why are your faces the weirdest

top 10 phan moments that make me wanna rip my heart out

yeah, just ten moments among hundreds, let it be part one or something. tell me what i’ve missed because i want more suffering in my life.

10) mind control.

i mean, i appreciate the subtlety. i crave those tiny moments that you only notice when someone points them out to you. but this! you can’t miss this one, this moment is shoved down our throats. this is so “i’m allowed to do that to you, to be in your personal space, and gaze into your eyes for no reason, just because i want to”. and phil’s face in that moment, so much joy and mischief, he claps his hands and gazes back.

9) chest touch.

drama queen howell strikes again, it hurts to rewatch it srsly, why is he so extra? but what is phil doing ladies and gents? he slaps his chest in the weirdest way possible, he brushes it, it’s like he wants to shove him but reassuringly and the movement happens so fast you have to pause for a second to comprehend it. that sweet gentle boy is so fond of dan’s unnecessary commentary and yeah, it completely distracts us from what dan is saying at that moment.

8) feel my heartbeat.

was that necessary, really? like, i don’t ask my friends to feel my heartbeat when i’m scared, that was such a “horror movie at first date” bullshit, that’s not what people do?? and when dan does feel that beautiful hummingbird heart, phil just covers his hand with his own palm because yes, you gotta feel it very close, no air between your hand and my chest. dan immediately looks into the camera to show us that yeah, i know you’re there, nothing strange, and makes a comment about phil dying. wow.

7) phil the delivery man.

i don’t know what to say. it’s so simple but why does phil have to make such an act of bringing dan his charger, why does he talk in that stupid voice?? they have a banter, and then phil FIXES DAN’S CHARGER FOR HIM, like what?? who asked you to do that? where’s my IT guy au (literally, he’s got glasses, look at him). and before he leaves he plays the piano that nerd, what an attention seeker, and then bows!! is he tipsy? did he have a pre-liveshow orgasm or something? dan laughs fondly and it’s all i need in the world.

6) child beer.

what’s happening and does it even matter. phil’s hiding on the floor, but why? to surprise us? eh whatever. so he’s got that magical japanese powdery stuff and he wants dan to taste it. the biggest problem for me here, ahem, i mean the thing that just kills me every time is that phil spends the whole time (eight minutes) on his knees and he looks so cute when he makes that beer, holds it close to the camera, and then lets the foam sit so dan can have the ultimate child beer experience.

it reminds me of that hot chocolate video, where he does something so trivial but he’s so gentle and loving about it. i still don’t understand why they didn’t do a simple taste test like bros, but phil had to make it for dan, he wanted to see his reaction. and then he tries it as well, touches the glass rim with his lips at the same place where dan’s mouth just was (gross).

and i just can’t ignore how that boy sneaks past dan’s room after that, he’s playful, he stops to say that he googled something and dan was wrong, and domesticity, i wanna die.

5) sleeping phil on tour.

i kinda wanna talk about the angle here because i don’t understand how it was filmed (camera is pretty static, dan’s hand reaches from the side, not behind), but i don’t know if it matters here. what matters is how gentle dan is. of course, he starts with classic nose tickling, which is what “messing with a sleeping friend” usually implies, but then he frees one strand of phil’s hair and just lets it fall. wow, fantastic prank, dan.

and let’s separately discuss that pout/kiss phil does after he opens his eyes. i know you want a slow mo replay, so here we go:

that’s what i call “im gonna stay asleep but i love you”. where’s the nearest cliff so i can fling myself into abyss?

4) the look.

context what context. why did they keep it? why did they put it on fullscreen instead of hiding in the corner? two full-length looks dan, really?? you know what he looks like, why do you have to examine him like that in front of us you slut. and it just passes, without acknowledgment, they just turn back at us simultaneously and I’M STILL DEAD at that moment, i don’t care what happens next.

3) snoot. proot. (i just filmed you doing that)

i don’t even care what it was. something about piano sounds or whatever, but this video haunts me. THERE’S SO MUCH TO IT. first, phil is lying on dan’s bed (at least in the official version it’s dan’s, not mutual), just chilling?? and dan’s working i guess. so they are not actually doing something together but it’s a cozy evening, why would they spend it in different rooms? dan says something, idk, and phil replies “yeah” in that deep voice I SWEAR i haven’t heard from him before. dan makes the sounds again, like can you believe he’s an actual dork in real life, it’s not an act, he’s actually the weirdest boy alive, and he so obviously doesn’t know he’s being filmed. because when phil says “i just filmed you doing that you’re so weird”, he’s so delighted, he laughs at himself, he turns around, his hair is pushed back omg they are both so sleepy and i rejoice. i think this video gives us a rare but fantastic insight in their everyday life, phil must be keeping so much silly videos like that on his google drive and we never get to see them BUT SOMEHOW he posts this one, probably because dan is cute and he wants everyone to know it.

2) you loved it. you wanna do it more.

so, yes. you know this one. where do i even begin?? they play this dragon quiz and then 1) phil says “you loved it” in the strangest voice, like the voice we never hear from him, it’s deeper and quieter, he looks at dan even though dan’s not looking back; 2) dan is looking down as if he’s fiddling with an ipad or something, it’s almost a bts moment, something they would usually edit out. AND THEN THREE SECONDS OF SILENCE while dan kinda processes what’s going on and phil still looks at him expectantly. seductive as fuck. and now this quiet “alright”, i’m just… dan looks like he’s gotten the hint, so he’s a little embarrassed and they share the softest laugh. 

the thing is, we know how often phil makes sexual innuendos and dan always reacts the same way: he looks into the camera, he throws a witty comment in, he puts it on display to show us that there’s no intimacy in that moment. but not this time. i don’t understand why they didn’t edit it out. i just… don’t.

1) pantless liveshow
this is the ultimate. this is the weirdest and the most awesome thing these two gave me and i’m not even sure what can top that. the moment when phil decides to grab the humidifier and show us, he looks at the screen, says “one second” and stands up very awkwardly while dan turns the laptop away from him and makes the weirdest “how you doing” face. 

WHAT THE FUCK. did they think we were so used to them weirdos that we wouldn’t even notice that shit? but fuck, they do it again, they want to show us the spray and dan goes “should i go get it? you have to do phil’s corner”. like, i can’t function, i honestly can’t. AND THE WORST PART is when dan returns and we can see him covering his legs with a blanket just too fast like it’s not that cold boy come on.

i have no explanation and i have every explanation. i don’t deserve all this suffering.

The Lightning Thief Musical Songs + Favorite Lines
  • Strong: Normal is a myth, everyone has issues they're dealing with.
  • The Minotaur/The Weirdest Dream: Oh look, a strange man in a Hawaiian shirt.
  • Their Sign: Well, I want my birthday cards and fishing trips, child support and homework tips.
  • The Campfire Song: I hope he shows even a trace CAUSE I'VE GOT SOME CHOICE WORDS TO THROW IN HIS FACE!
  • The Oracle: (just the whole prophecy part tbh)
  • Good Kid: AND NO HOPE AND NO MOM... She’s taken away.
  • Killer Quest!: We're gonna march straight down to the gates of Hell! —Underworld. —Close enough.
  • Lost!: I don't wanna die in the Garden State!
  • My Grand Plan: You better wise up, 'cause I'll rise up, BRING ON ANY CHALLENGE!
  • Drive: Why, my brother and I arrived just yesterday: May 1st... 1939!
  • The Weirdest Dream Reprise: Remember what these god's have done. Remember Thalia.
  • The Tree on the Hill: Maybe if I'd been a little bit braver, maybe if I stayed behind to fight, but maybe doesn't let me go back and save her, maybe doesn't make it all right.
  • D.O.A.: You ain't ever gonna save what matters, you ain't gonna protect your friends, you ain't ever gonna be remembered.
  • Son of Poseidon: You're the two best friends this screw up ever had.
  • The Last Day of Summer: I'll do anything, I don't care if I hurt anyone, it doesn't pay to be a good kid, a good kid, a good son.
  • Bring on the Monsters: I'll be back next summer, I'll be back next summer.

As the TV Played.

Peter Parker X Reader

Summary: Peter can’t ever pay attention if you’re around.

Warnings: Probably a cuss word, knowing me. And some cute fluff

Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

Star Wars episode II played in the background as you commented on the effects of it all, putting in your opinion on everything you possibly could. Though Peter wasn’t really listening. No, he was paying attention to how your lips moved when you said vowels, or how your face scrunched up whenever something violent showed on the screen. He saw how the light shone on your face, perfectly highlighting the best parts of your face. Your hair was pulled back messily, strands sticking out that he wanted to tuck behind your ears. Besides that, it framed you gorgeously, and he wondered why you didn’t do it more often.

He loved you. Yes, he loved his best friend. He loved every single upside and downside to you. He loved how passionate you got about the weirdest of things. And the way you smiled when you really meant it.

He lived for the times where you would visit him in the middle of the night, far past when everyone should be sleeping, and turn on the radio to some 80s channel, and ask. Ask him about literally anything. And when he wasn’t there, he would find you sitting on the floor next to his bed, sound asleep hours later.

He couldn’t help but fiddle with your hair whenever you sat close enough to him. It was so just soft, and he didn’t understand how it could get that soft. It smelled like rain and happiness. Which described you as best as humanly possible.

And the way you treated him. After everything, you always had his back. You knew right away when he was having a problem, and fixed it just by being yourself. You knew when to hug him, or have a movie night, or simply offer advice. You were there 24/7, supportive as always. And when he needed it most.

He appreciated the slim but amazing times you walked three miles to go to the best diner In town, laughing together until four hours before school. Spending too much money on the almost broken jukebox in the corner.

And god, he loved the way you looked at him with pure amazement, followed by, “I can’t believe you.”

He was mesmerized. Enchanted by your simple existence. He fell hard. And he was reminded of just how hard he’d fallen every time he looked at you.

He couldn’t fully understand why it was that you were friends with him. He thought that you were a thing that couldn’t possibly improve. Even your imperfections were beautiful. He didn’t know why you laughed at his jokes, because you were so much funnier. You were smart beyond your years, another thing he adored about you. Peter was craving to know: why him?

But he would never ask, in fear of losing you. If he lost you.. god. His world would crash right in front of him. Never had he put so much emotion into one person. He had never cared so much, or let anyone see him - every single side of him. You knew so much more than anyone else, and if it was suddenly gone? He couldn’t fathom.

“Pete? You okay?” you asked, snapping him out of his trance

“Yeah, yeah. Just…. admiring you.”

“Well, uh.. thank you.” You blushed, he could tell - a look he could get used to in the future.


a/n: well 

Originally posted by yutaejpg

  • ‘oh niCEEEEEEEEE’
  • okay but honestly he’s one of those guys that when you first meet they’re super duper sweet and polite and as you talk he hangs on to every word you say and is always smiling ☺
  • eventually you end up swapping numbers since both of you guys wanted to get to know each other better
  • when you guys text he’s such a softie by using emojis here and there and exclamation marks to show his emotions
  • ‘we should hang out soon!’ aka GO ON A DATE
  • so you guys do and first date is either talking at a café or just walking around the city, shopping and having fun
  • end of the date he hesitates whether or not he should kiss you but he decides not to because he wants to respect your boundaries and comfort zone
  • the kiss will probably happen around the 2nd date***
  • anyways, it just basically ends with a hug and him kissing you on the crown of your head heh
  • but like,, he’s such a cutie my heart swells HAHAUGUDH
  • whenever you’re down in the dumps he starts getting pouty and acting cute just to see the pretty smile on your face again
  • okay but such boyfriend material AAFFAFAF and also a real gentleman?? find you a boy like him-
  • he’d hold doors open for you, walks on the closest side to the car lane, pays attention to the small details you speak of, gives you his jacket etc…
  • he’d loooovveeeee holding your hands so much 
  • him cuddling as the big spoon is his favorite as well as your’s
  • everytime he thinks about you a smile automatically forms on his face and he sometimes looks like a complete idiot so the other members are like ‘jae wtf are you doing’
  • and he’s like ‘huh? hehe’
  • he finds a lot of things you do cute, even the weirdest things like… really weird
  • but that’s his little secret no one must know of 
  • actually he has a lot of secrets that’s why his dimples are so deep they’re full of secrets hohoho
  • sharing food a lot; if you guys go out to eat he doesn’t stick with the food he orders like he MUST steal your food too or else it’s breaking the laws of Jaehyun 101
  • he’s so shameless of showing his love to you to whoever 
  • jaehyun would be kissing you all over the face in front of the members as he hugs your waist and some of their faces are scrunched up while some are just straight faced as they judge
  • but in all honesty they’re happy for you guys and happy that jaehyun can be even happier because of you
  • your parents would love him so much ohmygod like p o s s i b l y more than you jkjk probably not
  • but he’s so charming and knows his manners your parents are like ‘are you sure he’s your boyfriend or are you paying him’
  • all in all jaehyun would just be a sugary cinnamon bun who just wants to cuddle you forever and ever as he shows you the never-ending and countless amount of ways to express his love for you (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ

Series: When you’re born, you can’t see a color until you meet the eyes of your Soulmate for the first time. Bangtan is known as one of the most infamous gangs around. This series will focus on the lighter side of things, their soulmates- Well, maybe they’re lighter. Maybe.

Genre: Angst, Mafia!AU, Soulmate!AU, Angst, Kind of Fluffy?, Lowkey Smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, mature themes, strong language, sexual themes

Word count: 5,906

Summary: There was no such things as Soulmates in Jungkook’s eyes until he met his own and came face to face with you. Could the Golden Boy of Bangtan have been wrong? 

Jeon Jungkook didn’t care too much about most things even if he excelled in them. His only care in the world a good amount of the time was about his gang, Bangtan. Other than that it was mostly when he would get laid next. The parade of random girls to come out of his home was almost a fun game for the other members to count as their faces would disappear forever.

Your skin was smoother than the last girl he had been with. It didn’t click in his head at first that he could now see the color green, but as he watched your eyes bore in his as he was eating you out it went off all at once. You didn’t dare say a word, he was making you moan too much to do so. He wasn’t sure you realized you could see brown now since the room was dark and with his inability to give a fuck, he didn’t say anything on the matter.

As soon as the sex had ended however, he realized you did know. His eyes had begun wondering your room for the color green to study it and he slowly learned things about you. There were medals covering the walls and pictures of friends and family littering them as well. He could infer your life was cookie cutter cute just by looking and as he pulled you against his chest, he heard your small voice speak. “It was Jungkook, right? That’s what the guy yelled before I pulled you out of the bar and we ran here.”

