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Trick or True  || Winter Faerie au! ||

fluff, angst
✿ When you first meet, he is known as Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook is shy, kind and full of imagination. He is your classmate, your friend and your first kiss. Now, as you stare at the man sat atop the glass throne in the centre of the palace, you see nothing of the boy you once knew. Instead you see a stranger, a member of the Unseelie Court; the Crown Prince of Winter.

∟ The View || ☆ 

 When a supposed bath for one leads to something a little more fun.


Six Feet Under || 

→ angst 
✿ In the beginning it was simple; in the end it was not.


∟ Coming Soon


∟ your touch is like fire || 

✿ It is the way your touch sets his entire body ablaze that has you both escaping to a spare room only an hour after the party has begun.


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Helping Hand || 

smut, romance
✿ You wake up from a dream with an ache between your legs and Taehyung is more than willing to lend a helping hand.

All Hands on Deck || 

smut, romance
Somewhat of a sequel to Helping Hand
✿ You go all day with a budding heat between your legs and return home with the idea of taking care of it yourself however, when Taehyung arrives home a few days early from a business trip, you decide to let him join- but only after you make him watch. 


Light ||

angst, fluff 
✿ “I love you,” he whispers, filling the void between you with words of love and pulling you back from the clouded part of your brain that has walls seeping with pained words and doubts.


∟ Snapshots ||  

→ angst, fluff, smut, romance
→  individual one-shots with no real timeline
✿ A quick look into different moments from your many years spent with Taehyung.

01 (m) || 02 ||


The Dress || 

→ smut 
✿  With the way he watches you, eyes hooded and bottom lip caught between his teeth, you know there is no way you’ll make it out of this house untouched.

∟ Something Great || hockey player!au ||

→ fluff 
✿ In the beginning the idea of taking your brother to hockey practice is nothing but troublesome. However, when you meet Kim Namjoon, the assistant coach for your brother’s hockey team, your views begin to change. 

∟ Traditions || 

fluff, romance
✿ Some traditions last a lifetime. (aka: your entire relationship is filled with the most ridiculous apology cakes)


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∟ Company || mafia/hitman au! || on-going

smut, mentions of violence, weaponry
✿  for two members of a world where broken promises are mended with spilt blood and contracts of a persons fate are sealed over a drink, from time to time it’s more than alright to mix business and pleasure.or, sometimes all you want is a bit of company.

or, sometimes all you want is a bit of company. 

➢ parts: one || two

∟ Love On The Brain || mob au! || on-going

smut, angst, romance, friends to lovers, slow burn
The Kim’s were a household your own family spoke of constantly but never in fond terms. They were deceitful, cunning and liars to the grave. Yet, when you meet Kim Namjoon, you find all these accusations to be anything but true. Still, if it pleased your family, you would keep your distance-and you tried. It was meant to be a one time deal, a quick fix for instant relief but as the weeks turn to months, you find yourself unable to stay away.

➢ parts: prologue 


∟ Sweet Talker ||

smut, romance
✿  A few late night texts leads do something a little more fun


∟ Birthday Gift || 

smut, romance
✿  Hoseok receives his birthday present from you


∟ Escapades || college au!

→  smut, romance
✿ basically a compilation of scenarios where the reader and Hoseok fool around/have sex in semi public places


∟ Better in Time || 

→ angst 
✿ You call him to a small cafe in hopes of understanding exactly what led to the undoing of your relationship

∟ Tell Me, How Do You Like It? || 

→ smut
✿ All Yoongi wants is for you to tell him exactly how you like it. He is more than willing to deliver

∟ Lost in Paradise || Summer Faerie au! || 

fluff, angst, smut
✿ The Summer Court is an eternal place of warmth and beauty. Deep within this court, past the grass and hills, lies a small cave full of flowers and fresh water. It is this cave, this paradise, which brings you and Yoongi together


∟ drops of the ocean || mermaid au!

→ fluff 
✿ Yoongi emits a sound of relief at the first touch of the ocean water against bare skin-at the first touch of home-and then he’s stepping forward, gliding through the waves with ease until he’s submerged waist deep


∟ Coming soon


∟ Cave Me In || 

romance, smut
✿ In the final hours before Jin leaves for tour, you decide to make love one last time

A Change in Season ||

fluff, angst
✿  Because with the turn of a new season comes change.


∟ Young Love || 

→ angst
✿ young love, young love it changes in a day || or it only takes ten seconds for Kim Seokjin to break your heart 

∟ Sunday Mornings || 

romance, smut
  ✿ The reasons you love Sunday Mornings


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FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 4 (march-april)

Perfect Storm by cherrystreet (80k) CHAPTERED 

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.   FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP WITH A TWIST

You Always Seem To Bring Me Light by sinisterist (18k) CHAPTERED

He jumps when he feels a hand stroking his hair lightly. “I love it like this,” Louis murmurs, reaching to tug a wayward curl.

“Love what like this?”

“Your hair.” Louis’ touch is hesitant, almost reverent, all trace of humour gone now. “When it’s still kind of damp but the ends are dry and curl up like corkscrews. It’s supposed to look gross but it doesn’t.” He pauses before continuing quietly. “Your curls are so lovely.”

Harry swallows. Louis is a hurricane, and amidst his whirlwind of emotions, he slowly says; deliberately says, “So are you.”

In a world where YouTuber baker Harry pines for the (inconveniently taken) Louis. In other words, another YouTuber AU.

Emperor’s New Clothes by sunsetmog (92k) CHAPTERED

The fact that Louis’s most precious belonging was a cat with a face like thunder and an uncanny ability to cover every single inch of Louis’s clothing with cat hair was something that Louis chose not to think about too much.

or: Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship. SECRET RELATIONSHIP

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Lust or Love |Chapter One: Hidden Truth| (Jin x Reader)

One| Two | Three

Summary: You were beautiful, kind, and just perfect for him. Only problem was you were his best friend’s’s girlfriend

Word Count: 4.1k 

Genre: Smut, Angst

A/n: This series will be two chapters long

Jin was not one to believe in love at first sight or in soulmates, but the minute he laid eyes on her. He knew he was fucked.

She was  untouchable and someone he should not even think about at night, but here he was with his hands down his sweatpants, panting out the name of a girl he knew will  never scream his name out, and a  girl who will never love him back.

He felt disgusted with himself as he felt his cum drip down his hand and the way he felt relief  after getting rid of his pent up sexual frustration by thinking of you.

Memories of the night before when your breast had accidentally brushed against his hard chest as you were trying to get through the chaotic crowds of the college parties. Memories of you wearing a tight dress that showed off your curves and charm of a woman, and the way your red lips would curve into a smirk whenever someone made a joke. When she smiled at him when he made a lame joke, and when she drag him around the party to look for Namjoon.

He wanted you more than anything, but you were with someone else.

And the worst thing about wanting you was the fact that you were his best friend’s girl.


“I know that I said that I would always choose friendship over love, but she’s different and this situation is different too.”

“You’re still breaking the bro code.”

Jin sighed as he signals the bartender, “One more shot, please.”

Taehyung frowns as he tells the bartender to stop giving Jin more drinks, but the bartender had already served Jin a Gin.

“I can’t believe you’re a meme in real life, you even order a drink that sounds like your name.”

“This coming from the boy that Jungkook uses for his memes in our group chats.”

Taehyung only glares at him, but takes away Jin’s shot.

“Don’t get drunk, hyung.”

“I need too.”

“No, you don’t. What if you get drunk and call Namjoon’s girlfriend?”

Jin grunts and hands over the drink to Taehyung who only slides it away from himself.

“You need to think rationally before you do something stupid.” Taehyung advices, Jin chuckles.

“You know in all my life, I knew you. It was always me telling you advice, not the other way around.” Taehyung rolls his eyes at Jin.

“Well, you’re not always making wise decisions yourself, hyung. Like for example, falling in love with your best friend’s girlfriend!” Taehyung shouts, the whole bar looks at Jin, in judgement and some even smirk. Jin only shrugs it off, not caring what others see him as.

“I thought your fuckboy days are over, besides you shouldn’t let Y/N come between you and hyung’s friendship.” Taehyung almost pleaded.

“First of all, my fuckboy days are over so fuck you. And also, I don’t how to say this any other way, but Namjoon’s days aren’t.” Taehyung gasped.

“What do you m-mean?”

Jin sighs, as he grabs the glass of Gin, Taehyung lets him this time. He takes a huge gulp before setting the glass down.

“Namjoon is cheating on Y/N.” Taehyung’s mouth fell open and this time it was him taking a swig of Gin. After swallowing his drink, Taehyung narrow his eyes at Jin.

“Are you sure?”

Jin nodded.

“I caught him in the act, boy was balls deep in the girl.” Taehyung stared at Jin, in disgust, not use to Jin’s vulgar language.

“I was going to tell Y/N, but when she came over to my place to help plan Namjoon’s birthday party with a bright smile on her face… I couldn’t tell her. She was too happy, and I couldn’t break her heart like that. I want her to smile even if I’m not the reason.”

Taehyung smiled sweetly at Jin before scowling, as he remembered the situation they both were in, “Wow, you really do like her.”

“No shit.”


Jin officially met you at a party in his senior year, but before he met you Namjoon gushed over you. Namjoon and you were Juniors when the both of you hooked up. At first, it was supposed to be a one-time fling as Namjoon puts it, but soon enough Namjoon fell for you.

“She’s beautiful, kind, and very smart. Last night, we talked until 3 in the morning, our talks were so meaningful and deep that she made me cry. The way she speaks is so beautiful and the way she seems to understand me so perfectly makes me so happy.”

Jin stared at Namjoon, shocked that a girl made Namjoon cried, usually it was the other way around.

“I told her about the shit I went through and all my insecurities and deep thoughts. Even though, she didn’t’ talk a lot she still listened and accepted me, and that’s all that mattered. As I met up with her more, I learned more about her and her hobbies. We’re so similar, hyung… And I think I love her.”  Jin gaped at Namjoon, who was smiling like a lovesick fool, but after seeing how sincere Namjoon’s love for her, Jin smiled.

“After the first night we slept together, I had no intentions of staying with her and I was going to leave first thing in the morning, but she woke up before me. She smiled at me and asked if I would like to eat pancakes with me and I was going to say no, but when she smiled at me, I felt like I was staring at a real-life angel so naturally I couldn’t say no. One date lead to another and well here I am talking about her to you… I really love her, hyung… I think I want her to be the one.” Jin was happy for Namjoon, after years of watching Namjoon break hearts it was refreshing to see him finally cherish one.

Jin was no better by any means, but he quit messing with girl’s heart after his sophomore year when an upperclassmen had broke his. He had learned his lesson and he had hoped that you changed Namjoon for the better as well…. But you didn’t.


“When exactly did you fall in love with her?” Taehyung asked, as he drank a glass of water.

“Remember that party that Hoseok threw when I graduated?”

Taehyung nodded, as memories flashed through his head.

