#my guy were you having a hard time trying to get your earbuds in thats so fucking funny

[todayisafridaynight]

idc if i talk about aoki in his chair every day i just need to know what kind of energy bro thought he was bringing to the table with that cause Its Definitely An Energy

[coolminahi]

こんにちは! どうぞよろしく!

Hello! Nice to meet you! I am hoping for a male tokyo rev matchup? If it's not then thats tottaly fine :)

I usally adjust my personality to fit the person im talking to so that they don't get bored of me and leaves me. I would say funny and caring atleast. I always adjust my positive personality but never my negative. For example I don't like it when people compliment me, it makes me cringe, this will never change lol, and I have a hard time with trust, if you want me to trust you then you basically have to become my friend for 8-12 years, not my fault.

People can call me annoying if I care to much about something and they usally judge me for asking to much questions, what? I'm a curious girl. I also have a resting bitch face which happens when I'm around people I don't know. This causes them avoid me.

I like baking, cooking, playing and listening to music, and playing volleyball.

I dislike bullies, back-stabbers and mean people...and pick me girls.

I have trained in Taekwondo for like 2 years? But I have been in 3 fights, first: I lost, Seccond: tie, Third: tie. So I'm not the best haha. I train in volleyball!! I'm also an introvert inside.

My favorite color is black or purple.

DARK ACADEMIA AESTHETIC OVER HERE!!

I'm about 155 cm to 160 cm (immm shorrttt)

I'm a brunette with brown eyes. I have window bangs and I have beige light-brown glasses but I don't always wear them.

As I said my hobbies are playing instruments, playing volleyball and cooking/baking. I also know 5 languages, English, Swedish, Turkish, German and Japanese!

どもありがとうございます！！さよなら！:)

ᴴᵉˡˡᵒ!! ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᴵ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵃ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ, ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵇᵘˢʸ!! ᴵ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵃᵉᵏʷᵒⁿᵈᵒ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗ��ᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ, ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵉᵃʰ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉᵃˢʸ. ᴴᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ!!😊

The person I'm gonna match you up with is...

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𝙆𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙃𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙤

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The first time he saw you was when he was taking a walk outside with izana near a park.

He saw you playing volleyball with some other people.

He saw you were talking to some of them in a different language which wasn't japanese but he paid no mind to it.

When you visited your taekwondo dojo, you saw people sitting down on chairs in the corner. It was him and Izana.

The people in the taekwondo dojo were fighting in a match.

Your teacher asked if maybe you would like to try fighting in a match.

You were hesitant at first, due to you being introverted and since you hadn't fought in a match for years.

But later on you gave in and tried to do your best fighting in a match.

Although your taekwondo skills might not be the best, they're still decent enough to impress Kakucho and Izana had perked up when he saw some of your movements, including how high you can kick (even if you can't kick that high bear with me for the sake of the whatever this headcanon/story is.😭)

Ater all it's taekwondo were talking about, it's not just punches and dodging but also those unique strong kicks.

After you finished your visit, you were on your way to leave, when you noticed Kakucho and Izana also got up to leave.

When you headed outside, you pulled out your phone and your earbuds/earphones (whichever one you have) and started playing music as you took a walk.

After a hour of walking you were a little tired so you decided to sit down at a bench near the park.

But when you looked beside you, you saw the same guy with black hair, Heterochromia eyes, a scar, and a muscular figure.

He was sitting beside you, but you noticed the white haired guy with purple eyes and earrings wasn't with him.

It was awkward so he decided to say something

"Hey, you're that girl that was in the taekwondo dojo earlier, you did good back there." He said complimenting you on your skills.

"Oh, thanks but I haven't been there for a few years now, I forgot how to fight." You said nervously.

He kept talking to you trying to keep the conversation going, appearntly he succeeded.

You guys got along well and even later on became friends.

When you were on your way with him you saw his friend, Izana, with him as well.

His friend was holding a guitar, he was good at playing the guitar.

You gave it a try and started playing it smoothly.

He was impressed with your skills and asked if you have a guitar since you can play it so well.

You told him you've only tried playing it before and other instruments as well.

You already managed to become close friends with his close childhood friend Kakucho, and you playing the guitar? This made him more intrigued.

Kakucho asked if you were hungry and if you and Izana wanted to eat anything.

He started cooking for you guys and you decided to help him.

He thinks your funny and entertaining.

He already heard you speaking in a different language when he saw you playing volleyball with some other people, but he didn't know you can speak more than one foreign language.

He finds it impressive that you can speak more than one language.

You became really close friends to the point that even when he grew up and became a member of Bonten, he still kept contact with you but couldn't spend that much time with you do to him being in Bonten.

As time went by you got comfortable with him that you started to show him your real side and not have to adjust your personality to fit him in order to make him not get bored

He appreciates that you care about him and that now your comfortable with him but he can't spend that much time with you cause he doesn't want to put you in danger.

[theholycakehole]

Impulsive Decisions || Dream x Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Pairing: Dream x GN! Reader

Warnings: None! Well its my first Dream fic and it hasn’t really been edited so maybe that should be a warning lol but mostly just fluff :) Also use of irl names, idk how Dream feels about that so please let me know if I should change it! :)

A/N: Heyyyy... Long time so see! Um... so here’s a dream fic! I am done my first year of uni now so if yall wanna start up some requests I can try and do that again? Probably will mostly be along the lines of the Dream SMP or maybe even other streamers since that’s what I’ve been interested in lately. My requests have never really closed, I’ve just been inactive, but I’ll try to start writing again!

It was a long night of shifting between games with friends and discord conversations. I combed my hair back as my eyes grew tired as the screen shifted to a victory for the imposters. I sighed leaning back in my chair seconds before I got the last kill of the game, earning Karl and me the win.

“Wow…” Rae spoke up as everyone began to unmute.

“S/N??” Sykkuno piped up from his side of the call. I let out a little tired laugh as I returned to the main lobby.

“I think that was LG for me guys,” I spoke out hearing a few pleas against it. “Sorry, I’ve been streaming for like…” I trailed off checking the time, 12:30, “6 hours now? I’m ready for bed, honestly.”

“I should probably do the same,” Dream spoke up, him being in the same timezone as me.

“You guys really should leave the east coast, PST is where it’s at.” Corpse mumbled as I opened back up my stream chat.

“I know, I know, but I can’t get myself to leave my hometown.” I laughed out as I skimmed over my chat reading the goodnight wishes and the thanks for streaming messages.

“Well, I live on the east coast and I’m fine to stay up.” Karl joked as I let out a yawn.

“Does anyone have any fills?” Toast asked. “If not we might have to end it here.”

“Toast aren’t you in the same time zone as me right now?” I asked out. “Go to bed.”

“I don’t need sleep, S/N.” He commented back.

“Ok fair.” I chuckled as my little character ran around the lobby before going to the computer and messing around with the skins and hats.

“Sorry guys, I think all my fills are done for the night.” Corpse explained to the lobby.

“Its no worries we can always play another time!” Rae reassured everyone. “Well, goodnight everyone!”

“Goodnight!” Everyone chimed before signing out of the call.

I muted myself and ended my stream, forgetting to leave the call. I thanked the donos and read chat, making tired comments. I answered a few questions I managed to catch in the chat before ending the stream. As I was about to leave discord I saw that Dream’s little icon was still in the call with me.

“Lurking much?” I joked as I unmuted my mic.

“I thought you were going to bed?” He remarked with a small laugh.

“Eventually, I just couldn’t use my brain anymore after that last game.”

“I don’t blame you, you played well, y/n.” Using my real name rather than my stream name clarified that he wasn’t streaming either. “If you’re not too tired, we can stay on the call if you want?”

“I’m down, honestly, I’m just winding down before bed.” I mentioned as I checked my phone, opening a few social media apps to catch up on what I missed since starting my stream.

“So, y/n when do you plan on visiting? Sap and I are still waiting for you to come down.” He questioned, causing me to look up from my phone, closing it before setting the device back down on my desk. His camera obviously was not on but I found my attention on his discord profile picture.

“Soon, Clay.” I laughed leaning back in my chair and tucking my legs up to my chest.

“You said that last time.” He laughed a little more tired this time.

“Flights can be expensive, especially so last minute.” I made an excuse as I looked over to my second monitor and found myself googling flights.

“I literally told you I’ll pay for your flight to Florida, y/n.” He teased as I hummed in response, my attention mostly on the travel website I was looking at.

“I’m a big girl Dreamwastaken, I can pay for my own flight.” I chuckled before closing the website.

“Y/n your classes are done now, you have all the time in the world, leave Canada and come visit, please?” I smiled at his question before letting out a yawn.

“Fuck it.”

“Wait really?” Clay piped up, shocked and excitement evident in his voice.

“You made a really convincing argument. When do you want me to visit?” I asked before re-opening the tab and looking at prices.

“Right now.”

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now.”

“Thats not happening Clay.” I laughed before finding a date and hovering over the purchase button. “How about the weekend? It gives me time to pack and get some things sorted.”

“Yes! Perfect! This is so exciting y/n!” He smiled, his voice raising a little bit which caused me to laugh. We sorted out the details and eventually booked the tickets and talked about how excited we were for me to come to Florida.

I’ve known Dream for a couple of years now, mostly through streaming with friends. Obviously, I knew of him before because of the Dream SMP and how popular it got. But through the years we have grown close, this even confused fans. Shipping was natural and happened quite frequently, which we ignored in the beginning, but as time passed feelings began to grow. We never talked about it but the flirting and the comments we’d share both on stream and off-stream just felt so right.

We were both faceless content creators, and being this close was quite strange as we have never met or let alone seen each other in person. As I packed my clothes a couple of days later I felt the nerves settle in. I shook off the panic of what if he doesn’t like me or think I’m attractive enough. But it was hard to shake.

I found myself jittery as the plane began to descend. I peered out the window looking at the ground as it grew closer and closer. The nerves grew more and more intense as I knew Dream was the closest he’s been to me since we first met. I felt myself smiling through the panic as I reached to grab my backpack under the seat in front of me.

When we finally were able to disembark the plane I quickly texted Clay that I was here and told him that I was wearing a f/c hoodie so they could find me. I tried to find the baggage claim as I followed the people who were on the same flight as me. My phone buzzed in my pocket telling me that Clay responded.

‘Sap and I just pulled in, see you soon!’

I smiled at his text message and the nerves went crazy, but a huge smile was on my face at the same time. I opened Twitter and quickly started a new tweet to show my audience that I was on, in fact, a last-minute trip. I attached a picture I snuck as I disembarked the plane and made a quick caption before posting and pocketing my phone.

My phone began to buzz from notifications as I plugged in my earbuds and played my music while I tried to locate myself through the airport. As I finally found the baggage claim I stood by one of the conveyor belts and scanned over the luggage trying to find my own. A couple of minutes passed before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around, pulling out my earbuds to see the face of one of my streamer friends.

“Y/n?”

“Sapnap!” I smiled before pulling him in for a hug.

“Hey, how was the flight?” He asked as we pulled apart and stood waiting for my luggage.

“Long enough, I’m just excited I’m here now.” I smiled as I pocketed my phone after wrapping the wires from my earbuds around it.

“Trust me, so are we.” He smiled in return. I saw my suitcase and quickly went to grab it, Sapnap helping me as well. “Clay is in the car, we were struggling to find a parking spot so he pulled up and is waiting for us.” He informed me as he took my suitcase and helped me wheel it out. “He’s nervous.” He mentioned as we grew closer to the doors.

“Trust me, so am I. Other than people in my everyday life, you two are the first to see me in person, or even my face.” I said as I fidgetted with the strings of my hoodie.

“You’re in good hands, y/n, try not to worry.” He smiled softly at me.

We exited through the doors to see a vehicle parked up to the curb. I felt the nerves build up in my stomach as a head of ashy blonde hair exit the car door. A smile found its way onto my face as my eyes lit up. As the man walked around the car he stopped in his tracks and replicated the same, bright smile, green eyes lighting up. I stopped everything and bolted forward pulling Clay into a tight hug.

“You’re finally here.” He muttered into my h/c hair, pulling me in tighter.

“I’m finally here.” I smiled into his green sweatshirt, feeling at ease.

[thiswasinevitableid]

52 or 41 for the meet ugly? sternclay, nsfw if thats chill

Here it is!

52. you think I’m leering at you in the gym but really I’m studying your form and trying to learn how to make mine better Sternclay NSFW

This is the toughest part of Joseph’s workout, so he could do without the audience.

He first noticed the guy during his turn at the squat rack; taller than him, in a grey t-shirt and black shorts that show he has muscle to spare, with brown eyes that were on Joseph’s ass whenever he looked away. Were Joseph not in the middle of the kettlebell burpees sequence, he might even spare a glance of his own to see how he fills out the front of his shorts, but he’s tired and he’s been dealing with behind the back stares all day.

When he’s done, he takes a final look over his shoulder to see the guy still staring at him. Joseph locks eyes, watches his face flood with guilt as he becomes very focused on his shoes. He continues studying them, as if holding still might keep Joseph from coming closer.

“Okay, I sense you’re new here, so I’ll be polite: everyone checks people out at the gym now and then. But the rule is you don’t do it so fucking brazenly the other person notices.”

“I, uh, I wasn’t-”

“I counted you staring ten separate times, even when your workout had you facing away from me.” He crosses his arms, annoyed that the man has the gall to deny his blatant ogling.

“I, uh, I was studying your form” the newcomer rubs his wrist, sheepish, “I’m kinda new to, like, formal workout stuff, and you clearly know your shit, so I was trying to use you to figure out how to do my circuit without fucking up my spine.”

Joseph rolls his eyes; that’s the first lie anyone tells when they get called out for staring.

“I’m serious!” The man has the audacity to look perturbed. Joseph has zero interest in an argument but every desire to call his bluff.

“Well, if that’s the case, if we cross paths again you’re welcome to join me and I can give you pointers.”

With that, he heads towards the locker rooms. He doesn’t feel eyes on him once the whole walk there.

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“Hey.”

Joseph looks up from setting his fitbit to see his not-so-subtle admirer beside him. The taller man smirks, “you didn’t think I’d take you up on it, did you?”

“No. But I’m not about to go back on my offer. Or modify my work out if you join me. Make your choice accordingly.”

“Okay. What’s first?” His smile is friendly, but there’s a challenge in it. Joseph, who's been bored the entire day, is more than ready to rise to it.

“Jump rope. Nine minutes total.”

They find a spare rope for the other man, but he keeps getting his right foot caught.

“Drop your elbows some, when they’re too high it’s easier for the rope to catch.”

“Oh, thanks.”

His new gym buddy is winded when they’re done, but follows him eagerly over to the mats for his core workout. He’s better at that, though Joseph still has to correct the position of his back the first time. They move through cardio, weights, and cool down with no conversation that isn’t directly related to body position or technique. By the end, the newcomer is soaked with sweat. And..smiling?

“That was fucking brutal. Can we do it again some time?”

If you, um, really want to?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Joseph smiles back, “I’m here every day after work. So you can come find me…”

“Barclay” the taller man fills in his unasked question.

“Joseph. Oh, and try to get some shoes with better traction soon. You’ll have an easier time.”

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“You okay there?” Barclay looks at Joseph from the treadmill on his left, “you seem kinda low energy today.”

“I ate too small a lunch.” He hits the stop button, walks as the belt slows, “I’ll be fine once I fish my power bar out of my glovebox on the way home.”

“Or you could, uh, you could come get dinner with me? There’s a great spot two blocks from here; it’s my favorite stop after you put me through my paces.”

Joseph thinks about downing a protein shake while wandering his empty apartment.

“That sounds great.”

Barclay leads him to a diner, all yellow lights and red pleather. His friend orders a stack of waffles and fried eggs (“I’m not a big fan of syrup”) while he opts for a french dip and, on Barclay’s recommendation, a chocolate malt. When the server asks if it’s one bill or two, Barclay pays for both of them.

“Least I can do in exchange for the free personal training you’re giving me.”

“It’s not like I mind” Joseph offers him access to his french fries, “I like working out with you. I’ve, um, never had a gym buddy before. UP agents are considered weirdos at work, I’m considered odd for one of them, and, well, you’ve done my workout; it intimidates some people.”

Barclay looks at him across the formica, beard still a bit mussed from drying it after his shower, “Yo--uh, I mean, it is pretty intimidating. But like, in a good way. The kind that makes you wanna push yourself.”

Joseph allows himself a flirtatious smile, “I’m glad you appreciate it.”

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Barclay: gonna miss workout tomorrow. Got a date. Promise I’ll let you work me twice as hard on Friday.

J.S: Have fun. And you know I will, big guy.

Joseph slips his earbuds in; he’s gotten so used to their easy conversation that his best of the ‘00s playlist is jarring in it’s place. But he falls into his rhythm, is halfway through his workout when a tall, familiar shape in grey shorts hurries through the door and drops it’s water bottle next to his.

“Is everything okay?” He pops his headphones out as Barclay shakes his head.

“Date was a bust; guy was so pushy I bailed after one drink. Figured if I caught up with you the night wouldn’t totally suck.”

Joseph grabs a second mat, lays it out, “I can’t do dinner tonight; since I thought you were busy, tonight is for running errands.”

“No big.” Barclay lays next to him, their fingers brushing for a moment before Joseph counts them down.

As the evening ticks away in sets and reps, he gets increasingly worried about Barclay; his friend begs off both squats and rowing, and doesn’t join him for the ten minute cool-down jog on the treadmill. He hopes it’s just a side effect of having a beer before working out and not something more dire.

The locker room is empty on their side, and he finds Barclay leaning his forehead on the wall outside one of the shower cubicles, taking long, deliberate breaths. His shirt is off, but he’s still in his shorts. When he turns, startled by Joseph asking if he’s okay, it’s immediately obvious why.

“Sorry” Barclay is doing his best to conceal his hard-on, “this is hella embarrassing.”

“It happens” Joseph aims for a pleasant shrug even as his own cock starts acting up, “lots of friction and, um, and all that.”

“It’d be less humiliating if it was that. I, uh,” Barclay is redder than Joseph’s ever seen him, “I put a plug in before my date and, uh, I was in such a hurry to come find you once it ended that I, I didn’t take time to pull it out.”

He forces his voice to stay gentle, to not reveal the heat burbling up from his stomach, “You could have just asked me to wait a second once you got here.”

“Didn’t think of it until I sat down on the mat and realized how much I could feel the fucking thing. Like I, uh, I said, I kinda had a one track mind when I got here. I” his brown eyes are Bambi-wide when they skitter from Joseph’s gaze, “I wanted to see you.”

Shoes squeaking on the wet tile, Joseph nudges him into the stall, “Is that really it, big guy? You went through all that discomfort just for a few more seconds of being near me?”

“Uh huh” Barclay whimpers, his big, broad frame shaking when Joseph presses him against the wall.

“That’s sweet. Do you know what happens to sweet boys when they’re good?”

His friend shakes his head, hair catching across his eyes. Joseph tips his chin up, lips slightly parted in invitation. Barclay groans and drops his head down to meet him. It is, without a doubt, the messiest kiss of Joseph’s life, all sweat and odd angles like his first time in his boyfriend’s den in the July heat. The parallel is heightened by Barclay instantly grabbing his hips and humping him through his shorts.

“Joseph, babe, please, please say this is okay.” His hands tighten their hold when Joseph licks a stripe up his neck; it’s sweaty, sticky, the kind of thing he hates in porn but damn him if the doesn’t want to lick and suck Barclay until he can taste him in his sleep.

“No, it’s not.” Joseph cups his face to keep the panic he sees there at bay, “because if you cum like that, I won’t get to show you the rest of your reward.”

“Re-reward?” Barclay actually squeaks, and what can Joseph do at such a sound but kiss him once more.

“Shorts off, water on. I’ll be right back.”

Water obediently patters on the tiles as he shoves his hand deep into his gym bag; god bless emergency laundry quarters and bathroom vending machines.

He strips, joins Barclay in the shower and discovers his cock is even more pleasing than it’s outline suggested.

“Lord almighty, you’re gorgeous.” He lowers to his knees, traces the path of droplets through the hair on Barclays stomach and chest. Then he removes the first condom from its pack, rolls it down the thick cock that’s just tempting him to abandon his plan, then slips the second one on his finger.

“Fuck, this has gotta be a dream, right? Because it’s the same one I’ve jerked off to for fucking weeks.”

“No, big guy, it’s not.” Joseph reaches between Barclay legs, “oh shit, you’ve been wearing this all night?”

“AHnnnuhhuh” Barclay moans as Joseph toys with the base of the plug.

