why would you pout like that

Close enough

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Pairing: Jimin X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request:  Hey could you please do an imagine where the reader and jimin are fighting and he says that he hates that she’s really clingy and he hates when she ‘steals’ his clothes and that hurts you but you didn’t show it and then you guys make up but you still thought about what he said so you stopped being clingy and stopped wearing his clothes and doesn’t realize at first but when does, he feels really bad and sad bc he loves when u are clingy and loves when you wear his clothes.

Originally posted by kths

Your eyes followed your boyfriend’s annoyed figure as he paced around the room. Today must have been really stressful for him because since he came through the door he’s been nothing but on edge. A small thought in the back of your head told you not to pick a fight with him but another part of you knew that you didn’t need to be treated rudely because of something that effected him at work. 

“Fine. Look, I’m sorry….Let’s just drop it..” You told him, sitting back on the bed. 

Jimin stopped in his tracks, looking back at you.

“Drop it? Y/N this might not be a big deal to you but this isn’t something I’m just going to drop!”

You grew silent as you heard his voice raise towards you. He groaned, bringing his hands up to his face. 

“All I’m saying is I can’t have you texting me all the time. I already got scolded once for responding during a meeting and I really don’t need to be on my boss’ bad side right now. It’s just- too much…Sometimes I feel like you’re always trying to talk to me about something and I need personal space. I don’t get why that’s so hard for you to grasp..” He mumbled.

“I just missed you. I didn’t think it was a big deal-”

“You didn’t think. That’s my point.”

You tilted your head, giving him a direct look. 

“What the hell is your problem today? I already said I was sorry..”

Jimin sat down on the bed. 

“There’s just so much going on right now and I just don’t need you always on me. Maybe we should take a break or something.” 

Your eyes widened at the words you feared most besides, “I think we should break up”. 

“You can’t be serious-”

You hand extended to hold onto your boyfriend’s arm but Jimin pulled his own away. 

“I can’t do this right now. I can’t hear about how much I’m away from you, I can’t deal with you always stealing my clothes, or waiting for me to come home, or making jokes about me leaving you all the time. I’m tired of you being so clingy!”

The tears you were holding back started to well up on your eyes until your vision became blurred. You hadn’t realized how he really felt about all of this. You had just assumed that all those times you were missing him that he was feeling the exact same way. You stood up from the bed, sliding the hoodie of his that you were wearing and threw it onto the ground. 

“Fine! I won’t be!” 

Seeing you cry must have really hit a nerve in him because before you were able to head out of the door he stood up in front of you. He held you against his chest even as you tried to push him away. 

“Wait. I didn’t mean it about the break thing. This went way too far and I crossed the line. I wasn’t trying to make you cry, I just got upset over nothing.”

He looked down at you but you avoided looking up at him as your head was now resting on his chest. He could feel your head move every time you sniffled, just giving him even more guilt.

“This isn’t really about you texting me too much. I think the lack of sleep and over working is just getting to me…I’m really sorry. I’m taking this out on you when it’s not even your fault.” 

You felt his warm hands come up to your cheeks as he leaned your head up to face him. 

“I’m so sorry…” He whispered. 

Jimin used his sleeve as an attempt to wipe your tears off and by the look in his eyes you could tell he really meant what he was saying. You knew this sort of stuff was hard on him but you wish he wouldn’t hold it all in until he explodes all the time. Nonetheless you accept your boyfriend’s apology by giving him a nod.

“Seriously. If I ever do something like this again I really wouldn’t blame you for leaving me.”

The worried expression on his face made you crack.

“I get it.” You let out.

Jimin gave you a light kiss on top of your forehead.

“Should we get ready to go out for dinner then? It’s on me.” He said in a convincing tone.

Seeing the puppy eyes he was giving you, you gave in instantly.

“Alright.” You smiled, running off to get dressed.

Ever since that one fight things seemed a little off between the two of you. He would do things that made you think he was still trying to make up for that one day and even though it still bothered you, you wish he would just let it go. You tried to be empathetic but you didn’t want him to keep doing things just to keep you happy. You wanted things to just be normal so you decided that maybe it wasn’t all just because of work. Maybe he actually wanted space and was afraid to come to terms with it and tell you. From now on you didn’t send him good morning texts at work, no checking up on him, no telling him that you miss him or think about him, no more wearing his clothes because their comfortable or smell like him, no more waiting for him to come home in the living room, and no more random I love you’s.

Jimin also was taking notice of the new changes between you both. He was, in fact, trying to do things to make up for what happened because of how bad he felt. He’d bring home presents, take you out, try to text you more often, and just overall praise you whenever you were around. The problem was he couldn’t help but think you were mad at him still since you started to distance yourself. That is until he realized the things he spewed off during the fight between you. He wondered if you were distancing yourself because of what he said despite him not meaning it. Jimin loved coming home to finding you waiting for him or surprising him with how much you loved him. He missed seeing you wake up wearing his shirt from last night or stealing a hoodie or two from his closet. He never really noticed how much he loved those things about you until they were gone. It was starting to drive him crazy.

As you’re sitting on the couch on your laptop you hear him come home, shutting the door in a rush. You pretend to be uninterested, just scrolling through your dashboard but you hear him walk all the ways over to you. As his figure shadows over you, you look up at him.

“You’re home-“

“I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what I can do to take all of what I said back but I want to. I miss you like crazy and god, I love you so much, you know that? There isn’t a second that I’m not thinking about you and there’s not a second that goes by that I’m not reminded of you. I want you to take wear my stuff until it smells like you, I want you to text me during work to tell me what you can’t wait to do until I’m home, I want you to just-…I want you to love me like you did before.”

Speechless you sit up from your seat to face him properly as you push aside the laptop in your lap. You hadn’t expected him to come home like this nor did you think you were the one doing the wrong thing. You thought you were just doing what he wanted but there was a hidden guilty pleasure from hearing him admit how much he needs you.  You decided to just tease him a little bit more.

“Hmm, I don’t know. It’s just not really my thing anymore and I think you were right. Somethings are just better left unsaid. I mean you already know I love you, why would I need to tell you that daily?”

Jimin groaned, pouting like a child.

“Y/N…”

You crossed your arms across your chest.

“Yes, Jiminie?”

Without warning you feel him cup your face like before but instead of wiping your tears you felt the familiar feeling of his soft, full lips being pressed up against yours. He took 5 long seconds to completely make you feel as if you were going to melt in your seat just from one kiss. As he pulled away from you, you saw the glimpse of seriousness in his eyes.

“I miss you. Please….just forgive me this once?”

Damn it. For once you thought you had the upper hand but his dumb cute face and amazing lips had won you over again.

“Fine but you have to say it first today.”

Jimin let out a small laugh.

