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{PART 19} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Not knowing whether to stay and fight, or run and protect you; Jungkook gets thrown into a world of fear and panic. Meanwhile, Yoongi and Serrena battle for victory in the silent game of war they play;

“How dreadful…to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules.”

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

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Among the Crowd (Soulmate AU)

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

Word Count: 2,232

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

Originally posted by v-writings


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

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

Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

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

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[After the battle with Gaea, Percy, finally home, is fast asleep in his old bedroom. Sally is sitting at the foot of his bed, staring blankly at a copy of Pride and Prejudice. Every once in a while she looks over at her son, as though afraid he might disappear if she doesn’t check to make sure he’s still there. The rooms suddenly fills with a light, salty smelling breeze, and Poseidon appears]

Poseidon (quietly): How is he?

Sally (staring blindly at her book): …Tired. Sore. Alive, at least.

Poseidon (exhaling a small sigh of relief): Thank the oceans for that. For a while, I wasn’t sure he was going to-

Sally (getting to her feet): May I have a word with you, privately?

Poseidon (glancing from her to Percy): ….Now? What about-

Sally (walking to the door): Just out in the hall.

[Nonplussed, Poseidon follows her out. Sally gently shuts the door, checking one last time to see that Percy is still asleep and present, then turns to face Poseidon]

Sally: I’m going to lose my temper now.

Poseidon (blankly): …When?

Sally (narrowing her eyes): Right now.

Poseidon: Well, when-

[Sally slaps him across the face. Poseidon gives an involuntary noise of shock and pain, clutching his face before staring at her in mute incomprehension]

Sally (breathing hard): Two years ago, YOU made a promise to me, while we were stranded in New York, trying to find our son, that if he survived, you would never put him through another curse, quest, prophecy, or geas- whatever those are. And I believed you. So why?

Poseidon (softly): Sally…

Sally (wiping away furious tears, voice breaking): Why did you lie to me?!

Poseidon (simply, with over two thousand years of pain, exhaustion and resignation behind it): Because I’m a god.

Sally (glaring at him): You are also a father.

Poseidon (helplessly): Sally, I’m trying to tell you the truth about myself.

Sally (through gritted teeth): I don’t care about the truth about yourself.

[Poseidon nods silently in understanding, lowering his gaze to the floor. Sally gives a shuddering sigh, face in her hands]

Sally (miserably): I’m a writer. I know how these things go. This story is just too predictable.

Poseidon: Predictable, really? What happens in the end?

Sally (quietly, turning her back on Poseidon, one hand on the handle of Percy’s door): In the end? In the end, they all die. Percy and every child like him dies, unless you and your family change.

I’d Say So (Jared Kleinman X Reader)

WC: 2125

Warnings: Kinda angsty, BMC/DEH crossover

Tagged: @lildipstick @bellasabb @ahhhhamilton

Summary: Y/N decides to get a SQUIP. Things don’t end well when her boyfriend, Jared, finds out.

A/N: This was requested!! Hope you guys enjoy!

“So this thing actually works? It isn’t gonna go haywire like Jeremy’s did?” I asked, glancing down nervously at the shoebox in front of me.

“Jeremy Heere was a rare instance. This is a newer software, so all the bugs have been fixed.” The stock boy said, pushing the shoebox closer towards me.

“Awesome, awesome. Here’s your money, then.” I said, passing him the required bills. He smiled at me as he took the money, and he looked more like a shark than anything remotely human.

“Enjoy your new life.” He said, passing me the pill. I took it and watched nervously as he walked away, my leg bouncing up and down.

I pulled out the bottle of Mountain Dew from my backpack, and uncapped it, shoving the cap in my pocket.

I took in a deep breath and popped the pill in my mouth, taking a large swig of Mountain Dew.

I swallowed and let out a sigh, remembering what Jeremy had said about it taking a while to kick in.

I walked quickly back to my car, thanking God that I only lived about a 5 minute drive from the mall. I got home and opened Instagram, noticing a new post from Jared.

@theinsanelycooljk

Look at this nerd. She’s the worst, honestly. @Y/I/N

The photo was of me last Saturday, curled up on a couch, clutching a stuffed bear Jared gave me for Valentine’s Day and wearing one of Jared’s t-shirts.

I rolled my eyes, but a smile crept onto my face at his actions. I went to reply, but a wave of pain watched over my body.

“What the hell!” I screamed, collapsing to the ground. I rolled around, feeling my muscles seize up.

Calibration complete. Access procedure initiated.” A voice said and I looked around, wondering who was saying that. 

Discomfort level may increase.” The voice said and I suddenly let out a shriek of agony, feeling like I was being pulled apart from the inside.

Accessing: neural memory. Accessing: muscle memory. Access procedure: complete. Y/N Y/L/N… welcome to your Super Quantum Unit Intel Processor. Your SQUIP.” The voice rang through my head and I was suddenly free of pain.

“You… you sound like Lin-Manuel Miranda.” I said, and there was a brief silence. I wondered if the SQUIP was still active, but the voice spoke up again.

This is my default setting according to your memories. You can also set me for Kristin Chenoweth, Philippa Soo or Andrew Rannells.” Lin’s voice said, and I shook my head in disbelief.

“Lin’s fine. I, uh, God this is weird.” I said, still in shock and disbelief.

I exist only in your mind, Y/N. No one can see me, but they can, however, see you having an animated conversation with yourself. Instead, you can think at me. Telepathically, per se.” The SQUIP said, and I paused, cringing internally.

“Uh, ok.” I thought, still uncomfortable with Lin-Manuel Miranda in my head. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door, and my eyes widened.

Answer it, Y/N.” The voice said and I nodded, walking to the door. I swung it open, and smiled when I saw Michael and Jeremy standing there.

“Hey Y/N!” Michael said and I smiled, ushering them in. They dumped their backpacks down on the couch, and Jeremy brought me into a quick hug.

“How are you?” Jeremy asked, and I shrugged my shoulders. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my back, and I straightened up immediately, cursing  internally.

You were slouching. For a drama student, I’d expect you to have better posture.” The SQUIP said and I immediately straightened up.

“I, uh, I’m fine. Really.” I said and Jeremy shot me a strange look.

“Can he tell I’ve got one? You know, a SQUIP?” I thought, and I imagined the SQUIP was laughing.

He can suspect, sure, but he will never be certain because of the fact that his unit is currently disabled.” Lin’s voice said and I nodded, not noticing th strange look Jeremy shot me.

“Y/N… are you sure you’re ok?” Jeremy asked, gently placing a hand on my arm. I flinched away slightly, and Jeremy’s eyes widened.

I hate to alarm you, but he has definitely noticed now.” My SQUIP said and I let out a shaky breath.

“How could you? I… ugh.” Jeremy said, running a hand through his hair.

“What’s wrong? Is… is something going on?” Michael asked, jogging up next to Jeremy.

“She got one, Michael. A SQUIP.” Jeremy whispered, and Michael’s face fell as he looked at me.

“Why?” Michael asked, looking at me with shock and disappointment etched into his features.

You should probably answer him. And tell him the truth. You may not have the same end game as Jeremy did, but they’ll assume that you do.” My SQUIP said and at this point I wanted to punch it.

“I, uh, I can assure you that I don’t want to be cool. That’s the last thing I want.” I said, but that didn’t ease the disappointment on my friend’s faces.

“You saw what that thing did to Jeremy. To the entire school. Why would you want that, Y/N?” Michael asked, sounding incredibly hurt.

“I… I wanted to be something better than what I already am. I know I have a good life and wonderful friends, but that doesn’t stop me from having social anxiety and a crappy self esteem.” I said and their faces softened slightly.

“You should’ve come to us instead of getting one of those cursed floppy discs implanted in your brain. You could’ve gone to Evan. Or Jared. God, what’s Jared gonna say about this?” Jeremy said, his eyes widening slightly.

I assure you, I am much better than a floppy disc.” The SQUIP said and I sighed, raking a hand through my hair.

“I’m calling Jared, Y/N. He has to know about this. He loves you more than anything else.” Michael said, and I winced at the thought of Jared reacting to the news Michael would be bearing.

“Maybe Michael and I should head off. We, uh, we can meet up another afternoon.” Jeremy said, looking at me with pity in his eyes.

“Calm down Jared! Yes, she’s home. Where do you think we are?” I heard Michael say, and I let out a sigh.

“Stay strong, Y/N. If it, uh, ever gets too much, I have an open door and a fridge full of Mountain Dew Red. Just remember that.” Jeremy said, tentatively placing a hand on my arm.

I would highly recommend not taking his offer. My objective is to help, I swear.” I nodded, smiling at Jeremy.

“Jared’s on his way over. He did not sound impressed.” Michael said, shoving his phone in his pocket.

“Ok, ok. You guys should go.” I said, giving the boys the largest smile I could muster. It was pretty depressing, but they appreciated the sentiment.

I waved halfheartedly at them as they left, and I let out a sigh as soon as they were gone.

You haven’t ruined your friendship, Y/N. They’re just disappointed. And slightly angry, but that’s not the point.” The SQUIP said, and I let out a groan.

“I don’t care that I haven’t ruined our friendship. They still hate me, and I can’t blame them.” I thought, pacing around the house and thanking god my parents weren’t home.

We’ll work on your self loathing later. Jared’s here.” I took in a deep breath, readying myself for the wrath of Jared.

“What the hell were you thinking, babe?” I saw Jared storm in, his face already red.

“I’m sorry, it’s just.” Jared interrupted me by capturing my lips in a kiss, and my eyes widened slightly.

Well, that was unexpected.”

I closed my eyes, attempting to block out the SQUIP. It worked, and I tangled my fingers in Jared’s hair, tugging on it gently.

He let out a low moan, and his grip on my waist tightened slightly. Jared pulled away, his breathing laboured and his cheeks flushed.

“I love you. You know that right?” Jared said, his hair sticking up at odd angles.

“Of course.” I muttered, resting my forehead against Jared’s.

“Then why the hell would you do this?” Jared said, pulling his face away from mine.

I let out a sigh, running a hand through my hair. “Jared, you know how much of a mess I am. I’m socially anxious, and…” I said, not wanting to tell Jared my other reason for getting the SQUIP.

“And? And what?” Jared said, looking at me with a determination he reserved only for incredibly intense games of Monopoly.

“And I often get worried that you don’t really love me.” I whispered, lowering my gaze to the floor.

Just in case you’re wondering, Jared isn’t pleased with that. At all.”

“Is.. do you honestly think that?” Jared asked, his voice soft. I took in a deep breath and nodded, bravely lifting my head.

I felt tears welling in my eyes, but I noticed that they had started to form in Jared’s eyes as well.

“Oh, Y/N.” Jared whispered, pulling me close to his chest. I sniffled, feeling a few tears run down my face.

“Shh, shh.” Jared muttered into my hair, rubbing my back soothingly. My tears found their way onto Jared’s shirt, and I noticed that my SQUIP was silent.

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Jared said and I lifted my head, noticing that his eyes were starting to go a little red.

“Never, ever, doubt that I love you. Sure, there will be times where you feel unloveable. Like the world is just out to get you. But those times are minute in comparison to the good times.” Jared said, gently wiping away one of my tears with his thumb.

Mathematically, and according to your memory base, 85% of the memories you have could be classed as ‘good’.

“I love absolutely everything about you. Your smile, your eyes and the way they light up when I tell you some dumb joke. How your hair always smells like strawberries and vanilla. Like, how?” Jared said, and I chuckled weakly.

“It’s my shampoo.” I muttered, a half smile resting on my face. Jared smiled widely at me and kissed my forehead, his lips lingering for a few seconds.

“I love the way your hand fits so perfectly in mine, and don’t get me started on your body. That could spark a very different kind of conversation.” Jared said, looking me up and down, biting his lip.

I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, and my smile widened slightly. “What I’m trying to say is, I love you Y/N Y/L/N, and I always will. SQUIP or no SQUIP.” Jared said, placing his lips on mine.