“It was the best party ever! Even though, I don’t remember half of it.”

Jin shook his head in amusement, as he reminisces the day he fell for you.

Dancing, sweaty bodies were moving their hips in the living room, couples tongue-locking in the hallways, and drunk freshman were puking out in the hedges.

The party was a success.

And Jin was having a great time, dancing with the girls and drinking with his friends. It was going well, but there was one person missing, Namjoon.

Jin was about to call him when he sees Namjoon making his way towards Jin. Namjoon was holding a girl’s hand and Jin didn’t pay any mind to her until Namjoon said her name.

“This is Y/N L/N… She’s my beautiful girlfriend.” As Jin finally met her eyes, he felt himself get pulled into a trance by her lovely shades of e/c. And when she smiled, it was like someone had punched him into a daze. Her red lips were curving into a flawless smile that he would later cherished and try to work hard to see it.

His eyes scanned your body from head to toes, you had a beautiful body as well and if it weren’t for the fact that Namjoon was holding your hand or getting annoyed by Jin obviously checking out his girlfriend, he would’ve asked you out on a date.

Jin smiled as he finally gets out of his trance, “My name is Kim Seokjin, but you can call me Jin.”

You smile at him and stared at Namjoon lovingly, “Joonie has told me soo much about you.” You giggled.

If he thought your smile was breathtaking, your giggles had taken his soul to heaven.

“You have a lovely laugh.” Jin accidentally slips out, you stared at him in shock before smiling again.

“Thank you, I also like your smile.” Namjoon’s grip on your hand tighten, before he gave Jin a mild look. Jin catches on and gives you both one last smile.

“It was nice meeting you.” He then walks away.

At the time, Jin didn’t know he had fallen for you. He simply thought that you were incredibly attractive, however it wasn’t until Namjoon brought you along to hang out with his friends a lot more that he realized he wanted to get to know you better.

He wanted to be with you, even if it meant stealing you away from Namjoon. And that thought frightened him and because of those thoughts he avoided you.

To his advantage yet disappointment, you hadn’t noticed him avoiding you.


“You fell in love at first sight.” Taehyung plainly stated. “Are you sure you’re not just horny for her?”

Jin glared at Taehyung’s blunt accusation, but continued talking, “It could’ve been anyone, but it had to be her.” Jin moaned out as he rubbed his face with his hands tiredly.

“Have you tried getting over her?”

Jin pulls his hands away from his face to glare at Taehyung once again. Boy keeps asking some dumb ass questions.

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask the ten women I dated and slept with, in hopes of forgetting about her.”

Taehyung gaped.

“You slept with ten women!?”

Jin nodded, as he started fishing out his money from his wallet.

“And you didn’t feel a thing for them?”

Jin nodded again, as he placed the money on the bar and started to walk away, Taehyung quickly slams down his money on the counter and followed Jin out the street.

“I tried, I really did.”

“You’re telling me you been in love with Y/N for three years and never moved on?!”

“Yes, Taehyung… That’s what happens when you fall in love with someone and if you weren’t thinking with your dick all the time, then you would’ve experienced the same thing.”

Taehyung snorted.

“No way in hell am I falling in love again, especially not after Yumi.”

The boys fell silent as they remembered Taehyung’s ex-girlfriend, she not only lied to him but cheated on him multiple times and stole his money.

“You’ll meet the right one, one day.”

Jin says as he placed his arm over Taehyung’s shoulders, Taehyung only snorts.

“Yeah, hopefully it’s not my best friend’s girlfriend, either.” Taehyung teased.

Jin laughs as he punched Taehyung’s arm, “Fuck you.”


Namjoon changed, you didn’t know what was the cause or why he was acting so differently.

He used to be sweet, caring, and loving. If anything, he was the clingy one in the relationship, but now it feels as though he wanted nothing to do with you anymore. He wouldn’t hold your hand, kiss you, or cuddle with you at night. And at first, you tried to be understanding, but now whenever you try to make plans with him he always makes up an excuse.

Whenever you had a hard day and tried to vent to him, he only stared at his phone, ignoring you. You were so frustrated by his lack of love and apathetic attitude, you decided you wanted to find out why.

If he won’t tell me why, then there’s only one way to find out.


After packing your bags and reserving a room at the hotel, you had set your plan in motion. All you had to do now was wait. As you walked into the living room, you notice Namjoon sitting on the couch texting. You walked towards the door with luggage, hoping to catch his attention, but failed. You sighed.

“I’m going to leave Korea for a week for business, but I’ll be back on Monday.” Namjoon’s eyes moved towards you before nodding.

As you left the apartment, you texted the one person that helped you feel better.

Jin grimaces as he remembers the exact moment that Namjoon fell out of the love with you.

“She bores me now, and lately she’s been more clingy.”

Jin scowled as Namjoon sat lazily in front of him. The light was dim and the air was heavy with smoke and tension. Namjoon drinks a shot of soju quickly before sighing.

“She used to be so interesting, but now she’s predictable and plain.”

Jin bit the inside of his cheek as he fought back the urge to yank his best friend by the collar.

“I just don’t love her.” Namjoon finally stated as he finished the last shot of soju.

Jin quickly gulps down his drink as he forced himself  to calm down.

“I think I’m going to break up with her.”

Jin’s fist clenched and he felt his teeth bare, his eyes narrow down at an unsuspecting Namjoon, who had his eyes close as he tried to calm himself as well. When Namjoon quickly opens his eyes, Jin changed his expression, trying to play off as calm and rational, but in the inside he was already beating the shit out of Namjoon.

Why do I care? Jin thought angrily.

She’s my friend, but I’m closer to Namjoon… Either way, it’s not right to talk shit about someone who’s in love with you.

“Are you sure?” Jin asked, through gritted teeth.


Jin sighed, as he waits to hear you explain the situation.

Jin’s hands shook as he read your messages. His heart broke for you as you pour your heart out to him.

How can he tell you the truth when you were so happy with Namjoon?

Jin bit his lip as he typed a response that he will soon regret typing out.

Jin turned his phone off as he laid down on his bed, cursing at the ceiling.

He had just made a grave mistake.


Maybe, I should believe Jin. After all, no one knows Namjoon more than Jin.

Y/n started packing her things back inside her luggage, chuckling at how foolish she was for trying to create a plan to catch Namjoon cheating.

For all she knew, he was probably snoring on the couch with his mouth open. Y/N chuckled at the thought.

Maybe, I was wrong for suspecting him.

She wanted to trust Namjoon, but for some reason she felt something in her gut warning her.


It was two in the morning when Y/N came home, she unlocked the door and placed her luggage near a wall. She smiled brightly as she realized her house was quiet and still in place.

Namjoon didn’t burn the house down and he’s probably still sleeping. However, it wasn’t until you were taking your shoes off that you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Next to Namjoon’s red converse were black high heels that certainly weren’t yours.

You bit your lip nervously as you walked near your bedroom, you prayed that it was just Namjoon sleeping in your covers peacefully.

You tiptoed quietly as to not wake Namjoon, you slowly open the door with a smile until you saw two lumps in your bed.

Reality crash down on you as your smile slip off your lips and your chest ached physically. You turn on the lights and bang on the wall, jolting Namjoon and the woman next to him sleeping.

Namjoon’s groggy eyes widen at the sight of your devastated form. Namjoon felt his chest sinking as you stared at the woman with dyed blonde hair sitting next to him, naked.

The woman quickly covers her torso before slapping Namjoon’s face.

“You had a girlfriend!?” Namjoon only stared at you the whole time, as the blonde quickly dresses.

The blonde girl stared at you with a crestfallen look on her face, as she bowed deeply at you.

“Please forgive me, I had no clue he had a girlfriend.”

But at that moment, you didn’t even register her presence, she was background noise. Her hurried footsteps filled the painful silence and tension in the room. And just as she slam the door close, you finally snapped out of your heartbroken trance. You grab your purse and started to leave, snapping Namjoon out of his trance finally.

Namjoon quickly grabs his boxers and pants before following you out the front entrance. As you opened the door to leave, he slams it shut and trapped you with his hands against the door and you in front of him. You only kept silent as you refused to look at him out of sheer anger and disgust.

“Y/n, talk to me.”

You only kept quiet as you tried to open the door, but his bulging muscles only kept it shut.

“I’m sorry.”

You only scoffed, and as you struggled to open the door, he quickly pulls you in for a hug.

“Don’t leave me.” He whimpers out.

You swallowed nervously as you felt your chest tighten from the pain he was giving you.

“Let me go.”

“I love you.” You gasped, and you felt his arm tighten around you as you stopped struggling against him.

“I love you and I’m sorry I took you for granted. I didn’t realize how much I loved you until now.”

You bit your lip and tried to fight off the tears forming in your eyes.

“I can’t, Namjoon.”

“You can’t what?”

“I can’t be with you anymore so let me go. We both know, we’re not happy with each other anymore.”

“That’s not true.”

You scoffed and felt a bitter chuckle force itself out of your lips.

“Yes it is, otherwise you wouldn’t have cheated on me.”

Namjoon fell silent as his grip loosen, you were going to tear his arms off of you when you felt something warm and moist fall on your shoulder. You froze as you felt Namjoon press himself against your back, trembling.

“It won’t happen again.”

“It’s too late , Namjoon. I don’t want to be with you anymore because we’re not in love like we used to be.”

Namjoon’s arms fell to their sides at this point, and you force yourself to look him in the eyes.

“You’re not happy with me anymore and I can’t love you anymore because you hurt me, Namjoon. I have to think of my happiness. And I’m sick and tired of being the only one to save this relationship even when it’s falling apart so quickly.”

Namjoon’s heart broke to million pieces as he watched you grab your luggage and head towards the door.

You stared at him one last time with a sad smile, “It’s over. Tomorrow, I want you and your things gone from my apartment.”

Namjoon’s eyes widen as he watched you leave through the door. He felt his knees give out as he had realized his biggest mistake.

He had let the girl who would love him despite his flaws and past go. And because of what he done to her, she will never love him again.


It was four in the morning when Jin opened the door to see a red-eyed you standing in front of him.

He gaped at your disheveled form before stepping aside to let you in.


You spun around to glare at him, “Why did you lie to me?” Your voice was husky from an hour of crying.

“What are you talking about?”

“He fucking cheated on me, and you fucking knew this whole time.”

Jin’s mouth fell at the sudden confrontation before closing it back up.

“You’re right…”


Jin stared at you as tears slip down your face, he felt his chest ache at the sight. Out of all the things he hated, seeing you cry was the thing he hated most.

“I thought we were close enough to trust each other, Jin… Was it because Namjoon is your best friend?”

Jin sighed as he rubbed his eyes, he tried to ignore the pain filling his heart each second his eyes met yours.

“No, It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“It’s none of my business. Yeah, the both of you are my friends, but I have no right or say in your relationship with him. It’s not my place to tell you that Namjoon was cheating on you.” Jin confessed, feeling frustrated.