“I love you, Y/N.”

alright! *cracks knuckles* let’s talk about klance! i know all these points have been made in other posts but i’m just irritated and want to make my own post lmfao. i don’t understand people who say keith and lance don’t have any chemistry/potential/”romantic” moments…like…are you watching the same show that i’m watching? you don’t have to like the ship, dude, but there is no denying there’s something going on.

lance, your bi is showing.

do i even need to talk about the, “we are a good team” scene? this was ridiculously gay. holy fuck. tender hand holding. EVEN THE WAY KEITH SAYS LANCE’S NAME IS TENDER. they just sit there holding hands the whole time. they could have let go, either one of them could have let go, dude. keith wasn’t helping lance up. he kneeled down next to him and just…fucking held his hand? those soft smiles? lance doing the “fond eyebrow raise”? gay. and i know the purple lighting is from the galra crystal, but like…wow this whole set up was romantic as hell. seriously, sit back and imagine if one of them were a girl. boom, romantic. everyone would see it. so why is it so hard for some of y’all to see it here? not to mention the fact that we never actually saw the supposed “cradling” (i refuse to believe “I cradled you in my arms!” refers to this hand holding. there has to be more. a full on cradle). that was probably so fucking gay. AND THE EPISODE RIGHT AFTER, WHEN LANCE IS IN THE HEALING POD, KEITH BEING AN IMPATIENT LITTLE FUCK, FULL ON POUTING, TAPPING THE POD BECAUSE ALLURA WON’T LET LANCE OUT OF IT YET. EVEN THOUGH SHE SAID “JUST A FEW MORE TICKS.”

like, this boy can’t even fucking wait a few ticks because he just wants to see lance. there is no way to deny that he wants to see lance, talk to him, probably about their bonding moment. i bet he thinks everything is going to be different between him and lance now. 

he’s also the last one to walk away from the pod. *eye emoji* why did they choose to show that? what was the Point? then, when lance comes out of the healing pod, keith gets this precious little smile on his face. he’s happy to see him. looking forward to talking about feelings and shit, most likely.

but! lance instantly flirts with allura and keith just says, “Classic.” he then proceeds to look salty as fuck with his signature broody arm crossing included. this poor boy. you’re killing him lance, you really are.

not to mention the many other times he has appeared jealous when lance is flirting. (”Jealousy, thy name is Keith.”) i’m not posting screencaps of all those moments because i’m so lazy and like i said, all these points have been made in other posts and i got other shit i’m focusing on. 

here it is, the iconic, “We had a bonding moment! I cradled you in my arms!” scene. listen. i honestly can’t even think of a reason why keith would bring this up, unless he has a big fat crush on lance. it just did not fit into the conversation at all. let me type it out for y’all even though you probably don’t need me to. we’ve analyzed this to hell and back already but…

Lance: “Wow. Thanks, everybody. Sounds like the mice did more than you, though.”
Keith: “I punched Sendak!”
Lance: “Yeah, apparently after I emerged from a coma and shot his arm off.”
Keith, looking completely fucking devastated: “We had a bonding moment. I cradled you in my arms!” (his voice CRACKS)

honestly, he looks like he just witnessed his world fall apart around him. #mood

i don’t know about you, but this would not be my reaction unless, like i said, i had a big fat crush on the other person. he looks so betrayed, oh my god. and lance…wow. lance says, “Nooope. Don’t remember, didn’t happen.” now, is it just me or is this totally lance being a little shit about the fact that keith didn’t remember him in the first episode when they’re saving shiro? i bet it is.

alright, now this here, this is my favorite. this screenshot is titled “GAY this is so fucking GAY” in my files because um? their faces? those are very fond and tender expressions. this whole scene was so gay i stg. keith was flirting up a storm with this boy and it was amazing. let’s not forget that the planet lance was on with nyma highkey had the bi flag colors and there was two rainbows in this episode. symbolism, guys. these things mean a lot and are very important in animation. (there’s a lot more symbolism that many people have pointed out, including what i said above but my ass don’t have the time to put them all here)

the flirtation is strong in this one. here’s some more moments (i probably didn’t put them all idk i can’t remember) where keith is either a) flirty or b) looking at lance with that oh so soft expression. he doesn’t really look at any of the other characters like this (definitely not at allura lmfao), at least not that i’ve noticed. correct me if i’m wrong. 

wow keith you’re soooo cool…

a very underappreciated Soft Look.

this whole scene kills me every time, i love everything about it.

PROUD OF LANCE FOR COMING UP WITH A SICK ASS PLAN!

this still haunts me. it haunts all of us. why!!! did!!! he!!! say!!! it!!! like!!! that!!! you can hear the winky face in his voice. the way he says this is equivalent to 100 winky faces. if you don’t think this is blatant flirting, you’re a lost cause.

of course you were. of course. you want his attention. it’s okay, we know, lance.

LOOK AT THAT SMIRK KEITH IS SPORTING!!! anyways, that is the face of someone flirting. i make the same damn face keith makes when i flirt. if one of them were a girl, IT WOULDN’T EVEN BE A QUESTION. IT WOULD BE OBVIOUS FLIRTING AND PEOPLE WOULD SHIP THE HELL OUT OF IT. but no, they’re two boys. dudes bein’ dudes. just guys bein’ bros. wow, what a great bromance.

now, just for shits and giggles, let us compare how keith looks when he’s literally cradling allura in his arms vs. when he’s holding hands with lance.

he deadass looks like this -_- with allura. there’s actually a fucking…slight frown on his face now that i really look at it, oh my god. even when allura removes herself and blushes, he still looks like that. now, wouldn’t you think that, hm…if they wanted it to be known that keith wants to smooch allura, they’d at least put a slight blush on his face to match allura’s or maybe have him appear to be a little flustered? 

he’s gay. i can’t imagine him not being gay. (imo, him being galra is a big metaphor for him being gay. coming to terms with who he is and “coming out” to the other paladins. everything hunk says to him in “The Belly of the Weblum” are common things straight people say to gay people. a lot of people in the fandom seem to agree with this, but maybe we’re all just reaching idk) i just feel like…someone who likes girls would have a different reaction than keith’s when faced with a beautiful girl like princess allura in their arms. yeah, i know, this has already been said. but!!! it’s!!! true!!! all of their “romantic” scenes together were awkward, forced and came right out of nowhere and keith just…had no reaction. compare that to all the faces he’s made at lance. yeah. the difference is ridiculously obvious.

there’s honestly so much more i want to add to this, stuff from the comics and more subtle things (including a screencap of lance’s face in “Escape from Beta Traz” when he’s talking about keith and how he does cool shit. boy had the most fond expression known to man. u know the one), but everything has already been said by someone else. i’ll end it by saying this, again, because i’m really fucking salty: if one of these boys were a girl, there would be ZERO question about the purpose of these interactions. it would all be seen as flirting and romantic. it’s such a common trope. red and blue. fire and ice. they balance each other out. peace the heck out.

epiphany | jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook + Reader 

Genre: Fluff + college au 

Word Count: 3.6k 

Part: | 1 | 2 |  

Summary: You hated his guts, especially after he ruined your chance at getting a good grade in one of your toughest classes. But why did your heart beat a little faster every time you saw him? And why did he feel the same way?

Reader’s POV

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to give you a failing grade, Y/N…” Mr.Ransford frowned,“ You should’ve saved your work somewhere separately you know?”

You gaped at him in complete shock, as everything came crashing down on you.

“B-but you don’t understand! It wasn’t my fault-” you stammered, your hands flailing around in a frenzy as you attempted to explain your dire situation to your psychology professor.

“Y/N, I’m sorry I’m afraid we can’t discuss this right now, I have a class in 2 minutes. We’ll talk later, hm?” he said as you sighed, your shoulders slumping in utter defeat.

He patted your shoulders in sympathy as you walked out of the door, tears welling up in your eyes as you thought of all your hard work that was now flushed down the drain. All because of one boy.

That damn Jeon Jungkook.

—-

“YAH!” you yelled, raging, as you approached the boys, a deadly glare in your eyes as you grabbed Jungkook by the collar of his tshirt. Pulling him up from the bleachers where him and the rest of his friends were sitting, all of them gasped, mouths going agape as they witnessed their golden maknae get manhandled by you.

“Y/N~What a pleasure,” Jungkook said, giving you a lazy smirk.

Your blood boiled at the audacity the boy had, to address you in such a way, after he had destroyed your chance at a good grade- heck a good year of college. Without thinking first, you lifted your hand and slapped him across the face, the contact shooting vibrations of pain down your arm as the noise echoed in the air. Immediate silence followed, everyone looking at the two of you with rounded eyes as Jungkook himself, was in shock.