“Yep.” he was still a bit out of breath. For some reason you not addressing the obvious was making him uneasy as ever. He’d seen you talking to Yugyeom from another gang, GOT7 and he always loved to get what the other wanted. He thought of it as a game despite the other’s dismay. “That’s me. Jungkook.”

“Jungkook.” you repeated, your voice airey and cute. He could feel his heart almost flutter every time you spoke. “Kookie. Does anyone call you that?”

He chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair, “Yeah, yeah. My friends do to tease me. It sounds nice from you though.” He wasn’t quite sure why he was playing along at this point. Jungkook had this whole thing about Soulmates. He didn’t truly believe in them. He watched his parents suffer and fight for years despite being them and when they got divorced, he vowed he would have nothing to do with it.

Yet here he was, watching your figure disappearing into the grey blankets that maybe you’d mistaken as brown in the store. “Hey, put your number in my phone.” Suddenly in his hands was a nice phone with a pink case. Your screensaver was you smiling with a bunch of friends at the beach. The more he learned about you, the more sick to his stomach he felt as it churned around inside of him. However, it wasn’t enough to change his ways.

He punched his number in and carefully handed your phone back to you. His gut told him it was the right thing to do, but his brain instantly kicked in. The moment you were asleep soundly, he unlocked your phone with the code he’d watched you put in earlier and deleted his number. Then he left. Jeon Jungkook had no time for soulmates with the amount of affairs he had for himself and along with the Bangtan ones.

At a young age Jungkook was taught not to believe in any of this shit. Colors are colors and love is love. Two separate entities tied together by some fuck who decided it’d be funny to mess with people. The only love he felt (As much as he hated to admit it) was for the rest of the members of Bangtan. His mother was god knows where and his father called him once a month from whatever hell hole he was in, so Bangtan was it for him.

He arrived home at the crack of dawn and was quickly in the fridge. It was mediocrely stocked at the moment and the Maknae of the house had been swiftly avoiding going food shopping for the past few months. He just held it off long enough that someone got sick of it and eventually went. Normally it was Hoseok’s girl who did it and Jungkook had come to see her as a maternal figure. Their relationship made him want to believe in love, but the only thing he felt for that girl last night was heat. He disregarded any form of a spark as something minor even if the passion was alive in the night.  

Jungkook wasn’t too good at cooking and it didn’t seem as if anyone was home that he could guilt into making him breakfast. He settled for some Lucky Charms that were going stale at this point, but he didn’t care too much. There was a moment where he almost ate the baby puffs that lined an entire cabinet, but opted out. He’d get in a lot of trouble if he tried to take his youngest in the house title back in that way.

He ended up eating more than he probably should’ve, but the guilt didn’t eat him alive. He figured that he should probably replace everything he ate, but he knew he wouldn’t. Time had almost slipped away as he didn’t even hear the footsteps of someone waking up to greet him. It was Namjoon, the leader of Bangtan. He greeted the younger with a corny smile which quickly turned into confusion at the fine cuisine that laid in front of Jungkook.

“How lazy are you?” he snickered and took the seat across from him, “You reek like alcohol and I suggest you shower before anyone else gets up.” Jungkook shrugged and continued to stuff his face, almost devouring the entire box of cereal. “When did you walk in?”

“Like an hour or two ago.” he responded after swallowing a spoonful of marshmallow, “Yo, the weirdest thing happened to me last night.” Namjoon twirled his hand for the other to continue. “I met my soulmate or somethin’. You know green’s a really boring color? I thought it’d be cooler.”

The leader of Bangtan choked on thin air. “And then why are you here?” The two made eye contact for a moment. While Namjoon was shocked, Jungkook’s face read disgust. “Oh, your dumb little fuckin’ thing. Dude, c’mon. Just cause your parents lied to you doesn’t mean it’s the end of Soulmate’s for you as you know it.”

“Lied? You think so?” Namjoon nodded. “I don’t give a fuck. I like my lifestyle. No strings attached.”

“Call your Dad and think your shit through, JK. Don’t break this girl’s heart because of your shitty shit. Don’t make her a straggler when you’re completely able to be there for her. She’s healthy and stuff, so give her a chance. I bet when you fucked it was awesome.” He laughed at the last part and left the room.

This little speech should have sent Jungkook into his thoughts, but instead he was focused on the smell that he’d just realized was around him. He made a sour face and cleaned off the bowl, putting it on the side of the sink instead of the dish washer. He heard people moving through the large home and basically sprinted to the bathroom so he wouldn’t have to take their shit about him smelling all day.

Upon entry to the bathroom, he locked the door and pulled a towel out of the cabinet. He placed his phone on the charger that he conveniently left in there and started running the water so it would be hot enough for him to get in. Jungkook was so intent on being annoying in any way that he could that he connected his music to the speakers that lined the walls. It was almost 9 am now so most of the people in the house should’ve been up by then.

His clothes basically peeled off of him but before he could step inside, a thought lingered in his mind about his talk with RM. “Call your dad.” Kept playing through his mind and he simply wondered how Namjoon could know more about his family than he himself. So, he shot his Dad a text asking if they could meet up for lunch today. He hadn’t seen him in a few months, but this definitely wouldn’t be too shady.

Bangtan had been around for about ten years now and Jungkook was 23. He kept in contact with his family to an extent, but he kept them at odds. He never really forgave his mother for leaving or his father for being distant, but somewhere in his deep heart he cared a bit. His childhood home was always toxic and he hated being there.

His father drank a lot and from the tabs Jungkook had been keeping, he was sober now. It’d been a couple of weeks for him and he felt a bit of pride about his father’s state. As much as he had tried to be a good Dad when he was younger, he found home in his friends. He was the youngest of the group and had become friends with them during elementary school.

Jungkook was a popular kid, but everyone has their bullies. One day a bunch of older boys had seen his father piss drunk in the middle of the day and recognized him as Kook’s dad. They were picking on him when his Dad didn’t get him from school and he instead had to walk home alone. Jimin was taking the same route home from school and even though he was shy, he helped the even shyer boy out.

Then after the two got their asses kicked, they became friends. Jimin had been Taehyung’s best friend and Yoongi was Taehyung’s mentor in some school thing from years ago. Hoseok and Namjoon were Yoongi’s two best friends and Jin was best friends with Joon. The seven of them being close just fell into place and the intense family bond they had shone through in any situation. They followed each other aimlessly and thus, Bangtan was created as well.

During his loud shower, Jungkook’s phone buzzed a multitude of times. He ended his shower early because the slight buzzing he could hear through his music was annoying him to no extent. He always managed to get ticked off by the simplest things and as of late his tolerance for such things was depleting

He patted himself off and wrapped the white towel around his waist. He had some fear of getting any kind of water on his electronics even though he was extremely dumb about them. He constantly had drinks around his super computer in his room and speakers lying around the pool and his phone was always in places it probably shouldn’t be.

His father had texted him a multitude of times, extremely excited about Jungkook reaching out. Kook just rolled his eyes at the emojis and exclamation marks, but a little part of him was happy that his father was getting better and actually cared.  The little part of him that wasn’t concerned about the meeting he had tonight for new weapons with Big Bang.

They’d agreed to meet up at a restaurant near his father for lunch in about an hour and a half which meant Jungkook had to leave soon. The new place he was living was a lot further from the Bangtan Base and he knew he didn’t want to be late. He needed to know why his leader knew more than him. Allegedly.

Jungkook was a simple guy when he wasn’t trying to pick up girls. The basic white shirt and black jeans combo was what he normally went for. Today he paired it with a double pierced hat and sunglasses to mask his tired eyes. He’d slept a bit with you the night earlier, but it wasn’t enough for him.

The bed was emptier than it had been a few hours ago and upon waking up you sighed at the sight. You figured he was too good to be true. Jungkook. Your soulmate had been lying next to you hours ago and now he was gone without a goodbye. He seemed distraught upon the awakening, but you couldn’t exactly depict why. It picked at your brain as you got ready for work, but you decided not to let it bother you.

After coming to that conclusion, you continued to let it piss you off. What the fuck could you have possibly done wrong to make him erase himself? Literally fucking nothing. The night was pretty magical in your eyes and the sex was amazing, if anything. The sparks that protruded around the room as you moaned his name into the night had you excited about the future, but now it was nothing.

It simply played through your mind as you showered to get ready for work and you just got consecutively angrier. Meeting your soulmate was always something you had looked forward to in your life. Everyone around you was happy and in a relationship basically and you were constantly teased for your lack there of. Most people had found their soulmate before their twenties and here you were at 23, alone.

So, you did the next best option. You slept around a lot but vowed to stop once you found him. Now, you weren’t too sure about that. Once you got out of the shower you even discovered that he had removed his number from his phone and you couldn’t help but to feel like pang of pain hit again.

Before you left for work, you checked your mailbox with the usual bills downstairs. Except, there was a note inside of the box. It was a handwritten note on a napkin that had the logo of the bar you’d stayed at the night before on it. “I’m here for you next time.” it was written with semi nice handwriting and sighed, “Yugyeom” with a heart and a phone number next to it.

The thought that he had followed you and Jungkook back to your place didn’t even cross your mind as you texted him “Haha, the note was cute.” It was still fairly early so you didn’t exactly expect a reply, but as you got into your car to drive to the office building you worked in, your phone vibrated. “Says you.” It read and you could almost hear the smirk in his voice.

Last night, you’d spoken to the two boys together for a while before heading to the bathroom. When you’ returned, Yugyeom was gone and Jungkook was just the right amount of hot to take you home. You weren’t quite sure why you hadn’t made eye contact before that intimate moment, but you wished you had so you weren’t completely asleep when he left. The thought that he may not have even slept with you crossed your mind as well, so you were happy it didn’t happen back at the bar. The sex was probably some of the best you’d ever had.

Jungkook found himself sitting at the restaurant alone about twenty minutes after his father and himself had decided to meet. He decided to take the time alone to talk to all of the female staff that seemed to be making eyes at him. He knew he was attractive and so did the rest of the world.

He sat twirling a fork in one hand and his other was draped over a chair as he just made eye contact with everyone to pass by his table. Almost each woman stopped and asked if he needed anything, but they made sure to check if he was waiting for a date or not. He laughed off the notion and simply winked, telling them he was fine each time.

His father walked in right on queue at the half hour mark when Jungkook was debating walking out. He apologized profusely for the wait and blamed it on the traffic. He offered to pay for the meal to make up for it, but his son shrugged off the notion and said he could take care of it. After all, when you’re in one of the best gangs around loads of money tends to be one of the perks.

“So, what is it you want to speak about?” They had held small talk, but when the food had arrived his father cut right to the chase. He may have made some poor choices in the past, but he wasn’t slow in this sense. He knew his son. Well, he used to.

Jungkook was somewhat taken back by the direct approach and simply couldn’t decide which question to ask first. On one hand he could be blunt and ask why he could have possibly lied and on the other he could beat around the bush and ask why he was speaking to Namjoon. There was no question to which he would choose.

“Did you lie to me? Is mother not your soulmate?”

His father’s face sunk at the accusation and he immediately put his fork down to make eye contact with his son. “No, she isn’t.” Jungkook’s face fell. As much as he was forced to hate the idea of soulmates, he hated liars even more. “We were going to tell you the truth but then that bitch-” he caught himself as his son’s face  changed at the mention of his mother. “She left and I just wanted you to hate her. I wanted you to fucking hate her, but I didn’t mean to make you hate love. I was so trapped in my own shit I didn’t consider you. I apologize.”

“Then why the fuck are you talking to Namjoon about this and not me?” he snapped and slammed his hands on the table, breaking the vase of flowers that sat between them. His force caused all of the things on the table to jump and move.

“Kookie calm down-” his father tried to console his son as his face heated up, but they both knew he was past the breaking point.

“Don’t fucking call me that!” he was screaming now and the low keyness he held before was completely out the window. He threw the money for their meals onto the table and stormed out, his father at his heels. “You don’t get the right to after ruining a portion of my life! I forgave you for my childhood and lack of! This is something that I so sinfully threw out the fucking window and now I hurt the girl that I’m suppose to-” his voice broke as he neared his car and his emotions flooded through his entire being. “The girl I’m supposed to love! You didn’t get your happy ending and you just ruined mine.”

He unlocked his car and slammed the door, but his father stood right outside. “She died, Jeon Jungkook! My soulmate died and so did your mothers! Stragglers sometimes find a haven in each other, but this didn’t work and you can’t blame us for not working!”

The enraged man slightly rolled down the window as he back out of his spot and briefly held eye contact with the other. “Don’t speak to anyone in my life or I’ll ruin yours. I’ll destroy it more than you already have.”

Then he was gone.

He drove for hours before stopping. It was forced since he his car gas light was on. He recognized the area around him that he went to in his haze and it was near you. The apartment you two had been in together hours ago and the apartment he left you in. Instead of going to a gas station he pulled into a spot in front of the building and his long limbs walked him to the locked door to wait for your green eyes.

There was a chance you could be inside and there was a chance you would just run right by him, but even the small bit that he could apologize mattered. He didn’t want to end up like his father; A liar who couldn’t atone for his sins until he was approached. He didn’t want to be like his mother; A woman who just left the son she’d given raised for the past years.

Jeon Jungkook wanted to become his own person and that meant fixing his attitude. He’d blown off the weapons trade and turned off his phone to do so. If Bangtan wanted to find him, they’d be in his face within moments. They knew he was lost in his thoughts and had to find his way out alone.

It wasn’t until your green eyes were focused on another’s red hair as you approached the door. He store up with half lidded eyes as he watched you walk towards your apartment with none other than Kim Yugyeom. There was nothing happening between the two of you other than laughter, but Jungkook thought he knew better. No. He knew that fuck from GOT7 better than you ever would.

This was all apart of his game. All the other wanted was what Jungkook himself had, but you weren’t willing to give it to him. You didn’t know anything of their rivalry and just wanted a friend to spend your day with. Your plan was to watch some movies, while Bangtan’s finest knew about the other intentions in the red heads mind.

“Are you fucking joking?” Jungkook took long strides over and shocked you, causing you to jump behind your newly found friend.

“You vanished.” your eyes began to well with tears from the sheer emotion that your soulmate was displaying. You weren’t scared or anything, but you could just feel how hurt he was. How something was wrong.

“Well, I’m here to apologize.” his voice was sincere as he attempted to dodge around the taller to make the ever fated eye contact with you.