You should tell him that he’ll probably love you more with my assistance.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, fiddling with the hair on the nape of his neck. His arms snaked around my waist, and pulled me tightly against his chest.

I kissed Jared with fervour, focusing on nothing except him. I pulled away reluctantly, my lungs burning slightly.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” Jared said, punctuating his words by kissing both my cheeks and my forehead. I sniffled, smiling wider and brighter than before.

“You’re my favourite human being. You know that, right?” I said, looking up at Jared with love in my eyes.

Jared chuckled, tucking a wisp of hair behind my ear. “Of course I know that. And the same goes for you, Y/N. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He said, taking one of my hands in his free one.

“Crash and burn, probably. You’re not very good at fending for yourself, babe.” I said, gigging slightly as I watched Jared pout.

“You’re so mean. I meant, it’s true, but still!” Jared said, squeezing my hand gently. I rolled my eyes, pecking his dusty pink cheek.

“Oh, babe! I almost forgot.” Jared said suddenly, and I looked at him curiously, arching an eyebrow.

“What is it?” I asked, and Jared smiled widely at me, pulling his phone out from his pocket.

“I saw the funniest meme the other day. You’re gonna love it!” Jared exclaimed, unlocking his phone and scrolling through it.

I laughed loudly, shaking my head at the enthusiasm Jared had for memes. “Sometimes I wonder why I’m still dating you, Jared.” I said, laughing slightly.

“Because I’m a wonderful human being who love you with every fibre of his being?” Jared said, giving me wide puppy dog eyes.

“I’d say so, babe. I’d say so.”

Miss Right (M)

pairing: Taehyung x Reader 

words: 8k

genre: lots of fluff, some angst, smut

summary: Taehyung’s first time meeting your somewhat intimidating American parents. 

A/N: This is my first real fic so I’d appreciate constructive feedback!! I really like how it turned out but there may be some grammatical errors, I’m probably going to write a sequel to this but right now this is a stand-alone.

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

You were from America and decided to move to South Korea after going there to study abroad in Seoul to be a nurse and falling in love with the country at the same time, you family wasn’t very happy because you would be halfway across the world from them but after convincing them that this was something that you really wanted to do they allowed it. You were growing to be pretty fluent in Korean and tried to teach your parents but they really though that it was your thing and didn’t bother since they weren’t the ones moving to Korea.

 You met Taehyung the day that you moved into your apartment, you didn’t really have any friends to help you move all of your furniture and you couldn’t afford to hire a moving guy yet so you were trying to move all of your furniture from your rented moving van up to your apartment on the second floor of the complex and it worked out fine for your dining chairs and side tables but when it came to your couch you were just struggling to get it through the doorway by yourself. That was when ,fatefully, Taehyung walked past and couldn’t help but notice your struggle and decided to step in. 

“Do you want any help with that?” he said coming up behind you and tapping your shoulder, making you jump.

 "Oh my gosh!“ You sounded out of breath from physically straining yourself. You were used to doing manual labor because you always had to help your dad out with chores but this wasn’t something that you could handle yourself but you also didn’t want to inconvenience this handsome stranger. “Umm you don’t have to, I’m sure I’ll get it eventually, but thanks!” you said after catching your breath.

“No it’s really no problem and I have nothing better to do so don’t worry about it,“ Taehyung said, ignoring the voice in the back of his head saying that he was already late for dance practice and didn’t have time for this and listening to the voice that was telling him that you seemed like you really needed help, you’re face was red, your hair was messy, and he could tell that you were foreign so you probably didn’t even know anybody else here to help you so who was he to make you struggle just so he can go to his dance practice? He silently made the decision to help, then got to work getting on the other side of your couch without letting you voice any protests and picking up his side.

“O-okay, thank you,” you picked up the other side of the couch and with the help of Taehyung, walking it through the doorway of your apartment complex and lifting it up the stairs to the second floor where your apartment was. Once you got your couch inside your apartment you and Taehyung sat down in exhaustion on the couch 

“Thank you so much…?“

“Taehyung, my names Taehyung Kim, what’s yours?”

“Oh it’s y/n, thank you Taehyung, I don’t know what I would’ve done without you, could I get you a water or coffee or something?” You jumped off of the couch to go to the fridge to get your savior something to drink 

“I’ll have a water please”

“Okie dokie”

“So where are you from, if you don’t mind me asking?” he asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

“I just moved here from America but I’ve lived here before for a year while studying abroad" 

"Oh, well I hope you like living here” he said, when you looked at him he reminded you of sunshine with his bright boxy smile and golden skin. “Okay so I actually have to be leaving I’m kinda late for a practice and I think my members might get a little snippy with me if I skip it entirely to hang out with you even though I would love that, so I guess I’ll see you around?” Taehyung got off the couch and headed toward the door, making your heart sink a little, you really enjoyed his company. 

“Umm how about I treat you to dinner sometime to thank you for all of your help, I can give you my number if you want to set it up later,” you said, thinking quickly to come up with a reason to keep this person in your life. Taehyung’s heart jumped at your suggestion because he really wanted to get to know you better so he quickly pulled out his phone, ignored all of the missed notifications from the other members and made a new contact for you in his phone and affectionately named you “couch cutie 🛋” then he had to hurry off to practice leaving you in your new apartment looking at your door with a dumb smile on your face. 

That encounter led to your first date, a midnight meeting at a convenience store to eat ramen together, where you learned that he was an idol and he had to be very secretive about his personal life for the safety and privacy of his friends and family. You understood and asked about his music because it was obviously his passion and even though you didn’t really understand all of the terms that he was saying you admired how excited and passionate he was about his dream. He asked you to be his girlfriend after the third date which was really just him coming over to your house to eat dinner and watch a movie in private together and you accepted his affections because you were really starting to fall for this sunshine of a person and it was hard to see how anyone could not love him to pieces. And so your relationship with Taehyung soon blossomed into a romance that neither of you had ever experienced before because you were in love with each other and it felt nothing like the short insignificant relationships you both had been in prior. It made you feel crazy because you had never fallen so hard, so fast for someone. You had never missed someone so bad or constantly had your mind on him, wondering what he was doing. He made you feel wanted and he never made you feel like any less than a strong, beautiful woman. Your relationship wasn’t perfect, you still had disagreements and needed to make compromises, it was still hard for you when he was gone for months on end but you understood that the path that he had chosen was his dream and you wanted him to put that first before anything. He supported your studies to be a nurse and would cheer you on nights that you stayed up until midnight to finish a research paper.

The first time you brought Taehyung home to America it was unbearably awkward because a) your parents were unbearably overprotective and unwilling to trust that you would fall in love with a good person because if your past boyfriends and b) the language barrier, Taehyung knew very limited english and was much better at writing english than actually having conversations in english and your family knew almost no Korean so you would have to translate their conversations for them and it was just mentally exhausting for you. 

The night after Tae’s first meeting with your family you had to talk him back into staying for the rest of the trip (that was to celebrate your 1 year anniversary) because he was convinced that your parents hated him. Your father was always a hard man to pretty much anyone who wasn’t in his immediate family and no one really knew that he was a huge softie who loved lame tv shows until they really got closer to him. Your mother was probably one of the kindest women in the entire world and wouldn’t hurt a fly but with anybody that you would bring home before she would trust them with her baby, she would act very cold until she knew that they loved you and would take care of you. You mentally cursed yourself for not debriefing Taehyung on what to expect when it came to your parents and now he was stressing out because they had intimidated him so badly.

"Oh my god y/n they hate me. They hate me so much and honestly I should just leave so you can spend some family time together without my presence. Did you see his face when I told him I was in a boy group?? He stared me down and didn’t even blink for I swear like 3 minutes!! And why does your mom hate me? I know I’m not from America but aren’t all moms supposed to be welcoming and friendly?? She! Hates! Me!“ Taehyung said while laying in the bed in your childhood bedroom with you, he was talking so fast you decided to just wait until he was finished to try and explain your parents behavior. You both were tired from the flight and were laying together in pajamas. It was strange for you to see Taehyung react like this, usually he was a very level-headed person, keeping you calm when you got lost or something and just relaxing and going with the flow. Taehyung now was completely different, he was acting like your parents approval of him was contingent for your relationship to continue so you knew you had to reassure him that it was okay.

"Tae listen to me, they don’t hate you I promise, this is just how they act when I bring someone home because they like to test them to see if they are good. I know they are kinda crazy but I know that they’ll learn to love you once they see the side of you that I know. My dad is very intimidating and I’m sorry for him but that’s just how he acts with everyone really and my mom will probably warm up to you by tomorrow. You can’t leave I love you too much and you are part of the family if I have anything to say about it.” You said, snuggling to his side and stroking his arm trying to comfort him. You were resting your head on his chest and you could hear how fast his heart was beating and it worried you. You knew that he had been through a lot today, from the plane ride here to your parents psychological warfare and you were genuinely sorry that he had to deal with that because he didn’t get many breaks and it sucked that he wasn’t able to rest and relax for this one. He was the one to suggest going and meeting your parents for your guys’ anniversary though, but you didn’t think that he really knew what he was getting himself into. You leaned over him so that you were hovering over his face, “I love you” you said punctuating every syllable with a kiss. 

Taehyung felt like he was in over his head, he just wanted to come meet your parents and he really thought that you were joking on the plane ride when you told him that your parents were kinda crazy. He wasn’t so much worried about your mother not liking him because he could sense her being kinder to him during the end of the night. Who he was really worried about was your father. He couldn’t believe you when you told him that that was how he acted normally, who stares at someone for 3 minutes straight and that’s considered normal?? You had met his parents about 2 months into your relationship and they had fallen absolutely in love with you, making Taehyung promise to treat you right so that you could be their daughter-in-law. His parents were always open and happy to him bringing anyone home and he was shook with the huge cultural difference. Your parents reactions made him feel scared and insecure about your love for him because it made him worry that you would leave him if your parents disapproved of him and that was the last thing that he wanted but he wanted you to be happy and he knew that your parents meant the world to you. You were always talking about helping your father paint your bedroom and building snow forts with him or how you would watch movies with your mom all the time. He saw the way that your eyes lit up when you thought about them and he wasn’t going to be the one to force you to choose between him and your family, just as he thought this you started speaking again.

"Babe even if my parents didn’t like you, I’m an adult and they are going to love me regardless it doesn’t matter to me if they disapprove of who I’m dating as long as you aren’t hurting me it doesn’t matter what they think of you and honestly you just need to give them time to get to know you. You are one of the best things that’s ever happened to me and I’m not going to let you go because of something stupid like this.“

Your words comforted the worries that he had in his mind a little but he was still wracked with stress but he knew that he had to get some rest.

"Alright babe, we’ll talk about it more in the morning, I love you” he said, closing his eyes and turning your bodies so you were spooning. He took a breath, breathing in the scent of you that he had grown so accustomed to and tried to calm his beating heart.

"Everything is going to be alright Taehyungie I promise” you shifted in his arms so that you were facing him and gave him a soft kiss, he responded timidly, something that you weren’t really used to when it came to kissing Taehyung, he was usually confident and passionate but now he was just soft and nervous. You pushed your mouth on him harder, nudging his mouth open with your tongue, he grew more confident, taking control of the kiss and putting his hands in your hair, tugging softly making you moan into his mouth. You pushed him over and straddled him, keeping your mouths connected. He started running his hands over your body, as if trying to commit it to memory, kissing you desperately. He was trying to quiet the thoughts that he kept having of you abandoning him but they just wouldn’t leave. He felt tears spring out of his eyes at the though of you not being in his life and you tasted the saltiness of his tears.

“Please don’t leave me y/n, I love you so much and I don’t know what I’d do without you.“ 

"Oh Tae, I would never leave you, I love you too much and I can’t imagine my life without you and guess what?" 

"Huh?" 

"I don’t have to because I’m not going anywhere and I’ll be damned if you go anywhere without me,” you kissed away the fresh tears on his face, deciding to yourself that you were going to have a talk with your parents tomorrow about their behavior toward him because this just wouldn’t do, you couldn’t have their actions destroy everything that you and Taehyung built just because they wanted to be unreasonably unlikable. You caressed his cheek softly until his breathing calmed down then turned so that you we back in your original spooning position. It only took a moment for your body to succumb to how tired it was from the eventful day as you fell into a restless sleep.