You stood there, your chest rising up and down, breathing heavy as you glowered at him. His hands flew to his cheek as he let out a stream of curse words, his gaze landing on yours, fire kindling in his eyes as he reddened in embarrassment.

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The Train

Pairing: Y/N and Harry

Word Count: 4201

Prompt: Y/N walks in, and Harry notices she’s wearing yellow again, this time it’s a yellow sweater with a pair of dark skinny jeans and brown ankle boots, her hair is pulled back into a pony tail with a white scrunchie with little smiling suns and he swears that he has to squint to look at her. “Oh! I know you-you’re the guy from the train,” Y/N beams, “Harry, right?” she sets down the tray of muffins.

 “I didn’t tell you my name,” Harry snaps.

 Y/N pouts, “well yeah, but I’m also not stupid,” she says. 

“Are you joining us today Harry?” the man asked, “I’m Seth, I run the group.”

“Why else would I fucking be here,” Harry grumbled.

 Y/N grabs a muffin, ignoring Harry’s sour attitude, “here, they’re made with love,” she smiled, holding out the blueberry muffin.

 “Fuck off,” Harry says. He watches as her smile fades and the glint in her eyes seems to disappear, for a split second Harry feels like a dick, but then he realizes he doesn’t care and Y/N should just shove the muffin up her ass.


Harry was annoyed.

It really hadn’t been his day at all. His morning was terrible, he woke up next to a blonde and he tried really hard to remember her name-only to fail. When he asked her to leave she insisted on making breakfast, to which Harry responded with “feel free to grab something and leave” and then he proceeded to shower. When he got out, the unknown girl stood in his kitchen making herself a smoothie and toast. Her red lips in a pout, “come on, you can’t be in that big of a rush,” Harry ended up calling security, she was crazy.

When he went into the studio he was blank, the songs he did come in with were rejected and he couldn’t find the energy or muse to write another one. He was out of inspiration, nothing amused Harry anymore. He found himself not enjoying the things he used to love, drinks seemed to be the only thing that made him feel something (and it was only for a little bit). He didn’t enjoy being surrounded by his friends and family, his love for writing was slipping through the cracks, and his energy was fading.

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Night People

Prompt: “Can i request a smutty scenario with werewolf v in heat?”
Word Count: 5,160
Genre: Smut
Summary: Around this time of year, Taehyung always advises you to stay away from him, but there’s nothing you want more than to see what he’s like when he’s turned.
A/N: So this is a werewolf AU obviously, but I just wanted to mention that there are some “violent” parts when it gets smutty. Also I know it’s hella long and I’m sorry. Please go easy on my gentle soul.

Originally posted by jjks


3 Days

When it was around this time of year, Taehyung always said it was best to stay away from him. Though you had been friends for years, he never wanted you to see that side of him. He said he was too dangerous and that it was best for you to not see him when he wasn’t capable of controlling himself. You understood that he was trying to protect you, but a part of you had always been curious to see what he was like when he turned. You had seen all the movies and read billions of books, but you wanted to see what it was really like. Of course, you respected his decision and tried your best to silence the nagging voice in the back of your mind.

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off limits | 02 (m)

pairing: kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings: smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin 
words: 7,520
summary: you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

» playlist | 01 | 02 | 03 |

a/n: if you squint, you can see the beginnings of a plot haha!

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Look at me (boyf riends)

jfc it’s done look it’s the boyf riends being dorks can you believe it what a shock. 

Alternative title: How These Morons Manage To Put Off Kissing Each Other For Three Pages Because They’re Nervous Wrecks. HTMTPOKEOFTPBTNW for short. Just rolls off the tongue honestly.


From the very first few days of the Squip being disabled it was clear Jeremy was far from okay. He still flinched sometimes when his voice cracked, or when he got “dramatic” as he himself put it. Michael found a lot of things concerning about Jeremy’s behavior that hadn’t been there before. How he would sometimes slouch slightly and then suddenly straighten up as though he’d been burned. How he got uncomfortable doing anything that could be deemed uncool. Michael couldn’t lie, that in particular hurt quite a bit. Asking Jeremy if they could continue playing Apocalypse of the Damned from where they’d left off and seeing him setting his jaw and clenching his fists as if he was steeling himself for something; that had stung. Michael had forgiven Jeremy practically the second an apology was out of his mouth but that didn’t mean things were perfectly okay between them. The months of being completely alone were still fresh in his mind. Michael had to keep reminding himself that Jeremy was a victim in this too, that was clear to anyone watching even if he wouldn’t flat out say what the Squip had done.

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After Party // Jughead

Prompt #20: Let’s have a some fun. A little truth or dare never hurt anyone.

Summary: Reader got ready for the dance with Veronica and Betty but when the party at Cheryl’s happened she didn’t expect a suprise. The surprise in the form of Jughead Jones and getting dared to play seven minutes in heaven with the boy.

Character: Reader x Jughead Jones, Veronica, Betty, Archie, Cheryl, and Reggie Mantle (mentioned)

Words: 1017

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters. Also to clarify in the tv series Jughead is NOT asexual and this is not based on the comics.

Warnings: Make out session, swearing, alcohol, fluff and a party

Author: Caitsy

Requested: Yes. Anon

Tagging: At the bottom

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Originally posted by stydiaislove

If you had to answer someone on what was the most surprisingly thing the first week of school you could answer. After the school dance everyone went to Cheryl’s place for a party. It didn’t matter if you hated her guts everyone went, either for the alcohol, the drama or just to see the castle of a home the popular girl lived in.

The most surprising thing was when you noticed that Jughead Jones was lounging around the room where everyone was. You couldn’t believe he had made an appearance at this party because majority of the popular kids were rude to him. You noticed that Archie was even surprised at Jughead.

“Jughead what are you doing here?” You asked. He had opened his mouth before Cheryl interrupted.

“Let’s have some fun. A little truth or dare never hurt anyone.” Cheryl smiled, “Well maybe once but they moved away.”

You rolled your eyes at her words because she would have been the reason that person fled town. The girl pouted her plump lips before calling everyone to circle up.

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Shiro’s eyes shot open as something suddenly popped in his thoughts. He winced at the neon-green digital numbers on the clock for a moment before being able to read the 3:24 AM glaring on the screen.

He rolled onto his other side to be greeted with the sleeping face of his husband, Keith.
Shiro smiled, lifting a hand to gently brush some hair off of Keith’s face.

“Hey love, you awake?” He whispered.

Keith let out a little noise as he slowly woke up. “Y-yeah…something wrong, babe..?”

Shiro dropped his hand from Keith’s face. “I was just wondering..”

“Hm?”

Shiro paused.

“You still-” he tried to find the right words- “like me, right?”

There was a deafening silence for nearly two minutes as Keith’s face slowly shifted from tired yet concerned to an expression that screamed “are you for real”.

“…Shiro….we are…literally married. We’ve been married for three goddamn years, we’ve been dating for five. Why would you even ask that.” Keith said, the volume of his voice louder than the previous whispers.

Shiro pouted. “But still, you like me, right?”


“OH MY GOD GO TO SLEEP.”

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Proposition

Originally posted by boredoutofmymindwriting

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Summary: Jensen tries to convince the reader to be his pretend girlfriend.

Prompt: "You’ve given up being sexy a long time ago haven’t you?“

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,266

Requested by: @starswirlblitz


Work today was fucking torture. It was too long, too boring and filled with too many morons. You can only fake being nice for so long, it’s exhausting.

Trying to get into a more relaxed head space, you decide to pamper yourself a bit. You down a much needed glass of wine then take a soothing bubble bath. Soon after you throw on a black mud mask that clarifies, it’s weird looking but it works awesome.

Deciding to give yourself a pedicure, you pick out a dark red nail polish and get yourself settled on the couch. Finally feeling a little more relaxed, you breathe a happy sigh for the peace and quiet.

