would you like to go on a date with me

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Jungkook and Jimin have been dating for years, but Jungkook fears that Jimin was going to break up with him. Jimin gets amnesia from an accident and Jungkook finds himself pulling away, saying he’s a friend of his. He thought it would be better if Jimin never found out he was more than that. It would make it easier to let Jimin go.

(13/?)

Oooo I see Jimin and Jungkook starting to get close after what happens next!

Tell me what you think! I really like hearing what you guys think about this!

anonymous asked:

I like to think that Matt gets along so well with Keith that he would think "This is the right man for my sister"

he is just casually shipping them until-

“I’m going on a date.”

*slaps water across table and jumps up on chair*

“WITH KEITH?!”

And then to Shiro-

“Shiro, where the heck did you find Keith? I want me a Keith.”

“Somewhere in the desert.”

Oh, sweetie, this request surprised me! I’m happy to oblige though, here you go beserkermethod! I hope you enjoy your day!
- Eclipse 🥞 🥞 🥞

🥞 At first he’s a little surprised, normally he would be the one to initiate the dates between the two of you.
🥞 When you ask him, after his shock, he’ll get a grin on his face, rubbing the back of his neck.
🥞 “I didn’t know you liked this sort of thing (Name), sure! I can’t wait to see how pretty you’ll look”
🥞 For the rest of the day, he’s grinning happily, there’s no heckin’ way that smile will be disappearing any time soon.
🥞 This lil’ pancake will be heckin’ excited for your date and won’t stop mentioning it until after the date, then you can be sure he’ll be talking about how much he enjoyed it.

You know I found it so interesting that Lance said this in his guide to falling in love

And then I thought back to how he said in that Paladin Handbook quiz, that on his free time in the castle he would be asleep

But um on that day when they were like the most tired in season two and they managed to get a break

Where do we see Lance going instead of sleeping or even doing anything else? Yeah, the pool to swim

Now you’re probably thinking, yeah, so what, he could swim if he wants to that’s normal and they couldn’t cut him out of the episode to go sleep, but seriously people??

Keith literally said in that same paladin quiz that if he had any free time on the Castle ship (which he did in this episode) he’d be heading to the pool to relax. THIS IS NOT A COINCIDENCE

In the quiz Hunk said he’d be cooking on his free time

Check (and these are all from the same episode)

Pidge said she’d be studying

Check

Shiro said he’d be working 

Check

But um no, Lance just coincidentally ends up trying to go to the pool Keith was so obviously going to go to as well? All while saying in his guide the best way to grow as a couple is to find activities to do together and look for activities you can both share? If this is true and he went out of his way to go to the pool with Keith, his “rival”, him literally saying “go beyond your comfort zone” pretty much fits this to a T as well

Not only that but how well did they start working together after that elevator broke and they had to make a plan of escape?

Compared to before???

Cough “…EXCELLENT WAY TO GROW AS A COUPLE.” Cough (I mean if you think about it, if the elevator didn’t break they would have literally had a swim date people…Tell me that wouldn’t have improved their relationship somehow as well.)

LOOL anyways, It’s probably not that big of a deal and I’m most likely wrong, but subtle things like this just really have me wondering you know….

There was another student at my school that was a total dickbag, and made it his daily goal to get a rise out of at least one other person, some way or another. Let’s call him Dbag. He annoyed the shit out of a lot of teachers by doing stuff like constantly being late, eating loudly in class, purposefully spilling and dropping things, and loudly retelling stories during lectures or tests. He spent more time being kicked out of class than actually in class. He wasn’t popular with students either, he constantly mocked students with disabilities, would harass people for money or bites of their food, and tried starting rumors about girls that would turn him down for dates. 

I hated this dude so much. He annoyed the shit out of me, but i was pretty quiet about it for the most part. During lunch one day, i was standing with my circle of friends and i felt someone wrap their arms around my neck/shoulders and lean over me. It was Dbag. He starts yelling and saying stuff like “yeah guys i know can you believe (my name) hides her titties under big sweaters and stuff???” my friends started backing up, they saw me get pissed. I said loudly, “Let go of me!” He kept talking and holding me. One more time, I said “Let go, or I’m putting you on the ground!” He ignored me. I screamed as loud as i could, “LAST CHANCE!” and he didn’t let go. I grabbed his arms, bent my knee, and laid him out flat on his back. The floor was concrete. The slap was SO loud. (Google “self defense shoulder throw” the first image is similar to the technique i did) He was winded for a solid 15-20 seconds. I looked around, and everybody was staring, including my period three teacher on lunch supervision. We looked each other in the eye and my first thought was “oh shit, i’m suspended” but she slowly turned around and walked back down the hall. She never mentioned it, i didn’t get suspended, and Dbag called me a “psycho bitch” for the next 2 years.

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Jungkook x Reader ft. Yoongi

Request: Can you make a fake text about how bf hears a rumor about y/n and decides to break up without even knowing the true facts

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Genre: Angst

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Cho Chang. Cho Chang? Really? Cho. Chang!!

“Draco, are you alright?” Pansy was waving a hand in front of his face, scrutinising him intently. She looked worried.

“Cho Chang,” Draco muttered for the umpteenth time. Pansy sighed, letting her hand drop to her side and leaning away again.

“Yes, Draco, Cho Chang. But she said no. She’s already going with someone else.”

Draco couldn’t help but sneer. Thank Merlin Chang was already going out with Diggory! But Potter seemed to fancy her nonetheless. Draco had caught him staring at the Ravenclaw in the Great Hall several times. It made him want to dump his porridge on Potter’s head.

When he saw Potter the next day, he noticed how tense his shoulders looked, how he was walking with his head bowed. Draco would have liked nothing more than to go over there and end Potter’s misery. There were only a few minor problems. Draco had a reputation to uphold. He couldn’t just walk over there and ask him to the Yule Ball. Besides, Potter didn’t even like him.

The more Draco thought about the impossibility of ever being with the stupid Gryffindor, the angrier he got. As he watched Potter cross the courtyard, he acted on impulse. He scooped up a handful of snow and threw it with as much force as he could. It hit Potter right in the back of his head.

“Ow!” He whirled around and narrowed his eyes when he saw Draco sneering at him.

“Potter!” Draco didn’t even have to force his voice to sound gleeful, it was an automatism. “Could you be any more pathetic?” He approached Potter with a smart pace, flashing his ‘Potter stinks’ badge before he came to a halt in front of him. “How does it feel, Potter, to realise you’re not everybody’s darling?” He cackled scornfully, jutting his chin forward. “The Boy Who Lived… can’t even find a date for the Yule Ball.”

Potter glowered at him and Draco felt almost embarrassed about how much he was enjoying it.

“Oh, because everybody is begging you to go with them?” Potter said in a mocking tone. Draco straightened himself, attempting to look as superior as possible.

“Unlike you, I get to pick and choose amongst my devoted admirers.”

Draco scowled when Potter snorted.

“Right. The one devoted admirer being Pansy Parkinson. And you call me pathetic.”

Draco struggled to keep his composure. But he wouldn’t let Potter win.

“Should I build you a snowwoman, so you won’t end up alone after all? At least she’d have as much charisma as you.”

“Don’t bother, Malfoy,” Potter said gruffly. “Worry about yourself. I bet you can’t find someone other than Pansy who’d want to go with you.”

Draco felt his cheeks burn up. He didn’t want to go with Pansy but had already made his peace with it, seeing as the person he really wanted to go with wasn’t an option.

“I already told you, I have lots of choices,” Draco fumed. It was an outright lie and he suspected Potter knew it. The Gryffindor crossed his arms in front of his chest and gave Draco a speculative glance.

“Alright, let’s make a bet then.”

Draco pressed his lips together to keep himself from gaping. He squared his shoulders and forced himself to smirk.

“Sure. But if- I mean when I turn up with my date, who won’t be Pansy, you’ll kneel in front of me and kiss my hand.” Draco chuckled inwardly.

“What? I won’t be kneeling-”

“Scared you’ll lose, Potter?” Draco said tauntingly. Potter gritted his teeth.

“Fine! Since you seem to be so sure of yourself, I’ll make it easy for you. If I win, you’ll kiss your date in front of everyone! Like you mean it.”

Draco bit his lip. Potter wasn’t playing fair. He knew Pansy had a thing for Draco and she would kill him if he went to the ball with somebody else and kissed them right in front of her. But he couldn’t back down now.

“You’ve got yourself a bet, Potter,” he growled and stalked off to the Slytherin common room. What had he gotten himself into? This was bound to end badly. He knew it from the second he had agreed to this stupid bet and was proven right again when he talked to Pansy.

“What do you mean, you can’t go to the ball with me?” she screeched. Draco sighed.

“I made a bet with Potter,” he said, plopping down in an armchair.

“And that bet excludes me as your date?” She was probably going to start throwing things any second now.

“It does,” Draco replied. “Just ask Blaise or something.” It was obviously the wrong thing to say. Pansy’s face was red and blotchy, her nostrils were flared and her eyes look murderous.

“I will kill Potter for this,” she yelled and stormed off into her dorm. Draco let his head fall back and tried not to think about how Pansy would react if he actually had to kiss someone in front of her. Like you mean it. Potter’s words echoed in his head. That would be a tough sell. The only person he could imagine kissing in earnest was the one he’d had to beat in this stupid bet.


Draco looked around the Great Hall and wrinkled his nose. Finding a date to the Yule Ball had turned out harder than he had anticipated. Every single person he had asked was already taken, or at least they said they were, and time was running out fast. The stupid ball was tomorrow. His only consolation was that Potter didn’t seem to have had much luck either.

He didn’t know why he did it, what idiocy drove him to provoke Potter further, but when Potions class was over, he strode over to the Gryffindor and casually leaned his hip against his desk.

