why are you so damn fine

anonymous asked:

can we talk about the fact that everyone talks about how tae wore rapmon shirt in the latest BV in the pool BUT tae wore it as well when they went on the helicupter so whos the shirt is belong to?? ((also suga wore tae shirt when he woke up but then later tae wore it as well under his red hawaian shirt))

YES WE CAN TALK ABOUT THAT! LOL

Thing is, it’s loose on both of them… so I don’t actually freaking know either! Actually… I get that everyone is wondering who really owns this shirt:

But… But… I think the better question is… What the fuck happened to the top buttons and why the fuck can’t it stay closed?! (I mean… no complaints, I’ve had a few friends have mental breakdowns… but they’re fine now… but STILL!!) We should sue the damn buttons!! I mean… DAMNNNN~~~


OH OH OH OH! AND THANK YOU! YES!! TAEGI!!

They were actually wearing matching clothes even before they got paired up!! My Daegu kings!! I love it!

I got this Spanish chica, she don’t like me to roam
So she call me cabron plus marricon
Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home
I’m like, “Un momento” - mami, slow up your tempo

I got this black chick, she don’t know how to act
Always talkin out her neck, makin her fingers snap
She like, “Listen Jigga Man, I don’t care if you rap
You better - R-E-S-P-E-C-T me”

I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she’s Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
My, cherie amor, t£ est belle
Merci, you fine as fuck but you givin me hell

I got this Indian squaw the day that I met her
Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather
She said all you need to know is I’m not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough

I got this young chick, she so immature
She like, “Why you don’t buy me Reeboks no more?”
Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla

Got a project chick, that plays her part
And if it goes down y'all that’s my heart
Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts

I got this model chick that don’t cook or clean
But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean
Only thing wrong with ma she’s always on the scene
God damn she’s fine but she parties all the time

I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick
She look right in that tight blue dress, she’s thick
She gives me extra pillows and seat back love
So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club

I got this paranoid chick, she’s scared to come to the house

A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out

Got a chick from Peru, that sniff Peru
She got a cousin at customs that get shit through

Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin shit
Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets

Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick’
Cause she kept bootleggin my shit

I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull
She like, “Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?”
I’m like excuse me Ms. Fufu, but when I met your ass
you was dead broke and naked, and now you want half

I got this ho that after twelve million sold
Mami’s a narcolyptic, always sleepin on Hov’
Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
I got so many girls across the globe..

Jack Zimmermann was accustomed to dealing with difficult situations; he was captain of the Samwell Men’s Hockey team after all, but this? This was never in the job description.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Bitty whispered into the side of Jack’s neck, breath hot and sweet against his skin. The kegster ended a while ago but Bitty was still feeling the effects. When he fell off the coffee table attempting to dance to All the Single Ladies, Jack swept in ready to piggyback him to bed.

“Alright,” Jack said, mouthing I got this in Lardo’s direction before heading to the stairs.

“I don’t wanna be a single lady anymore,” His voice faltered and Jack became acutely aware of Bitty’s thighs around his hips. “I want a person. Everybody else has got a person.”

“With moves like that I don’t think you’ll have to wait long,” Jack said, supressing a chuckle.

“Mmhmm,” Bitty mumbled, fighting a losing war against sleep. Jack pushed open the door to Bitty’s room with his foot and ducked inside.

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BTS as Roommates

Jin:

  • ”hey, Third Guy From The Left, pass the remote”
  • cleans up after you, cooks for you, nags a lot; he’s basically your second mom
  • your friends coming over to hit on him
  • which he’s totally down with; “I’m worldwide handsome, what do you expect?”
  • your parents wishing you two would get together
  • you two cuddle sometimes and it’s fine, it’s nothing romantic. just two friends chilling in each others arms,, move along ppl, nothing to see here
  • you’re his taste tester
  • so he often makes you stand by while he cooks, so he can spoon boiling hot sauce from the pot into your mouth to ask if he needs more salt
  • buys you BTS merch
  • “I better be your ultimate bias” “look at me, I’m everyone’s bias and bias wrecker” “the real visual of BTS taehyung better back off”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Suga:

  • you joke that he’s basically a ghost
  • he’s usually not there, since he’s at the studio or doing promotions, concerts, etc. and when he is there, he’s sleeping
  • whenever he’s there and actually awake you’re like “who are you? I didn’t know you lived here” “shut up and tell me what there is to eat in this house. are there any lamb skewers?”
  • like I said, he’s mostly not there but when he is, he wants to spend some time hanging with you. the boys are fine but he’s so Tired of their antics that time with you is like a breath of fresh air
  • you don’t do much, just watch tv and order take out but it suites you both just fine. he usually shit talks other celebs during that time, so you know all the inside gossip
  • “wait, he’s cheating on her with the model??” you gasp
  • “yeah, I caught them fucking backstage”
  • “well, damn :( he was my bias”

Originally posted by sugastoungetechonawlogy

J-Hope:

  • so f*cking loud omg u wonder why you still live with him
  • he’s energetic and loud (I can’t stress the loud part) for the most part, even waking you up with pans banging or singing in your ear
  • insists on “roommate bonding time” which is just an excuse to go out, get drunk & bring back f*ck buddies
  • has the LOUDEST sex
  • and walls are thin
  • but he apologizes w pizza so,, there’s perks to that
  • walks around half naked
  • flirts w your hot friends/family members but always asks you if it’s okay to make a serious move on any of them. he doesn’t want to cross any lines that would leave tension between you two
  • keeps trynna hook you up with one of the boys “except Joonie he’s gross” “he’s exactly like you” “exactly”
  • always texts & snaps you, sometimes about roommate stuff (”did I leave the stove on?” “which brand of popcorn should I pick up?” “did I leave my keys in the apartment?”) and sometimes just to chat
  • he likes to send you updates about BTS
  • he facetimed you at the BBMAS and does so just in general, so you get to see what idol life is really like … lots of sitting backstage, tired but running on adreneline, being hungry, etc

Originally posted by btsarekings

Rap Monster:

  • your place is the hangout spot. the guys always come over whether it’s to chill or hold house parties where you’re like “let’s not get twisted and ruin the furniture” but uh,, let’s just say you two aren’t getting your deposits back
  • refuses to let the guys even hit on you; “you’re too good for them. I’d rather hook you up with someone better. do you like Jackson? wait, nvm he’s worse than us”
  • totally cool w you bringing back one night stands
  • hell, he slips you protection too if you need it
  • is also very aware of you when you’re both out, that no one tries to slip you something or take advantage of you
  • takes you home if you’re too drunk
  • nurses you as you throw up but gives you hell for it the next day
  • he’s basically more like your chill cousin than a roommate

Originally posted by snowmons

Jimin: 

  • proTECT PROTECT Protect at ALL Costs
  • he denies this but he loves having you dote on him
  • it’s a nice feeling, to come back after a long day to your food, a warm home and just chill on the couch with you
  • he feels comfortable around you, talking about his worries or about his day
  • turns into Big Brother mode if you’re going to a party or if you start dating. no guy/gal even sets foot into that apartment unless they’re 100% Jimin approved
  • you’re both protective of each other, like siblings, so living together is a joy

Originally posted by bwipsul

V: 

  • super touchy,, everyone thinks you’re dating but nah man it’s just friends kissing friends, how’s that not normal?
  • will crawl into your bed quite often
  • brings home food
  • insists on late night “adventures” to the convenience store, where you just buy junk food and movies on sale
  • jungkook practically lives there
  • you keep “joking” that he needs to pay rent but it’s not a joke anymore like seriously u use up all our hot water give us money
  • he loves having ppl over, not just jungkook lol, but your friends and his other friends,, your place is usually busy and always a warm environment
  • buys you matching “friendship” outfits and bracelets that legit are just friendship stuff, no dating
  • he tells you about his crushes (even before jungkook but don’t tell him)
  • and you two stay up some nights, stalking yours and his crushes, on their social media accounts, having panic attacks when you accidentally like shit from 38 weeks ago

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jungkook:

  • watching anime 25/8
  • offering him protection when jimin stays over; “but we’re just friends” “yeah right sure. just hmu if you need them”
  • it took him a whole year to warm up to you though
  • he was so awkward and shy, often keeping his distance
  • he walked in on you pooping once and it took two months for him to walk back into the apartment (he’d been sleeping on jin’s couch lol)
  • now he farts around you
  • you two rank the fart based on sound, funniness and smell
  • *choking* *tearing up* “good one (y/n) that’s a solid 11/10″
  • will blush himself to death if you bring home someone
  • doesn’t really bring anyone over himself. he’s too uncomfortable w the fact that you’re there to try anything.
  • doing childish shit like pranks and eating each others sweets
  • “kook did u eat my green sweets?”
  • jk, with green tongue: “no, how could u accuse me??”