“Y/N!”

Son of a bitch.

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Uncover

Author: @sincerelystiles
Pairing: Stiles x Reader
Word Count: 2,980

Warnings: nsfw

A/N: happy late v-day bitches ;)
requested by @ephemeral-stilinski

Originally posted by everyonelovescousingmiguel


My lips press against his neck, sucking deliciously against the soft skin as he bunches up the back of my shirt in his fists, his head rolling back as he lets out a strangled mewl. “Babe come on, I gotta go.” He fights back although the weakness of his voice honestly said otherwise. “Stay the night, I can make it worth your while.” I whisper seductively, nipping his ear before smearing the tip of my nose down his neck, planting a chaste kiss against the new, purple bruise.

“Y/N, I can’t. I promised Scott I’d help with trying to catch the next Chimera.” I sigh at his words, rolling off him and onto the other side of the bed as he climbs out of it. As he wanders around the room to collect his things, I take the time to lay back and enjoy the view of his of his muscular back, adoring the way his muscles moved. That was until, he found his shirt.

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Sing to Me

A soulmate one shot I took a long time to write, I’m sorry it took so long, but I hope it was worth it.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used.

Originally posted by babywoon

You live in the heart of the city of Seoul. Cars fly over the tarmac roads and people talk loudly in the busy streets. They say that cities never sleep, and that is true. They’re loud, and polluted, and lights shine from the moment you wake to the moment you lay your head to rest. But none of that can chase away your thoughts, nothing can drown out the sound of him.

Soulmates live in this world, it’s bizarre, not not even the more intelligent of those around us can understand why such a concept exists. It just does, and everyone’s story is different.

Your Mother used to tell you of the way her eyes would change colour according to the shade of your father’s hair. She never fails to tell you the story of how she woke up in astonishment to an unflattering shade of green.

Your friend told you that she has a clock etched on her skin, it’s unclear what it means, but you both suspect it’s the time zone that her soulmate lives in.

But you? Well, you can hear your soulmate when he sings.

His voice rings in your head louder than any sound can drown out. And at first, you tried everything. You tried blasting music through headphones, sleeping, running in the loud city sounds. But nothing could stop his voice from reaching every corner of your mind.

As a child, you loved to hear him sing, as you grew older, it frustrated you more than anything. Now? Well, you’ve found peace with it. Whenever his gentle, angelic voice starts, you feel yourself relax. He’ll sing a bit of everything, but you like it best when he’s bellowing his vocal chords to romantic ballad songs.

It’s hard to describe his voice to someone, and you’ve tried many times. It changes like the weather, sometimes he’s singing silvery, so soft and light it’s beautiful, other times it’s deep and low, like literal singing sex.

It made you wonder what you were to him. Could he hear you when your strident voice emitted while you showered? Or when you were drunk and messing with your friends loudly in the streets?

You sighed as you pulled your books closer to your chest, walking towards your next class when your head filled with his voice.

For a moment, it was in your head, or so you thought. But then you realised, other people had stopped, and that was when it occurred to you that this time, the voice wasn’t just in your head. Unconsciously, you stepped towards the room where the voice sounded.

You pushed open the door to see the face to the voice you have always heard.

He sat on a desk of an empty maths classroom. He looked so focused, only to be snapped from it no you’d disturbed him. His candy floss pink hair shifted from his brown eyes as he looked at you. He put his sheet of music on the desk and slid so he was simply leaning, shoving his hands in his black jean pockets.

“Can I help you?” He sounded so casual, while you felt like you were about to faint.

“You… I’ve heard… You’re my soulmate right?”

You sounded like an idiot, you felt like a bigger one. You looked at him still, even through the pounding of your heart. He frowned.

“Sing to me, please.” He stated, it was hardly a question.

You frowned, “Me?”

“No, I was talking to the poster behind you- yes, you.”

His sarcasm made you scowl, but you took in a deep breath anyway. There was no way you could match his voice, there was no way you could even compare.

You sang a few lines, you stopped when you saw his eyes turn wide; he looked like a deep in headlights.

“You weren’t shitting me.” He breathed.

“Why would I do something like that?”

“I’m popular, you know, girls have tried this crap on me before.” he stood up and walked over to you, his hands still in his pocket. He stopped stepping when he was stood before you.

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re not stupid enough to believe them.” You responded, feeling a little breathless.

“It is a good thing.” He agreed, placing a hand on your cheek. His thumb brushed against your skin, and his eyes scanned your face. His eyes were lit like fireflies, filled with interest. His lips pouted slightly, as though he was thinking, then he smiled, and the pink in his hair flooded against his cheeks.

“I must say, you’re much more beautiful than your voice.”

“Excuse me?” You responded playfully, it was clear to you that he knew that music really wasn’t your speciality after all this time.

“Let’s just say I don’t think you’ll be winning the x factor any time soon. I’d also like to mention how inconvenient your timing is to start singing. One time, you starting singing overdose while I was in the middle of an exam, that’s if you can even call it singing, you sounded like a cat being run over by a lawn mower.”

You hit his shoulder lightly, pushing him back, laughter filling the room from both of you.

“Alright, there’s no need to be rude. I pride myself very much in my singing ability.” You told him, and he smiled.

“Me too.”

“Your voice is incredible, I mean, really.” You tell him, and his hand that was once on your cheek was now in his hair, rubbing the back of his head as the pink dusted back against his cheeks.

“You think? I mean, I guess so. I wrote you a song actually… Do you maybe want to hear it?”

It was though someone had punched you in the gut, sending your heart to your throat, you nodded, voiceless.

“I want something else before I can do that though.”

“What’s that?” You asked him.

“A date.” He stated.

“Then what are you waiting for.”

He didn’t need telling twice.

It was the middle of the day, the sun shining highly against the city buildings. You had classes to be at, teachers to please, but none of that mattered as he took you by the hand, pulling you to the doors and walking you into a new world, his world.

Cherry Bomb (Taeyong x Reader)

OOPS! I DID IT AGAIN!!!! I GAVE YOU A SMUT, I WROTE ANOTHER ONE…OH BABY, BABY! Anyway, here’s some yummy retro Taeyong smutty goodness. A little short and sweet, but definitely gets its point across if you know what mean :^)))))))))) Enjoy!

Originally posted by jonqins

It felt weird walking into an arcade, having not visited one since when you were younger. The welcoming sounds of heavily synthesized music, trigger clicks, and the smacking of big plastic buttons brought back a wave of nostalgia and made you smile as you peered over the shoulders of people playing. There were no kids in sight though, just people around your age who laughed and joked, drank, reminiscing in their childhood. You’d been coerced into going to a twenty one and older event at the local vintage arcade that had just opened down the street from your apartment. People were going bananas of the shiny restored arcade machines, vintage interior, and nostalgic music.

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Beautiful In White (M)

Originally posted by cuteguk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Adorned in an exquisite ivory A-line dress, you’re the most beautiful Jungkook has ever seen you. After all, it is your wedding day.

Word Count: 7,182

Genre: Angst (?), smut

A/N: I originally planned this to be an angst but then my thirsty ass ended up incorporating some smut into this. Please let me know what you think about the angst though, did I do it right? I would like to improve so any constructive criticism would help! Oh and everything in italics are flashbacks.


Beautiful.

The only word that could come close to describing your mere presence as he watches you weave your way through the round tables. You’re being pulled into an awkward hug every second by guests as they try to figure out how to overcome the barrier that is your dress without ruining your hair and makeup. He watches as you converse animatedly with the guests, some of whom he does and does not recognize.