“Time’s almost up, Potter. We can do a test run if you like, to familiarise your knees to being bent.” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Granger and Weasley blinking at him.

“I don’t think that will be necessary,” Potter said, standing up. “You on the other hand should probably take better care of these.” Without warning, Potter’s thumb was brushing Draco’s lower lip. “They look a bit chapped. Wouldn’t want your date to cut themselves on your lip.”

Draco could only watch Potter and his friends, who were still gaping at Draco, leave the classroom while he stood there, dumbfounded and rooted to the spot. His heart was about to jump out his chest and his legs felt like he had been hit with the Jelly-Legs-Jinx.

He was still slightly swaying when he found Blaise in the library.

“Got a date yet?” he asked, putting down his quill. Draco groaned.

“No. And Potter is driving me insane!”

“Honestly, you should just ask him to be your date and be done with it,” Blaise suggested.

“You’re very helpful,” Draco barked.

“Seriously, Draco, I swear to Salazar, if you don’t do anything about it and I have to endure you talking about him every waking minute until we finish school, I will throw myself into the Great Lake.”

“You know very well I can’t do anything about it,” Draco huffed. “And I do not talk about him that much.”

Blaise gave him an exasperated look and sighed.

“Why do you even like him?”

Draco frowned.

“How should I know? I just… do.”

Shaking his head, Blaise took his quill and stuffed it into his bag.

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Ethan and Grayson as Boyfriends Would Include

Ethan

Originally posted by punishmedolans


✰ Being the “low key couple”

✰Ethan not being big on PDA outside of the house, but when it’s just the both of you, he can’t keep his hands off of you

✰Don’t get me wrong he’ll still grab your ass in public though

✰ Him being super protective over you

✰Playing video games together

✰ Him occasionally letting you win

✰ Playfully insulting each other

✰ Butterfly kisses

✰ Long makeout sessions

✰Roasting people together

✰Generally just being savages

✰wheezing at his shitty jokes

✰ pulling allnighters together constantly

✰Late night “adventure walks”

✰Little surprise dates

✰ Him teaching you how to skateboard

✰ Spoiling you as well

✰ Playing with his hair all of the time

✰ Forcing him to grow his hair long again

✰Long roadtrips, with just the both of you

✰Hiking together

✰Embarrassing him all the time

✰Ethan attempting to cook for you, and end up burning the entire house down

✰Going to grocery stores together and being the loudest people in the building

✰ Piggyback rides

✰ Lazy days would consist of finishing entire tv series together

✰ Playing with his hands

✰Musical jam sessions together

✰Hugging him from behind

✰Him resting his head and cuddling into your boobs

✰ Cute couple instagram and snapchat pictures

✰Stealing all of his hoodies because they smelled like him

✰Making his baby picture your homescreen

✰Rap battles

✰Going to themeparks together

✰ Being his entire world

Grayson

Originally posted by tuesdaygirl8055


✰Being the “Clingy Couple”

✰Literally Grayson would not want to leave your side, ever

✰ Working out together 

✰ Him getting jealous over literally everything that isn’t him

✰”Baby he’s gonna steal you from me!”

✰”Gray, he’s five that’s illegal.”

✰Surfing dates all the time

✰Little surprise beach picnics

✰Ethan third wheeling you constantly

✰I feel like Graysons more of the romantic one all the way around

✰ little surprise gifts

✰ spoiling you all of the time, even though you tell him not to

✰ dad jokes

✰Getting matching tattoos together

✰Him always kissing your cheek

✰Hoding doors open for you

✰“ If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute cumber”

✰ “GRAYSON STOP”

✰ cooking together, ending up in a food fight every time

✰ grilling “hotdogs” together

✰ him being completely whipped

✰ Like he’d drop everything for you, example if you were walking

✰Gray falling asleep on your lap

✰ You being his homescreen

✰ Him “serenading you” with a bad rendition of your favorite song

✰Cuddling all of the time

✰Long hugs

✰Him spinning you around

✰Being on his insta/snap story nearly daily

✰Showing you off to literally anyone he meets.

✰Wearing his shirts

✰And him occasionally stealing yours

✰Him treating you like an absolute queen 

✰ or the way Ned from try guys treats his wife same thing

dating CEO!sebastian...

  • okay ceo!seb would be the most hard working individual you’d ever met 
  • going from almost nothing to everything 
    • the man owns like three different homes in Manhattan and has multiple vacation homes in Europe 
    • and a 20 car garage no doubt
  • he’s always used to getting his way so when you interviewed for his secretary position you told him you don’t deal with bullshit 
  • unsurprisingly you didn’t get the job 
  • but what did surprise you was getting a phone call from Sebastian later that day 
    • “I was wondering if you’d like to go out to dinner with me?” all confident and suave 
    • “isn’t that a little unprofessional, Mr. Stan?” but there was so much sass in your voice he couldn’t resist (and neither could you let’s be real)
  • he’d take you out to this super fancy 7 star restaurant, being a complete  gentleman the entire time 
  • you were the first woman he’d taken out on a date that didn’t ask about his wealth 
  • you didn’t even think twice about paying for your half of the bill 
  • he was so awestruck when you did 
    • “can’t let you have all the control,” with a wink that would make his heart stop a beat as he stared at you with heart eyes
  •  you’d take it slow with him knowing it was risky to get involved with a man like him (you’ve heard things about his reputation) 
  • slowly but surely you’d be spending more and more time with each other
  • and it wouldn’t even be expensive dates 
    • just drive in theatres while you two pigged out with junk food 
    • although it’d be a little obvious as you two sat in the back of Sebastian’s giant Cadillac Escalade
  • that night was the first time you saw Seb dressed down 
    • grey sweatpants and a white tshirt 
    • you barely recognised him 
    • but oh boy did he look good 
  • making out in the back of the Escalade before one of his meetings very obviously leaving him with messy hair and an unbuttoned collar 
  • him being all flustered and ansty the entire meeting, not paying attention to anything anyone is saying 
    • bouncing his leg up and down and rubbing his palms over his thighs
  • he just wants to leave and be with you 
  • he finally realises he’s the boss and can just call the meeting over 
  • so he does 
  • and races out of his building, hops in his car and races down to his penthouse where you’re staying 
  • you’re not expecting him to be home for another hour so you’re just starting to work on dinner 
  • his chest is heaving from running up the stairs, lust filled eyes staring you down as he licks his bottom lip, smirking 
    • come here, princess” 
  • you’re dinner tbh
  • sex in the kitchen 
    • just taking you over the counter, you riding him on his expensive leather dining chairs, etc
  • post sex shower and there’s nothing dirty about it 
    • just soft relaxing touches as he washes your hair 
    • massaging your shoulders
    • wrapping you in the fluffiest towel after before dressing you in his sweatpants and shirt
  • “you look beautiful, darling,”
  • helping through stressful and hard times or when he’s had a bad day at work 
  • you’d know he’d have a troubling day when he acts nonchalant about the question of how was your day since he always shares everything 
  • you don’t pry though, you just give him a look that tells him you’re there for him 
    • he caves at the end of the night, crawling into bed and letting you hold him 
    • he just vents about everything and anything 
    • carding your fingers through his hair until he falls asleep 
  • him taking you to all his events
  • and always buying you a new (expensive) dress
    • “only the best for my girl”
  • he gets jealous when he sees one of his business partners making you laugh
  • so he straightens up, grabs two glasses of champagne and waltz over to you
  • hands you the glass of champagne and kisses of passionately before whisking you away 
    • “sebastian are you jealous?”
    • “what, no never, I’m not jealous,” with a nervous chuckle 
    • “you know I’m yours and no one else’s” 
    • ^^ those words calm him so much more than you can ever imagine 
  • he’s so used to girls just using him for the money 
  • and he knows you’re not like that but it gets difficult when he tries to spoil you a little 
  • but it’s never “””a little”””
    • “sebastian this is a whole car”
    • “SURPRISE” 
  • oh my god he’s so cute when waiting for you to finish getting ready for anything 
  • like he’ll be sitting on the edge of the bed, arms on his thigh, head resting on his palm as he’s staring the door down 
  • the second you come out he’ll jump to his feet 
    • “wow you’re so pretty baby,” effectively making him blush
  • it’s a highkey turn on to see him in his nicest suit as he’s concentrating on whatever needs his attention 
  • you’ll be resting in his office as he finishes up some paper work but you’re getting bored (and horny)
  • so you’re obviously gonna crawl onto his lap, something he welcomes every time 
  • grinding your hips onto his crotch and soon enough you’re riding his thigh in front of the floor to ceiling windows for all of Manhattan to see 
  • office sex but he doesn’t close the blinds 
  • leaving his office all flustered and it’s really obvious what just happened but he has the biggest smile on his face 
  • SKI VACATIONS TO THE FRENCH ALPS 
    • he still isn’t a good skier though 
    • and if he’s going down, you’re going down with him 
    • needless to say your bum feels quite bruised from sebastian pulling you down with him
  • sex in front of the fire place of the suite 
  • when it’s time for you both to move in together sebastian obviously wants to spoil the everliving fuck out of you 
  • but you reason with him to get a reasonably priced apartment 
  • because in reality do the two of you really need 13 bed and 7 bath????
  • him making you breakfast but burning it 
    • “let’s just go to a nice cafe instead,” and he agrees immediately 
  • wowowow he would just treat you so damn well 
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— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —

 

“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”

“Twice.”

“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.

“Why?”

Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.

“Bucky..”

“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex?”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”

“Bucky…”

“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.

“What?”

“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before behind interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.

“Bucky?”

Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

#jealousy #confession #wine

Prompts: @antoinetteblues
Author: @queenofthyme

Perhaps Harry’s intentions hadn’t been clear enough. Perhaps he should have been more straight forward with Draco. But really, wasn’t it obvious? Did he really have to say it?