“And how do we know that for sure?” Yugyeom was testy and easily ready to take matters into his own hands to get what he wanted. GOT7 and Bangtan were currently on good terms, but Jungkook was ready to blow it all to make it up to her. Whoever she was, she was his soulmate and he wanted to learn more.

Jungkook met your saturated eyes and you could almost pass out from the intensity being lit in the area. Between you and him and between the two men you were with. “She knows.” Jungkook’s voice was strong, but you could feel the vulnerability within it and nodded. Yugyeom scoffed and his friendly facade faded back into his fuckboy one.

“Yeah, whatever.” he waved the pair of soulmates off and strode away with no other words. The lack of confrontation was unheard of, but there was probably some ulterior motive. Most likely Jaebum ordered him not to start unnecessary shit. Again.

“Why are you so upset?” you asked, quite unsure of why you were doing so. Yes, Yugyeom had made you feel better about the situation in a way. He’d told you that Jungkook was just some lonely boy from the rich side of town who always got what he wanted. It wasn’t necessarily true but it made you feel better about being ditched. Your question was followed by a brief mumble to yourself saying, “Why do I even care…?”

Jungkook ignored your latter comment and took the kind opportunity to walk over to you and wrap his arm around your waist. Some little thing inside you couldn’t find the anger you’d previously held to push him away and instead let the two of you into your building. “We can talk when we get upstairs.” he stated and held the door open for the two of you to walk through.

The walk upstairs was silent, but you could just feel the raw emotion emitted from his entire being. His touch was directly emulating the feeling towards your kind soul and you couldn’t help but want to make him feel better. Being someone’s soulmate was a big deal in your eyes and if he was willing to get passed what he’d done, you’d consider it as well.

A dark thought of if he did this right away, what was he capable down the road loomed in the back of your thoughts. The only thing scaring it away was the sheer desire to be loved by someone who was fully capable to do so. Who was destined to love you.

His eyes watched your every motion as you unlocked the door and quickly shed your shoes and coat to become more comfortable. He repeated your actions, already feeling at home. You made your way over to the couch and both took a seat. You attempted to create a space in the middle, but he wasn’t having it. He’d wasted all this time already that he couldn’t waste anymore.

There was a long sigh before he began to speak and anxiety rode high within it. “My parents-” he sighed again and began to tap his fingers along his own thigh. “I’m sorry for leaving you without a word.”

“And deleting your number.” you butt in, attempting to ease the tension with a light tone. “How’d you get into my phone anyways?”

“And deleting my number. The last part- is another time. I’ll tell you later.” you opened your mouth to speak again  but as he sighed you decided to hold your tongue. “I grew up my entire life thinking that this whole soulmate thing was a waste of my time. It was nothing personal to you and as I talk, I want you to slowly understand that you did nothing wrong last night. You were perfect.”

A light pink blush tinted your cheeks and you stood up, facing away from him. You glanced at him for a moment as you walked over to the kitchen behind the couch. “If it’s going to be a long story, we may as well have food and drinks. I’m starving and I can hear your stomach through your tears.”

“I haven’t cried.” he was quick to fend himself some from casual playing around. He just shot a smooth smile towards you and cleared his throat to continue. “My parents had gone on and on about how they were soulmates, but today I found out they lied to me. That’s the only way I can put this, truthfully. I don’t have much of a conscious left on me anymore and that’s mainly due to my line of work but you were just fresh on my mind in a way. It wasn’t like your naked body under mine was stuck in my thoughts or the way my name sounded from your pretty pink li-”

He shut off his thoughts about last night upon noticing embarrassed look your face gave and cleared his throat again as you stepped over with a bowl of doritos and soda. “Anyways, I didn’t want you to be upset. The image of you waking up alone this morning played through my head and god damn I wish I would have known sooner so maybe I could have been there.”

You tucked your knees into your chest and leaned against the opposite arm of the couch from him as he inched closer to rest his hand on your knee. “So you just want me to forget about it?” you held back the automatic intention of wanting to roll your eyes and instead just made eye contact with his glimmering ones. “Jungkook-”

“I love the way you say my name.” he interrupted and leaned above your legs towards your face to ensure that he could study the color within your orbs. “I loved the feeling that ran through my body just now. An overwhelming feeling of- love. I think it’s love. I don’t get too much of it outside of my ga- my friends. It’s a little foreign in this sense, but I felt it. I know you did too.”

Words weren’t really able to be formed in this moment and instead you held the eye contact that sparked your entire reason to speak to him. The feelings ran rampant in between the two of you and it was almost predictable that within the same moment you’d both lean in for a smooth kiss. You dropped the guard you had up (and your legs) and embraced the man who was hovering above you, lips connected with your own.

The kiss from a view was nothing special, but for the two of you there was a connection. He was trying to be genuine and make up for what he had done and it was apparent to you that anything to do with intimacy was his way of showing it. His lips were chapped and a bit rough, but it didn’t bother you in the slightest sense. You let your body relax as he completely moved over you, legs on both sides.

The kiss stayed sweet until he pulled away and began to place smaller ones down your body. The memories of last night flashed within both of your minds as he trailed his lips down your face and neck, stopping around the slight amount of cleavage that was exposed. Before anything else happened, he stopped and moved off of you.

Jungkook thought there would be more of a shock factor from the sudden break, but as little as you two knew, you were slightly in sync. He took his seat back on the couch and moved your body onto his to keep the skin on skin alive in his own mind.

“Why do you-” you sighed and he laughed, thinking of the many he’d just partaken in. “What is your job that you’re so cold?” you took the brief silence to move off of his lap and next to him again, much to his dismay.

“My job?” he let out a small chuckle and his eyes darted to his shoes that were kicking the carpeted floor. “What’s your job?”

“I work in an office in a tiny cubicle in the city. It’s nothing special, but it’s never what I thought I would amount to.” he turned his face towards yours and cocked his head to the left side as a question as to why. “I was an athlete when I was younger, you see. I was a freestyle swimmer, but I hurt my shoulder and was told I was no longer able to continue. At that point I was 19 and my life felt over. All my friends had careers and were with somebody- so I gave up on a career and took this job, hoping my Prince Charming would whisk me away.”

Your body language had changed as you spoke, now more droopy and closed in. As much as the past was the past, it still affected your present. It clouded your thoughts on the dark days and was a constant reminder that you were in a rut currently. As happy as your were with your beach days and nights out, you were alone. Hopefully that was over.

“Well, I’m no Prince Charming.” he slung his long arm around your tight shoulders and raked you closer to his body. “But I can try as hard as I can to give you some kind of happy ending. There’s a lot of things that I- I have going on in my life and within a day of knowing you I’ve blown it off. My job is an all of the time job, but because of that you can quit. You don’t have to work as long as I’m alive.”

You’d found yourself rested on his chest and your fingers were dancing across the fabric covering it. His breathing slowed as you looked up at him again after his words with a shocked face. “What do you mean? Jungkook, what do you do?”

He could feel his normal attitude shifting with just the tone of her voice and he knew as much as he was previously against it, he could see himself throwing so much away from her. She was the opposite of everything the Golden Boy had built himself up to be. She was pure and kind, but broken. He could sense she would drop anything for someone he cared about and he wanted to aspire to be like that. Instead, he was dangerous and everything she wished she could be.

“I’m in Bangtan.” with those three words, the scars she’d noticed last night made sense. The fresh ones and the ones that were faded all made sense. As you spoke of such dangerous matters, you position didn’t shift and instead you found yourself further inclined to be close with this man.

“Yugyeom too?”

“He’s in a different gang- Are you okay with hearing this? I’ve had friends whose girls have freaked the fuck out at the mention of the mafia and you’re just asking questions?” a chuckle slipped through his mouth and he kissed the top of your head. “God I wish I wasn’t so fucked up last night, I’ve lost some precious time with you.”

“Am I going to be safe?”

You felt his grip on you tighten and he just nodded. You knew from the slight breeze moving your hair without even looking. “I’ll make sure of it- but I want you to come home with me tonight. Everyone’s going to be mad at me, but I want to show them the gorgeous girl I ditched them for.”

“So I’m your scapegoat?” you couldn’t help but to laugh in the moment and he joined in as well.

“Ah, it’s partly that, but I don’t know what Yugyeom is going to do with the information you may have slipped tonight. He knows you’re my soulmate?” you nodded. “And where you work?” A predictable nod. “Then you’re definitely coming over tonight. As much as I like to pride myself on being the best in Bangtan- I’m definitely not the brains.”

“You’re the muscle pig.” you whispered, but he laughed at the words that breezed by his ears. You stood up and left him on the couch to go and pack a bag. There was something strange about the way you were acting. It was so unlike you to jump along into a foreign land you’d only heard about for a brief moment.

Before this, your whole life was built on paying it safe. You were good at swimming? Keep going. That got fucked up? Take the safe route and work in an office until someone comes along to make you their little housewife waiting at home. While that certainly wasn’t this situation, you found yourself playing into it as if you’d prepared your entire life for this moment here.

There were no calculations you found yourself acting upon and no regulations you had to follow. You most certainly hadn’t tried it, but this could be true love. The act of following so blindly. All you could feel was the danger lurking ahead, but you weren’t afraid. You weren’t alone this time.

“Y/N.” he spoke your name as the door to your bedroom was almost shut with you on the other side. “I’ll be right here when you get back. I promise.”

Author’s Note: Hey everyone! Now you get you know all about Jungkook too! Kind of. I hope you enjoyed this and I wanna say a big thank you for reading and following this series if you have been. I’ve been having some trouble writing it, but I’m enjoying it none the less. Please let me know what you think whether it be messaging me or replying to this! I’d love to know your thoughts and answer any questions.

Have an amazing day & expect more soon. 

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Teenage Dreams

A lovely anon requested: Prompt 8 & 10 with Archie Andrews, please? 💕

8. “Is there a reason your crawling through my window?” + 10. “I had the weirdest dream about you and now I can’t stop thinking about you naked.”

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Reader

Warnings: language (like a couple of swear words)

Word Count: 917

Tags: @coltcas


A/N: love for blushy Archibald pass it on~ 

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You’re in bed, reading the latest Stephen King novel before sleep. Admittedly not one of your best ideas, considering it has you paranoid, jumping at every noise you hear- who are you kidding: there is no way you’re going to get any sleep tonight. The suspense has reached a climax and you feel the tension in every single muscle of your body. The big unveiling is coming and-

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IMAGINE: Steve and (Y/N) broke up a while ago. Since they broke up, they managed to salvage their friendship. Steve, being Steve, decided to set her up with one of his friends. It was the right decision though wasn’t it? So why was he feeling all these emotions when he saw them together? 

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The road to love has its ups and downs. You may break up, move on, meet someone nice spend a few years with them…but eventually, you may realise that the person that you’re meant for you already dated them. Like the cliche, if you’re meant to be, you’ll find a way back to each other.

“I still cannot believe that you’re setting her up with someone!” Sam exclaimed as he loudly placed down his glass. “Natasha agrees with me.” The woman in question nodded as she too sat down. “I thought you guys were going to be together forever.”

Steve shrugged, sipping his drink, “I guess it wasn’t just meant to be.”

“Bullshit!” Sam yelled. “That’s utter bullshit.” Steve arched a brow and looked quizzically at his friend. “What? Look, everyone knew that you guys were great together and everyone thought that you would end up together. You seemed so in love with each other.”

Steve sighed loudly and readjusted his seating position. He took a deep breath once again, “Look Sam, (Y/N) and I were great together, but sometimes the road that you’re both on just ends because you’re just too different, or timing.”

“So if it wasn’t for timing you guys would be together?” Natasha asked.

Steve looked at (Y/N) who was now currently laughing with his close friend. There was something stirring deep down inside him and he didn’t know what it was. He looked at the people standing side by side. He smiled despondently at Natasha and Sam, without a word he raised his glass up and downed his drink.

The two friends looked at each other worriedly. Without another word, they too drank their drinks in solace.

“So are you ever going to call him back?” Steve asked as he poured her a coffee. He looked at (Y/N) who flipped her head to the side, she scrunched up her nose and shrugged. “(Y/N).”

“Steve,” she smiled as she picked up her coffee. “He’s a great guy.”

“If he’s such a great guy then why don’t you call him back?” He passed her a donut, and started eating one himself. Steve watched as (Y/N) silently took the donut and started picking at it. “Why are you picking at your donut? You only do that when you’re nervous. Wait…why are you nervous?” A second passed. “YOU LIKE HIM!”

She made a disbelieving noise and dropped her donut, “Psh! No,” she shook her head. “Definitely not.”

Steve dug out his phone, “(Y/N), I know you better than anyone could ever know you.” He slid the phone to her, “Now, call him.”

“I don’t like him Steve,” she replied back defiantly.

“Say his name.”


“Say his name,” Steve said again.

“Robert,” she spoke. Just as he was starting to doubt his theory, a small smile started appearing on her face.

“Aha!” He accusingly pointed a finger at her. “Call him.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and picked up the phone, she unlocked it and scrolled through the contacts until she found Robert’s name. She showed the dial screen to Steve, as soon as she heard Robert’s voice she started speaking.

As Steve watched his former love talking to her possible new love, he felt a small crack in his heart. He stood up straighter, wondering why he was feeling these emotions right now. Things were surely over them, wasn’t it? But as he watched as (Y/N) smiled and laughed at whatever Robert said, the crack began to get larger as time wore on.

“Why are you here when she’s over there?” Tony pointed to the dancefloor where (Y/N) was currently dancing with Robert.

“I’m not sure if you got the memo Tony, but (Y/N) and I broke up a year ago. They started dating six months ago.” Steve explained as he gulped down another whiskey.

Tony made his infamous disbelieving face. “So?”

“I’m not you Stark. I have morals.”

“Morals, shmorals. When it comes to true love, nothing matters except getting the person in your life,” Tony elaborated.

“You have the weirdest morals.”

“At least I’m not watching the love of my life be with someone else.” Tony to prove his point, looked to where Pepper was. Like the movies, she looked at him when he looked at her. She raised her glass and gave him a soft smile. “Go get your girl back before you see her walking down the aisle, and it’s not you she’s walking towards.”

Steve looked up to where (Y/N) and Robert were still dancing. How many dances were they going to do? “We’ve both moved on.”

Tony looked disbelievingly at Steve, then looked at the scene where the other man was staring. He looked back at Steve with a fond smile, “Have you though?”