You tuck the strands of hair that frame your face behind your ear, only to have them fall back to where they were just seconds ago, but he gets a brief view of your face. Your cheeks are stained with a light pink tint, your lashes expertly curled in a way that showcased the eyes Jungkook fell in love with, face properly contoured – a term which Jungkook unwillingly learned after having to watch too-many-to-count make up tutorials with you – and your lips, smothered in god knows how many different brands of lipsticks. The end result of four hours of makeup was nothing short of perfection. Jungkook mentally curses the stupid rules and superstitions that forbid him from seeing the bride before the wedding day.

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I'm Sorry Part 4

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Idle climbed the last set of stairs as he finally reached the rooftop. Going up was tiring especially when you have a backpack.

Idle sighed and opened the heavy rooftop door. He remembers this place.

“At least she got her happy ending…?”

He could still remember Colonna’s smile when she said that. It’s what inspired him to write more stories.

“Hey, Idle!” Colonna waved, sitting on a bench nearby.

“Hey, Colly!” Idle smiled.

“Remember this place, Idle?” She looked down, reminiscing the past.

“Yup. Thank you.” Idle said.

“For what?” Colonna wondered.

“I was inspired to write more stories when you suggested it. Remember?” Idle looked at her.

“For only one suggestion? Oh, please. Does a small suggestion affect so much?” Colonna raised her eyebrows.

“Yes. And I thank you for it.” Idle said.

Colonna looked down as a few tears strayed down her cheeks. “Thank you, Idle.” She hugged Idle tightly.

“Colonna? Did I say something wrong?” Idle said in worry.

“No. No, you didn’t. Just….” Colonna released her hug. “Thanks for being my friend. Despite everything.” Colonna was starting to have doubts in her plan. Why did she choose the rooftop again? It will make her regret this decision.

“Here. These are homemade cookies.” Colonna pointed her thumb at her. “My specialty.”

“Thanks.” Idle said as he opened. “Can’t wait to try it.”

5

“Almost there, guys!” Siren shouted.

“Right behind you!” Cray shouted back.

“We need to hurry or it’ll be too late!” Fresh panicked.

“Kindly explain?” Cray frowned.

“We have no time!” PaperJam said.

He and Siren pushed the heavy door of the rooftop and got out.

Once it was fully open, they saw Idle on the west part, hugging Colonna.

“We need to hurry!” Cil ran and opened the doors for them. Fastest way from east to west is the south hall. Since the shape of their school is like an upside down trapezoid, then it’s faster on the south hall.

“Oh no! Colonna gave him something!” Swifty panicked.

“Let’s go!”

4

“You sure you don’t want some?” Idle asked.

“Nah. I’m good. I just want you to try it.” Colonna said.

“It doesn’t have a weird ingredient, does it?” Idle closed his eyes, acting like he’s inspecting it with a giggle.

“What? Of course, not. What do you take me for?” Colonna acted offended.

“A friend who likes to feed friends with food that has weird ingredients.”

“Hey! I’m not that cruel!” Colonna pouted.

“Yes, you are. Remember the choco with frog meat?” Idle complained.

“Of course, I do. And Xahji avenged for you through mashmallow with pig feet.”

The two of them laughed.

3

“Why are they laughing?” Fresh wondered.

“I dunno.” Siren frowned.

“Maybe… False alarm?” PaperJam said.

“No! Fika would never lie about this!” Cray protested.

“Then let’s keep going.” Dance said as they headed for the last door. Which is locked.

“Great! Just GREAT!” Cil said irritated.

“So. Very. Great.” Siren kept banging himself against the wooden door, hoping to destroy it.

“Guys, let’s help Siren.” Dance also pushed against the door.

While PaperJam kept punching it in a tantrum.

“Guys, I see a poison bottle in Colonna’s pocket!” Swifty shouted.

“Oh no…..” Siren said and pushed at the door as hard as he can. “Idle!”

2

“I hope this tastes good.” Idle said as he picked up a cookie.

“Of course, it is. You will feel like you’re in heaven.” Colonna said. ‘Literally.’ She thought.

“Ok. I trust you on this.” Idle said as he opened his mouth to eat.

1

Just then, Siren and the others finally brought down the door.

“Idle, don’t!” Siren shouted as he grabbed Idle’s wrist to prvent him from eating it.

PaperJam, Cil, Cray and Dance tackled Colonna down to the ground.

“Siren? What’s the meaning of this?” Idle wondered.

“Good thing we got here in time. Colonna was about to poison you!” Fresh informed him.

“What?! But that’s not-” Idle started but Swifty cut him.

“Here is the poison.” Swifty took the bottle in Colonna’s pocket and threw it to Idle.

“Oh, Idle. I thought I’d lost you.” Siren hugged Idle who was stunned.

“Colonna? Is it true?” Idle looked ar her with sad eyes. His friend betrayed him?

“And so what if I did?!” Colonna shouted. “You took everything from me!” She was crying. And angry. With the hint for great envy. She only wanted to be with Siren.

“What do you mean, Colonna?” Idle asked conserned.

“Siren…..” Colonna looked at Siren with sad eyes. “He was supposed to be mine….” She let her head relax as she cried more. Her tears were staining the ground, the cookies long forgotten.

“She was behind all this.” Xahji said from behind them.

“Xahji! Snazzy!” Swifty said.

“Is your leg ok now?” Fresh asked.

“More or less.” She showed her leg to them which now has a bandage.

“We found out that Colonna was behind all that happened to Idle.” Snazzy said.

“The time where Siren found Idle all beaten up.” Xahji started. “We looked for the culprit in Snazzy’s class and asked for the caller’s number. He was still pretty spooked but he gladly gave it to us.” She explained and continued.

“I thought that the number was familiar but I didn’t stop yet. That time when someone destroyed Idle’s things.” Xahji stopped and lwt Snazzy continue the rest.

“I somehow managed to force it out the three of them. They gave me a crucial clue during the ‘interview’. They said that sounded like she was a classmate of theirs.” Snazzy crossed his arms.

“Xahji scrolled down her phone and finally saw a matching number. The number actually belonged to Colonna.” Snazzy said and glared down at her.

“And all those times where Idle was involved….” Xahji’s fist tightened.

“It was all her?” Swifty looked at Colonna with a mix of fear, hate and remorse. Where is the sweet, cheerful Colonna they once knew?

But the grips on Colonna loosened up a bit which gives her the opportunity to escape. Dance, Cil, Cray and PaperJam got knocked back by her incredible strength.

“So strong!” PaperJam groaned.

Colonna stood up, lifting her skirt up to reveal her trusty knife. She pulled it out of it’s sheathe.

“Siren-senpai noticed me…. At the worst time….” Colonna mumbled, her face covered in shadow. “I should have killed Fika from the start.” She looked at them, her left eye glowing a bright orange.

“Guys, be careful! She’s holding a weapon.” Xahji warned.

“Understood!” Everyone shouted in response.

Are you serious? You can never escape me!“ Colonna screamed.

“Colly, stop this!” Cray called for her.

“And why should I?” Colonna glared at him. Cray got scared and hid behind Cil.

“Y-you shouldn’t. Hurting others is bad!” Cil stuttered.

“Do you think I care? I already killed before!” Colonna bragged. She slashed her blade diagonally.

“This is dangerous! Stop this, please!” Dance called to her.

Colonna giggled creepily. “I think I’ll start with you.”

In a flash, Colonna was suddenly infront of Dance and slashed him across his stomach.

“Dance!” Xahji ran to him. “D, you ok?”

“J…. I’ll be fine….” Dance caressed her cheek. “I promise that I’m fine.”

“Xahji….” Dance looked behind her and saw Colonna ready to strike.

“Look out!” Dance shouted but it was to late. Colonna slashed down. They anticipated pain and blood but…. Xahji looked up and saw….

Oh no….