Of course his invite to dinner was a date. How could Draco interpret it any other way? They’d had lunch together alone before, plenty of times, but never dinner. Dinner meant something more than just colleagues or friends. At least it did to Harry. It had taken him weeks to work up the courage just to ask.

And he had turned up to find out Draco had invited Pansy and Blaise, thinking it was a group dinner. Harry had had to excuse himself while Draco sorted out their table – “Oh no, the reservation was for six people, wasn’t it Harry? You must have misheard him over the phone” – and call Hermione and Ron to urgently join him.

It had taken some time to convince them. Ron couldn’t stop laughing long enough to have a conversation and Hermione insisted Harry simply tell Draco how he felt. Like it was that easy. Like he hadn’t already revealed enough by asking Draco out for dinner. 

With a lot of begging, Hermione and Ron had dressed and apparated over, coming to Harry’s rescue. And now Harry found himself wedged between the two, opposite Draco, also wedged between his own friends. Draco hadn’t spoken to Harry directly at all. There was polite group chatter in which they both participated, but it wasn’t like their long nights alone in the office together, nothing like their lunches. For the most part, Draco spoke with his own friends, whispering into Pansy’s ear, laughing into Blaise’s shoulder.

Harry had always thought that his growing relationship with Draco was something special. Something different. But seeing Draco with his other friends, perhaps it wasn’t anything particular at all. Just a convenient friendship with a colleague, to bide the time during the workday until he could go out with his real friends.

Harry hadn’t meant to get drunk. But he had a habit of drinking nervously just to have something to do with his hands. And the waiter kept filling up his wine glass. So, by dessert, when Pansy laughed – a sound that Harry was growing to hate – at one of Draco’s jokes and placed a hand on his shoulder, Harry didn’t have the control to stop himself from commenting.

“Oh, you’re just so funny, Draco!” He said, in a very poor imitation of Pansy’s voice.

Everybody turned to stare at him.

“What the fuck, Potter?” Blaise said.

“What the fuck, Zabini?” Harry mimicked with another terrible imitation.

Hermione nudged him under the table. Harry paid no mind, and went to take another swig of his wine glass.

Draco’s hands stopped him, leaning over the table to pull Harry’s wine glass from his grip. “Harry, are you drunk?” He asked quietly.

Harry laughed. “Now, you pay attention to me,” he mumbled. He tried to steal the glass back, but Draco held it out of his reach.

“What do you mean by that?” Draco asked, his eyes boring into Harry’s intently.

Harry looked away – he was starting to feel dizzy with that gaze directed at him. “You’ve been getting chummy with Pansy and Blaise all night.”

“Harry,” Ron whispered urgently beside him, “I think you –“

“Chummy?” Draco repeated. “They’re my friends, Harry. Of course we’re chummy.”

Harry’s head felt heavy. “So, I’m not your friend then? I’m just someone you work with?” Harry’s voice was rising dangerously, the alcohol helping him forget where he was.

Draco gently placed Harry’s glass back down on the table, his voice, still quiet, in great contrast to Harry’s. “I wouldn’t be here if you were just someone I worked with.”

“Then why’d you have to bring Pansy and Blaise?”

“Why’d you bring Ron and Hermione?” Draco countered.

“Because I saw your friends and didn’t want you to know this was a date so I forced them to – “

“This is a date?” Draco interrupted, at the same time Harry realised what he’d said. The alcohol was loosening his tongue.

“It was supposed to be,” Harry said sulkily, looking back up at Draco. He knew he was being childish but he didn’t particularly care. This had been brewing all night, and eight and a half glasses later, Harry wasn’t so concerned about consequences.

Draco – to his credit – looked genuinely apologetic. “Harry, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise.”

“What else would it be?”

“Harry, I truly am sorry, but in my defence, you did suggest we ‘hang out for dinner’ and that I could ‘invite anyone I wanted.’”

“You weren’t supposed to want to invite anyone!” Harry yelled, ignoring the sniggers from Pansy and Ron.  

“And how was I supposed to know that?” Draco retorted, his face a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Irritated at being laughed at, Harry slumped down into his seat and crossed his arms. “You just were.”

“Harry,” Draco said softly after a pause, “Would you like to go out for dinner with me tomorrow night? I promise it’ll just be the two of us. And significantly less wine I hope.”

Harry looked up at Draco, suspicious. “Are you just trying to make this up to me out of pity?”

“It’s a date, Harry,” Draco said with a light chuckle, “I want to go on a date with you. Do you accept?”

Harry shrugged – to a snort of laughter from Ron. He didn’t want to look too eager but it was probably eight glasses late to try to act coy. He recalibrated, stared Draco right in the eye and gave his honest answer (albeit a little slurred): “I’d love to go on a date with you, Draco.”

more like this l @queenofthyme

dating Jeon Jungkook would include

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- You were friends first before it developed into deeper feelings.

- “Who would have thought you and me would end together?”

- “Everyone?”

- “I was talking to Y/N!”

- Likes to hold hands, the kind to interlock fingers.

- He typically plays with your fingers.

-Him staring at you a lot.

-Then him looking away really fast when you turn to look at him.

-“I know you were looking at me, there is no need for you to almost break your neck trying to look away”

-“I was not looking at you”

-“Your eyes were basically burning holes into my face, Jeon”

- Hugs!

- Especially back hugs.

- Likes to put his head on your shoulder or on top of your head when you guys hug.

- Runs his nose against your neck and cheeks when he is feeling exceptionally cuddly.  

- Wouldn’t kiss you in front of his hyungs.

- So much teasing from the guys whenever you are together.

-“ Jungkookie is in l-o-v-e”

-“Hyung!”

- “Don’t you love Y/N?”

- “You don’t love me?”

- “Of course I do!”

-“AW! JUNKOOKIE IS IN LOVE!”

- Going shopping together to get the others opinion.

- Prefers home dates but also likes to take you on small adventures.

- Watching anime together.

- You make him watch dramas with you and he acts like he isn’t interested in them.

- “It’s so late, let’s end it here”

- “But how?! Did you not see how the last episode ended?!”

- “…”

- “Just play the episode”

- You would spend a lot of time watching him play video games, him trying to teach you how to play and playing together.

- He would never let you win just because you are his girlfriend.

- Betting on the games.

“If I win you’ll do the dishes”

“I don’t even live here, Jungkook”

“Oh, I didn’t know I was dating a chicken”

“Ugh, fine!”

- Really likes to kiss you. On your hair, on your forehead, on your neck, on the lips.

- Holds the back of your neck with one hand whenever your kisses deepen.

- He likes to take you to the studio so you can see him dance because of the effect it has on you.

-He smirks when he sees how flustered you get.

- “You’re blushing”

- “Shut up or I won’t come here with you ever again”

- He tries to hug you when he is sweaty and you try to run from him.

- Whispers in your ear to see you shiver/get goosebumps.

- Gets jealous easily.

- And it’s not because of self-doubt or distrust, it’s because he likes to have your attention.

- Takes a lot of pictures of you.

- “Hey, delete that! You didn’t tell me you were going to take a picture!”

- “No, look how pretty it turned out”

- Secretly likes to see you wearing his clothes but acts like he is a bit annoyed whenever you do.

- Gives compliments from time to time.

- “That looks really good on you”

- “You always smell so nice”

- Loves to make you laugh.

- Tries his best to make you smile when you aren’t feeling the greatest.

- Enjoys playing with your hair.

- “Teach me how to make a braid”

- “Again?!”

- Texts all day long.

- Lots of selfies of him doing a funny face.

- He sings a lot.

- Gets very happy when you ask him to sing for you.

- Blasting music together on his speakers.

-“Yah! Y/N, Jungkook, turn it down!”

- “We’re so underappreciated for our music taste!”

- Likes to get praised, so he normally shows you how good he is at everything.

- “Look what I learned to do!”

- He lives to tease you.

- But stares down whoever teases you.

- When he is away, he calls you before he falls asleep to tell you about his day.

- Calls you just to hear your voice.

- “I wish I could see your face right now”

- “You can video call me if you want”

- “It’s not the same”

- Playfully fights you because he is very physical.

- It usually ends with you being pinned down by him while he smiles down at you.

- Piggyback rides and picking you up to show you his strength.

- He has a hard time expressing how he feels with words.

- Takes some time for him to open up to you fully.

- Inside jokes!

- Which entails you looking at each other and bursting out laughing while everyone around you looks at the both of you in question.

- He gives you the cold treatment when something you did bothered him.

- “What’s wrong?”

- “…”

- “Well, if you’re going to be this way, then I’ll leave”

- “No! Don’t leave!”

- “…”

- “I’m sorry I’m not good at speaking”

- “Just don’t shut me out”

- Likes it when you feed him a bit of your food.

- Snacking all the time!

- “Didn’t we have lunch five minutes ago?”

- “More for me then”

-“Hey, I never said I was full”

- You’re his partner in crime to play pranks on the other members.

- After a long, tiring day he likes to lay down with you.

- He doesn’t usually tell you about his hard days but you can still tell because he sighs a lot and doesn’t maintain much eye contact.

- You hold him extra tightly on those days.

- Likes to make romantic gestures.

- “Did you send me flowers?”

- “I may be away but I want to still be able to make you smile”

- Long talks about nonsense.

- “What are you guys doing?”

- “We’re wondering why Goofy can speak but Pluto can’t when they are both dogs”

- “Why do I even bother with the both of you”

- Whenever he knocks on your door he does it on a silly way.

- “Was that the (song name) rhythm?”

- Neither of you say “I love you” often, which makes it much more significant when the other says it.

- “I love you”

- “I was just about to say that”

- “Get real, Jungkook”

- “Really, I swear! …I love you,too”


hoseok | namjoon | seokjin | jungkook | jimin | taehyung | yoongi

Celebrity Crushes and Casual Dating

Thinking back, I never really understood why my friends and classmates had crushes on celebrities. Hell, back then one of my classmates even broke up with her boyfriend because she liked Justin Bieber so much. It was really confusing to me.