“And you still did a huge chunk of our workout. I’m impressed, big guy, impressed and very, very, very pleased.” He kisses his cock on each very, Barclay letting out an “uhn” at each one. As he slides the plug free he continues, “To think, your date was so unpleasant he missed out on not only your charm and your handsome face, but the fact you were prepared enough to prep for him.”

“His loss is my gain ohfuck, Joseph, baby, please-” Barclays cock bobs in the air as Joseph teases his ass. When he presses in Barclay gasps, Joseph praying the droplets hitting the walls lend any escaping sounds an air of plausible deniability.

“Nice and open. Good boy.” Joseph slowly works his finger in and out, building up to two almost immediately. He nuzzles Barclays cock, “do you always bottom?”

“M-most of the timeOH, god” His head lolls back when Joseph takes his cock into his mouth, sucking lazily as he fucks him open, “I like it, makes me feel taken care of.”

Joseph eases in a third finger, let’s his cock fall from his mouth as water collects in his eyelashes. Barclay is staring down at him, hair several shades darker as it plasters to his face and eyes hopeful.

“In that case” Joseph times his upstrokes to his thrusts, “how about you come to my place on Sunday? I’ve got a whole box of cocks to choose from; we could work our way through them.”

“Yes, ohfuckyesplease.”

“We could play around with positions too” He can see Barclay’s muscles flexing in new ways as he begins bucking his hips, chasing the tender pressure of Joseph’s fist, “I bet you look great on all fours, and I know what you look like with your ass in the air already. You in my lap, that could be fun--oh, ohshit” he laughs as Barclay nearly fucks himself off his fingers, “you like that, like the idea of sitting in my lap like the big, sweet boy you are while I fuck you, like the thought of cumming on my cock and then going to fetch the next one, of me not letting you stop until we’ve been thorough and found your favorite because that’s what you deserve-”

“Fuck!” Barclay moans, hands slipping on the tile as he floods the tip of the condom. Joseph adds “get tested” to his mental to-do list while the other man slides down the wall like a slasher victim until they’re face to face on the floor.

“You okay, big guy?”

“Can’t feel my legs.”

“That’s just the lunges talking.”

“Please” Barclay kisses his shoulder, “please let me suck your dick.”

Joseph smacks the handle until the water turns off, scrambles to his feet and clings to the “no-slip” bar as Barclay shoves his face between his legs. He sucks his cock, occasionally opening his mouth enough to licks his folds. He’s so eager, even tries fucking into him with his tongue, big hands groping his ass while Joseph stifles his moans in his forearm. He’s going to cum in the gym shower, he’s going to cum from his first blowjob in years, he’s coming to cum from the astounding, impossibly hot man below him who he intends to dom into next fucking week-

He cums hard, the hand not bracing him on the wall dropping down to stroke Barclays hair. After a moment, he tries to grab his towel from where he tossed it, Barclay smiling up at him.

“Hey, Joseph?”

“Yes? Hah, got you” He pulls the towel in.

“I was staring at your ass that first day. I mean, I was mostly looking at your form but there was for sure some ass appreciation.”

“I fucking knew it.” Joseph begins drying him off, “just for that you owe me dinner again.”

“Thought you had errands.”

“Shit. How do you feel about a romantic, pre-dinner Target run?”

“I’d love it.”

[fan-fantasies]

Partners? (Namjoon smut)

Pairing?: Namjoon x virgin!reader (college! au)

Warnings?: SMUT, fingering, oral, bit of a daddy kink, virgin reader, swearing (i think thats it?)

Word count?:a little over 8k

A/N: Hey guys! Its been a bit, kinda crazy that its now that i wanna write. So just a life update, i’m back at college, we are doing in person classes so I’m not sure how busy i’ll be. Though on a better note i’ve been writing a lot for some reason and am only now feeling inspired to do so. Anyways, someone needs to stop me from writing smut, I suck so bad at it but here I am continuing to write. Anyways, i hope you guys enjoy. Maybe i’ll post something else later in the week or by the weekend, who knows. Thanks for all the love and support you give me and Heather, we really appreciate it! <3 ~Breezy

In the three years, you had been at your university you had honestly believed that college dorm sex was the worst kind of sex to have. Not only did you have to be slightly quieter as to not allude the other students around you of what you were doing, but you had to make sure that you timed it just right so your roommate wouldn’t walk in on you. The number of times you had walked in on your roommate and her boyfriend finishing up was honestly insanely high. 

You and your roommate had been rooming together since your first year, you had moved into her room after your first roommate decided she wanted to party all the damn time. The two of you just seemed to click right away, you two had enough in common that you would stay up all night just chatting away. Usually talking about weird things and just end up going to bed without another word. 

Today was another day, your writing workshop had seemed to take its toll on you seeing as though you were dragging your feet on the pavement, how you hadn’t tripped yet was beyond your logic. You let out a rather loud yawn as you trudged towards your dorm building which seemed to be much farther away then you remember. 

“Hey!”A voice called from behind you, it took you a moment to realize that someone was talking to you. Stopping in your tracks, you turn and see a tall figure jogging towards you. You instantly recognize him by his blonde hair, he usually sits next to you in your workshop class. Namjoon was his name.

When he finally caught up to you, he stopped to catch his breath, “Damn, I’m out of shape,” he pants before standing back up fully. He was tall, practically towering over you. 

“Sorry to just run up to you,” he begins, “but I know we will be having a group project soon and I enjoy your writing so I was wondering if you would want to work with me?” He says looking at you, there was a small smile on his face. 

You had done proofreading on his work before, it was honestly amazing but you weren’t sure what he saw in your work. 

“Y-Yeah! Sure, I would like to work with you,” you smile, “I enjoy your work too!” You follow up as you watch his smile grow and small dimples appear. 

“Awesome!”He exclaims, “Can I have your number? So we can talk about times to meet up or maybe throw ideas at each other.”

You’re too mesmerized by his cute smile to say words, so you simply nod at his question. Both of you exchange numbers before you both go into different directions. 

You were lucky that Namjoon had stopped you to talk because if he hadn’t, you likely would have walked in on your roommate and her boyfriend having their sexy time. Unlocking the door, you enter, seeing the two of them in bed just kinda chatting but you knew they were likely naked under those blankets. You kept your eyes from looking in that direction as you walk towards your side of the room. 

Your roommate had greeted you, which you happily reply with a simple greeting. You knew the two of them would go back to chatting until they either fell asleep or he would get dressed and leave. You put your earbuds into your ears and began to read over the assignment that was given for another class and began to work on it. Engrossed in the music, your head thinking about nothing but the assignment until you felt someone tap your shoulder. 

“It’s time for dinner, wanna go to the cafe?” Your roommate asked, typically you both went together or ate in the room.

“Yeah just give me a second,” you answer as you get yourself to a good stopping point before grabbing all the things you needed for dinner. 

The walk with filled with chaotic chatter as usual, though she did apologize for you nearly walking in on them again. 

“Me and him just have awful timing,” she admits, “and we can’t do anything in his room cause his roommate is literally always around,” she explains with a shrug. 

You nod, “Yes well, please for the love of all things, just text me when you think you’re gonna start anything.” You plead, “Then at least I can wait an hour or something so I don’t have to see any more than I already do.” You both laughed for a few moments before entering the building that seemed rather quiet for the time of day. 

After grabbing your plate of food and finding an empty table you both sat together enjoying each other company more than the food. 

“Hey (y/n),”

You glance behind you, surprised to see Namjoon standing behind you. “Oh hey Namjoon,” he was smiling,

“Do you mind if I join you two? I wanted to run something by you for the project,” you glance over to your roommate who was clearing giving signs to let this poor man sit. 

“Sure take a seat,”you tell him, “Oh Namjoon, this is my roommate,” you introduce both of them. Your roommate seemed more interested in trying to leave you two alone to talk then actually making a friend. She stood up, grabbing all her things, before leaving she whispers in your ear,

“He’s cute! You better be getting some of that,” she giggles before walking off not giving you a chance to explain that it was nothing like that.

“Sorry about her, she can be a little weird,” you apologize to him, he only laughed a little before you both began talking about your project.

“I don’t know about you, but I find myself writing more romance style novels then I do anything,” he laughs nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

You sat there thinking about it, “I’ve never really written a romance style thing before,” you trail, you were more into writing horror and fantasy then you were anything. 

“I enjoy horror and fantasy,” you explain looking down at your hands. You weren’t exactly expecting the reaction you had gotten.

“That's wonderful!,” He began to jot notes down in his book, “Why don’t we try to write the most obscure story? Some sort of romance horror story,”  he suggests. 

There were a few moments of silence while you thought it over, a horror romance novel? That seemed a bit out there but then again, your writing wasn’t too far off from being “out there”.

“That sounds kind of fun~,” you tell him. His beautiful bright smile appeared on his face causing a blush to appear on your cheeks. What a truly interesting project this would be.

You hadn’t even noticed that people were slowly leaving the dining room area, the both of you too engrossed on trying to come up with the perfect idea. It wasn’t until the staff came over and told you it was nearly closing time that you realized how long you had been sitting at the same table. In that period, you had brainstormed five potential ideas. Honestly, you didn’t believe that you could be so productive with anyone.

“Namjoon, your some sort of genius,” you say as the two of you walk back towards the dorm buildings,

He laughs and shakes his head, “Well I wouldn’t say I’m a genius,” he began, “We can work really well together which is just a good thing,” he tries to explain, you figured he didn’t know how to word his statement but you understood what he meant. It was a relief to think someone so great had wanted to be your partner, since you last partner did none of the work and royally screwed you over. 

“Do you want to meet up tomorrow?” He asks, “To brainstorm some more,” he quickly adds . You thought for a moment only to remember tomorrow was the worst day of the week. 

“I won’t be able to till pretty late. My last class gets out around seven,” you sigh glancing up at him,

He just gave you a nod, “Why don’t we meet up tomorrow after your class for a little bit? I don’t mind staying up a little later,” he suggests,

You weren’t sure if your body could carry you that long, “I don’t know Joon~,” you trail, “I’m not sure I’ll be able to function after such a long day,” you try to reason, 

It was clear he understood but he seemed a bit taken back, “Joon?” He questioned, your eyes went wide with shock, 

“O-Oh, I’m sorry… I tend to give people nicknames and I don’t ever ask if its okay,” you blurt out in hopes you didn’t actually offend him. 

He just laughed, “No it’s alright, I like that a lot,” he answer causing a huge weight to lift from your chest. 

“How about this? We meet up tomorrow, a friend of mine works at a small diner right down the street. He would give us a place in the back if we wanted to work and we can get something to eat,” he says, “if the time comes and your tired then we won’t go,” he concludes. You decided to just tell him yes, not like it was a hard choice. 

You both said your goodbyes before entering your building and heading towards your room. Your roommate was sitting on her bed, laptop on her lap as she scrolled through Facebook. Her face lit up when she saw you, 

“Spill it!” She squealed looking at you hoping for some juicy details of a ‘hook up’. 

You raised your eyebrow, “There is nothing to spill,” you tell her, “We sat and talked about our project,”

She groaned loudly, for some reason she was always trying to convince you to sleep with someone. “Come on girl!” She shrieks, “You need to get some of him!” She put her laptop onto her bed and turned to face you. “He’s super cute and I’m pretty sure he likes you,” 

You knew she was happy for you but she honestly tended to be a little over the top about it. 

“Just forget about it, he’s my project partner,” you didn’t say anything else, you got your bag ready for you long day of classes. 

You knew you were asleep, but this dream felt so real to you. The library was quiet, you really enjoyed studying on the second floor of the library cause no one typically ventured down this far. It almost felt like a secret spot to you. 

“You like this spot too?” A voice asked, you knew it was Namjoon, you didn’t even have to look up from your book. 

“Its quiet and no one can distract me,” you explain continuing to let your eyes scan the book in front of you. 

“Can I join you?” You gave him a nod before he pulled a chair up next to you. The both of you studying in silence for what seemed like forever, it was peaceful and calming. That was until you felt his large hand on your knee. 

You froze at the sudden contact, finally glancing up from your book only to see him reading his as if nothing was happening. 

“N-Namjoon?” You stammer trying to keep yourself calm and to not over think it. He glanced over from his book, only to send you a wink before going back to his reading. What in the world was happening? 

You went back to your reading only to feel his hand creep higher up your leg, now reaching your mid thigh. You felt you stomach twist, not in disgust but in excitement. You tried so desperately to focus on your reading. Though his hand just kept creeping higher until reaching the apex of your thigh. You bit your lip, gently squeezing your legs together. His hand squeezed your thigh, he clicked his tongue in displeasure. Using his strength he pried your legs apart, though you didn’t try to fight back, it was easy to say you weren’t apposed to this happening. 

Once again looking up from your book, you finally saw him looking at you. His eyes blown with lust, it took your breath away. 

“Joon?” You whisper softly as he sets his book down. 

He chuckles, “Keep reading babygirl, and remember keep quiet,” he mumbles, “this is a library,” 

You aren’t sure what his plan is until you feel his hand creep up and begin to unbutton you jeans. You cheeks begin to heat up but you don’t protest, it almost turned you on more. You continue to try to focus on your book as he shimmy you jeans down your legs. Eventually his hand found its way between your thighs, his long fingers gently rubbing over your clothed core. You held back a moan, you had never been touched like this by anyone. 

He felt you tense up and could clearly see the wet spot starting to appear on your underwear, 

“Someones excited,” he chuckles glancing up at you, “Have you thought about this, me touching you like this?” He whispers now expecting an answer, 

You nod your head, “Y-Yes,” you whimper out, you wanted more, you NEEDED more. 

“Now be a good girl and start reading to me, don’t miss a word or I’ll stop,” you couldn’t believe your ears, he wanted you to read? You felt him move your underwear aside, his fingers dipping down through your wet folds. You whimper softly, 

“You heard me baby, start reading,” he growls lowly causing a shiver to run down your spine. Slowly you begin to read where you left off, reading something about the Egyptian gods and how the society revolved around them. You had honestly stoped paying attention up until this point. 

As you continued to read, his fingers ran through your folds collecting you wetness before gently making circles on your clit. The low moan that left you lips was unintentional and not something you had hoped would come from you but you continued to read. 

“You’re so wet baby,” Namjoon mumbles as he kisses your inner thigh, his fingers now trailing towards your entrance before he slowly interested a finger into you. 

You couldn’t help but stop reading, you knew if you continued the moan that would have escaped your lips would have alerted the who library. Just like he said, he stoped when you didn’t continue reading.

“What did I tell you babygirl?” He huskily asks, you began to pant unsure if you can answer. 

“P-Please daddy,” you whine, “just give me a minute, i-i’ll keep reading~ I promise,” the fact that you had just uttered those words even surprised you seeing as though you didn’t think that was something you were that into. 

He gave you a curt nod, “You better beautiful, or I won’t move,” you tried desperately to catch your breath but it took a few moments until you found yourself reading again. Once you began to read, Namjoon slowly began to pump his finger in and out of you. It took every inch of you to not stop or to stumble on your words. 

It wasn’t until he added a second finger where things started to go down hill. You began to stutter, soft moans began to leave your lips.

“P-Please, can I stop reading?” You beg hoping to get an answer you liked. 

He just chuckled as he stopped his motion, “Why should I let you stop baby?” He teased looking up at you, you didn’t have an answer to his question. 

“You gotta study babygirl,” he teases as he slowly pumps his finger in and out of you. 

“P-Please daddy, I wanna watch you,” you whine causing him to stop, 

“You like this?” He begins to move his fingers faster, you put your book down. “If you aren’t gonna read you’re gonna look right at me,” he says looking you directly in the eyes. You gave him a nod locking eyes with him. While keeping eye contact, slowly he leans forward leaving a single kitten like on your clit, almost testing the waters. You bit your tongue to hold back the moan that would have escaped. 

Without warning he went straight in, sucking your clit between his lips.

“o-oh fuck,” you whimper as you try to keep eye contact with him, the feeling of his lips harshly sucking on you, while pumping his fingers into you. It was unlike anything you had ever felt before. When he finally inserted a third finger, your head rolled back a moan finally leaving your lips. You felt him gently slap your thigh to gain your attention, 

“Eyes on me babygirl, I wanna see your beautiful face when you cum on my fingers,” you felt yourself get closer to your release, 

“Fuck, are you gonna cum babygirl? I feel you tightening around my fingers.” He groans, “You like doing this in public don’t you? You like the idea of getting caught, don’t you?” He taunts, you moan not able to form words, 

“Answer me,” he growls against your clit as he gently nibbles on it, 

“Yes daddy, I like it,” you whines out softly, he chuckled sending vibrations straight to your core. 

“I knew you did you slut,” his words only pushing you closer to the edge, 

“I’m so close,” you moan, “Please daddy, let me cum,” you beg, he groans at the sound of you begging. 

“Go on babygirl, cum for daddy,” he groaned out move his fingers faster. The look in his eyes was enough to throw you over the edge, your legs began to shake as you finally reached your climax. He helped you through your high, working his fingers slowly in and out of you until you finally came down. 

“What a good girl~”

Your eyes snapped open, you could feel the wetness pooling between your legs, you hated wet dreams…. You grumbled to yourself as you looked at your phone and saw that it was seven o’clock, thirty minutes before your alarm as to go off. 

“God damn it,” you mumble under your breath as you get out of bed, deciding to take a shower to start the day and maybe you might be able to deal with the aching between your legs. 

Your day had honestly started off alright considering waking up earlier than intended.  Your first three classes went by rather well, though you had two more to go. Between walking from building to building you stopped into the cafeteria to grab a quick snack seeing as though you wouldn’t be eating until eight o’clock tonight when you met with Joon.

In your rush to get in and out quickly, you ran into something solid, 

“(Y/n)? You alight?” A concerned voice asked, you nodded before looking up, 

“Yeah, I’m alright Hobi,” you say, “I’m sorry for running into you, I’m in a bit of a rush,” you explain to him, he smiled his bright smile before speaking, 

“No harm done! I look forward to seeing you tomorrow at the club meeting!” He say as you rush off. Hobi was president of a dance club that you had been apart of since your freshmen year, but it wasn’t until Hobi came around that you guys ever did anything. You were finally doing shows and competitions, it was honestly the most amazing thing. The both of you bonded over a duet you did together that would be considered pretty risky for just friends to do. Ever since then you two were honestly the best of friends. 

Rushing towards your next class you munched on a piece of toast, you weren’t running late but if you walked slow enough you would be. You just kept telling yourself that you were almost done and soon you would be meeting with your cute new friend. 

Seven o’clock came around and you were trying your best to keep yourself awake, you last class had a quiz that you had completely forgot about and it honestly took everything out of you. 

“Hey (y/n),” Namjoon says as he meets you outside of the school building. 

You yawn and smile, “Hi Joon,” he frowns, he can clearly see that you were tired. 

“Let me take you to your room,” he says with his usual smile, you looked at him in confusion,

“N-No, Joon lets go do our project,” you yawn as you begin to walk, he stops you by gently grabbing your hand,

“Why don’t we go to your room, we can work there if you want,” he says, you nodded sleepily. You must have been that sleepy to invite the boy your roommate shipped you with back to your room. This was a disaster waiting to happen. 

Namjoon walked with you into your room, your roommate was no where in sight. Weird, she must have been at her boyfriends room…

“Make yourself at home,’ you yawn as you set you bag down by your desk and promptly take a seat on your bed. 

“Fuck~” Namjoon mutters as he checks his phone, 

“Whats wrong?” You ask sleepily, you kinda cuddling into your bed. 

“My roommates girlfriend is over, meaning I need to find a place to crash tonight,” he mumbles clearly not happy about the predicament. 

Without thinking you spoke up, “Stay here,” he seems to freeze in his place, “I don’t mind,” you yawn again now laying down in the bed. 

“A-Are you sure (y/n)? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he reasons with you. You pat the empty space next to you, honestly not caring what he did. 

He must have realized no work was getting done tonight, because the lights went out and you felt him lay behind you. You could tell he was trying to keep his distance like a gentleman but you weren’t a fan of personal space. 

A soft yawn escaped your lips  as you cuddled closer to his chest, you had always liked being warm when you slept and he was practically radiating heat. Namjoon tensed up behind you, unsure of what to do mainly because he didn’t want to overstep his boundaries. Though he felt himself slowly drift to sleep, his arm gently draping over your waist gently. He could help but feel butterflies in his stomach, it was true he found you cute and that he may have gained a crush on you in the small amount of time you knew each other. Though he wasn’t going to complain about what was happening, no way in hell but he just hoped when you both woke up you things wouldn’t be too awkward. 