“Zee!” Xahji cought Snazzy as his arm bleeds rapidly. “Zee, please no…” Xahji hugged Snazzy and cried in his jacket. She looked at Colonna and widened her eye.

“Cry baby….” Snazzy teased as he felt Xahji push him down.

“Aah!”

Colonna giggled as she licks the blood off of her knife.

“Poor Xahji….” Colonna sarcastically said. “Got her one good eye slashed by my knife.”

“Xahji… Xahji, oh my gosh….” Snazzy gasped.

“Zee…. I can’t see….” The blood was staining Snazzy’s jacket but he didn’t care. All he cares about is comforting his girlfriend.

“I’m right here, Xahji. I’m right here.” Snazzy hugged her tightly as she buries her head at the crook of his neck. “I gotcha.”

“We… Both do….” Dance was gripping his wound.

“We’re still not finished yet~” Colonna raised her arm to slash them again but PaperJam punched her in the face.

“Stay away from them.” PaperJam looked at her with hatred and anger.

“Or what?” Colonna teased.

“Or I’ll kill you!” PaperJam dashed to Colonna and was ready ro punch her but she dodged to the side.

“Kill me? How?” She said mockingly. “You can’t even land a punch on me.”

“Somehow….” PaperJam answered. In truth he is only buying time for Cil, Swifty and Cray to go to Dance, Xahji and Snazzy.

“Xahji, Snazzy, Dance!” Cil, Cray and Swifty ran to them while Colonna is busy fighting PaperJam.

“Oh my gosh… Xahji, your eye!” Cray touched Xahji’s eye. She hissed in pain. “Oops. Sorry…”

“Help me, please! I don’t wanna be blind…” Xahji begged.

“You will still see. I promise.” Cray assured her.

“Dance, oh my stars…. You’re bleeding!” Cil has a worried expression.

“I’ll be…. Fine….” Dance said, voice hoarse.

“No! You’re not fine!” Cil said.

“Prioritize Xahji… Please…” Dance begged.

“No… You should go first.” Xahji answered. “You suffered more than I did.”

“But J….”

“I’m perfectly fine… See? It’s just my eye….”

Dance didn’t answered but just nodded.

“What about Snazzy?” Xahji turned to him.

“I’m right here.” He pat Xahji’s head.

“I still can’t see you….” Xahji complained….

“He’s fine. It was just a scratch on his arm. Nothing unusual.” Swifty said calmly.

“How could you be so calm about this?” Cil asked.

“I am freaking out inside but I prefer to not show it.” Swifty responded.

“Oh…  I see…” Cray facepalmed.

“PJ, be careful!” They hear Fresh shout.

They look at the fight and it was very one-sided.

PaperJam already has many cuts and bruises but Colonna has none. That gal is skilled in fighting.

“Give up, PJ!” Colonna adviced him.

“Never!” PaperJam ran to Colonna and tried to punch her. But to no avail.

Colonna sent him flying to 5 feet away from her.

“PJ!!” Fresh ran as fast as he could to PJ. Colonna grinned and dashed.

Colonna raised her knife and slashed down.

Fresh screamed as he was cut diagonally across his back.

“Aaah!” Fresh stumbled and fell but PaperJam catched him.

“Fresh!” Idle and Cray ran for them to save them. But not before Colonna hits PaperJam.

She stabbed his left leg deeply while smiling crazily. She giggled as she hastily removed the knife that made PJ scream with pain.

“PJ….” Fresh mumbled before fainting.

Cil can’t stand to watch his brother and friends get murder by this…. Yandere! He was done. He won’t let his friends die because of her!

“Swifty….” Cil murmured before looking at his friend with glassy eyes. He doesn’t even bother to cover his blind eye anymore.

“Take care of them for me….” He asked and dashed to Colonna.

“Cil, no!” PaperJam tried to reach out to Cil but his injured leg hurt. He cain’t move even if he wanted to.

“Idiot.” Colonna smirked before she stabbed Cil on his right shoulder. Oh, how his screams were music to her ears.

“How stupid of you to try and attack me.” She pushed him down and stepped on his injured shoulder which made him scream louder. “Why even try?”

“Oh no…. Our friends are down…. What do we do?” Idle asked Siren as they slowly made their way to Swifty and the others.

“I…. Don’t know….” Siren looked down. “If only I had a weapon.”

Idle looked shocked at that. “W-what do you mean a weapon?”

Siren looked at Colonna and down at Cil. He can’t stand seeing her torture him anymore.

“Colly….” Idle looked at Colonna and ran to her.

“Idle, don’t!” Swifty shouted. Colonna look at his direction and smiled widely.

“Idle! It’s been a pleasure.” She faced him, completely abandoned Cil who’s slowly recovering from all the pain he’s feeling.

“Colly, let’s talk about this…” Idle stepped closer.

“Y'know, you should have let me kill you.” Colonna took a step forward. Cil took this chance to slowly stand up and sneak out of the rooftop.

“Colly?” Idle called for her. She didn’t answer and just raised her knife. “Don’t do this.”

“Too late.” She struck down but instead of Idle, she slashed….

“S….senpai?” Colonna regrets what she has done. She quickly dropped her knife as she lost her balance. She can’t believe that she slashed her very own senpai.

“Siren!” Siren fell down as there were many blood dripping down his chin.

“Idle….” He held Idle’s cheek. Idle’s tears were dropping to his face as he passed out.
Idle sighed and set Siren down with Swifty.

“My brothers….” Swifty murmured.

“Take care of them, Swifty. I’ll handle her.” Idle said to his best friend and walked to Colonna.

“I’m sorry…. I’m sorry…. I’m so so sorry….” Colonna kept apologizing to no one in particular. She looks straight at Swifty holding Siren. Her own tears are staining her now bloody dress.

“Colly?” Idle came close to Colonna and hugged her.

“Wha-” Colonna wondered. Why is he hugging her.

“I…. Forgive you…” Idle hugged Colonna tighter.

Her tears bursted again, flowing endlessly. But she can not live with the guilt of having to have hurt her senpai… And almost killing her closest friends…. She gives up.

She sees the shine of her very bloody knife. As she thought of something.

She slowly took it and pulled it between the two of them.

She repeatedly apologized over and over and over again. Idle noticed, of course. He noticed Colonna’s change in movement.

“I’m…. Sorry…. Idle….” Her last words before stabbing the knife.

Idle gasped, eyes widening.

“Colonna… You….” Idle slowly let go of the hug to confirm it. He felt it. He definitely felt it.

He felt Colonna stab the knife to herself. She gave one last smile before falling front.

Oh no…..

Please, no…..

Colonna…..

“What happened here?!” The voice of Error was suddenly heard. Idle and Swifty looked at him, seeing that he has companions. Palette, Goth, Qiull, Mr. Ink and Mr. Nightmare were with him.

“Mr. Error… I….” Idle’s tears have gone dry. His pupils have no emotions at all. His different colors are completely drained to gray.

“Call Ambulance. Now.” Ink commanded to his son.

He last saw was Nightmare going to him.

Hey… Can you hear me?

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It would be more intense with HTML. I dunno how to do it tho.

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Fic by @kojo-asuka127

Mun: DDUHHHHHHHHHRRRMMM!!!!! *flips table* WHYHYYYY!!?!??!?

NAJ, Collona by @blogthegreatrouge
Idle by @reyindee
Siren, Swifty, Snazzy by Me

Exo’s reaction to you refusing to wake up in the morning

Minseok/Xiumin

If there was one thing Minseok knew not to push with you, it was forcing you to wake up before your alarm. Even on a Saturday like today he was stuck trying to subtly wake you up by planting soft kisses over your bare shoulders, squeezing your waist gently until you moodily wiggled away. Smirking mischievously to himself, Minseok scooted closer fingers poised over your stomach before giggling as he tickled you suddenly, straddling you so he could see the way you reluctantly starting laughing below him. He melted as you tried to glare at him before yawning and he leaned down to press his lips to yours, the faintest of touches as his warm eyes smiled down at you.

