#if i have to do a picture for an ID today i'll just die inside it's fine

[awkward-lilac]

having bad compulsive habits/coping mechanisms is so wild like: i'm stressed about starting my new job? let me pick a hole in my face about it.

[xoxomoonlightxoxo]

P&C | Ch. 14: Mental Picture

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Feeling the sun rays on my skin I shift my body under the weight of Jungkook’s embrace. One hand on my waist, the other nestled under the silk pillows. With the duvet hanging off the bed, the heat from our bodies kept us warm as I tried to retrieve my leg which was intertwined with his. With each shift, his grip on my body tightened, displeased at the idea of having space between us. Inches away from his chest I rest my forehead on the soft skin before looking up at his puffy eyes. 

“Morning gorgeous,” Jungkook murmurs, pulling me up onto his thighs as his back presses on the headboard. 

“Morning Jungkook,” I say softly, placing my hands on his lower abdomen. Leaning in closer, he intertwines his fingers with mine, giving each a soft kiss. 

“You know, I had a dream about you,” he whispers into the kiss. 

“Oh? What was I doing?” I ask, noticing a grin forming on his face. Shaking his head slightly, he tucks some strands of hair behind my ear before caressing my face with the back of his hand. 

“I wish I could say, but you would kill me so I’ll just keep replaying it in my head,” he says softly, leaning his head back, eyes closed, focused on the dirty reminiscence.   

“Keep dreaming, big guy,” I scoff, slapping his forearm before laughing at his teasing grin. “I won’t let you have me so easily,” I whisper into his ear, as his hands reach up my tank top, caressing the soft skin under my bra. Pulling my body closer, his head nestles into my chest, breathing in the sweet scent of my skin. 

“I’ll wait for you,” he whispers, looking up at my face, gaze focused on my lips.  

--

Arriving back at the dorm after Jungkook helped bring in the last of my bags, I plop on the couch, checking the plethora of emails from my professors regarding upcoming assignments. My mind was on autopilot mode this whole break, so the reality of going back to school has yet to hit me. My thoughts, however, are interrupted by the sudden buzzing of my phone, as I look at the message notification at the top. 

Jungkook: Check your mailbox after you get some rest ;) 

Mira: Should I be scared? 

Jungkook: You'll see. I think you'll like it, I liked it. 

A soft smile forms on my face as I succumb to the curiosity, grabbing my keys and ID before locking the door behind me. 

“1289 …” I whisper softly, scanning the room for my mailbox number, until finally spotting it at the top left corner. Standing on my tippy-toes, my arms extend to reach the brown box at the back. Looking for any hints of what's inside, I can't wait to get back to the dorm before opening the package, which was a mistake as a quiet gasp escapes my mouth. 

Oh, my God. 

Scanning my surroundings, I pull the matching set of a red lacey bra and panties out of the box filled with pink feathers. Eyes wide, I hurry to stuff everything back before a group of girls passes by. 

Mira: Are you insane? 

Jungkook: Do you like it?

Mira: Jungkook, why am I looking at a pair of undergarments? 

Jungkook: I couldn't resist it. After seeing you in that black bra, that's all I thought about. You can thank me later ;) 

Mira: There will be no later because I'll just die from embarrassment. 

Jungkook: Can I see you in them before you die though? If I can't have you, I at least, deserve one last mental picture. 

Mira: I hope you trip down the stairs, xoxo

--

“Flip-flops!” Tae shouts across the lecture hall, waving his hands towards the saved seat next to him. Today, our cohort groups and placements will be revealed so the room is fuller than usual. There's a commotion of feelings as the ambience intensifies, some people are excited while others are biting their nails. I've been mentally preparing myself for this day since receiving my acceptance letter, so all the nervous jitters have already passed. Nonetheless, I hesitate to open the envelope in front of me as Tae gives me a quick nod of reassurance. 

“I got 3, what does that mean?” I exclaim, waiting for Tae's reaction. 

“Fuck yeah, I also got 3! Nursing buddies for real,” he chuckles, his boxy smile on full display. Leaning in for a hug, we congratulate each other, sending a quick victory selfie to the group chat. Looking up at the big screen, the professor explains the placement process which was based on a numbering system. Each value corresponded to a specific hospital department, with 3 being the labour and delivery unit.  