“You should’ve least told me, instead of lying to me. I wasted my time and energy in trying to save that hopeless relationship! He broke my heart! I wished you had told me, but now I’m standing in front of you at four in the morning yelling at you instead!”

Jin stared at the ground, as you ranted.

“I’m not mad that you didn’t tell me, Jin. I’m mad because you lied to me! Shit, if you didn’t want to tell me at least say that it’s not your place to say so.”

“Well, what am I supposed to tell you when you were so fucking happy?! How am I supposed to tell the girl that I love more than anything that my best friend is cheating on her?! How am I supposed to tell my best friend that the girl whose happiness is my source of happiness deserves more?! How am I supposed to help you both without letting my personal feelings get in the way?! Or when I have no right to interfere with your relationship?”

Your mouth parted as Jin had confessed to you.

“You want to know why I lied to you?” You nodded, quietly, too shocked to argue back.

“I lied because I was hoping that maybe Namjoon would get his shit together and make you happy. I was a fucking idiot to lie to you, I should’ve told you the truth so you would’ve been spared the heartache, but I thought lying to you would save you both, but I was wrong. Now, you’re crying and Namjoon is probably cursing at himself for letting someone like you go. So, I lied because I thought I was protecting you both. It was wrong of me, but I just wanted you both to be happy.” Jin broke down into tears himself, as the guilt swallowed him up.

You walked towards and without warning wrap your arms around him, he stiffen as you spoke, “I’m sorry, Jin. It’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have put you on the spot… You shouldn’t have been dragged into this mess. I’m so sorry so please don’t cry. It’s not your fault, I should’ve found out myself. I was angry and sad, but that’s no reason to take it out on you. I’m sorry. Anyone would’ve done the same if they thought they would be protecting their friends.”

“Yeah, but I lied for Namjoon about him loving you.”

“You weren’t wrong, though…” Jin fell silent as he stared at you.

“However, he realized it too late.” Jin hugged you tightly as you wept against his hard chest. After a couple of minutes of crying, he wiped your tears away and stared into your redden eyes. You placed your cheek on his chest again as you felt warmth wash over you as his embrace was comforting.

“Thank you for always being there for me when he wasn’t.” You mumbled against him, thinking that he hadn’t heard a word, but he had heard everything.

“I would do anything for you.” He whispered back. You fell asleep on his chest with a smile and as he carried you back to his room, he couldn’t help but hope you would find happiness again even if it wasn’t from him. As you slept quietly on his bed, Jin slept on the couch hoping and praying to whatever entity that you would be at peace again. With a sad smile on his face, Jin fell into a peaceful slumber.


When Jin woke up it was noon, and as he got up from the couch he went to search for you. But, you were nowhere to be seen inside his home. He panicked until he saw your note on the kitchen counter.

Thank you for everything, Jin. I hope we see each other in the next life. Don’t worry about me and don’t look for me. By the time, you read this letter I will be on an airplane out of Korea.

Jin’s hands shook as he read the letter, he sat down on the couch as he felt harsh reality smack him in the face. You had left without saying goodbye properly and there was a high chance that he would never see you again.

As Jin’s tears slid down his face, he couldn’t help but wish the best for you and to see you again even if it were for a second.

Jin felt despair as he felt he would never see you again, but truth be told the both of you will have a fateful reunion two years later.

Would you believe me (Taeyong Smut)

Originally posted by taeten-s

You were at a small get together at Taeyong’s place with your boyfriend, Jaehyun. You were seated on the couch next to Jaehyun while Taeyong was seated on one of the chairs adjacent to the couch. Due to the amount of drinking Jaehyun was doing, he was constantly needing to excuse himself to the restroom, leaving you and Taeyong alone.

“You look beautiful tonight, Y/N,” Taeyong shyly complimented while playing with his glass of wine.

You held his gaze for a brief second before turning away. A deep scarlet shade ran across your cheeks as you murmured a small thank you. A moment of silence passed before Taeyong managed to catch you off guard with a seemingly forbidden question.

“Do you love Jaehyun, Y/N?” 

You processed his question, your mind an entangled state, before meeting his eyes. Those dark, intimidating eyes cautiously watched your deer in the headlights expression before breaking into a smile. 

“I asked because he told me he barely mustered up the courage to tell you he loved you.”

You let out your breath, unaware you had kept it in all this time, then you smiled and nodded, remembering the occurrence.

Although you and Jaehyun had been dating for over a year now and were regularly sleeping with each other, the two of you were not in the I love you stage yet. However, on the night of your birthday, while laying in bed fucked out and exhausted from the five rounds of sex Jaehyun had insisted on, he breathed out a sweet I love you.

You remembered you hadn’t yet answered Taeyong’s question and redirected your attention to him.

“Yes, of course I love him.” 

He smirked and looked up as Jaehyun approached the two of you. Taeyong quickly brought up Jaehyun’s new job when Jaehyun asked what you were conversing about.

It was getting late and you wanted to go home already but Jaehyun was too drunk to drive and you weren’t exactly sober. Taeyong offered the two of you to stay the night, and you reluctantly agreed as Jaehyun was already passed out on the couch. Taeyong showed you to the guest room and was nice enough to lend you some of his clothes to sleep in since your dress wasn’t exactly the most comfortable. You quickly threw on the pair of clothing and got into the bed ready to rest, giving Jaehyun no second thoughts.

You woke up a few hours later needing to go to the restroom. Quietly, you made your way down the hall looking for the restroom but slowed down when you heard muffled noises coming from the door at the end of the hall. You grew concerned, maybe Taeyong wasn’t feeling well. Since the door wasn’t completely closed, you peered through the small space and were in utter shock with the scene that was laid out before you. A gasp unwillingly left your mouth. Taeyong’s eyes shot up as you tried to move away from the door. Taeyong swiftly stepped out of his room and eyed you coldly. You attempted to explain to Taeyong how you ended up in front of his bedroom door. 

“I- uh… I was looking for the restroom and I heard something and I thought you weren’t feeling well so I was going to check on you but…” 

He crossed his arms and smirked down at you. 

“Since you distracted me and I wasn’t able to get off, why don’t you suck me off instead?” 

Your eyes went wide with his suggestion and you hurriedly retreated back to the guest room before you screamed at him for being extremely inappropriate and thinking with his dick. He grabbed your wrist before you were able to make it into the room and forced you to look at him.


“Why the fuck would you suggest something like that? I’m your best friend’s girlfriend. What the fuck kind of friend are you, Taeyong?” 

You glared at him angrily, seconds away from screaming your head off. He hurriedly apologized and thought it was best to not say anything to further aggravate you. He left and you went to sleep seething with rage.

The next morning, you woke up at the crack of dawn and immediately changed back into your dress. Luckily, no one seemed to be awake. You made your way to the couch Jaehyun was sleeping on, careful not to make any noise. You didn’t want to face an uncomfortable situation so early in the morning. Gently, you shook Jaehyun awake and told him you needed to go home because you were going to meet your mother for breakfast. He nodded half-asleep still and drove the two of you home.

It’s been two days since the incident with Taeyong and you decided it was best to keep it from Jaehyun. As you were waiting for Jaehyun to get home from work, your phone notified you of a message. You instantly checked to see if it was from Jaehyun. 

Fuck. It was from Taeyong.

Taeyong: “Hey, I wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t realize what I was saying that night.”

You debated on whether you should reply or not. He had had more than a few drinks that night, after all.

You: “It’s okay. You were drunk.”

Taeyong: “Ha, yeah. Probably. Y/N, I don’t want you to stop talking to me because of what I said. I was thinking with my dick and how hot you looked in my clothes wasn’t helping at all.“

You: “That was last part was totally unnecessary, Taeyong”

You: “but I won’t stop talking to you.”

You reassured him of your friendship and how it wasn’t going to change over something that had slipped past his lips. You understood the reason as to why he insisted on staying on good terms. Taeyong and you went way back; you had met him before you had even met Jaehyun.

Three years ago, you used to frequent this small restaurant every Friday night to sort of destress from college and eat good food. Every night, without fail, you had observed a winsome, white-haired teenage boy sitting at a table in the left corner of the restaurant. You both noticed each other as weeks passed, sharing small glances every now and then. After two months of frequenting the restaurant at the same time, the boy decided to introduce himself. As he walked towards your table, you noted his hair was now dyed a lavender tone and his amazing facial structure, one that you could goggle at for days. 

“Hi,” he spoke, his voice raspy in texture. 

You quickly swallowed down the fry you were chewing on.

“Hi,” you greeted, your full attention now on him.  

“Can I join you? You seem lonely and I kind of feel lonely.” 

That was the beginning of your beautiful friendship.

Weeks passed and you were rummaging through your closet for a nice outfit to wear to surprise Jaehyun at his new job. After a good half hour of searching, you finally settled for a rose pink long-sleeve laced dress and black velvet heels. He loved it when you wore heels, it made kissing you much easier. 

You drove to his job and parked your car in the company’s parking garage. You were beyond nervous. This was the first time visiting him at his workplace and you hoped he wasn’t too busy to spare you a couple of minutes.

The elevator ride up to the eleventh floor felt like an eternity. As the elevator doors opened, you were welcomed with toffee-colored walls and an extensive reception desk where a young woman kindly greeted you. You informed the receptionist you were here to see Jaehyun, and she escorted you to his office. 

You didn’t even consider knocking before opening the door, which you later regretted. You were completely taken aback by the whole scene. Jaehyun was shirtless and had his pants pulled down to his knees while a blonde kneeled just to the front of him. She had his dick halfway into her mouth when he turned to look at whoever had interrupted their fun time. When his eyes finally focused on you, his eyes went wide.

“So this is what you do at work, huh?” you choked, on the verge of tears.

You backed out of the room and slammed the door shut. You trudged to the elevator and repeatedly pressed the down call button. You felt your chest tighten and your eyes water as you waited for the elevator doors to open. You made it your mission to be out of the building and in your car before allowing yourself to shed any tears. As soon as you closed the door of your car, tears streamed down your cheeks. You hurriedly wiped the tears away and sped away from the parking lot. 

How could he betray your trust like that? He had told you he loved you. Did that have no meaning? 

You needed to talk to someone immediately. Your best friend was out of town and you surely didn’t want to ruin her vacation, so you decided to contact the next best person to talk to, Taeyong. 

Messages poured in from Jaehyun trying to explain and attempting to locate you in order to set this right. You ignored them all and stopped at a gas station to message Taeyong.

You: “Tae, are you busy right now?”

What seemed like a lifetime, but was really only two minutes, passed when your phone screen lit up.

Taeyong: “No, why? Do you need me?”

You: “Are you home?”

Taeyong: “Yes, I’ll be here. Is something wrong, Y/N?”

You didn’t answer. You desperately needed his presence to comfort you. You backed up from the parking space and made your way to Taeyong’s home. On your way there, you almost hit the car in front of you and ran a red light, but you managed to arrive in one piece.