“well as much as I want to complain… that was a good way to wake up”

“I’ll keep that in mind for future use jagi”

Originally posted by yixingsosweet


Junmyeon/Suho

Curling sleepily around you, Junmyeon would first take the time to linger in the morning with you before his schedule begins. Smiling softly down at you as he shuffled out of your bed, kneeling to press a kiss to your forehead only to be met with a disgruntled whine from your lips. “Why are you up so damn early… it’s unnatural Junmyeon” you murmur, earning a light laugh from him as he playfully ripped the duvet from you- washing the cold morning air over your body. The next five minutes were spent with you wrestling Junmyeon for the duvet, loud laughter filling the air before he insisted you eat breakfast together. 

“Tell your manager to at least wait until 08:30…like a normal person…”

“Perks of the job jagiya, but you’re so cute sleepy like this”

Originally posted by irpsychotic


Yixing/Lay

After such a long time not waking up with you cuddled up against him, Yixing would immediately smile to himself and trace over your feature slowly to recommit them to memory, pressing his full lips to your cheek. After such a late night *wink wink* you were still fast asleep so Yixing would walk to the kitchen and prepare some hot green tea and some breakfast for you both to share, carrying it in and setting it onto the bedside table. Gently pushing your hair back and shaking your shoulder, you would quickly groan and pull the duvet over your head playfully before blearily peeking up at him and melting at his dimpled grin.

You’re so lucky you’re adorable in the morning Yixing or I’d push you away”

“But Baobei, I’m not cute…especially not last night~” 

*gets hit with pillow*

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Baekhyun:

Grumpily huffing into your neck as you stole more of the duvet in effort of avoiding his insistent kisses and hugs for sleep, you would feel his pout against your skin. Wiggling stubbornly against you Baekhyun would whine “Jagi~~ It’s already daylight… why are you like this, let me eat” earning him a sigh as you turn over to look at him. Taking in his very cute pout and messy bed head you leant forward and whispered “You can’t make me leave this bed.” A sense of dread rose when you saw those puppy eyes glint mischievously and suddenly you felt yourself lifted, duvet and all, and carried into the living room. Baek flopping down beside you and handing you a controller, smirking.

“Byun Baekhyun. You have started something you’re going to regret.”

“I accepted your challenge, you’re so grumpy in the mornings” 

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


Jongdae/Chen

Walking out of the the shower while towel drying his hair, Jongdae would see you still softly snoring away before he giggled at the now closed curtains he had opened before his shower. Spotting your barely concealed smile at his laugh he walked closer and sat beside you, shaking his wet hair over your face, laughing loudly and jumping over the bed when he saw you leap up after him. 10 minutes later had you both in hysterical giggles as you chased him around the kitchen island, Jongdae desperately clutching the towel to himself as you advanced. It ended when his towel did slip and you burst out laughing as Jongdae went red though triumphant he dragged you out of bed successfully.

“I cant breathe Jongdae, the towel… pUT SOEMTHING ON!”

“Look I didn’t plan on having you chase me!! towels are not durable!

Originally posted by 5sosfam-phandom


Chanyeol

Chanyeol would smile widely at your slight snores as he slipped out of bed to do some early morning composing. It was easier to think about music and emotions when the world was just a little more quiet and this morning he was filled with such adoration that he woke up beside you he knew he’d create a melody with ease. Picking up his guitar, chords softly filled the air in your cosy room and settled around him. Until Chanyeol ducked as a pillow came flying his way, looking up to see your grumpy pout. “You woke me up at 03:00 coming back from your studio, get your butt back in bed and cuddle me.” He looked at you in shock before breaking into his famous smile, walking over and shuffling his large frame against yours. 

“You know y/n you’re kinda bossy…did you like my song?”

“Of course I am when you wake me this early…and it was beautiful.”

Originally posted by prince-chanyeol


Kyungsoo

Kyungsoo would be just as reluctant to leave the warm bed as you would be, both of you snuggling together in an attempt to forget that the alarm would be going off in under five minutes. Lazy touches and soft caresses would fill this time as you felt his heart shaped lips follow your hairline softly as he slowly woke beside you. He would look down at you sleepily with soft brown eyes, voice breaking roughly as he said “I swear I am never leaving this bed when I’m on break” making you laugh into his shoulder softy as he pulled you up into sitting position. Pecking you on your forehead and laughing deeply when you try and playfully drag him back as he gets out of the bed, he’d promise himself he’d work hard to get that break for you. 

 “I’m holding you to that promise Do Kyungsoo. I’ll need you to sign your name~”

“you’re so ridiculous this early but I promise”

Originally posted by smileysoo


Kai/Jongin

Needing to get up for an early dance session for the approaching comeback, Jongin would look at you almost in loving envy as you stretch over his side of the bed and bury yourself into the pillow. Smirking to himself as he dragged his soft hair back with a hand while he whistled, he sat beside you to shake you awake, receiving only a sleepy moan. Grinning harder as he heard the pitter patter of paws against the floor he opened the door to let all three of his dogs run and jump excitedly on the bed. You would yelp at the sudden chaos in your bed, looking over to see Jongin wheezing as he hurriedly ran out the room for his session. Cursing after him you quickly snuggle back down with the dogs, sending him a selfie smugly. 

“JONGIN JUST YOU WAIT TILL YOU HAVE A MORNING OFF”

“YOU CAN’T RESIST MY WARM BED JAGIYA.”

Originally posted by fykai


Sehun

Sehun would be starting an early morning Vlive for his Exo-Ls and trying to ignore your kicking feet as he spoke louder throughout the broadcast, interrupting your precious sleep. Sehun would be teasing fans about the upcoming teasers for the comeback when one last badly aimed kick knocked his hand to hit the camera reversal button, flashing his crossed legs and thankfully for him nothing else. Sehun’s quick embarrassed laugh would fill your ears and you’d have to stifle your laughter into your pillow when you realised your boyfriend had almost flashed thousands of fans his underwear. He’d quickly end the broadcast and burst into laughter with you, clutching you to his chest.

“i cant *heavy gasp* believe you just did that”

“Hey! you were the one who nudged my hand there!”

Originally posted by sebaeked


Hey all, Admin C here. I hope you enjoyed this and please send in requests if you’d like!

How would jealous IKON be like...

Request: Heeey can you do a reaction about jealous ikon? Pleassseee! Jealous boy are sexy 💖

A/N: Made it into a “how would” because idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also IKON changed some of their stage names, but will that stop me from calling them their original names??? nah.

-Admin KenKen


B.I: Intense. I think Hanbin can either be very jealous or not at all; but when he’s jealous it’s pretty intense. I’m talking death stares that could kill a person and if your talking to someone else at a distance from Hanbin, you could practically feel his harsh glare burning into your cheek. And if the guy was obviously flirting with you he will tell him straight up, “How about you stop flirting with my girl/boyfriend before I kick your ass.”

Originally posted by alittlepessimistic

Jinhwan: Needy. He’s definitely the jealous type, but it’s because he wants your attention 25/8. Like, this boy loves to be the reason you laugh and smile, so when he sees someone else being that reason, he can get pretty selfish. He would wrap his arms around you, continuously leave a peck on your lips, hold your hand everywhere while saying, “I love you so much.” He would become so needy. *you’re the dog*

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Yunhyeong: Sulky. I can of get the vibe that he would be one to be like, “why do you you go hang out with your new friend, you guys really seem to be hitting it off,” and then walk away with pout on his face. It would be more cute than anything else because his facial expressions would look like a little puppy, but once you kiss him on the cheek his face or show him any sort of affection he would lighten up.