“At least we didn't get ICU first, I heard that one is an absolute killer,” a boy behind us exclaims, reaching for a handshake as Tae follows through.

“I'm Hanbin, nice to meet you,” he says softly before turning his gaze toward me. 

“Nice to meet you too, I'm Mira and this is Tae. Are you also in cohort 3?” I ask, retrieving my hand. He nods a quick yes, as the professor finishes up his speech and dismisses the class. 

Waving Hanbin goodbye, Tae and I walk towards our usual coffee shop before indulging in the daily debrief. 

--

Grabbing an Americano and a blueberry muffin to go, I decided to visit the Kinesiology building as Tae had to leave for another club meeting. Checking Jungkook's schedule, he should have a study block right now so I go straight to the main floor library. Saying hi to the front desk lady, I scan the room for a familiar face. Recognizing his broad shoulders I sneak behind Jungkook, placing the treats in front of him as he lets out a soft gasp. 

“Peaches, what are you doing here?” he says softly, pulling my figure closer to his lap. Thankfully, we were sitting in a partially closed-off booth so the chances of people seeing us were slim. 

“Wanted to bring you some brain fuel,” I reply, wrapping my hands around his neck as his gaze lowers to my lips. 

“You didn't have to, but thank you,” he whispers into my ear before giving it a quick peck. Tightening his grip on my waist as I take off my jacket his gaze is focused on my exposed shoulders. 

“What are you studying?” I quickly ask, interrupting the thoughts in his head. 

“Anatomy, I have to memorize the whole skeletal system by tomorrow,” he says with a sigh, taking a sip of the Americano. 

“Do you need help? Tae and I are taking physiology right now,” I exclaim, as Jungkook analyzes the excitement on my face. 

“Yes, please,” he says softly, his bunny teeth peeking through the smile. With a nod, I begin going through his slides, emphasizing the most important structures. That is until Jungkook pulls my face towards him, gaze focused on the panic in my eyes. 

“Peaches, I'm more of a visual learner, do you mind?” he whispers, nibbling on his lip rings as I furrow my brows at the request. Scanning the room I scavenge for possible props, before thinking of the best idea that would satisfy his needs. 

“Challenge accepted,” I reply with a teasing grin, before getting comfortable on his thighs as his grip on my form tightens. Tracing his collarbone, I lean closer, leaving a row of soft kisses on his skin. 

“This is your clavicle,” I whisper into the kiss, looking up at his closed eyes, before gliding my hands up to his neck. 

“This is your sternocleidomastoid muscle,” a soft whimper escapes his parted lips as I leave purple hues on his warm skin. I can tell he's enjoying this, as much as he can tell that I’m enjoying it too. Moving my face up with his thumb and index finger, our eyes meet again, lips inches away from each other. The tension building up, I can feel my stomach turn into a not as the dent under his jeans begins to poke. Straddling his thighs, Jungkook lets out a soft hiss from the sensitivity. 

“Baby, you have to stop moving,” he whispers, gaze fazed and heavy. 

“What do you mean?” I tease with a soft smile. The innocent act was quickly scratched by the sudden feel of Jungkook’s breath on my neck as he inches closer. 

“Keep it up and the whole library will hear your pretty moans,” he whispers into my ear, before diving into a needy kiss. 

“You wouldn’t dare,” I whisper back, flinching at the feel of his hands under my shirt. Caressing my back, he stops at the familiar feel of the fabric that reminds him of his gift. 

“So you did like it,” he grins, gaze lowered on the red lace peeking through my shirt. 

“I would never pass on free clothes,” I grin back, letting out a teasing chuckle, as his head dives under my shirt to examine the beauty up close. 

“Jungkook!” I exclaim, slapping his forearm before hiding his form under my coat as a group of students pass by our booth. Eyes sealed shut I pray that they were too busy talking to notice the shameless act. 

“What? I was getting my mental picture,” he chuckles, raising his head under the coat before pulling our bodies closer into a warm embrace. 