The next morning you woke up next to Taehyung with his arms wrapped loosely around you and you glanced at your clock. Good, your parents would be up so you could talk to them before Taehyung woke up. You gently removed yourself from Tae’s embrace so you didn’t wake him up, then walked from your old room to your dining room where your parents were sat eating bowls of cereal for breakfast.

"Good morning sweetie” said your mom looking up at you and smiling brightly.

“Good morning y/n” said your dad, looking up from the newspaper that he was reading.

“Good morning guys, I need to talk about something with you.” You said, grabbing a cup of coffee then sitting down at your dining room table to look at them. Their eyes shot up to look at you in mild confusion. “Alright look I know that you like to put all of my new dates through like a weird test thing to see if they are good enough for me and that’s all fine and dandy with all of the past people that I’ve dated but this is a lot different than my past dates by a long shot. Taehyung doesn’t speak fluent English and you guys don’t speak any Korean so all of the stuff that you would normally do is kinda freaking him out and he doesn’t know how to tell you guys that, I know that I may not have had much luck with choosing partners in the past but Tae is something special, I’ve been with him for a year and not once have I felt like I needed to change something about myself to make him feel more comfortable, not once has he made me feel like any less of a person, he’s such a good guy and I love him and I need you guys to trust that I’ve picked a keeper and stop with your mind games. Please?” You said, halfway pleading with your parents when you saw that their facial expressions looked like they were confused.

Taehyung had woken up shortly after you had left because he sensed that your presence was gone and he reached out in his sleep trying to reach you but he was only left with empty bed. His sleepy-irrational mind immediately panicked after last night with thoughts like ‘oh my god what if she’s left me and is never coming back?’ So he got out of bed and went to go find you. He could see that the bathroom that you had connected to your room was dark so he walked through the hallway to your dining room and stopped before entering when he heard you talking to your parents. He could see your face from his vantage point. He couldn’t really understand all of what you were saying but he made out that you were talking to them about him. He watched your face as you talked about him and it shocked him and warmed his heart when he realized that the same light that was in your eyes when you talked to Taehyung about your family was in your eyes when you talked to your family about Taehyung. He decided to go back to your room quietly so that he didn’t interrupt your conversation but the one thing that he definitely understood from your conversation was that you loved him.

“Alright honey,” your mom said with a sigh, “I’m sorry that we were so rough with him last night but you know that we only do that because we love you and we want your heart to be safe.”

“I know mom and I thank you for that, you guys have saved me countless times from shitty dates but he is nothing like them and I just want to be able to have a good time with the three most important people in my life,” you said looking down and fidgeting with your hands.

“We trust you y/n, I’ll try to stop being so cold to him but that doesn’t mean that I like him, he’s gotta earn that himself,” your dad said after being quiet for some time.

“Thank you so much guys,” you said getting up from your seat “ now, I’m going to make me and Tae a bowl of cereal and we’ll be out after we talk a bit okay?”

“That’s fine but don’t spill anything on your bed or I’ll have your ass,” your mom said, watching you make two bowls of cereal.

“Behave!” your dad said, watching you walk out of your dining room with your breakfast.

“I will!” you shouted back, chuckling softly at your parents and your playful banter. You walked back into your bedroom and was surprised to see Taehyung already awake and sitting up on your bed looking soft and sleepy.

“Hey babe, I got breakfast,” you said setting down the bowls on your side table and leaning down in front of him so your faces were about 2 inches apart and planted a chaste kiss on his mouth then standing back up. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, I love you,” he said, his voice sounding gravelly while intertwining his fingers with yours and pulling you back down on top of him so you both were laying down on your bed, Taehyung flat on his back and you directly on top of him. He lifted his head so that his mouth would meet yours in a stronger kiss, opening his mouth, you tasted like coffee and he loved it and you. Your room was lit by the sun coming in through your curtains and Taehyung resembled what was probably the closest thing to an angel that you’d ever see.

“God, I am so in love with you,” you said leaning your head down and kissing your way from his collarbone up to his jawline. He looked so good like this, skin glowing from sleep, his big eyes a little puffy, hair sticking up every which way, smiling like a dork at you. You were both wondering how you got so lucky to have each other.

Taehyung was in a state of bliss, he had you all to himself and with his work he usually didn’t get to spend a lot of time with you in the mornings the days that he spent the night at your place and not at the dorm. He started thinking that he could really get used to you being there for him every morning and every evening. He closed his eyes and relished in the warmth of your body heat together and the feeling of you pressing feather light kisses all over his face. It was then that he decided that he needed to make sure that you would always be there with him through everything. He also knew that it was still relatively early in your relationship so he was going to wait a bit to spring any proposal on you but just the thought of you two being legally bonded to each other for the whole world to see made him feel giddy, like a whole swarm of bees was trapped inside his chest. He opened his eyes quickly locked them with yours and flipped you over quickly so that he was lying on top of you. He then captured your lips in a strong and passionate kiss, you were a little startled by his sudden burst of energy but it didn’t stop you from kissing him back with just as much force and excitement. His hands found the back of your head and tangled into your hair, tugging lightly, you’re hands lightly scratched over his back in response to his ministrations. You tried to pull away from the kiss but he kept you there by biting your bottom lip softly, causing you to let out the softest moan in surprise. He started to grind his lower half on you, making you feel his hardness as he started to kiss away from your mouth lower until he was kissing down your neck, biting just a little. You really liked where this was going but you knew that your parents we probably waiting for you two to come out of your bedroom.

As if on cue you heard your moms voice ring through the hallway into your room, “Hey y/n, me and your father are going to go do a little grocery shopping, do you need or Taehyung need anything?”

You rolled Tae off of you in alarm and went to your bedroom door after fluffing down your hair and picking up the cereal bowl to make it look like that’s all you had been doing, “No I think we’re good but thank you mom!”

“Okay then you two have a good time, we have some new movies that you two can watch while we’re out!” You’re mom said, turning around and walking toward your front door and your father.

“I love you!” you called after her.

“I love you too!” you heard them call back after hearing the front door open and shut. You felt relieved that they were gone because Taehyung had stood up and was already slinking his hands around your hips from behind and pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses on the back of your neck.

“Baby, have I ever told you how beautiful you are? How happy you make me? How glad I am that you’re mine and I’m yours?” Taehyung said huskily, running his lips over your earlobe making you shiver. “I love you so much” he said pulling off your sleep shirt to reveal your bare chest, getting on his knees and kissing down the skin of your back, breathing in the familiar taste and scent of your skin, turning you around so that your front was facing him as he started to kiss from your naval down. He reached up and caressed your breasts, brushing over your hardened nipples. You felt lightheaded because of all of the feelings that he was causing and you knew that your panties we now soaked. One of his favorite things was eating you out and sometimes he wouldn’t stop when he got started until you had cum at least three times. He pulled back a little so he could drink in the view of you half-naked and blushing with a distinct wet spot on your panties. “Already this wet for me baby?” he said cockily stroking a finger over your panty-clad core, driving you crazy.

“Tae, please-” you said, knowing full well that you sounded needy and desperate, feeling an overwhelming satisfaction when Taehyung pushed you down onto your bed, your bottom half hanging off the mattress, while he pulled down your panties in one swift motion and latched his mouth in between your legs, devouring you ravenously. His sinful tongue found you clit, pressing down hard and moving in in a figure right motion causing you to practically scream into your pillows.

“Oh no y/n, I wanna hear you scream,” he said pausing what he was doing to your core to reach up and move the pillow away from you so you couldn’t muffle the sounds he was causing you to make, then he went back down to his place with his face in between your thighs. “Fuck you smell so good,” he said as he placed light kisses on your thighs while he easily pushed one finger into your core, stroking upward until he hit your g-spot while you breathlessly moaned his name, while he added a second finger he latched his mouth on your clit, making you buck into his face while emitting a half-choked sob at all the pleasure he was giving you. You were reaching your peak and you knew he could tell, your walls had started to clench around his fingers and you’re back was arching just how he liked and it was how he knew that you were seconds away from climaxing. “Go
on babe come on my face and hands, let yourself go,” Taehyung said before latching back onto your clit listening to your whimpers as you orgasmed all over him, feeling like electricity was surging through you as he stroked your g-spot through your climax making you feel breathless with overstimulation. You rode out your high with his fingers inside you until it got too much so you had to push him off of you. “You know I could literally never get tired of that,” Taehyung said, pushing himself onto the bed, catching his breath while you calmed down.

“Don’t think I’m done with you mister,” you said reaching down so you could clutch his hard-on through his sleep shorts, he hissed at the contact because he had been hard so long it hurt. You pulled off his shirt, and ran your hand over his chest. He had been meaning to start working out because he felt that he was getting chubby but every time he would talk like that you would combat his negative intrusive thoughts with your true feelings and you honestly lived for that thin layer of flab that was on his lower stomach because it made you feel better if you were feeling less than perfect because Taehyung was the most perfect person you had ever met and even he feels self-conscience of his body sometimes. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” you said pulling your upper body up and moving so that you were straddling him over his bulge. You looked down at him as you moved your bare core over his shorts and were met with needy eyes looking up at you, soundlessly begging you to remove his shorts and relieve his pressure. You obliged, pulling down his shorts and boxers in one go, watching his beautiful cock spring free and slap his lower stomach. You were still a little overstimulated so you slid down so that you were in the position he was in minutes before and took his cock into your mouth, you could taste his salty precum as you hollowed out your mouth and sucked him hard before letting him go and licking the bottom vein of his cock from the base to the tip, after repeating this a few times his cock was glistening with precum and your spit.

“Please baby, sit on my cock,” Taehyung groaned, head thrown back, eyes closed from pleasure. You slinked back up his body and lifted yourself so your dripping core was directly over his throbbing member, you sat down slowly, giving yourself time to adjust to his size and taking some deep breaths before you started pumping him in and out of you slowly. (You didn’t worry about a condom because you were on birth control and you had both been tested for STDs and had come back negative, stay safe kids) You gained speed as you bounced up and down on him but you could feel your stomach muscles burning and you knew that you had to switch positions.

“Tae, fuck me,” you said, he got the message and flipped you both around so that he was on top, pushing into you at a faster pace, making your head spin. He was above you, grunting softly with every thrust into you while you were basically screaming with pleasure.

“Your cunt is so hot and tight, always sucking me in,” he growled into your ear, making you clench at his dirty words. You were reaching your high at a faster pace because you had already orgasmed and you knew that you weren’t going to last long.

“I’m close-” you shrieked, he started thrusting harder into you.

“Me too baby, want you to come all over my cock,” he groaned, reaching in between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing furiously, causing you to tip over the edge then and there, coming on him as he pushed into you about a half a dozen more times before he was met with his release as well. You felt his hot seed fill you up as he twitched inside you, breathing heavily as both of you were spent and covered in sweat. He pulled out of you and laid beside you catching his breath and wrapping his arms around you even though your skin was sticking to each other’s because of the heat and sweat. After letting your heartbeats return to normal you decided to speak again.

“We need to air this room out and take a shower before my parents get back,” you said sitting up in mild alarm,with his arms wrapped around your middle. He sat up behind you and placing delicate kisses up your spine.

“Do we have too??” Tae whined playfully before unsticking himself from you and sauntering toward your bathroom. You got up after him and only after propping open your door and turning on your fan did you follow him into the bathroom. He was standing in your cool shower when you hopped in to join him.

“So I talked to my parents about the way that they treated you yesterday and they agreed to drop the act,” you said reaching up and stroking his temple, feeling the cool water cascade over your back. “They really do mean the best, they just have a funny way of showing it sometimes,”

“Well that’s good, I hope that we can grow close because I really want to be their ideal son-in-law,” he said with a smirk. “As long as you’re happy I’m going to try my best to win their favor.”