You stopped crying and exited your car. You didn’t even bother trying to fix yourself to at least look presentable. You were aware of the mascara running down your face and the puffiness of your eyes, but your heart was torn and the only thing playing in your mind like a broken record was the scene you had witnessed moments ago. 

You rang the doorbell one too many times before a disheveled Taeyong opened the door. His now black hair was matted and his clothes unkempt. He must’ve just woken up. 

“What the fuck happened to you, Y/N!” Taeyong demanded, rather than questioned. His eyes scanning your face first for any bruises or marks.

“Jaehyun cheated on me.” 

The words pulled at your heartstrings and you felt a lump in your throat. You could no longer hold it in and began to bawl like a child, covering your face so Taeyong wouldn’t see how ugly you looked while crying. You felt a slight tug on your sleeve as he pulled you into his home, closing the door behind you. You felt his clothed arms enclose you and his hand begin to lightly massage the small of your back in a brisk attempt to comfort you. 

“Cry your heart out, princess.” 

He hadn’t called you princess since you started dating Jaehyun. Although the pet name brought back memories, thoughts of Jaehyun resurfaced and you began to sob even harder. 

You cried for what seemed like hours, all while Taeyong held you in the folds of his arms. You were all out of tears and resorted to sniffling. You didn’t want to leave the warmth of Taeyong’s embrace. He noticed you had ceased crying and asked you if you were feeling better. You looked up at him and nodded. He released you and smiled at you. You immediately regretted it because he let his arms fall to his sides. You still desperately needed to feel his arms around you.

“I should have never introduced you to Jaehyun. He never deserved to have you in the first place, Y/N.” 

Your glazed eyes followed his dark, doe eyes. 

“Y/N, can I kiss you?”

You don’t know what came over you and without giving it much thought, you leaned forward and pressed your needy lips onto his. At first, he seemed quite surprised but quickly complied and started to lean more into the kiss. His tongue begged for more than just your lips and you submitted to him completely. His tongue played with yours as his hands began to roam your body. He got a tight hold of your thighs and pulled you onto his lap; you felt his length hard underneath you. He carefully slid your dress up and momentarily detached his lips from yours to take off his shirt. You slid your dress over your head and threw it to the side. Your lips collided once more. You ran your fingers through his tangled hair as he held your waist and began to grind his hard member onto the thin fabric of your underwear. A small moan escaped your lips. You needed him inside of you.

Fuck me, Taeyong,” you begged, meeting his eyes and grinding onto his clothed cock even harder.

“I want to baby girl, but first I want to taste you.” 

With that, he lifted you from his lap and laid on his back. He gestured for you to get on top of him. You faltered over to where his face was, uneasy about having your crotch hover over Taeyong’s face. He hastily clutched your hips and positioned you, your thighs on either side of his face. He moved your panties to the side and started laying soft kisses on your inner thighs then moved to your intimate area. As you felt his tongue slide over your heat then into you, you let out a muffled moan. 

“Don’t hold back, princess.” 

Instantly, he pushed his tongue further into you and dug his fingers into the soft skin of your thighs to bring you closer to him. His warm, wet tongue made fast circular motions inside of you. Slowly, he eased his finger into you, your soaked heat aiding the entrance of a second finger shortly after. Your head fell back as your lusty, continuous moans began to fill the vast living room. His hot breath against your pussy only nearing you to your release. 

You were on the verge of cumming as you steadily grinded your lower lips on his face and tongue. However, before you could reach your high, he lifted you up from his face and commanded you to lay down. He swiftly removed his pants along with his boxers, his cock springing out. Surely, he was bigger than Jaehyun. Teasingly, he pulled down your panties with his teeth at an excruciatingly slow speed, his eyes firmly locked on yours. He positioned himself over you and began to place wet kisses along your neck and breasts, your breath hitching every time he nipped. You were growing impatient, so you began to stroke his erect member.

“Eager, are we?” he smirked and began massaging your throbbing heat.

“Yes. I’m begging you. Please fuck me now, Lee Taeyong.” 

He took his cock in hands and began to slide himself into you, slowly and painfully. His pace started slow, allowing you to adjust to his size. He steadily pounded into you once he knew you were no longer uncomfortable, his thrusts vigorous and precise.

“You feel so fucking good, baby girl,” he breathed shallowly, his hands clutching onto your hips to keep them in place.

The knot in the pit of your stomach grew and tightened then all at once, it uncoiled. Just as you had orgasmed around his length, you felt yourself being filled with his warm seed. 

After a couple of seconds of heavy breathing and intimate eye contact, Taeyong pulled out from you and laid down next to you. He cuddled you into the folds of his arms and kissed your forehead gently. You meet his pleased expression and smiled at him tiredly.


“Yes?” you responded.

“Would you believe me if I said I’m in love?”

Withered Red Rose

Genre: Angst, and if you squint, fluff

Pairing: Park Jinyoung X Reader

Warning/s: Childhood love ahead

A/N: Hello, everyone. I’m back! Anyway, this isn’t what I intended to post, but I just had to. This is actually based on my own life story. Enjoy!

P.S.: I love Chichyu okay.

Originally posted by jypnior

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two birds, one stone

char is a goddess, and it is still her birthday (thank u time difference)

airport au, based on this, but not 100% similar. enjoy :)

“Yeah, dad, it’s only a short delay, I should be arriving at 7 or so,” Stiles said, tucking the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he scoured the crowded airport for a free outlet. “No, dad, you don’t need to pick me up, I can catch a cab home, I’ll be fine.”

“You think I’d let my only son take a cab home after I haven’t seen him for a year?” his dad’s tinny voice rang out sharply over the line, and Stiles smiled fondly. “I don’t know who you’ve been hanging around with, son, but I’m picking you up, and that’s the end of that. I even made sure they gave me the night off.”

“That’s great dad,” Stiles told him honestly, before his eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of a free outlet next to… was that Derek Hale? “I’ll see you tonight,” he blurted out, heading over to get a closer look at the sleeping guy. “Holy shit.”

“Language,” the Sheriff reprimanded, and Stiles winced.

“Sorry, dad. I gotta go, ‘kay? Love you,” he said absently, settling his backpack down onto the ground and unslinging his messenger bag from his shoulders, cursing silently when the strap got tangled in his earphones.

“Yeah, love you too, kid. Have a safe trip.”

At the sound of the click, Stiles ripped his earbuds out and fumbled to untangle them when his bag’s strap slid a few inches in his grasp, knocking against Derek’s bent knees. “Shit,” he breathed out, eyes wide and horrified. He waited for a few moments, unmoving, before letting out a relieved breath when Derek didn’t wake. He folded himself down a few steps away, cursing the fact that he had left his extension cord back in Beacon Hills, and his charger was unfortunately short, rendering him incapable of moving further out and admiring Derek from after, like he used to.

He let out a sigh at the thought of his first few years of high school. Derek had been the basketball team captain, two years older than Stiles, and the only reason he hadn’t tried out for the team was the burning fear that he’d trip Derek up by accident during the tryouts and spend the rest of his high school career eating his lunch next to the dumpsters. Sarcastic and terrifying tended to be Stiles’ type, evidenced by one Lydia Martin and Derek himself.

Although, looking down at Derek now, his lashes dark smudges against his cheeks and his mouth shut in a little pout looking all sleepy and adorable, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell that Derek had allegedly got the 6’6” football quarterback to cry and apologize to Jessica Rawlings, a girl in Stiles’ year. Last he heard, Derek had gone off to the East Coast for college, following the footsteps of all his older siblings.

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Who’s Your Daddy?

Request: Can I have a daddy kink Gerard?

(WARNING: Daddy Kink)

“Hey Y/n!” Frankie slurred when he answered the door, the crown on his head crooked.

“Already wasted Frankie? It’s only 10,” I giggled as I stepped inside his house. People were crammed everywhere and birthday decorations hung loosely from the ceiling. His house was already a mess and the party just started. Usually, it sucked to have your birthday on a holiday, but Frank made the most of it and through a big Halloween birthday party every year. Since it was our senior year, he said this was going to be the best one, one last hurrah before we graduate. I heard an explosion in the distance, followed by some eager cheering.

“I bought fireworks,” he explained, stumbling towards me. 

“What are you suppose to be?” I asked, gesturing to the smeared white paint all over his face.

“You can’t tell? Well, I was a skeleton, but Pete said I should wear this birthday crown, so now i’m like the Skeleton King! I see you went with my idea to be an angel, looks pretty sexy.”

“Yep, I did this all for you birthday boy,” I laughed, rolling my eyes at his crude smirk.

“Fuck off Y/n. Okay, I gotta go be a good host and light some Roman Candles. You know where everything is, mi casa es tu casa.” He grinned before downing his drink and heading towards the back yard. I weaved through the crowd to get to the kitchen, reading to start the night off with a shot. I was pouring a drink when a hand rested next to mine on the table. I recognized the large hand and slim fingers immediately.

“You look gorgeous tonight,” the raspy voice purred into my ear, tickling the shell of my ear.

“Hello Gerard, long time no see,” I said curtly, pushing his other hand off my waist and grabbing my drink. “What have you been up to?”

“Missing your body, you?”

“College shit,” I said casually, turning around to face him. His costume was plain, black skinny jeans and shirt, red leather jacket, and devil horns popping out his blazing red hair. He smirked when I faced him, putting both of his hands o either side of me on the counter and leaning over me.

“What a coincidence, an angel and a demon.”

“It suits you,” I sassed, watching him pull his bottom lip between his teeth as I took a sip from the plastic cup.

“Still as feisty as ever, I’ve always liked that about you. Wanna dance?” I thought about it, already guessing how this night was gonna end. Fuck it, I was here to have fun. Besides, Gerard was always a good lay.

“Sure, just keep your hands to yourself,’ I laughed, winking before grabbing his hand and leading him into the living room. I squeaked in surprise when his hand slapped my ass, his smirk widening when I glared at him.

“Sorry, it slipped.”

Dancing drunk was never a good idea. As if the atmosphere wasn’t sexual enough, now we’re here grinding our crotches together. Gerard’s hands rubbed circles into my waist as I grinded into him, hearing him brunt and groan into my ear. I sucked in a breath when I felt his lips move down to my neck, probably leaving marks from how harsh he was sucking. I wrapped my arms around his neck, toying with the red locks at the nape of his neck. His hands roam all over my  frame. His hands moved down to my ass, gripping hard and pushing me closer to him. We still had our clothes on and I am wild to have them off. I looked up at him, biting his bottom lip. He groaned in response, pulling me off of him. “Do you wanna go somewhere private?” He growled into my ear, already knowing the answer. I nodded, letting him lead me upstairs. Hopefully all the rooms weren’t occupied. I could hear muffled moans from almost every room as we walked down the hall. Gerard went straight to Frank’s room. He pulled his keys from his pocket, finally finding the right one and unlocking Frank’s door.

“You have a key to his door?”