You heard the door slowly open, at what you assumed was, early that next morning. You didn’t pay much mind to it seeing as though you were so comfortable and warm in your bed. The soft giggles of your roommate were faint as you slowly began to wake up from your peaceful sleep. You had begun to realize that you pillow was a bit harder then usual…You eyes fluttered open only to find that your pillow was, in fact, the hard chest that belonged to none other then Namjoon. You knew nothing had happened last night, and that this was nothing more. 

“What time is it?” You groan quietly to your roommate, 

“A little after seven,” she says just as quietly, “I see you had a fun night,” she teased, 

You stuck your tongue out at her, “No, he came over to work on our project and I fell asleep, his roommate had his girlfriend over and needed a place to crash.” You tell her as quietly as you could without waking the gentle giant. Your roommate still giggled and went to her side of the room, you assumed to get ready for the class she had today. 

You took this moment to look up at Joons sleeping face, his hair was slightly disheveled and his lips slight agape. Every so often he would softly snore and shift a little. You honestly wished you could have this view all the time. You watched for as he slowly began to wake up, his eyes fluttered open. 

A small smile formed on his lips, “Morning,” he mumbled lowly in his deep morning voice. 

“Morning Joon,” you say just as softly as you slowly try to sit up, instead he slowly pulls you back, 

“Stay for a bit longer,” he groans as he seems to close his eyes again. You honestly didn’t fight him, though you knew your roommate wasn’t gonna let you live it down. It wasn’t much longer until your eyes fluttered shut again and you fell asleep. 

You woke up again, this time to a tickling feeling against your neck. It didn’t take you long to realize that it was Namjoon’s breath against your neck. His face was buried into your neck, his lips ridiculously close to touching your skin. You tried so hard to control your breathing, to ignore the feeling of arousal starting to pool between your legs. Just the idea of his lips on your neck was enough to cause said aching between your legs. 

Namjoon groans in his sleep, shifting closer to you, his lips now brushing gently against the nape of your neck. You bit your lip in order to hold back the whimper that was rising from your throat. This man had no idea what he was doing to you. You continued to feel his lips lightly brush against your neck for a few moment, holding back was becoming incredibly hard. You wanted to move but his arm was securely wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him, maybe he was aware of what he did to you…

You tried to push that thought away from you there was no way he knew, well that’s what you thought. Not seconds later did his lips press against your neck, not roughly but just enough that a the whimper you had been holding back finally made an appearance. His lips didn’t move, it was clear that he was still asleep. 

“J-Joon,” you whisper out in hopes that maybe he would wake up, He just groaned in his sleep, his lips continuing to graze your neck. 

“Namjoon,” you breath out, trying to hide your embarrassment, you honestly couldn’t believe that something this simple was turning you on. Slowly he began to shift, his lips moving away from you now as his eyes opened. 

“(Y/N)?” He groans as he slowly wakes up, you sat there trying to catch your breath. You heart was still pounding in your chest, 

“Are you okay?” He asked, clear concern laced in his voice. 

You nod your head, “Y-Yeah, just woke up from a weird dream,” you stammer out trying to keep yourself calm. He sits up looking at you, he was worried about you clearly. 

“I’m alright, I promise,” you say, “do you have class today? We can do some of our project today.” You say trying to change the subject. He rubs his eyes, before shaking his head, 

“I have a club meeting tonight but that’s about it,” he replies, he keeps an arm wrapped around you as you chatted,

“You’re in a club?” You question, you assumed he was in some sort of ‘smart person’ club but you wouldn’t actually admit that out loud. 

“A childhood friend wanted me to join a club with him,” he says with a nod, 

“Who’s your friend? If you don’t mind me asking,” you ask honestly kinda curious to see if you know them.

“His names Hoseok,” he says with a shrug, 

You sat there shocked for a second, “Wait, Jung Hoseok?” You ask, when he nodded you nearly had a heart attack, “You’re joining the dance club?” You blurted, you really hoped he didn’t take offense to that. 

He laughed and nodded, “Yes, I know it’s a bit strange. He roped a bunch of our friends together to do some sort of dance together,” he laughed, “He even managed to ask our friend Seokjin and Yoongi to come back to join it,” He explained, now you were interested, 

“Wait, Min Yoongi?” You ask, “The music production major, who on the last day literally cussed out the professor?” You squack, causing the both of you to laugh. His laugh was honestly adorable to say the least. 

“Yes that Yoongi,” he confirmed, “We all became friends at a young age and we all just kinda stayed together I guess.” He chuckled, you smiled hearing that. You didn’t have many friends growing up, and the ones you did lost contact and you all just kinda faded away. Not like you really cared seeing as though you never really liked having friends anyways. 

“I didn’t realize he would be someone to be into dancing,” you mutter causing Namjoon to chuckle, there were no other words spoken for a few moments. 

Eventually, the both of you began to work on your project. You both of you throwing ideas back and forth of the strangest thing. 

“Hear me out,” you begin with a giggle, “What about these two friends live together, and one of them becomes possessed by a demon,” you explain, “the demon sees that the friend it’s possessing is madly in love with the other. So it spends all its time trying to get them together,” you conclude looking at his face for any sort of thought. 

A bright smile spread across his face, “Thats amazing! It’s perfect!” He says happily, jotting it all down in his notes. The both of you continued to work for most of the day, it seemed like both of your minds just joined together as one. 

Before you realized it, it was nearly time for you to head to club. 

He began to pack up his things, “So I’ll see you there?” He asked with a happy smile, you gave him a happy nod before saying goodbye. Once he left, you threw on your more dance worthy clothing before grabbing your water bottle and keys, before locking your door and leaving. 

You were one of the first to arrive after Hobi, he was quick to run to you and engulf you into the tightest hug imaginable. 

You were happy to give him an even bigger hug, “Hobi!” You squeal happily, his cute laugh filled the room as you both just stood embracing each other. Though it honestly hadn’t been that long since you had seen him, you both often greeted each other this way. 

It was honestly the one thing you looked forward to. If it weren’t for Hobi, you wouldn’t be the person you were today. As you waited for the rest of the club, the both of you stretched and spoke together about the things you had done over your summer or just random things that you both had been up to. 

Eventually a few stragglers came in before the large group of boys that you were kind of familiar with. The three you recognized was, of course, Namjoon who walked beside Yoongi. You had only seen him a few times, Yoongi was pretty quiet when he wasn’t with his friends. You had nearly worked a project with him, a singer was needed, you had auditioned but the day you were asked to go in they had turned everyone away. He had decided to do something different. 

The last person you recognized was Jimin, you had met him through the club. He was a true sweetheart and was honestly a dance god. You honestly envied his talent, he was an amazing dancer with so much passion. You had both danced together once, you had nearly won a competition his first time doing the club. 

Hoseok’s voice filled the room as he greeted his friends from where he was standing, you could tell he was extremely happy to see that they had actually decided to show up. He waved you over with a wide smile, you cautiously walk over not exactly sure how this would go over. 

“Guys! This is (Y/N), she’s another good friend of mine!” He introduces, you gave an awkward smile and wave as they all introduced themselves. Jimin greeted you with a sweet hug as the others just kinda waved. 

“I’m just so glad you guys are here!” He cheers with a giggle, each person broke into a pretty wide smile. This years club was going to be an interesting one, you could tell. 

A few months had gone by, Namjoon and yourself had gotten closer than ever. If you squinted you would honestly think you were an actual couple, well most people believed that you were anyways. You were always together, either working on your project or just hanging out together.  Hobi had noticed the two of you getting close, so he decided to make you dance partners. It was honestly the most amazing thing to happen, it only brought you two closer together. 

So close that your roommate just wouldn’t stop teasing you, asking when you were finally gonna take things to the next step. You obviously told her that you both weren’t in that kind of relationship, she would just roll her eyes and continue to tease you. 

Today was like any other day, except today you stayed in his room. The both of you sat in his bed watching a random movie that played on his computer. You two often did this on the weekends, it was a way for you to de-stress and just spend time away from everyone. 

Though something was different, Namjoon seemed nervous. He arm was slung over your shoulder, you wanted so desperately to cuddle into his side. 

Recently the stresses of college had really gotten to you, all the work and projects you had to get done where starting to take its tole. You hadn’t been sleeping well, you hadn’t been eating well and honestly you had gone a week or so without interacting with anyone, that included going to your favorite club. 

“Are you okay?” Joon questions snapping you out of your thoughts. You didn’t speak for a few seconds, the only sound to be heard was the sound of the tv. 

“I’m alright,” you finally answer, “I’m just glad to be finally having a break from everything.” You whisper softly, he gave a small nod before pulling you closer to his side. The faint smell of his cologne fulled your nose instantly calming you down. 

“Thanks Joonie,” you mumble snuggling into him more, if that’s even possible. You heard him chuckle a little. You glanced up to him, much to your surprise he was looking at you, his dimpled smile showing. You found yourself glancing down at his lips a few times, honestly wondering if they were a soft as they looked. He seemed to notice you gaze rather quickly, he was always a little slow when it came to the signs but he could see that this was something you might have wanted. He slowly leans towards you, his lips now extremely close to yours. 

“N-Namjoon,” you whisper, looking into his dark eyes. Concern filled them for a second, afraid he had done something wrong. “Kiss me, please,” you tell him, not wanting to wait another second. He seems frozen at your request, so you took the leap of faith. Gently you connected your lips together, it was clear that the both of you were nervous. 

The kiss lasted only a few seconds, before he pulled away slowly, you heart was beating out of your chest. Before you knew it, his hands gently grabbed your waist, pulling you onto his lap you legs straddling him. One of his hands sat gently on your side while the other caressed the back of your neck. He pulls you back in for another kiss, this one passionate and showed all the feelings he had. His hand held you close as his tongue gently snaked his way into your mouth. Was this was really happening?

You couldn’t help but involuntarily rolling your hips against his causing the both of you to moan into each others mouths. You finger tangled in his hair holding him as close as you could get him. Was this actually happening? You’d never done this with anyone before but you weren’t going to stop, this felt way too right. 

You pulled away from his lips, both of you trying to catch your breath. Cautiously his lips trailed down your neck, leaving feather light kisses everywhere that he could. You let out a soft sign, the feeling foreign but pleasant. As he became more confident in himself, his lips pressed harder onto your neck occasionally sucking and nipping at the skin cause soft moans to slip past you lips. His hands began to wander cautiously, giving you an opportunity to stop him at any time. You hadn’t planed to stop him, even after his hands began to wander under your shirt touching your bare waist. He pulled away from your neck, looking you in the eyes asking for permission. You simply nodded, you didn’t have to say words the both of you could practically feel each others energies. 

His lips connected to yours again, you grabbed the edge of your shirt, slowly pulling it up and off of you. The kiss continued for a few moments before he too shed his shirt. Your hands began to trail his toned stomach, he was so well built… 

A groan escaped his lips as a hands began to trail up towards your chest, his hands cupping your cloth covered breasts gently almost testing the waters. Once again his lips trailed down your neck heading towards your semi-exposed chest. Taking this chance, you reach behind to unclasp your bra letting it fall from your chest. He doesn’t hesitate to let his lips wander further down until his lips attached to one of your nipples. You couldn’t stop the moan that trembled from your lips causing him to glance up at you and pull away, 

“You gotta be quiet, we don’t need everyone hearing,” he chuckled with a small smirk causing wetness to pool between your legs. He left a few kitten likes against your nipple before seeing your reaction, “Unless you want everyone to know.” This caused another moan to surface giving him the answer he was looking for. He used his strength to lay you down on your back, him hovering above you. His lips continuing to assault your breasts, leaving small love bites and soft kisses as he worked his way down towards you stomach. 

“Joon, please,” you whine softly trying to keep your voice down. He left light kisses near your navel as he slowly began to pull down your sweatpants. Lifting your hips off the bed to help get your pants off. He wasted no time, leaving light kisses against you thighs leaving your body shaking with anticipation. He silently drank in your form before leaning down kissing near the waistband of your panties, he glances up at you almost silently asking for permission which you happily gave him. He pulled them down your legs carefully, you hear him audibly groan at the sight of you. 

“You’re so wet baby,” he groans as he begins to kiss your thighs again making his way higher and higher. He parts your legs, placing them on his shoulders as he dives in. His tongue automatically finding your clit, you bit your lip silencing the cry that the whole building would likely had heard. Your fingers tangled in his hair, holding on for dear life, his mouth felt amazing. 

“H-Holy shit, that feels so good,” you moan softly, you felt him smile against you, occasionally groaning as he continued to eat you out. The closer you to to your high, which was a lot faster than you would hope, the harder it became to hold back your moans. 

“Joon, I’m so close, please,” you beg trying to keep your voice down as low as you could, your grip in his hair tightened causing him to groan. You hips bucked up against his face, trying to chase your orgasm. He flattens his hands against your stomach, pinning you down so you couldn’t move. This only brought you closer, after a few moments of chasing your much needed orgasm he growls against you, 

“Cum for me, baby,” That was all it took before you were thrown over the edge, the idea of him being able to bring you to an orgasm with just his tongue only seemed to intensify it. 

“Joon,” you whine as you came down from your high but his ministrations didn’t stop. You tried to push him away but he held you down. It was only a moment before he from between your legs, crawling up your body and kissing you lustfully. You could still taste yourself on his tongue as you fought for dominance. His fingers gently touched your sensitive clit causing you to gasp against his lips, he pulls away slightly,

“Relax baby,” he whispers, “I have to prep you for me,” he nips at your neck, as his fingers trail down towards your entrance you grab his hand. 

A faint blush crept on your cheeks, now feeling embarrassed, his eyes softened. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked genuinely concerned about this, you covered your face in embarrassment. 

“I-I’m a virgin,” you mumble, gently he moved your hands from your face. He looks directly into your eyes, you could only see love in his eyes. 

“It’s alright,” he kisses your cheek sweetly, “If you want to stop we can, I don’t wanna rush you,” he begins, “If not, I will be really gentle alright? I would never hurt you,” he whispers, you felt tears well up in your eyes. You couldn’t believe he actually cared that much for you…. 

“Please keep going,” you whisper, “I trust you,” you watch as his smile grew wider, the love in his eyes only grew brighter. 

“Then I will be really gentle, you just have to tell me if I’m hurting you,” he says; you give him a nod of understanding before he continued. His lips connected to yours once more in a quick kiss before he gently laid his forehead against yours, his finger circling your entrance. You gave him a small nod while looking into his eyes. He took the first step, slowly inserting a finger into you. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling to start with, kinda uncomfortable but the longer you adjusted. You knew this was just the beginning though. 

Slowly he began to move his finger, testing the water to see how you were feeling, the moan that escaped your lips seemed to egg him on. His pace slowly quickened, before slowly entering a second finger into the mix. He halted his motions for a few moments, 

“You’re doing so well beautiful,” he whispered in your ear, along with a few other encouraging words that seemed to shoot a tingling sensation right down to your core.  

“M-Move, please,” you whine not wanting him to hold back any more. He took that as his cue, starting a slow almost teasing pace that drove you crazy. Though the slow pace didn’t exactly last too long, it began to pick up. His eyes never left yours, watching as your face would contort in please just by the flex of his fingers. 

“J-Joon,” you moan, “I want you,” he didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed himself off the bed, finding a condom not in his desk but his roommates. This made you giggle, 

“he won’t notice, the guy goes through them like candy,” he grumbles as he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers. His hard cock hits his stomach, the tip already leaking pre-cum as he put the condom on and hovered above you. 

“This will hurt a little, alright? But just for a minute,” he advices as he lined up with your entrance. Once he slowly began to sink into you, holding back tears you pulled him closer to you burying you face into the crook of his neck. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you laid together adjusting to his size, the pain slowly turned into a dull ache and eventually nearly nothing. 

“Y-You can move,” you tell him as he pecks your lips. Slowly he pulls himself out and back in, setting a slow pace just to start out. Soft moans continued to flow from your lips, trying so hard to keep quiet but it was proving a harder task than you thought. 

He kept the slow pace for a few minutes, the he began to speed up until he was nearly pounding into you. All you could do was moan his name as you were, once again, building up towards your orgasm. Namjoon left soft kisses against your neck, leaving love bites in his wake, 

“Are you gonna cum, baby?” He growls against your neck, 

You hold back the loud moan you were threatening to let out, “yes,” you moan, “Yes daddy,” you whimper, you felt his tense slightly at the name he was just called. A blush crept up your neck and to your cheeks, you honestly believed you had screwed up. 

“Call me that again,” he groans into your ear as he began to snap his hips forward thrusting deeper than before.

“Daddy,” you whine, “I’m so close please,” you sob trying to keep your cries to a dull roar but you were ultimately failing. He continues to thrust, now rougher than ever but you could tell that the name was really getting to him. You could feel the knot in your stomach endlessly tightening but it wasn’t enough, you needed something else. Almost as if he read your mind, his hand snuck down between your bodies, his finger tips drawing tight circles on your clit. 

“Come on baby,” he groans, “Cum for daddy,” he growls while making eye contact with you. You felt the knot snap, you pull Namjoon down into a suffocating kiss, muting the loud moan that escaped as you found your release. Namjoon followed behind, as he felt your walls tighten around him his thrust got sloppy, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. 

“Shit, fuck,” he groans into your neck as he released into the condom. His thrusts continued until he nearly collapsed on top of you. The both of you panting, trying to catch your breath. Before he got to comfy he tied the condom off and threw it in the trash. He pulled the blankets over the both of you, and pulled you towards his chest, his heart was still racing. 

“That was amazing,” you say softly, cuddling into his chest. He only nodded in agreement, taking a few minutes to figure out what he wanted to say. That was until the sound of his door unlocking brought you both out of your daze. 

You weren’t prepared for who walked in. 

“Woah, what the fuck…” a familiar voice said, the both of you glanced over only to see your roommate and her boyfriend walk in. 

“No fucking way!” Your roommate squeals in, honest to god, joy. You buried your face into Namjoon’s chest to hide the deep red blush that appeared. 

“Can you guys like, leave?” Namjoon asked, hoping that they wouldn’t over stay their welcome. The both of them laughed, his roommate grabbing a few things before heading back towards the door, 

“So this is what it feels like to be walked in on?” He mumbled causing you and Joon to laugh. When the two of them left, leaving you two alone did he finally speak. 

“I want to take you out,” he mumbles, “Please… I kind of did this in the wrong order,” he rubbed the back of his neck. You giggled at him, his nervousness was honestly the cutest thing. 

“I would love to go out Joonie,” you say kissing his cheek, “Now can we take a nap?” You ask with a giggle. He gave a wide smile before nodding. 

“Of course beautiful,” he whispers as the both of you lay down, he pulls you into his warm chest before the both of you fall asleep.

[i-may-be-stupit]

Shigaraki x Silly!Reader

As usual, this is rather gender-neutral and the horny got me because I fukn love Shiggy 🥵😍 but yeah, enjoy!

You typed up a report of the latest incident between Endeavor and the league of Villains. Well, actually, you were just editing your boss's writing. She was a journalist and you were her assistant. You rolled your eyes, reading through it and fixing any grammar mistakes or typos you came across. Why the hell is she making Endeavor seem so god damn perfect? I mean, when you first met him, you told the guy a joke and he hasn't stopped glaring at you ever since. You rolled your eyes at just the thought of that fuck-faced jackass.

Not only were you the editor, but you were also the secretary in the news office building which is a whole different job as it is. You blew a bubble from your gum and turned your music in your earbuds up a bit more, since the day was going slow. Yeah, there'd be a scoop here and there but not a lot.

You looked up to see a guy with red eyes and a black hoodie grinning evily while saying stuff to you. You just stared at him until he finished talking. He looked at you and you looked at him. You spat your gum in a tissue then took out your earbuds. You smiled softly at the man. "I'm sorry, you said you wanted a visitors' pass?"

The man looked at you with a blank stare at first. "You didn't hear anything I just said?" You shook your head. He frowned and tilted his head in annoyance, "I was talking for like 3 minutes straight." You just blinked. "I just explained my whole reasoning for kidnapping you for information on Endeavor."

You smiled at him, "Im sorry sir, I'm just the secretary, but the information desk is on floor three, just take that elevator to the right and-"

"What the fuck, bitch?!" He opened his arms wide in anger, "Do you not recognize me from the news?!"