“So you and Robert, huh?” He walked up to her, a glass of whiskey in his hand for her. She turned around from the balcony and smiled at him. Her hair flowing, he could see the goosebumps appearing on her skin. He passed her the glass and shook himself out of his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.

“Thanks Rogers,” she smiled at him and tightened the jacket around her. She looked back at the New York skyline, fixated on the twinkling lights. “Me and Robert.”

Steve coughed into his hand, “How are you guys going?”

She tilted her head from side to side, she took a sip from her drink. “If you put our relationship on paper then,” she blew out a breath, the air fanning her bangs to fly upwards. Steve chuckled at the action. (Y/N) swirled her drink around, pouting and then chugging it. She took the glass in her hand and started scratching the design on the glass.

He bumped his hips against hers, “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

(Y/N) looked at Steve, a small smile appearing on her lips. “Did you know that he hates it when I talk during documentaries, especially the nature ones? Or how I weirdly dance in public places? Or how I talk to my cats? ”

Steve smiled against his will. He remembered all of those weird quirks she had and more. He treasured all of them, well because, that’s what made her (Y/N). “Yeah, I remember.” He smiled at her, and she smiled fondly at him.

“Don’t you think that people should wait for the people who doesn’t just tolerate or tries to change you because of your little quirks, but actually kinda likes them? Smiles fondly because of them? Isn’t that the person you’re supposed to end up with? The person you wait for all your life?” There was an emotion in (Y/N)’s eyes that he’s only ever seen once before. Sadness.

He wanted to say something. This was the moment that could make or break them. That could make them have the future that they’ve always wanted together, or just be friends and always wanting that something extra. Steve took a deep breath and decided to go for it.

“Maybe the person that you’re waiting for is ready now.” He turned to look at the skyline, afraid of meeting her eye.

However he could see from his peripheral vision that she bit her lip. She put a finger on her lip, “I think he is as well. Although, I think he might need to wait a couple more weeks, there’s just something I need to do.”

Steve moved closer to (Y/N), “I’ve waited all my life for her. I think I can wait a couple more weeks, I mean we have the rest of our lives.”

He watched as (Y/N) laughed while on the dance floor. Steve felt his chest tighten as he saw her laughing carelessly.

Tony clinked his glass with Steve’s, “I have to say, kudos Rogers. Kudos.” Steve smiled at his friend, and for the first time they felt a bond between them.

Steve looked on as (Y/N) saw him staring at her, excusing herself she moved towards him. She picked up her dress and started walking quickly towards him. “Are you seriously going to stand here by yourself all night?”

Steve shrugged as he looked at her. She was beautiful under the lights, a small smirk on her face. “I want to dance with you, come on.”

She pulled his right hand, the object on her left hand glittering under the light. It was much like the lights he often looked at outside in the balcony. “I’ve already danced with you.”

“First dances don’t count,” she looked at him pointedly.

He laughed as he felt her pulling him towards the dance floor. “I have the rest of our lives to dance with you.”

She pulled him closer to her, her arm wrapping around his waist. They moved together as one. “But I want to have as many dances as I can with you Mr. Rogers.”

Steve smiled down at her, his left hand rubbing her back. The metal ring gliding across her back. “I promise you’ll have as many dances as you want, Mrs. Rogers.” She smiled the only way people truly in love smiled. Like they were looking at the person in their arms like they were actually the whole world.

They moved together across the dance floor, her hand that held the engagement ring he gave her five months ago, and the ring he gave her just a few hours ago glittering under the light. Without a doubt everyone knew that they were meant to be. Soulmates that found each other.

He tightened the grip he had on her. For a few moments in his life, he lost the one person that meant more to him. But as luck would have him, they found a way back to each other, and damn anyone who thinks he would ever let her go again.

🔺bastille emojis🔺

🎵When did you hear your first song by them? What was it?

⛺️Have you seen them live?

🎧What do you like about them and their music?

💿Favorite album?

🌎Favorite song from Wild World

🗣Favorite song to sing along to?

📼Favorite song off the mixtapes?

📀Favorite cover?

👤If you could only meet one member who’d you choose and why?

👀Craziest or weirdest thing you’ve done as a fan? 

💔Most underrated song?

🚫Most overrated song?

🛒How much of their merch do you own?

📸Post your favorite photo of each member. (or your fav of them all together)

🎸Favorite song to hear live?

🎻Favorite acoustic song?

📝Favorite interview?

💕Which member do you relate to the most?

📽Favorite music video?

🎡If you got to spend the day with the band what would you want to do?

🎶Favorite song from Bad Blood?

🥊Which member do you want to punch you in the face?

💘Which member do you want to punch in the face with love and kindness?

💞Would you rather smother them with affection and hugs or them smother you dead?

🤝Would you hold dan so he can stop asking about it in his songs? 

🖕🏻If dan gave you the middle finger how much better would that make your day on a scale from incredibly better to blessed?

Sami Zayn - We might not be the greatest love but we're pretty good.

Prompt: Could you please do an imagine where you help sami in a match against mike & maria bc they’ve been taunting him about love, so when he wins you kiss him in the ring and he does that smushy giggle. Sorry it’s so long and i know it kinda hasn’t happened but we can dream😂. Thankyouu❤
Requested: by anon
Warnings: None
Words: 1000+

“Y/n. Sami is at the door” Nattie said coming to the locker room. You grinned getting off the ground with only one wing of eyeliner done and headed to the door.

“Why hello Samantha” you grinned at him

“That’s not my name and you know it” Sami rolled his eyes before kissing your head. He looked at you with a straight face “your make up looks horrible”

“So does your face” you shrugged

“You guys are the god damn weirdest couple” Kevin, who was walking past said, shaking his head. You stared Sami down for a moment before bursting into a fit of giggles. Sami signature smile spread across his face.

“I win” he said and kissed your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck. It had been about a week and a half since you had seen your fiancé, just because of media, different house show schedules and travelling with friends rather than each other. “Match tonight?”

“Sadly no. Just a backstage segment” you shrugged “you?”

“Yeah against Mike again. I already know how it’s gonna go. Just as I’m about to win Maria will get involved” Sami sighed

“Well there is an easy fix to that” you said gesturing to yourself

“Nope. You are not getting involved, you could get hurt”

“You realise that I am a professional wrestler right?” You asked

“You realise the WWE universe don’t know we’re in a relationship, let alone engaged” Sam said

“Maybe it’s time to tell the world” you shrugged Although you and Sami have been together for quite some time, it’s not public knowledge. You were both private people and decided at the start of the relationship to keep it private. 99% of relationships don’t work out and you really didn’t want people getting invested in the relationship if it didn’t work out. 

“Up to you gorgeous” Sami shrugged “You’re still not getting involved, Mike and Maria are unpredictable. Plus it’s my fight, not yours”

“What’s mine is yours”

“Not yet. Still a couple more months” Sami smiled taking your hand and playing with the engagement ring

“And yet when the welcoming committee was attacking me you wanted to get involved” you raised your eyebrows at him.

“Yeah yeah” Sami waved you off “I should go get ready, and you need to finish your make up” you rolled your eyes as he changed the subject before going on your toes to kiss him. As you turned to walk back inside the locker room, Sami slapped your butt. “I’ll pick you up here after the show so we can go home” he smiled.

Sami’s music hit and your eyes lit up, it didn’t last long though before Mike and Maria came out holding hands and a microphone. “Sami Sami Sami” Maria said “you are just upset that you will never have a love as great as ours”

“Don’t get me wrong, I love having Maria back but god damn I hate this true love, first lady of WWE crap” Nattie rolled her eyes. 

“My husband and I are the greatest love story to ever come out of wwe” Maria smiled looking into Mike’s eyes.

“Nah I think that’s more Stephanie and Hunter” Charlotte pointed out 

“Me and Sami might not be the greatest but we’re pretty good” you huffed crossing your arms. Maria was making you really defensive of your relationship, you’d never been like this before. You and Sami have always had a laid back, chilled out, good vibes type of relationship. You hardly fought and if you did it wouldn’t last long before one of you caved in and compromised. 

“Mike is the greatest husband in the world and the greatest lover” Maria smirked 

“I don’t know Sami’s beard is pretty great” you smirked suggestively raising your eyebrows, all the girls burst into a fit of giggles.

The match began and Sami and Mike went at it. You couldn’t deny that Mike was a good wrestler but of course, Sami was better. You may be a bit bias. Sami set up for the Helluva Kick but Maria got in the ring, distracting Sami because of course, he would never intentionally hit a woman, so Mike got the upper hand. Sami got his momentum back and went for another Helluva kick and Maria grabbed his foot under the bottom rope. 

“I am so over this” you huffed getting up and heading to gorilla position. Thankfully, Sami hadn’t lost his momentum and was still kicking Mike’s butt. Maria was pretty mad walking around the ring. You watched from gorilla and could tell that Sami wanted to go for another Helluva kick. He moved around the ring trying to keep an eye on Maria as well as Mike. Sami whipped Mike into a corner of the ring, that’s when Maria decided to jump on the apron and began screaming at Sami. 

You decided it was now or never. You ran down the ramp at warp speed, running around the ring to Maria. You grabbed her foot and pulled it out from under her, making her slam her face into the apron. You smirked before looking up at Sami. 

“Sami watch out!” You yelled as Mike charged at Sami. Sami ducked a clothes line before whipping him into a corner of the ring and going straight for the Helluva kick and picking up the victory. You cheered loudly as the ref held his arm in the air. Mike rolled out of the ring as you rolled in. 

“I guess we’re public now?” You grinned wrapping your arms around his torso and scrunched your face. “I forgot how sweating you are” Sami just laughed and kissed your head. 

“I thought I told you not to get involved. You could have gotten hurt” Sami said with a very disapproving look on his face. 

“But I wasn’t. Besides I was just levelling out the playing field” you shrugged Sam leant down planting a very passionate and long kiss on your lips. The crowd went nuts, clearly not expecting this. 

“Definitely public now” Sami grinned as Mike and Maria retreated up the ramp. You held up your hand showing off your ring before kissing Maria a little wave. Boy did she look pissed.

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In Today’s Magic Story...

The Talented Captain Vraska

I’d like to begin by giving this a subtitle, “Because Angrath already took the title of Dread Pirate.”  Now onto the story.

House of the Ochran, Ravnica

  • First, let’s just appreciate that Bolas just slips her this invitation via a book.  He obviously knows his target, and knows that she’ll definitely see this.
    • Second, the gaudiness of the invitation.  Gold ink.  Sandalwood.  Magic.  By gods, this guy.
    • Third, all it says is “MEDITATION PLANE.”  In all caps.  No reason.  No directions.  No description.  Just “BE HERE”.  Bolas never fails to disappoint.
    • Fourth, telepathic ink.  Bolas truly spares no expense.
  • Also there’s not much on the Ochran, apart that Vraska is part of their organization.  This was all the way back with Mazirek’s story.
  • I don’t know what flats are.  I assumed flats were British apartments or something, but oh well.
  • We already touched on this, but Bolas really does go the extra mile in accommodating his pawns.  Mysterious note in a book?  Check.  Magical ink?  Check.  Hiring an assassin bored with assassinating to do something other than assassinate?  Check.
  • Nicol Bolas towered over her, a gold streak against the sky, posture as far from reptilian as his anatomy would allow.
    • Well yeah, he’s basically one giant angry noodle with wings.
  • You read my mind?
    I am currently reading your mind.
    • Oh how I missed reading Nicol Bolas!
  • You need to charge up petrification magic depending on the size of the foe.  So it’s a wind-up.
  • When we last saw Vraska, it seemed like she was setting up Mazirek to take command of the Golgari.  But as long as the injustice done to the downtrodden is removed, it’s all good.
  • Who is Bolas’ associate?  Surely not Tezzeret, he’s more of a lackey or servant.  Is Bolas just being polite, or is there someone whom he regards highly enough to call an associate?
  • I can double-cross him if this goes south.
    “No,” said Nicol Bolas. “You cannot.”
    • I said it before, but I’ll say it again.  I hate the attrocities this elder dragon perpetrates, but god do I love his character and writing!
  • Bolas doesn’t just give her the compass: no, he teleports it into her pocket.  Handing things to people is for peons.
  • Bolas – and now Vraska – know of a spell strong enough to travel through the Blind Eternities and reach someone else.  A specific someone else, I might add.
    • “You’d be surprised what one learns over millennia of boredom,” mused the dragon.
  • The end is worth the means, Vraska told herself…
    • Very important characterization.

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bts reacts - You having SEVERE Depression

Originally posted by bwiseoks


He would most likely feel the need to be by your side 24/7. Making sure you ate properly, making sure you did not neglect yourself or do self-harm to yourself. On The day when you felt the need to cry, he would be by your side, quietly holding you as you cry into his chest. He would make you your favorite dish, and even go as far as to do act our your favorite scenes in K-dramas with you. You felt the happiest when at night as he holds you, and rocks you to slumber. 

Originally posted by fullfangirling27


He would notice right away because he too has depression and knows all too well how a person is supposed to act when depressed, like distancing themselves from the world. You would stop texting, calling or even visiting him at their apartment/Big hit building. He took initiation by visiting you with a gift, (Insert Favorite Thing). He would sit down with you, ask if you wanted to talk to him about whatever is bothering you; he would stay over and, note he hates to cuddle but knowing that you were in a bad predicament at the moment, he would lay like a statue all night just to make you happy. He loves leaving a trail of kisses on your forehead as you slept peacefully. 

Originally posted by rapnamu


He would notice the way you always said “I’m sorry.” a lot for the weirdest of thing. 

“Damn it, I broke my glasses again.”

“I”m sorry.” 


He found it quite cute at first, but now it seemed concerning. He asked if you were okay because you said sorry a lot. You of course replied.

“Oh…I don’t mean too, sorry…I mean-” He would chuckle, but pull you in for a hug. 

“Talk to me. Why are you so sorry all the time? is it a nervous thing?” You hid your face into his chest while speaking but he pulls you back and said to please repeat that.

“I”m Afraid of rejection, it makes me sad when people reject me. I’ve been stressing and- I’m just really really sad. I hate talking about my feelings Nam Joon, I’m sorry I sound like a crying brat.” Your voice trembles as hot tears well up. “I’m a nuisance.”  Then he would get it immediately, he would pull you into a hug and embrace you tightly.

“Have you ever thought about talking to a therapist, to let out your feelings. Maybe even me? I’m here baby, I’m for you. So never be afraid”

He would talk with you and leave kisses all over your face. 