The same thing with some people having a new partner every couple weeks. Like what? You just were dating Lutz and then John and now Marco? How can you even have so many crushes so fast one after another?

I guess these were early signs for me that I am demisexual and demiromantic. It’s always interesting for me to look back and see the signs of me being a demigod appearing in my past :P

Soulmates

Hi guys so this is something new for me. I’ve been asked to write some smut and honestly I didn’t feel comfortable at first writing it but I kinda wanted to test the waters and push the boundaries and I guess I wanted to see if I could write something out of my comfort zone. So here is the finished product! Hope you like it, please send me any feedback… Love - L


WARNING: SMUT, RATED R?

You had always believed in soulmates, since the day you learnt about love, you clung to the prospect of love in your own future, a love that would be strong, powerful and that could handle anything that life threw it’s way. Since the day you learnt about love, you believed that you would meet a lovely man, who hopefully would be kind, handsome, caring, talented and would hold the same interests and passions as you. You knew that you would find a man and if he was your soulmate you would know and hopefully he would know too. But when you met Harry four years ago now, you hadn’t got what you bargained for. You thought that it would be easy, that you would fall in love with your soulmate and that you would be together and live happily ever after. Of course you were too naive, you often were. You were still happy with Harry - not with Harry, not together with Harry, but you were happy being best friends with Harry.

You see, you met Harry when he was just that ; Harry. Before he was the well-known Harry Styles loved by many and hated my few - a jealous few you thought. You both had big dreams, maybe a bit too big for the both of you. Harry had always said “for an awfully small girl, your dreams are very big” and you would frown and he would place a kiss to your forehead and whisper “’s alright though love. Got big dreams for a big heart”. You fell in love with him back then, of course he grew and you grew with him. Him in one direction and you on your own, just as successful in the same industry. Then Harry became just him and you we’re still just you, still madly in love with each other, still naive.

Naive because you loved him and he loved you, but you thought he didn’t love you and he thought you didn’t love him. All too complicated for my liking. You knew he was your soulmate, hence why you were having this one particular discussion, more like argument really.

“I don’t get it love. Why are you going on a date with this dickhead?” he said, sitting on your bed, legs crossed, arms resting on his knees, head resting on hands and an adorable pout sitting on his all too perfect face. You were doing your makeup, elegant, way too elegant for this date, but he still thought you looked gorgeous.

“He’s not a dickhead Harry. He is a nice respectable man and he’s kind” you said, as you applied your mascara.

“Still a dickhead” Harry mumbled making you giggle and look up to meet his eyes and pouty face in the mirror.

“’m being serious Lou” he said, sitting up straight and coming to sit on the edge of your bed.

“H, with all due respect, you’ve never met him” you said, making him screw up his face.

“Don’t need to. Just have a bad feeling” he said, so innocently, almost making you question his true motives.

“Harry please” you said, putting hair spray in your curled hair.

“What? If I was going on a date with a girl and you had a bad feeling I’d respect your opinion and not go, because I trust the opinion of my best friend” Harry said, making you sigh and turn around to face him. Slowly, you stood from your seat at your vanity table, walking towards him and placing your hands on his shoulders as his came to rest on your hips.

“If you truly don’t want me to go, I won’t” you said, looking down at him as his pout slowly began to fade.

“Yer gonna make me feel bad” he said, making you sigh.

“What do you want then Harry?” you said, beginning to get frustrated.

“Just want ya to myself love. Was wrong with tha’?” he said, making you sigh again.

“What does that even mean Harry?”

“I’m jus’ sayin’ Lou. I know you’ll regret it” Harry said, making you angry. 

 “why do you always do this! You say something nice and cute and then I ask about it and you change the subject! What’s that even supposed to mean!” you said, now raising your voice and walking away from him.

“Fine! So you’re saying that everything you’ve ever told about the soulmate shit, is now just forgotten! You said that you’ll know when you meet the person that they’re the one! Well you’ve already met him so what? Is he the one?” Harry said, raising his voice too. But he was right, he usually is. 

 “That doesn’t matter! Why do you even care Harry! You’re supposed to be happy for me!” you said, getting so frustrated that tears ran down you cheeks. In all honesty you hated arguing with Harry. 

 “Maybe because I’m pissed off! I’m pissed off because I know you’re the one but you’re too naive to see that! And I’m too naive to think that someone like me would be your soulmate! Would be the one for you! I don’t want you going on this date because if you go on this date and he is the one it ruins everything. It ruins all possibilities of you waking up one day and realising that no maybe I’m not the one but yes…. Maybe I’ll do” Harry said, his own tears falling down his cheeks and he sat back down on your bed. Feet planted to the floor, arms on thighs, head in hands, head facing downwards. Suddenly everything all made sense and a wave of sadness washed over you. Dropping to your knees in front of him and placing your palms on his knees, you began to talk.

 “Is that what you think?” you said softly, your heart breaking as he sniffed and sobbed a little. No answer from Harry and you had to make him see otherwise.

 “No Harry… No. I, I thought you didn’t love me. Harry listen to me, you, you are perfect, everything I’ve ever wanted. I loved you the moment I saw you, I got to know you and Harry you were perfect. You still are perfect. I agreed to this date because no he wasn’t you, but yes, he was nice and kind and I was tired of waiting for you” you said, making him look at you. 

You stood up, his eyes following you, you placed yourself on his lap, using the pads of your thumb to wipe the tears from his beautiful tanned cheeks. Harry took your small hands in his and placed a kiss against them. 

“Harry I love you, I love you so much and I’m so sorry for not telling you sooner but I was so afraid” you said, making him hush you. 

 “No love. I’m sorry too” he said, both of your tears still falling but coming to a gradual stop. 

“C'mere” you said, pulling his head closer to yours. You placed your lips against his for the first time ever. It was more than you had ever imagined, his lips rough yet soft against your small ones, tears mixing together and lips pushing against each other, intoxicating the both of you.

 A love filled kiss shared between two former friends, the possibility of a love together floating through the air. Your dreams of your soulmate and a strong love true at last. Finally you pulled away, Harry still chasing your lips. 

“Be my girlfriend please” Harry said, making you giggle at how childish he sounded. 

“As long as you’ll have me, my love” you said ,making Harry smile widely. 

“My mother is going to be so proud” Harry said, as you played with his hair.

“Mhmm. Gem will finally stop teasing you” you said, making Harry giggle and place another kiss against your lips.

“the boys will be happy too. Finally got the girl I’ve been pinning over for four years. Louis will be ‘appy, loves yer he does, yer his best friend after all” he said, making you nod.

“My mum’s gonna smother you even more now, you know that right?” you said, making Harry smile and nod. 

“Won’t get a bollocking from your brothers will I?” Harry said making you laugh and tilt your head back, Harry leaning forward a kissing your throat, your hand threading further into his hair as he attacked your neck. 

“Na they love ya. Not as much as me though” you sighed out. 

 “And ya dad?” Harry said, as he sucked at your sweet spot, blood running to the surface and your gasp ringing through the room. 

“Don’t wanna be thinking about my dad right now H” you said, making him tilt your head down to his and placing his lips to yours again, his tongue slipping into your mouth, the foreign feeling making you rut against him, the both of you loving the feeling.

“Probably should call and cancel that date with was his face” Harry mumbled against your lips. 

“Probably” you mumbled back, tongues fighting against each other and your hips moving against his, a particular rub working for the both of you has Harry thrusted his hips against yours in pleasure. 

“Mmm baby” Harry mumbled, out as your hands ran down his chest, undoing the last few buttons of his shirt and running your hands down his chest to his jeans.

“Gonna call him then?” Harry groaned out, as you placed a kiss against his chest, marking him against one of the swallow tattoos. Harry was growing by the minute not wanting this to stop and praying that you wouldn’t stop this to call him. 

“Na fuck it” you said making Harry groan out and flip the both of you over so Harry was hovering over you. 

“Thank God for that. Thought you was going to leave me all hard for a moment there” Harry said, making you both laugh loudly. You giggled as he placed soft kisses against your neck tickling you. Harry sighing into your neck before moving to see your face. His hand cradling your face, leaning down to place a kiss against your lips, the mood suddenly changing. 

“You’re so beautiful” Harry said staring at you, making you blush. Your hands came to rest on his shoulders, pushing his shirt off before pulling him closer. 

“I love you so much” you mumbled against his shoulder, as you placed kisses there.

“Hmm. Think I love ya more pet” he said sucking at your neck and groaning when your heavenly gasp floating around the room, your hips arching off the bed and slowly rubbing against him.

“Harry” you gasped as he placed his lips back on yours. Frustrated, you tried to unbuckle his jeans, groaning when you were unsuccessful. 

“Harry” you said again, kissing his neck and distracting him 

“Yes love?” he groaned as you accidentally rubbed your hand against him still trying to unbuckle his jeans. 

“Get these off” you groaned, as his hands came to push your dress up, bunching at your thighs. Your hands finally steadied against him, managing to undo his belt and then successfully undoing his zip and pushing his jeans down his hips, past his round bum and down to the middle of his legs where he kicked them off.

“Can’t believe that twat was going to get a date with you… You’re too gorgeous even for me” Harry said making, you giggle as he your dress over your head. Harry ’s hands found your waist pulling you closer to him and attaching his lips to yours again. You sighed against Harry’s lips as his tongue entered your mouth, feeling Harry twitch against your thigh. Harry kneeled above you, you rising up so you were kneeling in front of him, you lips attacking his neck, moving down to his stomach, kissing against his butterfly tattoo and finally against his ferns.

 "What you doing love?“ Harry said, directing you back to his lips. 