You put a finger on your chin and tapped it in thought for a moment, before clicking your tongue and snapping your finger, "Ah, you must be a pro hero or something!" His jaw dropped. "Wow, no wonder youre so handsome!" You took the bottle of lotion out of your desk's drawer and offered him some. "If you're going on an interview you could use some of this though!" He glared at you before snapping his fingers, and thats when you found out who he is.

The entire League of villains showed up and your eyes widened in fear. The man known as Shigaraki Tomura laughed harshly with a gleam in his eyes, "Recognize me yet, (Y/N) (L/N)?!"

You stared at him again in fear. You then snorted, "Hank the handy man?" And thats when he lunged at you, only for Shigaraki to fall into one of Kurogiri's portals. You laughed with tears in your eyes as the burnt up goth boy snickered. Kurogiri elbowed Dabi and Dabi wiped away a bloody tear in his own eye as he held your arms behind your back.

Dabi chuckled quietly in your ear a small, "You gotta teach me some insults if you live." And you snorted as you consentualy walked into a portal, not even mad at being kidnapped.

You were in what seemed to be a lounge area, seated on a chair with your arms handcuffed to the back of you. You looked around, innocently smiling, "Wowie, nice place you guys got here!" Spinner looked at Dabi confused as you started humming. "So, uh, whatcha need me for?"

Mange spoke up, "Wait, how are you so calm about this?"

You chuckled, "Hey, this chair is comfy, I'm off from work now, and I got to see a cute guy up-close and personal!"

Dabi looked at you with a straight face. "No thank you."

You rose an eyebrow at him, "Dont flatter yourself, Rat, I'm talking about the one that tried to kill me." Shigaraki walked into the room, slightly pissed off as Kurogiri rubbed his back. "There he is! The handsome one!"

Shigaraki glared at you. "Don't patronize me." You were about to speak, but he cut you off before even getting the chance, "You're working with Yuki Ino, the Journalist who's been interviewing pro heros, including Endeavor." You nodded, not understanding if that was supposed to be taken as a question or not. "Tell me everything about what's happened to All Might, why he retired, and how to end Endeavor, including the Pro-heros' plans to take down my organization."

You stared at him for a good minute before sneezing, "Sorry, what did you say? I disasociated."

Shigaraki twitched before scratching his neck violently. "What do you know about the number 1 pro hero?!"

"What?!" You looked at him in utter confusion. "I cant even remember what I had for breakfast, how the fuck do you expect me to remember anything about Enslaver?"

The red eyed male scratched his neck faster. "Endeavor."

You looked in even more confusion, "What the fuck is that?"

Shigaraki pulled you by your shirt closer to him in pure anger, "His hero name! Its Endeavor, not Enslaver!"

You blushed and fluttered your lashes, "Wow, the way your crimson gems glisten even in such dim lighting is so mesmerizing..." You puckered your lips and moved forward, but Shigaraki just let go of your shirt in utter disgust.

"I dont speak Wattpad."

You smiled at him happily, "I mean, I know that I should be scared because you're hella intimidating, but geez louis, your eyes are pretty! If you don't end up killing me can I be your boo thang?" You grinned and thats when he lunged at wwnnaqqa again, only for Kurogiri to put himself in front of you, again, so Shigaraki just fell into his portal, again.

Kurogiri just quietly mumbled out a small, "Lets take a break." Before going to the bar and throwing back a shot of some alcohol.

Later:

Shigaraki crossed his arms in front of the League with you in another room. "She was trying to seduce me like a slut to get out of death! Playing with my emotions?! Like I'm an ,idiot?! How dare she?!"

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Dabi sat back, watching as Toga practiced her knife throwing on Twice. The burt man shrugged nonchalauntly, "She seemed legit to me."

Toga and Twice both nodded with a little, "Mhm," as Toga threw a knife at an apple on Twice's head.

Shigaraki just frowned. "Have you people seen me?" They all stopped what they were doing, looked at their boss and then put their hands up to their faces while cringing.

Kurogiri walked in, dragging you in a chair behind him. He placed you right in front of Shigaraki and you smiled awkwardly at him, "Sorry if i made you feel uncomfortable, Mister Shigaraki, I just can't help myself when I see a cute guy like you, though!" You giggled and shrugged as Twice awed at the nonexistent budding romance.

Shigaraki looked at you with disgust and concern. "You seriously think that I'm cute?"

You tilted your head cutely with a small smile"That's why I asked you out, what the hell?" You chuckled softly and Shigaraki blushed with a frown as he stared at you.

He scratched at his neck, took a shot of alcohol and sighed. "Just tell me everything you know about Endavor, okay?"

You frowned deeply with a small groan, "Ugh! He's kinda a asshole! I told him "Good morning, Teletubby Sun" and he just glarred really hard at me!" You frowned and pouted before mumbling out a small, "I mean, it was just a joke..."

Shigaraki pinched the bridge of his nose in utter frustration while Dabi fucking died of laughter in the background, "Anything actually important?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "Hey! That's totally important!"

A weak, hourse, "it is!" came from Dabi and you grinned.

"See, he gets it!"

He glared daggers into you and got closer to your face. "Do you not understand the danger you're in?" He snarled. "I can kill you right now if you dont submit."

You poked your lips out jokingly before giggling out, "I get it, but who's to say I don't wanna die?" You winked at him.

Shigaraki stared at you calmly, not leaving your goofy grin. "Everyone out of the room. Now." And everyone did as they were told and left, all praying for you.

Shigaraki silently cut your restraints and you started rubbing your wrists while smiling, "Thank you! You know, that was starting to hurt-"

He grabbed you by your hair and flung you onto the floor. The wind was knocked out of you and to make matters worse, he placed a foot on your chest, glarring down at you. "This isn't a game, you stupid fucking cunt." Shigaraki laughed darkly, seeing your jokester smile twist into a horrified grit as you struggled to breath. "I mean, are you dumb or something?! Your worthless life is on the line and you really couldn't care less?! "His hands covered his mouth, holding back another laugh, though you could hear it in his voice, "You're so fucking pathetic, I don't even feel like wasting my time killing you~!" He pushed his foot down harder.

You gasped for air, clawing at his foot to pry it off. "S-Shigaraki, sir-" A crack was echoed as he pushed his foot down harder on your now broken sternum. You scream out as tears fell from your face from the pain, "Please, p-please remove your f-foot..."

Shigaraki only laughed harder, cupping a hand over his cheek, ring finger raised, "Oh all of a sudden you care about your life, huh?" He straddled you, pinning you down with your wrists in one hand, and your neck in his other. "You think you can just flirt with me like the little slut you are and get off Scott free, huh?" You choked and Shigaraki drew closer to your ear, "Where's that attitude gone now, huh? Oh, can you not speak anymore? Tell me, please, how many dicks have you taken already. How the hell did you get a job," his face scrunched up in fury, "at a god damn Hero News agency without knowing shit about any heros, huh?! You probably slept with everyone there. Didnt you? Flirting with them to get what you want just like with me?"

Your face was hot and you were crying and choking at his words and actions, "N-No! That's not-" you gasped hard, unable to breath properly, "not me at all!"

Shigaraki loosened his grip on your neck. He glarred deep into your soul. "Then why the hell were you flirting with me back there? I'm not dumb, (Y/N), I'm a very fucking capable man!"

You smiled awkwardly, thankful that you could breath a little better. "I just think you're HANDsome!" Shigaraki's cheeks tinted pink as he glared at you. He let his grip go completely as you choked and coughed before looking up with a smile, "And this position... w-with you on top of me is really lewd, so can you maybe..." You trailed off as he just stared harder at you.

Shigaraki blinked, expressionless. "I'm pinning you down on the verge of killing you and the only think you can think of is getting fucked by me?" You looked away, struggling a bit with the feeling of awkwardness and arousal. He smirked, feeling your neck get hotter. "You really are a little fucking whore aren't you?" And with that, he softly kissed your lips.

Your face went hot as you looked up at him. "What was that for?" He kissed you again, this time longer. "S-shigaraki..." You pouted and looked away. "Theres something I should tell you..."

"Hm?" He tilted his head with a smirk, waiting for you to tell him that you're still a virgin.

"You shouldve taken my lotion earlier." You laughed out and he started choking you again. "Joking- J- Joking!" Shigaraki glarred down at you before tongue kissing you much more rough. You moaned as it thrashed against your tongue, saliva dripping out the side of your mouth. Shigaraki bit your lip softly before dragging his tongue down your chin and onto your neck. He licked and sucked on it as you bit your bottom lip. Tomura came back up and tongue kissed you for only a second before grabbing your shirt with all five fingers. You gasped and covered up your bra. "H-Hey! Gentlemen ask for permission first!" You frowned and he just grabbed you by your jaw.

He mocked you with a fake pouty voice, "Oh, that's my bad for not being a fucking gentleman. Can I pwease fuck you??" Tomura rolled his eyes, "Now shut the fuck up and let me suck on your nipples." Shigaraki's mouth immediately locked with your left nipple as his fingers played with your right. He laughed, hearing you softly mumble his name. His mouth left your chest with a small pop and he looked down at you with a smirk, "Dont be shy saying my name, (Y/N); I'm gonna need you to get used to screaming it anyways." And with that, he licked his lips then placed his tongue on your torso, dragging it all the way down to your work pants.

He decenigrated your pants and underwear happily. Shigaraki brought his face to your slit and took a hard lick, a finger shoving itself inside of your tight hole. You moaned loudly, confused. "Tomura, a warning next time!?" He just pumped his finger inside of you slowly as his tongue played with your privates. You moaned while holding his head down on you, your fingers twisted in his hair, as he sucked you off like a cherry. You panted heavily and he stuck another finger in you. Shigaraki then lifted his head off you.

"I'd warn you that time, but you're kind of suffocating me, so maybe, don't fucking push down so hard!" You frowned and just pushed his head back in between your thighs. He kissed and licked more, groaning whenever you'd thrust into his mouth deeper. Shigaraki chuckled at how you'd only get quiet when hes making you moan.

You shivered and groaned, coming closer and closer to your climax. Shigaraki noticed and immediately pulled off of you. He wipped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed you by the hair. "Alright, slut, you've had your fun." He pulled you towards him and you fell on the floor, right in front of his groin. Tomura sat, grinned down at you with one leg up, "You gonna just stare or are you sucking me off?"

You rolled your eyes before pulling his pants and boxers down. Oh wow, you were not expecting this... You put a hand over your mouth and blushed hard. He was only semi hard and already a good 8 inches, what the hell?? It was thin, but long, kind of like the rest of him.

Shigaraki frowned down at you, blushing hard, "What? Is something wrong with it?? I-I've never done this before, asshole, so stop making me feel bad!"

You felt a smile rise onto your lips. Is he... getting flustered? You chuckled and looked up at him, pumping slowly, "It's just intimidating." You licked the tip and gulped, feeling a bit nervous, "But, I'll try to take it all in, okay?"

You placed your lips on his tip and suck it as your hands jerked him off. He groaned, grabbing your head with 4 fingers. You gradually took more and more into your mouth, using your hands for whatever didn't fit. You bobbed your head up and down on him, speeding up. Shigaraki groaned your name.

"F-Fuck, Y/N, you really know what you're doing!" He pressed his hand on the back of your head harder, forcing more of him into you. You gagged and choked as Tomura just laughed, "God, you're taking it all in like a good little sex slave, aren't you?" You moaned at the name and shigaraki shuttered, "Mm, your moans feel so fucking good on my cock!" He breathed harder, "Fuck, Y/N, I need you to touch yourself while sucking me." You brought your hand to your slit and rubbed at it, moaning. Shigaraki groaned, "Fuck, Just like that!"

You gagged and moaned on his dick, feeling it twitch in your mouth. A lewd little 'pop' echoed in the room as you let off. Shigaraki frowned and you gave him a cheeky grin, "No sticky icky for you!" He groaned in annoyance.

"God, why are you like this?!?" He grabbed your arm and threw you roughly on the bed. Before you knew it, Shigaraki was already inside of you. Your face went hot as he fucked you doggy style.

You screamed, "A warning!!! We've been over this!!!" He responded with a slap on your ass.

Tomura rode your ass, grinding into you and groaning while doing it. "Fuck off, Y/N, you're a horny mess just like me, dumbass!" You screamed his name as his thrusts became faster and deeper. Shigaraki pulled both of your wrists back and down, making you kneel, your back pressed against his chest as he fucked into you. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight..." Shigaraki sloppily kissed your neck. You breathed harder as his dick hit the spot over and over. Shigaraki flipped you over onto your back. You laid underneath him as he paused. Tomura blushed harder and looked away, "I-I wanna really savor this..." he smirked, glaring in your eyes, "Plus I wanna know what you look like, full of my cum!"

You were flustered and giggling, "Its the ✨mood switch✨ for me-"

Tomura placed a hand over your mouth, "No. You just lost your speaking privileges."

Shigaraki grinded into you slowly. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and drool seeped from your lips. Shigaraki held your waist, pulling you whenever he's press himself deep inside of you. You were speechless from the pleasure. You moaned and whined as his body slowly moved with yours.

You pressed the back of your hand to your face, feeling a bit embarrassed at the change of atmosphere. It was so easy to just enjoy him fucking you silly and laughing and everything, but you couldn't bring yourself to feel any other emotion rather than pleasure muxed in with something new.

Shigaraki placed his forehead against yours and breathed harder, "I-I'm getting there, Y/N..." He let out a breathy moan and your legs shaked. Tomura kissed you softly as well. "A-Ah, you're almost there t-too, right?"

You nodded, feeling a knot in your stomach. You moaned and Shigaraki pulled out, cumming all over you. You moaned, climaxing too.

You were covered in cum and panting. You couldn't even find words to say. It just felt so good. Shigaraki cuddled up to you. He smiled and kissed your cheek. "I'm giving you your speaking privileges back now." You stayed silent, your face hot. It was hard for you to be serious, but God damn. Tomura looked at you a bit concerned, "You okay-"

"That was amazing."

He looked surprised before laughing hard. "Did I really leave you speechless?" You nodded, silently. Shigaraki kissed your lips, "That sucks because, even though you're annoying, I kinda like you."

Your eyes widened. He liked your jokes and stupid comments?! Your mouth became ajar. "I-I..." You just closed your mouth, staring at him.

Shigaraki placed his arm over you. He smiled, "Lets hang out tomorrow."

You smiled back.

[stacy-randell]

Note: music and picture on My Wattpad 1~The Assignment

It's 8:00 in morning and you just arrived at Stark Tower

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As you walk into the building wearing (Pic Above) jamming to (song above) you see Steve and Clint making their way into the elevator.

You call out "Hey Babe ... can you hold the door" (Referring to Steve)

Clint just rolled his eyes putting his hand out to stop the door from closing. You wink at Clint and give them both a quick hug.

"Hey...I saw that Clint just because he accepts my nicknames doesn't mean that you get to roll your eyes at us, besides you could have been my honey or bunny but you said no so I gave it to Wanda and Vision and together they are honey-bunny" you say while crossing your arms like a five year old.

Clint exchanges a look with Steve and just laughs.

Steve asks "What song you listening to today"

You take your headphones out and let the music fill the elevator.

You look at the two men towering over you waiting to see if there is any recollection in their eyes or if they sing along.

Clint starts bobbing his head slightly to the music and Steve just looks at you with confusion written across his face.  You just roll your eyes and start singing along.

As you are about to reach the top floor the song ends and you quickly connect your phone to the floor and blast (song above) right when you exit the elevator.

You start dancing and singing along to to song and as you go through the doors you grab Natashas hand and start dancing. You point to Tony who is already bobbing his head along. The other SHIELD agents just look at you in bewilderment while everyone else either roles their eyes at you or joins in. When the song ends you slide on your knees, then get up and take a bow "thank you... thank you" you say as you blow kisses to everybody.

There is some slow clapping coming from one of the corners of the room. "You sure do know how to make an entrance". You spin around to find no other than Nick Fury slowly coming out of the corner. You immediately smile at him. "Hey Buddy, did't see you there. . . besides I don't know how else to enter a room" you say with a smirk. "Maybe I need someone to teach me. . . maybe my Love could teach me or my Stud Muffin" you say sweetly.

Fury just looked at you with confusion then looked at Bruce for some kind of explanation. Blushing he smiled at you then proceeded to explain "I'm her Love and Thor is her Stud muffin"

Fury just sighs and explains everybody's assignment "Okay well (child) anyways so... Team 1 is Thor and you are with Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Scott, Y/N, and along with some back up from the available and qualified SHIELD agents. Your team will go to London to search for Loki. Team 2 is Steve and you are with Clint, Sam, Wanda, Vision, and along with some back up from the available and qualified SHIELD agents. Your team will go to the 2nd HYDRA base on our list in Germany to search for James Barnes AKA the Winter Soldier"

As Fury continues to give everyone their assignment you look up at Steve who has a hard expression on his face. "hey babe. . . there's nothing to worry about you'll find him" you give him a reassuring squeeze of the hand. He just nods in response.

After some time Fury finally dismiss us and tells the teams that they are leaving tomorrow at 12:00, Steve tells us to get ready for training  at 10:30.

As I head to the elevator Natasha and Wanda follow you. You only see Nat because you are looking for the perfect playlist for training today.

"Well hello Cutie what have you got going on this morning?"

"Nothing much Cutie-pie" replied Nat.

"And what about me Cuddle-Bear?" asked Wanda. Your head snapped up to see Wanda there, with a somber expression on her face.

You immediately start apologizing saying "I am so so so so sorry honey I did't even hear or see you. I was trying to find the right song and playlist" you ramble

Wanda bursts out laughing as you stand there in disbelief and you look to Nat who is trying to hold in her laugh.

Wanda says between laughs" I'm joking cuddle bear. . . I was just messing with you. I know how the right playlist helps you focus and get in the zone"

You let out a sigh of relief as you came to Wanda's floor you joke "I'll just have to get back at you at 10:30 then". She exits knowing that you'll stay true to your word and smiles back at you.

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Training~

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Flashback to almost a year ago~

Its your first day and you're behind nervous. You try to calm your nerves with (song above). You approach the Tower wearing (pic above). You walk into the building telling yourself to calm down and just be yourself.

"Yourself... who is that " you thought . You never really fit in considering you can create forcefields, teleport, and read minds. You make eye contact with who you knew from the news as Captain America AKA Steve Rodgers. You are just so starstruck but you compose yourself, Take out an earbud and blurt out " Hey , hot stuff"

He just looks at you blushing and confused. " Ummm. . . can I help you"

"I hope so" you reply with a wink. "I'm the new recruit. . . Y/n" you hold your hand out so he can shake it.

He takes your hand and is about to reply but you beat him to it. "There's no need to introduce yourself, I know who you are, everybody does" you say with a smile.

Shocked he responded "Well um. . . I should take you to Fury then. Follow me"

You follow him into the elevator and are about to put your headphones in when Steve asked "So what kind of skills do you have?"

"Wouldn't you like to know " you say crossing your arms and glaring at him.

He is taken aback and starts to apologize but you just chuckle.

"I'm joking. . . wow is everybody this uptight? You'll know when I show everyone. Fair?"

Relief spreads across his face " You got me there for a second. . . I was really worried that we got off on the wrong foot and it would have been awkward between us."

"Its only awkward if you make it awkward Steve" you smile

"Hey, can I call you by a nickname? It just helps with the tension in the first few weeks before we get close, since we will be working together? "

"I don't know . . . the ones Tony call me I don't really like"

"Aww come on please!!! My nicknames are never mean or anything. They are always terms of endearment. I'll call you Babe and you can call me Baby. That's not so bad is it?" The elevator dings indicating that you are about to meet everyone.

He agrees and you both walk out the elevator and into a huge conference room.

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Present~

You arrive at the gym at 10:28 wearing (pic above) and right before you enter you put on (song above) and blast it in the gym.

You enter the gym walking, playing different invisible instruments to the song, straight towards the punching bags.

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Flashback~

You walk into the room filled with all of the people you admire. Fury introduces you to everybody and asks you to show everyone your powers.

"Well you see I can Teleport." You disappear and reappear behind everyone. "Create forcefields" you create one thats in-front of everybody and call out "shoot at it". Nat takes out her gun and shoots at it 3 times. The bullets hit it and tumble to the ground with clinks.

"And read minds" you wink at Steve who turns beet red. "But I don't do it without your permission. So there is no need to worry Babe" you smile.

Everyone just looks between you and Steve.

Tony speaks first "Well . . . I guess Rodgers and Y/N got to know each other real well on their way up" he says with a smirk.

You just laugh and say "Well . . . when am I going to get to show you my moves"

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Present ~

Right as you are about done and taking one last swing at the hanging bag Scott comes from the other side of the gym and once you guys make eye contact you both immediately run towards each other trying to pin the other down.