“Yeah, I usually crash in here after these parties because my parents would kill me if I came back drunk, so Frank gave me a key.”

“Does Frank know you bring girls in here?” I smirked, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him into my chest.

“No, but he would understand. Best friends help each other get laid.” I laughed, trying to pull his jacket off. He shrugged off the leather jacket, tossing it towards Frank’s closet. I gripped the hem of his shirt, pulling it off his head and giggling when it got caught on his horns. “Hey, i’m not gonna be the only one naked here,” he huffed, trying to pull my shirt off. “God, I would love to fuck you with these on,” he growled, gesturing to the wings on my back.

“They’ll get in the way,” I argued, I was not in the mood to try to work around my costume, I just wanted him hard and fast. He nodded, sliding the wing straps down my arms. He went in for my chest, spreading kisses over my collarbones and above my breasts. His fondness is so soft and careful it made me whimper his name and my underwear damp. He pecks the spot where the bra pads met, in-between my breasts. I shudder as his hands lightly skim behind my back, slowly unclasping my black lace bra. The clothing loosens and he removes it from me. Gerard sighed fondly, staring at the sight of my breasts before leaning in to kiss and lick around it. I weaken above him, arching my back against his soft moving lips and slick tongue. I held his shoulder and hair for stability. “Fuck” My eyes flutter shut as his tongue swirls circles around my subtle, hard nipple. His lips wraps around it, softy nibbling. I hiss as his teeth lightly tap the nub, my need for him only growing.

“Gee…” I moan and tilt my head down to nibble and kiss his ear. He continues dotting kisses on my bare chest. 

“Call me daddy,” he mumbled, sinking his teeth back onto my skin.

“D-Daddy” I purred to his ear, wedging my hands in between us to undo his jeans. His breathing is wild, eyes growing darker at the new nickname. “I’m so wet for you…” I rasp into his earn palming his erection boxers. His hand rest on my jean-covered thighs. I release his cock from underneath, making snap up against his pale chest.  “You’re so big…” I say in awe, his length always seeming bigger and bigger.

“All for you kitten,” he growled, crushing his lips against mine. The kiss was angry, teeth grinding together. He bit and nipped at my lips sucking onto my tongue. I rubbed his tip with my index finger, feeling him shudder against me. His swollen lips parted in a raspy moan, pupils blown out. I smirked at how vulnerable he looked, I was use to the other way around with him. I closed my hand around his shaft, pumping him slowly. “So good baby…always such a good girl for daddy,” he groaned, reattaching our lips. He moans and whimpers against my lips when I speed up my hand. “Fuck…shit you’re still good at this,” he growls, removing my hand and pinning me to the bed. He worked on the buttons on my shorts, yanking them and my underwear down in one swift motion. “So wet for me…” He smiles smugly and rubs his fingers over my bundle of nerves. I watch him bring his fingers to his lips, sucking and cleaning them. I whine in need, trying to avoid begging for him.


“Yes sugar?”

“Please stop teasing.”

“Use your words kitten, tell me what you want with those pretty little lips.”

“Please fuck me,” I whimpered, stroking him. He hissed at the contact, knees buckling.

“I wanna fuck you so bad…” Gerard growls through gritted teeth. His dark eyes pierces through mine in a deep gaze. He was still wearing his devil horns, oddly making him even more attractive. He strokes the head of his cock on my clit, drawing circles. I squirm and grip at his shoulder blades. My chest heaved rapidly, sucking at his collar bone.

“What do you want me to do baby girl? Want me to fuck you huh?” He says, voice husky.  His dirty talk drove me wild, making me weak in the knees.

“Yes daddy…” He smiles satisfied. He slowly pushes in but pulls away. I whine and see he is teasing. God, I hated him. “P-Please.” In an instant he slams inside without warning. I scream and grasp his back, caring less who hears down stairs. Gerard groaned in relief, pressing his body on mine and burying his face into my neck. The position felt so intimate that I remembered why I was okay with being his hook up.

“Fuck, you’re just as tight as I remember” He groans, voice cracking. I wrap my legs around his back, pulling him even deeper. I looked up at him through half lidded eyes. Everything about Gerard was gorgeous. His ever changing hair, pale skin, small teeth, cheeky smile, deep hazel eyes, full lips, toned chest, he always looked amazing. He looked even better now though, face flushed, sweaty, muscles clenching, his mouth slightly open in pleasure, furrowed eyebrows…he looked absolutely spent and I loved it. I moan every time he thrusts into me. Gerard’s groans are muffled next to my neck, his disheveled red hair tickling my neck. I fist his cherry mop, earning a moan from him. “Mm… fuck” He reels himself faster, skin slapping together. My legs tighten around him and I arch my back up into his chest, the pleasure amazing for him and me.

“Daddy, I’m close…” I cry out loud, noisily panting. He whimpers and painfully press his fingers down my hips. 

“Sh-Shit, baby come for Daddy,” he rasps into my ear, tying with my earlobe. The tip of his large, thick cock hits the spot again and again, bringing me closer to my edge. He definitely hasn’t lost his touch. My toes curl, nails scratching down his back and a high pitch yelp runs out my mouth.

“Daddy!” I scream out, followed by some incoherent moans and curse words as my vision blurs. I hear his raspy yell, stiffening as he filled me with his load.

“That was…fuck, that was amazing,” he smirks, laying his head down on my chest to stare up at me.

“Yes it was…” I say quietly, struggling to catch my breath. He gives my lips a gentle peck, caressing my cheek. I think this is what I missed the most about him. Gerard was a great fuck, but he understood how nice it felt to be cuddled after hard sex. I groan when I shifted, already feeling sore.

“That good, huh?” He chuckled, raising an eyebrow up at me. He pulled out of me, much to my dismay. He wrapped his arm around my torso, pulling me into his chest. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I missed you, you know.”

“I hope so, because I missed the fuck out of you.” He laughed loudly with his border line cackle, his nose scrunching up.

“We should go on a date sometime.”

Room 1

Originally posted by victaeni

Warning: NSFW. Oral. Stripper!Reader.

Summary: Taehyung is a professor at your college. Last time he saw you was in a bar. Now you’re a stripper and you get to live out some fantasies that you’ve had of him. 


Word count: 1,564~

A/N: Short scenario for all my lovely followers. Hope you enjoy. 

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We’re both hardly on here anymore, but that won’t stop me from greeting the wonderful @bohemianrider​ and gifting her with a Happy Birthday Everlark drabble. ILY, BR, my dear, dear friend. xoxo

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“Excuse me…do you understand what we just went over?”

Peeta slips his notebook into his backpack and turns around, wondering if the question was directed at him. He comes face to face with a girl he’s definitely noticed before – silver eyes, long, always-braided brown hair, never smiles…oh right…that’s probably why he’s never spoken to her. “I’m sorry, are you talking to me?”

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I'll Never Stop Loving You (ReaderxDean)

Prompt: Part two for Yet Another Reason to Love You!

Warning(s): feels, fluff, smut

Words: 4098

Note: I got a lot of requests for part two and I honestly fell in love with the story. Lots of build up because it’s been 10 years!!! I really loved this ending and you should read the first part! Oh and sorry about the feels…and the use of a Lisa gif…ew


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Haeng-Syo-Peace | Master List

Alt. Universe  

Say His Name 


After Woo Jiho returns home from a scandal in Japan, him and his long-term girlfriend have some things to work out. Whether it’s the presence of another man, a cheating boyfriend, or a hunted past, our reader will go through a series of flashbacks, passionate, and not so, to figure out what love truly means to hear. Follow this story of toxic romance, passionate love, and the changes in relationships set to riveting turn of events.

  • Type: Alternate Universe, Melodrama, Toxic Romance
  • Characters: Reader/ Woo Jiho/ Kim Namjoon/
  • Length: 20 Chapters/Completed
  • Rating: M+

Say His Name | Retrograde 


After her mothers death, Sooyun finds herself waking up to no memories and wondering why on earth she was being monitored in the hospital. The doctors discharged her saying that memory loss was a perfectly normal side effect, and that she was curded from her old condition. Whatever that was. Now, standing at the foot of her mothers grave, being the only attendant at the funeral, she began to wonder about her past. Little did she know, forces were working to make sure she would never remember anything before this very moment.

The continuation of Say His Name was written for those readers who are unfamiliar to the original story, don’t worry- no prerogative knowledge of the older series is needed to enjoy this tale. (But it may make it more enjoyable)

  • Type: Alternate Universe, Melodrama, Toxic Romance
  • Characters: Reader / Woo Jiho / Kim Namjoon / Bang Yongguk
  • Rating: M+

The Closest Thing He’s Got 


Song Mino and Kim Ara, a young girl of about 25, had just barely escaped the troubled past they was born into- and losing all those most dear to them, Ara and Mino have agreed to take care of each other, like brother and sister. But when the two decided to live their on lives, things begin to return to the way they were- will the thrill of the chase and the reunion of old friends bring Mino deeper into his past and drag Ara back down with him? Follow Ara on her road to self discovery, romance, loss, and hysteria meeting some exciting characters on the way-

  • Type: Alternate Universe, Gang, Supernatural Powers  
  • Characters: Multi-Fandom, Block B, BTS, BigBang, Epik High etc.
  • Rating: M+

The Most Beautiful Moment In Life 


What happens when dreams don’t come true? When you find your self on the cusp of not knowing where you are, and forgetting how you got here in the first place- where do you go?When seven inseparable childhood friends met four women of the same caliber changing their live’s forever, they vowed to reach their dreams no matter the cost. But life doesn’t always have the outcome you hope for- and when you’ve finished college, found a job, got married, and ultimately decided your future, you wonder what it was you wanted out of life in the first place.

  • Type: Alternate Universe, Mellow Drama, Drugs, Abusive, Relationships, Success, Failure, Long Time Friends, Lost Love, Depression, Strong Bonds, Sex, Family  
  • Characters: BTS, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook
  • Rating: M+



BlackOUT! a new seven member girl group is taking over South Korea with their hip-hop and r&b style music. Combining amazing dances, powerful vocals, and jaw dropping rhymes, these girls will soon take over Asia. With their concept of the 7 deadly sins, follow the girls through their journey to stardom hitting some bumps on the way. What do you expect from an extremely controversial girl group?

  • Type: Alternate Universe, Fictional Girl Group
  • Characters: Multi-Fandom appearances
  • Rating: M+

BTS: Noona Moments 


So basically I wanted to write drabble’s for the boys running into daily issues- but then I got to thinking, who do they go too besides their other members? I mean they’re all still pretty young and lack experiences in some places- who looks after them like an older sister? Noona moments place the reader close to the boys while going through everyday scenarios, and maybe even some romance.

  • Type: Alternate Universe, One Shot Series, BTS Idols 
  • Characters: Reader, BTS 
  • Rating: N/A

One Shot’s 

Thunder Storms


You loved watching lighting and the hearing sound of thunder mixed with the steady beat of hard rain. This was truly where you felt at peace, here, with him, with this storm only protected by glass but yet you felt completely safe.“Beautiful.” You heard from behind you slipping sweetly from his lips as if he was saying it only to himself.