Originally posted by ikonis

Bobby: Slighty Protective. Like Hanbin, his stares and overall attitude towards the person flirting with you can be intense, but unlike Hanbin, he wouldn’t let anyone be flirting with you and be far away. He’d be by your side whenever you two would got out because he feels like there’s no one else he’d rather be with. So, when someone is brave enough to come up and flirt with you while your boyfriend is there, he’d just pull you closer to him.  

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

Donghyuk: Content. He doesn’t get jealous easily. He completely trusts you and knows that you’d never do anything to hurt and vice versa. There are moments that he’d be a little wary, but that’s because of the one flirting with you because he doesn’t know what that persons intentions towards you are. Other than that I don’t see him getting jealous, but if he did it be subtle.

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Ju-ne: Defensive. I think he would try to deny it as much as possible, even when it was so obvious, “No, I’m not jealous! I just don’t like him/her.” Also, like  Yunhyeong, he would be sulky as well and roll his eyes at every given moment possible. An unnecessary loud groan would come from his mouth every now and then just to interrupt whoever was speaking to you, but when you turn to scowl him he’d just smile innocently. 

Originally posted by ohmikon

Chanwoo: Subtle. Like Donghyuk, he wouldn’t get very jealous. Of course, he’d get a little sad if you wanted to hang out with someone else than him, but that’s about it. He’d pout about it, but he wouldn’t show that he was jealous; he’d talk about with you, “I know you have friends, but I wish you’d hang out with me a little more.”

Originally posted by ikonis

Impatient

A “Millenium” post-ep fluff piece that randomly popped into my head. Didn’t fit with any of my prompts, unfortunately. But here you go. 

“Scully, where are you?”

Having blindly answered the phone, barely awake, Scully swallows. Her mouth is dry, her eyes refuse to open, and why is Mulder calling her at this hour anyway? Whatever hour it is. Didn’t she just take him home after the hospital? After that kiss? Oh, that kiss.

“Scully?” His voice gets louder, sounds impatient.  

“I’m here.” She mumbles into her pillow before she turns her head to look at the time: 4.42 am. Oh, Mulder, why.

“You’re not here,” he sounds strangely accusatory, she thinks still trying to wake up; he might be fine with just two or three hours of sleep, even drugged up, but she’s not. “You left.” He finishes.

“I went home, Mulder. Like I said I would.” Her brain refuses to come up with the exact dialogue, but she knows she told him she’d be back tomorrow. Considering the time then and now she might have used the words ‘later today’. She never said she’d stay with him. She knows because she had to make herself leave.

“You said you’d stay.” She can practically hear him pout on the other end of the line.

“Mulder,” Scully sighs, “I drove you home and I said I’d be back later.” There’s a pause on his side and Scully’s eyes, which she just managed to open somewhat, are in danger of falling shut again. This is the reason she wanted to go home, why she didn’t stay with Mulder. That and the fact that she thought he’d be out for a couple of hours. She had given him the good, strong stuff. Even that was no match for his determination, it seems. He didn’t want her to leave of course (and part of her really wanted to stay, too). His hands took liberties after they left the hospital. After another push forward – the world didn’t end, no it didn’t – a first, tentative kiss. Now touching. They were doing this slowly, without words, just testing the waters. Except Mulder, on painkillers or not, tended to jump in. She didn’t stop him when he planted his hand on her thigh in the car. Or when he leaned heavily against her when she followed him upstairs. She even gave him another gentle peck right before she left. But she knew she couldn’t stay. Because of this. Before this could go further, and there was no doubt that it would, she needed to think about it. She couldn’t do it when Mulder stared at her like a puppy, when his hands roamed over her body; when his whole presence fogged up the reasonable part of her brain.

“It’s later now, Scully.” His voice, still pouting (she hears it, she truly does), jolts her back to the present moment.

“Mulder, it’s the middle of the night. Why don’t you take another dose of painkillers and sleep? I’ll be there in the morning-”

“It’s morning.”

“Later in the morning.”

“I could drive over to your apartment.”

“Mulder, your arm is in a sling. You can’t drive.” Scully pinches her nose. She can barely move; her own body, without the aid of painkillers, reminds her that she’s not getting any younger.

“I can drive with one arm, Scully. I told you.”

“You can’t, Mulder. Or you shouldn’t. Just stay where you are, all right? I’ll see you in a couple of hours.” He’s quiet again and as much as Scully longs for him to hang up the phone so she can go back to sleep, she knows the silence is not a good sign.

“I shouldn’t have done it, huh?” His voice is barely above a whisper, breaks and Scully sits up in bed, awake now.

“What are you talking about?”

“Kissing you. I shouldn’t have done it. It was too soon.”

“Oh, Mulder,” Scully murmurs, “you did nothing wrong. I loved the kiss.” She flushes when she realizes what she’s just said.

“You did?” Now she can hear him grin. It makes her smile, puts her in a better mood despite the wake-up call and her exhaustion.

“Yeah, Mulder. I did.”

“So I can – we can – do it again?”

“I was counting on it.” Scully admits.

“I’m coming over now, Scully.”

“Mulder, no! You’re not supposed to drive with your arm.”

“But Scully…” The pout makes a comeback. Scully sighs again; it feels like she never stopped sighing once. She gets up, feels her weary bones and stretches.

“You stay where you are, Mulder,” she tells him a voice he knows means business and he’s quiet, “I’ll be there in half an hour, all right?” Without turning on the lights, she grabs random pieces of clothes; it doesn’t matter anyway. She doubts they’ll spend much time outside. Her stomach tingles thinking about it, about what she’s about to do; what they’re about to do soon. So very soon.

“I could be at your place in 20 minutes, Scully.” Mulder’s impatience distracts her, makes her roll her eyes.

“Mulder, if you want a repeat performance of that kiss and if you want to go further than that – ever – you will stay where you are. Understood?” Another pause that gives her enough time to roam through her closet.

“Uhm, Scully…” She knows that tone; he’s guilty. He’s done something stupid.

“Mulder, what?” Scully doesn’t get an answer. Instead she hears a knock on her front door. She startles and pads barefoot to answer. She looks through the peep hole even though she knows. Of course she knows.

“Hi.” Mulder smiles sheepishly, phone still in hand, his other arm in its sling at least.

“Mulder.” Is all she says; she wants to be angry. She wants to yell at him, wants to strangle him even maybe, but instead she drags him in by his good arm, closes the door and pushes him against it. She’s on tiptoe and he still has to lower his head. Not that she cares. Let him suffer some more, she thinks.

“Told you I could drive with one arm.” He whispers against her lips and Scully doesn’t want to argue with him and so she captures his lips with hers and seals their fate. She’s not going to get any sleep any time soon that’s for certain.

Opia

Hi everyone! So this is part one of the ABO Verse fic I promised to post. I finally got around to writing it and voila! Let me know what you think pretty please? It’s kinda short but every first chapter is right? xxx 

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Summary: The a/b/o verse where Hydra fucked with Bucky’s hormones and temporarily made him a Beta (because they take orders better) as the Winter Soldier, but now that he’s safe at Stark Tower, Tony hires Y/n to help re-orientate him back to his natural-born rank as Alpha.

Tags: Angst, fluff, smut (duh), and everything else I can’t remember right now lol

Tagged Lovlies: @softforseb@mrtinslydia, @wine-and-space-donuts, @aislinsekhem, @creideamhgradochas (lemme know if you wanna be tagged x)

(oh and I did this lazy crappy last minute minimalist cover, but I would love if you guys submitted your own covers :) Sexy, angsty, whatever you want idc but I’d love to see some!!! You guys are way better at graphics than I am lol)


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Opia n. the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel                                      simultaneously invasive and vulnerable


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