You smiled at the mention of him becoming your parents son-in-law because it told you that he was really serious about your relationship. You knew that it wouldn’t be okay for him to just move in with you until you were married because of Korean societal standards, heck even him spending the night was frowned upon and you knew that your only chance to get to live the peaceful life that you wanted with Taehyung you would have to wait as long as it took for him to be allowed to take your relationship to the next level. You wouldn’t let him even think about going against any of Bighit’s wishes when it came to him dating you. They knew about it but had specifically forbidden you going public in any way because they didn’t want any scandals. They would help transport you and Taehyung on your dates and to the airports in secrecy because of how on the down low they wanted to keep you two. Getting married isn’t really something that’s easy to hide so you knew that you had to wait until it was okay for anything past playful mentions of your life together in the future. 

You showered in peace together, helping each other soap each other down and washing each other’s hair, taking turns with your backs in the stream of water, sharing soft kisses and touches of admiration. Once you were finished you opened the shower door and padded over to the small cabinet that held your towels, being careful you didn’t slip on the floor, wet from your feet. You picked up two towels and threw one to Taehyung, You patted down your body and hair and once you were mostly dry you threw the towel on your tile floor to dry the small puddles you had left. You then took Taehyung’s damp towel to wrap around your body, walking out of your bathroom to find your clothes in your luggage, picking out one of your comfy bras, some panties, and a loose fitting shirt dress that you could lounge around the house in while Taehyung just put on a regular t-shirt and some sweatpants.

Your only plans for the day were to relax and spend some time with your parents and Taehyung. You noticed the two bowls of soggy cereal on your nightstand, blushing a little when you thought back to why they had been neglected you scrunched up your nose at the mushy glob and quickly picked them up and walked them back into the kitchen, dumping out the goop in the trash can, rinsing out the bowls and pouring new bowls of cereal. You gave one to Taehyung who had followed you into your kitchen after seeing the febreze in your room and spraying a generous amount to completely erase the evidence of your escapades earlier. You led him to your living room where you plopped down on the couch with him and turned on some tv. This was the most relaxed morning that you could remember having with Taehyung ever and you were filled with content when you finished your cereal you put the bowl on the coffee table and cuddled into Taehyungs side while watching the tv.

You stayed like that for about an hour, occasionally breaking the peaceful silence with comments about the show and giggles, before you’re parents returned home, you heard the car pull in the driveway and Taehyung immediately paused the show, jumped off the couch and put on some shoes before rushing out the door to help carry in the groceries. You lingered behind, watching him interact with you’re parents. You were pleased to find your mom cheerfully accepting his offer to help and your father looking silently pleased at how respectful and polite he was. As they brought in the bags you started putting the groceries where they belonged, slightly startled when you saw that they had rearranged where stuff was in your absence and you didn’t really know what you were doing.

“Mom! Where do you put the extra cereal now?” you asked, looking through all of your cabinets not finding the stash of full cereal boxes that was usually in the pantry.

“Oh honey we moved that to the cabinet above the refrigerator,” she said pointing to the one cabinet that you had always had trouble reaching.

“Taehyung? Could you give me a little boost?” you called him over from putting the bread in the bread box after your mom directed him to its proper place.

“Alright I can do that!” he cheerfully replied, running over to you and wrapping his arms around your middle, lifting you off of the ground the extra 3 inches that you needed to put the cereal in its place. He put you down and you turned around quickly to give him a quick peck on the cheek in thanks, watching his face redden a bit in embarrassment at your show of affection in front of your parents. You heard your mom chuckle happily from her vantage point, watching the whole exchange.

“You two are just something out of a fairytale!” your mom squealed

“Reminds me of when we were younger,” your dad said, moving behind your mom to give her a sweet back hug, looking more wistful. You smirked and intertwined your fingers with your boyfriend’s for a second, catching his eye with an I told you so, they don’t hate you look before finishing your chore of putting the groceries away.

You wracked your mind for something to get your dad and Tae to hang out together and your mind went blank until you remembered what your dad had been working on for years in the garage and Taehyung’s fascination with cars and driving. You made a quick plan to get your dad talking to him about cars then to exit quickly and let them bond and hoped that it worked. You knew that your dad would like Taehyung he just needed a chance to get to know him.

“Hey dad, how’s the Mustang doing? You know Taehyungie really likes cars, you should show it to him,” you said, smirking when they both perked up at the mention of cars.

“Well I just put in a brand new transmission and now it’s running like a dream!” Your dad said excitedly, leading you and Tae out to the garage, leaving your mom inside the house after shooting her a quick wink to inform her of your plan.

Your dad took the dust cover off of the car that he’d had since he was a teenager and had continued to improve it and fix it up until it was at its perfect state now. Taehyung looked at the car with huge eyes completely astonished at how cool it looked.

“Whoa! I’ve never seen a car like this in person before, will you tell him that I think it’s cool?” Taehyung said to you, his jaw dropped to the floor as you translated for him. Your dad chuckled at his response, clearly happy that someone acknowledged his car that he was so proud of.

“Ask him if he wants to go on a ride with me,” you dad said looking amused.

“I’ll only do that if you promise to be safe and don’t tell him anything embarrassing about me,” you said, playfully sticking your tongue out at him, happy that your plan had worked.

“I don’t know what you mean, I would NEVER,” your dad replied sarcastically while you translated. 

“Can I?!” Taehyung exclaimed, looking between you, your father, and his car.

“That’s what he said,” you said shrugging and smiling at your boyfriend’s cute reaction.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes,” your dad said, getting into the front seat of his muscle car and turning on the roaring engine.

“Go have fun! And be safe!” you told Taehyung after urging him into the passenger seat of your dads car baby.

“Alright, I have my phone so if anything happens I’ll call,” he said then gave you a quick peck on the lips before closing the car door and watching you back closer toward the door while your dad took off out the driveway quickly. You then smiled softly to yourself, happy that they were spending time together. You walked inside and decided to hang out with your mom and eat snacks, talk about her work and your studies, basically catch up on everything that you could possibly forgot to tell each other during your weekly phone calls home.

Taehyung was feeling nervous once your dad pulled out of the driveway, leaving you at your house so it was just him and your intimidating father. He glanced at your dad, he seemed like he had softened up since last night but he could tell that he was still protective of you. He tried to let his worries slip away as he listened to the quiet radio as your dad sped down the abandoned high way. You lived outside a small town of less than 10,000 people and pretty much all the roads around your house were barren of any cops or people. Taehyung let himself feel the excitement of riding in your dad’s car, rolling down the window a bit to clear the car of the stagnant air and to enjoy the feeling of the wind in his face. Your dad followed suit, rolling down the window all the way and leisurely sticking his arm out the window.

“I used to be a drag racer,” your dad said to Taehyung, “this is the car that I would race in.”

“Racer? Ahh, that’s cool,” Taehyung responded in his best English, he had been studying a bit more when he started dating you because he wanted you to feel as comfortable speaking your first language around him as he was around you. The atmosphere seemed less tense as your sad continued driving.

Your dad felt a bit guilty for not listening to you when you would try to get him to learn a bit of Korean because he could see how hard Taehyung was trying to talk to him comfortably and he wished that he could show him that same respect. Your dad wanted to make up for his actions the day before so he decided to take Taehyung to his favorite fishing spot because he had his poles and tackle box in the trunk for this very occasion. He turned off the highway onto the dirt road that led to the fishing spot. He turned off the car and got out the back to open the trunk and reveal what he wanted to do.

“Do you want go fishing?” your dad asked, holding up the poles and tackle box to show Taehyung.

“Sure!” Taehyung exclaimed, fishing was easy and it didn’t require much communication so it was perfect for spending some time with your dad. Your dad led him down the dock after handing him his spare fishing pole, opened the tackle box to get the bait to hook on and cast out. It was a peaceful silence as he followed your dad’s instructions and cast his lure into the lake that they were at. They sat next to each other watching their lines for any signs of a fish but the fish weren’t biting. It was silent until your dad broke the silence.

“Thank you,” he said looking at Taehyung and smiling. “this is the happiest I’ve seen my girl in a while and it’s because of you.”

“Your daughter makes me more happy than I think I’ve been ever,” Taehyung said smiling at your dad, feeling pride well up in his chest at your father’s unexpected praise. He got his phone out to pull up his translating app because he really wanted to understand what he was saying to him.

“You better keep treating her good and keep her safe for us, we aren’t over on your side of the world and we can’t be there in 20 minutes if she’s in trouble so we have to be able to trust you and to be honest you seem like a very good guy and I’m glad that she’s got you,” your dad said into the app, watching fascinated as it translated it into Korean for Taehyung.

Taehyung typed out his response into the phone, feeling extremely happy at your fathers words. “I’m proud to be that man for her, and I am ready to be there for her as fast as possible, I just want her to be happy and safe as well,” the app relayed what he wanted to say to your father and your dad just happily shook his hand and decided to pack up the fishing gear since the lake was quiet that day anyway and to get back home.

There was now a mutual respect between the both of them and your father was starting to really like Taehyung. Some of your previous boyfriends had been cocky or just generally disrespectful and you didn’t stand for that so they didn’t really last and your father was glad that you had found a kind, humble, and respectful young man to share your life with. He still had a lot to learn about Taehyung but he was confident in your choice of a significant other. They drove back home and when they walked through the door they were met with the sound of you and your mother catching up with each other.

You beamed up at Taehyung and your father, slightly anxious as to how the drive went, hoping that they had bonded together even a little bit and were overjoyed when you saw that your dad looked cheerful and Taehyung didn’t look nervous. You jumped off of your place on the couch and greeted your boyfriend with a short hug.

“How did it go?” you asked, intertwining your fingers with Taehyung’s happily.

“Good”

“Good,” him and your dad said at almost the same time, you chuckled a little, feeling a lot more at ease with Taehyung’s emotional state and your family’s attitude with Taehyung and confident that the rest of the trip would go well.


Bonus:

The trip was going well, until your parents brought out the hundreds of embarrassing baby pictures they had of you.

“GUYS NO I THOUGHT WE AGREED ON NOT EMBARRASSING ME!” you yelled, climbing on top of Taehyung to try to wrestle the old photo book from your dad’s hands.

“Y/f/n y/l/n I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU BREAK THAT BOOK YOUR GROUNDED FOREVER!” your mom yelled, watching from afar as Taehyung laughed hysterically from under you, struggling to get a glimpse of the awful photos your parents had of you eating dirt and such.

Hostage

Pairing: FakeAH!Michael Jones x Reader

Word Count: 1,757

Warnings: Swearing, PTSD

Part Three (One) (Two)


As your eyes slowly fluttered open, the first thing you noticed was the smell; something comforting and so very familiar, something quite different from what you had grown used to over the past few days. You noticed the softness of the comforter that enveloped you, and how you felt somewhat numb all over, then the faint sound of music from another room. It wasn’t until you glanced around the room that you saw the layout of what seemed to be a bedroom, the dull light of a lamp bouncing off the muted grey walls

And then you saw him.

Sitting cross legged beside you on the queen-sized bed, fingers clenched around an energy drink and eyes heavy-lidded, Michael definitely looked worse for wear. His clothes and hair were clean, though, so someone was making sure he’d at least somewhat taken care of himself. “Michael,” you murmured softly, you voice so hoarse it was almost silent.

It was enough to grab his attention though, and pull him out of the half-asleep state he was in, eyes wide and alert as his head almost snapped turning to face you. “Holy shit,” his voice was barely a whisper, and he stayed still for a moment, almost as if in shock, before moving to cup your face gently. “(Y/n), I— fuck, I was so worried,” he leaned down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “I was so goddamn afraid we wouldn’t make it in time, I was so fuckin scared, I—” he paused, taking the time to kiss away the tears along your cheekbones. “Holy shit,” somehow his voice was even softer, “you’re here, you’re alive, you—”

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A Court of Ice and Stars: Chapter 1

Fandom: ACOTAR (Post ACOWAR!)