Originally posted by nnochu

SENTENCE STARTERS (life-threatening/dangerous situations)

“ Thank you, but I could’ve done it myself somehow. “
“ I seriously don’t know what I would’ve done without you … “
“ So, that’s your thing, huh? Risking your life saving strangers? “
“ That was close! “
“ Do you realize how crazy that was? You could’ve get yourself hurt! “
“ That was fun! Let’s do it again sometime! “
“ There’s no way I’m going back in there! “
“ Wait! You can’t just leave me like this! “
“ It hurts… P-please… just make it end… “
“ I thought I’d never see you again! “
“ Thank god, you’re alive! “
“ I thought you were dead! “
“ You! Don’t you EVER do that again! “
“ Why are you still here? “
“ Just leave already … “
“ Can we please just keep moving? “
“ Why are you always so damn stubborn? “
“ And that’s exactly the kind of attitude, that’s going to get you/us killed. “
“ I don’t want to say I’ve told you so but … I kinda did. “
“ Don’t you remember? “
“ What happened? You look awful! “
“ Would you please just let me take a closer look? “
“ It’s nothing. I’m fine! “
“ Take it off! I can’t help you, if I can’t see it. “
“ We’re going to die. Simple as that. “
“ Just… stay still! It won’t take long. “
“ This might hurt a little… “
“ Please don’t die on me! “
“ Get it off your mind! I’m not leaving you behind! “
“ Don’t move! I’m going to get help! “
“ So, I guess that’s it. There’s no way out of here. “
“ We’re stuck! Give it up already! “
“ We’ll find a way. We always do. “
“ WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! “
“ Please tell me that’s not your blood! “
“ You’re bleeding! “

Bygones of the Sun | 03 (M)

Originally posted by hobismole

Genre: Angst/fluff/(future)smut || dance captain!hoseok, bad boy!au, uni!au

Pairing: Reader x Hoseok

Length: 7.8k

Summary: Jung Hoseok was once the sweetheart of the school, the dance captain whom every girl, including you, can’t help but fall head over heels for. But like the force of the ever-glowing sun, everything that rises must also set. A year of inactivity later and he’s now the school’s resident bad boy. You’re a firm believer of allowing the past be the past, and yet you can’t help but wonder where the risen sun has gone into hiding—because perhaps its shadows have out-shined its own radiance.

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Spiderman’s(?) Abs

Request: Hi! I really love your stories! Could you please do a fic where reader is partially deaf so she can read peoples lips to help her understand people, then she accidentally reads Peters lips and he’s talking about her?

A/N: Wow i’m sorry I’m such a slow writer, jeez. Sorry for being slow at this. I also hope this is what you were looking for. I’m sorry I was too lazy to do research on being partially deaf.

Word Count: 1344

Warnings: Extreme mentions of abs?

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You were Michelle’s best friend, or only friend, as she called you. You were good friends with Peter and Ned as well. You were in marching band with Peter, well, before he quit. But you were also on the Decathlon team with them.

You didn’t find yourself seeing Peter and Ned outside of school very often anymore. Not since Peter got his internship with Tony Stark.

You had been partially deaf since you were younger. This had always been an extreme struggle for you because of how much you love music. You could still hear some things. You could hear the chatter in the cafeteria at lunch, but you couldn’t really make out anything anyone was saying. In band you could still feel the beat, which really helped.

Although, over the years, you’ve somewhat mastered reading people’s lips. It was how you would take notes in class, understand what your friends were saying, and essentially everything else.

Most of the time you would sit at a lunch table with Michelle, at the table next to Peter and Ned. It was hard for you to pay attention to an entire conversation. Everyone was always nice about it, especially Peter.

When you sat down for lunch with Peter, Michelle, and Ned, they were already deep in conversation.

“Hey Y/N,” Peter smiled.

“Hi Peter,” you said

You smiled at Ned and Michelle too.

Michelle had her head stuck in a book, so you tried to pay attention to what Peter and Ned were talking about.

“Are you going to tell her?” Ned asked Peter

“Tell who what?” You asked, inserting yourself into the conversation

“Oh it’s nothing,” you read off Peter’s lips.

“Please, Parker. I know you well enough to know when you’re lying,”

“I think you should tell Y/N,” Ned said

“I also think you should tell Y/N” you said

Peter turned his head to the side and whispered something to Ned.

“Come on Peter, that’s not fair at all,”

Ned shrugged and continued to listen to Peter speak. Eventually Peter turned around to face you once again.

“Sorry, Y/N. That was on a need to know basis,”

“Not fair at all, Peter,”

After lunch you headed to your chemistry class with Peter and Ned. You sat a few benches in front of them. Every once and a while you would turn around and see the two talking.

You attempted to read their lips to see what they were talking about. You were still curious as to what Peter wouldn’t tell you at lunch.

You stared at Ned and Peter for a while, but you were only able to make out a few words here or there. For a moment you thought you saw Peter say your name, but he turned to look at you so you immediately looked away.

You were sure that they were probably talking about lunch. What else would they be talking about?

When class was over, you tried to catch up with Peter to walk with him to your next class,

“So are you ever going to tell me this secret of yours?” You asked Peter

You turned to him to read his response

“Which secret?” He teased

“The one you and Ned were talking about at lunch, and last period. I saw you say my name, Peter. I know something’s up,”

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N,” Peter said as you walked into your physics classroom.

It was now really bugging you why Peter wouldn’t tell you what was going on. But you really had no way to talk to Peter in this class, he sat too far away.

You pulled out your phone and sent him a message

Y/N: Do you not trust me or something?

Peter: Of course I trust you!

Y/N: then what’s going on with you

Peter: Well my “secret” is something I want to tell you but I’m just not ready to.

Y/N:  it can’t be that bad

Peter: No, but i’m kinda worried about how you will react

Y/N: What if I promised I would react in an appropriate fashion

Peter: I dunno

Y/N: Please, Peter. Its not like you’re Spiderman or anything right?

Y/N: Cause if you were I’d have to kick your ass, you know that right

Peter: I don’t even know what to say to that

Y/N: Oh my god. Are you Spiderman?

Y/N: I mean that would explain your abs and oh damn

Peter: When have you seen me shirtless…

Y/N: Me? WHo? I dont know what you’re talking about.

Y/N: Fine, so you’re not Spiderman but that still doesn’t explain the secret you’re keeping from me or your abs

Peter: I’m still so curious why you know I have abs

Y/N: Don’t ignore my question

Peter: You’re never going to let this go are you

Y/N: Of course not. You may as well just tell me.

Peter: Fine, i’ll telll you after school today in person.

Y/N: Looovveeee you Parker

Peter: Yeah, yeah

You smiled and put your phone back in your pocket. You were excited to know what Peter didn’t want you to know.

After school, you met Peter at his locker.

“So are you finally going to tell me?” You asked

Peter turned to you, “Let’s go somewhere where there are less people,”

You nodded and followed Peter into the empty music room.

“THis better be a juicy secret, Parker. I’m missing band for this,”

Peter took in a deep breath “LookY/N-ireallylikeyouandwanttodateyou” he said quickly

“Peter, I think you’re forgetting that I can’t exactly completely hear you, and when you talk like that I can’t read your lips either,”

Peter stared at you for a second before you spoke again, “Enunciate, for the love of god,”

Before Peter could speak you interrupted him again “You are Spiderman, aren’t you. I just don’t understand how you could get those abs unless you were Spiderman. Sure you do sit ups in gym, but that does not explain it,”

“Y/N? Are you done?” Peter asked

“You’re right. You couldn’t be Spiderman,”

“I could so be Spiderman,” Peter got defensive

“Eh,” you shrugged

“Look, that’s not what I wanted to tell you,”

“So spill,”

Peter Licked his lips, “Y/N, I really like you,”

“Well, I like you too Parker, but I don’t under-OH”

“Yeah. I like you as more than a friend,”

“Oh. Well then I guess I should probably tell you that I like you are more that a friend too,”

“You do?”

“Yeah, and your abs aren’t even the reason why. I mean, they’re part of the reason, but only a little part,” you teased

“Jeez, Y/N, what is it with you and abs?”

You shrugged and look a few steps closer to Peter.

“So, if I like you, and you like me, and you were to ask me on a date sometime, and we went on more than one date, would that mean that sometime, eventually, I’d get to see those lovely abs of yours?”

Peter laughed, “Y/N, would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Yes,” you smiled.

Peter stepped forward and placed a hand on your face, and another on your hips. He slowly leaned down and pressed his lips on yours.

You leaned forwards and pressed your chest against his, slowly moving your hands under his shirt.

Peter laughed into your kiss.

“Sorry Parker, I couldn’t help myself. You’re just really pretty,”

“You’re really pretty too, Y/N,”

“So wait, that was your secret? That you have a crush on me?”

“Yes, that was my secret,” 

“I think a better secret would have been if you were Spiderman,” 

BTS Reactions to seeing you naked for the first time

Jin

“Come to daddy, little kitty”

Yoongi

He likes what he sees but won’t really show it. 

Hoseok

“Why are you so beautiful?” “I can look at you like this all day long”

Namjoon

“You look so damn fine, baby. I can’t keep my hands off you”

Jimin

He appreciates every single inch of your body.

“You are so beautiful, Jagi”

Taehyung

He would be all over your body, before you’re even done with stripping down.

Jungkook

In his head…

What I think he acts like…

What I hope he acts like…

  • Jungkook: Hey, I bought this cool shirt.
  • Jimin: Oh, *looks it over, smiles*, it is pretty cool.
  • Jungkook: Okay fine, keep it, damn! *throws the shirt back at Jimin.*
  • *later that day*
  • Yoongi: So did you give Jimin that shirt you bought him?
  • Jungkook: *scoffs* Obviously.
  • Yoongi: You threw it at him, didn't you.
  • Jungkook: *scoffs, while looking sad* Obviously.

so, my buddy littledivinity and i have been talking beauty & the beast a lot, because ‘tis the season, and we somehow stumbled upon the idea of the story being told about a middle aged belle and the beast instead of youngins, and how that would make the story even more resonant.

and then just now i randomly thought, “what if nicole kidman and ewan mcgregor starred in such a film?”, because my soul needs nicole kidman and ewan mcgregor to fall in love again on a movie screen like it needs few other things in this life. plus, you know, musical, bright colors, awesomeness, hurrah!

and then i thought, ‘but wait, actually, what i really want in this life, even more than brightly colored musicals, is more lowkey and lovely fairytale movies like exquisite and incomparable 1998 masterpiece ever after

and just picture it!