  • Characters: T.O.P/ Choi Seunghyun  
  • Type: Smut, Romance
  • Rating: M+

Will You?


Yeoreobun!” He addressed the crowed screaming and crying trying to be the loudest sound in the world- trying to catch the attention of any of the five men like their lives depended on it- “We’ve all loved at one point or another-” the crowed simultaneously answered yes- “A love that this world would be meaningless without-” another answer of yes- “A love that could be leaving as I speak to you now-

  • Characters: G-Dragon, Kwon Jiyong  
  • Type: Romance, Proposal, Fame  
  • Rating: N/A

We’ll Find A Way


“Why don’t we give up now- grow old together-” He began to kiss her shoulder and snaked his arm around her waist- “Forget all the fame and be normal- I- I forget how to be normal Jiho-”.

  • Characters: Zico, Woo Jiho  
  • Type: Smut, Fame, FemDom
  • Rating: M+

Perfect Way To Start | 1 | 2


Jagiya-” you danced your tongue across his lips making him sweat as he tried to choke out the words- “Lets try now-” his grip on your face grew stronger as he studied your eyes looking for a sign. Worry, fear, and anxiety erupted in your pupils upon realizing how serious his tone had become. “I want an actual life with you- this may be the perfect way to start-

  • Characters: Zico, Woo Jiho
  • Type: Relationship, Fight, Smut  
  • Rating: M+

I’ve Always Starred


“Don’t you dare waste your tears on him-” he forcefully took your face between his hands compelling you too look up at him with tear stained eyes. He was sweating, a bruise starting to form just under his right eye and a small cut on the corner of his mouth- you could still see the faint traces of blood. “You’re- you’re-” he struggled to find the words as he violently pushed you up against a wall only to find release by punching the space directly right of you face without rest- he was manic, he’d been able to control himself until now- “You’re worth so- *huff*- so much more than that!” He struggled with keeping his voice down, he’d never felt something so powerful completely take over him before-

  • Characters: Suga/ Min Yoongi
  • Type: Smut, Romance, Friendship  
  • Rating: M+

Feel Special


Wonderful-” you cooed and kissed his cheek before heading into your bedroom- laid out on the bed was a beautiful emerald satin dress, not too fancy, but enough to make the evening a little more important. A note lay next to the dress reading, “To make you feel special-” in Jin’s hand writing. You couldn’t help but giggle on the cuteness of it all- that’s until you opened the black box placed next to the dress. Lifting the top reveled a stunning set of black lace lingerie- garter set and all- with a note reading; “For me to make you feel special-

  • Characters: Jin, Kim Seokjin  
  • Type: Smut, Birthday
  • Rating: M+

Baby Goodnight


His lips were soft and wanting- making sure he kissed every inch of you that was appropriate for a fist date almost as if he was saying ‘I wanted to show you everything you made me feel tonight-’ without uttering a word.

  • Characters: J-Hope/ Jung Hoseok  
  • Type: First Date  
  • Rating: N/A

I Need You


Jagiya-” you’d never heard him like this before. He was trying to hide the fact that he was hurting- “Can you- can you come to the studio-” you couldn’t tell if it was physical or mental anguish but what difference did it make- “I- I need you-

  • Characters: Optional Bias, Zico/ Namjoon
  • Type: Breakdown, Relationship
  • Rating: N/A

Indescribable Feeling’s 

Chrysalism | Beenzino

the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Rubatosis | Song Mino

the unsettling awareness of your own heart

Opia | Zion.T

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

Kuebiko | Zion.T

A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Nodus Tollens | Zico

The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Rubatosis | Zico X Jaehyo

the unsettling awareness of your own heart

Onism | Kim Namjoon

The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Kenopsia | Nam Taehyung

The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Kuebiko | Verbal Jint

A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

| BTS One Shots | *

Kinks: | Namjoon | Yoongi | Jimin |

| Reactions |

BTS: Hug

DBSK: Confession

| Song One Shots |

| P.O | Hey Mama | *

| Kai | Grand Piano |

| Zico | Gods And Monsters | Bombs Away | *

| Jimin | Oasis | *

| Ziont T | ? |

| Namjoon | Hotline Bling | Part II - Feat. Zico | 

| W/ BTS | Chat Posts |


| Miss. |

| Namjoon | Teach Me |  Part I | Part II | Part III | *

BTS: As Classic 80′s Movies

BTS: As Ouran High School Host Club Characters

Part 1 
Part 2 
Block B 

Sexy Time With: *

| Haeng-Syo-Peace | Personal |

About Me 

Top 10 Male K-Pop Groups 

Top 5 Favorite Korean Dramas

Top 5 Golden Maknae’s

F(x) - Traveler - Feat. Zico  

If I Was In A K-Pop Group 

Inappropriate ARMY Question 

Album Review: BoA - Kiss My Lips

| Outfits |

| Airport |

| Cl | No.1 | No.2 |  

| Jin | No.1 |

| Suga | No.1 |

| Rap Monster | No.1 |

| Zico | No.1 |

| G-Dragon | No.1 |

| TOP | No.1 |

| Seohyun | No.1|

| Street |

| Jackson | No.1|

Let It Out

Genre: Drama | Romance | AU | Modern Days | Mpreg

Rating: T

Pairing: (mainly) Rivaille x Eren, Shingeki no Kyojin

Summary: Eren got pregnant, he was obviously afraid of what Levi might say, not to mention that Rivaille’s ex, Petra, was overly jealous of his pregnancy. Eren was put in a choice to keep the baby or to dispose it, until a certain incident happens…

Disclaimer: I don’t own Shingeki no Kyojin, but this fanfiction is mine. AsakuraHannah @ AO / FF

A/N: It’s the universe where Male can go pregnant. I’ve seen lots of Eren, Levi, and the baby a lot in tumblr, this triggered me to write some sappiness one-shot xD

I haven’t got a chance to write for Eren’s birthday, so happy belated birthday, Eren! Also, forgive Petra in this story, she’s desperate. n.n’’


Eren couldn’t believe on what he was seeing, his hand trembled while his eyes re-checking the pregnancy test in his hand. Blinking a few times, hoping that he read it wrong, his green eyes quivered at the words on the small screen.  His breath hitched after he threw the test tablet to the floor. He jolted in surprised at the familiar voice called out for him as soon as that person walked in. His best friend, Armin, threw him a worried look after seeing Eren’s horrified expression.

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anonymous asked:

Do you know any Captain Swan High school/College AU fics? Please and thank you, loves :)

Hi! Get ready, lovely anon! There are a LOT of college/high school CS fics, i’ve listed all the ones i could find here. As always, if you know of more, just message me and i’ll add them to the list. Enjoy! :)

Present all your pretty feelings by @romanoffs

Emma doesn’t know Killian Jones very well. At all, really, he’s just sort of a name she hears on occasion with a vague image of a man to go along with it. A friend of a friend of a friend and all that. She’s probably spent time in the same room as him all of three times. Definitely not enough time for him to be hiding love letters inside of her European Lit textbook.

Whatever floats your boat by @shoedonym

Emma sells books; Killian buys a lot of them - it was bound to happen. Even though the first time she saw him she had wished he hadn’t come in at all.

Of coffee, tips, and charcoal smudges by @killianslonghaul

A waitress/artist in a coffee shop AU that I did for someone’s birthday on Tumblr a while back and figured I would post here as well. I usually don’t do well with AUs but I was really happy with how this one turned out.

Sex Ed with Killian Jones by @justren21

Emma Swan and Killian Jones sit next to each other during their Human Sexuality class at college. Emma is quite interested in her shy neighbor, but he has a small secret.

Wow i can get sexual too by @swanisms

Storybrooke High’s promoting their semi-annual safe sex drive and Ruby never misses an opportunity like this. Emma just wishes she would. It’d save her the headache of Ruby trying to turn her life into a movie. 

Don’t You Dare Look Back (Just Keep Your Eyes on Me) by @nothandlingit

The thing about college is that you reach the age of 21 while you’re in the midst of study and exams and stress induced insomnia so, really, the chance to go out and have a good time is rare. So when Killian leads her to a shots bar – unoriginally named “Shots” – she feels a slight giddiness in her belly at being allowed to indulge in a night out. CS Last Night of College AU

Like real people do by @cutieodonoghue

my take on the prompt: “we both stayed in the dorms for winter break and basically have the whole building to ourselves so maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to hang out” captain swan college au 

Shower streams by @accio-ambition

Emma’s gone and messed up big time, but maybe the infamous Killian Jones can lend a hand…or at least a shoulder in her time of need. Lieutenant Duckling college AU 

Make believe by @emmasbeanies

Killian Jones & Emma Nolan have been inseparable since childhood, but when Emma gets the chance to move to New York for school, Killian has a choice to make. Will he let her slip away or will he admit to the feelings he’s been hiding all along?

Days Like These (Lead to Nights Like This) by @campingwiththecharmings

(CS College AU) Prompt: We were partnered together for this project and we both forgot to do it, and now we have to pull an all-nighter at my house AU.

Poem without words by @totheendoftheworldortime

Looking to make some extra money, college senior Emma Swan takes a post as a model for Professor Killian Jones’ art class. Sparks fly on both sides. Will they give into temptation?

Put the needle on the record by @zengoalie

After being convinced to join the University’s radio station, a bold Emma asks a bashful Killian to mentor her to be an on-air DJ.

Thought of you by @therealkillianjones

It started innocently enough. She had reblogged his drawing of the sea and the sunrise. He’d written her an ask to say thanks because he never really got any notes on any of his stuff. She’d asked him if he had more. He showed her his Deviantart page. And with that, their lives became a mess.

Not a romcom movie by @nephilimchloe

Modern Lieutenant Duckling. “I’m not interested in being made the butt monkey of the school, or being some social experiment where you’re trying to have me elected prom king or what have you, until we realise we’ve been falling in love all along and have our first kiss on an Adele song. Not interested. Savvy?” “I – I’m not planning to fall in love with you.” “Good. Neither am I.“ 

Inbox (1) by @nephilimchloe

Because, really, what are the odds that some random guy on Tumblr would read the exact same book at the exact same time, only to share her feelings about some obscure couple? The odds aren’t that good, and yet…

Pushing deadlines by @lifeinahole27

AU Prompt: “I have a paper due tomorrow and it’s three am, I need all your coffee cause I ran out” college au. Emma shows up outside Killian’s apartment when finals week begins.

At the top of our lungs by @lifeinahole27

We’re on the debate team yet we can’t argue about something without yelling. Emma and Killian have problems communicating as members of the same debate team. Because of this, the rest of the group has taken to wearing earplugs and leaving them to their own devices.