Setting: Winter Court/Night Court

Pairing: Kallias/Vivianne’s daughter & Rhys/Feyre’s son (OCs: Calla x Cian)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,553

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Sarah J. Maas’s characters. This is a fun multi-chapter fic I’m writing based on a head canon someone had about what it would be like if Kallias’s/Vivianne’s daughter and Rhys’s/Feyre’s son fell for each other. I couldn’t resist. :) Enjoy!


Chapter 1:

Calla lay in the snowdrift and let the winter flurry settle in a thin coat on her back, tickling her long ears and eyelashes as she trained her ice bow on the snow leopard.  The fae beast was nearly invisible, a ghost amongst the foothills and evergreens of the mountainous border separating the Winter and Autumn Courts.  It made no sound as it slinked along the massive tree limb yards away, eyes locked on its prey: an elk out on the endless frozen lake.

The elk wouldn’t run, of course; it wasn’t real.  She’d spun it from ice and snow, light and illusion.  She hoped the distraction would be enough to land her shot. Once the leopard realized her trick, it would be hard to pin.

Squinting against the biting cold, Calla searched that feline face again, marking the scar that bisected its eye and curved along its cheek, courtesy of one of the Winter fairies.  This snow leopard was a child killer, stalking her court’s young despite the abundance of prey along the border lands.  It had failed the first time it had attacked, but the last time… the last time it had been too late and the child had been lost.

The grief had been terrible. The loss of any fae child was terrible, but even more so when the slaughter of Winter’s children under Amarantha’s reign was only a few decades ago. Still fresh, still painful in the minds of the immortal fae.

The snow leopard was marked for death, and she would end it.

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PENELOPE (2006) Sentence Starters

Change pronouns, adapt dialect accordingly.

“That was the last of the ho-hos!”
“Rich people suck!”
“They were invited back to the house, where they were legally gagged into secrecy.”
“lf being ugly were a crime, I’d have to arrest half the people in this city.”
“He said ‘shit’ to me twice. And then he just stood there staring at me.”
“Do you have any idea what a story like this will do to me?”
“Hang in there.”
“I’m sorry you got stuck with me.”
“Hold on honey, you can do it.”
“I’d given up all hope of ever finding a woman who truly understands me.”
“I had given up all hope that is … until I met you.”
“She’s gotta pee. You got a bathroom? I’m going to get some punch.”
“No one ever seems able to see past that.”
“Curse or no curse, if I am more than my name and my face, well then, surely you are more than yours?”
“Let me in.”
“And, like, what guy looks at me and thinks picket fence?”
“My mother did what any loving mother would do: she faked my death. And had me cremated.”
“Why can’t I have bacon?”
“So, what? Are you hiding from the law, or is that a bad nose job?”
“How can he not see me, you know? I’m on a Vespa with wings.”
“Once the curse is broken I’ll be just like anybody else.”
“Either you ______ or so help me god I am going to rip your guts out.”
“I have to pee and I can’t leave you alone with the phones.”
“lt’s not the power of the curse, it’s the power you give the curse.”
“I like myself the way I am.”
“You have ruined my life!”
“But this isn’t me. The real me is inside here somewhere just waiting to get out. (And you can make that happen.)”
“____, let me in.”
“Unfortunately, my believing you isn’t going to do either one of us any good.”
“Five thousand bucks worth your while?”
“I used to spend every weekend there just hanging on a bench writing stupid love songs. People watching.”
“That’s what mothers do with daughters! They talk about how to look prettier.”
“Once the queen’s dead the king’s useless.”
“God! He licked me.”
“Alright, keep in mind; never bet a better.”
“I fear I did you a terrible disservice that day.”
“What if the curse isn’t broken. What if —  what if the curse can never be broken?”
“I felt the rush of a thousand heart breaks.”
“We have both always known there was no guarantee.”
“Are you freaking out or what?”
“Sorry. Ridiculous.”
“You shit! You lied to me!”
“I’m sorry I dragged you down with me.”
“Are you in or out?”
“Listen, I’m sorry I ran from my feelings.”
“What the hell have you been chasing all these years?”
“Listen you little worm, I know your kind: spoiled rotten mama’s boy —”
“Oh, now I’m the bad guy!”
“I don’t have the power to break the curse.”
“I knew you would run. I wanted you to, but perhaps if I had taken the time to really listen to you, maybe we could have helped each other find our way.”
“You see, like you, I felt imprisoned most of my life.”
“No, you have beautiful ears. Beautiful. They’re beautiful.”

Skinny Love

Requested
Characters: Reader / Joshua (Seventeen) ft. Younger!Henry Lau
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1.7k
Request: Helloo can i request a joshua scenario where the reader sits next ti her crush in class but is too shy to say anything and when he goes on vacation joshua teansfers and sits next to her and they bond over anime and kpop. When the crush comes back and sees joshua in his spot he gets jealous but the reader already likes joshua now? this happened to me irl and i thought itd be cute with joshua~~
A/N: that’s so cute~ anonnie! hope all is well with him ^^

Masterlists

Needless to say, you had mixed feelings about high school. You had to suffer through the torture that is 8AM classes and annoying peers, as well as the pressure everybody puts you. But school did have it’s ups– you got to sit near your crush in practically all of your classes.

That’s why the last class of the day was your favourite. You were assigned to sit next to Henry Lau, your crush since sixth grade. Of course, he almost never gave you the time of day, save a few smiles he would send in your direction whenever either of you were late. 

So when he said he was going to South Korea to visit some family and friends, you felt devastated. You were going to be alone for three weeks. More alone than usual, that is.

On the third day since Henry’s departure to Korea, Mrs. Anderson told the class that there was going to be a transfer student from South Korea. You payed no heed to the news, as your school received transfers from almost everywhere quite frequently.

Point, aim, shoot! you hummed along to the music blasting through your earphones, lightly bobbing your head along to the beat as you did your socials work. You saw a hand tap your desk and looked up to see Mrs. Anderson. She gestured toward her own ears, and you took the cue to take your earphones out, muttering a quiet apology.

“Okay, class,” she said, walking back to the front of the room, “the transfer is coming today, so I expect each and every one of you to treat him well.” You inwardly sighed, going back to doing your work. The door opened, a loud creaking noise following it. Keeping your head down, you merely listened.

“This is Josh Hong-”

“It’s Joshua actually, Mrs.”

“Sorry, this is Joshua Hong. Just pick a seat.” You smiled to yourself, satisfied with your work. You finished, which meant you didn’t have any homework, which meant you could watch anime or dramas. You jumped slightly when you heard the chair beside you scratch against the floor as it was pulled out. 

Your eyes darted to the rest of the class, most of whom had their eyes on the two of you. Why here, you silently drawled, there are like seven other empty seats…

“Hello,” he said. You gave him a forced smile, before ducking your head again. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Joshua.” I know, you thought, I heard. “Y/N,” you mumbled almost incoherently. 

You zoned out as Mrs. Anderson explained the worksheet to the boy, drawing on your arm and hand. Little doodles quickly covered your skin, not that you minded. When most of your arm was completely covered in ink, you looked down at it, proud of your work. You had drawn several pictures, from the Wings of Freedom to ASTRO’s icon. Glancing at your phone, you were happy to see that there were only five minutes left of class.

When someone cleared their throat, you automatically looked over. Joshua gave you a somewhat sheepish smile as he gestured to the worksheet. “Do you– could you–” he flushed under your stare, which in turn made your face go warm. “Could you help me with this?” You glanced down at his sheet. To your surprise, he was already on the last question.

With a partner, discuss why we use the word goodbye today. Write down your thoughts and check your answers using page 57 from the textbook.

Oh god, you cursed silently, he wants me to interact with him. “Why do you think we use it?” You felt tempted to rip your own hair out after hearing how you sounded. You had stumbled over you words. Again.

Joshua tilted his head cutely before shrugging. “Did it originate from a different language?” He asked, not sure at all. You chuckled at his confusion, thinking it was adorable. When he smiled at you, you stopped instantly. You merely shook your head. 

Joshua pursed his lips into an almost-pout. How is he a senior?, you questioned. “I’m not sure then,” he laughed almost inaudibly. His voice–

You pulled your chair closer to his to point at his paper. Waiting until he filled in the blank with his guess, you leaned back into your chair. “In the sixteenth century, someone signed off a letter with GOD B W YE, which was short for God Be With Ye. It was read as godbwye and later, goodbye.”

You watched as a look of understanding flashed over his features before he filled the rest out. “Thank you,’ he smiled gently.

You noticed how close the two of you were at that point, quickly pushing your chair back to where it once was. “No problem,” you said, just as the bell rang. You got up to pack your things and headed to the door. Not long after you left, you heard your name being called.

Turning around, you saw Joshua smiling over at you. “Nice drawings,” he called before turning around and disappearing within the crowd.

You felt yourself smile.


The next day, Joshua was there before you. To your surprise, he was still in the same seat as yesterday, despite the vacant seats. He greeted you kindly, to which you responded kind of awkwardly. “So you watch anime?” He asked, although the tone of his voice told you that he already knew. “Mm,” you hummed with a nod.

“What’s your favourite anime?”

“F/A.” Joshua’s smile grew wider as he leaned closer to you. “Who’s your favourite character? Mine’s F/Antagonist.” You looked up with a raised brow. “Same,” you said with a shocked voice; not many people liked F/A as well. 

That continued for the next two weeks: the two of you conversing over anime and over time, K-Pop, which you had found a mutual liking.

You finally had a friend.


“Y/N!” Joshua yelped as you poked his sides. You laughed at his expression, “I didn’t know you were ticklish.” He narrowed his eyes at you, his hands up as a form of defense. With a wicked grin, you pounced at him, your hands shooting to your sides. It didn’t take long for him to burst out into laughter, his melodious laughter filling the almost-empty classroom. 

You noticed Mrs. Anderson laughing under her breath at your antics, but brushed it off. After a while, you decided to spare the boy and stopped prodding at his stomach. It took a minute or two for him to calm down, but when he did he weakly glared at you with tears in his eyes. “You’re cruel.”

“You love it.”

His cheeks were red, you weren’t sure if it was from laughing so hard or what you had said. He murmured something, but it was far too quiet for you to hear. You furrowed your brows together at his sudden shyness. Did you go too far with that comment? You examined his expression. His eyes were still lined with tears, and his cheeks were a lot redder than usual. Unknowingly, your eyes landed on his lips, God did they look soft, and stayed there. You wondered what it would be like to kiss–

Before you could say anything, the bell rang, telling you that break was over. You groaned, resting you head on Joshua’s shoulder. “People,” you huffed. He chuckled, rustling your hair. The two of you stayed like that as your classmates began to pool into your classroom, despite your heart that was beating way too fast for your liking.

Absentmindedly, you began to fiddle with his hands. You like them, he had soft skin, despite the callouses. “Y/N?” You snapped out of your reverie when you heard your name being called by a familiar voice. To your surprise, Henry stood at your desk, glancing between you and Joshua, an unreadable expression on his face.

You had completely forgotten he was coming back today– you barely thought of him during the past two weeks in fact. “Ah,” you blinked, “how was Korea?” He gave you an obviously forced smile. “Fine– who’s-”

“Henry, just pick a seat,” Mrs. Anderson said, noticing that he was the only one standing up. Huffing, Henry sat at the desk behind yours. “Who’s he?” Joshua whispered, not wanting him to hear. “Henry,” you answered simply. “He was on vacation.” You thought it was odd, just now he had spoken more words to you than he ever has.

You shrugged, turning your attention to Mrs. Anderson, not noticing your hands, which were still linked with Joshua’s.


You yawned, stretching your arms above your head. You and Joshua had stayed at the public library, which was open 24/7 luckily, for a project. Checking your phone, your eyes widened when you saw the time, 01:28 AM. Chucking your phone into your bag, you turned to Joshua.

You stopped when you saw him. He had fallen asleep, when you had no idea. His head was resting on his arms and you couldn’t help but think how adorable he looked.

You stared at him, mesmerized by his soft expression. His eyelashes were long and he had fair skin. His round glasses – which definitely would’ve looked dorky on anyone else – were askew. Slowly, you took them off so they wouldn’t break. You froze when he groaned, his arm wrapping around your waist. Internally panicking, you tried to move away, only to fail when he pulled you closer, almost onto his lap.