nicole kidman is the longtime spinster school teacher who lives in a quaint vaguely magical 19th century-esque country village, but she’s a badass teacher who exposes her students to different philosophies of thought and probably takes them outside for nature studies and calisthenics. (so, basically, miss stacy from anne of green gables.) the school board hates her, probably, and is very suspicious of what kind of IDEAS she’s filling the local kids’ heads with (why does she keep saying it’s okay for girls not to want to be wives and mothers, or that it’s all right for boys to cry???? is it possible that she is A WITCH???), but her parents were very well regarded in the town when they were still alive and so that bought her some respect for awhile. but there’s a new fancy schmancy family with school aged kids in town, and they’re extremely disapproving of miss nicole, and trying to find a way to oust her as schoolteacher and replace her with a man who is probably very similar in temperament to mr. collins from pride & prejudice. a man who will put patriarchal gender roles back into childhood education!

meanwhile, ewan mcgregor is a grumpy old hermit duke or something who once had great wealth and privilege but has fallen into disrepair. maybe someone cursed (magically? complicated vengeance-ly, a la the count of monte cristo? who knows) his family long ago due to their shady rich people business dealings, and his father killed himself to escape the scandal and his mother died of heartbreak and his fiancee who he thought loved him steadfastly dumped him to marry another, and now ewan’s the last surviving member of his once-great family and he just lives alone this grand old manor house that has gone totally to seed. he isn’t an actual beast, because it seems like in this day and age that’s going to require levels of CGI that my quaint b&tb retelling movie just don’t need, but let’s say that he’s quite unshaven and dirty and generally off-putting and he sometimes ventures out into the forest that separates his estate from the village, but is never seen actually frequenting the village. there are abundant rumors that the forest and manor house are haunted by a beast/ghost/warlock/vampire (how does he SURVIVE if he doesn’t come to the weekly market for food???), and everyone knows you don’t go there. also, people like to gossip a ton about his family and the scandal even though it was decades ago and they all dead. because people suck.

so one night, some of nicole’s rowdy teen pupils maybe steal some wine from one of their parents’ liquor cabinets and venture into the woods and dare each other to go past the gate of his manor house, and he catches them at it and gets HELLA PISSED @ THESE UPPITY HOOLIGANS INVADING HIS PROPERTY. kids today!!!!!!!!! he probably locks them in the stables so he can deliver them a 5 hour lecture on why they suck, and also why all of humanity sucks. which isn’t the worst fate ever, but, like, he kind of looks like a straight up crazy ax murderer (crazy hair! crazy beard! tattered clothes! definitely hasn’t bathed this month!!!), so there’s some serious panic in the hearts of these kids.

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Numinous [Stop 1]

Summary: (Roadtrip!Au) In which you and the one person you hate get stuck together while venturing across the country in search of change.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: swearing, angst!

A/N: 

  1. Every chapter has a different P.O.V., switching from the reader to Bucky and back
  2. @aya-fay has the key to my heart, thank you for beta-ing this 3 times after I made minor changes every 2 seconds. I adore you.

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Bucky’s P.O.V.

“What?” I could hardly believe my ears, my jaw dropping open instead.

“Get in. Don’t make me repeat it again, or else I swear-” she sounded tired, exasperated, but Lord I missed her voice.

Before she finished her threat, I scrambled to the passenger’s side door and nearly ripped it open, flinging myself into the car with my still heart racing.

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Three reasons

Originally posted by sugutie

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff (with maybe a tiny, tiny bit of angst in the middle) // One-shot

Word count: 3.6k

Synopsis: Jeon claims, vows, that he has every reason not to like you - three reasons, to be more specific, and he’s more than willing to proclaim them on his very own deathbed if needed. Ok, a bit drastic, but it makes the idea.

After all, even the hectic, frantic pace of his much pissed heart is proving him right - right?

Right?

Author’s note: Pc destroyed but phone working, plus my need to wreck my lovely sis @pantaemonium with a shit-storm of fluff. And this is what came out, blame Laura.

(What happened to me and my love for horror tho? Blame Jeon)


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There are exactly three reasons why Jeon Jungkook doesn’t like you.

(And when the golden boy says he doesn’t like you, he means that he really, really, really Does Not Like You – yes, all with capitals letters.)

First of all, for lacking of better words, you can totally, easily, completely annihilate him at Mario Kart.

That, as everybody in the room knows, truly shouldn’t be possible, yet here he is with the controller hanging between his hands and eyes big and confused as he watches his avatar falling into the abyss down Rainbow Road along with his very bruised, very salty pride.

It was one of your blue shells.

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being best friends with the marauders would include...
  • lets be honest, being best friends with the marauders would be a Wild Ride™️
  • everyday would be some new adventure
  • and you wouldn’t have it any other way
  • getting your own nickname would be your initiation
  • and then you slowly begin to develop special relationships with each one of them
  • they’d get hell jealous if you spent too much time with the other
  • “I think it’s clear that (Y/N) likes me the most…”
  • “Shut up, Padfoot, the only reason why she likes you is because of your firewhiskey stash!” 
  • oh, yeah, speaking of jealousy, you’re apparently not allowed a boyfriend because they are so. damn. protective. 
  • “I don’t like him. He smells funny…” 
  • “He smells fine, Prongs, there is literally nothing wrong with him…”
  • them giving you piggyback rides around the castle and between classes
  • and a crazy amount of hugs
  • especially from Remus - he’s super cuddly and soft
  • helping Peter with his homework
  • and helping James with Lily
  • “just treat her like a normal human being. Girls are surprisingly into that…” 
  • speaking of which, you and Lily are super close
  • like she is basically the James to your Sirius
  • James likes to take advantage of that
  • “Oh yeah, and tell her about the time I single handedly defeated a troll…”
  • they each have their own affectionate little mannerisms 
  • like James likes to bop you on the nose
  • and Sirius likes to play with your hair
  • Remus likes to massage your hand and shoulders
  • and Peter likes to pat your head affectionately
  • you all have inside jokes with each other
  • and they literally have no idea how to whisper 
  • *from the other side of the classroom* “(Y/N)! what’s the answer to question six?” 
  • They love teasing you especially because you’re the shortest out of all of them
  • 3am conversations where you, Remus, James and Sirius are all so overtired, you start talking whack 
  • or 3am deep and meaningful between the four of you
  • and Peter is just snoring in the background
  • somehow they find a way to sneak into the girls dorm
  • they like to surprise you at random moments
  • but you also have like no privacy
  • eating off each others plates (mainly just Sirius eating off your plate)
  • sneaking out with them during a full moon
  • Sirius likes to flirt with you 
  • a lot 
  • And you kinda like flirting with him too
  • exchanging books with Remus
  • and talking Quidditch with James
  • and basically being like a smol, cute family
  • *cries*
Jealously With a Twist: Shameless Boys

Originally posted by sonorouslove

WARNING:CURSING!

A/N: NOT MY GIFS! Hope you gusy enjoy!

Phillip “Lip"Gallagher:  

You were scrubbing down the tables at Patsy as the dinner rush had finally ended and just as you’d got to your last table you felt someone slowly rub against your back "Oh sorry.” You heard Lip say softly causing you to roll your eyes. He always did little things like this to get your attention by you knew better than to fall into his little games. “Phillip, I will file you for sexual harassment.” You said laughing leaning against the table watching him clean the floor “Why? Don’t act like you don’t like my attention.” He said standing in front of you leaning on the mops handle winking at you “Yeah keep telling yourself that Gallagher.” You said walking away from him and into the back where Sierra was standing with her arms crossed and leg shaking, her relationship with Lip was no secret but you never were one for work gossip. “Can I help you Sierra?” You asked looking at her stance.

“Yeah. What the hell is with your flirting with Lip? He’s off limits.” She snapped at you, if only she knew you didn’t give a shit about anything she had to say “Look, Sierra, if he’s your man control him. I have no interest in him, so relax. Because you’re barking up the wrong tree, don’t forget your son still needs a mother who is in one piece.” You said bumping past her, you were now livid. You come to work to do just that, work not to be caught in a dysfunctional love triangle, you sighed changing out of your uniform just as you were ready to leave you heard Sierra and Lip auguring causing you to roll your eyes and sigh in defeat because if Sierra wasn’t ready to go none of us were “Fuck me man.” You said softly to yourself walking out to try and go home “Do you want her Lip?” You heard Sierra say “What the hell is your problem? We aren’t together, never were. You told me that shit yourself, so why the hell are you acting like this.” You heard Lip say as you sat at the bar stool out of view from them.

“Look if you want to fuck that little whore don’t think you’re coming back to fuck me.” You heard her say and now you were beyond livid just as you were about to defend yourself Lip beat you to it “Watch your fucking mouth. (Y/N) is the kindest person I know, she’s selfless, beautiful and intelligent. She’s is the farthest thing from being a whore, I bet she’s slept with 2 people compared to the 20 you’ve had in your bed. Now let us out so we can go home and I don’t have to hear your shit.” He said slamming his fist on the table “Whatever.” Sierra said unlocking the door watching Lip walk out, you slowly followed not making a sound as Sierra turned her back. You chased after Lip to thank him.

“Yo Phillip Ronan Gallagher! Wait up!” You yelled trying to get his attention, which you succeeded doing yelling out his full name “What’s up.” He said lighting a cigarette in his mouth which you took out as you kissed his cheek. “I wanted to say thank you for defending me back there, it was sweet of you. But don’t think you’re getting anything from me.” You said smiling as you placed the cigarette between his lips carefully.

“You wouldn’t be the girl I knew if you did. Let me walk you home and show you how much of a gentleman I can be.” He said wrapping his jacket around you causing you to laugh “Okay there, let’s not get ahead of yourself Phillip.” You said popping the “P”. “Only you can get away with calling me my first and full name.” He said wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“Oh I’m so special.” You said leaning your head on his chest as you walked together “You sure are.” He said softly as you both continued to walk in silence.