Originally posted by bangtan-hobi


He would be able to notice this a lot slower than the last two since he is always so happy. He himself suffers depression but masks it with a smile most of the time, which would relieve you sometimes; until you remember he is hiding his pain which only intensifies your sadness. He would notice one day come home to you crying in the corner of the living room. He would rush over to you as ask what’s wrong while holding you close. 

“I hate myself, I’m so ugly that people ignore me! I never have friends because I’m just a failure at life.” He would be full of shock and his heart drops immediately once he hears you crying louder. 

He pulls you in tighter while trying his best to not cry as well but all fails when she says, “How can you love someone like me?” His tears would spill over, which causes you to look up in shock as a sob escapes his mouth. “H-Hoseok?” 

“Don’t say this Y/N, I love you way to much. I can’t take hearing you put yourseld down when your such a beautiful person INSIDE and OUT.” He shouted the last part while stuffing his face into the crook of your neck as he mumbles muffled why your neck. “I love you with all of my heart, please don’t break when I’m here for you. Don’t do this alone Y/N…Don’t…” He sobs.

“I’m sorry hoseok!” You clung to him as you both sobbed, until you both fell asleep. His back against the wall, and you in between his legs while you laid your head on his chest. 

Originally posted by jikookshandshake


He would try to make you smile as much as he can. Seeing you walk around their apartment with a frown was a downer for him, knowing he could not help you smile as much as you wanted to smile.

“I wanna smile again-”

He one day got so desperate that he hurt himself, which caused you to break out in tears. He would panic as he stood up limping towards you. You held him close while apologizing, he would cling onto you while whispering not to cry.

“It’s okay baby, I’m fine; I only slipped-” He chuckled to mask his shaky voice, he held his tears back. “Look, I’m still mochi!” He grabbed both of your hands placing them on his cheeks as he puffs them out making a kissy face. You smiled softly before you pecked his lips. He would give you the best eye smile he could, but by him knowing that you were so depressed to hurt him so much.

“I’ll protect you, Y/N. So don’t cry no more. Please?” 

Originally posted by mvssmedia


He tried it all.

Cudling you, Kissing you, singing to you, playing with you. Then went to the extremes of seeking medical help by going to the doctor so you can seek a therapist, you ended up on pills you don’t even take regularly. You only hid in your room, which slowly became a pig stye, which he hated so much.

He would come over with the spare key you gave him to find the home a mess, you were just giving up like this and it angered him. Instead of being angry, he has been writing sweet letters to you, since you only stayed in your room until a certain time at night, never showing yourself in the daytime.

He stood infront of your door, slipping an envelope, underneath the door. He knocks twice before standing there for a few minutes. He hoped you would some day open the door, so he could hold you once more and tell you to stop hiding from him. He loved you so much, he missed you so much; you needed him badly and you kept hiding away.

He looks down at his feet as a tear slips down his eye, he spoke softly.

“Y/N…I will stay here…until you open this door.” He looks up at the closed door, his lips pressed into a thin line. He walks backward and slides down the wall so that he was facing your doorway. 

“…..” Silence.

six hours later, you had opened the door, thinking he had left like always; he didn’t really mean he would stay for you; he would leave you like everyone else did. You gasped shocked seeing him, sleeping against the wall, you covered your mouth.

He jolted awake because of your sharp gasp, and he stood up not moving much towards you; he wanted to give you space.

“Hi..” He says nervously, your lips trembled before you ran to him; shocking him. 

“Taehyung!” You embraced the hell out of him, he lays his head into your fluffy hair while humming. “I love you…f-forgive me..”

“No Reason to be sorry- Just let me help you. Stop hiding from me…let me help you.” You looked up at him, in time for him to place a soft kiss on your lips.

Originally posted by sugutie


This boy here knew nothing about depression on a personal level, but he knew what the symtoms were. He’s been around yoongi, and saw how he sulked a lot. So to see you showing different signs of symptons through him off. 

You would sulk, but also hide away; you would pull away from his embraces, and say you were bothering him when you were not. You weren’t as confident as when you had met him before, how you would always laugh at him when he would loose a game and mock him.

How you took his words to heart, some words he never mean to hurt you with like

“Wow, your such a cry baby!”  or “Look at my chubby, baby~” he would coo lovingly, only to have you snap at him, and then right back apologize; then hide away in your room. 

You wore hoodies a lot, beanies, or hats. He does too, but you only did it because you were not keeping your hygine up which made him made knowing you were going down like this.

“Y/n! come here…let’s at least shower together, no not in that way- I will clean your back for you.”

You stopped eating all together, which caused you to collapse one day, that was the final straw before he too snapped. You cried and cried, he apologized and apologized. You both decided therapy would help, but did not. So he would take it into his own hands by helping you get better himself. 

He would make sure you take your depression pills, help you clean up, go to the gym with him instead of hide in your room. He would cuddle you day and night, sleeping or just chilling out on a warm spring day. He would be careful of his words around you, and try to kiss your wounds away as much as he could.

“I love you, Y/N.”


Jesus I did not expect the last two and Namjoons to turn into a fanfiction.

I have depression, and no one to do these things with me. So I kind of poured my pain into this one.


Conor Maynard Imagine - Still hate you (SMUT)

Meeting new people had never been an issue to you. You enjoyed new companies, new senses of humor, new faces. When you met Jack, you liked everything about him. Not in that way, though: he wasn’t your type at all, but he was too fun to be around to turn down. You liked everything about him except for one little thing. 

His brother. 

 Conor had never been appealing to your senses. You thought he was too big-headed; sure, the boy could sing and he had the looks, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t hang out with people who weren’t as successful. 

 You had met Jack and the rest of the Buttercream gang through YouTube. Now that you were a fairly known YouTuber, you started attending all the parties and going to all the events. And to say you were excited for having been invited to the BRITs was an understatement. 

That was, of course, until you noticed who would be sitting besides you. Since you had come with your friends, you thought you might as well be seated next to them. It was your first big event, for god’s sake, it was huge, and you didn’t want to feel more nervous than you had been all past week.

So, when you glanced at who would be sitting next to you for the entire ceremony, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes covertly. Of all the thousands of people who were at the arena at that exact moment, you had to land next to Conor freaking Maynard, the only person you didn’t want to see that night.

When you heard he was going, you just shrugged it off. You didn’t want to give him any extra attention, but now it seemed as if karma was playing you for some horrible thing you had done, whatever it was.

 As you tried to figure out who you had killed in another life to deserve such punishment, you slowly sat down next to Conor. Your dress went up your leg a little, and you felt even more uncomfortable than before. Even the thought of him looking at you in any way was disgusting to you. 

 "Hey" he said, eventually turning his head around to look at you. You thought he had given you the weirdest look, and you thought he would be wondering why a plain YouTuber was sitting next to such a big artist. You felt the urge to slap him for no reason “Nice to see you here" 

 You gave him a fake smile as you rolled your eyes internally "Same to you” you lied in response. He was probably lying as well, but two could play that game. 

 His eyes slowly travelled down your face to take a look at your outfit, and you couldn’t decide whether it was disgusting you or turning you on. He looked back at your eyes right away, and you could tell he was blushing “You look great tonight” he said, and you almost believed him.

 "Thanks" you nodded, and turned back to look at the main stage again. You weren’t going to turn back the compliment, not when you didn’t feel it. You weren’t an hypocrite. 

 As you wondered why it couldn’t have been the other Maynard instead, sitting next to you, you could feel Conor’s eyes burning on your skin. You readjusted yourself in your seat, the friction between your crossed legs and the seat sending a sudden but brief wave of pleasure to a certain area. You paled. What the fuck was wrong with you? 

 When the ceremony started, you managed to focus on the stage for some minutes. However, you couldn’t help but glance back at Conor when you caught him staring, letting him know that you weren’t blind. He didn’t seem to care, as you could feel his eyes on you a few moments later. You felt yourself forgetting why you hated him. 

To be honest, he wasn’t even that bad looking, and you had probably misunderstood one another all this time. When they announced a 10-minute break, a little girl had run up to Conor to ask him for a picture, and he happily agreed. He took her on his arms, and you couldn’t help but glance up to him with a small smile. He couldn’t be such a bad person, at least not as bad as you had pictured him. 

 When he sat back next to you, hands clasped together on his lap, it didn’t take him more than a second to look at you again “What’s the matter with you?” You suddenly asked, feeling so brave you hardly recognized yourself.

He chuckled in response “What’s the matter with what?” he asked, his tone playful.

You breathed in, trying not to slap him right there, straight in the face “You keep looking at me”

“Am I not allowed to look?” he asked again, a cocky smile creeping on his lips. You sat back on your seat, crossing your arms as some random crew member announced you would be on air in a few seconds. 

You couldn’t decide whether it was appealing you, or making you want to throw up. The truth was, now that you took a closer look at him, at his features, he didn’t seem so bad. Your eyes slowly travelled to the white pants he was wearing, still not answering his question in any way, and you couldn’t resist the urge to bite your lip. Since when did you go around looking at guy’s bulges?

“A picture lasts longer” you finally said, as he drew his eyes back at yours. You were lucky he didn’t catch you staring, or else it would have been utterly embarrassing. 

He just smiled at you and focused on the stage again. You hadn’t even noticed the ceremony had already started again. 

For the next half an hour, you thought it all had been pretty boring. You had no one to talk to, besides Conor -and you weren’t even going to dare-, the winners had been predictable and all the jokes the hosts were cracking weren’t even worth a laugh.

Just when you thought you were going to pass out of boredom, you felt a hot pressure on your left knee, and you stiffened. Conor’s hand was tightly gripping at your skin, you thought he might as well just rip it off. You gave him a look, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he started drawing circles with his thumb, so gently and slowly, the steamy pressure you had felt earlier between your legs suddenly came back.

“What in the world are you doing?” you hissed on his ear, but he gave you no response. Instead, his hand slowly gained confidence and slid up your leg, dangerously approaching the hem of your dress. You bit your lip again.

You caught him looking at your cleavage in a discrete way, or maybe not so discrete, and you thought that was it. He had gotten what he wanted. He had won. You wanted him bad, for some weird reason, and you wanted him right away. Because you had never been sexually frustrated, let one because of someone you didn’t even like. For god’s sake, you hated Conor Maynard. He was so arrogant, so annoying, so…

So what? Your mind ran out of adjectives as it wandered off to a wall, a wall you were pinned up against, and he was making you scream his name so loud you felt like passing out. Your breathing involuntarily got heavier as he casually played with your underwear with the tip of his fingers. Who would have told you two hours ago that you would be literally aching for Conor Maynard?

The award show concluded, and as soon as the “on air” sign turned off, Conor’s hand moved away from your tight. Without saying goodbye nor looking for your friends, you stormed off to the bathroom. You needed to calm down. He was probably never going to talk to you again, so what was the point?

As you put your hands under the water stream to gently splash it your neck afterwards, you heard the bathroom door opening. You jumped. You had chosen that specific bathroom because they had told you no one ever went in there. It wasn’t even as luxurious-looking as the main ones.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” you mid-shouted, as a smiley Conor Maynard closed the door behind you. You heard the lock closing with a dry click, and your breathing picked up speed again.

“I think we have something to finish off”he smirked as he got closer to you.

Fuck it’ you thought as you felt your arms being thrown around his neck, foreheads pressed together, looking at each other’s lips expectingly. His hands went to your low hips, gripping them as if his life depended on it. 

He brushed your noses together as he repeatedly pecked your lips shortly but hungrily “You make me so frustrated, Y/N” he mumbled between kisses, taking his time to taste the cherry lip balm you were wearing.

“Why haven’t you talked to me before, then?” you managed to ask as you started taking his jacket off. 

“I guess I just had the wrong idea about you” he said, and before you could even respond, he slid his tongue inside your mouth, taking you by surprise. However, you reacted instantly, as your tongue agressively tangled with his, deepening the kiss.

His hands urgently roamed the hem of your dress again, pulling it higher this time. When it was above your hips, he slid your underwear down your soft legs until you threw them away with your feet, god-knows-where. His fingers instantly brushed your entrance, teasing you as you chewed on his lip, desperate for him to be inside you in any way.

When his fingers finally met your clit, you threw your head back in pleasure, breaking the kiss as you gasped breathlessly. He was practically fucking you with his fingers, thrusting in and out with such dangerous speed you felt as if you were going to come at any second.

“Oh shit, Conor” you whimpered as he added yet another finger. You were a screaming mess. Just when you thought you were finally going to be able to close your mouth, another wave of pleasure hit your core, making you moan without even trying.

He carefully picked you up and placed you on the counter, next to the sink where you held for support, as he started unbottoning his pants. His bulge was ridiculously big, and you were aching with anticipation. His fingers had been amazing, but certainly not enough.

He pumped his erect member up and down a few times before he placed it at your soaked entrance, teasing you just like he had done with his fingers. He slowly entered you, holding you steadily by your waist. His lips suddenly found yours, but this time, his tongue wasn’t as hungry. Or maybe it was, but he surely did hide it well.

His tongue caressed yours inside your mouth as he thrusted in and out of you at an incredibly slow pace. But, for some weird reason, you found yourself bubbled in even more pleasure than before. Chills ran down your spine, and suddenly it hit you that maybe you felt a little more than lust towards him.

Conor moaned inside your mouth as his hands tightened their grip on your waist, sending you over the edge. Him making you moan was one thing, but you making him feel at ease caught you off guard. You suddendly released yourself, and so he did few moments later. He kept thrusting and kissing you, and your hands kept on exploring the back of his head. It felt so damn good, you didn’t want to feel the emptiness of not having him inside you ever again.

When your lips finally parted ways, your foreheads were still touching, your breathings in sync. You smiled at him “I still hate you” you joked, making him smile.

“I sure don’t” he said. You blushed “I want to get to know you better. You know, start again”

“I’m sorry, who are you?” you asked, pulling away so he could see the fake-puzzled look on your face.

He laughed out loud, cupping your cheek with his soft hand afterwards. He leaned in slowly, pressing your lips together once more. Yet this time, they belonged to someone you were eager to know. 

dating jaehyun!!


sorry guys, but i will only write for the ones i have inso. for. 

its not that i don’t want to write the others, but i don’t have any ideas to keep the au going

- dating jaehyun is like dating a pizza pocket

- soft and squishy on the outside, but steaming hot n slightly gross on the inside

- thats exactly how u and jaehyun met actually

- y'all were at the school cafeteria y’know the usual 

- and u go to the nasty microwave to warm up ur pizza pocket

- buT noPE jeffrey from california buts u in line

- “uhm excusE mE u butted me?? i was in line before you??”