"Admiring you. You’re perfect” you said, sucking a love bite at his collar bone, earning a loud and full groan from him. Harry placed his hands against the small of your back, lifting up and unclasping your bra before placing the two of you down against the mattress. 

“God you are perfect. How are you so perfect?” Harry mumbled against the mold of your breast, making you moan. Your hands found his hips, pushing his boxers down slowly. Harry’s hands pushed your lace panties down your hips and past your legs, moving them off the bed along with his boxers. 

“Are you sure about this kitten?” Harry said, smiling down at you, you lent up and placed your lips on his, his tongue entering your mouth “yes” you said quickly. Harry took condom out of your draw (he had browsed through your draws once whilst being bored, teasing you afterwards, to which you just punched him).

He placed the condom on, you then wrapped your legs around his hips, Harry then pushed the tip of him in, making the both you gasp. 

“Fuck” Harry said, as he pushed the rest of the way in making you arch your back against him and moan out. 

“God it’s like you’re made for me” Harry said, as his lips find yours. 

“Move H” you said, sighing into his mouth at the heavenly feeling. Harry pulled away and placed his forehead against yours as he began to trust slowly and deeply into you making you gasp again as he instantly found your g-spot. 

“Harry, you feel so good” you said, squeezing around him and making him groan and throw his head back.

“I love you so damn much” Harry said, placing his forehead against yours again, placing soft and passionate kissing against your lips.

“Gonna -fucking hell- take you on so many dates and- ummphh - treat you like a -shit so tight- Queen” harry said, as he continued to trust against you.

“Oh God Harry. Faster” you gasped against him, beginning to meet him with his thrusts. You placed your legs further up Harry’s body, now wrapped around his waist, making it able for Harry to hit a new angle inside of you.

“Oh God babe… So close” Harry said as you tugged at his hair. Your back arched and your eyes closed as you came closer to you high. 

“Baby, look at me… Look at me… Wanna see your face when you come” Harry said, thrusting faster now. 

“Ohhhh Harry” you said, as you reached your high, your back arching off the bed, your breasts touching his chest. You squeezed around him as you came, making Harry spill into the condom.

“I love you, I love you I love you” Harry said, kissing you softly as the too of you came down from your highs. Harry rolled off you, pulling you closer so your head was against his glistening chest, quickly sliding the condom off and throwing into the bin next to your bed. 

“Never done that before?” Harry said, confusing you.  

“What do you mean? You’re not a virgin H” you said, your arms crossing on his chest, your head resting against them and looking into his eyes. 

“Never made love to someone before…” Harry said, making you smile.

“Me neither” you said, kissing his now swollen lips. 

“I love you so much. And I promise I’ll take you on dates, and do all the stuff we’re supposed to do and I’ll spoil you rotten. But I can’t wait so please be my girlfriend?” Harry said making you kiss his chest.

“Of course H. Don’t care about that stuff… Just want you” you said, making him smile and kiss your forehead.

“Well you have me” Harry said reaching for his phone. 

“who are you texting? That’s incredible rude after what we’ve just done” you said making Harry laugh and then he showed you who he texted. He had text Gemma telling her that you two were now together. “

You need to text that douchebag anyway” harry said. “Na just leave it” you said making Harry laugh loudly.

Relationships with Prince!Tom

I was really in the mood for this so don’t blame me

Tags: @iamnesta@stormyparker (Tell me if you wanna get tagged!)


  • Let’s imagine that he’s the prince of England
  • Cause why not he’s British so yeah let’s go
  • He’d have a love hate relationship with the life of being a prince
  • He loved being able to do something for his country and the people in it
  • Yet he hated the part of having almost no privacy
  • Also the fact that a lot of people wanted him to marry another princess isn’t one of his favorite things  ( mostly from older people his family didn’t care tbh)
  • Most princesses he met we’re either totally stupid
  • Incredibly ignorant
  • Or were chasing after his money


  • And ladies and gentlemen he finally found that
  • In no one other than
  • Y O U
  • So you’d be at your local book store, needing some new goodies because you basically live in books (lmao me)
  • He was just walking around the store looking for some books who could may catch his interest
  • But when he saw you is heart would be like ‘imma just stop cause she’s stunning’
  • Like literally he would just stare at you
  • After some time you felt like you’d been spied on
  • So you turned around to see the prince of England staring you
  • And your heart would also be like ‘imma just stop cause he’s stunning’ (and bc he’s the prince so yeah)
  • Moments of staring at each other passed by awww when he’d finally have the guts to talk to you
  • “Hi, uhm, what book do you have there?”
  • His brain would be like
  • ‘‘What kind of question was that???”
  • You’d be all flustered and tried to come up with some actual words
  • “Uhm.. Well.. I, uhm… the g-great gatsby..”
  • You’d mentally slap yourself for stuttering so much
  • “That’s one of my favorite books. Really recommend it.”


  • After some time you’d both loosen up a little bit
  • Eventually you show each other your fav books
  • You’d be hella confused about the fact that he’s so chill and not ignorant what so ever
  • After you both bought a lot some books you’d leave the book store
  • You were about to leave but homeboy didn’t want you to leave yet
  • “Wanna go get some coffee?”
  • Your brain would be like ‘!!!!!!!’
  • Cause same he’s the prince after all
  • So you went on a lot of cute little dates from that on
  • Also book store dates were a thing
  • Or cute little picnics aww
  • You had to keep things kind of private cause well again he’s the prince
  • Getting used to having a bodyguard on your dates
  • His name was Dave and he’s the nicest lad ever


  • Two months passed by and he finally did it
  • He asked you to be his girlfriend aka princess aww
  • He’d be so nervous
  • Cause like, you showed him that you actually really care for him, and that’s not bc of his money
  • Again you’d be on one of your dates when he suddenly bursts out
  • “Would you like to be my girlfriend y/n?”
  • You’d be like ‘?!!!????!!!???!!’
  • “W-Wait what,I ,uhm….WHAT?”
  • “You’re the first person who truly understands me. You like the true me, not just the famous me. And I love you, so yeah.”
  • “You what?”
  • Your eyes would almost fall out of your head
  • “I love you, y/n l/n. With all of my heart.”
  • And then you were like fuck it and just kissed him
  • YAY A GIRL MAKING THE BIG MOVE GO FEMALES
  • Boy that kiss would be heaven on earth
  • Like he’d be so gentle cause he didn’t want to ruin anything ahhhhh
  • After you pulled away (may I mention he thought that it was way to fast for ending the kiss) you asked him
  • “Does that answer your question?” 


  • Okay but you were so nervous to meet the family
  • Cause they’re tHE BLOODY ROYAL FAMILY AND YOU WERE SCARED THAT THEY WOULDN’T APPROVE
  • Tom taught you basic things of the royal life
  • Like how to stand the right way, handshakes, the right way to sit, dancing (oh mah gawd), etc.
  • He bought you this really pretty dress
  • Homeboy wants just the best for you


  • And then you met the family
  • And they were so nice!!!!
  • You embarrassed yourself every now and then but they never judged
  • Actually they think it’s really sweet of to you, how much you try to be perfect
  • “Y/n, darling no need to pressure yourself. I assume this is very new for you, but I’m pretty sure you’ll get used to it very soon.”
  • You highkey loved them
  • They secretly loved you more than Tom
  • Tom absolutely loving the fact that you love his family and that they love you


  • Also E V E N T S
  • He bought you to almost every event
  • If it’s possible tho
  • He’d lowkey loved to show you off
  • Whenever some would ask about you he’d have the biggest smile on his face
  • “So Tom, your lady. Is she really just a normal civic? Doesn’t that bother you?”
  • “Absolutely not. She really tries her best to fit in, which may I add she is really good at.”


  • Okay but Tom would be so scared of rumors getting to you
  • Let’s assume he was in other country and suddenly there were those dating rumors of him and that princess
  • Poor Tom would immediately call you to tell that they’re fake
  • “Love relax, I know it’s not true. Yesterday you told me how incredibly stubborn she is, so no worries.”
  • “I just don’t want to lose you.”
  • Your heart would be filled with so much love
  • “Trust me, you won’t get rid of me that easily!”
  • “Yeah, I won’t let you go now that I’ve got you. Never.”


  • I need this to happen in real life like Prince!Tom can hit me the fuck up!!!!!!

Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Requester: Anonymous

Prompt: Hi. I was wondering if you could write a super fluffy imagine where the reader is Bill Skarsgard’s gf and she falls asleep and Bill picks her up to move her into a more comfortable area but he’s still in his Pennywise costume (makeup and everything) cause they’re still filming and she wakes up and sees him and gets scared.

Warning: None

Note: Enjoy!

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Originally posted by edsgazebos

You were so beyond exhausted. In only a few days you had college exams which were huge so you had been studying non-stop for 3 days now. You had even counted coffee cups and currently you were finishing today #16 and so far in your studying #75.

Bill obviously disapproved of your lack of sleep and had tried many different attempts to try to get you away.

Not even his seductive shirtless flirting worked.

Nor was picking you up over his shoulders and trying to tuck you into bed.

Instead you were to promise him that tomorrow you’d go with him to his studio where he was filming IT just to get you away from your secluded desk. It was nice in your little desk space though, you had a desk lamp, a mini fridge, and a nearby bathroom.

That was the only time you left from your chair was to go to the bathroom since you had snacks and drinks in the fridge. If you could you would use that trick men do where they are able to pee in a bottle and then continue onwards.

But sadly you were a woman so you couldn’t exactly do that. And about going to see the studio with him tomorrow, it was tomorrow. When you dared to look at the digital clock on your desk it read that it was 3 am.

Another all nighter.

You sighed and marked your page before closing your text book and rubbing your eyes. You stretched and yawned before standing up tripping at first from lack of leg use for so long.