Originally posted by milkovich-swagg


Ian Gallagher:

You walked into the club not knowing what to expect, and then you saw him. Dancing around on the pole in nothing but speedo looking underwear, your jaw nearly hit the floor watching him until his little routine was over. You then moved over to the bar area to order a drink, without getting ID'ed as you’d expected considering Ian was working here. Underaged. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing here?” You heard the bartender ask sliding your drink towards you “You see the guys with the red hair. He’s what I’m doing here.” You said scoffing as your watched some random guy put money down his underwear “Well I hate to break it to you, but he’s gay and a fine girl like yourself can find a fine man.” He said slyly “Oh like who? You? Give me a break. I know he’s gay, that’s not why I’m here.” You said snapping at the bartender who grabbed your wrist while you tried to walk away “Don’t be so cruel baby.” He said kissing your hand as your tried to break free of his grasp.

“Yo. Fuck off, I know damn well she didn’t ask for your attention.” Ian said grabbing your arm pulling you towards him breaking the bartenders hold. “Well I know she doesn’t need your gay asses attention.” He said sneering “Well this girl just so happens to be the only girl I’d turn straight for, so as I said before Fuck off or you won’t like the consequences.” Ian said lowly and you exactly what was happening to him. “Ian come on screw him, let’s go.” You said pushing his chest softly to move away from the bartender, you successfully got Ian to walk away and as you were walking he placed his hand on your ass and flipped off the bartender causing you to laugh. “I would have to say Gallagher gay or not you are a jealous little fire.” You said laughing as you exited the club “Only for my best friend.” He said smiling which caused you to punch his chest “What the hell?” He asked looking at you with wide eyes.

“What the fuck are you doing dancing ! We talked about this shit! You lied to me!” You yelled throwing a sweater and sweats at him from your bag. You watched him get changed and give you his sad eyes “Yeah. No. Not working, you are in the dog house.” You said wrapping your hand around his waist as if nothing happened “I love you (Y/N).” He sang causing you to roll your eyes “Yeah, yeah Gallagher. I love you too bitch.” You said causing you both to laugh as you walked home.

Originally posted by mockingjaykatniss2

Carl Francis Gallagher:

Prom Night. The night of your teen years that you will never forget, the cliche where that night will be the night you will tells the greatest, craziest stories about your adventures. The dress, hair, makeup, and your date but the only problem you had during your prom experience was getting a date last minute. You planned on going with your best friend Carl but last minute he dropped his promise and told you he was going with his ex Dominique, hearing him say that stung a bit in your heart because you felt like no matter who it was you would always come second place in his heart but as a best friend you smiled and told him that he would be most likely to be prom king. “(Y/N), I got your back hon.” you felt a hand on your back, smiling over at your cousin Caleb who agreed to go to prom after Carl said no. “We’re here.. Ready for this?” he said looking over at the school gymnasium that was now flooding with lights.

You nod getting out of the car trying to stay focused on enjoying your “special” night but the only way the night could be something you’d never forget is if Carl had actually came with you and not cheating ass Dominique. You and Caleb walked into the gymnasium and looked around, music, kids grinding on each other, sweat, and bad decisions filled the room and you slowly began to even regret showing up at all but then you saw him. He was standing across from you with his arm around Dominique laughing at something she had said, you smiled looking at the happiness in his eyes and you didn’t want to bother him tonight because he obviously had his reasons for being Dominique and not you. “May I have this dance?” Caleb said holding out his hand laughing as you gladly accepted it “I would be insulted if you didn’t ask.” you said as a slow dance began to play and you started to dance at an acceptable space for relatives only as you began to dance you noticed a pair of eyes watching you, his eyes, they were cold and hurt and before you could mouthed anything to him he had walked out in a fit “Let him go. I’ll go and talk to him okay, cuz.” Caleb said kissing your forehead.

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 “Yo Gallagher! What’s your problem? It’s prom you should be enjoying yourself not sulking out here.” Caleb said walking slowly towards Carl who was leaning against a locker “And who the hell do you think you are? How do you know (Y/N)? I know you’re not her boyfriend.” Carl spat out looking over at Caleb you laughed “If I was it would still be none of your business, seeing as you dropped her last minute to be with your cheatin ass ex, so don’t bother pry into (Y/N) business. Cause if you gave a shit about her you wouldn’t have thrown her to the side.” Caleb said now towering over Carl, full of rage. “Caleb! Carl! What the hell!” you yelled running over to the boys pushing them away from each other “Caleb you said you were going to talk to him, not fight him.” you said looking over at Caleb “Yo, you sent this jackass to talk to me. Fuck do you think I am? Your bitch?” Carl said scoffing behind you causing you to slap him across his face. “Caleb get the car started I’ll be right there.” you said your eyes full on Carl,waiting for Caleb to walk down the hallway.

“Carl Francis Fucking Gallagher. Watch who you spent to with your ‘White Boy Carl’ attitude because you know very well that I hate when you do that shit. You want to ditch me for your cheating ass ex that’s cool. You want to fight my COUSIN that’s cool. But you WILL NOT disrespect me in any way, just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to disrespect me. Maybe you and Dom really do deserve each other. So you know what Gallagher? Fuck off. Consider this friendship over.” you said stomping off to the car nearly reaching the front door when you felt the cold locker against your open back “You will not walk away from me. (Y/N).. I’ve had so many people taken from me.. but you… you can’t walk away from me.” Carl said softly laying his head in the crook of your neck “You just can’t be with anyone else.. You can only be with me.. (Y/N) you’re mine, you know it, i know it, the school knows it.. I can’t lose you.” he said kissing your cheek softly.

“Then calm the hell down Gal-” you were cut off with Carl’s lips covering your own with a soft kiss “Call me baby, just once before you leave.” he said softly in your ear “It’s time for me to go home baby..” you said quietly looking into his eyes “I have a better idea.. Pizza and movies at my house?” he asked loosing his tie “That sounds lovely.” you said holding his hand as you guys made your way to Caleb’s car “You think kids nowadays would get together easier.” Caleb said as you both sat in the backseat of his car fixing his rearview mirrors “No hard feelings Gallagher? (Y/N) said you were a stubborn kid.” Caleb said with his eyes on the road as Carl began to kiss you neck quietly “Nah, we’re cool.” he said winking at you as you smiled. He wrapped you in his arms pulling you closer to him “It’s a good night so far, but pizza is going to make it SO much better.” he said smiling widely “And taking this crap off.” you said gesturing to your dress “I can help you with that.” Carl whispered in your ear.

 “Yeah, in your fucking dreams.” you said laying your head on his shoulders smiling, as the remaining ride was silent, it was a night you truly wouldn’t forget after all.

9

I’m thinking your body…should be illegal  ~  [Black Out M2 Fan Cam - Leo Vers]

Tension(Jhope AMBW Smut)

I wrote this for mainly two people @silhouetted-beauty and my best friend Ti. But I hope that I make a lot of girls happy with this one<3 

“I hate him so much!” You complained flopping down on your back, your sheets ruffling and flaring up around your body some corners draping on your limbs as you looked up at the ceiling frowning.

“No, you don’t, you secretly wish he’d come in there and whisper to you in his deep voice.” Your friend Destiny teased you with a small snicker she could just imagine how red your face was getting from becoming flustered by the male.

“HEY! Whose side are you on?!?” You whined softly as you shut your eyes slamming one of your fists down on the bed.

“I’m on your side! Unless Hoseok puts you there first.” She was howling in laughter at how you sputtered on the phone, trying to find words but coming up short of them.

“I’m hanging up.” You sighed softly rolling your eyes.

“Listen, hey y/n it’s not that bad. I know that you two have your run ins but I’m pretty sure that you are going to be okay once you actually take initiative to talk to him.” Destiny advised and you rolled your eyes.

“Talk to him? This is the same man that has random girls in his room! And loud music all the time! He always people over! And he is so arrogant like he all fine when he really isn’t!” You almost screamed throwing a tantrum in your bed. Not knowing you were screaming that loud you heard a knock on your door. You frowned wondering who was pounding on your door. You got up slowly after telling Destiny to hold on, opening the door you see him. The devil himself, Jung Hoseok. He leaned against your door with his hand eyeing you slowly.

“What the fuck do you want?” You snarled glaring at him. He gave a little smirk as he pointed towards his door which was two doors over from across your room.

“Me and my girl are trying to get busy and we can’t fuck if you’re being loud.” Hoseok muttered as he pushed himself off your door.

“You know what, fuck you. You don’t consider my feelings and I won’t consider yours asshole.” You moved to slam the door in his face locking it and walking back towards your bed laying on your stomach.

Hoseok couldn’t believe it. He could hear some of the guys passing by laughing at him. He was so pissed off at how you treated him. Like he was nothing when most of the girls were not hesitant to hop on his dick at all. He could feel his face heating up, he was pissed and he would make you pay oh yes. He stormed back towards his room shutting the door behind him taking off his hoody to reveal his perfectly toned abs. He had heard you by pure luck, you weren’t even that loud he just wanted to fuck with you a bit. He wouldn’t have missed out on a chance at seeing your curvy body and smooth skin. You were so beautiful, a brown cutie with brown eyes. He and his friends always thought you stood out because you had melanin in you and he, himself wanted to be down with the swirl but approaching you had never been easy. You were cocky for no reason, sure you got good grades and perfect attendance. Sure, you could sing and dance without a problem but no one ever got you, you turned everyone down and he didn’t get why you felt you were above everyone else. You had a smart mouth and he wanted to put it to work on his dick, the way you walked he could tell not many got a chance to even press up against you. You made him sexually frustrated and pissed off at the same time, treating him like he was beneath you.

“Are you going to just stand there or are you going to come fuck me?” His ‘date’ for the evening asked. He came back to his senses smiling at her as he unzipped his pants.