Jungkook although needy, is very respectful of my boundaries. We haven’t done anything big that could change the trajectory of our ‘relationship’ despite feeling the obvious tension between us whenever an opportunity arises. I guess the blame is on my fear of commitment as I can’t bear the idea of losing him if something does go wrong. So, instead, I choose to keep everything at a safe distance, before it all blows up. 

“I can keep it in my pants, Mira,” Jungkook says nonchalantly as we walk towards my dormitory. It's as if he could hear the thoughts in my head and feel the way they haunt me. Eyes focused on the way my head hangs, he reaches for my arm before pulling me into his chest. 

“I said I’ll wait for you, didn’t I?” he whispers with a soft smile, cupping my face. 

“I want you, not your body. No, no wait let me rephrase.” he chuckles at the bold statement, before attempting another try, caressing my face with the back of his hand. 

“I want your body but not as much as I need you,” he finally lets out. I can’t help but bury my face into his coat as the flush rises up my cheeks. It’s clear that his intentions are genuine and pure, and yet, I can’t help but feel the not in my stomach intensify. Looking up at his eyes I lean in on my tippy toes, placing a soft kiss on his lips, before wishing him goodnight.

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[partywithgyu]

Kill for you //Choi Soobin//

💌yandere!soobin x reader.💌

💌Warning: Mentions of death and murder. Descriptions of a dead body.💌

It had been months since it first came to your attention that your co worker, who you had no interest in, was interested in you. His name was Dan. Dan was bad at taking hints but very good at making the environment uncomfortable for you. You had told your other friends about it. The people with desks near yours, too sympathized with you. So, when he came over to you ask you to be his Valentine, all it took was a look for the one of them to come to your rescue. Choi Soobin, walked over to the desk, blocking you from Dan.

"Y/N, we're having lunch on the balcony today. Do you want to join us?," he asked you. You immediately nodded. "Sure." You grabbed your lunch box and followed the tall male to the balcony. Choi Soobin was handsome. It was no secret. The one man who gained the attention of every new intern, was him. You, yourself, at times found yourself swooning over his cuteness. His mannerisms would make you want to ask him out. But you never did. Was that fortunate or not?; you didn't know.

"Was Dan on his bullshit again?," asked the woman who used to work on the desk next to your desk. You took a seat, on the bench, next to her. A sigh left your mouth. "Pretty sure he wanted me to be his Valentine." Your other co workers chuckled. "I've never seen someone so bad at taking hints," said another one before he took a bite of his sandwich. You opened your tiffin box, and started eating the sandwich in your box. "By the way, do you have a Valentine?," asked your co worker. You shook your head.

"That's suspicious," said another one. You swallowed the food in your mouth. "What's suspicious about it?," you asked. "Why don't you have a Valentine?," asked the woman next to you. "Because no man who met the criteria asked me if I wanted to be his Valentine," you replied. You wondered if Soobin got the subtle hint you were trying to give him. He quietly munched on his food, while listening to the conversation. "And what's the criteria?," asked the man next to Soobin. You shrugged. "Let's see," you said as pretended to dose off in thoughts.

"Will he have to die for you?," mocked the guy, making everyone chuckle. "Now, she'll say that he should rather live for her instead," added another co worker. You raised a finger and shook it side by side. "To be my Valentine, he'd have to kill for me," you added to the joke making everyone laugh. A smirk drew on Soobin's face as he looked over at you. Had you managed to gain his interest with the joke?, you wondered.

You had indeed. And so when you headed home, close to midnight for you had spent time with a friend of your's discussing how much Valentine's Day sucks, you found in your letter box, an envelope. The heart shaped sticker on top made you hope, it wasn't from Dan.

Once you were inside the house, you took a seat on the couch. The letter, you couldn't attend later, because you were curious. So, you opened it. It had pictures. You held the pictures in your hands. After a few seconds of analyzing them, a shiver ran down your spine. Your eyes opened wide when you saw the pictures of a dead body. The body belonged to Dan. His throat was slashed. Dark, clogged, blood covered the wound. The familiar face, now had no life. You immediately kept them aside and reached for the letter inside the envelope. You opened it to see a name under it. Choi Soobin.

