why the hell is green mint

The City, Part 7 [End]

A/N:  I’m sad to see this story end as it’s my first one. But I am proud of the story I wrote and I’m excited for what happens next.

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: Your two year long relationship has ended. With a new apartment and job you’re ready to move on from your relationship. But The City seems to have other plans for you.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings/Triggers: none

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Final

Part 7

Your eyebrows shot up as Tae and Jin guided you through the busy restaurants and the view of 4 handsome boys came into view. It was the rest of BTS and with a nervous heart you looked at their faces, but Namjoon’s wasn’t among them. Tae and Jin shot each other glances and moved their bodies closer to yours. They closed the gap in case you decided to bolt out the door. 

“What is this? An intervention?” you scoffed, taking a seat next to Hobi. It was impossible to stay made when Hobi flashed you a smile. His heart shaped face could probably melt the sun if he tried.

“No! Y/N, we just thought that since it’s been awhile we should all meet up and get lunch together. We all missed you!” he tried to re-assure you.

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sinners like us (saeran x reader, part I)

rating: 18+ (707 route spoilers, suicide ideation)

notes: ah. here it is. the hospital sinfic i’ve been dropping hints about for like two or three weeks. i’ll add a summary when i can actually think of one. um, i’m not going to lie, the intentions here is for this fic to get pretty dark.i think the current projection is 9 to 12 parts and each chapter will have it’s own set of warnings and some may include acts of violence, abuse and sexual content. so please be aware- for that reason this isn’t a fic for everyone, but it is a story i really wanted to tell. so for those of you who decide to read, i do hope you enjoy. < (_ _) >

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anonymous asked:

Hello!!! I discovered you yesterday and I spent all night reading your stories. I loved them! So I would like to ask you if you could write a story about Kit and a girl who have been best friends for years and realise they have feelings for each other so they end up together.

There was sunlight rolling through the window and pressing on your face with heavy heat, and blinding shine. It made you squeeze your eyes closed, and if possible, amplified the twenty-pound weight that took residence in your head. You groaned at the pain that started off small, but as you grew more and conscious, it spread. Opening your eyes only made it worse, but you did it anyway. There were only the navy blue satin sheets staring back at you, and you were grateful they weren’t the bright mint green ones you were used to. 

You blinked a bit as you, sat up on your elbow and reached over to the nightstand to your left for you phone, but what your hands laid on wasn’t a nightstand. It felt like skin, and when your fingers moved around you were able to put together that you were touching someone’s face, “What the hell are you doing?” you recognized that voice but it still confused you as to why you were hearing it. 

Snatching your hand back, you rubbed your eyes, and opened them to realize that the room you were in wasn’t yours. You recognized it though. This was Kit’s room, and when your head finally craned around, you found him laying beside you, “Why am I here? Did I pass out in the cab again?”

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Would you force someone to like or prefer one ice cream flavor over another? Would you make a big deal out of it? Would you call me a uncivilized freak and express your hatred for my preference? No?

Do you tolerate that I might like green tea ice-cream over mint chocolate chip? Do I tolerate that you have different tastes than I do? Will I still give you respect for liking a flavor of ice cream I hate? Yes?

Then why the hell would you push your ships and headcanons onto other people and disrespect them for having different beliefs.

Brighton and After #5: Daddy Warbucks

Note: I always thought I might totally jump around in time with these and I finally have. So I could still go back in time again. But in this much time has passed and things are a bit different… Very short ficlet. OH yeah- and this was inspired by a prompt from Msjosephinemarch.

Summary: Jimmy has an unfortunate revelation while reading the funny papers.

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