“Get on all fours baby and take your hair down from that ponytail.” Hoseok commanded as he strolled to her but he was imagining it was you. He wanted you to be on your knees for him, hands gripping the sheets as he slammed into your tight wet pussy over and over again. He wanted to hear you cry out his name as he fucked you raw and hard, making your knees dig into his sheets. He wanted to pull your hair and slap your ass. He wanted to make you call him daddy and beg for him to hit that same spot. He wanted to make you cum and be a complete shaking mess under him right now just how he had this random girl. But alas, tonight he couldn’t have you so he would just imagine until he got you.

That night you lounged around your bed, going between being pissed and stunned with what Hoseok said to you. How dare he come talk to you like that and demand that you be quiet? Who did he think he was? It was infuriating how some men worked and he was no better. You hated whoever thought Co-Ed dorms were a great idea. But this was also Jung Hoseok and no matter what he probably would still end up in the same building as you. Why did you hate him? A few reasons. The main was because he was a fuckboy. He put his dick in any and everything. You didn’t like the fact that everyone talked about him like he was so great and amazing because he wasn’t anything. And you hated him for more reasons, the way he rapped how he sang, how he walked around like he owned the damn place and everyone. You had seen him a few times with a tank or just plain shirtless playing soccer and he was fine. You were attracted to his intellect, his personality, and his body.  It was so bad that you couldn’t explain how quick your fingers found your pussy or how you longed to feel him finger fucking you ruthlessly against the bed instead of it being yourself. Your muffled moans into the sheets as you bit onto the soft fabric making a drool spot form from your lips. You were fed up with yourself, in no time you were releasing calling out his name as your slick fingers drove against your spot, your back arched and body locking up from the sweet sensation that crawled through your bones. Sighing loudly, you slumped against the bed as your hips snapped against your fingers calming down your high and instead replaced you feeling empty and even more bitter to him now than you did.

The next few weeks went the same way, you saw him in class and around lunch times and when you went back to your room. It was hell, it seemed you were becoming much more frustrated with him now then what you were doing the past few weeks. It was hard to ignore him when all you wanted to do was to go up to him and demand that he fuck you, but for numerous of reasons nothing could happen between you two. You knew Destiny would have a field day and scream I told you so. You couldn’t let that happen.

Going to the gym always seemed to calm you down. You stepped on the treadmill pulling down the soft cotton fabric of your tight leggings that rested against your knees. You moved your tank around before placing the beat earbuds in your ears turning the music up loud. You started to slowly jog on the treadmill until you were able to increase the speed bit by bit. You didn’t hear the door open, nor did you feel the gaze on you until it was too late. Hoseok moved to stand on the treadmill beside you, looking you up and down and staring at you so much you couldn’t help but feel it. Turning to look at him, you growled rolling your eyes at him before facing forward again increasing your speed until the jog was a bit faster. Hoseok, not liking that you were ignoring him set the treadmill to match your speed running alongside of you. It pissed you off that he was trying to keep up with you, so you started to go faster. And from there it started a race on who could run faster, and you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Breaking out into a full sprint, your hands had to hold onto the treadmill to keep you from falling, you took deep heavy breaths and your legs were turning into jelly as you tried to keep up with Hoseok’s pace. You ticked up the speed until you were hitting a five flat and tiring yourself out quickly. Hoseok chuckled because the pace wasn’t that hard for him, but he listened to yours grunts and groans, you loud cry of pain as your legs almost gave out. You turned the speed down until you were at a walking speed, your hands pressing down on a bar as you tried to walk out the stiffness in your legs everything burned. Sweat pooled on your forehead, it moved down your face as your clothes clung to you. You didn’t know if you’d be able to walk to your room but thankfully after you cooled down you stepped down on the treadmill looking over as Hoseok used his headband to pull his hair back from his face. You studied him, seeing the sweat drift down from his face to his neck, his bronze skin. His plump lips that were becoming chapped. His shirt was clinging to his body, his biceps popping out as he pressed his feet down against the treadmill. You watched behind him, looking at his toned legs, his firm ass that you would grab and hold as he pounded into you. You had to tell yourself to leave before he caught you staring at him and you didn’t want to hear the end of this. Sighing you went back to your room and showered for the night falling asleep with your fingers buried in your heat like any other night.

A month had passed but you hadn’t been seeing Hoseok as much and you guessed it had to do with the fact that the semester was winding down and he was about to graduate college. You were about to be a senior, so you should have been happy that you wouldn’t have to see him next semester but instead it was replaced with sadness and you couldn’t believe that you wouldn’t have his presence around. On top of that, your exams were ruthless and the study guides were even worse. Someone also had filled all the washers with clothes meaning you had to stay up late and wait for the openings. But after twenty more minutes after waiting for a full hour you got tired of it and decided to move the clothes yourself. Placing them in the dryer you smiled in triumph, setting your clothes in and moving the settings to what you wanted it to be. The door opened to the room as you were grabbing your wash basket and in walked the person you had been having conflicts in your head with.  

“Where. Are my clothes?” Hoseok asked shutting the shut behind him. You froze before you straightened up leaning against the dryer.

“You didn’t come get your shit, be grateful I even put it in the dryer.” You snapped at him grabbing your things once again to take it out of the washroom. Hoseok growled and snatched your basket from you placing it up above your head and eventually setting it on a high shelf that only he had an advantage of reaching comfortably.”

“Well well little miss perfect thinks she can just move my shit without asking? Sorry princess but life doesn’t work like that.” He spat at you, and you hated it more that he was so much taller than you because you felt as if he was scolding you for committing some act of treason.

“Excuse me!! You should have come and got your shit! It’s been here for an hour and twenty minutes now!! Not my fucking fault you can’t stop shoving your dicks in everything and take care of responsibility.” You spat back at him feeling your anger rise so much that your fingers were starting to dig into your clammy palms as your hands became fist.

“Maybe you should try having a dick shoved in you. Maybe you wouldn’t be such a stuck-up bitch.” Hoseok insulted you to your face. The words he uttered to you stung and they hurt, without thinking you raised your hand up ready to slap him, but to your dismay it didn’t work like that at all. Hoseok grabbed your left wrist as you brought your hand up and spun you around until your front was pressing against the dryer that you had thrown all his clothes in. He gripped at both of your wrist pinning them behind you with one hand letting the other grip your chin and force you to look at him.

“Who do you think you are? Like you could really fucking reach me.” He kept insulting you, his brown eyes bearing into yours with anger and something else you wished you weren’t seeing.

“You can go choke on a dick. Because I’m pretty sure somebody loves making you their bitch.” You snarled in a sweet voice. Hoseok looked as if he was ready to commit a murder. His pupils dilated and his nose flared as he dug his nails into your hips.

“Oh yeah?” He asked moving his hand from your wrist to grip at your hair pushing your head against the dryer. His other large hand moved from yours hips to rub your ass before he gave it two slaps on your right cheek through your pajama bottoms. “Well guess whose bitch you’re about to become.” Hoseok taunted as he slapped your ass again watching your body wiggle and your skin heat as you tried to move from him. “That’s right baby by all means fight me.” He groaned pressing against you. “Because the harder you fight.. The. Harder. I. Fuck.” He snapped his hips against yours with every word he spoke making your clothed ass bounce back against his hips lightly. He pulled back to look down at your body, seeing his half erect member poking through your plump ass cheeks he shook his head. “You need to be punished for being so damn fine. Let’s see if you can be a good girl for me.” Hoseok smiled grabbing at the hems of your shorts.

You were going between wanting him and not wanting him, you didn’t know which side was winning. But saying he didn’t turn you on was a big ass lie because you knew he did without a doubt, but you were in public and anyone could come in at any time to wash and you would be screwed.

“We are in public!” You reminded him as he yanked your pj bottoms down as well as your panties to your knees. You gasped as he exposed your skin, he smirked when he saw the blooming red hand print that was forming on your right cheek from his hit.

“Someone scared of a little danger? I guess you will have to keep quiet then if you don’t want anyone to know that prime fuck daddy is making you cum.” He leaned down biting into your left ass cheek causing you to jump and your hips to bite into the dryer. You pushed your hips back thrashing wildly, trying to slap the fuck out of him because of what he was saying and how he was acting.

“I don’t want you Hoseok! Let me go- “You choked back a gasp as you felt his slender finger into you. You paused, your mouth hanging open as he buried his finger to the knuckle and then deeper than that.

“Hmm?” Hoseok teased. “You were saying what?” He asked you circling his finger around inside of your wet pussy. He was amazed at how wet you were but he was far from complaining. He knew you had checked him out and it was confirmed by his friends as well that you looked him up and down but to be in this moment and finally have something he wanted, oh yes, he was going to milk you and make sure you never forgot who he was. “I said speak!” He ordered taking his long slender finger out of you to slap across your right ass cheek on the same spot to make the place sore and red again. “So, now you can’t speak?” He asked you as he rubbed your wet juices around your left ass cheek. He gave you four licks watching as your plump ass cheek jiggled from how he hit you with such force seeing the skin slowly turn red.

“I hate you.” You said slowly through clenched teeth, your knees lightly trembled and your hands pressed against the top of the dryer as you willed yourself to be defiant and not to give in to him though you wanted him so bad.

“Yes y/n by all means hate me baby girl.” He teased with a throaty laugh. His finger escaping inside of your wet pussy again feeling the warmth suck up his finger as he curved it slightly watching your hips lightly jerk. He moved it slowly in and out of you seeing the dryer move the upper part of your body slightly because of the vibrations. “That’s right I want you to hate me. Because this pussy is so wet and ready based off your hatred. I want to hear you say it.” He teased adding another finger inside of you laughing to himself as you shut your legs, your supple thighs becoming appealing and something he wanted to mark. Your ass looking like two round globes that he wanted to fuck into as well as your pussy that was looking so pretty and so wet pressed together. Your heat becoming inviting to him as he stretched you out hearing the wet lewd sounds of his fingers moving in and out of you.