There was no way he could have done it, you thought. A gasp got caught in your throat. You read what the letter had to say. 'For you, I shall kill whoever dares to annoy you. Y/N you're lovely. You're so pretty, funny and intimidating. Everything about you makes you perfect. The way you talk, laugh, smell and your humour. That's what get all the guys to like you. But you don't belong to them. I can tell, you were made for me. For that, I'll be your Valentine.'

It had to be a joke. There was no way Choi Soobin, the most kind hearted, sweetheart of the office could ever do something so horrendous, you thought. Not knowing what to do, you found yourself sitting on the couch, all confused. That's when your phone started ringing. The caller ID read the name of the potential killer. You answered it, hoping none of this was true. That it was all an elaborate prank by your co workers.

"Hello?," you said. "Hi. Did you get my letter?," asked Soobin. Still not wanting to believe it, you asked him, "I did receive one. What kind of a letter was your letter?" "The kind that proved that I met the criteria to be your Valentine." You gulped. There was silence. The fact that it wasn't a prank was now setting in. "Why are you so quiet, my Valentine?," asked Soobin on the other end. You opened your mouth to say something but you couldn't. You didn't know what to say to him at a time like this. "Anyway, I am outside your door. Open it for me, beautiful."

He was right outside your door. There was no way you could do anything about it. Even now, you couldn't believe that this was real. As you wished to open the door and find out it was a prank, you stood up and headed to it. You counted to three and then opened the door. In front of you stood the most angelic looking man. His pink lips curved into a small smile. He handed to a bouquet of red roses and then a box of chocolates. You just took them, waiting for him to tell you that it was a prank. "Surprised to see a man who can meet your criteria?," he asked you before smiling. You couldn't say anything. "Smile for me beautiful," he commanded, the smile on his face vanished. His dark eyes looked into your eyes, causing tears to brim them. You forced your lips into a smile only to see his smile reappear. "Happy Valentine's Day."

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Here's my masterlist.

[lovysmtalks]

Welcome to the family

Hello there lovely! 💕

⚠️!!TW: mention of abuse, Mature language!! Read at your own risk ⚠️

It was a normal day for Marinette Cheng.

Working.

Working.

Working.

Working.

Did I say working?

Well who could blame her. Working at a the office would never be easy...

After a while,

She heard a knock on the door.

She looked up to see her dear mother bringing her a cup of coffee.

"Hello maman." Said Mari looking up from her papers putting her significant sweet smile on her face.

"Hello ma chérie (sweetie), how is work going?" Asked her mother gently patting her head softly.

"Its going ok, it would be great if it would be that much." Said the girl looking at her mother with tired eyes.

Sabine looked at her little girl with a soft glare.

"So, how is it for you? Got any new clients?" Said Marinette while picking her cup.

"Well, yes and no." Said the woman looking at her daughter.

Mari blinked two times,

'What did she just said?' Thought the girl.

"What do you mean by that maman?" Asked Marinette.

"Well, I have a mission for you, after your training today. You need to go to this club." Said Sabine putting a picture on her desk.

Mari looked at the picture.

'That's where the fricking Joker goes?! What the-'

"I know what you think" says Sabine pulling out a tissue after Marinette dropped the little cup of coffee on her lap.

Marinette looked at her mother with a 'no-shit-sherlock' look.

"But, we have heard that he's abusing his girlfriend" said Sabine trying to convince her Daughter.

"Mom, that's basically their relationship, he's a psychopath who manipulates and kills, and his girlfriend is well known to be seduced and manipulated by him" said Mari searching the article on her laptop.

"I know that, but a trust worthy source told me that she is seeking for help, but she can't get away from him" said her mother feeling pity for the woman.

"I-" Mari looked at her mother ready to refuse but then realization hit her.

"Ok, I'll do it, but I need a male body costume, dont forget I have some "things" in the way" said Marinette getting up from her desk, putting the papers down.

"On it ma chérie." Said Sabine smiling at her daughter.

After her mother left

The started thinking how she can convince Joker to give his girlfriend.

And then it hit.

'Money' thought the girl,

'But hes well known to get the money and shooting the person after' she thought.

Well, she didn't want to die tonight.

'Hmm, maybe getting him drunk enough to not realize what hes doing?' She thought looking at an her desk.