You face felt hot, as you were centimetres away from his face. Your thoughts wandered to that day in the classroom. When you first thought about kissing him. You bit your lip nervously. He was, quite literally, right in front of you. You found yourself leaning closer and closer.

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You pulled back quickly, realizing what you had just done. Before you could properly react, his other hand moved to your cheek, his lips chasing yours. Your lips met again, this time with slow passion. You slowly pulled away, eyes staying closed for a moment. When you opened them, you were met with Joshua’s lidded, brown eyes.

“Next time you want to kiss me,” he said, his voice hushed, “do it while I’m awake.” You bit your lip nervously, “next time?”

His eyes bore into yours intensely, a small smile present on his features. “After that, there’s no way I’m not kissing you again.”

In The Closet

“Mom, Moommmm~” Naruto slipped, but just managed to regain his balance when he ran inside the living room. “My jacket, the black and orange one, where is it?”

“Honey, you have to be way more specific than that” Kushina responded, her eyes glued on the TV. Naruto pouted as he ran his hand through his hair, “My lucky one!”.

“Hnn…I haven’t seen that one in the laundry basket, perhaps you forgot it in your locker-?” Naruto stopped listening as he thought back to the last time he had worn his favourite jacket. His eyes narrowed as he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand.

“Sasuke!” he exclaimed.

“Is that the new ‘damn it’?“ Kushina asked in a state of confusion.

“No…wait…could be…anyway! I remember!” Naruto grabbed his phone from his pocket, “I totally forgot I borrowed it to him”

“When did that happen?”

“About a week ago, yeah, the fire alarm went off and we all had to stand in the cold…don’t give me those eyes, dattebayo!”

“I am not saying anything, dattebane…” Kushina hummed, though her suspicious eyebrows really did all the talking.

“He was shaking and his teeth were clattering, he looked very pale…but that could have been just his skin tone…anyway-” Naruto stopped talking after seeing the expression on his mother’s face. Completely unconvinced.  “Alright, the truth is that he wore a white shirt and his nipples were hard and very noticeable, I was being nice!”

“Right…” Kushina replied, shaking her head as the small smile remained on her lips. Naruto ignored her and since his friend wasn’t reacting on any messages; he decided to try and call him, but as there was no answer he put his phone in his pocket.

“I am going to go and get it” he stated.

“Are you going to be home before midnight or are you going to spend the night there?”

“It would make sense to spend the night with him, the fields are closer to his house than…NO NOT THAT WAY, MOM YOU PERVERT!” Naruto pointed an accusing finger at his mother before grabbing his keys, “Don’t wait up!” And with those words, Naruto shut the front door behind him, but not before hearing his mother respond with “Be safe..in bed”

His mother was known for being quite the tease towards him, it was also one of the things Naruto liked about his mother, but embarrassed him on occasion.

Oxoxoxoxoxoxox

“Really? a family of 6 and nobody is home?” Naruto questioned to himself, looking through the window and seeing all the lights turned off. He sighed and reached for his pocket to see if he still had some sort of hair pin he could use to open the door, but unfortunately, for the moment his days of breaking locks was over. The blond rolled his eyes in an annoyed manner, taking a couple of steps back while he put his hands behind his neck. He looked at the front of the house and narrowed his eyes upon seeing Sasuke’s window open, as usual.

“Dattebayo” Naruto looked at the rain pipe and back towards Sasuke’s window. It was worth a shot. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around the pipe, pulling himself up until he was right next to the window. He stretched his arm up, maybe if he was able to just reach it…but his fingers barely touched it. “Guy has to do what a guy has to do” Naruto muttered as he jumped, worse case scenario he would break a leg or an arm. Speaking of paying an arm and a leg…

The blond managed to grab onto the veranda before pulling himself up, going through the window and land right on the Uchiha’s desk. He heard something fall and he looked at the plastic vase with a sunflower on it.

“The wind did that!” Naruto justified to himself. He looked around the room, it was tidy except for the clothes piled onto the chair.

“So, this place hasn’t changed a bit” Naruto chuckled to himself, Naruto saw the laptop on the bed and at that very moment he swore a devil and an angel appeared on each of his shoulders.

“Owh! One small peak in his laptop won’t do nobody any harm!”

“But it is his privacy and we practically snuck in his room, it is wrong”

Naruto looked around the room and remained quiet; the house was deserted, he was alone, nobody would ever know. Drawn to the itching temptation, Naruto sat on Sasuke’s bed and pulled the laptop closer. He opened it and frowned seeing there was a password needed to access it

“Uhm…his birthday? No…too obvious” Naruto muttered; Naruto tried Sasuke’s surname, name of all his brothers and even his cat, but all were denied. The blond sighed in almost-defeat before running his hand through his hair. He looked at the desk, there was some water spilled there and on the floor was the plastic vase with the sunflower in it.

“Sun…flower…sunflower…” Naruto typed the word but the password got denied, he made a frustrated sound. Maybe Sasuke was one of those people who left a clue somewhere. He pressed at the ‘help me remember’ option only seeing there an “S N” written in capitals.

“Perhaps it is…‘SuNflower’ Naruto wrote, this time using a capital S and N. He put his hands in the air as he finally got access in Sasuke’s laptop. He had even all these tabs open.

“I am a genius, I should be a professional hacker, dattebayo!” Naruto laughed before he suddenly realised the nature of the passwords.
“Wait a second….sunflower…S and N in capital…damn it! I thought the crush on professor Sunray was gone! Damn it, Sasuke, you bastard” Naruto muttered and pressed on the word document.

“Why is he writing an essay? I thought he had already handed in his-” Naruto stopped talking as his eyes directly caught on to some words that were so not ‘essay’ appropriate. His scrolled more up, his cheeks turning blood red.

“How dare he judge me on watching porn, he could write scripts” Naruto scoffed, his eyes looked surprised. He swallowed loudly. “For a certain genre I guess…” Naruto took his eyes from the screen and stared at the wall next to the bed. “He still has that body pillow, huh…” He looked back at the screen and opened chrome. A few tabs were left open. Such as youtube on a paused video on ‘Five awesome magic tricks’.

“Look at that, he is one of those Tumblr hipsters…no, he is probably in some fandom” Naruto was about to click on it, but he suddenly heard a door shut. He closed the laptop and put it back in place before sitting quietly on the bed. The moment he heard footsteps walking up the stairs, the panic arose. If it was either Izuna and Shisui, Naruto could have explained himself, but if it was anyone else…This was going to end badly. He didn’t take the risk and hid under the bed as fast as he cold, covering his mouth and nose due the dust. He couldn’t complain, God knows how many dead things were under his own bed.

The door opened and closed right away. It was odd, but how many people could identify their friend by their feet? Not that it was hard…Sasuke’s cat socks were quite…recognisable.

“That too? You gotta be kidding me” Naruto saw the cat socks wearing feet walk towards the plastic vase, picking it up and putting it back on the desk. “At last gravity works, that is more than I can say about this piece of shit” Sasuke grabbed the charger and plugged his phone while he sat on the ground. He ran a hand through his hair, but it resulted into pulling his hair thanks to the clips on the left that kept his left bangs away. He pulled them out and threw them on the ground. He laid down and Naruto couldn’t believe how bad his luck was. If Sasuke turned his head to him, then his life was not guaranteed at all.

“97 messages from three people…right…ignore” Sasuke said out loud, but the moment he stated that, the phone slipped passed his fingers right on his face. The Uchiha cursed, holding his face with two hands before moving to his side. Naruto looked relieved now that Sasuke’s back was facing him, and yet he had a hard time keeping his laughter to himself. After what seemed like minutes, Sasuke rolled back on his back and just stared at the ceiling.

“God…did I fuck your waifu in a previous life? Why are you doing this to me?” The words sounded too sincere to just be considered ‘sarcastic’. He grabbed his phone again, but decided to keep it an arm length away from him.

“Call Itachi.” Sasuke said.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t find ‘bitchy’ in your phonebook” The female voice responded.

“I’m sure that is a synonym to his name” Sasuke muttered as he sat up and put the phone on speaker. It ringed a few times before going to voicemail.

“Aniki, hey…it’s me again, so, uhm…I have waited for two hours at the restaurant and I texted you, and left two other voicemails, but…uhm…I didn’t hear anything from you, plus my mobile battery died from all the games I was playing on it…so…I just went home and…y’know…guess we can grab dinner another time“ Sasuke turned the phone off and turned his face to the mirror and rolled his eyes.

“Otouto, wear something appropriate, you can’t appear in sweatpants” Sasuke mimicked Itachi’s voice, “At least I appear” He moved his bangs away before shaking his head. “I get less judgemental eyes eating alone at the fastfood restaurant than there, tch” Sasuke unbuttoned his waistcoat and threw it on the chair before loosening the tie and opening the first buttons of his blouse. The phone on the desk vibrated and Sasuke rolled his eyes before he reached for it.

“So you are not lying in a ditch somewhere in an ally, I am so relieved.” Well, that was his sarcastic voice. He left the phone on speaker again.

“Princess, I know you love me” The person on the other line chuckled and Naruto had a rough time recognising the person over the phone. “So why did you call, need some saving?”

“Called, you mean the one of three hours ago or the one five hours ago?” Sasuke looked at the mirror at the red spots on his neck, he let his finger slide over them. Naruto looked confused, where did that come from! Who was this guy on the phone? Could it be Nardo! Or Utakata!?

“Point being?” The voice asked.

“The one five hours ago, I wondered if you went passed the pharmacy and the one three hours ago was me hoping you could indeed save me from internal boredom and judgement-”

“You did say yes to Itachi?” The man on the other end did not seem surprised.

“How could I have said no? He tried so hard getting the reservations and…I figured he would really make it this time”

“I am not sure if I should say this…but…Itachi got those reservations from a shareholder, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t sincere into making it-”

“Owh shut up, Shisui!” Sasuke hissed, “I really thought he…he…owh, fuck it!”

“I am sorry, princess. Should I come home?”

“No stay at your lame party, I know you are drunk” Sasuke hung up and laid down on the bed making an annoyed sound. There was a small moment of silence, small, because soon the vase with the sunflower got thrown against the wall.

“Fuck you, aniki…fuuccckk yoouuu~” Sasuke stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. He could see Sasuke walk towards the bathroom and not even a minute or two later the shower was on.

The blond took his chance and got up to search for his jacket. He opened the closet, looking through it before turning his head to the chair. He looked through it, throwing the waistcoat, shirt, tie on the ground. He looked slightly surprised holding up a pair of boxers with the big red words ‘Naughty’ spelled on the bag. He looked at the chair and saw his orange jacket. He grabbed it, causing the others pile of cloths to fall. There was dead silence for a second, not even the sound of the shower was hearable.

“The shower!” Naruto thought and looked around him. He quickly pulled the closet open and hid inside it just in time. Sasuke entered the room and towel wrapped around his waist. Naruto swallowed being able to see Sasuke from the small gaps. He could see the Uchiha walk in his room, completely naked, except the towel wrapped around his shoulders. Naruto had to wrap his hand around his mouth as he wanted to look away, but yet his eyes were glued on the Uchiha. It should be a crime to wear baggy clothes with a body like that.

“It was ought to fall” Sasuke muttered, bending over to pick the clothes up and throw them in the laundry basket. He cocked his head and turned his head to the mirror before raising an eyebrow. He reached somewhere, though Naruto couldn’t tell since the Uchiha’s ass was getting 88% of the Uzumaki’s attention. He threw a shoe box on the bed and opened it, he held up a black lingerie and held it in front of him, examining it thoroughly. He then raised his shoulder in a ‘what the heck’ manner, causing the blond -that was doomed inside the closet-  to cursed loudly in his head. If he was capable of punching anything, he would have done so. He bit down his lip and looked through the gap to see Sasuke look at this direction. Naruto froze…

Sasuke got up and took a few steps towards the closet. Naruto’s heart was pounding, until Sasuke turned his head towards the window and closed the curtains.