You were able to dazedly walk to your bedroom and change into your pajamas before climbing into bed where Bill was already passed out. As soon as your head hit the pillow you were out cold.

The next morning you woke up to find Bill gently shaking your shoulder to wake you up. You of course frowned and rolled over hiding your head under the pillow.

“C'mon (Name) you gotta get up.” Bill said continuing to shake you.

When that didn’t work he decided to tickle you and you quickly reacted squirming and squealing like a worm.

Bill didn’t stop until you were nearly screaming, “I’m up! I’m up! I’m up!”

Thankfully he stopped and smiled at you as you occasionally twitched rolling onto your back carefully since your sides were a bit sore.

“Morning.” Bill greeted before leaning down to kiss you.

“Morning.” You muttered softly rubbing your eyes.

“C'mon you gotta get up. We have to leave in half an hour.”

You groaned and slung your arm over your eyes not wanting to get out of bed. You checked the clock again and saw it was once again your greatest enemy. It said it was 8 in the morning which was actually really early for Bill and way to early for you.

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Shameless

Request: can u do a richie imagine where the reader is apart of the losers club and always shamelessly flirts with richie and he flirts back until one day someone gets tired of it and just says “why don’t u guys just get together already” and then richie asks them out?

Pairing: Reader / Richie Tozier

Fandom: IT (2017)

Warnings: none!


Shameless.

It wasn’t uncommon that Y/N and Richie would flirt with eachother in passive jokes and short phrases. Just the common ‘Hey Y/N, are those space pants? Because that ass is out of this world.’ Or ‘Hey Richie, I’m no organ donor but I’d love to give you my heart.’ It was harmless, yet annoying to the other Losers’.

They were sick of it, not finding it as amusing as Richie and Y/N found it to be. Sure at the start it was silly and a good laugh, but by now they had heard it all and really it was starting to sound rather boring. Even though Y/N and Richie still smiled about it.

Slowly the other losers’ were starting to realising that it probably wasn’t just jokes they had been pulling, they were slowly understanding that it could be the fact they both had feelings for each other and really didn’t know how to go about it. It was odd, but not unlikely. It was all starting to seem a little bit suspicious.

When confronted about it they both denied having any romantic feelings for each other, though Y/N was certain they felt their heart start pounding rapidly in their chest, had they actually liked Richie Tozier? The loud, trashmouth of the group? No, of course not! That was ridiculous! It was utterly insane to even suggest that!

But was it really?

Y/N had never been so unsure in their life, but Richie knew that in actuality, jokes and such aside, that he did like Y/N in a more-than-friends type of way. But, even though he was THE Richie Tozier, he was more than nervous to openly admit to liking Y/N.

*

Soon, in the midst of all the joke flirting, Eddie had finally had enough of it. It wasn’t funny anymore and no one was really enjoying it very much. It was honestly just starting to sound annoying. So he spoke up finally.

“Jeez, why don’t you two just get together already? We all know you actually fucking like each other and we’re all so sick of your shitty attempts at flirting just, Jesus, do us a favour!” Eddie spoke up before sucking into his seat and rolling his eyes in the progress and gaining a snort from Mike in the background.

Richie looked at Y/N, who simultaneously looked at him and held eye contact for a moment before Richie raised a brow beneath his glasses, that seemed to glint in the articifical light.

“Y/N, would you like to go out on an exclusive date with me? Perhaps tomorrow, or the day after. Arcade or something?” Richie offered, gaining a knowing smirk from Y/N.

“Hm, perhaps I’ll have to make a raincheck with you, how about a weeks time, you can pick me up at 4?” Y/N responded, gaining a groan from Eddie in the background and giving a happy smile to Richie who flushed out red and smiled in return.

“Then it’s settled! We shall date and flirt ten times more often than we currently do!” Richie exclaimed, smirking at the new distraught on the other losers’ faces.


{This is so short I’m so sorry I’m like super busy with school, but lovelies!!! We hit 150! I’ll start putting more effort into my imagines, because I love y'all with all my heart.}

Totally on Purrpose

(I saw this piece by @maristoryart​ and I couldn’t help myself.)


Ladybug was not amused. She was used to heights, used to dangling hundreds of feet in the air with just her bandalore tethering her to some semblance of safety. But this—hanging upside-down and squished together with Chat Noir in an awkward tangle of her own weapon—was not how Ladybug had planned to spend her afternoon. It was a stroke of luck that there wasn’t an akuma on a rampage at the moment, otherwise she would have been well and truly pissed.

With her lips in a thin line, she side-eyed her partner. Chat Noir looked somewhat apologetic—there was a small possibility that the blush on his cheeks was due to embarrassment—but not apologetic enough.

“Sorry,” he offered with a small laugh and a shrug. Or an attempt for a shrug, anyway. The way they were pressed together didn’t allow for much movement.

He had done it on purpose, she was sure of it. She had seen his face in the split second between his call of, “Look out, My Lady!” and the moment he barrelled into her while she so happened to be airborne as well. His expression was of mischief, not of alarm or dread. It was as if he was excited to be turned into a Ladybug-and-Chat-Noir pendulum in the middle of Paris.

“Would you care to explain,” she began as they slowly swung back and forth, “how you, a cat with impeccable aim and amazing agility, managed to crash into me, your partner whose movements you can predict and anticipate even with your eyes closed?”

If he noticed her praise in the midst of her thinly veiled reprimand, he didn’t show it. Instead, his smile faltered, and his ears might have even drooped, if only gravity wasn’t pulling at their tips.

“But— That’s not your line.”

Eyebrows furrowing in confusion, she turned her head to properly look at him. She ignored the fact that they were almost nose to nose. It wasn’t the first time they were in this position, anyway.

“My what, now?”

“Your line.”

“My line.”

“Yeah, you’re supposed to say, ‘Well, hey there! Nice of you to drop in!’ …You know, like what I said last year.”

“…Last yea—?”

Oh.

OH.

Goodness, but her partner was a silly, silly, silly cat. 

And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

She pressed her lips together to smother a snicker.

“Well hey, Kitty,” she began again. “Nice of you to drop in.”

“Sorry,” he answered readily. The smile that dawned on his face was brilliant, and she knew she would never regret indulging him this time. “I didn’t do it on purpose.”

A laugh burst through her lips without warning, and he chuckled along with her. Her own laughter drowned out most of his; she felt it tickle her ear more than she heard it. And maybe it was the blood rushing to her head from being upside down, but she couldn’t help but think that this was a purrfect way to spend her afternoon, after all.

“Happy anniversary, Chat Noir.”

“Happy anniversary, Ladybug.”

GOT7 Reaction: Them being clingy/wanting to cuddle (request)

I am so sorry this reaction has been taking us to so long to post, but thank you for being patient with us. We are just trying to get all our reactions done to the best of our abilities because we really do want these to be written as best as possible.


Mark:

“Babe!” you cheered as your tired boyfriend draggin his self in after a long day of practice.

“Hey baby!” he said with a tired smile as he made his way toward you. He joined you on the couch, just suddenly flopping on top of you without warning. he tightened his limb around you. “i missed you today.” he said softly.

“I missed you too.” you said as you waited for him to move a bit more until he cuddled you up as the big spoon like he always does.However, this time he kinda just stayed where he was. he had landed on you to where his head rested on your shoulder. he gave up halfway through his crawl and just puckered his lips for a kiss, too tired to move any closer. Of course you maneuvered awkwardly to meet his lips, just so happy that he actually came over when he said he would. It felt as though you hadn’t seen him in days.

“Babe, I’m way too tired. Take it over from here and just hold me.” he huffed dramatically. 

All you could do was giggle. “Was practice really that intense today? “ You cooed as you ran you fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, practice lasted forever.” he groaned. “I was just day dreaming of hanging out with you here all day.

“Well at least the day is over now!”

“Uh-huh” he mumbled as he nuzzled his head on your chest, settling himself so that he faced in the direction of the tv.

Mark soon feel so silent you thought he was asleep. “Baby?” you whispered.

“Hm?” 

“Why don’t you go sleep?”

“I’m watching tv with you.” 

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JB:

“My angel! I’m home!” you could hear Jb’s  voice fill your apartment from your home office.

You could hear him make his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water, then making his down over to where you were. He skipped into the room with a big smile plastered on his face and he greeted you with a warm kiss. “How’s my cupcake today?” 

“Wow, someone is extra peppy today.” you almost groaned as you moved your tired eyes up at him and away from your paper work.

“Of course I am. It was a short schedule today remember? This means we can finally go to that new BBQ place that opened up!” he said excitedly.

“Shit!” you thought. You had completely forgotten that you both planned to go whenever he had time in his schedule and he wasn’t that tired. “Aw, baby.I completely forgot and I just have so much work for this project.” you pouted

Suddenly he frowned just the deepest frown you have ever seen, it broke your heart. “But I finally have time now. I’m free tomorrow morning too… but the place doesn’t until open the afternoon…”

“I’m sorry sweetie.” 

With slumped shoulders he let out a huff. “It’s okay… but I’m still here with you anyway that is what matters. I’m gonna go get another chair and come here and watch you work then” he said leaving the room. He had sounded a bit more cheerful, but you knew he was still disappointed when you saw him dragging his feet.

He soon returned with a dining room chair and placed it right besides you. He sat down and immediately rested his head on your shoulder. joining you in look down at your papers with a frown. 

“So what is this for again?” he asked after getting bored of watching you writing for only six minutes.

“That project I told you about the other day.” you said in a mumble.

“The one that isn’t do for another two weeks?”

“Yeah…”

“Are you kidding me? You have enough time to work on it, let’s go eat bbq tonight!” he whined right into your ear.

You nudged him off, cupping his pouting face. “I know, but I am so behind already baby.”