She walked to it and opened one of the locks

'Sleeping pills? Well, at least give it a try' she thought.

***

After 6 hours, everything was ready, she was looking convincing enough.

The pills were on her pocket.

She took a bodyguard with her just in case.

"Be careful love. Please come back safe." Said her mother.

"I will maman, don't forget to prepare the room for our guest" Marinette said to her mother as the woman fixed her tie.

"I'll see you later ma'am, I'll make sure to bring her home" said the guard as they got into the limousine.

***

The drive was long enough for the two of them to discuss how the plan would work.

"So, when we get there my name will be Benjamin Oliver, I am 35 years old, a rich man looking for a partner." Said Mari pulling out the fake Id.

"Yes, when we get there I will be behind you with the money."

Said the bodyguard looking at the road

"Before that I need to bait him into drinking something so I can put the pills in" said Mari verifying her pocket for the pills.

"Understand sir."

***

When they got there, the two of them blended in with the other people when a voice came behind her.

"Eyyy, my old pal!" Said the intoxicated voice.

She turned around to see Joker himself behind her holding a glass of alcohol

'Well, that was quick, now just go with the flow' the girl thought.

"Oh hello Joker. How are you doing?" Asked Marinette making her voice strong and masculine.

"Ya know, business as usual" said the man taking a seat beside her.

"Ah I see. Well, i heard some rumors that you sell something special." Said the girl trying to bring up the situation.

The man took a while to think what she meant until the realization hit him.

"Oh yea. Why? Are you intrested?~" said the intoxicated man.

Mari put her hand around his shoulder trying to put the pills in his drink.

"Yes, I am indeed. How much?" Asked Marinette after finally putting the pills in his glass

"Whoa, pal, dont you wanna see her first?" Laughed the man at her serious face.

"Well yes, I would love to see the lady." Said the girl making a sign to the guard to come with her.

"Follow me my friend." Said the man as he started to push people out of the way.

They walked to the other side of the club when they stood infront of a golden haired woman In a short sparkly dress.

The woman had bruises on her arms and legs, While her neck was covered in a little bandage that was just hanging there like it was supposed to be on the floor a long time ago.

"Oh Harley, I would want you to meet my friend...uhm..?" The man looked at her waiting for an answer.

"Benjamin. Benjamin Oliver." Said Mari looking at the woman who started shaking after seeing them.

"So how much would you pay for the chick?"Asked Joker, not carrying about the poor female form behind him.

Marinette clapped her hand and the bodyguard opened a suitcase full of packs of 500 dollars.

"Is this enough?"asked Marinette observing the man starting to yawn.

"Yes. Now Harley dear, you are going with Benji while i-" Joker could finish his line as he collapsed on the floor with his face on the couch.

"Quinn, you are coming with me." Said Marinette as she pulled out a little outfit out of the guards backpack.

Harley looked at her Puddin one last time before she nodded her head and took the outfit.

"Go to the bathroom and change, the guards will distract the people so they wont come here, understood?" Asked the girl.

Harley nodded and headed to the girls bathroom with Marinette following behind.

***

After the woman changed, they got out of the club getting into the limousine.

After some moments of silence Harley started speaking.

"Listen here man, just because you got me out of there doesn't mean I'm going to be your sex toy, got it?" Said Quinn trying to make her voice sound angry.

Marinette just nodded her head and the drive continued in silence.

***

When they got to the mansion.

Harley tried to make a run but her leg gived up on her after the first 5 steps.

"No need to run Harls. We are making sure you are safe" said Marinette helping the woman get up from the cold stone.

Harley tried to argue but she was too tired to fight back, so she accepted her faith.

Once they got inside, they were greeted with the warm of the household.

"Marinette, my baby! You are safe!" Said her mother running at her from the stairs.

"Wait, what?" Questioned Harley as she sat down on the warm couch.

Marinette washed her face with a tissue removing her masculine makeup from her face and taking the wig off.

"Whoa, a Kinder Egg with surprises aren't ya?" Said Harley laughing a little.

"Hello dear, my name is Sabine Cheng, welcome in our home."

Said Sabine handling the woman a pack of ice.