You and I by @cutieodonoghue

Emma’s 17 and living in a small town with a crappy foster family and can’t wait to get out and go to college. While 19 year old Lieutenant Jones comes home from the war after being injured during battle. Despite their differences the two quickly form friendship over how desperately they want to escape the confines of their home. 

We are young (we are the dream) by @niniadepapa

He was a fratboy. She was a sorority girl. Can I make it anymore obvious? 

Medium Dark Roast (and I think we’re in love) by @evil–isnt–born

College coffee shop AU. Kind of fluff, kind of fun, but pretty damn cute. 

Hamlet and the Pirates by @eight-0f-hearts

In a miraculous feat of Murphy’s Law, Emma ends up paired with Killian Jones for an English project - one of the few people at her school that she really, genuinely Does Not Like. It doesn’t help that Neal’s back in town. [High School AU, slow-build CaptainSwan]

Challenge accepted by @yousaidwho

There’s a lot of unresolved tension between the Head Boy and Head Girl, and Emma Swan, the Slytherin Princess, puts the challenge to her Gryffindor counterpart in the hopes that he would prove himself. AU Week: Day Five. Harry Potter/Once Upon A Time Crossover. Basically, smut.

L-O-V-E by @i-know-how-you-kiss

The last thing Emma Swan expects in the wake of her ex-boyfriend wanting to get back together with her is for a man dressed in a giant dog costume to show up on her doorstep with chocolates and flowers in tow. Scratch that. The last thing she expects is to fall in love with him. 

Bitter hearts (middle of the ride) by @bookstoreromantic

Fresh out of prison, Emma’s not a student at Boston University. She’s just using the library while she studies for her GED exams. Killian doesn’t know that though, and Emma doesn’t ever want him to find out. Not when he’s the first friend she’s had in years.

I won’t say i’m in love by @kindredspirits

i won’t say i’m in love: “i recently dumped my ex and i just realized that he still has something really, really important of mine that he took away from me during our relationship - i need to get it back right now immediately and you’re helping me sneak into his house bc you don’t know it yet, but this has everything to do with you” au

aka the one where killian and emma are best friends, who have pined for one another since the beginning of time, and they get uninvited to neal’s lame ass halloween party (that they didn’t wanna go to anyways), but then emma realizes that neal still has her good luck charm and she wants it back for an upcoming exam, so of course she’s going to drag killian along with her.

Traveling the Open Roads of Us by @imhookedonaswan

Emma Nolan and Killian Jones have been best friends ever since first grade, so when it comes time to travel across the country for college, it’s only natural that they would make it a road trip as it’s their last chance to spend together before their schools start. Could driving across the US, through corn fields and deserts, bring any changes for these two?

the soumako fic rec list!

SO. figured it was high time someone did one of these. i’ve been shipping soumako pretty much since the beginning, back when the tag only had a few offerings. i’ve seen and read a lot of fic, and i decided i wanted to put together a list of what i consider to be some of the best the ao3 tag has to offer. 

this is by no means comprehensive nor exhaustive, but i like to think it’ll be a good place to start for anyone looking to get into the ship’s best. c:

this should update periodically as more fic is written; as of now it’s ao3-only, but we’ll see what happens in the future! 

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Love Online - Chapter 1

Thank you to @booklvr4​ for another great prompt:   

Jamie and Claire find each other on an online dating site and finally meet in person.

As I was writing this, I decided that this story will need multiple parts in order to tell it properly.  I hope you like it!

Romancing the Web

Claire was sitting at the local pub with her friend Jillian.  She didn’t really feel like socializing tonight, though.  She’d had a rough shift at the hospital and all she wanted to do was go home, sink into a hot bath, and read a trashy novel before going to bed.   She couldn’t disappoint Jillian, though.  It was her friend’s birthday, after all.

“Claire, you have to go to this party with me tonight!  It will be a blast!”

Claire looked at her dubiously.  “I appreciate the offer but…”

“Come on, Claire, it will do you good to meet some nice young men.  It’s over at the University and I’m sure there will be lots of cute boys that would love to shag you.”

“You know that isn’t my style.  And I don’t want a college boy.  I want a real man.”

“You could at least let one of the lads give you a nice roll in the hay.  What’s it been, a year?”


“Alright, I give up.  But seriously, Claire, you need a man in your life.  I know you say you like being alone, but I know you too well.  You are a passionate woman and I’m afraid you’re letting all that passion go to waste.”

Claire looked at her friend, unsure of how to respond. If she was being honest, she’d have to admit that she *did* want someone special in her life.  She hadn’t found the right man, though, and at this stage, she wasn’t going to settle for anything less than what she really wanted.  She certainly knew what she *didn’t* want.  No horny college guys or one-night-stands.  She didn’t want the doctors at the hospital, either.  They were nearly as bad as the college guys, not to mention boring as hell.  

She didn’t go out to bars or go to parties - it really wasn’t her scene.  The same types of people always congregated in those places, and after a while, they all look the same.

Jillian looked at her friend thoughtfully.  “You know, Claire, I think I might know a great option for you.”

“Jillie, not another blind date, please.  I can’t go through that again.”

“No, nothing like that.  I learned my lesson the last time.  No.  You should go to this online dating website I heard of from one of the girls who works at the shop.  She found her fiance’ there and they are really well suited for each other.”

“Are you serious, Jill?  How on earth would that be any better?”

“Just listen…you set up a profile giving some information about yourself, then you input what you’re looking for in a man.  Since you have such high standards,” she said, quirking her eyebrow, “you can use it to find a man tailor-made for you.”

“I don’t know…”

“Claire, for your sake and for all of our sakes, please give it a try.  Will you do that for me?  You can consider it my birthday present.”

“Oh, so I can take back the cashmere sweater, then?”

Jillian smiled.  “Not a chance.”

Later that night, as Claire sank into her big tub, she thought again of what her friend had said.  Was she wasting her life away?  She was good at her job and loved the work, but was it enough?  Did she really want to live her life alone?  

She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, pondering what her life could be like.  In her mind’s eye, she saw a little girl, running through a field full of purple flowers.  She was giggling and looking back at someone running behind her.  The person, a man, caught up with the girl and scooped her up into his arms, twirling her around so that her little feet flew up in the air.  The man was tall and well built, but she couldn’t make out his features.  It was clear that this man was the little girl’s father, holding her with tenderness and laughing with her as they ran through the meadow.  After a moment, the pair turned around, their features still unclear.  They seemed to be looking straight at her and, at that moment, she knew that they somehow belonged to her.  

Shaking herself from the daydream, she finished her bath and padded to her room, wrapped in a towel.  As she pulled on her pajamas, she eyed the laptop on her nightstand.  It seemed to be calling to her.  She could almost hear Jillian’s voice say again, “please give it a try…for your sake.”  She lay in bed with her laptop, turned it on, and typed in the web address for the online dating site.

She took a deep breath and told herself, Well, Beauchamp, you may as well give it a shot.  What do you have to lose?

The next day, Claire awoke to find that she had received several messages from the online dating site.  She perused the profiles of the men that had been matched to her.  They all seemed like nice guys on paper, but she didn’t see how any of them would be right for her.  

She knew she was making excuses.  She always did that when she had to do something she really didn’t want to do.  Buck it up, Beauchamp! she told herself. You have to give it a chance.

She decided that she would start a chat with the man that seemed most suitable.  After 20 minutes of nothing but superficial pleasantries back and forth, she know he was not the one.  

Over the next two weeks, she repeated this procedure, talking to several guys online.  Some were nice, even amusing in their own way, but none seemed to have that spark that she was looking for.  She decided that she’d give it another week and then she would be done with it.  At least she could tell Jillian that she gave it a fair chance, then hopefully she would leave her alone.

Across town, Jamie was hanging out with his friend Ian, watching rugby on the new big screen TV he had bought for his small flat.  

“Crikey!  What is that, an 80-inch screen?” Ian said, “And hi-def to boot!  Jesus, I can see every detail.”

“Aye, it is.  I saved for like six months to get it.  Would’ve been sooner but ye ken I dinna make much at the print shop.”  Jamie looked around his rather sparsely furnished apartment.  It felt rather sterile, with the exception of the new TV.  Softly, he added, “It’s not like I have anything else to spend it on.”

His face was rather pensive, and Ian saw it.  “Ye have to get out there, man.  Ye need a woman.”

“Aye, I ken.  I just havna found anyone I find even remotely interesting.”

“At the very least, just get ye someone to have a little fun with, if ye get my meaning.”

“Ian…ye ken I willna take just any lass to bed.”

“So ye plan to be a virgin yer whole life?”

Jamie’s eyes blazed.  “How do ye know I havena…?”

“Jamie, I’ve known ye since we were bairns.  Believe me, I know.”

Jamie, slightly embarrassed, said, “Weel, I have my reasons, ye ken?  I dinna want to take a woman to bed that I don’t love.  I want to find the right lass - one I want to spend my life with.  Then, and only then, will I give myself to her.  If ye think that makes me unmanly, then so be it.  My Da always told me that it was the greatest thing in a man’s life to lie with the woman he loves.  That’s how I want it to be.”   

Ian, somewhat chastened, said, “Och, Jamie lad, I didna mean to insult ye.  In fact, I’m glad ye have such honorable intentions.  Ye ken that’s the way of it with me and Jenny,” he said, a grin forming on his face, “not that I’d tell ye otherwise about your own sister.”

Jamie playfully punched him in the arm.  Feeling better, he said, “Where am I to find such a woman, Ian?  I’ve been to all the usual places…bars, clubs…hell, I even went with ye to a party at the University, and found nothing but desperate, clingy, empty headed lassies who were all too eager to go to bed with me.  I don’t want a woman like that, Ian.  I want a woman with intelligence as well as beauty.  I want someone who will challenge me…an equal in every way.”

“Weel, it sounds like a tall order, my friend.  Perhaps ye should try…”

“Try what?” Jamie asked, wary.

“Actually yer sister’s friend Mary McNabb met her fella on some kind of dating website.”

“Ian, a dating website?  Really?”  Jamie’s eyebrows raised in derision.

“Have ye tried it?” Ian asked.  Seeing Jamie’s blank expression, he said, “I didn’t think so.  What do you have to lose, Jamie?  I mean, you’ve tried everything else.”

“It just seems so silly.  What if they’re all crazies on there?”

Ian looked at his friend seriously.  “What if the *right* one is there, Jamie, waiting for you?  Are ye willing to miss the opportunity to find love just because ye think it’s silly?  Wouldn’t it be worth trying if there is the possibility that you could get everything ye want?”

Jamie had to admit that what Ian was saying made sense.  Was it worth the risk?  He thought about the type of woman he really wanted.  How would he meet her in the circles he was part of?  He didn’t like any of the women that frequented the pubs during rugby night.  He didn’t want Uni girls who were so insecure about themselves that they’d throw away their virtue just to be liked.  He certainly didn’t meet many women at the printshop either.  Really, what would be the harm in trying?  What’s the worst that could happen?