“Well, about fucking time he learnt how to close the curtains” Naruto thought as he exhaled softly. All this adrenaline and stress, it really made miss being able to just walk to the loo without fearing for his life. He closed his eyes, trying to get his heart rate down. He turned his head and his heart rate went right up seeing Sasuke wearing the lingerie and looking at the mirror with a frown on his face.  

“Ugh!” Sasuke made an annoyed noise as he dropped himself in his bed. “Being ugly is cruel!”

“This is cruel…” Naruto whispered under his breath. He saw Sasuke sit up and throw a few items from the box on the ground. Some pretty tempting items were getting thrown around. He stopped a few times, changed in another one of these sexy outfits, before dropping himself on the bed and cursing. That happened about three times.

“Mwah…this is alright…” Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair that was half dry.  “Who am I kidding…?” He sighed and wanted to pick up the clothes he threw on the ground, but then the door opened and there was this moment of mere silence that lasted at the very least 12 seconds.
“O..Touto…” Itachi was the first to talk, but before he could even finish Sasuke threw the underwear he wanted to pick up to the door and shouted for Itachi to “fucking knock”. Itachi took a step back, which gave Sasuke the opportunity to shut the door and lean his back against it. His face was as red as a tomato. The blond had a hard time keeping his laughter to himself.

“Owh come on, otouto~” Itachi knocked twice, “It is normal what you are undergoing, it is all part of growing up-”

“SHUT UP!” Sasuke shouted, covering his face with both his hands.

“Otoutooo~” The mocking was pretty obvious in Itachi’s voice.

“Do what you are best at, and get lost!” Sasuke shouted and a short silence followed. The door got shoved opened, shoving Sasuke with it (not that it seemed he was trying to push back). Itachi stuck his head in the room and looked at Sasuke who looked at his brother from the corner of his eyes.

“Want to talk about it?” Itachi asked.

“I am thinking white is more my colour.” Sasuke joked, referring to his lingerie.

“When Obito bought that…I thought you threw it out”  Itachi walked in the room and sat down on the bed.

“It’s rude to throw presents out” Sasuke argued. He picked the clothings items up and put them back in the box before taking the one off he had on and throwing in the box.

“The rash is gone.” Itachi noted, pointing at Sasuke’s crotch.

“The dermatologist is good” Sasuke as he reaching in the basket and grabbing a big grey shirt out of it. He smelled it before making a not caring gesture. He crawled in his bed and laid down, right behind Itachi.

“I am sorry about tonight” Itachi said as he allowed his hand to stroke Sasuke’s side.

“What is your excuse this time? Was there another emergency?”

“To be honest, I forgot our plans, I had no sense of time, I knew I was late, but I thought..half an hour or so…but …turns several hours had passed” Itachi was honest.

“You smell like sweat and fatigue” Sasuke commented as he placed his head on Itachi’s lap.

“I will take a shower-”

“No stay.” Sasuke quickly interrupted Itachi, pulling him closer.

“I take that as you aren’t mad anymore?” Itachi allowed his body to get dragged in a lying position.

“I am used to it” Sasuke said, his head on Itachi’s chest.

“You make me sound like a bad person” Itachi sighed.

“I am not making sound like one, you are one” Sasuke smiled as Itachi lifted his head to look at Sasuke. “I have to admit, I did feel abandoned”

“It was stupid of me and it is my fault, but you know what? Tomorrow I am off, it is saturday, we will do whatever you want” Itachi turned to his side. “Promise” he placed a kiss on Sasuke’s forehead.

“I did feel like going to Seaworld, but if you are going to lecture me about sharks…I am going to throw you in their tank”

“You may, they won’t do-”

“It has already started” Sasuke yawned. The two talked for a while, though their responses become slower and soon both were quiet. They probably fell asleep.

Naruto took a deep breath, this was his chance. He slowly opened the closet door before crawling out. He looked at the bed before he stood up. His stepped on a creaking part of the floor, causing Itachi to turn his head. He looked right into Naruto’s eyes and the blond’s eyes widened. He was dead…he was so dead.

Itachi remained quiet, his eyes were half lid, it appeared he was half-asleep.

“Are you the dead body coming alive for vengeance or the ghost?” Itachi asked, his voice barely a whisper.  Naruto pressed his finger on Itachi’s lips, indicating him to be quiet.

“I am the dead body…” Naruto whispered. “Whatever reason you killed me, I am OK with it”

“Good…now stay the fuck away from my little brother” Itachi turned his back at Naruto and the blond felt an imaginary brick fall on his head.

“You are a crappy brother…” Naruto whispered before pulling the blanket over the both of them.

“Still better than you” Itachi whispered, hugging Sasuke sightly.

“Savage…” Naruto slowly tiptoes towards the window and crawled  through the rainpipe back down. He sighed in relieved once his feet hit the ground.  

“Gosh, that was close!” Naruto stretched his body, “I sure am sore, dattebayo” He turned around to walk to the bus stop, but the yelped seeing Obito standing right in front of him.

“What…are you…?” Obito looked up from Sasuke’s window to Naruto.

“Uhm…I was…uhm…doing homework?” Naruto scratched his cheek.

“I am not an idiot…it is okay…you both are old enough…you two had some chemistry going on for a while, it is all part of life.” Obito said, “But I have to ask you one thing…you did…use…protection?” He asked. Naruto froze…Did Obito really though he snug in Sasuke’s room to fuck him and sneak back out? …Whatever made him shut up!

“Yes! Yes, of course!” Naruto said.

“So…is this a relationship…or-”

“It is” Naruto said, slowly backing away, “But uhm..don’t talk about it with Sasuke..he is shy…”  The blond smiled, then turned around and ran for it.

Oxoxoxoxox

*the next morning*

“So you made it very late” Kushina entered her son’s room as she picked up the dirty laundry. Naruto yawned, turning his back towards his mother.

“Yeah, yeah, dattebayo” Naruto yawned, but kept his head in his pillow.

“You got your lucky sweater” Kushina said and picked it up from the ground so she could put it on the desk chair. Something black fell from it on the ground. Kushina frowned and picked it up, holding it in front of her.

“This is not yours.” She commented with a teasing tone in her voice. Naruto turned his head around confused before seeing the black boxers with ‘naughty’ written on it.

“W-What?! It is mine!” Naruto quickly said as he got up and grabbed it. “Yes, yes mine!”

“I wash your dirty underwear, I know which ones you own” Kushina had a small, smug smile on her face as she titled her shoulders before leaving the room. “Ask Sasuke if I should wash it for him or if he is going to put it in the laundry at home”

“It is mine, not Sasuke’s at all-”

“Check the label, sweetie” Naruto froze by his mother words as he did was she told. He looked at the label:
For: Sasuke
From:U BRU
Mesg: H. 17th B-day

Under it was a name of a site mentioned where it was probably ordered or maybe even designed. Naruto looked up and looked at the door, seeing his mother look at him.

“I…borrowed…it” Well, what he said wasn’t a complete lie.

Oxoxoxoxox

Sasuke yawned loudly as he walked towards the kitchen. He saw Obito on the table, eating cereal while Madara and Shisui were watching the news.

“Good morning” Obito said, looking up to see his youngest brother stretch his arms.

“Tch, there is nothing good about the morning, I am sore all over” Obito coughed, causing everybody to look at him.

“Are you alright?” Sasuke asked.

“Yes,yess~” Obito said, drinking his orange juice.

“I swear to God Sasuke, if you are not wearing any underwear-”

“Sush Shisui, you are only going to be more disappointed-”  Obito swallowed loudly.

“There is something odd going on with him” Shisui said, pointing at Obito.

“Nah it is normal, he has always been an idiot” Madara commented.

“Hey, where did you guys leave the grapefruit?”

“Why? I thought you didn’t like grapefruit as breakfast” Shisui commented.

“It is for niisan, he slept in my room, poor niisan was so tired-”

Obito spit out the orange juice.

“ITACHI IS INVOLVED IN THIS TOO?!” He shouted shocked.

“Uhm…yeah…it is fucking seaworld?” Sasuke looked confused.

“SO THIS IS A REGULAR THING!?” Obito looked shocked,”I need to get going! “ he stood up and grabbed his jacket while muttering, “I knew this family had thin boundaries, this shouldn’t be surprising at all, I am freaking out, this is weird, what happened to this generation…”

“You think he is alright?” Sasuke asked.

“I am afraid his idiot syndrome is getting worse” Madara muttered, “Also, can I tag along to seaworld?”

“Sure, didn’t know you-”

“I want to point at every ugly fish I see and name it ‘Sasuke’.” Madara pointed at Sasuke, “ Look, I will name it Sasuke”

“Fucking funny” Sasuke grabbed his phone and raised an eyebrow reading the messages Naruto had send him last night.

“Hey…wasn’t Naruto’s jacket on my desk chair…?”

“Yes, yesterday it was there, you told me not to throw it in the laundry” Shisui said.

“Stalker alert, what did you wanna do? Smell it?” Madara got ignored by Sasuke.

“It was on the chair last night…so why is he texting me if I have his jacket and then after midnight he texts me that he already has it…do I have alzheimer?”

“I doubt he snuck in the house to grab one jacket back” Shisui said.

“Then it would be a perfect relationship, two weirdos”  Madara commented.

“Strange…”  Sasuke muttered.  


oxoxox special thanks to @failureoftheyear xoxoxox

                      Markiplier Sentence Starters!: Rage Addition .
                                          

                                             (Some NSFW) 
                       

                                     (Can be taken out of context.)                                      . 


The Level of Denial:

“Oh, come on, this is baloney!”
“What kind of malarkey is this?”
“I’m not doing it on purpose!”
“Don’t patronize me, I’m fine!”
“I’m a calm, little butterfly.”
‘I am calm and collected.“ 
“What the fuck am I talking about?”
“ Oh come on, what is with this thing?!”
 “If I fall into the fire I will eat my own eyeballs!”
“I should have been up that pipe ten ways to Sunday.“ 
"This is going to be a bitch and a half.”
“Oh my god, you tried to murder me!”
“I don’t handle frustrating things well.”
“I don’t know why I twirled…”
“Is it a little bit too early to loose my sanity?”
“Stop with the party, it’s not time for that yet!”
“Oh, this was useless…oh, there was no point to this!”
“Well, I didn’t run into a Hammer-Bro-Hammer…just something else.”
“Have I been cursing this whole time? I just said damn…I just said damn again!”
“I would never, ever, never, never, never ever say anything bad about him….or his mother.”
“You know how in Star Wars they say 'release your hatred?’ Yeah, Ross did that!”

 Levels of Rage:

“YOU SACKS OF ASS!”
“Frick you…screw your face!”
“Fuck-nuggets!”  
“Ohh…sassafras!”
“It’s about god damn time, don’t you think you should be a little less of a douchebag?”
“AHHHHHHH!”
“Objective-…AHHHH!”
“Why did you DUCK?!”
“You think you can catch fireballs, bitch?!”
“Missed me, dickbag!”
“I can’t jump when I have something in my hand!”
“What the bullshit, fuck your mother!”
“What am I talking about?! Shut up, I don’t know!”
“Oh no….what the BALONEEEEEEEEEEEEEY?!”
“Oh, right under your nose, bitch, right under your nose!”
“Thank you, thank you for being late to the party, assbag!”
“Oh shit, you’re fucking dead!”
“Just stop…just stop! JUST STOP!”
“WHY?! THAT’S STUPID!" 
"I think she would be a little worried at my constant screaming.”
"That is such a piece of ass!”
“Fudge, come on!”
“FFFFFFFFF-FUDGESICKLES!”
“Yes, I know this is gross, but I’m talking about it!”
“This is reality!" 
"Oh my god, why is this so hard?!”
“You know, at this point I’m not even surprised at your bullshit.”
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! What the-?”
“I wanna break it, but it’s not mine….”
“If I crack this open it’s going to be a horrible mess for everyone." 
"I Can’t do this, God damn…I can’t do- Oh…I can’t!”
“I’m sorry, I have nothing clever to say at this moment….I’M DYING!" 
"Would’ve been nice!”
“It might not look difficult, but my voice is cracking and I’m practically pubescent!”
“I am borderline in tears at the bullshit that’s in front of me." 
"When is this fucking things going to behave?!”
“I had it, I had the flower, it was in MY FUCKING HANDS!”
“I am so angry…I might not look it, I might just look tired.”
“That was bound to happen, because I didn’t have WHAT I FUCKING NEEDED!”
“Fuck them….fuck them all…FUCK THEM ALL!”
“That’s wrong…THAT’S WRONG!”
“I WAS PRESSING WITH MY FINGER!”
“God damn, give me your shoe!" 
"Just….OH MY GOD!”
“Just me, myself, and my internal rage.”
"Don’t ask me what that means, shut up!“  
"I have never, ever been so angry in my life!”
“You are going to slap me in the face with all your bullshit and then take everything I love.”
“Oh god, it’s my ride!”
“Oh, come on you bastard, you stole my ride!”
“Oh,____’s scary when he’s angry….yeah…yeah…" 
"Doesn't everybody know they’re not supposed to be original or individual?!" 