"Sabine Cheng? As the popular Lawyer?" Asked Harley out of curiosity.

"Yes, that Sabine" smiled Sabine as she saw the girl started to panic.

"Dont worry, we are good guys, we wont turn you in, but we want to help you get better." Says Marinette as she took off her suit.

"How does your husband let you take random strangers in?" Asked Harley chuckling a bit as she felt more relaxed.

Marinette's smiley face turning stoic as the words got out of her mouth.

"Did I say something wrong?" Asked Quinn worryingly.

"No-no, just my ex-husband wasn't a man of his word" said Sabine patting gently Harley's hair.

"He is a disgraceful man and a cheater." Said an old man coming down stairs.

"Hello Master Fu. I forgot to tell you about our guest." Said Mari as she got up to hug the old man.

"Dont worry about that little ladybug, everything is ok." Smiled the man at the girl.

"And welcome to the family Harleen"

(How Mari looked in her disguise | )

[smallbirdbigcoat]

OMG i love that!!!! blondie are SO good i love dancing to their stuff. do you have a favorite blondie song? its been good! very rainy & i had a test but i think i did good on it:) how was yours? top ten, i realised halfway thru i'd run of of like. text so i stopped giving long explanations … i am just very. talkative sometimes haha 1) lulu by metallica & lou reed: i am very much aware that it is considered one of the worst albums ever created but i PERSONALLY think thats cuz people just dont understand the concept of it. & are not familiar w/ lou's work. i think its a masterpiece i think its a very unique and poignant album and listening to it makes me go insane. i think its really just a phenomenal album and i will literally die on this hill. my #1 album of all time 1.5 (2) bummer by cleopatrick: i sometimes cite this as my favorite album of all time when i don't feel like causing drama over lulu. more often i'll cite it as my favorite album of all time because i am the hardcore cleopatrick fan ive been listening to them since like. 7th grade and i love this album so MUCH its literally so good, the lyrics are flawless the flow is phenomenal the drumming on this is LITERALLY unparalleled. and the guitar tone is SO good. and all the songs are sooooo good like 2008??? literally one of the best songs ever. great lakes is a masterpiece and so is vic park and the drake and…its just SO good. instantly lifts my mood 3) welcome to hell by venom: i love the evil vibe plus ppl take it so seriously when venom literally wear the sluttiest outfits possible

4) blank generation by richard hell: my first introduction richard hell was an article by lester bangs where he talked about how he thought richard hell's music is incredible and how he thought that richard hell had a great grasp of the problems of being alive in the 70s but his solutions were absolute dog shit. which made me want to listen to the album, as a good review will, and now its one of my favorite records. forever mad this is the only proper LP they did. i love his delivery, the guitar work is so unique, and i think the lyrics are still so real & relevant 5) pretty on the inside by hole: sooo raw im a big courtney fan tbh i love her work. holes best album was for sure live through this (nobody's daughter is a close second imo!) but pretty on the inside is my personal favorite cuz its pink! & bc i think its the rawest of holes discog. i like the discordantness of it its so exciting to me 6) welcome the plague year self-titled: PHENOMENAL scramz album its so raw & i think its the best album from that era of scramz & i just adore it. 7) germ-free adolescence by the x-ray specs: prob the only british punk band from the 70s or 80s id cite as a favorite, i just adore everything abt this album 8) lets take it to the stage by funkadelic: groovy! funky! rocking! also i love bootsy collins 9) are you experienced by the jimi hendrix experience: cures headaches somehow?? not complaining though 10) rust never sleeps by neil young: first neil young album i listened to, hes definitely my favorite singer/songwriter of the 70s :) honorary mention to blue by joni mitchell, grateful dead's 13th february 1970 at fillmore east show even tho its not an album, opening fire by powertrip & killing is my business… by megadeth i think i've put you through enough reading with this for today so have a nice day!! i hope the whole thing sends LOL

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that’s such a good list! i’ve just gotten into richard hell recently, and i haven’t listened to that full album yet but i’ll have to give it a go for sure!!!

picking my favourite blondie song is so hard omg. i’d probably have to go with dreaming, denis or hanging on the telephone, but picture this, in the flesh and atomic are very much up there! what’s your favourite?