You pin Scott down easily without using your powers, since you want things to be fair and it really challenges you, he tries to get up but you put pressure on his hand thats behind his back.

"Say it Hubby"

"Fine. . . you're the best damn Wifey I have ever had" he struggles to say

"And...." you reply

"And i'll always be there to serve you ice cream for as as long as I live"

"Damn straight" you let him go, smiling as you help him up.

Just then Steves loud voice booms through the gym

"Okay everyone line up so we can pair you up"

You stand between Sam and Wanda waiting for further instructions you greet Sam "Hey Romeo. . . you ready?" wiggling your eyebrows at him.

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3:00 Pm~

Training went by slow and terrible. . . . but not for me 😏

You kept your promise and gave Wanda a beating she'll remember. Nobody was able to keep you pinned down because of your amazing distraction skills.

When Clint pinned you down on the mat he held your hand above your head and was straddling your legs so you couldn't move them. All you had to say was "I bet your wife likes this position" with a wink and he loosened his grip on you. That was enough to pin him down.

He tapped out and just glared at you as he walked away.

Tony laughed "Thats why she's my Favorite "

"Clint what happened? I though you had her. She didn't even use her powers. . . as far as we know" Steve asked

"Yeah well you didn't hear what she said" Clint grumbled

You just smile at him and Steve dismisses everyone

You head up to your room to shower, change (pic below) and start to get dinner ready. But not before you put on the perfect song (song below)

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While getting lost in the song and waiting for the lasagna to be done your mind started to wander. [which is never a good thing] Thoughts and feeling of sadness, loneliness, and unworthiness overcame you. A minute ago you were fine but now after getting in your head. . . you just have this overwhelming feeling of sorrow. You didn't realize that the mask you wear to hide all of those bad thoughts fell, and you stood their with a tight and sad expression on your face.

Peter and Nat walk in and see you with a frown on your face. "Hey Princess are you ok? what's wrong?" Peter asked putting his hand on your back, startling you back to the world.

You immediately slap a smile on your face. "What . . . yeah. . . everything is fine, don't worry about it my Prince" as you give him a quick hug.

Nat just looks at you asking "Are you sure about that Y/N. . .you looked like you were thinking real hard there" and right before you were going to try to convince Nat that you were fine the oven beeped.

"Saved by the bell" you chuckle as you go to pull out the food from the oven. "FRIDAY can you tell everyone that dinner is ready and can you two set the table?"

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After dinner you head to the roof blasting (one of the above) songs just walking back and forth letting the view and wind wash away your worries about the missions tomorrow. You finally decide to go to bed blasting some songs (one of the above), not caring if others hear before you drift off to sleep.

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End of the first chapter 😊

I hope you like it and please feel free to leave suggestions and comments so I can improve.  If you have any song requests for moods or feelings just let me know any i'll incorporate them into the story. Also if its annoying then let me know

[viostormcaller]

okay yall I have a WILD fucking story for you guys today

So, for background, I ordered two things recently: a new onesie to replace my old one, and a pair of wireless earbuds from skullcandy. The onesie came (VERY comfortable btw) but the earbuds never did -- I had already tried once to pay for it and it got declined because I fucked up with the billing address and the shipping address being the same when it shouldn't have been. My fault, but I rebought the product, got my money back from the first payment, and thought all would be well. The onesie was delivered by USPS, and I literally never have issues with them -- every time I order something and they're delivering it, I always receive it. The earbuds, however, were being delivered by UPS, and I was like "oh god here we go" because any company who ISN'T USPS tends to be really fucking incompetent for whatever reason and I can never get my packages delivered to me. I had made the false assumption that maybe it would be fine and there would be no issues.

I was, of course, wrong.

For further background, the people in my apartment building are theives. Every time I get something delivered here, it gets stolen. They once stole a $5 pack of screwdrivers from me, so I have no faith in delivering anything bigger or more expensive than that over here (and thanks to the heavy police activity this morning they MIGHT be selling drugs up there?? but thats a different story). So I have all packages delivered to my stepdad's mom's house instead because the neighbors there are really honest and they've actually helped me with my packages a few times. But I digress.

I get it sent over there and, of course, the package is nowhere to be seen. UPS says it was delivered and left "with the customer," but clearly that was a fucking lie because the customer (aka my stepsister or me) did NOT have the package. And you know it's impossible to contact an actual human person at UPS?? Their pathetic excuse of a customer support line doesn't even have any support options, nor any options to get in contact with a representative of any sort. They DON'T EVEN HAVE A FUCKING EMAIL. And I tried to file a claim against them for my missing package BUT IT WAS INELIGIBLE FOR SOME FUCKING REASON. I was so stressed out and upset.

Well, as it turned out, when my stepdad came home he told me that the package had been delivered to the wrong house -- the postman that delivered it was a new guy instead of the usual guy, and of course they fucked it up. But whatever, the neighbors who recieved my package handed it back to the delivery guy and said "this isn't mine" pretty much, so UPS has to redeliver it (and I still could really heavy get on UPS for straight-up lying to a customer, but I'm not about to start more trouble). So I'm over here with my at least satisfied self thinking "at least they're honest over there, that package is worth 70 bucks and this is my second time trying to get it delivered so I'm glad I'm still getting it"

The upstairs neighbors at my stepdad's mom's house, however, didn't think that was good enough.

So one of them goes over there (because the place is right up the street) and goes to confront them, asking why they didn't just walk up to deliver it to the right apartment themselves since, y'know, the address is right on the fucking package and that wouldn't be that hard to do. So the two of them start arguing. And the guy who lives at the wrong house my package got sent to starts saying "black lives matter" to start shit and the neighbor at my stepdad's mom's house starts getting upset. A few minutes more of this I guess and the guy from my stepdad's mom's house TAKES OUT A FUCKING KNIFE AND STABS THE GUY IN THE ARM. I guess he then drops the knife and my other stepsister's boyfriend goes over to pick up the knife and walks off with it, so when the cops came they can't really accuse anyone right away because they can't find a weapon. But whatever I guess they did get the guy and brought him in and he was released this morning or something.

But I'm over here like... one, that's MY package yall are fighting over, it's not like it's yours, and two, not even I would stab someone over my own fucking package, why would I want someone to stab someone else ON MY BEHALF????? Like I feel kinda bad because like... I didn't realize this would be a big thing. All I'm trying to do is get some wireless earbuds so I can sleep with music on and not break my over-ear headphones. Like jesus christ if I knew this would end is someone getting stabbed I wouldn't have bothered!

Anyway TDLR; I indirectly caused someone else to get stabbed over a package I ordered and am both in shock and also feel kinda bad about it.

[kuratoki]

Changes 04

Are you enjoying this so far? Who else is wrecked by their comeback teasers? My heart CANNOT take it!!! 

Do you agree that things change in time? Well four years abroad would tell wouldn’t it?

Pairing: Reader x Jeno ft. NCT

Words: 3563

Warning: Mild swearing

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[7:30AM] Unknown - Hey Y/N? It’s Jeno, I got your number from HanaDo you maybe want to walk to school together? I’ll wait till 8 for your reply :)

Jeno frowned when you didn’t reply to his text and wondered if you were ignoring him from the night before. Was it too much? Did he come off too strong?

When he saw that it was well past eight, he sighed to himself before walking to school so he could get to his first dance class of the day to stretch before everyone else got in.

What he didn’t expect was to walk in to see you and Jisung in your dance clothes, sitting against the mirror with your eyes closed and earbuds in, slightly out of breath. He was about to make his presence known before Jisung opened his mouth.

“The next time you wake me up for an intense warm up like that again, I will quit this school.” he said suddenly opening his eyes, “How are you even functioning with the little sleep you got?” 

“I question myself about a lot of things.” you muttered with your eyes closed, “shouldn’t you be used to this?” 

“Starting school again puts me in the wake up later groove.” he admitted before he noticed Jeno and waved at the other boy who entered the class with a nod, eyeing the two of you curiously, “Plus, our team had the 6am warm up spot this year so it’s not like anything changed. Hey Jeno.” 

You opened your eyes and made eye contact with said boy who just entered and tried to hide your blush. Even though it was only the night before, the conversation played fresh on your mind. It was the main reason why you dragged Jisung out at such a weird hour to warm up before classes started. So you could get your mind off of it.

“Did you guys come early?” Jeno asked as Jisung nodded.

“We’ve been here since six. Went through some of our warm up drills that we had to do over the summer and Y/N wanted to start early.” he explained and cast you aside glance. He knew all about the night before which was actually the main reason he was dragged out of bed so early against his will but then again, you were someone he found really hard to say no to.

Jeno went and got changed and by the time he had come back, Jisung was on his phone watching whatever while you had both your earphones plugged in and your eyes were once again closed. He looked at Jisung’s hand which was drawing comforting circles on your thigh and frowned. Little did he know, Jisung was doing this to lower your anxiety while Jeno was around.

“Aish, we messed up the flip at the last second.” Jisung said as you opened your eyes and leaned over to what Jisung was watching and thats when Jeno realized Jisung was watching a playback of your practice video.

He sat next to Jisung and leaned over to see the video.

Jisung used his finger to show you the part and you let out a sigh.

“Ah, so it HAS to be on the beat.” you said watching the replay again as Jisung got up.

“Yea, so it’s literally, stretch, pull back and flip. But it has to be sharp.” he explained while showing you what he meant, “Cause then the beat drops and mix happens.”

Jisung went and put the song to the specific part you were running through before he got into position while you got up to join him and the two of you ran through that part of the choreography you were trying to perfect.

After a few tries you let out a small frustrated sigh, regardless how many times you tried it, the timing of the flip was still off.

“Maybe Y/N should pull back sooner,” Jeno suggested after watching what the two of you were trying to accomplish.

You had totally forgotten that he was there and was surprised you didn’t notice. Dancing with Jisung had become like a second nature to you and you had a tendency to get lost in your thoughts when you were working on choreo.

“It wouldn’t hurt to try.” Jisung said with a small shrug, “You do pull out further so it takes an extra beat to get back.”

The two of you tried the part again but this time, Jisung was able to flip you, leaving Jeno in amazement.

Jisung picked you up at the waist and you fell into a split over this head, your hands anchoring on his arms, what Jeno didn’t expect next was for you to slide forward before landing back to back with Jisung, your arms still interlocked and for him to pull you back upwards again before you landing facing him once more.

“My arms!!” Jisung whined once you did the part a few times, “Please don’t eat so much anymore. I may not be able to lift you up.” 

“Wow that’s so rude.” you said with your jaw dropped before smacking him on the arm, “You literally ate twice of what I did last night.” 

“And I’m also a growing boy.” Jisung said with a grin as he went towards the speakers, “Do you want to do the full routine? We’ll see how well it flows with the rest of the choreo.” 

“K,” you said, stretching your neck and getting into position.

Once the music started, Jeno felt like he was watching a professional show and now understood why he and Jisung were considered competition in the junior division.

Watching the two of you dance together reminded him of flowing water, there were some ballet notes in the mix but the song itself went between classical to modern. The two of you were so focussed on the other that had any of you looked the other way for whatever reason, the routine would’ve been messed up.

In the dance, there were a few lifts that he could tell took Jisung precise measurements to match and when the part that the two of you rehearsed came up, Jeno’s jaw dropped at the speed the actual flip and back went before the beat dropped at the two of you split off to different sides, only to come together again for the ending where your leg wrapped around his while his hand supported your weight and the two of you were breathing heavily.

‘Perfect.” you whispered.

“Perfect.” Jisung said as the two of you heard applause coming from the door only to see your instructor, along with half the class.

“That was amazeballs. I’ve never seen Jisung flip anyone EVER!” Jaemin said coming into the class with everyone else, “Were you guys here the whole morning?” 

“I just got here thirty minutes ago.” Jeno said as the three of you went to sit with him, “Apparently they’ve been here since 6.” 

“Yea...Hana said something about Y/N not being able to sleep last night.” Jaemin said with a slight nod, “I can’t believe you can still function.”

“I’m used to waking up at the crack of dawn for rehearsal.” you said taking a sip of the water Jeno gave you, “Our ballet training was always first thing in the morning and then our academic courses were throughout the day.” 

“Then our dance camp training started at 6am this past summer which is considered a sleep in to other groups but she was always up the earliest.” Jisung added and groaned, “I suffered so much.” 

 “ I never said you HAD to join me.” you stated crossing your arms while Jisung looked up at you but was actually watching Jeno’s reaction.

“Yea, but do you know how hard it already is to say no to you?” he asked and smirked inwardly at the reaction that Jeno had when the other boy cringed, “We would have activities till like midnight and then she’d call me at like 4:30 to meet her in the practice room.”

“And you still went?” Jaemin asked and Jisung nodded.

“Poor Hana would sleep till minutes before warm up and by the time she got to our warm up room, Y/N and I already spent close to an hour warming up and working on other routines.” Jisung said scratching the back of his head “Aish, I think I lost more sleep over the summer than I gained. I tried to say no once and I dropped Y/N on her face so I learned my lesson.”

“It was a bit of that specific routine actually.” you said, blank faced and with a nod, “The part where the flip was supposed to happen before it reversed, Jisung lost his grip one time and I landed on my face.” 

“Wahhh, but that routine was like flawless dude.” Jaemin said as Jeno nodded, “That was the routine that you two had to perfect in three weeks?”

“Yep.” you said with a nod and patted Jisungs shoulder, “Trust man...trust. All it takes is trust” 

When the instructor called your attention to the class, it was announced that partners would be picked for an upcoming project and you were surprised to find yourself paired up with Jisung while Jeno and Jaemin were paired. The objective was to create a routine with a song that the instructor chose and the class had three weeks to perfect and perform it in front of everyone. 

By the time lunch rolled around and you were able to meet with Hana, you were suddenly grabbed from behind and dragged away, much to everyone’s surprise.

“So this is what being kidnapped feels like.” you deadpanned when you found yourself in the arms of one Nakamoto Yuta, your roommates best friend, “And you are aware that I was with friends right?”

“They’ll survive.” he said looking back at the confused looks on all three boys, “Bitch, I had to look through the whole school for you. Why didn’t you tell me you were transfering?” he asked when he dragged you to his table with his friends and you were surrounded by ten other boys who looked at you curiously, “Guys, this is WinWin’s roommate he told us about, Y/N.”

“Ah, the infamous Y/N.” one of the boys that looked like a bunny said, “We’ve heard so much about you.” 

“Infamous?” you asked curiously as the bunny boy nodded.

“You’re close with Park Jisung right?” another boy asked, “He and Jaemins girlfriend talked about you a lot.” 

“Second day here and popular already. I’m impressed.” Yuta said with a smirk, “I only thought WinWin was exaggerating when he talked about you.”

“Well he certainly wasn’t exaggerating when he talked about you.” you retorted as you made eye contact with someone across the table and your eyes widened. Where was Jisung when you needed him? “But I should really go find my friends now. It was nice meeting you all.” 

“We have a performance for our group tomorrow at lunch.” Yuta said, “You should come check it out.” 

“I will.” you said before getting up to leave for your locker, not wanting to be around the group much longer.

You hurried out of the lunchroom while three others quickly followed at different times, some confused about the look on your face.

Since you weren’t looking where you were going, you felt yourself run into something particularly hard but before you could even think about hitting the floor, a strong arm wrapped around your waist and held you to their chest. You gasped when you recognized the scent and looked up to see Jeno looking down at you.

“Are you okay?” he asked as you nodded your head, “Where were you? We just saw you book it out of the lunch room…” 

“WinWin’s best friend found me. Apparently word got around that I transferred schools and now your whole club knows who I am.” you mumbled before a voice you recognized called your name.

“Y/N.” he said and you turned around, subconsciously keeping a hand on Jeno’s school uniform, if Jeno meant anything from last night and maintained the same temper he once had, this wasn’t a good situation at all.

“Yukhei?” Jeno asked, looking between the two of you wondering how you knew each other. 

“Jeno.” the other boy said with a gentle smile, “You know Y/N too?” 

“How do you know Yukhei?” he muttered down to you as Jisung joined the group.

“I thought I told you to stay away? You knew she was transferring.” he asked with a tilt of his head, completely ignoring the current conversation at hand and inwardly grinned when he saw Jeno’s arm around your waist with no intention of letting go.

“I have every right to talk to her and you know it.” Yukhei argued as Jisung cracked his neck and a smirk formed on his lips.

“With what you put her through during our first year of camp, it’s a wonder how she’s still dancing.” Jisung stated and you felt Jeno physically tense in front of you, “Was your punishment from last time not enough?”

“You know those rules don’t apply here Jisung.” Yukhei stated, “We’re in a different ball park now and you have no reign. You can’t tell me what to do like you did all those years ago.” 

“Ah...really?” Jisung asked and cracked his knuckles, “Are you sure about that?” 

“There’s no point in being afraid of you. You’d get kicked out of the club if you did anything. We’re on the same playing field now and that includes Y/N.” Yukhei said with a smirk and got in Jisungs face, “Like I said, I’m not afraid of you.”

Jisung chuckled, “And it’s not me you should be afraid of.” he said motioning to how you were holding Jeno back once he heard the words torment leave Jisungs mouth “Apparently they’re childhood friends, you know, the one he talked about a lot.” he smirked as realization crossed Yukheis features and you saw the look on Jisungs face.

You had to decide between holding Jeno back or running to Jisung so he would avoid getting punched in the face from making a snarky remark but you could feel Jeno tense under your hand as Jisung continued to speak and knew you made your decision.

“You’re lying.” Yukhei said uneasily, turning around to look at you but gulped at the look of anger on Jeno’s face. Even though Jeno was a few levels lower than Yukhei himself, he was someone who had a lot of respect from the older members of the dance club. Not only did he represent the junior team at nationals as their only soloist, he managed to take home first prize too which gained him school wide recognition. When it came to popularity, Yukhei was a nice face to look at but the talent was all Jeno. “Jeno man, we’re cool right?” 

“Depends.” he said, his face void of all emotion and you felt him tighten his arm around your waist and you knew he wasn’t thinking straight, “on what you did to Y/N.”

Eventually, Jeno let go of you and took a step towards Yukhei and despite the slight difference in height, Jeno could be intimidating when he wanted to be.

“And if I ever find out what you did to her. Then it’ll depend on how I feel when I find out. But stay away from her. It’s your only warning.” he said with a slight glare before going back to you and Jisung who was now at your side.

“What did I tell you?” Jisung whispered to you quickly with a small smirk before looking at Jeno, “Hana said she’d meet us at our third period class, shall we go?” 

“Let’s go.” Jeno said with a nod and the three of you left, leaving Yukhei watching as you disappeared down the hall. A strong frown evident on his face. His plan was going to be harder then he thought, especially if you had someone like Jeno on your side.

When the three of you walked into the class, a girl ran up to Jeno, almost literally pulling him away from the two of you.

“Jenoooo! Our instructor just posted a project that we have to work on and the course sheet says that we can choose our own partners.” she said excitedly as Jeno, who was still thinking about the situation earlier looked at her with disinterest.

“And?” he asked as you and Jisung joined Hana who was currently stretching on the other side of the room.

“Do you want to get a head start and maybe partner with each other? It’ll be like last years group presentation.” she said excitedly, “Maybe we’ll even get to compete in the school wide competition this year.” 

The girl in front of him, Lim Yeeun was part of an elite dance club outside the academy so naturally, anyone would’ve wanted to pair up with her and Jeno had in the past for practice purposes only. Next to Jisung, she was the only one who could match the intensity and skill he had but he learned quickly that she was only interested in distracting him from his main focus and he quickly ended whatever dance relationship they had before it even started. One, he wasn’t completely over you at the time and being around this girl just felt wrong.

“I’ll pass.” he said looking in the direction of where the three of you were laughing at something Jisung said and wondered why you suddenly leaned forward to pull Jisungs hood over his head before pulling the strings, making Hana crack up even harder, “The project doesn’t start for another few weeks so I’ll decide then. If you’ll excuse me.” 

Side stepping her, Jeno went to drop his bag at the back of the classroom where everyone else had their stuff before sitting himself behind you where you turned to look at the sudden intruder who squeezed themselves between you and the mirror but only smiled when you saw your somewhat friend and felt warm inside when he smiled back.