“S-say what?” You asked continuing to hold your moans, but pants were in the wake as you tried to clear your throat and listen to him over the sound of your heart beating into your ears. He was stretching you out and it had been a while since you had fucked anyone but he was doing a damn good job. Curving his fingers and stroking your walls searching for the spot that would end all your bullshit with him. You wanted more, you wanted him to tear it up already but you weren’t going to beg him. As if he could read an ounce of your thoughts his thumb brushed against your clit causing you to release a slight whimper before your teeth clamped down on your plump bottom lip.

“That’s it.. I want you to tell me that I don’t make you wet. Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me I’m not the reason this pretty pussy is gushing with juices. Tell me that it’s not me causing all this water to fall down your legs. Tell me I’m not the reason your panties are so wet. Tell me that you haven’t been finger fucking yourself wishing that it was me.” When Hoseok said the last part, you froze and your mind went on high alert. Once he saw that he had you he gave a proud smirk to himself speeding up his fingers to thrust into different angles until he was hitting against your spot and he knew it was your spot because you brought a hand up to your mouth to cover your cries as your pussy sucked on his fingers. Hoseok leaned down pressing wet kisses up your spine moaning softly at how smooth your brown skin was against his lips. He kissed on your shoulder through your shirt before he leaned over you with his chest flush against your back releasing your hair he let his hand moved in front of you to grab at your hips and push you back against him, his lips against your ear as he exhaled a few breaths allowing his warm breath to fan across your heated skin.

“You think that you’re always quiet but I got news for you. If you time it just right and wait for maybe three to four in the morning when you think everyone is asleep. If I press my ear against your door. I can hear those faint whispers of my name. Hoseok don’t stop please.” He mimicked in your voice whispering your dirty secrets to you. “And do you know what that does to me?” Hoseok asked as he thrusted his fingers faster inside of you pulling and pushing them deep into your walls causing your legs to shake as your eyes rolled back. “Do you know how hard it is to not moan your name when I’m fucking someone else wishing it was you?” He asked biting down on your earlobe causing you to release a yelp of pleasure as your hips pushed down against his fingers in a needy manner. “I have wanted to tear this pussy up since the moment I first ever got to know all about you.” Hoseok admitted licking the shell of your ear. “So, don’t mistake this and think it’s just one night oh no baby. I’m going to make you and your sweet pretty pussy remember how it felt to have daddy stroking inside of you until this pussy cat was purring.”

Your whole body jolted form his words, you knew for sure you would cum. Your toes curled in your socks and you could feel the coil in your stomach as your mind blanked out and was only replaced with his name. But Hoseok was not satisfied with you yet, as if he wanted you to get caught he pulled his fingers from you causing you to whine and gasp as your hips jerked against air fucking nothing. Only the dryer was able to hold up your shaking legs as your high was so close to being there and you could feel only the trickle of your orgasm starting to hit you. Hoseok was satisfied with you, but you weren’t you looked back at him feeling your mouth dry at the sight. Through his sweats, you could see his bulge imprint against his leg, and his shirt was sleeveless and had the sides cut down the middle revealing his toned tan body. His brown hair was pushed back to reveal his forehead. You wanted him, and you were feeling your pride eat away at you but he was just standing there looking at you. Slowly he lifted his fingers to his mouth sucking off your juices moaning as he purposefully brought his tongue out to roll against his digits.

“Hoseok.” You started biting on your lip, you were nervous and you didn’t want to do this, but you knew your own fingers weren’t going to get you off. You were going to need him to finish the ache that was between your legs and he seemed ready to pounce whenever you said the word. When he didn’t answer you, your eyes drifted shut before you fisted at the hems of your shirt. “Please.” You stated slightly and he brought his fingers from his plump lips.

“Please?” He questioned eyeing you as if to tell you to go on.

“Please. Look. You know what I want. And I don’t want anyone walking in on us. Let’s go back to my room. I won’t fight you anymore. Just not here.” You tried to reason with him. He seemed unsatisfied with your answer. “Whatever you want Hoseok. Even if it’s to go to your room.” You pleaded covering your quivering heat as he seemed to eye that the most, his eyes rising slowly over your figure until he locked eyes with you, the air around you becoming thick to slice.

“Whatever I want.” He repeated as you nodded your head. “I want you to get on your knees and use your mouth.” Hoseok stated knocking your hopeful smile to a frown.

“Excuse the hell out of me?” You questioned him.

“You heard me right. On your knees, taking my dick between those plump lips and showing me that it’s worth more than shit talking.” Hoseok stated leaning against a table that was used for folding clothes.

“Please you got me fucked up.” You rolled your eyes and he shrugged watching you.

“Fine then have fun getting yourself off.” He called out pulling out his phone to find some porn and finish his job, it was going to suck but he knew how to control himself and he wanted to control you.

“Are you serious?!” You stomped your foot, watching him for a second. “What if-“

“Someone comes in?” He asked again rolling his eyes. “I knew you were dull at moments but I never thought it would be this bad. You keep wasting all this time talking about what if this and that but if you did what I ask or simply not played hard to get we probably would be in my bedroom right now fucking. So, the choice is yours, either you do or don’t.” Hoseok made it plain and simple. You were appalled. Staring at him for a second you weighed your options but what did you really have to lose? A reputation yes but so did he so it wasn’t as if you were in this long. And you knew that people washed late but they all stopped at a certain time so now it was just a matter of you being able to keep quiet. Seeing him there though you didn’t know when you’d get another chance. Swallowing a lump in your throat you reached for your pajama bottoms about to pull them up when he stopped you.

“Keep those bottoms right where they are unless you’re leaving. In that case have a good night.” He chirped in with a sweet eye smile in your direction. You couldn’t stand him; how could something be so cute and so fucking ready to make you choke in .03 seconds? Sighing, you walked forward until you were closing the distance getting on your knees. Hoseok had to admit he didn’t expect you to stay but seeing you on your knees in front of him, licking the outline of his dick was enough to have it twitching in the confines of his boxers. He could feel his breath hitch but he told himself to hold it in and not to break yet. You flicked your tongue at him, grabbing at the hems of his sweats your placed your cool finger tips against his skin, grabbing his boxers as well and you pushed them down to the floor in one go. His dick stood proud and tall, his tip pink and angry slight precum leaking from the head.

Your mouth watered at the size, he was big and had a thick girth but you could handle it. Bracing your hands on his thighs you licked around his tip capturing his attention. Hoseok acted as if he was bored on his phone, but he was secretly taking pictures of you teasing his tip. Flicking your tongue up and down his slit, nibbling on his head and opening your mouth to let him pass through your pink lips slowly. Once he got enough pictures he waited until you started to bob your head with just half of his length entering in your mouth to record a video. You were playing with him, only sucking half of him and hollowing your cheeks. He reached a hand down grabbing at your hair threading his fingers through it to feel your strands of hair on his fingertips. You were comforted by this but all too soon he changed the pace of things shoving your head down further on his shaft making you take more of him in. He groaned as you choked once, he could feel himself reaching the back of your throat as you choked. Catching the moment on camera was all he needed before he was ending the video and throwing the phone down on the table beside him. He spread his legs a little wider looking down at you with his mouth opening into a ‘o’ form he controlled your head making you move at a face pace and take him as deep as you could. He rutted his hips forward letting his balls slap against your chin and get wet from the spit that was falling past your lips down your chin.

“Mmm do you like that you pretty little thing? Do you like tasting daddy’s dick? You take it so well. I just love hearing you choke on it. Fuck look at that pretty mouth, I could fuck it all day until it was sore and you were hoarse. But I’d only switch over to pounding into your pussy next.” Hoseok teased, he rolled his hips holding your head down making you swallow around his shaft or he was changing the pace. He loved watching your face turn red, the way your eyes watered up as it got too much to handle. How your hands pushed at his legs sometimes or your nails dug into his thighs. Your little gag sounds mixed in with slight moans. You looked so beautiful to him always but seeing the innocent cocky girl on her knees just did something to him and he couldn’t explain it. Feeling your tongue roll under his shaft and press against his sensitive veins was like heaven.

You tried to please him as much as you could. Yes, he pressed his hips harshly against your mouth, your jaw was slack with how you had to relax for him. But you could see yourself doing this for him again if he ever asked. The sex faces he made was satisfying, how he grumbled in a deep voice and said vulgar things to you. How the sweat started to form around his forehead as his eyebrows knitted together and he took in the scene before you. You were happy that you got him of his phone and paying attention to you and all that you could offer him. Your hand went up cupping his balls and playing with the sack as he face fucked you. That’s when Hoseok knew he had to stop you, it was like you were picking him apart when he should have been doing that to you. Hoseok pulled your head off his wet dick slowly, he was so hard and he needed you but he wasn’t done with foreplay yet and he had to get you back worked up.

“Stand up.” He commanded in a deep voice thick with lust. You heard voices that were faint and grew louder as people from the outside passed and either went to their room from somewhere or vice versa. Regardless it caused you both to pause and Hoseok was more than ready to defend you but luckily the fun wasn’t ruined yet.

He pushed you back against the dryer that was about to approach having less that fifteen minutes left before his clothes were done. Hoseok got on his knees taking your left foot out of your bottoms lifting it up and throwing it over his shoulder. “I want you to take your breast out of your bra and touch them for me. Play with yourself like I know you can.” He winked at you kissing up your thigh slowly. You hesitated but it seemed the more time he spent kissing on your body the less you could really think about as he approached your heat. Hoseok let his lips pucker up and blow air against your clit, darting his tongue out to press soft kisses against your lips as he watched you pull down your shirt and bra grabbing your breast and folding them for him. Your lip bit making his dick jump once again as your fingers roamed over your hardened nipples. “Spit on them.” Hoseok commanded licking up and down your lips slowly nibbling on your flesh. You obeyed, spitting on your breast though it was embarrassing. You did it until your nipples were wet enough that you could play with them for him, rubbing the spit in. Hoseok smirked latching his lips onto your clit sucking on it. His tongue pressed against the bud flicking it as he watched you pleasure yourself from above. He gripped at your ass cheeks pressing your hips close to his face moaning as his tongue went wild flicking up and down your clit at a rapid pace and soon he was teasing your entrance rolling his tongue around you steadily. He moaned against your heat shaking his head side to side eating you to the point you were sure people outside would hear what was going on from the sheer sound alone.