Jamie patted Ian on the shoulder.  “Ian, I think ye are right.  It’s worth a shot at the very least.  I thank ye for looking out for me, Ian.  Ye are a true friend.”

“Aye, someone’s got to do it.”

“And another thing,” Jamie added, “I hope ye are serious about Jenny.  Don’t mess her about, Ian, or we’ll go round and round, ken?”

“Jamie, I won’t mess her about…I love her.”

Jamie’s eyes were wide.  “I didna ken that ye were that serious about each other.”

“Aye, we are.  And, not that it’s any of your business, but we havna lain together either.  We havna lain with anyone.”

Jamie’s face relaxed, obviously relieved at this confirmation of Ian’s honorable intentions.  “I thank ye, Ian, for telling me.”

After the game, Ian took his leave and Jamie decided he may as well take the first step.  He sat down at his desk and went online to find the website that Ian had mentioned.  Finding it, he set to work creating his profile, all the while hoping that this would be the path to his destiny.

A week later, Claire had just arrived home after another long shift at the hospital.  She dropped her bag on her coffee table and headed straight for her room to change.  Taking off her scrubs, she looked over at her laptop, which seemed to beckon menacingly.  She groaned, knowing that it would be just like every other night.  All of the fruitless conversations were getting old.  She vowed that after tonight, she wouldn’t be doing this anymore.  One last look and that would be it.  She let herself have one small hope that somehow tonight would be the night that everything could change.

She settled herself on the bed, laptop poised on her crossed legs.  She had several messages.  She flipped through them, one by one, and discarded all of them - that is, until she saw the last one.  The man was tall and muscular, but the thing she noticed most of all was his eyes - eyes of the deepest blue she had ever seen.  What struck her even more was the warmth she could see in them. It wasn’t just another empty image with a superficial expression like all the rest.  This man was beautiful.  It was as if she could sense his soul through that photograph.  How was that even possible?

She sat mesmerized for several moments, staring into those eyes, admiring the strong jaw and fiery red curls.  This man was intoxicating.  She didn’t know how, but she sensed very strongly that he was a man of great feeling, honor, and intelligence…and perhaps, passion?”  

Her breath sped up at the sight of him, then when she clicked to his profile page and started reading about him, she was even more intrigued.  Something inside her sparked and she knew at that moment that they were destined to meet.  She sent him a chat request and waited nervously for a response.  What would she say to him?  

Jamie was on his computer, sending out some emails before bed, when he heard a ding on his computer.  He looked at the popup window and saw that it was a message from that dating site.  It hadn’t been too successful for him thus far.  He clicked on the window and gasped.  The face he saw on the screen was beautiful.  Not only beautiful, but there was a certain quality there…something he couldn’t quite place.  He was intrigued.  He saw kindness, strength and intelligence.  He knew at that moment that he needed to talk to this woman.  

Claire:  Hi, my name is Claire.  I saw your profile online.  To be honest, yours is the first profile that has intrigued me so far.

Jamie:  Nice to meet you, Claire.  How many profiles have you seen?

Claire:  Too many to count.  I just felt that I had to talk to you for some reason.  

Jamie:  It’s funny you say that, because it was the same for me.  There’s just something about you…

Claire:  For me, it was your eyes.  

Jamie:  I take it you like blue eyes, then?

Claire:  I do, but it was more than that.  There’s something…almost familiar…

Jamie: I don’t think we’ve ever met, have we?

Claire:  No, I don’t think so.  It’s more like a certain quality…God, I must sound crazy.

Jamie:  Not at all, Claire.  I felt it too.  You seem like a caring, intelligent person, and perhaps a little mischievous?

Claire:  You got all of that from my eyes?

Jamie:  I can’t explain it.

Claire:  Neither can I.  

Jamie:  What did you see in my eyes, then?

Claire:  Warmth, intelligence, honor.

Jamie:  Really?

Claire:  Yes

Jamie:  Is it just me, or is there some kind of connection here?

Claire:  I can feel it too.  It’s unreal.  How can we have a connection when we have only said a few words to each other?  And still…

Jamie:  It’s there…

The two talked late into the night, telling each other about their lives, families, and dreams for the future.  How was it possible that they could be so connected after only a few hours?

Claire:  Well, it’s like 2 a.m. and I have an early shift at the hospital.  I should probably go to bed.

Jamie:  Aye.  Claire…

Claire:  Yes?

Jamie:  Can we talk again tomorrow?

Claire:  Sure!  I’d love that.

Jamie:  Glad to hear it.  Goodnight, Claire.  I’m so happy that we met.

Claire:  Me too, Jamie.  Very happy :)

Jamie sat staring at his computer screen.  Her last message had said she was happy.  He wondered if she was happy in the same way he was.  He was beyond that…he was ecstatic.  He knew he could talk to her forever, and wanted the chance to do just that.  Was it crazy to think that she might be the one?  He hadn’t even seen her in real life!  And yet, they had a connection.  That was certain.  She had felt it too.  God, he wanted to know everything about her.  He knew they’d only just met, but he already craved her company.  How was this possible?

Jamie decided to go to bed.  He tried to sleep, but his thoughts dwelled on her.  He grabbed a pillow and held it tightly against his chest, wishing it was her in his arms.  He knew, already, that she had to be the one.

Claire closed her laptop and lay back on the pillows.  She looked up at the ceiling, mind racing from their conversation.  She had never had such a reaction to someone in such a short time, particularly when she hadn’t even seen him in person.  What did it mean?  Was this normal?  She hadn’t felt anything even remotely like it with the dozens of other men she had talked with online.  For the first time in a long time, she allowed herself to have hope - hope that this man might be the one she had been waiting for all her life.  She smiled at the thought, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

That night, she dreamed again of the little girl, but this time the girl had red hair and the man who held her was Jamie.

my crushes on the signs

aries: we see each other once a year on my family’s annual trip to your town. and every year your family jokingly reminds me of how you keep getting taller and more handsome, and it’s true. it’s cute the way you try to challenge me and show off your athletic abilities. each year your flirtation becomes more and more assertive and i can’t wait for the year you finally make a move and break down my walls.

taurus: the night of the first day we met, yours truly drank a little bit too much fireball and you held back my hair sympathetically as i faced the consequences. we became instant friends and we only grew closer the more we got to know each other. each time you make the eight hour road trip down to your hometown, i wait patiently for your text requesting to take me to dinner. last time, we grabbed a bottle of wine on the way back to your mom’s place. we watched our favorite comedy stand-up and two glasses in, i looked over at you and wondered what it’d be like to lay against your chest and have your warm protective arms wrap around me. 

gemini: when i worked at the front desk as the receptionist, i noticed you’d come in more and more frequently as time passed. you’d fight for my eye contact and when you won, you’d smile and in return, i’d heavily blush. you’d come to the desk and ask dumb questions to start up conversations. we would play word games and try to out wit each other. lots of laughter and smile exchanges. you always seemed so restless and i wanted to know more.

cancer: we worked together for merely two weeks before i decided i wanted you. and then i had you for nearly a year and a half. what initially attracted me was the confident way you carried yourself, yet you were so humble and shy. we’d drive around the city in your car and have four hour conversations about anything. your depth and intense emotions kept me coming back for more. your love was as powerful and abundant as the ocean and together, we were the couple everyone wanted to know about. but your emotions grew too much for me and your insecurities caused you to do things that broke me beyond repair. but i’ll never regret the love we shared.

leo: i was only 15 when i fell for you. you were 17 and knew better. captain of the football team and infatuated with innocent. i didn’t know. we’d waste time laying on your couch doodling on each other listening to some old movie in the background. i think that’s when you realized i was different. i think that’s when you realized you shouldn’t. two years later, when i was 17, fate reconnected us as we sat on that brick wall watching the sun come up. you told me everything about how you wanted so badly to take what you knew you didn’t deserve. i’m glad you didn’t.

virgo: you’re so special but you don’t want to understand. you’re so much more than red solo cups, loud music, and a new girl every weekend. i bet you’d never talk to those girls about your family, fears, and future like you did with me. when we fumbled into that bathroom after one too many shots and you wrapped one hand around my hip and ran the other threw my hair, i pushed you against the wall and turned off the lights because i didn’t want to see you, i wanted to feel you. but i’m happy fate stepped in and we didn’t go any further because i’m not sure i could live knowing i’m just another name on your long list.

libra: we were kindergarden crushes that reconnected freshman year. i remember thinking about how tall you’d gotten and how you still had that same charming smile. you’d come with your friends to watch my volleyball games and i’d go with mine to watch your’s, but for reasons i’ll never know, we had different paths and priorities and now you’re just a picture in the yearbook with a heart drawn around it.

scorpio: you made me feel young, and i’ve never felt young. it started that night we were car surfing around the neighborhoods. we held tightly onto the car rack and with each tilt and turn our bodies gravitated closer. there’s always been something so conflicted and fathomless about you and i’ve always had a niche for exploring the cavernous depths of people who had them. but you were too good at guarding yourself. and with each moment you gave me reason to believe we could be something more, you quickly gave me twice the amount of reasons to feel nothing but hatred towards you. the hot and cold cycle became too much for me and i finally walked away. it’s something that we’ll probably never talk about, but i’ll always consider you the one i never got even a taste of, despite my endless attempts. 

sagittarius: one night, after a small party, we ended up siting on your rooftop outside your bedroom window spilling thoughts and feelings to each other as we watched the city lights flicker. you told me that you thought you had feelings for one of our mutual friends. the way you talked about her and the things you would do just to be able to confidently tell her how you feel… your momentary suffering due to your crippling fear of rejection and romantically idealized view of her was breathtakingly attractive.  

capricorn: as the coach’s son, you weren’t allowed to even look at me for longer than a few seconds or else coach would grow nervous. i was a junior, but you had just graduated with close to a 4.0 and an athletic scholarship that granted you a full ride to the college of your choice. we grew close during the team’s week-long retreat up in the mountains and on the last night, while everyone else was asleep, i sat in your lap by the fire and we talked and tickled each other’s arms. coach saw us and told us to go to bed. a week later, you moved over a thousand miles away to a college I had never heard of.

aquarius: you were the little boy everyone had a crush on in elementary school, including myself. i crushed on you as hard as a fifth grader possibly could, but you never liked to even acknowledge me. that’s all i could think about, five years later, on my sixteenth birthday as you tugged on jean’s belt loop, whispering salaciously in my ear—begging. i didn’t let you advance too far. you weren’t the one i wanted now and it was kind of making me sick how fate plays these kinds of tricks.

pisces: the best parties in high school were always at your house. everyone knows that. you were so good at making sure everything went smoothly and everyone was happy. but one night, you dismissed yourself and i found you laying down watching tv in your room. music was thumping downstairs and everyone was drinking and having a good time. i sat on the edge of your bed and saw in your eyes that you were so over it—always trying so hard for everyone else and never getting what you wanted in the end. there was something about this secret pain of your’s that struck me and even to this day, i admire how well you continue to hide it.

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