Yeeun stared at Jeno in shock. She swore that this was her year to make him hers. She knew that Jeno was aiming to win nationals the year before so she never pushed for him to make a move. He was a focussed dancer who knew what he wanted and it was obvious to everyone but her that she wasn’t what he wanted. She saw the smile that the two of you shared when he sat behind you and felt herself burn with jealousy. She even noticed that he decided to sit behind you in English as opposed to Jaemin which would have been conveniently next to her. What did the new girl have that she didn’t? 

When the end of class came, Jisung had pretty much spent most of the period making fun of you when Jeno wasn’t around and Hana had to join in on the fun too. 

“Oh, so do you want to know why she REALLY woke me up to warm up at 5:30 in the morning?” Jisung whispered to Hana as you all waited for Jeno outside the change room.

“I have an idea but what happened?” she asked giggling while looking at you sideways and Jisung whispered in her ear making her gasp. “No!!” 

“No what?” Jeno asked curiously as he came up behind the three of you and your eyes widened.

“Uh...Uhh..No! I refuse to be late for English!” you said suddenly as Jisung and Hana’s eyes both widened, both trying really hard to hold in their laughter, “Let’s go JenJen.” you said quickly grabbing his arm and more or less forcing him to follow you down the hall to your English class.

Jisung and Hana waved at Jeno who had turned to look back at them with a confused look but the three of them were sharing very similar thoughts.

Did she say JenJen?” they both asked as Jeno thought the same thing about his childhood nickname.

“See, I told you they’d get together sooner than later. He’s literally been in love with her for years.” Jisung said as his eyes saw Yeeun glaring at your backs, “But we may have another problem.”

“Yukhei?” Hana asked as Jisung shook his head before nudging his head towards Yeeun and Hana rolled her eyes, “Oh please. She may be a good dancer but the NCT club has their radar on her and knows that she’s more about the clout than anything. But if she does do anything stupid, it’ll be fun to set her in her place.” 

“You remember what she did to the last girl who tried to get with Jeno.” Jisung said, “If Y/N ends up hurt…” 

“Won’t happen. Jaemin said that Yeeun tried to use Jeno last year to win the competition but Jeno overheard the conversation and told her that he was going to participate solo. So as long as she doesn’t try anything physically, we should be fine.” Hana reassured.

Jisung nodded his head in agreement as he thought up the next part of his plan which actually may avoid him getting punched in the face.

[jungkookfeelz]

Beautiful Life

Description: Bangtan never imagined they would have to deal with the sudden death of their best friend.

Words: 3K

Notes: This was so fucking sad for me to write, holy crap. This was my first real angst story. Hope you enjoy it (kind of)

Warnings: Talks about death, if you’re sensitive to death as a topic, I suggest you don’t read beyond this point.

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Not my work, credit goes to the original owner 

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You never thought of how you would die, but dying to save another from the ultimate doom is the most heroic way to go. Death was a touchy subject to you, you were afraid of what you didn't know, Not knowing where you would end up after you die, would it be a perfect haven for your soul to rest in or would you be consumed by darkness for the rest of eternity? You never wanted to think about the topic for too long or you'd start to tremble. Because of that you loved life and what it had to offer, the beautiful flowers that bloomed at the beginning of spring or the icy cold winds in the winter, you never took advantage of what you were offered, you always had a smile on your face, always wanted to help others without a second thought, never thought about yourself in the process. 

"If you can make another person happy, for even just a moment, then it's worth all your efforts" your mother would always tell you. Ever since your mother died you worked so hard to make her proud by your selfless acts, you wanted to keep her memory alive and if acting like how she did made it feel like she was there, then you would be as charitable as you can be. 

You worked at the BigHit company as an editor, you edited from music videos to Bangtan's 'Run' episodes. You naturally became close to the boys due to working at the company for so long, just as long as Jungkook has when he first became a trainee. You admired the men greatly, they trained so hard to get where they are now, becoming one of the most famous groups internationally. You watched them laugh, cry, sweat to get to their dreams, you have never been prouder of them. At this moment you were editing a 'Run' episode, giggling every time the boys did something stupid on camera which in that case made you laugh a lot. 

"What are you laughing at?" Jimin teased putting his hands on the back of your chair

"You boys are such idiots, it's not even funny" You suppressed a giggle again

"Well, you're laughing so I say otherwise" He smiled down at you. While there were no romantic feelings between you and the other boys, you loved each other. You were family. 

"Okay, okay, you got me" You spun around in the chair quite dramatically making him laugh again, his eyes disappearing as his lips widened. 

"Come on, you can finish that later, come hang out with us!" Jimin begged, pouting. You rolled your eyes at the childish behavior "Please?"

"Fine, but you owe me" You groaned, you were so going to get in trouble for skipping work

"Deal!" Jimin grabbed your hand and ran, dragging you behind him. You walked into the dance studio where you could right away see Jungkook imitating his older friend Jin

"Y/N, come check this out" Yoongi exclaimed as soon as you walked in, Jimin let go of you so he can go see the fuss that Jungkook was making, letting you walk over to the rapper. Yoongi smiled and handed you a phone with some earbuds right when you sat down beside him. You didn't even have to communicate, you already knew what he wanted. You put the earbuds in your ears and he pressed the 'play' button. You closed your eyes and listened to the melody that played in your ears, it was beautiful, to say the least, you welled up in tears before the song even finished.

"Yoongi...it's just...it's beautiful" You whispered, wiping your face in case any tears slipped out. You could tell you embarrassed him by the pink hues on the tip of his ears and cheeks. He put a hand on his neck and rubbed it whilst having his head down

"Thanks, Y/N, I still need the lyrics, and we have to make choreography for it, there's still so much to do" he muttered, sighing as he put his head against the wall behind him. You put your hands over his that was on his lap and shook your head

"It doesn't matter what else you have to do, you should be proud of what you made, I promise you this song will make you legends" Yoongi looked at you and grinned, bringing out his gummy smile, you smiled instantly. You both got up and walked hand in hand to the rest of the group.

"Okay, you have got to teach me how to dance" you have always wanted to dance but never had the money to pay for dance classes, the only time you danced was when you and your mom danced in the living room of your small apartment to whatever was on the radio when you got home from school as a child. The neighbors always complained but you two never cared, your father went away on trips since he was a truck driver so it was mostly just you and your mom, but you didn't mind, your heart aches when you remember those moments.

"I'll teach you! I'm the best dance after all" Namjoon winked, everyone including yourself laughed. You couldn't ask for better people to spend your life on Earth with. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay guys, I seriously have to go now, my plane is going to leave without me in it!" You whined making them all chuckle at your cuteness, you were taking some time from work to see your family, your father was having a little bit of trouble fending for himself since he had an accident and broke his arm. The boys were trying to keep you from going and offering that they could bring your father to where you were staying with the band so you wouldn't have to leave. Your heart warmed at the fact that they wanted you to stay by there side and almost took them on that offer but decided that you needed to go home, you haven't been there in a long time hadn't seen your mother, you've neglected to go for a long time and have had guilt eat it's way at you for months because of it

"Guys let go of Y/N, she will be back in a few months, stop pestering her" Jin ordered which made the Maknae line let go of you immediately, you giggled slightly and sent an appreciative smile towards Jin.

"This is the last call for flight 263 to Miryang, again this is the last call for flight 263 to Miryang"

"I love you guys...so much" You sobbed, shaking your head while walking backward towards the terminal because you knew if you didn't make some sort of distance between you and all of them you wouldn't leave, one might think you're being dramatic acting like you'll never see them again but spending 24/7 with them, it feels odd to even spend one day without at least one of them, you knew they felt the same way as they looked at you with such sadness, regret for not changing your mind sooner. You could see Taehyung wipe a tear out of his eye, you could hear Jungkook sniffling and noticed that Hoseok hiding his face since he was also about to cry and didn't want to show it. You were going to miss your crazy boys.

"We love you too Y/N, we will see you soon" Namjoon's promised, his voice wavered but he maintained a strong look on the outside.

"I promise, when you get back we'll be legends" Yoongi grinned, reminding you of the conversation you both had about their music not even a couple of days ago. You winked at all of them, blowing a kiss before turning around and into the terminal, losing sight of them. You didn't know that this moment was the last moment you would ever see your boys again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been a few weeks since you came home, your father was recovering very well which made you beam in happiness. You went to your mother's memorial multiple times since you've been back, trying to make up some time that you lost. You didn't go a day without talking to the boys, skyping on most nights when they weren't at practices and texting non-stop on your group chat all day long, it was like you never left which. They were working hard and making huge impacts in their career, they mentioned that they were given a chance to go an American award show and perform which they promised they'd take you as their plus one which made you squeal, you've always wanted to go. 

Hope - OMG Y/N GUESS WHAT!

Y/N -  What? What happened?

Jungkookie - We WON 'best record' AND 'best album' of the year!

Hoseok - Seriously Jungkook? I was gonna tell her!

Chim - Oh it doesn't matter, WE WON

Y/N - Holy shit, I am so proud of you guys, I told you this would happen did I not!?

Yoongs - You did...thanks Y/N we couldn't have done it without you

Nams - Thats true

Chim - Oh yeah

Hope - Yesss

"Sweetheart do you mind walking over to the store, it isn't too far from the house," your father asked you walking into the living room, your phone vibrated in your hand

"Of course I don't mind" You kissed your father's cheek before grabbing your purse and coat. You took a glance at your phone and decided you would respond when you get back from the store. 

Jin - When are you coming backkkk we want to go out and celebrate with you

TaeTae - Yeah we miss you, it's not the same without you D;

"Bye dad" You grinned, you couldn't help but be happy, your boys worked so hard and they are finally getting everything they deserved, you couldn't wait to come back to Seoul and celebrate their accomplishments

"See you soon kiddo" You closed the door and walked out onto the sidewalk, it's dark and chilly since it's practically winter in Kores so you wrap your arms around yourself and walk faster than you'd like, you got to the store within ten minutes. You grabbed a cart and started stacking up food that you wanted to make for the next few days for your dad. Since he is getting his cast off in two weeks, you would be able to come home sooner than planned, you smiled at the image of their shocked faces when you would show up at their door early. As soon as you were done grabbing the food and paying, you headed outside smiling at the cashier on your way out. You were walking past an intersection that was about a block from your house when you noticed a little girl walking across the street not understand there was oncoming traffic, her mother wasn’t looking at her child and was only paying attention to her phone, you gasped and dropped the bags on the ground sprinting after her knowing the cars won’t stop for her, she was too small for them to notice her presence, not caring about anyone else but that little girl you shoved people to the side and got onto the street in time. You noticed a vehicle approaching faster than it should. You couldn’t let her die, she was too young, she had so much to live for, you had to save her, even if you lose yours in the process.

"No!" You screamed pushing your legs to move faster, you got close enough to push her hard enough that she lands onto the sidewalk on the other side of the intersection, hearing her loud cries made you relax visibly before you remembered the vehicle. The other pedestrians yelled and tried to help by waving at the vehicle to get them to stop but you didn't notice them, all you heard was the buzzing in your ears and the black spots that you saw. You whipped your head fast enough to see the car right in front of you, close enough that you knew you couldn’ run. 

Everything started to work in slow motion, a silent tear slid down your face as a blinding white light filled your sight from the headlights before the car collided into you. Then everything went dark.

You never thought of how you would die, but dying to save another from the ultimate doom is the most heroic way to go. Would the afterlife be a perfect haven for your soul to rest in or would you be consumed by darkness for the rest of eternity? All you knew is that saving that little girl was something you would never regret. You were proud that that was the way God decided your fate ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It took six days for Namjoon and the rest of Bangtan to find out about your death, the manager thought it was the best way for the group to find out about their friends' sudden death. Namjoon was devastated, he didn't know how to tell the group, you had made such an impact on all of them that it would crush their hearts to find out. It was at the time when they were getting a few days off to relax before their world tour. 

"Namjoon, we have to talk" The manager grabbed Namjoon and put him away from the rest of the boys who were getting ready to go back to their apartment to rest.

"Yes, Hyung?" Namjoon was confused, they had finished everything, and if anything was wrong, the manager usually talked to them all. Their manager looked around nervously, playing with his tie.

"This is really hard to say..." the manager hesitated

"It's okay Hyung, you can tell me" Namjoon tried to sooth his manager by putting his hand on his shoulder

"Y/N is dead" Everything stopped for him, he couldn't remember how to breathe. His hand fell from his Hyun's shoulder. Y/N's dead? You couldn't be, you were supposed to come home in a few more weeks, you were all supposed to celebrate the win of the group, you just can't be dead. Noticing the lack of response from the leader, seeing as he wasn't breathing the manager tried consoling him

"Hey, breath in and out, you're going to be okay" the manager put his hand on the younger man's neck and made Namjoon look at him in the eye to make sure he was responding. After a few more seconds of silence, Namjoon broke it

"...How...how..." he couldn't even finish the sentence, he felt like throwing up. "Heroically, she saved a little girl from a drunk driver" Namjoon nodded, he couldn't speak. He was proud of you for saving the child but he was selfish, he wanted you to come back to him.

"Go back to the others. Go home and tell them when you are ready" the manager patted Namjoon's back and escorted him back, as soon as he heard the other voices he had to pretend he didn't just hear the worst news.

"Oh my god, Jungkook stop poking me" Jimin whined making Jungkook laugh and the cuteness of his Hyung. After a few minutes, everyone was ready and piled into the van to escort them back to their shared apartment. Namjoon was holding it together but barely. The other members were too busy goofing off to notice Namjoon's poor attitude, which in the end he was glad they didn't realize. But as soon as they got back and Hoseok mentioned your name his demeanor cracked. He broke down in the middle of their living room, falling onto his knees

"Whoa did I say something?" Hoseok asked looking around at the other boys in shock. Jin was the first one to react and got onto his knees and put a hand on Namjoon, he right away leaned into the oldest member and sobbed into his shoulder. 

"It's okay, you're okay" Jin patted Namjoon's back until he calmed himself enough. He wiped his tears while looking at the floor if he broke down like this, how was he supposed to tell the others

"Hyung?" Jungkook asked when Namjoon quieted down

"She's dead" he whispered, he barely heard himself

"What?" Taehyung asked he didn't know if he heard Namjoon, he prayed he didn't understand what he had said

"She's dead" Namjoon took his eyes off of the floor and into the eyes of the other members

"...No..." Yoongi hesitated before finishing his sentence "she can't be fucking dead"

"H-how did she...pass?" Jin asked, pursing his lips at what he had asked like he ate a sour lime. 

"She died saving a little girl from a drunk driver.." Namjoon quoted their manager. 

"I can't believe this is happening, please tell me I'm dreaming" Hoseok breathed out, staring wide-eyed at Namjoon, hoping this is another practical joke that he didn't understand.

"I'm so sorry" Namjoon started sobbing again, he couldn't force another sentence, doing that it made the rest of the boys follow along with him. Jimin couldn't even mutter a word, just staring blankly at the floor in front of him. Why did you have to leave him? He was angry, he had too many thoughts running in his head that he couldn't think straight. How could you be so selfish to leave him? Jimin picked up a glass from the kitchen table and threw it against the wall and screamed, no one stopped him. The rest of the night all you could hear are sobs, sniffles, and words of consolement for one another. They will never be the same. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The cheering of thousands of fans was so loud while waited for their favorite idols to come out and entertain them, while that was happening the boys were getting ready quietly. It hasn't been long since your funeral and so the boys still couldn't comprehend that you weren't coming back, you weren't coming home to them. The only reason that they can get up every morning is that you're now in a better place, you get to watch them in peace, with that big smile that could light up a room. They wanted you to be proud of them so they worked non-stop since your death. 

"Remember when Y/N used to come to our dressing room before our shows and dance her stupid little routine for us, so we wouldn't freak out before getting on stage," Jimin said while putting his jacket on, smiling down at the memory. The rest of the group looked up in surprise, Jimin hasn't said your name since he found out about your passing. His recovery from your absence was slower than the rest of the boys. Recovering from the shock they all smiled lightly, imagining you doing the dance now.

"It was a god-awful dance, wasn't it? We never did give her those dancing lessons" Hoseok chuckled, it was deep, full of dark emotions instead of light ones. 

"Or when she would put little notes of encouragement on our mirrors when we don't notice" Jungkook looked up from fiddling with his hands, he bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from tearing up at the thought of you. 

"She was pretty sneaky, wasn't she? Taehyung nodded, showing off his boxy grin while looking over at the youngest member.

"She was the best part of all of us...but we need to go out there and make her proud, okay?" Namjoon stood up from his chair and put his hand out, the rest of the boys got up and put their hands on top of one another

"For Y/N" Namjoon mumbled

"For Y/N" Everyone responded while lifting their hands up at the same time. They quietly walked down the hallway and got under the stage to be able to get lifted up to it. The roaring of the fans was the only thing they could hear. They all took deep breathes before getting lifted into the view of their fans and back into their lives as idols.

[rosesanthology]

Not as Bad as i thought | Matsukawa Issei x reader

Okay so i've been thinking about this scenario for a WHILE now and im,,,,,not mad at how it turned out ? Lmao y'all see for yourselves

- songs :  • savage remix by Megan Thee Stallion feat Beyonce

                 • kimi no nawa theme song

- weather association au : dusk (i dont even know if that's seen as a weather but oh well-)

[Tags] : @raevaioli asked sooooo👀 @haikoo

- you weren't really sure how long you've been walking for

- you tried to recall the events from today with much difficulty as you strolled on the sideway at 4pm, still in school uniform but much messier than when you first got out of the house this morning, backpack lazily thrown over your left shoulder

- "and there goes a perfectly good weekend" you sighed, not talking to anyone in particular but yourself or maybe the occasional stray cat

- your house wasn't even close to the way you were going and you couldn't care less

- your phone had data anyway you could just search your way back in google maps (｀ε´)

- plus it's not like you walked across the whole country and you already called your mom to make up some excuse

- "we'll talk when you get back." She had told you over the phone , you were pretty sure that the school had informed her of what happened

- thinking about it made you sick to your stomach so you opted on just focusing on how much of an anime MC vibe you were giving off right now instead !!!

- i mean, basically running away after school to go on unplanned walks with a messy uniform while listening to the new savage remix by Megan and Beyonce ???? Pretty badass ngl (◡︿◡✿)

- if only your balance wasn't -2/10 then maybe you could even skateboard and act like you were in an indie movie

- but back to the matter at hand

- the anger swelled up inside you as you started to think over what had happened

- you were in the midst of a chemistry class and you had been paired up with none other than your toxic ex who made you feel like crap for the most random stuff

- you were literally just vibing trying to adjust the microscope and he just HAD to shove you out of the way because, allegedly, you "didn't know how to do it", causing you to back into another girl's test tubes and bunsen burner !!!

- WORSE IS THAT THAT GIRL STARTED YELLING AT YOU FOR RUINING HER WORK !!!! like damn it's not your fault

- luckily the teacher was kind enough to aknowledge your apology and scold the girl for yelling but still !!! You were angry !! (⋋▂⋌)

- so angry that you may....have started crying in class just cause beating the living hell out of your ex was just not something you could do and not get at least detention for-

- the embarassment of it all had caused you to storm out of the school at the first chance you had, not wanting to murder your ex or anybody else if they made any comments

- you were taken out of your internal turmoil in the middle of the sidewalk by the smell of the sea and well,,,,,the sight that was literally right in front of you

- not to be sappy or basic or anything but a good sunset never failed to make your heart go doki doki from the pretty colors(●´ω｀●)

- you didn't even notice time passing or the sky painting itself like that

- weird huh

- what a world we live in

- anyway you truly felt like things were meant to be at the moment you set foot on the soft sand (you'd have taken of your shoes if it wasn't for your socks preventing you from it)

- in this moment of awe you stuffed your phone and earbuds in your bag and made a run for the water !!!! Excited to see the cute riples of foam closer !!!

- and then you fell.

- FACE FIRST IN THE SAND BABY

- and you would have been fine if it wasnt for the loud sound of someone SNORTING AND CACKLING BEHIND YOU LIKE ?????

- FIRST OF ALL YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE ALONE ????

- AND WHO TF DARED ???

- THE GUY DIDNT EVEN HELP YOU HE JUST CAME UP TO YOU AND LET OUT A

- "Damn ive never seen anyone so eager to bite the dust !" And then laughed again !!

- ●︿●

- thats where it dawned upon you that this guy was one of the third years from your school's male volleyballl team !!!! If you remember correctly his name was Matsukawa Issei but did it really matter ???