He grabbed your hands and held them to his chest. “But please!” he begged. “It won’t take us more than two hours! You are always complaining that we don’t go on enough dates, this is the perfect time now. Let’s go!” a hint of excitement coming back into his voice

“I really can’t afford to loose anymore time though.”

“How about this, we go eat, then tomorrow i spend aaaaaaaaall morning helping you?” he offered,

“Or how about this, you go watch tv and unwind for a few hours or like go take a nap, while I do this, then later tonight we watch a movie together? That way right now I get my work done.”

His face cringed up at that suggestion and he slouched down in his chair dramatic, obviously turning down that idea.

“Can’t you just order something from them as delivery then?”

“No, it won’t be the same.” he grumbled, his angry jaw was beginning to show a bit.

“Don’t you think your acting a bit childish about this?”

“No”

“My goodness, if only the rest of the guys could see how you were acting right now.” you let out a small chuckle

In one last attempt to get his way, he lunged at you engulfing you into a tight  hold. “Please! jagi?!?” he begged some more

“No” 

“Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”

“No.”

Still he held on tight, pushing his forehead up against yours, getting more annoying by the second. “Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”

“Boy, the longer he hung out with the maknaes the more he had started to act like them.” you thought. It didn’t seem like he was going to stop any time soon. “Fine!” you finally broke.

“Really?!?”

“Yes!” you groaned

“YAY!” he jumped out of his seat. “Let’s get ready! And I promise I will help  you with your work tomorrow, let’s just enjoy tonight!” he cheered as he gave you another big kiss.

“Whatever” you smiled.  Even though you knew you would be behind, it was worth seeing the smile on his face again Plus you were really looking forward to the whole bbq date to begin with.

Originally posted by igot7-love

Jinyoung:

“Thank you!” you smiled to the barista

“Thanks” Jinyoung said in a low voice as he grabbed your hand and directed you to a small table in the far corner of the cafe.

You sat down at one end, however, instead of sitting in front of you as any normal person would, your boyfriend decided to bring his chair over to your side and sit right besides you. “So you’re sitting right next to me, why?”

“I’m sorry, did it suddenly become illegal for me to sit next to you?” he asked sarcastically as he sat down, resting his arm on the back f your chair.

Moving right next to you was s bit out of the norm, but hugging you in public like this was just plain weird coming from him. Jinyoung was not the one for this much affection in such a public place. With him being an idol and all even having a date in public was a big deal to not attract any type of attention to yourselves. All you could do was throw him a weird look as a type of response.

“You look adorable when you stare at me like that.” he said keeping up that sarcastic tone of his. Then he got even weirder, coming close and giving you a  quick kiss.

“…I will never understand you.” At this point it was just best to ignore the whole ordeal all together.

As the two of you waited for your drinks, you spoke casually (the only normal aspect of everything), just catching up on the small things you didn’t have time to talk about before

It wasn’t long before the barista came by. He very subtly placed the drinks down, gave a smile and walked off. Despite the small interaction, Jinyoung had changed his demeanor at the other guy’s presence. Jinyoung fell quiet mid sentence, only staring at the young man, scooting a bit closer to you and putting his arm around you waist. Again, however you ignored the behavior. All you wanted to do was just enjoy the date in general.

You spoke again, however, this time it seemed as though Jinyoung was not paying attention. His eyes were constantly glaring over at the counter area at the front of the cafe. “Babe, are you listening?” you asked

“Huh?” his eyes flickered over to you “Yeah, of course!”

“Yeah? Then what did I just say?” you tested

“Um… So how has work been?” he asked to change the topic.

You squinted your eyes at him suspiciously.

“You know you are really cute when you squint your eyes at me like that!” he said with a hint of aegyo and hugging you tighter.

“… uh-huh…” still you just ignored it.

Throughout the rest of the small date, he was still off. The entire time he never had his hands off you. Under no circumstances did you go to the front counter for anything either. Even for something as small as a napkin he would run up and get it for you, getting up so fast that you didn’t have time to protest.Most  (annoyingly) of all, he just could not stop glancing over his shoulder to the counter area.

It wasn’t until you both were walking out of the cafe that you finally realized why he was acting so weird. as you both walked to the exit, you noticed his eyes dart over to the front area, targeting the barista, again just suddenly grabbing your hand as you passed him. 

Upon joining the the rest of society in the crowded side walk you asked, “So you were jealous?”

“Huh?!?”

“That’s why you were acting weird. You were jealous?”

He scoffed. “Me? Jealous of the barista? Pft! No!”

“Well, I didn’t ask whether you were jealous of the barista or not. But I guess I know now that you actually were!” you smiled

“I wasn’t jealous!” he insisted

You squeezed his hand and kissed his cheek. “You’re really cute when you are jealous.” you giggled.

Originally posted by jypnior

Jackson:

It was a very early 7 am when your phone began ringing sporadically. You quickly opened the text messages to see what the commotion was about.

“Baby!” “Open” Your” Door” “Now” “Please” “Thanks” “I” “Love” “You” “<3″

You dragged yourself out of bed and tried to run to the door to see if your boyfriend was really there. “Baby?” you asked with a smile when you saw Jackson standing there completely awake with the biggest, cutest smile. “What are you doing here?”

“Guess who got the day off today!” he cheered as he skipped into your place. His energy levels were too much for you this early in the morning. You were still processing the fact that you were even awake.

“Wait… a day off?”

“Aww, baby how sleepy are you?” he laughed. “Yeah! A day off! They told me last week and I thought I would come over and spend the whole day with you.”

It was a cute gesture that he wanted to be with you this whole day. You couldn’t help but get that whole butterfly in the stomach feeling whenever he was being cute… but you also couldn’t help but decide to get a bit of revenge on him for waking you up so early. “So… Last week when I asked you when you were free to hangout and you said that you were busy aaaaaaaall week… You lied to me?” you asked dramatically.

That was when his smile toned down a bit “…Yeah, but like I said. I wanted to surprise you!” he said as he pulled you into a hug

“But you still lied. You lied to me”

“Yeah… but only so it was to be a surprise!”

You let out a gasp. “So you really did intentionally lie?!?”’ you tired your hardest not to smile since he seemed to think you were genuinely upset.

“It was just a tiny lie, baby” he said as he hugged you a bit tighter

“No stop hugging me.” you said despite the fact the you didn’t push him off you.

“I’m not gonna let you go until you forgive me”

“Well you lied to me and you know that I don”t like liars. so like let go of me so I can go about my day.” That was when you got yourself out of his his arms and went back to your room to go wash up.

Suddenly you felt him come up behind you and grab you into a back hug.

“I am gonna go wash up. Let go of me you liar.”

“Nope” you could practically hear his adorable squirtle grin.

He followed you into the bathroom and continued to hug you as you began brushing your teeth and washing you face.The entire time he was giving you stupid compliments like “Your bed head makes you look fabulous’ and you were trying your best not to break. In general it was hard just to go through your waking up process with him hugging you and all.

Next you decided to make breakfast so the two of you awkwardly shuffled to the kitchen. You grabbed some eggs and ham and cheese to make omelettes.

“What are you going to make us?” He asked as he rested his chin on your shoulder and watched you prepare everything. 

“I’m only making food for myself. You lied to me so you don’t get anything″

“But I’m soooooooooo hungry. AND IT WAS JUST A SMALL TINY LIE! I’m still here with you aren’t I?”

You just shrugged.

“I know how I can get you to forgive me.” he said ominously.

“And how do you think you can do-”

Suddenly he started tickling you from all over ”HAHAHA JACK- HAHAHA STOP!”

“Not until you forgive me!”

“FI- HHAHAHA FINE! HAHAHAH JUST STOP!”

He did so. “Yay I’m forgiven.”

“So what do you want to do today?” you asked as you turned the stove on.

“Hmmm I don’t know” he said as he came back hugging you from behind again. “Just whatever you want to do.” he said kissing your cheek

Originally posted by kingyeoly

Youngjae:

“I’m here!” you declared as you busted into his bedroom armed with medicine and food.

Youngjae looked up at you from his bed, snuggled by blankets almost wrapping himself up like a burrito.

“Jagi, what are you doing here?” he finished his question off with a labored cough.

“How dare I find out from Mark that you were sick!” you said as you made your way up to him. “I’m here to look after you silly.”

“No, you don’t have to. I don’t want you to get sick like that last time I made you take care of me.”

“Too bad, I’m going to be with you until you get better.” you said as you put your hand to his forehead to check for a fever. “What’s wrong exactly, how are you feeling right now?”

“Like I’m dying.” he frowned

“You hungry?”

“…That depends… What did you bring?” he asked looking over your shoulder to the container sitting on his bedside drawer.

“Your favorite soup obviously.”

“…Then yes i am hungry… Feed me?” 

“Why cuz you feel like you are too tired to move? is your body aching too much? Or do you feel if you eat too much you might throw up?” you were quick to interrogate, going into nurse mode to figure out exactly what was making him sick.

“No, I just don’t want to undo my blankets. I feel really cold right now.”

You did so, anything so that he could stay comfortable. After he was done you went back to seeing what else you could do for him. “Is there anything  else you need? I brought some medicine if you need anything.”

“No Jinyoung gave me some before they all left. Just lay down with me.” he said in his best attempt at his signature smile. He wiggled to one end of the bed to give you more space. When you came up next to him, he undid a small part of his blanket cocoon and stuck his hand out to hold yours. “Don’t worry I didn’t cough into this hand, not even once.” he reassured.

You put your hand in his “It’s ok, but are you sure you don’t need anything else?”

“Nope you are all I need.” despite being sick he was still able to throw a cheesy saying at you.

Originally posted by gotpmgifs

Bambam:

You heard rustling in the other room and soon your boyfriend stepped into your bedroom.

“Finally you got here.” you said in a groan since you were so close to knocking out already.

“Hey” he said softly. He climbed into bed next you to you, placing his hands on your hips.