- “hhehha so? i need to warm up my lunch”

- “bIHH mOve beFOre i bUst YO aSS and turn it into a lumpy piece of poo”

- honestly jaehyun thought you were the weirdest kid ever

- tbh u were

- anYWay

- from that moment on, jaehyun found you EVERYWHERE

- in the library? he see’s u

- in the gym? he see’s u

- in the grocery store? he see’s u


- “boi calm yo tits its not my fault even,,,you always appear after me, so technically ur stalking me”

- he hates u

- but likes u at the same time

- honestly jeffrey didn’t evEn know

- aight so in science class one day

- y'all were assigned as seat partners 


- low-key he was happy cause he could bug u

- and tease u

- “wow arent you happy we sit beside each other???for the rest of the year???”


- time skip 2 months

- jaehyun and u have a pre decent friendship

- always teasing each other ya know

- “ewW jAEhyUN geT yO sweATy ass away from me”

- “its not my fault I’m hot ;)”

- “wha-that wasn’t the right context- honestly i give up”

- yo but jaehyun has a huge crush on u

- like hUgE

- one of those crushes where u tease ur crush and make fun of them idek why

- anyway so jaehyun likes u rite

- and one day the science teacher decided y'all were not a good match and wanted to move u


- “pls,,, you can’t,,, i like her :(”

- u choked on ur spit

- ur teacher choked on their spit

- your class choked on their spit

- bitch when??? i was such a mofo to u (your thoughts)

- honestly though, u weren’t complaining cause u liked him back

- so like the teacher decided not to move u cause

- “young love”

- and jaehyun asked u out right.there

- right.in. front. of. the. whole. class

- “will u do me the greatest honour and date me?”

- ‘jaehyun get off ur knees this isnt a proposal for marriage”

- “not yet ;)”

- ya but u do accept his love

- jaehyun likes kisses

- not pecks on ur forehead,cheek or nose

- he likes long, sensual kisses (yALL IT TOOK ME LIK 8 MINS TO WRITE THAT WITHOUT CRINGING)

- jaehyun treasures u, it may not sam like it cause he is always annoying you  but he truly believes that u r the one. 

- he once faceted u at 2am cause he “missed your face” 

- “jaehyu n we saw each other today and we have school tmrw jfc”

- total babe

- first date story time

- he wanted to make it special so he invited you over to the dorm and cooked his favourite meal for u

- then accidentally burnt himself

- and then set the heat alarm off

- and then burnt the meat

- hONestLy jAeHyuN

- its gucci though, cause you saved the day

- and y'all ended up ordering in pizza and watching netflix

- sometimes he texts u the weirdest things

- like he sent u a text a 1am saying

- “hey baby girl look out yo window, rapunzel is here for u”

- “jaehyun are you dumb? rapunzel is the princess”

- ou didn’t look out the window just for that tbh

- so jaehyun had to climc up ur wall and through your window

- its ok though cause y'all cuddled

- omg jaehyun loves to cuddle

- he likes spooning you and leaving little butterfly kisses on ur neck

- speaking of which…..



- he likes being all rough n roamy ;)))))))

- speaking of which x2…..


- honestly, he kinky as heLL

- anD doesnt even care

- he likes to try out new things

- “that look s cool can we try it”

- “no jaehyun thats nasty”

- but y'all end up trying it anyway




- moving on

- jaehyun sometimes appears behind u and whispers the weirdest pick up lines

- “if u were a booger, i’d pick u first”

- “do you like dragons? cause i’ll be dragon my ball across your face tonight ;)”

- sometimes u wonder why u agreed to date him

- your parents adore jaehyun

- they loVE HIM

- “aww sweetie when will you bring your bf again? he’s so sweet,caring,handsome,tall,perfe-”

- “y'all i gawdee”

- you’re low-key jealous of him though cause so!many!people!like!him

- he always gets 92893289 gifts on his bday/valentines day 

- and u just get one 

- but its gucci cause atleast its from him!!!!!

- when jaehyuns sad, he tends to cut people off and wanna be alone 

- you get that because everyone needs space

- but then he gets all clingy and whiny

- and it throws u off cause i??thought??you??wanted??to??be??alone??

- honestly dis boi is a mystery

- but he’s your mystery <3

- jaehyun loves you so much he wouldn’t trade u for anything cause he just loves u so much and suhushuhs he loves u ok

tis the end y'all

im gonna post neighbour!renjun next if i can


- emma


anonymous asked:

Could you maybe do SDR2 boys reacting to their S/O waking up from the NEO world programme after being "murdered"?

Yup yup I sure can ;)

SDR2 Boys reacting to their S/O waking up from the NEO World Programme after being “murdered”

Hajime Hinata:

- He’s been trying his hardest to make you wake up as quickly as possible

There has to be a way

He spends endless nights trying to figure out how to wake everyone up and make them keep their memories

- Eventually, he does it

- When he’s certain it’ll work, you’re the first one to wake up

- When you open your eyes you find him staring down at you

- “S/O?… Can you hear me?”

- “H..Hinata - kun?”

- He offers you a hand and you take it but it takes you a second to remember how to move again

- He pulls you up so you’re sitting and then he…. Hugs you

- “I thought you’d never wake up again S/O. You don’t know how long it took me to figure this all out.”

- You hug him back and pat him gently

- “Hey… It’s okay Hinata - kun I’m here now aren’t I?”

- The two of you stay like that for a while before he lifts you out of the pod

- “You can walk right?”

- “Uh yeah I think so”

- He lets you lean on him until you’re sure you’ll be fine without him

- He’s just so happy you’re with him again, he’d often hold your hand almost as an extra guarantee that you’re actually there

Kazuichi Soda:

- He’s working hard with Hinata to make sure you wake up

- He would make endless improvements to the methods Hinata suggested, would build anything he needed

He just wanted to see your smile again

- He tried not to think about it but he could never erase the image of your dead body

- Once they finally reached a conclusion, he immediately went over to your pod and started working on it

- “Soda - san, are you sure you want to wake S/O - san first?”

- “I’ve never been more sure of anything else”

- It took him the whole night, but the first thing you see when you open your eyes is his face

- “Oh… Hello”

- “S/O!”

- He’s instantly hugging you and crying

- “So-”

- “I thought I’d never see you again.”

- You place your hands on his shoulders and push him away a bit

- He’s slightly confused but then you smile at him

Ah, there it is

He kisses your face all over before he helps you out of the pod

- “Let’s go wake everyone else up okay?”

Nagito Komaeda:

- He wasn’t really sure what happened

- He remembered dying, and he knew you died before him but… He’s alive now so…

- He looks over at your pod, you’re still ‘sleeping’ peacefully

- Before you were woken up he acquired a new metal hand

- “Hello… Komaeda - kun”

- He waves with his new hand before offering it to you

- “I missed you… S/O - san/kun, I know trash like me shouldn’t be saying thi-”

- You place a finger on his lips

- “Please be quiet…”

- You take his hand and then instantly wrap your arms around him

- “S/O - san/kun?”

- “What is it?”

- “Don’t… Go anywhere okay?”

- You smile as he wraps his arms around you

- “Okay but on one condition”

- “Anything for you”

- “You can’t go anywhere either Komaeda - kun!”

- The two of you then walk around the island discussing the events inside the programme

Nekomaru Nidai:

- He just had the weirdest experience of his… Life? 

- He got hit by a bazooka, then turned into a… Robot? And then he was killed again

- On top of all that, he had to watch you die

- That’s why when he heard the news that you will be able to wake up again he didn’t leave your pod until you did

- As soon as you opened your eyes you found his smiling face looking down on you

- “Hello”


- And now deaf

- You nod and then slowly sit up

- “Where… Is this?”

- “I’ll give you a tour!”

- Before you can even protest he lifts you up and places you on his shoulders

- “Waaahh”

- You just cling onto him as he laughs and shows you around

- The island seems familiar but at the same time, it’s different

- When the two of you are done, he places you down and then pulls you into a big hug

- He’s so happy you’re finally back

Gundham Tanaka:

- He had no idea what happened, he remembered dying yet he was alive

- Then again the great GUNDHAM TANAKA can’t die

- He was told that you will be able to wake up soon which made him extremely glad

- If he wasn’t by your pod, you could be sure that the 4 Dark Devas were

- As soon as he got the news that you were awake he instantly made his way over to you

- He just took both of your hands and kissed them all over

- “Huh… Hello Tanaka - kun”

- “Are you okay?”

- “Uh… I guess, I’m confused to be honest”

- “That’s alright. Come, we have a lot to catch up on”

- You smile as he helps you out of the pod

- The two of you then just walk around the island and talk about what you remember

- “So… That was a fictional world?”

- “A virtual one yes, but we’re here now S/O, that’s all that matters”

- You nod and then take his hand

- “Thank you for staying with me, Tanaka - kun”

- “Hahahaha, did you expect Gundham Tanaka to leave you? I told you to remember that name well!”

- You squeeze his hand as you begin laughing

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu:

- He stayed by your pod all the time even though he knew you were sleeping

- He would often describe his day to you, although he wasn’t sure whether or not you were listening

- “We’re trying our best here S/O so you better wake up okay?”

- Once you finally wake up he just sprints up to your pod and hugs you

- “A-Ah, Kuzuryuu - kun?”

- “I’m so glad you woke up.”

- You let out a chuckle as you hug him back

- “Took you long enough S/O”

- “That’s okay, I was up to date”

- He pulls away slightly and gives you a confused look

- You simply smile and wink at him

- He generally tends to stay close to you over the next couple of days

- He tells you all about what happened after you died in the programme, you remember that he damaged his eye in the programme but you had no idea that this was true for the real world as well

- You generally just spend time together, whether it’s just sitting on the beach watching the waves or going to the theme park

Byakuya Twogami (Imposter):

- He offered to help all at every opportunity

- It was apparent that he wanted you to wake up as soon as possible, you were the only one who liked him for him, not for his personalities

- As soon as you wake up he offers you his help in any way he can

- You laugh but happily accept it

- The two of you then just discuss what happened, he still couldn’t get the image of your dead body out of his mind

- “You were a great leader though, I have to admit”

- “Haha, thanks S/O”

- He just reminds you every now and then that he’s so happy you’re with him again

- The two of you then help the others as much as you can

- He still dresses up as Togami but from time to time he would change personalities as a way to lift the mood up

Teruteru Hanamura:

- He was so happy when you opened your eyes

- He literally just hugged you and started saying how happy he was that you’re finally awake

- He would make you your favourite dishes, asking if they’re good enough for your tastes

- “Hanamura - kun! You know you’re the best chef out there!”

- “Oh S/O - san/kun you’re always too nice”

- He keeps kissing you whenever he has the chance, he’s just so very happy you’re here with him again

- He tells you all about how he felt during the first trial

- This ends up with him crying so you just cuddle with him and tell him that it’s all okay now

- “Shh… Don’t cry Hanamura - kun! It’s all okay now shhh”

That Twin Connection



“Y/N, how come every time we play ‘truth or dare’, you always pick dare?”

You laughed slightly. “Because I have no shame. And the game isn’t nearly as fun when you pick ‘truth’.”

“It’s called ‘truth or dare’. Not ‘dare’.”

“Why are you so interested in me, Winchester? Wasn’t it enough to see me running down the sidewalk in nothing but my panties?”

Dean grinned. “That was pretty great. But Sam and I have known you for years and I feel like we hardly know you.”

You leaned back in your chair. “Nothin’ to know.”


You rolled your eyes. “Fine. Ask me anything. I’m an open book.”

“Where are you originally from?”

“Southern Illinois.”

“Is your family still there?”

“As far as I know.”

“What sort of family do you come from?”

“Good ol’ country boys and girls. Mom and Dad married straight out of high school. Had me. Taught me my upstanding morals.”

“Like running down the street in your panties?”

The corner of your mouth raised. “You always do everything your parents told you?”

Dean chuckled. “What made you move to Kansas?”

“Just wanted a change of scenery.”

“So you chose Kansas?”

“You’ve got nothing to say, Dean. You were born and raised here. You’ve traveled all over the country and yet you still returned here.”

At that moment, your business partner called for last round. You stood, stretching your back before gathering the empty bottles from your table. “I’ve got to get back to work. But I look forward to our next game of ‘truth or dare’,” you said, ruffling Dean’s hair as you passed.

Dean watched as you disappeared behind the bar, grabbing a rag and beginning to wipe down the empty tables. He tossed a few bills on the table before heading out to the parking lot. He and Sam loved you and were glad to have you in their lives (you provided a sense of normalcy) but there was something about you neither Winchester could put their finger on.


Sam and Dean made their way around the abandoned building, looking for the shifter. A sound behind them caused them to spin around, weapons raised.

“Whoa,” the man said, shielding his eyes from the beams of the flashlights. “Easy.”

“Who are you?” Dean asked. “Why are you skulking around here?”

“The same question could be asked of you,” the stranger said.

Sam pulled out his phone. “Show me your eyes.”

“That’s the weirdest request I’ve ever gotten.”

“Just do it.”

The stranger dropped his hand, squinting in the light. But there was no retinal flare on Sam’s phone.

“He’s not a shifter,” Sam said.

“You sure about that?” Dean said. “Look at him.”

Sam looked up; the face peering back at him was strangely familiar. “But… that’s not possible. Y/N’s not here.”

“Y/N?” the stranger asked. “You mean Y/N Y/LN?”

“How do you know her?” Dean asked, his voice deep with concern.

“She’s my sister.”


Your brother, Travis, led the boys to a local bar where he worked (yet another similarity between the two of you). He popped open some beers as Dean pulled out his phone.

“Yes, Winchester?” you answered.

“Truth or dare.”

“Well, it’ll be a little difficult to do a dare since you aren’t here to witness it.”

“Then you’re picking truth.” Dean’s voice was hard. “Do you have a twin brother?”

“I… what?”

“Do you have a twin brother?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know how–”

“I’m looking at him.”

“Shit.” You paused. “What are you–”

“Sammy and I were working on a shifter case in Southern Illinois. Your brother’s lucky that he spoke up when he did; I almost ganked him because you two look so damn similar.”

You were quiet for a few moments. “Do you want me to send you a fruit basket or something? I don’t know what you’re expecting me to say.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell us about him?”

“Because he’s not important.”