- it was someone from school who was laughing at you ???? You Y/N L/N

- the embarassment came crashing onto you like the waves on the shore and in a second you were sobbing

 - the hot tears were rolling down your cheeks at high speed and you swore you heard Mattsun gulp when be realised what was going on

- "w-wait sorry...i didn't mean to make you cry" he didn't really know what to do so his hands were just hanging in the air as he knelt down in front of you

- ⋋_⋌ you mustered up the energy to glare at him thru your glossy eyes but really it looked as intimidating as a hamster- haha what no, the middle blocker's heart totally did NOT skip a beat with the pouty hamster + sunset color palette combination !!!! Not that you'd notice anyway

- instead of kneeling there awkwardly he opted for picking up your backpack before sitting next to you, putting his knees up to his chest and staring at anywhere but your very embarassed self

- "i really mean it you know ? Sorry for making you cry..." MATSUKAWA ISSEI STOP BEING A SIMP FOR SOMEONE YOU JUST MET CHALLENGE YOUR SUN PISCES IS SHOWING KING

- "its not entirely your fault...." you managed to say between hiccups, "ive kinda had like....a really really bad day"

- ".....i see" i sEe HeAdAsS you should have thought about it before laughing at Y/N like that !!!

- after that you didn't really know what to do

- i mean yeah grabbing your bag, flipping him off and then going back home sounded like a tight plan but at the same time,,,,,the sound of the waves was calming and the sun was pretty   (●´ω｀●)

- and little did you know that as you were too focused looking absolutly enamored with the sun itself Mattsun was looking at you trying to think about how the hell he was going to keep the conversation and the vibes going when you're just sitting there looking like THAT

- it was like that one scene in Kimi no Nawa when Taki and Mitsuba see each other for the first time sodjdisnakaka

- except that he was the only one staring but that didn't really phase him

- "you know-" ah here it comes

- he started talking so he'd have to go thru with it until the end

- he weirdly enough did NOT want you to turn to look at him because he knew that if you did the words would get caught up in his throat and- oh no you did

- oop the sand looks very interesting all of a sudden wow :0

- "you know when i have a bad day i usually come to sit here and watch the sunset"

- "okay and ?"

- GOSH Y/N LET HIM SPEAK PLEASE HE'S HAVING A HARD TIME

- "and it feels nice....like today for example, i just lost a volleyball match against some other school, Karasu-whatever you probably don't care but....after living such a hard loss it feels nice to look at the sky painted in all these colors you know ? Plus you don't have to talk so it's great it's as if you were on top of the world-"

- he was cut off by the sound of your laugh

- "ARE YOU MAKING FUN OF ME ???"

- as you struggled to catch your breath you looked at him and smiled

- "you know you're not as bad as i thought !"

- huh

- you were definitely something :\

- spiking the ball right thru Matsukawa's chest and straight to his heart

- "My name's Y/N L/N im a 2nd year ! also don't worry i wasn't making fun of you at all i just can't believe that you exposed your simp card so proudly to someone you BARELY know"

- "well i felt bad because-"

- "it's cute (▰˘◡˘▰)"

- OH.

- MY MANZ WAS AT A LOSS OF WORD

- WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT MAKING FUN OF A GIRL FALLING WAS ALL IT TOOK TO MAKE HIS DAY A 100 TIMES BETTER

- HE WOULD HAVE TO TELL MAKKI ABOUT THIS ASAP

- you snapped him out of his daze by pointing out that your mom would be worried if you walked alone to your house at night

- "sooooo is it my cue to walk you home ?" smooth recovery from him, you must admit

- "should we get boba on the way ?" You said standing up and dusting your shirt

- "you bet."

[strawberries-n-sugar]

FUNKY FLAVORS & OLD TUNES

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Short! "Skinny"! White reader (please don't be offended and if you are then don't read? I can only find specifically x black reader, x plus size reader, x tall reader for every character and I enjoy reading all of those things because I have a imagination but I am none of those things so just something from the other perspective and it isn't meant to offend anyone :), hope you ALL enjoy. This isn't meant to show hate to anyone, just show some love to people who arent those three things)

Warnings: maybe some 18+ (I write straight from my head), old music, old funk and groove music, horniness, corniness, puns, sarcasm, innuendos, maybe some old doo wop, maybe some 90s, a plethera of music in a variety of forms, nerdiness, uhm, thats it? Oh, Daddy! Sam at the end and not the kinky kind XD, interracial relationship (I dont know why that is a warning but some people get offended so I thought I would play it safe), bad dancing my a short bitch who think she has the skills of Tom Hiddles, maybe some sad talk, Steve and Buck being matchmakers

Summary: Things have been rough for Sam and the whole Avengers gang actually since losing Tony but Sam finds a little escape every now and then. A new little hole in the wall juice and homemade icecream joint. The owner might be stealing his heart but she can't see it, good things come in small packages, or was it dynamite? For Sam, it's both, the joint is always thumpin' and so is his heart

“Funky Flavors, that’s new?” Sam comes to a slow jog from his run as he is about to stop noticing a new business had opened just off the route he runs when he runs around the Lincoln Memorial. “I could go for some juice,” he shrugs talking to himself as he goes in, removing his earbuds from his ears. Upon walking in the first thing he notices is the music, She’s A Bad Mama Jamma by Carl Carlton blared through the small system. “Okay,” he raises a brow and looks around, the small place was empty at the moment. Figuring that the owner was in the back he let’s himself dance.

“Hey~!” He gets a little too into it as you walk out from the back. You don’t say anything and just watch smiling and trying not to laugh, being your size came in handy, quite often you go unnoticed. After a minute you decide to butt in. “Hey Shug, what can I getcha?” 

“Oh shit! Huh?” He stops suddenly, caught of guard he jumps a little. “How long you been there?” “About a minute and a half, smooth moves.” “Thanks,” he rubs the back of his neck, “Wait, Shug?” “Sorry, habit, daddy called me and momma that so it stuck and now I say it.” “That’s sweet,” he smiles. “Thanks, and thankyou for stopping by.” “Yeah, noticed the new place, decided to stop by. Thirsty after the run, uh, what do you have? You ain’t from around here are you?” “No,” you giggle and hand him the menu, “I’ve got homemade icecreams and original beverages”

He looks the menu over and reads it off 

Mango Mornin’ Sunrise- mango and pineapple orange juice slushie (alcoholic and non-alcoholic options)

Momma I’m Messed Up- vodka, Redbull, rum. Blueberries, blackberries, and tequila 

Wet- (icecream flavor and drink; drink comes with dish of sugar dipped strawberries, homemade) starwberries, red wine; 19 Crimes 

Classic Homemade Butter Pecan Icecream (optional served with homemade pecan pie)

The I’m Sorry Miss Jackson (icecream flavor and drink)- Jack Daniels, coconut and chocolate

Moonshine Milkyway- homemade icecream with Milkyway and moonshine flavor 

The Send Help- Irish Trashcan with a scoop of I’m Sorry Miss Jackson on top

Pantie Dropper- (alcoholic and non-alcoholic options) smoothie with pineapple, orange, lemon, pineapple and grapefruit

Soaking Thighs- (alcoholic and non-alcoholic options) smoothie with blackberries, red grape juice, and pineapple 

Thigh Rider- Red’s Apple ale with apple cider

Summer Heat- blackberry sprite beverage 

F*** Me, Now- house-made strawberry juice (alcoholic and non alcoholic options)

Sam rubbed his neck and cleared his throat, “Jesus girl,” he laughs. “So what’ll it be Mr?” You ask, leaning over the counter as Let’s Get It On by Marvin Gaye comes on. “Shit, I’ll have a Fuck Me Now” 

“One Fuck Me Now comin’ right now Shug,” you say shocking yourself with how you kept a straight face and not noticing how he was watching you as you made it. “Alcoholic or regular?” You glance at him. 

“It’s 10 in the morning girl” “And?” “Regular, this time,” he laughs. 

“Alright here you go,” you finish up and pass it to him, making your way over to the register. “I like the station, which one is it?” 

You laugh, “that ain’t the radio, it’s my playlist”

“Say what?” He raises a brow like he doesn’t believe you. 

“What?” You ask seriously as you ring him up. 

“It’s just-”

“Just?” You shake your head and stretch your eyes. 

“Well-”

“Well?”

“You’re wearing a Asking Alexandria t-shirt for one thing”

“Yeah, nice ain’t it? Soft too,” You smirk as you know the next song will address the elephant in the room as Play That Funky Music White Boy comes on and you both laugh. 

“3.45″

“oh, right,” he pays you already sipping at it. 

“You said this time, so, you’re coming back?”

“Maybe,” he smirks. 

“Alright, I’ll hold ya to it,” you say, thinking about how you’d like him to hold you to a wall and chewing your bottom lip. You quickly remind yourself that that won’t ever happen. Guys don’t really want your type, you aren’t thicc, or super curvy, there’s no meat with your potatoes and nothing for them to hang on to, you have to have a little something to work with because thicc thighs save lives and no man wants to cuddle a stick, you aren’t a snow-bunny. All things you have heard before, and that was just about your weight and all things you have heard before, the short jokes didn’t end either much less would anyone take you seriously as a woman.

“I’ll see you later Lil Juicy,” he smiles as he leaves.

“Lil Juicy?”

“You’re little and you make juice”

“Bye,” you both laugh and you watch him walk away.

“I’ll bring some friends next time,” he calls.

“Wait!”

“Yeah?”

“I’m looking for help so if you know anyone-”

“I’ll spread the word” “Thanks, bye”

Stepping outside once the door shut behind him and the door closed behind him, “I think the new Captain America has found his Miss America,first lady?  She is damn cute,” he smiles and chuckles making his way. 

Days go by, and then a week, and a week and a half where Sam can’t get you out of his head and you hadn’t stopped thinking about him either but you hadn’t seen him again yet. He did spread the word because the next day his friend Wanda show’s up and she started working for you. You liked her, she was nice and a giant help but working with her became hard sometimes when customers would go googly eyed over her. You couldn’t blame them, she wasn’t thicc but she but she was you could still understand why, she was gorgeous.

“So, have you heard from Sam?” You ask her while it is slow.

“Yes, he said he was bringing Steve and Bucky today”

“Really?” Okay, that was overzealous, it didn’t help when the trio came in. Sam, and ofcourse you recognized the other two based on them being the Avengers, and through talking with Wanda.

“Alright, Steveo, you first,” Sam gets his phone out to record the old man’s reaction. 

“Hello,” Steve says friendly, “Hi, what’ll it be?” 

“The uh,” he clears his throat with a blush, “No need to be shy,” you encourage him. “The strawberry one” 

“No, you’ve gotta say the name,” Sam teases him. “the fuck me now....” “That is a bad language word!” Sam teases and you make Steve’s drink as Bucky looks over the menu and he and Steve watch Sam watching you, glancing to each other knowingly. Well, it was obvious with how happy he was and how he chewed his bottom lip as you bent over to grab things not paying attention. 

“Alright, and you Shug?” You give Steve his drink and ask Bucky what he would like 

“I’ll have the Summer Heat, add vodka. Thanks,doll”

“You’re welcome,” you start making it and it was quiet except for Stand By Me by  The Drifters was on and you sang along and harmonizing, Sam hums along as well harmonizing with you. “This one or Ben E King?” He asks, “this one, obviously” “Alright, :Lean On Me, Club Nouveau or the original?” “The original sucks, doesn’t flow,” you answer as you make the drink and the guys just watch the two of you as they sit with their drinks. 

“You have good taste-”

“Bet you think she tastes good too,” Buck says casually and you all turn to look at him shocked.

“What?” He shrugs, “I’m 103, and I was bagging bitches in the 40′s” 

You all shrug and make the touche face. Steve on the other hand was about to implode trying to remain a gentleman and not laugh. “He wants to eat strawberries from your tits,” Buck continues sipping his drink. 

“Okay Pal, thanks,” Sam leans over to take it and Buck smacks his hand.

“I wouldn’t mind,” you joke honestly

“We approve,” the two old men say in unison looking at Sam.

“Ask her,” Buck edges him on and points to you with his head while you aren’t looking.

“Ask who what?” Wanda asks confused as you rise from what you were doing behind the counter. 

“Y/N,” Buck answers her.

“Ask me what?”

“Would-would you maybe uhm-would you like to come record shopping with me?”

“Sure, just message me,” you exchange numbers, thinking it was meant to be a casual friend thing. 

The next week after texting him almost constantly and him texting you you make arrangements. He picked you up, opened the door for you, and the day was amazing. You wandered through the record store browsing only for him to sneak up behind you and put his arms around you at some point to look in the same crate and look down to read your face to see if it was okay only to find you blushing again. He smiles feeling a sudden little boost in confidence, the pointers that Steve and Buck had given him were working. He swallows a lump in his throat, hoping you don’t notice before speaking softly by your ear. 

“Want to do this again next Friday?” “S-ure, but Sam...” “Hmm?”

“Can we not do this?” “Yeah,” he pulls away, “Y/N, are you okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m fine.....I just, well, I really-I don’t want to get the wrong idea”

“What is that?” he tilts his head.

You choose not to answer, you weren’t really allowed to answer that question as you look around gauging the room and seeing a few women who may get offended just by you telling the truth. They would probably attack you, call you a liar, mock you, definitely laugh. “I can’t answer that, I need jeans...can we swing by American Eagle-wai-,” you check your wallet to see if you will have enough. “i think I have enough for one pair,” he nods and you buy the records you want and you both leave. His hand in the middle of your back holding the door for you. “Thankyou” “You’re welcome....”

He walks to American Eagle with you as you find a assistant to help you find the one section of the store that is a half of a table that will have your petite sizes. She walks you over and Sam watches as you look through the very small section of the large store where the pants short enough in length and small enough in waist for you are and buy a pair and he looks at the other sections, pretty much the entirety of the ladies section of the store with the other jeans. 

“Ready?” You come over to him with your bag. “Yeah, hang on, let me see that?” 

You hand him your bag and he looks at the receipt, “Why did yours cost twice as much?” 

You shrug, “this is the only place that has anything to fit me at all other than the kids section at Walmart, lets go. I’m just happy i am thicker than I used to be in high school and I can eat now and it ain’t much but I’m proud of my little booty I do have some days,” you laugh. 

“So, next week?”

“Yeah, I love hanging out with you”

 Sam takes you home and gets the door, it was a silent drive home. He walks you to your door. 

“Thanks Sam, I had fun,” you start to hug him but can only reach his waist so to make it less awkward you make it quick. “Night,” you smile and start to go inside.

“Night Y/N....,” he grabs your arm and turns you, he lifts you enough to be face to face with you which honestly made you feel like a child as your feet dangles so high off the ground, “Thanks, I needed this on jean shopping day,” you say sarcastically to play off that it actually hurts because you really like Sam. 

“Y/N,” he sits you on the railing and holds your waist so you won’t fall.

“Hmm?” You ask, looking at your thighs, thinking about how they are thick compared to when people complimented your thigh gap and you hated it but had to smile because you couldn’t eat for a year due to being sick but you had to smile and say thankyou, and how now you had improved a lot and it has taken you years to do so but you still weren’t thicc enough to be good enough. 

“Look at me,” he lifts your chin and you glance at him, trying to have eye contact but you look so pathetic right now. 

“I like being able to pick you up,” he starts and smiles, you start to cut him off and hop down but he grabs your thighs to hold you there and he cuts you short. “I’m not finished.” 

That stern voice made the heat pool between your legs, you knew you loved this man. 

“Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I watch you walk away and I stare at your ass every time you bend over or squat for somethin’-” you can’t stop the blush in your ears and your face. “Really?” “yes, and I like being able to pick you up, it’s cute. if you would have hugged me a second ago instead of flinging your arms around me and moving away I would have wrapped my arms around you and taken a second to just enjoy your head against me.....I think you are a beautiful lady, and you are interesting, and intelligent, I can talk to you and I love that. Please, go out with me next week on another date?”

“Another?”

“Yes, I thought this was a date until you got sad....”

“I didn’t know, I thought you just saw me as a friend and wanted to hang out; that’s usually how it goes...”

“Alright, my fault. I should have been more clear,” he puts a hand to his chest, still holding you so you don’t fall. “Please, may I take you out to dinner, next Friday? I’ll pick you up at the same time, it’s a date...please,” he looks up at you as he kisses your knuckles. “You don’t have to beg little old me, I’d love to,” you answer honestly and he kisses the side of your lip almost your cheek. “I’ll get my real kiss next time,” he helps you down and that was how it all started. That is how you became Mrs. Sam Wilson a year later, and now here you were almost three years later lying down and watching him pace back and forth in front of the bed with your new son.  

“Sam, I have a idea”

“To get him to sleep?”

You nod and go to your playlist and press play letting the soft  shoo doo shooby doo~ shoo doo dooby doo~ In the still of the night~ fill the room.

Sam see’s his eyes drift closed and carefully lays him in his crib and crawls up over you on the bed slowly before swiftly flipping the situation so you’re straddling him. He grips and caresses your thighs and chews on his lip before pulling your neck in for a kiss, “I’ll have a Fuck Me Now please” “Coming right up” 

[suenala]

BTS-story ; well, here i am.

episode 2 ; 'oh cute!'

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[genre] ; fluff

[fandom] ; 방탄소년단

[⚠] ; cuss cuss cuss

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This was a regular day for me, I was caught up practicing a new choreo and i just started 'creating' it; Id say i’m making SOME progress at least.

Mostly everyone was communicating with each other and some others (including I) were practicing. We had earbuds in and it wasn't weird to practice in front of each other, messing up choreo was nothing to get caught up about because everyone knows dancing is hard work.

For me though...if im practicing then thats pretty much it, i get too immersed in it that i basically block out all distractions. Er, thats why we have the rule to keep one bud out but everyone knows how focused i am so i never obey it.

A few hours passed and I still was practicing non-stop, I can hear myself panting and breathing heavily so I decided it was best if I take a short break (as one does). I took my headphones off and slouched my back against the mirror and grabbed my water bottle and started chugging down the water until i basically choked-as if someone wanted to take my sweaty bottle..I sat a bit trying to grasp my breath but as i was about to get up, my manager walks in.

Manager: "Geez guys, there's so many of you.. Anyway, you call read the announcement on Twitter-right?" -her head looks around the room smiling-

Everyone: "Yes!!" -they all start doing that weird 'eewhoo' scream that people do at football games-

Yn: -i slightly click my neck- "Hm? What's she talking about...?" -i mumble under my breath. I look at her, my eyes wider than before, trying to get a grip of what's going on.- "There IS a lot of people here today..."

Manager: "As you know they are VERY POPULAR, i want everyone on their very best behavior-you hear me?!"

Everyone: "Yes!!"

After the manager waves goodbye everyone goes back to talking....but more...energized. I had no idea whats going on so i just click my tongue and put my buds in; i continue practicing more and more and as per usual, i zone in. Some time passes and not realizing or caring, apparently everyone had stopped what they were doing- which by the way, I WAS IN FRONT OF A WALL MADE OF MIRROR SO HO- but that's not the point UNTIL I felt someone tap my shoulder, i looked at them and they gestured at me to take my earbuds out and then told me to turn around, I slowly do as told with a confused expression and turn around Obviously not bothering to look at the mirror.

Yn: "Dude, what do you wa-" -doe eyes my ass, my eyes were basically popping out my head and dangling on the floor!-

fuck

I stand there.

My mouth hanging open on the floor along with my fucking eyeballs, they minus well be a cat toy for how- DUMBFOUNDED I WAS.

I don't processes what's going on until this guy freaking pats my head.

Tae: "Oh cute!"

My eyebrows ruffle as soon as i heard that and immediately i bow along with profusely apologizing. I can literally feel their staring! Literally into my soul.

Yn: "Oh my gosh! Im so sorry!!!!"

While my head is lowered to them, i keep on mumbling im sorry until i can feel some weight on my left shoulder-along with some sharp ass pain.

Yn: "OW-" -this is when my dumbass falls on the floor without realizing it. I look up and see my manager staring at me so

Bewildered.-

I look at her with the most confused look that my face can come up with and my hand over my shoulder.

Manager: "Oh yn! Why are you on the floor? How'd you get there?"

It turns out while half my body was lowered, she put her arm on my back but...elbow went first.

Manager: "Well, i guess you've met yn already!" -she looks at them but whispers to me, trying to shove me up by her foot instead of with her arm (which were behind her back gesturing me to get up)- "yn.yn..g-get up!!"

Yn: "God- tsh, i am!" -i look at her pouting as i dust my self off-

Namjoon: "Ah, your name is yn?"

Yn: "Uh..y-yes it is.." -SBKSBSINAB MY HEART IS FREAKING RACING-

Before Namjoon can continue, my manager cuts him off and puts her arm around my shoulder.