The room was dark so you couldn’t get a look at his face, but you knew something was off. HE didn’t greet you cheerfully, didn’t slide his hand up and down your body like he always does, that fact that all he said in the two minutes he was there was only “hey” was not a good sign.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” his voice was so soft, you barely heard him.

“You don’t seem okay. What’s wrong/” Now you were wide awake. “C’mon, just tell me.”

That’s when he moved away from you. “I’m gonna get ready for bed.” And just like that he walked away to the bathroom.

That ‘s when you pulled your phone out and gave Yugyeom a call. 

“Hey y/n! What’s up?” You could hear Yugyeom’s  voice sounding tired but still cheerful. 

“Hey, nothing much i was just curious about something.” you almost whispered. You didn’t want Bambam to hear you. “Did something happened today? Like I don’t know something upsetting you know… Bambam seems a bit off right now that he is over.”

“Yeah? Well i don’t know. He was a bit down today. I kept asking him why, but he never told me. I am thinking he is just tired we have been pretty busy the last few weeks.”

“Yeah? Well, yeah. That’s true you guys have… Well you get some sleep. Sorry for calling you so late.”

“No problem. Night!” he said before he hung up.

You waited patiently for your boyfriend to step out of the bathroom. Once he did, you could make out some small sniffling sounds coming from him as he walked over to you. he crawled into bed, coming back up to you, just holding you like he did before.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” you whispered.

He didn’t say anything. He dug his face between your neck and the pillow. For a second you were a bit annoyed that he refuse to say a word, but then suddenly you felt your shoulder getting wet and you realized he was crying. You knew better than to say anything more. You just held him tightly until he let it all out.

Eventually he was done and pulled away from you to get some air. You just lay back, still giving him a moment. “You feel any better?” you asked softly.

He nodded.

“So what was wrong?”

“…I feel homesick.” he whimpered. “…I got a missed call from my mom today. I - I tried to call her back, but when i did she didn’t pick up. she was probably busy. I know it’s nothing… but i don’t know. The last time we talked was a while ago and just- I just miss being home.” he pouted.

“I get it. It really has been a long time since you spoke to her.I would be just as upset if i went that long, baby.” you said as you ran your fingers through his hair to get the stray strands away from his damp eyes.You placed a kiss on his forehead.

“Can we just go to sleep now?” he mumbled, pulling you close again

Originally posted by bamica

Yugyeom:

“I’ll make us ramen!” you said as you and our boyfriend returned to your apartment from your mini-vacation to the beach.

You turned on your lights to find your place completely spotless. “Wow! Those cleaning people you hired did such a good job!”

“Right, I told you they were good.” he said as he dragging the bag in from the hall, keeping it a point to hide his growing smile from you.

You made your way into the kitchen, opened the cabinet door, only to see that the top shelf was crammed with every thing, leaving the lower shelves (the only ones you can reach) empty… causing you to have a shit attack. “Yugyeom!” you shrieked. “Yugyeom, why is fucking everything crammed on the top shelf?!?”

All you heard in return was laughing coming from the living room.

With a rush of adrenaline you opened up every single drawer and cabinet. Every single little thing (except for the large pots and pans) was magically stuffed in the unreachable top shelves of your cabinets or your pantry. “UGH!”

“I told you i was going to get you back for ratting me out to Jinyoung about me ACCIDENTALLY  breaking his headphones.”

“Hey i was trying to protect myself, i wan’t gonna deal with that mess.” you said justifying yourself. “Be happy i at least told him you did it on accident. HE would have been alot more mad if he just found his headphones suddenly broke. I am so now i am so going to get you back for this!”

“I’d like to see you try!” he said as he stuck his tongue out at you.

“You wait and see.” you said ominously. “Until then you best start putting all my stuff from that top shelf back where it belongs.”

“Nah.”

“Fine, I’ll do it myself!” you looked over to your table only to notice that your dining chairs were missing. “What the?”

“Oh yeah. I also paid them extra not only to move everything to the top shelf, but also to move your chairs to the basement.” he said with a smirk.

you glared at him as you went over to the counter, attempt to climb up  the bottom shelves to reach the top. That’s when Yugyeom came up behind you and pulled you off.

“Let me go!” you growled as you struggled to get out of  his hold.

“And risk you falling? No!” he said more seriously.

“Oh now you’re being an adult?”

“How about this…” he began as he placed you down on the ground, but still keeping his arms around you. “I’ll take all the stuff down… But i want a kiss for everything I put back.”

“Reward you for pranking me? Heck no!”

“Aww, don’t be like that baby. You couldn’t keep your lips off me while we were on the beach, what’s so different now?” 

You continued to glare at him, so many plans of revenge running through your head. “…Fine, but i want everything exactly where it was before.”

“Ok!” he smiled as he puckered his lips for a kiss.

You gave him a quick peck. “Now bring down the cereal.”

He did so, very easily lifting his arm and grabbing the box., placing it to its proper shelve in the pantry. Then he came back to you, puckering his lips for another kiss.

you gave him another one. “Gosh this is going to take forever.” you groaned.

Originally posted by wonhae-manhi-manhi

-Admin Boat

Again, I am so sorry this took me a long time to post. 

bts reacts: you ask them out

anon:  Can you do a BTS reacts to You asking them out, instead of the other way around??

none of these gifs belong to me, i don’t have the talent. all credit to their original owners :)

this took me so long to do i’m sorry oml also they’re hichkey terrible i have writers block and exam studies rip my productivity


yoongi: he’d always been someone you’d been comfortable with, but for some reason, the prospect of actually going up and saying what you wanted to say seemed daunting, to say the least- so after that, the only viable option was by text. maybe not the most intimate of choices, but it seemed like the best option at the time. he’d be confused at first, messaging something along the lines of;

this wasn’t meant for me, was it?

right?

___?

if you hadn’t answered, he’d message again for clarification. no more than once, any more than that was quite frankly unacceptable.

whether it was meant for me or not, the answer would be yes. just in case.

hoseok: i’m going to try and make this the least cheesy that i can, okay?”

“why so serious all of a sudden?” he joked, nudging you slightly. “where did ___ go and who is this impostor?”

“please?” he nodded solemnly in response as if to say, ‘go on, i’m listening.’

“would you ever consider going out- with you know, me?” the words were a little garbled and seemed to run over one another, but he understood nonetheless.

“what, really? you mean, on like, a date?”

“yes? if not, it’s absolutely fine, i understand- i just thought that maybe-”

“yes.”

“huh?”

“yes, of course i will! what else would i have said?”

Originally posted by jaayhope

namjoon: “so let’s say, hypothetically speaking-”

“ahh, hypothetically speaking. okay.”

“hypothetically speaking-” you ignored him and carried on. “if i were to say to you, hypothetically speaking, of course-”

“of course-”

“if someone, i don’t know, asked you if you wanted to go out one day to, you know, maybe grab some coffee and talk about the world, then hypothetically speaking, how would you reply to that?” his lips were pressed together into a smile, as he rested his head on his hand and his elbow on the arm of the sofa.

“well- hypothetically speaking,” he added, “i’d say of course, what day and what time- but you know. hypothetically.”

Originally posted by slapmon

seokjin:  it was when you were both the slightest bit tipsy; just intoxicated enough to be little lax with what you were saying, but sober enough for it to not be garbled and nonsensical.

  “do you ever think about what we’d be like?” he sighed against your chest as you lazily played with his hair, both of you too tired to do anything that involved inputting any more energy than that.

“what d’you mean, we? you mean, like us? together?”

“something like that.”

“sometimes.” he admitted. “i like to think about what it would be like to hold your hand. i like to think about if you’d give good hugs or not- does that count?”

jungkook: you hadn’t even meant to. the words just hung in the air and you gaped at them, as if, if you kept your mouth open for long enough then they would magically go back to being unspoken and become forgotten about.

“i, uh- i wasn’t meant to say that.” at those words, his face fell a little, and he cocked his head.

“you didn’t? not at all?” the only way you could describe the way he looked was a hurt puppy that had been left out in the rain. “oh.” his head hung slightly, and he almost looked disappointed.

“no- it’s just- it’s not that i didn’t mean it, i just- i wasn’t supposed to tell you yet.”

so you did mean it? cause if the offer still stands, then i would have totally said yes.”

Originally posted by jeonwilds

jimin:  it had been going on for two weeks, the not stop stream of friends, family, and just random people with which you have a faint acquaintance with just asking where the two of you even stood with each other at this point. it would always end in the same way, resulting in the two of you being reduced to blushing and stammering messes of protest net to each other, promptly followed by an awkwardly long hour that avoided the elephant in the room.

“what am i to you?” you said out of the blue, one day. “what are we?”

“what do you want us to be?” he tipped lightly, carefully, cautiously, as if there were invisible boundaries that had been laid out and he was scared of crossing them.

“me? i like the idea of us. you and me, together. is- what about you?”

taehyung:  “you’re my best friend, right?”

“best, best friend.” he agreed. “the best of the best. the prime. the creme de la creme. the very, very best.”

“you’re ridiculous.”

“and you love me for it.” he beamed, leaning a little to the side to temporarily rest his head on your shoulder.

“oh yeah? what makes you think that?”

“i just do. i know that you love me, you love me-” he teased in a singsong voice, his head swaying side to side, still with an annoyingly angelic smile painted onto his face. “you like me, you love me, you like me-”

“you’re a child, i hope you know that.”

“you like me, you love me-”

“yeah, i do.”

“told you.” the words didn’t even have the smallest hint of arrogance when coming from him. they just seemed to be full of happy triumph. “i told you, i told you-”

“no, i mean- i like you.”

“i know you do- wait, really?”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings


you see they either end up really short or really long i don’t even know why tae’s was so much longer rip

i hope this was okay, anon :) requests are open, as long as its fluff i gOtChU

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