Dean’s eyes flicked over to Sam; he couldn’t imagine ever saying that his brother wasn’t important and he was four years younger than Dean. Twins were said to have a special bond, having spent literally their entire lives together, since the beginning moment. “Why not?”

“The bar’s pretty busy. I have to go.”


You hung up before Dean could say another word.

“Well?” Travis asked.

“She, uh…”

“Hung up on you, didn’t she?” Travis laughed slightly. “Yeah, that sounds like Y/N.”

“How long has it been since you two have talked?” Sam asked.

“About eight years. She left town when she was nineteen and… that was that.”

“Were you two close before she left?” Dean asked.

“We were as stereotypically close as twins could be.”

“So what happened?” Sam asked.

Travis shrugged. “She just… up and left. I tried to contact her but she refused to respond.” He leaned forward. “What’s she doing now, anyways?”

“She owns a bar with a friend of hers in Kansas,” Dean said.

Travis laughed at the irony. “God, even in separate states, after years of no contact, we’re still doing the same damn thing.”


Requested by anonymous: Hii!! Can you write an imagine where you and shawn are married and have a little daughter and like one day some fans and paparazzi harass her or something like that and you and shawn get super pissed..you can take it on from there. It would be great if you wrote this, thanks!! 


Your life with Shawn had been anything but a fairytale, but when two people loved each other as much as you loved him and he loved you, everything was just fine.

When you two got married, it was different obviously, then just being boyfriend and girlfriend. If you were only dating, it would be much easier to break up with someone if you had a major problem (you and Shawn never did), but this was something you thought about. Since you’re married, you can’t say that you want a divorce because one person didn’t do something that the other wanted.

When you got married, you were husband and wife and you were committed to each other; really, it was no different then when you two were dating, you were just a couple years older, husband and wife, and you now had the last name of Mendes. Not to mention, after you two had been married for a year, you found out you were pregnant and nine months later gave birth to a healthy baby girl: Eleanor Karen Mendes.

There were tiny complications along the way, but you were fine and so was she, and having celebrated her second birthday two days ago, you’d say you were doing very well.

Shawn had to go into the studio last minute, so you sat on the floor with your daughter, playing with her.

The time was currently seven o’clock and you were honestly starving. However, you didn’t know if Shawn would be home in time for dinner if you cooked it now, Well, you decided to just hold off for a bit, just in case Shawn did actually come home earlier than planned.

Your Elle had Shawn’s beautiful brown eyes, perfectly capturing him in her - and now you had two human beings to get lost in their eyes.

Elle took the block she was playing with and stood up, walking over to the kitchen and throwing it hard against a cabinet.

Unfortunately, for the both of you, the block ricocheted against the cabinet and into her face - smacking her so hard you winced.

She fell back, screaming as you rushed to her aid and picked her up.

“Shh you’re okay, Elle.” You say calmly as you rocked your screaming child in your arms, kissing her forehead.

As a teenager, you would watch babies get hurt and their parents would calmly tell them that everything was fine - and you thought that was the weirdest thing. If their child had hurt themselves, then why did they seem so nonchalant?

However, since you’ve had Elle, you were told by the doula that you had, that the parent wasn’t suposed to overreact if they fell and they looked like they were going ot cry because it was apparently scientifically proven that when the parent shows signs of distress, it freaks the child out even more.

You looked at Elle’s cheek and it seemed pretty red, of course it also seemed like the block had gotten her pretty good.

“You’re okay, love. Do you want some ice?” You ask, combing her dark brown hair out of her face as she sniffled.

You felt her small head nod against your shoulder as she balled a piece of your tank top into her small fist tightly. You walk over to the freezer and pull out a small ice pack shaped like a dog, handing it to her. She takes it from your hand and places it against her cheek, her big brown eyes filled with tears.

You place your lips on her forehead and kiss her a couple times, swaying her in your arms in the middle of the kitchen.

The front door opens and you hear some shuffling around the staircase before you watch Shawn walk through the living room and to where you are in the kitchen.

He’s carrying some milk and a few bags of groceries.

“There are my girls!” Shawn smiles brightly, but frowns once he sees the state of his daughter.

“Look, Elle, it’s daddy.” You say to her, tilting your head to look at her.

“What’s wrong, honey?” Shawn asks her, reaching to take her out of your arms. His eyes catch note of the ice pack and his frown becomes even deeper. “What happened to you?”

“She threw a block against the cabinet and it flew back and hit her.” You explain, adjusting your sports bra strap against your neck.

His lips go to her face, peppering it with kisses, making Elle burst into a fit of giggles. Man, her laugh was like the heavens were singing. Or better, Shawn’s singing.

Shawn holds her high above his head, pretending to drop her, and sending her back into the air - her laughs pierce your ears as they turn into laughing screams. Shawn’s also laughing, and you had no idea what the hell you did to be blessed with your family. He then puts her in front of his face.

“Can you give daddy a kiss?” Shawn puckers his lips, making Elle grab at both of his ears. “Kiss, Elle?”

She puts her open mouth on his, making you laugh as Shawn pulls her back and wipes her saliva off of his face. He puts her down as she scampers off to her activity mat in the living room.

“How is my lovely wife tonight?” Shawn asks, walking over to put his arms around you.

You peel your head back to look at him and he ducks down slightly to give you a kiss.

“Mm, you need to shave.” You joke, squeezing his chin as you fel the stubble appearing.

“I’m thinking of growing a mountain man beard.” Shawn laughs, lettting go of you.

You put a finger at him and raise an eyebrow, “do that and I’m divorcing you.”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” Shawn says as he opens up the fridge to put the milk in. “You want to go somewhere for dinner? I’m craving a burrito.”

You squint at him, “are you pregnant?”

He laughs, shaking his head. “Just want a burrito.”

“Okay, then you get Elle ready and I’ll go put something on that makes me look like I’ve put effort into my outfit.” You say, earning a chuckle from Shawn as you walk up the stairs, Shawn following right behind you with Elle in his arms.

Elle currently sat in a highchair, messing around with some little banana puffs you had brought for her to eat, as well as some actual fruit that you packed before you three left. She watched her dad take a couple enormous bites of his burrito because it was apparently fascinating her for some reason.

“You want a bite, honey?” Shawn teased, leaning his burrito towards her.

You slapped his arm and cleared your throat.

“Don’t tease her, that’s mean.”

“Yum daddy!” Elle squealed suddenly, you shushing her as people gave you rude looks.

Jesus, people sometimes forget that they were a baby at one point as well.

You had shoved your plate away, having already finished your tacos You took a look outside, noticing paprazzi already gathering making you nervous. You would be fine if it was just you and Shawn, but it wasn’t. It was you, Shawn and Elle.

“Babe, we need to go.” You say, causing Shawn to look up from the bite he was taking and gives you a confused look.

You raise your fingers to make camera and Shawn looked out the window, his eyes immediately going to Elle. He took his last bite of the burrito and crumpled up the foil, depositing it on your plate; he rubs his hands together and stands up.

You pick Elle out of the highchair that was provided for her and kiss her cheek as she started to get a little fussy.

“Give me your jacket.” You say, adjusting her on your hip.

Shawn takes his jacket off, understanding what you were saying and putting it on top of Elle, hoping that it would shield her face.

You two didn’t have a problem of having the public know what she looks like, but having a bunch of cameras flash in her face might be extremely traumatic for her.

Shawn runs a hand through his hair, getting a little antsy as well as he was concerned for the safety of your daughter.

“Shawn,” you grab his hand. “Maybe tell them to turn the flash off?”

He nods, exiting the restaurant and a million flashes go off immediately.

“Hey guys, could you maybe turn your flashes off? I’m afraid that it’ll scare my daughter, please.” Shawn says calmly.

There are a couple responses like “yeah, Shawn, of course” and he nods at you to come out.

You fix his jacket around Elle and hold you hand against her head as you walk out, hearing click after click of the cameras.

Shawn puts an arm around your waist as you make your way to your car, the paps following.

A few ask how your meal was and Shawn responds with “their food is killer.”

That didn’t bother you, but what did, was when one of the men came extremely close to Elle’s face and took about ten pictures - the flash going off on every single one - and pushing into you as he tried to get closer.

You stumble forward slightly and guess the jacket slipped from Elle’s face slightly, but she started crying, pissing you off.

“Hey man, what the hell did I say?” Shawn yells at the pap, his face turning serious and his demeanor coming off angry. “There’s a reason why I asked you to not use your flash and you did and now you’ve upset my daughter - exactly what I didn’t want from you. Not to mention you pushed my wife, what the hell was that?”

You arrived at your car, trying to cradle Elle as that must’ve really scared her as she started screaming now.

“Shh, angel.” You say, rocking her.

You continue to listen to Shawn go off on the guy, definitely not helping the situation, but you obviously weren’t going to stop him. What that guy did was not okay and scared the living crap out of your child, not to mention you.

“Seriously, man, what the fuck?” Shawn says, his forehead crease extremely prominent as he held his arms out in question. “That was not okay what you just did - I would probably even call that harrassment.” Shawn raised his voice. “Don’t fucking touch my girls ever again.”

He begins to make his way back to you, as the pap begins to talk to him.

“Man, it’s just my job.”

“Your job is to take pictures.” Shawn yells. “Not to harrass my family, asshole.”

Elle had finally stopped crying as you gave her a bottle of water and once she was done, you capped it back up, strapping her into her seat. You shut the door to Shawn’s jeep, coming up behind him.

“Like I said man, it’s just my job.”

“Like Shawn said,” you spoke angrily, “your job is to not scare the shit out of my two year old daughter.”

“Like I said,” the man repeated. “It’s my job.”

“Yeah, a job you’re going to lose.” Shawn spits, opening the driver’s door and getting into the car, telling you to get in as well.

Nothing was said in the car after you left the restaurant, except for Shawn asking if you were okay.

When you arrived back home, you carried Elle into the house, switching on the living room light - causing her to start crying again.

“Elle, shh, it’s okay.” You try to calm her, getting nowhere and getting frustrated because the pap did this to her.

Her brown eyes had now become red as she had cried about four times today, making you feel sad.

“Do you need anything, babe?” Shawn asks.

You look back at him, shaking your head.

“I’m just going to rock her until she calms down and I’ll put her to sleep, it’s okay.”

Shawn just nods, giving his girl a kiss on the forehead. “Goodnight princess, daddy loves you.”

“Say goodnight daddy.” You say softly, rocking her a little more softly as you think she might be settling down.

Shawn heads upstairs to your bedroom as you stay down in the living room.

It takes about fifteen more minutes of straight crying until she stops and her eyes seem heavy. You carefully carry her upstairs and head into her room, setting her in her crib.

“Goodnight, Elle. Mommy loves you.” You say quietly as you turn off the light and shut the door.

You sigh deply, rubbing the back of your head as you enter your bedroom - Shawn in his proper night attire which consists of his boxer briefs and nothing else, is sat up in bed on his laptop.

You sit on the edge of the bed, taking your shoes and pants off, not really saying much.

“Shawn Mendes goes off on paprazzi after taking photos of his daughter Eleanor.” Shawn says, grumbling.

You stand up to look at him, turning around.

“Shawn, honey, what that man did was not right. You asked them very nicely to not use flash, yet that man got very close to her face and used his flash and pushed me to do it. He was in the wrong, not you.”

“I know, but it pisses me off so much because he did all the shit that I didn’t want them to do and he even pushed you, Y/N. When the hell is that okay?” Shawn asks, getting visibly frustrated and distraught.

You put a small tank on, getting into bed with him.

“It wasn’t, Shawn. Trust me, what you did wasn’t the best but you had a reason to do it.” You tell him, kissing his bare shoulder.

Shawn closes his eyes and rests his temple against your forehead, taking a deep breath.

“You know,” You say after a couple minutes of silence. “You’re really sexy when you’re angry.”

Shawn laughs, leaning over to capture your lips in a hot kiss.

“You are okay, though, right?” He asks, breaking the kiss.

“I’m fine.” You nod.

“Good, I honestly don’t know what I would do if he had actually hurt you in some way.”

“Well, let’s not think about that, because he didn’t.” You reason.

“I love you.” He says softly.

“I love you too.” You respond, kissing him.


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Jeon Jungkook As Your Best Friend