He slipped his muscle inside of you the wet long pink muscle tongue fucking you as he held your hips flush against his face. Your head rolled back as his hair tickled the top of your pussy and the lower part of your stomach. Your toes curled in your socks as your hips tried to jerk forward. You could feel the curving of his tongue as he explored your warmth claiming it for himself. Your hands gave up playing with your breast and you went to pull at his hair instead, the silk strands feeling good to touch as your nails grazed at his scalp. Your chest rose and fell from how much he pleased you, your mouth hung open but you willed yourself only to give silent cries, laying back against the vibrating dryer you focused on how it felt to have him flicking his tongue rapidly against your spot circling and flattening his tongue. Hoseok could eat you out all day he was sure of it, though his face was becoming wet with your juices he didn’t mind having to clean it up later at all. As long as he got to taste the sweetness and pull this reaction from you he would always try to get you to come undone under him. He pulled back slowly licking up your slit again, your fingers were locked in his hair but you slowly let it go so that you could look at him. Hoseok’s face was glistening with your juices that he drank up and he stood up slowly looking down at you before he wiped off his mouth. He turned you around and you went willingly pressing your hands back against the dryer. Hoseok heard the dryer shut off, but he only started it back up pulling your hips from the machine a bit so that he could angle you.

He lifted one of your legs up, letting the inside of his arm hold you under the back of your knee. He made you bend your leg, his free hand pressing his dick flush against your slit causing his hips to brush his member against your clit and back down. You concentrated harder on not moaning, he was teasing you again, the wetness from you given him heard was starting to dry up but your pussy did the trick of getting him wet enough to slide into you. He moved to position himself at your entrance and slowly he sunk himself inside of your pussy. Burying himself to the hilt, he watched as you leaned forward trying to adjust. He didn’t want to hurt you but he didn’t want you to have too much of a pause especially since you weren’t exactly safe from the outside world. Anyone could open the door at any time and you would both be screwed. Hoseok pulled out all the way before he slammed back inside of you, starting off a rhythm of going between slow grinding and quick body rolls. Your head swam with all thoughts of him and your heart seemed to stop every time he surged his hips forward. One of his hands resting on your hips he pulled you back to him seeing how your plump ass meet his flesh time and time again. He loved it, he just couldn’t hear anything from you and he didn’t like that. “Moan or I’ll stop.” He warned but of course you were too stubborn to listen so you didn’t do anything. Hoseok slowed all the way down barely moving inside of you.

“I find it extremely funny that you have become putty in my hands yet you refuse to moan for me as if you’re not enjoying this.” He commented with a scoff rolling his hips deep against yours causing his shaft to lightly graze your spot.

“Well I guess that I’m not putty, then am I?” You asked rhetorically giving him a reason to growl at you and not care about if you limped the next day or not.

Hoseok started to slam into you, bringing your hips back harder against his, he was thrusting into you so hard that he had to press your body against the dryer in fear that he would hurt you or cause you to bruise your hips from hitting the dryer every time he lurched forward. Hoseok smirked and switched the angle of his hips searching for your spot and when he found it he drilled it, his thick dick pounding into your wet greedy walls that was sucking him in and wrapping snuggly around him. He had no mercy on you, it felt so good but it stung as well. At how fast he was moving his hips against yours, you wanted him to slow down because you were going to start screaming if he kept fucking you like that. Your hand reached out to grab at him but you only ended up fisting at his shirt trying to push him back. Hoseok grinned at you doing an aegyo voice as he slipped his finger down to rub at your clit.

“Do you like that? Does it feel good to have daddy’s long fingers playing with this puffy clit as he fucks this pussy nice and deep? Look at how stretched out I made you baby girl. How good you swallow daddy in, I can just see how I’m slipping inside of this pretty pink pussy and it feel so amazing. Look at you so fucked and ruined against this dryer. What if someone comes in and sees you like this. Daddy’s fucking toy. Do you like being that?” Hoseok asked you rolling his fingers against your clit. You weren’t going to answer him but your mouth uttered the words and your brain just seemed to go with it.

“God yes.” You moaned out softly looking up in his eyes and he gave you a crooked smirk.

“Yes what baby doll?” He asked pinching on your clit causing you to yelp as your hips pushed back against his to some extent.

“Yes daddy! Yes, I love it when you fuck me. I love being your fucktoy.” You mouthed out as he watched you leaning forward to press his forehead against yours.

“Mmm fuck yeah baby. Do you like how daddy stretches you up?” He questioned and you nodded your head again answering.

“I’ve been waiting so long for this daddy. To have your thick dick inside of me, fucking my wet pussy and making me behave like a good girl. I love feeling your hips push against mine daddy. I love it when you treat me like this.” You whimpered, your bottom lip quivering as your stomach tightened up again.

“Yeah? You tried to disobey but you’re my fucking good girl. Who do you belong to? Say it!” Hoseok commanded harshly. His free hand reached up and he slapped the left side of your cheek slightly before he was choking you, pushing his hips harder against you winding in different directions and letting his body roll against yours. He bit on your bottom lip, your breath was mixing in as you moaned out for him a bit louder, his name falling from your lips in almost a silent plea and it released a growl from his lips. He kept up his ruthless speed though his hips were hurting and his legs were tired, he couldn’t rest until he got you off.

“Please let me come daddy. Please Hoseok. Please!” You begged him with what voice you did have left feeling your breast bounce up and down the vibrations shooting through your nipples and down to yours stomach.

“Tell me who you belong to.” He repeated once again allowing you to remember that you never answered him the first time. Your mouth dropped open as you started to approach your high, your insides starting to churn as your limbs were staring to tingle.

“You! I belong to you Hoseok!” You were pretty sure if anyone lived close to the room they heard you. Hoseok smirked proudly nodding his head as his fingers tapped against your pussy.

“Come for daddy then baby.” Hoseok pressed his lips against yours, initiating a makeout session that was slow and deep despite how he was pounding into your heat without mercy. The juices from your pussy was starting to drop down on your pajamas and the floor as your eyes drifted shut. He gave you a few more thrusts and you were cumming on his dick, moaning against his mouth as he sucked on your tongue and squeezed a little tighter on your neck. Feeling you grip him like a vice and make such needy sounds only helped Hoseok to reach his end faster. His balls tightened up as his orgasm approached him. His thrusts were becoming erratic and untimed as he kept searching for the high. He shoved his tongue into your mouth tracing everything as he buried his load inside of you, he made sure you took it all giving a few lazy thrusts to ride out your orgasms together. When he was done, he broke the kiss and let you go slowly allowing your body to once again shake against the dryer machine as you caught your breath. He sat there for a second before he started to dress himself back up and you seeing this did the same thing. Not a single word was uttered for a bit but you felt as if a weight had been lifted off your shoulder and you could go back to using only your fingers but not forgetting how he felt.

“So, I want you to take out my clothes fold them and bring them into my room after you put yours in the dryer.” Hoseok said casually getting a piece of paper towel and cleaning himself off as you laughed at him. He frowned looking at you watching as you looked back at him.

“You’re really funny.” You admitted stretching out.

“Who.. Said this was a joke?” Hoseok asked tilting his head.

“Well…” You thought about it for a second your old self coming back to view as the horny side of you had been satisfies. “We are not dating, we aren’t even friends so how can you make me do something like that when I don’t have a reason for it? You can go back to ignoring me and vice versa.” You pointed out to him. Hoseok gave a loud laugh as he got back on his phone causing you to frown.

“Y/n. I meant what I said when I said that tonight wouldn’t be the only night I fuck you- or quite frankly own you. You may not think it but we are friends. And you’re going to be my personal little chore doer and you’re going to get daddy off when he needs it.” He said patting his dick biting his lips as he reached forward to cup your breast causing you to slap his hand and push him as he walked towards the door.

“If I don’t agree??” You asked skeptical folding your hands over your chest as he opened the door.

“Then, everyone will know what happens when good girls finally give into fuck boys. And not to mention the great video deal a lot of people would want. I’m sure you’d make some guys rub ones out.” You frowned about to ask him what he meant but then he turned his phone towards you showing the video of you choking on his dick, the obvious sounds and insults being heard as he face fucked you. Your skin burned red from embarrassment as you wished sudden death upon the male. “Don’t be late baby. I don’t take too kindly to waiting.” Hoseok said wiggling his fingers at you as he shut the door and disappeared to his room leaving you to throw a tantrum kicking at the dryer and the washer.

Blind Musician

@redfirecatherinetodd I’m sorry it took so long but I finally did it!!

Request:  I love ur work. Do u think u could make a fanfic about Jason and a blind musician but she’s Damian’s friend so he won’t let them be alone and he spies on their dates or something like that. Please and thank you

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Being Damian’s friend was amazing. He was one of the few people who treated you like a normal person, but he was also extremely protective of you.

“Damian Wayne, I am positive that I can get to my piano on my own”

“tt, you might fall. You are unfamiliar with the terrain of Wayne Manor; I will not allow you to be hurt.”

You chuckle, “I manage to get around my own messy apartment just fine, I don’t know why you continue to doubt me”

“If you would allow me to move you into the Manor, I wouldn’t be concerned about your wellbeing. You would not be alone here”

You turn blind eyes on your best friend, “And how would I be able to get around this huge place, I might fall down the stairs”

“Then let me move you into the penthouse! Your apartment has stairs as well! What if you fall down those!”