That level of DONE:

"I am full of lies and stupidity.”
“I am not happy inside…”
“I have no soul…”
“I hate this…and everyone.”
“It’s the little things…it’s the little things.”
“It’s the little, itty, bitty things that make me think dark thoughts….about Ross,”
“That’s what I get for thinking…”
“That is so stupid, I hate this.”
“And yeah,  haha, it’s fun for you guys, but guess who it’s not fun for?!" 
"It’s not okay I have to do this…it’s not okay.”
“I don’t even want to yell anymore.”
“I am not okay right now…”
“…why did I even try?”
“That’s alright, I wasn’t paying attention, so why not take a little life from me?”
“They took from me….everything!”
“And they gave me nothing!" 
"The note just says; ‘Thanks guys, no I’m not your father.’”
“It’s like I can see death moments before it arrives in my face.”
“Oh, you think you are going to get me and the answer is- probably…" 
"I’m a loser, baby, I’m a loser…I forget the rest of the song.”
“This has been ____, I’m going to remove my name from my name, and call myself Dickbag McDicksucker.”

Things I've heard/said || Sentence meme

((Sentences I’ve hoarded for a few months from friends and others + myself, hope this is alright to post!! @roaringheart ))

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“You come into MY HOUSE and blblbpbflbl in MY EAR.”

“It’s him and the guy who looks like an idiot.”

“There’s more death by moo than any other sound.”

“This music’s so gitchy.”

“Step one for making friends: Share a blanket.”

“My leg keeps breaking.”

“I want some anime curry right now.”

“Get riggity riggity roasted.”

“My hand is inside my face right now.”

“Should i be taking this thing semi-serious? Probably. Am i? Nope.”

“Doofuses don’t get traumatized.”

“DID SOMEONE SAY [insert word]?!?!?!”

“GOOD BYE WORLD, YOU WERE A CRUEL MISTRESS!”

“I’m crying orange juice out of my eyes, b y e.”

“CURSE YOU, HORRID LIFE! HOW YOU SO LOVE TO WATCH ME SUFFER IN AGONY!”

“You can’t even sushi-roll right!”

“Oh my god, they’re a CULT.”

“The game is calling you weak, [muse name].”

“Punish time.”

“Wait, why are you killing it.”

“You’re/I’m always DtF (Down to Furry).”

“WHY ARE YOU QUOTING ME.”

“BECAUSE THE MEMES URGE ME TO.”

“You can’t just punch your way out of a plot.”

“LEMME TELL YA SOMETHING-”

“Silence, bejeweled boy.”

“My ship, my rules.”

“Screw your ship, your ship got danked at the dock!”

“He puts the butt back on.”

“Let’s roast the hot spring.”

“I was like ‘HEY WHAT’S OVER HERE? DEATH, APPARENTLY!’”

“[muse name], do me a favor and sit on a bunch of legos in the corner and think about your life.”

“A magician never pees in public.”

“Nuudoru-sama-san-chan is our cup and savior.”

“Are you doubting our cup and savior, Nuudoru-sama-san-chan?”

“i would never question our cup and savior Nuudoru-sama-san-chan.”

“I SHOULD HAVE GUESSED- WE MADE CUP NOODLES A GOD.”

“Apparently, Louisiana Hot Sauce isn’t Hispanic.”

“THIS IS A CHRISTIAN SERVER, NO RESETS.”

“Feels weird, tastes weird, must be humans.”

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE PLOT WAS BEING HELD HOSTAGE IN THOSE SPINOFFS?!”

“I’m so glad I chose to ruin my sleeping schedule over this.”

“OH HOW THE TABLES HAVE TABLED!”

“There’s “pop” music playing in a dad store.“

Requaero (Soulmate AU)

Summary: Soulmates’ worlds go from B&W to Colors when they are in the same room for the first time. Dean is a famous actor in the middle of a convention, trying to find his soulmate, the reader. 

Word Count: 2,070

Warnings: None.

A/N: Hope you guys like! Your best friend is @unadulteratedstorycollector and Joey @latinenglishfandomblog is Sam’s soulmate haha. 


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

“You alright there?” Benny asked with concerned eyes.

“Yeah, thanks, man,” answered Dean, giving Lafitte a smile.

After a few minutes, Bela and Garth took their seats next to each other and the writer of the show, Dean’s own brother, Sam, emerged from behind the makeshift wall that had been erected behind the actors.

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Dear God,
I know my fingertips are redder than my lips.
I know my teeth are sharper than daggers.
I know my eyes scare the stars away from the night.
I know my voice wasn’t meant to speak your name. 
I know, God, I know. 

Dear God, 
Didn’t you once say that we were all your children?
Did that include me? Does it still? 
Do you still love me with my rattlesnake bones and haunted lungs?
Or are you the kind of Father who turns away from his black sheep son?

Dear God,
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to shout. 
I’d understand if you walked away, you know.

Dear God, 
Did you know there was a time I hated you?
Did you know there was a time I cursed your name?
Did you know there was a time I was lost and cold and tired and afraid?
Where were you then? Why didn’t you answer me?

Dear God,
That was unfair. I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s just me. 
Maybe I’m just blind and deaf and mute.
Maybe I’m just never meant to meet you.

Dear God,
He’s the closest I’ve ever felt to you.
He speaks, and I hear your voice.
He smiles, and I see your face. 
He holds me, and I swear I am blessed.
They say you made him, just like you made everyone. 
So thank you. 

Dear God,
I know I am the demon haunting this world’s footsteps. 
I know my blood is tainted with smoke and venom.
I know my lips are black and my bones are hellbound. 
I know it is blasphemy for me to want him.
I know it is selfish. I know he deserves better.
But God, 
Please let me have him. 

Dear God,
He still says my name like a prayer.
I swear sometimes I can see my fingers leeching poison into his skin.
I don’t care where my crumbling bones and aching soul end up,
and I promise I’ll never ask for anything else. 
Please, let me be good for him.

—  Dear God, please protect him from my touch ( j.p. )
So, I Heard You Like Me

Request: hi, could I request a bucky imagine were steve keeps teasing you about your crush on bucky and one day he accidentally let’s one of his jokes slip in front of bucky? your dating bucky was amazing by the way! AND ALSO Hii, could you do a Bucky x reader where he overhears you tell someone you like him & he bothers you about it until you get really angry at him? Thanks!

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: None.

Word count: 1,421

A/N: First off, I kinda didn’t want to make Bucky ‘bother her’ about it, because I just didn’t feel that was him. Second, I recently started school and I feel so stressed, I’m sorry I’ve barely been posting, but trust me I’ll try my hardest to post regularly. Also, I have a tag list now, so if you wanna be tagged in any my future writing shoot me an ask and tell me which randoms you wanna be tagged in!

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Feel free to request anything by sending an ask to my inbox! (Please check if requests are still open before requesting!)

So, I Heard You Like Me

Steve stood next to the kitchen counter, pouring himself a cup of coffee. The coffee fell swiftly into the cup until the stream was abruptly cut off as Steve retracted his arm. His ears perked up as they caught the sound of footsteps, instantly calming down when he heard your voice whisper a low “g’morning”.

“I heard Bucky’s voice in your room last night.” Steve stated as you dragged your still very sleepy body across the kitchen floor.

You didn’t even have to look at him to know he was smiling.

Putting your elbow against the island in the center of the room, you pushed yourself onto a spiny chair, not even taking a second to look at Steve. You dropped your head on the marble surface, grumbling as you ran a hand through your wild hair. “How do you have so much energy in the morning?” You grumbled back, completely disregarding his previous statement. Steve rolled his eyes as he smirked, his arm still in the air as he served another cup of coffee, this time for you.

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A/N - I was halfway through this when I remembered that Jin is 5 years older than Jungkook and 3 years older than Jimin and Tae, but I was already in too deep. I needed them all to be the same age for it to work. Sorry about that.

Jimin had always enjoyed being part of the yearbook staff. It had always been fun. Except today. Today was torture. 

Jimin dropped his head to the stack of papers in front of him and groaned, loud enough to drown out the sound of his friends chatting. It was the 21st century, why on earth were they still using a paper ballot to do senior superlatives? Wouldn’t it have been a million times easier for everyone to vote on-line? And how on earth did he and his friends get roped into spending a Saturday morning counting them all manually?

“One last category and then we’ll break for lunch, yeah?”

Jungkook and Taehyung immediately agreed to Seokjin’s proposal and Jimin lifted his head, ready to finally take a break after four hours of mind-numbing boredom.

“Most attractive male is next,” Seokjin announced.

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anonymous asked:

I'de like to request a Gabriel x reader with #1 and #47. Thank you so much

Originally posted by cupcakesam

I feel like this matches Gabriel perfectly xD

1: Is that a challenge?
47: we’re in a life or death situation! Is this really the best time for flirting?!

Pairing: Gabriel x reader
Warnings: Gabriel being a little piece of shit (idk)
Fandom: Supernatural
Small Summary: so you’re going on a hunt with Gabriel, to your great dismay and if that wasn’t bad enough things go down hill quickly

Gabriel wouldn’t be the first person you would chose to fight vampires with, yet here you were in an abandoned building alone with him. Anyone, ANYONE would have been better but as Dean put it you had “take one for the team” and work with the archangel.

“Fuck you Dean” you grumbled to yourself adjusting your grip on your knife.

“What was that?” Gabriel asked smugly.

“Nothing” you replied through gritted teeth. Please don’t start up a conversation, please don’t start up a conversation, please don’t-.

“So you’re single right?”.

“Are you serious” you glared “this is exactly why I didn’t want to work with you. You don’t take anything seri-”.
You were cut off by a crash in a distance room. You gulped and motioned for the angel to proceed forward slowly. You two approached the room. Shining your flashlight inside you didn’t see anything at first however the next thing you knew there was a hard blow to the back of your head and you were out like a light.

You woke up tied to a chair. Brilliant. You struggled to break free but damn, these ropes were tied tightly.

“You’re awake” said Gabriel. He was tied up as well and you were both back to back. The tone in his voice made it seem like he was enjoying this. You cursed under your breath.

“Are you good for anything?”.

“That hurts gorgeous”.

“Please shut up”.

“Oh don’t worry you won’t have to listen for him for long” a vampire said stepping out of the shadows. The creature bared its teeth hungrily.

“God fuck me” you yelled in frustration. Why did bad things always have to happen to you?

“Is that a challenge?” Gabriel chuckled. If you could reach him you would have slapped him right across the face.

“We’re in a life or death situation! Is this really the best time for flirting?!” You growled “if this vamp doesn’t kill you first I will!”.

“Oh yeah I should probably take care of that” Gabriel said. You didn’t know what he meant by that at first. The vampire hissed but all the angel had to do was snap his fingers and the monster was gone. You blinked in shock unable to process what just happened.

“Why didn’t you do that before?!” You questioned suddenly, narrowing your eyes.

“There’s no point in doing something cool if there’s no one awake to watch” Gabriel shrugged. What an idiot.

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