Originally posted by jeonbia

  • Watching horror movies at midnight cause’ he likes to scare you and use it as an excuse to keep you in his arms for the rest of the movie
  • Sleeping over at his place as he’d pretend he’s scared to sleep alone just to hug you to sleep and maybe even take this excuse to bury his face on your chest
  • Building forts with your bed sheets and him snuggling with you as he’d tell you the weirdest things you heard in a  while “ Do you want to see my seagull dance?”
  • Him being obsessed with Seagulls.” I relate to seagulls on a deeper level. My seagulls understand me unlike you! They fly and they like fries just like me”
  • You, stealing his white shirts and hoodies while the guy cannot survive because of you. “ WHY DID YOU STAIN MY FAVORITE WHITE SHIRT *CRIES THE HAN RIVER*. “ Come on Jeon, you have like 100 white t-shirts”. “ Don’t take my white shirts for granted you cruel woman.They’re all precious to me. My children  * rubs his cheek on the fabric on the white shirt* ” he’d pout
  • Him stealing your beanies and you pulling on his cheeks as a payback because you never find them afterwards. “ I did not take THEM!!!”
  • Him randomly putting his arm around your shoulder, because he likes the feeling of showing off that he has a girl even you’re not even his girlfriend.
  • You, teasing him because he always calls himself “International playboy” yet he can’t even approach girls.
  • Him pushing your back with his head when he wants you to move because that’s how he rolls
  • Him turning casual and normal backhugs onto a fight because he picks you up along the way and throws you somewhere god only knows why. “ I like picking up things and throwing them. My BAD” he’d giggle at you
  • Him randomly grabbing your hands and staring at your fingers and finger nails because he’s fascinated over how girly they look and how tiny they are compared to his larger hands. “ You’re so tiny” he’d comment and you’d fire back “ Yeah, just like your dick” you smirk. “ HOW DARE YOU”, he’d glare at you
  • You and him going on an adventure at night because you like breaking the rules and getting out of the dorm after curfew.
  • Eating ice cream at 3 in the morning because Jungkook can’t eat alone and ‘he’s scared’ Yeah bullshit
  • Watching the Titanic and him getting all teary but not wanting to admit it so he says that his eyes are sweating.
  • You ,making him pigtails with your hairties when he’s asleep because you like to take pictures and use it to blackmail him for future purposes. #TrueFriendship
  • Him trying to pull down your American Appereal Tennis Skirt cause’ they’re too short apprently .  “ I CAN’T.” he’d hide his eyes before snapping out “ WEAR PANTS OR SOMETHING PLEASE.I CAN’T PROTECT YOU ONCE YOU FLASH PEOPLE”. What he doesn’t know is that you’re wearing safety shorts lol.
  • Getting Ice cream and him licking onto yours as if it was everyday’s normal shit and you finding it utterly gross but then you cope up with it,cause’ jungkook never makes sense.
  • Him touching your boobs or your butt by accident and freezing because he never thought something scandalizing like this could happen to him . “ I-I-I-I DID NOT MEAN TO T-T-TOUCH IT.” he’d blink before regaining his composure “ But damn, It feels so soft can I touch it again?” he’d grins at you “ Come on, WE’RE FRIENDS!! I’LL let you touch me too– “ he replies and you smirk at him.He panics as he replies “ Uhm no, you know what? On second Thought, I don’t think it’s a good idea If I let you touch me”
  • You accusing him of watching porn because all guys do it and he’s trying to seem innocent in your eyes. “ I DONT’ WATCH PORN Pffffft. * stares everywhere except you*”
  • Sharing your first kiss because Jungkook has these uncontrollable hormones that begged him to jump on you when you were freshmans in high school.
  • Shopping for you lingerie together because Jungkook likes how Victoria Secret’s bra shops smell good.People think you’re a couple because jungkook even helps you out to pick your bras. He chooses the most scandalous ones most of the times. “Ooh~ I like lace. Try this on~”He’d pick the most racy bra in the entire shop and you’d roll your eyes“ I’m buying this to support my boobs not to impress you, romeo” you nudge his head
  • You , patting his butt in an adoration manner , because he’s like your son in some kind of way and this is also the reason why you didn’t freak out when he touched your butt by accident.
  • Going to the movies and him being all sneaky and eating more than half of the popcorn because he does not give a single F and he’s too hungry.
  • You, glaring at him cause’ he always steals your food without permission but then he pouts at you and gives you the puppy face , so you can’t even retort
  • You, pulling on his cheeks endlessly because he’s so squishy and him cringing his face cause’ it’s hurting him so badly.
  • Getting asked out on a date by a senior, but jungkook randomly steps in and cockblocks you for no apparent reason cause’ he doesn’t like the guy.
  • Sending little silly notes to each other in class when the teacher is talking cause’ jungkook absolutely needed to share his discomfort about you going out on a date with Jimin while stating that he’s a pervert
  • You teasing him about his crushes in front of them because you just like seing jungkook acting all shy and embarrased.
  • Him threatening you with his eyes to shut it because he can’t bare with the embarrassement.
  •   Clubbing together and you chose to wear a short sparkly dress meanwhile he tries covering you up for the entire night with his vest no matter what cause’ he’s worried. “ STOP EXHIBITING YOUR BODY . I BEG YOU!!”
  • Getting drunk together and stumbling your way back home as he’s sobbing a river on your shoulder over how he’s sad that Sailor Moon is a fictionnal anime character and not his girl.
  • Him bitting your shoulder when you’re cuddling because that’s his way to show affection while staying close.
  • Him engulfing you in his arms whenever you try arguing against him cause’ he knows how much you soften up the second your face is buried on his chest
  • You, telling him about all of your crushes and how much you find Zac Efron sexy meanwhile he’s getting salty as hell and you don’t notice it.
  • Him pretending to be your boyfriend in the most random moments cause’ he doesn’t like it when other boys hit on you. “ She’s my fiancee. Don’t even f*cking try it.”
  • Sometimes he takes his game a bit too far . “ We’re having a second kid and she’s three months pregnant. I suggest you f*ck off sir” he’d smirk . “ WHO’S PREGNANT–” you’d be ready to shout at him but he’d put his palm casually over your lips “ Don’t shout babe,It’s not good FOR THE BABY!!” he’d keep on playing
  • You nagging him for not letting you date any guy because he’s always acting way too overprotective. “ Boys are dangerous Y/N. They’re savage!! Don’t go near them and find a man you can trust. Just like me” he’d reply with a smug look
  • You playing with his black silky while haor pulling on it a few times to get his attention and him complaining because his scalp is too precious to get totured by you. “ My hair is worth millions, don’t go around pulling on it as if I’m your doll”
  • Him randomly picking you up bridal style whenever he’s happy about something cause’ He likes to show off his strenght “ I’M THE MAN!!!”
  • Moving in together because it’s easier to pay the rent that way and you’re used to each other
  • Playing fight or having pillow fights as you make so much noise that your neighbors complain.
  • Sharing your shampoo and products because jungkook loves to smell the same as you. “ SHARE IT.” Jungkook would pull the conditionner away from you “ Dont’ all stingy. I still play half of the rent. Lets be eco-friendly oki doki?”
  • Him playing with your hair and making the most hideous hairstyles ever seen in history. “ Oooh~ you look like a witttcchhhhhh!!!!” he’d laugh “ Now you look like a poop” he’d play once again “ How about I turn you onto a Seagull? Do you have hair gel somewhere?”
  • Him bitting on your forearm with his bunny teeth when you work on your school project cause’ he believes that playing with him is better than getting a good grade. “ Come on Y/N. Get up or I’ll eat you” he’d bite your shoulder and you’d give him a  scandalized stare. He takes back his words “ O-Oh U-Uhm…* cough cough* NOT IN THAT SENSE OF THE TERM ” he’d blush franctically
  • Him stealing your nivea lipbalms because he likes to test them out but never gives them back “ I feel like I kissed you when I wear these lipbalms” he’d chuckle
  • Making out accidentally when you’re both drunk because Jungkook has been single for too long and he cannot keep his hands to himself. “Come on, It won’t hurt to just kiss. I promise I won’t go further than a kiss” he’d giggle at you
  • Him trying to get more everytime because once he got a taste he’d like to have more. “ Come on~~~ Y/N!!! I even chose your underwear with you.There’s nothing weird about this!! It’d be more weird if we’d stay away from each other “  but he eventually feels weird for wanting this since you’re supposed to be friends. “ Why am I feeling like this?” He’d feel hot and bothered when looking at your lips
  • You rolling your eyes over how horny he gets on a daily basis and him feelling extra embarrassed because you’re a witness. “ Sorry, it’s not like I can control this” he’d bite on his bottom lip
  • Him falling for you with time and you being oblivious.
  • Him looking at you with adoration for no reason and making up excuses just to keep you close to him. “It’s winter, lets not waste money on the heater and just cuddle instead.”
  • Him wanting to save money in other naughty ways too. “How about we shower together too? We’d save lots of money for tuition” he’d smirk at you and you being scandalized “ STOP BEING SO ECO-FRIENDLY. I’M NOT SHOWERING WITH YOU” you’d spit back “ Girl, Please!! Don’t be all stingy! I just wanted you to wash my hair for me” he tilt his head to the side charmingly “ HELL NO” you glare at him

This is a little gift to you guys for making me reach 6.5k followers<333 I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed making it!! Tbh I like Jungkook as a best friend more than as a Boyfriend lollll.

I made Jungkook and Yoongi as your Boyfriends a while ago and I thought this idea sounded kinda cute <3

Here’s the links to Jungkook and Yoongi as your Boyfriends : Jungkook / Yoongi

When you and Moonbin go on a park date

Thank you for requesting again! ^^ I hope you like this~

honestly, i’m so sorry about how this turned out T-T i tried my best but idk i’m not sure how i think about the result… sorry >< i promise i’ll write something a lot more fluffy for you in the future when i come up with a good plot ;-; i just had no idea how to make this fluffier ;-;

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Fluff more on the lighthearted side i think, not very heavy fluff in my opinion ><

Requested by anon ♥

Originally posted by moonha

Was it the sun that was shining brightly? Or maybe the scent of spring in the air? Or perhaps the boy who was lying down next to you on the blanket you two had laid down on the green grass? No matter what the reason, you were still feeling extremely happy. All the worries you had had only half an hour earlier had vanished thanks to the date Bin had arranged. He hadn’t told you anything before the date and you had realized it was a park date only when you arrived in the park.

“Look at that cloud,” Bin nudged you a little and pointed at a fluffy white cloud on the sky. You looked at it. “Doesn’t it look like a huge ball of cotton candy?” he asked and turned his head to look at you.

“A little,” you chuckled at his imagination. “It looks really fluffy. I wonder what it would be like to lie on top of it…”

Bin smiled widely. You were quiet for a bit and just stared at the blue sky. Then you sat up and grabbed the picnic basket your boyfriend had brought. Bin sat up too when you opened the basket.

“Uwaa!” you exclaimed when you saw all the small containers in the basket.

There were two bottles of water, sandwiches and different kinds of fruits.

You looked at Bin. “Did you prepare all of this?”

He nodded. “I know you had a rough week. I wanted to make you feel better.”
You put the basket aside and hugged him. He hugged you back with a smile and patted your back comfortingly.

“What did I ever do to deserve you?” you wondered and looked at him after ending the hug.

He ruffled your hair and chuckled when you shook your head, disliking his action. “Let’s just eat,” he grabbed the basket and started taking out all the containers. He laid the containers on the blanket and you opened them one by one. “Oh,” you looked at Bin, surprised. “You brought watermelon too?”

“Of course,” he said and opened one of the water bottles. He let you have some first before drinking it himself.

“Here,” you offered him a piece of apple. He ate it with a smile.

“Is it good?” you asked and he lifted a thumb up and nodded his head. You smiled widely and after that you two just kept feeding each other the fruits until there was nothing left. You also ate the sandwiches that were so delicious that you were a little sad when there were no more left.

“Thank you for the food,” you thanked Bin and he offered you a smile as a response.

After closing the containers and putting them back in the basket, Bin lay down and placed his head on your lap.

“What is this setting?” you laughed at his sudden actions. “Seems like a drama.”

He chuckled. “Do you like it?”

“Hmm,” you hummed as if you were thinking about it. “I’m not sure,” you lied.

“Ah why?” he whined with a pout, leaving you laughing loudly.

“Sorry, I was just kidding,” you couldn’t stop laughing at his reaction. When you stopped laughing, you looked at him. He had closed his eyes and was breathing calmly, almost looking like he had fallen asleep. You gently ran your fingers through his hair and his lips curved to a smile once again.

“What?” you were amused. “Does it feel good?”

He nodded cutely. “Why wouldn’t it feel good? A cute girl like you is running her fingers through my hair. I like it,” he said, overflowing with aegyo.

“Ugh,” you cringed at his cuteness but also smiled widely at the same time. “Stop lying.”

He opened his eyes. “You look good from this angle too.”

You raised your eyebrows at his statement and in a few seconds you were making the weirdest face you would pull off at that moment. Bin couldn’t stop laughing at your derp face and soon you started laughing too. The laughing continued for a bit and when you finally calmed down, you both had tears in your eyes from laughing so hard.

“It wasn’t that funny,” you said, wiping your tears away.

“Yes it was. I love your weird faces. They’re so funny.”

“You’re not bothered by them?” you asked with a smile and played with his hair.

“Never,” he smiled while looking at you.

You hummed as a response and kept smiling as you played with his hair. It was soft and the scent of his shampoo made you even happier. You loved the scent of the shampoo he used. You didn’t know what was so special about it but the scent just reminded you so much of the first time you two had met. Your first meeting had been quite weird. You literally fell on top of him the very first time you saw him.

“Hey,” you said after a silence.


“You made me fall on purpose, didn’t you?” you asked, referring to your first meeting.

He let out a ‘ha’ of disbelief. “Haven’t we talked about this enough?”

“You keep saying it was an accident but the more I think about it the more unbelievable it seems. I mean, how did I just happen to miraculously fall on top of you like that? That only happens in dramas!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose!” he sat up, amused. “I swear it was an accident.”

“Don’t lie to me,” you gave him a look.

He chuckled and suddenly grabbed your shoulders. He made you lie down so that your head was resting on his lap. “It doesn’t matter if it was intended or not, what matters is that I managed to become your boyfriend.”

You still didn’t believe him but decided to let it slide this once. “Whatever,” you smiled and closed your eyes, letting him play with your hair.

“I might have done it on purpose,” he whispered after a bit. You opened your eyes and were greeted by his playful smile. “But it was worth it.”


Little Wolf

Anon asked: Can you do an imagine where Emma finds her little foster sister (reader) in Neverland? Like she’s a tough scrappy little thing and fights the lost boys to save Henry and Emma refuses to leave her side.

Warning: Peter (crazy) Pan is in here , and he is obsessed with you, yes I do think that peter is a warning , because he’s basically aN OLD MAN IN A CHILD’S BODY ¿¡HOW DISTURBING IS THAT?! VERY.

(A/N): So I get a little carried away so it’s pretty long, and the worst part is that the end sucks , BUT i can make a part two involving Ingrid and that whole mess, just send a plot! :D

Pairing: Emma x Sister!Reader and a slightly little bit of Reader x Peter

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Best Friend!Mark Lee

•you being the biggest Markhyuck shipper ever
•lowkey always having food for him
•never admitting that they’re for him
•"no way, this was suppose to be Taeyong’s but I found you first so here"
•you smacking him in the head a lot because he says stupid things
•"I think you’re giving me brain damage"
•*smacks again*
•having conversations about the weirdest things at 2am
•"aren’t you suppose to be sleeping or something"
•"idk sleep is for the weak"
•then sleeps for a week
•teaching him girl group dances at your sleep overs
•laughing at him trying to do girl group dances
•teaching you how to ride a hoverboard at sleep overs
•laughing at you when you fall on your face
•"kill me now"
•"okay how do you want to die?“
•whenever someone asks you why you and Mark are friends you always answer with the same thing
•"I’m only friends with him because he can give me Johnny’s number”
•you showing up all his shows but instead of wearing his merch you where the other members
•your favorite is the Johnny merch
•apart of the foreign swaggers squad
•kicks him out of the kitchen everytime he steps one foot into it
•"I would rather eat that flower over there than your cooking"
•" I AM T R I G G E R E D"
•he likes giving you his sweaters because it makes him feel big
•you denying because you feel small
•him getting the other boys to force you inside one
•ends up with you in a sweater and the minis doing puppy faces
•Mark is also doing all the chores for the next week
•you helping him because you don’t want him to be in charge of cooking and anything that includes fragile stuff
•makes a diss track about you with the help of Yuta
•you getting offended and making one about him
•always trying to be lit but failing