You roll your eyes, smacking his ankle with your cane. “Just take me to the piano, Dami, before I beat you with this cane”

You can hear Damian growl as you start to walk forward on your own, using your cane to find the leg of the piano, “Y/N!”

Sliding into the seat, you place your fingers over the keys. That’s the good thing about pianos, no matter which one you’re at, a piano is always the same. “Will you write the notes for me? I’ve been working on this for a while, but I just need it written down”

“Of course. Give me a moment to get the sheets. Stay here, the Manor is too large for you to wander around in.”

You wave your hand, dismissing his words. You started to play, the music absorbed you, cradling you in its notes. Music was your one escape, the onetime where no one pitied you for being blind. You were so absorbed in the music that you didn’t hear the door open, or hear that person lean against the wall to listen to you play. Ending the song with a flourish, you let the last note hold out for an extra second.

“That was amazing” You let out a shriek at the unexpected noise.

“Y/N!!” Damian burst into the room, “Todd! How dare you intrude!”

“Damian! Don’t hit me! Shit! I didn’t know I was intruding!”

There were sounds of a fight, papers fluttering to the ground, and the sound of fists hitting flesh. “Damnit, stop!”

“Y/N, are you alright?” Damian asked, you can hear him standing up and making his way over to you. He purposefully steps heavy, just so you can hear him.

“I’m fine! Why did you attack him?!” You turn on the bench, “Are you alright, sir?”

“Name’s Jason, sweetheart. Damn Damian, you hit hard” The other man, Jason, walks up to the bench, “I heard you playing, it was beautiful. I-I’m sorry for intruding.”

You blush. No one other than Damian had heard you play an original piece. “Um, thank you. I’m sorry that Damian hurt you. You – you can listen anytime you want”

“Todd has no appreciation of musical instruments. I doubt he is truly able to appreciate your brilliance”

“Are you saying my music isn’t worth appreciating? Because he obviously enjoyed my playing”

“You know that isn’t what I meant. I do not want him to take advantage of you. Todd has never been good at being gentle with anything”

You roll your eyes, “I don’t need to be handled with kid-gloves, Dami” You stick your hand out, waiting until Jason takes it before talking, “It’s nice to meet you, Jason. My name’s Y/N”

Jason chuckled, “It’s good to finally meet you. We’ve been wondering where Damian runs off to on the weekends”

“That would be to my apartment. He says that he needs to escape from his crazy family, and with how easily you two just started a fight”

Jason chuckles, “Well, he did attack me. I have to go, Alfred needs my help in the kitchen. I’ll see you two at dinner”

You smirk, “Was that a blind joke? ‘See you at dinner’?”

Jason sucks in a sharp breath, “No! Nonono! I promise it wasn’t! I didn’t mean to say that! I’m so sorry!”

You burst into laughter, “I’m just kidding! God! Don’t take things so personal!”

Damian snickers, “She does that all the time, don’t mind her. She likes to use her inability to see to make people uncomfortable”

You grin, “It’s the only way to get people to realize that I’m not some delicate flower. And come on, that was funny”

“It was pretty damn funny” Jason mumbled.

After dinner that night you were invited over to Wayne Manor a lot more. Bruce likes that you didn’t let Damian get away with everything. And you enjoyed spending time with Jason, you hoped that he would want to spend more time with you.

Your doorbell buzzes, “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. It’s Jason, can I come up?”

“Sure, ill buzz you in”

A minute later there’s a knock on the door, “It’s me!”

“Hey, Jay. This is a nice surprise” You pull him into a brief hug, and shut the door behind him.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, I just wanted to check up on you”

“I forgot to respond to your text! Is that why you’re here?”

“Well … yeah”

“You’re almost as bad as Damian!” you laugh, “I’m sorry I worried you. I lost my phone and can’t seem to find it.”

Jason rolls his eyes, “Well, let me find it, and I’ll get out of your hair”

“You don’t need to leave, Jay, you can stay for a while. I could really use your input on a new song”

“I’d love to stay. I actually have something to talk to you about”

“Let me make some tea, and then we can sit down”

Once the tea is boiled and poured, you reach out to touch Jason’s arm, “What was it you wanted to talk to me about?”

Jason clears his throat, “I … um … I wanted to know if you’d want to go out to dinner … with me?”

“Like a date?”

“Yes”

You grin, “I’d love to go on a date with you!”

“How about Saturday? I’ll pick you up at 6:00?”

“Perfect!” You reach out and wrap your arms around Jason

“Now I really do have to go now, Y/N. I was supposed to meet Dick 30 minutes ago.”

You pull back, “Alright. Were you really that upset that I didn’t text you back?”

“Damian and I have been talking about ways to make sure you’re safe. I guess his paranoia has started to rub off on me”

“I was painting, and I lost my phone! Between you and Damian! You guys are ridiculous!”

Jason pulls back, “You paint?”

You chuckle, “Of course I paint! I paint and I play music! Those are some of the few things that ‘optically challenged’ people can do! Do you know how hard it is to get a job when you’re blind?”

“No one’s ever mentioned your painting before, not even Damian”

You blush, “He doesn’t know, I haven’t even showed anyone my paintings other than buyers.”

“Can I see them?” You nod and walk into your guest room, gesturing to the paintings that are scattered all over, “Holy shit they’re beautiful!!”

“Really? I don’t know that they look like, one of my buyers said that they look like galaxies”

“God, how can you be so talented!”

“I’m really not, Jay, but thank you. Didn’t you say you had to leave?”

“Um, yeah, I do. Can I come in here and take inventory on these, I can help you sell them?”

“I would love that! It would help me so much. But I can hear your phone blowing up, Dick is probably pissed that you’re blowing him off”

Jason chuckles, “I’ll see you on Saturday, I put your phone on the charger. I saw about 6 texts from Damian, so I would expect him next”

“Good! He can help me pick out a dress to wear!”

Jason chuckles and heads to the door, “Good bye, Y/N”

You lean up pressing a kiss to the side of his face, you hope it was his cheek, “Bye, Jay”

Jason was right. Damian showed up at your apartment about 10 minutes after Jason left, in a complete panic.

“Y/N!!!” He shouted

“How the hell did you even get in the building?!” You yell back, “Please tell me you didn’t break in … again!”

“I climbed in through the window, so no, I didn’t break anything.”

You hum, “I’m fine by the way. I just lost my phone. Jason freaked out too, so he stopped by and helped me find it. He also asked me on a date, Dami!!!”

“He what?!?!”

“He asked me on a date!!” You dance around in a little circle, “I need you to help me pick out a dress!”

Damian doesn’t answer right away but you assume that he is still across the room, so you startle when he grabs your arm, “You are allowing yourself to be courted by, Todd!?!?”

“Yes, Dami. We are going on a date. What’s the big deal?”

“Do you know who he really is?!?” Damian growled.

“Yes, Red Hood”

You may not be able to see it, but you know that you managed to shock Damian, “H-How did you …?”

“Did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out? You come into my apartment through the window, and you are wearing armor and a cape. I know you’re Robin, and I assume Bruce is Batman, Dick is Nightwing, Jason, who’s the black sheep of the family, is the Red Hood, but I haven’t figured out who Red Robin is, I haven’t met your other brother. What was his name? Tom?”

“Tim”

“Ah, yes, Tim”

You can hear Damian sit down on your bed, and you turn back to the closet, “How did you know?”

“Your footsteps around different when you’re I uniform, Jason smells like gun powder, Dick isn’t around here much and neither is Nightwing, with Bruce I just kinda guessed”

“Oh, alright, those are reasonable conclusions. Which dress do you intend to wear?”

“I was thinking the green one”

Damian hums, “I prefer the dark purple one.”

“I do like that one” You murmur, “What if I wear it with the amethyst necklace you got me last year?”

“You would look beautiful. I will make sure that Todd takes you to a respectable restaurant”

“That sounds great Dami, now you need to go. Don’t think I forgot that you have a meeting with the Board at WE”

Damian groans, “I had hoped to avoid that meeting”

“Nope! You have to go! I need to continue composing my song”

Damian groaned, but walked to the door, “I shall see you Saturday before your date. I shall help you get ready”

“Thanks Dami! Have fun at your meeting!”

The date so far was amazing. There haven’t been any lulls in the conversation, and you were enjoying each other’s company. The appetizers had just arrived when Jason startled you with a groan.

“What is it?” You ask, confused.

“Damian just walked in. I knew he wouldn’t let us go on a date alone”

You can’t help but burst into laughter, missing the glares that were shot in your direction, “Please tell me you’re joking. He’s really here?”

“Yes, and he’s glaring at me. I feel like he’s going to attack me”

“He won’t hurt you, I promise. Isn’t that right Damian? Because I know you bugged me, and I know you can hear me. Nod your head for Jason, Dami”

“Oh my God, he just nodded! How did you know he bugged you?”

“I’ve known this necklace was bugged and had a tracking device in it since he gave it to me. It’s why I keep it in a special box when I’m not wearing it”

It’s Jason who bursts into laughter this time, “Oh that’s rich! You’re amazing you know that?”

Taking a sip of water, you try to cover up your blush, “Thank you”

“I really how you’ll agree to go out with me again”

“I’d love to, as long as you don’t mind my tail. I doubt he will ever let us go out alone”

“I don’t mind. I want to take you to the orchestra for our next date”

“I would love to go to the orchestra!” You clear your throat nervously, “and maybe you’d like to come to one of my concerts?”

Jason places one of his large hands on top of yours, “I will always say yes to hearing you play, you’re my favorite musician”

You giggle when Jason lifts your hand to him lips, placing a gentle kiss against your knuckles, “Good, because I like it when you listen”