Manager: "Okay! Well, let's not get distracted here! I wanted to introduce our special guests today but I'll let them do it themselves!"

Everyone: -Cheers!-

Namjoon: "Uh...okay..well, we're BTS!" -They all do their introduction and bow as my manager hands me...water? I look at her confused but she just nudges it towards me more so i take it and slowly and hesitantly drinking it-

Manager: "OKAY!!! Now, i would like to say that since we have some of the best dancers in the country and including some other tale-"

Everyone: "EEWHOO-"

Manager: "SHHHH! Most of you may know why these seven handsome members are here today BUT I'll refresh for those who don't. They are here to find an 8th member and basically, you'll all perform your dances that you have prepared and they'll judge. Also have you perform other talents as well but if you make it through the next round! That was a brief summary but if you need to know more than check our Instagram or ask a friend! Since its almost break time, I'll let you go but come back here after, break goes as usual-AND BEHAVE OR ILL KICK YOUR A- goodbye now." -she walks out the studio waving and bowing at everyone. She's older than most of us since she's in her 40's but dang! That woman looks younger than me!!-

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a/n: i was thinking, if anyone wanted to do a gc on kakao to help with each other FF's for bts chats then lmk i kinda want to make one because I feel like it'll give us as fans somewhere to bond more and something to talk about later (msg me ♥) but its a new idea so idk if people will be up for it.

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[shawnstoriesx]

The Tutor Pt 1

hi friends XD i kinda got this idea and i rlly like this fic so imma focus on this series rn instead of Not Even Friends if thats all right! i’ll go back to that series when i finish up with this one hehe any feedback would be greatly appreciated 

The sun shined down warmly on YN as she strolled peacefully through the park and to her tutor’s apartment. It was the first warm day of the school year and YN took advantage of it, trading in her usual jeans and sweater combo for a flowy sundress. Jamming to the music that was playing through her earbuds, she didn’t notice the concerned shouts from behind her but it was already too late.

WHOMP

Something suddenly hit the back of her head. Hard. And YN fell to the floor from the momentum of the object and from pure shock. A bit dazed, YN could blurrily see someone offering her a hand to which she gratefully reached for.

“You okay?” a male voice asked, concern deeply etched into his voice.

“Yeah I think so. Wh-what was that?” she muttered clutching her head as she tried to focus and straighten her vision on her and the stranger’s feet.

“Football practice. I overshot the football and I tried warning you but…” the guy trailed off sheepishly. “Look do you want to go over to the field? There’s ice there and I’m just really sorry about that.”

When the world finally stopped spinning, YN looked up and was slightly blown away. Standing in front of her was an attractive, cool looking boy who was currently staring right into her eyes. Flustered, YN quickly shot her head down and a blush was quickly creeping up her cheeks.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he repeated before gently grasping YN’s wrists. “The field is down that way a bit, please come back there. I won’t feel right not knowing if you’re okay. Please.” he pleaded and YN was awestruck.

Here was a total stranger who was so visibly concerned with her wellbeing. She could feel her face getting even more red. Over a total stranger. Keeping her head ducked, YN started to walk off while nervously responding with a “No. I’m fine really. I have somewhere to be and I’m actually running late to that.”

YN couldn’t walk far though because the stranger was still holding onto her hands. She looked back with a smile that hopefully conveyed how okay and not flustered and embarrassed she was and the boy nodded before letting go.

“I’m Greyson by the way. Just swing by the football office if you ever feel weird in your head. Our coach can take a look at you.”

“YN. And uh I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks.”

Greyson repeated her name aloud. “That’s a pretty name. Not as pretty as you though.” he grinned cheekily.

She was definitely sure that her face resembled a tomato at this point. YN stuttered a thanks and the two went on their separate ways.

***

YN rushed up the stairs to her tutor’s apartment. The incident at the park delayed her and she was now almost 15 minutes late. She’d only been seeing this tutor for a month but YN was super grateful for him. He’d already helped her math grade by so much and he hadn’t let her pay him for his services so she didn’t want to seem ungrateful by being late. He seemed like a busy guy who had better things to do than wait up on her.

She finally reached his door and rung the doorbell. With the chance of a quick break, YN leaned down slightly to rest her hands on her knees and take a quick breath. That sprint up the stairs made YN winded. As she leaned down, YN winced a bit. She gently touched the back of her head and felt a very large bump.

“Hey YN!” her tutor greeted her when he swung the door open. He flashed her a wide smile that quickly went away when he noticed the grimace on her face.

Her hands quickly flashed down when she gently pressed on the bump. “OW!”

“Shit YN. A-are you okay?” he stuttered.

She laughed it off as she walked past her tutor and took a seat on the floor next to his coffee table. “I’m fine Shawn.” YN reassured him lightheartedly. “A football just basically wiped me out in front of the whole park but no big deal.”

Shawn’s face went cold and his brow furrowed in concern and shock.

“I’m just joking with you.” she laughed deeply at his reaction. Her eyes were squeezed tight and she was clutching at her sides and didn’t notice the slight blush on her tutor’s cheeks as he stared at her, nothing but concern and care in his eyes.

“There’s just a slight bump.” she muttered. Her fingers brushed against the bump out of habit and she winced slightly before reaching into her backpack to pull out her notebook.

“Does it hurt a lot?” Shawn asked quietly as he kneeled beside her.

YN shook her head but Shawn noticed her tight grimace earlier. He always noticed things when it came to YN.

He got up and ran over to his kitchen to grab an ice pack. After wrapping it around a paper towel, he walked back to where YN was seated and held it out to her.

Preoccupied with the textbook problems in front of her, YN didn’t notice Shawn until he whispered a small “Take this.”

She looked up and flashed him a polite smile before accepting the ice pack. “Aw you’re so sweet Shawn. Thank you.”

Shawn nodded and took a seat beside YN on the floor. “Now, let’s talk about antiderivatives.”

***

“No way!” YN gasped as she doubled over in laughter.

“I’m serious. I didn’t know someone could ever get so heated over a strawberry smoothie.” Shawn chuckled.

The duo were taking a quick break from their tutoring session and were now seated next to each other on the couch trying to contain their laughter from Shawn’s story.

A loud commotion came from outside of the apartment and Shawn let out a deep sigh.

“You expecting someone?” YN asked. She leaned over his body on the couch to try to peer through the window but being her clumsy self, YN lost her balance and started to totter off the couch.

“WHOA WHOA” Shawn exclaimed as he slipped his arm around YN’s waist to pull her closer to him and prevent her from falling.

She giggled a thanks, giving him a friendly pat on the top of his head. Shawn held his breath from the closeness of her body pressed against his.

The jiggling of keys and the sound of the front door creaking open turned YN’s attention away from the boy she was practically sitting on top off.

“Hey Shawnie. Brought the team over for a bit” a familiar voice yelled from the doorway.

That voice. YN quickly got to her feet in time for a group of 5 or so boys to join her in the room, one of whom she’d just met.

“Greyson?” she asked incredulously as her soft gaze fell on him.

Upon recognizing her, Greyson flashed her a lopsided grin that YN found absolutely adorable and she nervously fixed her dress and hair.

“YN! What are you doing in my apartment?” Greyson asked earnestly, his eyes staring intensely at the girl in front of him

“Your apartment? This is Shawn’s apartment! He’s my math tutor.” YN looked down to Shawn who was still seated on the couch.

Shawn was at a lost of words. “H-how do you know each other?”

Greyson walked over to stand beside YN as the other boys hooted encouragement from the side. Edged on by his teammates’ hollers, Greyson gently strung his arm onto YN’s shoulders. He confidently retold the story and YN couldn’t help but release a giggle that had Greyson looking down on her with endearment while Shawn solemnly looked at the two.

“Shawnie here” Greyson pointed to the boy frozen on the couch, “has been my best friend since 8th grade.” He plopped down beside Shawn on the couch and gave him a hard, friendly pat on the back that had the boy wincing slightly in pain. “He’s been following me around since then.”

Shawn flashed YN a weak smile but she didn’t notice. She was captivated the boy sitting next to him instead. Her cheeks were just a light rosy color and her eyes traced Greyson’s every move and her lips were pressed in a small smile that never seemed to waver as long as Greyson continued to talk. He knew that look. It was the look he had for her.

“You okay Shawnie? You’re drooling a bit.” Greyson laughed and Shawn quickly wiped at the corner of his mouth.

“I’m joking!” the football player added as his teammates snickered at the poor boy.

“Sorry guys,” Shawn responded flatly. “I was actually in the middle of tutoring YN with her math homework so if you wouldn’t mind we’d-“

“It’s okay Shawn!” YN cut in earnestly, playing with the ends of her hair. She was talking to Shawn but her gaze was still fixed on Greyson. “Greyson looks tired so I’d best leave and let him relax.”

Shawn frowned at her response. “Are you sure? What if you still need help on the newer concepts?”

“Yeah YN. Stick around for dinner too. I make a mean spaghetti and meatballs.” Greyson added. “I’d really like it if you’d stay.”

YN however, was already packing up her bag. Greyson was barely doing anything and he already got her flustered and nervous. She had to get out of there before she did anything else to embarrass herself. “Maybe next time! Bye Greyson!”

He responded with a quick wave and YN was putting on her shoes and out of the door in no time.

“Bye YN.” Shawn muttered under his breath.

***

“Bro, what are the fucking odds that the hot girl from the park would be in your apartment!” one player exclaimed as the group of football teammates stockpiled into Greyson’s room.

“Throwing the football in her direction was the best move of the day. No of the entire week.” another boy added. “Gotta add that to the playbook fellas.”

The other boys voiced their shock and agreement and Greyson smirked.

“Was bummed the move didn’t bring YN back to the field with me but I’d take her randomly showing up at my house over that any day.”

The entire group laughed in response and some of them even patted him on the back.

“What’s the deal with your roomie though?”

Greyson’s face softened a bit at the mention of Shawn. “What do you mean?”

“Does he like the girl or something? They seemed pretty friendly when we first came in.”

“No way!” Greyson laughed, relieved that they weren’t saying anything rude about his friend. “YN said he’s just her tutor. And she’s not his type.”

***

The sound and deep aroma of sizzling meat lured Shawn out of his room and to his kitchen.

There he found his roommate and friend Greyson cooking their dinner while dancing along to One Direction music.

Shawn smiled silently to himself at the sight. Greyson and him had been practically inseparable. They were the closest of friends and Shawn knew Greyson better than anyone else, or at least better than anyone else on the football team. However, things changed and Greyson started to only hang out with his team and even stopped doing the old Greyson things that Shawn liked about him...like jamming to One Direction. It was nice to see his old best friend back.

“Shawnie! Come help me with this will ya.”

Greyson’s request snapped Shawn out of his thoughts and the boy walked over to help his friend prepare dinner, standing side by side in comfortable silence.

After the meal was plated, the pair sat by the kitchen counter and proceeded to eat their meals and talk about their days.

“How was training camp?” Shawn muffled in between mouthfuls of meat.

“Nice I guess. Hard but so worth it. Who knew a month in the mountains would help my performance so much. I PRed in…” Greyson went off on a passionate talk about his sport and training while Shawn remained silent. Greyson just assumed that his friend was listening intently. He was always the quiet one of the duo.

Shawn’s mind however, was the opposite of quiet. His mind was racing and he was slowly building up the courage to ask Greyson what he really meant to ask.

“H-Hey Grey. Can I ask you something?” Shawn stuttered.

The other boy stopped his talk on how much weight he’s been lifting and looked toward his roommate.

“D-do you like YN?”

Greyson silently stared at his friend for a few seconds but to Shawn, those seconds seemed to drag on like minutes.

“Do you like her?” Greyson retorted back.

Flustered, Shawn dropped his fork at the unexpected words. “What n-no. I barely even know her! But-“

“Thought so. She’s not your type.” the football player added flatly.

Shawn’s face dropped but his friend didn’t seem to notice. “Right.” he whispered quietly. “So you do like her?”

Greyson laughed at Shawn’s persistence. “Shawnie. I barely even know her. But she looks like she’ll be fun.”

[indigenousgurl]

Singing With Taeil Oneshot

A/N: In this story I’ll be using a song for one of the scenes.

Almost is never enough- Ariana Grande.

Have your earbuds ready and hit play when you see 'Play Song'

Imagine, you and Taeil are really good friends and you both have secret feelings for each other. Both of you have no idea your feelings are mutual and neither have decided to confess because you’re afraid the other one doesn’t feel the same way.

Therefore, you guys are trying to keep it safe in the "friend zone".

So one day Taeil calls you up and asks if you want to sing a duet with him and perform it together.

Both of you are singers and it’s one of the many things that bonds you together.

"Of course! Do you have a song in mind?" You asked, sitting up on the couch you were just napping on.

"Actually..yes. Come over and I’ll show you!" He replied, before quickly hanging up.

You shrug and get up to fix your makeup and put on a more fashionable outfit.

Once you made it to the 127 dorm, you rang the bell and Johnny opened the door.

"Y/N! Hey come on in.." He stepped to the side so you could enter and take your shoes off.

You smiled and opened your mouth to say something but he beat you to it.

"Here to see Taeil?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You nodded and bit your lip, he was the only one you told about having feelings for Taeil. And you made him promise not to tell anyone.

"He’s in the studio room.." Johnny nodded towards the hallway and gave you a little wink before turning to the kitchen.

You felt your cheeks heat up and tried to calm your breathing before opening the door to see Taeil messing with the sound levels, headphones on his head.

He didn’t notice you so you crept up behind him and placed your hands over his eyes.

You felt his cheeks raise in a smile as he took his headphones off and turned towards you.

"Y/N!" He grinned, eyes sparkling so beautifully at you.

You couldn’t help from blushing a little. "What are we gonna work on?" You asked, grabbing a chair and sitting next to him.

"Almost is never enough by Ariana Grande, do you know that song?" He asked, setting everything up on the laptop.

"I love that song! Omg we’re gonna slay that!" You replied sassily snapping your fingers.

He chuckled and gave you a pair of headphones and set the mic up infront of your mouth. "Is that good?" He asked, adjusting the height.

You felt your heart race at how close he was right now.

"U-uh yeah..thats perfect!" You exclaimed, just as his hand brushed against your chin.

Taeil smiled and ran a hand through his hair. He too, was having a hard time containing his emotions.

Wow..she looks so effortlessly beautiful... He thought to himself, staring, as you flipped your hair with ease.

When you looked at him, he blinked a few times and looked away, pretending to adjust his mic.

"Let’s just do a soundcheck and get a feel for the song first.." He put his own headphones on, hit record and started the music.

You started off the song and then he joined in the second verse.

After a successful practice, he stopped the recording and handed you a bottle of water.

"That was really good! You’re voice is so...amazing, Y/N.." He smiled shyly.

"Haha..thank you! You were awesome too, those runs were so crisp and clear!" You exclaimed, passionately.

"Thanks..I think we’re ready to record for real, what do you think?" He asked, taking a sip of water.

"Let’s do it!" You nodded and cleared your throat, getting ready for the first take.

Play Song

He nodded in time with the intro and gazed at you as you started singing.

Throughout the song, the two of you stole glances at each other. Taeil was in awe at your angelic voice and how you never went flat. He admired your skill to always stay on key and on beat.

He loved the way your lips and mouth moved as you sang. He could feel all the emotions you created through the song and it truly touched his heart. Deep down, he felt those words you were singing and imagined they were for him...which they were.

The same went for you, as he sang his heart out, your heart raced at the thought of him singing for you.

It sounded like he was trying to tell you something, it was more than just a simple project, this meant something!

Taeil’s heart was racing out of his chest by the time you guys finished the song.

His hand was shaking so much he could barley hit the button to stop the recording.

You both took your headphones off at the same time.

"Wow...I think we got it! No one messed up." He exclaimed, trying to hide his shaking voice.

I have to tell her how I feel...I can’t wait anymore! He thought, while burning the song onto a CD.

You were still humming the song, in your own little world, when Taeil cleared his throat.

You blinked your eyes open and looked at him, giving him a smile. He was nervously messing with his fingers, not meeting your eyes.

"Tae-"

He cut you off. "Y/N..I-I have to tell you something. It’s been on my mind for a long time now and I keep debating on whether or not to say it but...I can’t wait anymore.” He looked up into your eyes and scooted his chair closer to you.

You leaned forward a little. "I’m listening.." You said softly.

"Y/N..I’m in love with you." He sighed, letting out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

"Ever since I met you..everything about you has captivated me body, mind and soul. I feel like I’ve waited all my life to find someone like you and Y/N..." He paused, taking your hands into his.

"I’ve loved being your friend all this time, heck, I want to stay friends..but also...I want us to be more than that." He traced his thumbs in circles over you soft hands.

"Will you..be my girlfriend?" He looked up and gazed intently into your eyes, searching for an answer within them.

You felt all sorts of emotions running wild inside of you. He was saying the exact words you’ve been thinking all this time!

You couldn’t find anything to say, everything was getting tangled in your mind so you did the only thing you could think of.

You leaned even closer to him, placed your hands on the sides of his face and kissed his sweet lips.

He tasted just like you’d imagined and you felt yourself melt into him as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

He smiled into the kiss and pulled away to look at your face.

"I’m guessing this is a yes?" He said dreamily.

You smiled and nodded. "I love you too.." You whispered, which earned you another, deeper, kiss from Taeil.

[sawyerleviathan]

SAWYER LEVIATHAN [ ROSS LYNCH ] is a SENIOR at Broadripple Academy. He is 18 years old, from BROOKLYN NY and has been at Broadripple Academy for 3 YEARS. 

It’s Suds comin’ at you with a new bitch in this rodeo.

Sawyer isn’t a legacy or anything. His parents just shipped him and his sister off to boarding school because they’re always busy.

He’s from Brooklyn and his parents are both involved in the music/ arts scene in the city. Him and his sister got forced into that life of taking music lessons with strict and busty German teachers as kids, but they didn’t mind it too much because they actually enjoyed it.

Sawyer grew up learning violin because his dad is a big strings guy, but he eventually begged for piano lessons. When he got to middle school he started learning guitar because he started hanging out with kids who liked to sneak into indie rock shows in Williamsburg, but his parents were like “jack of all trades, master of none”. He wanted to prove them wrong because he’s a stubborn fuck, but he realized they kinda had a point when his shit started slippin so he went back to focusing on violin w/ piano as a side thing and guitar more like an “im gunna bust this out and play Wonderwall when i wanna impress people”

His younger sister has been the favorite of their family because she’s a lot more behaved than he is. Sawyer and his sister have mostly been cool with that though because that means she can get all the attention and Sawyer can get away with more shit because his parents aren’t putting all their eggs in his basket. Him and his sister have always been hella close.

His sister got diagnosed with cancer, which was really hard on him and his whole family. Because the future for her was uncertain, Sawyer’s parents started looking at him to fill her role as the “perfect child” which he 100% was not considering he was sneaking into the house at like 3am every time he was home.

Eventually he was like “aight guess i gotta put on my big boy pants” because his sister like like “Sawyer i s2g if i die and they’re left with your bum ass then it’s going to make me feel worse” so he’s been trying to be on his best behavior for her sake

Sawyer just loves to have a good time and flirt and just live his life

Got his ass kicked by Izzy last winter after a party. No one really knows what happened, and he kinda wants to keep it that way. Sawyer was pretty vocal about Izzy not getting expelled though which is kinda suspicious to people, but he usually just tries to avoid the subject.

During Izzy murkin’ him in Lorehill, his hands were broken which was... not good for a kid who really only playing music going for him. 

Spent the summer in physical therapy and has been trying really hard to get the strength back in his hands the way that they used to be, but it’s really frustrating. He used to love jazz band and orchestra, but now he had to quit jazz because playing piano is pretty painful for him & he’s still in orchestra, but he’s not nearly as good as he used to be

Random Facts:

Kinda a sloot. He’ll flirt with your girlfriend and then when you try to fight him he’ll start flirting with you. Also frequently tries to charm the nuns.

Mozart is his favorite to play on violin and Chopin is his favorite on piano

Has his earbuds in 90% of the time and you can usually hear the music since he blasts it so loudly (it’s usually something classical or Childish Gambino)

Doesn’t know what to do with himself now that he can’t play music as much, so he’s been volunteering in the library. He doesn’t really do much work there though so much as he just hides and reads. Sawyer doesn’t give a shit if you talk too loud, just don’t ask him to do anything that involves moving

Kid rarely has his shirts buttoned up all the day he just really likes the exposed chest aesthetic

Plays on the baseball team and is pretty meh at it, but he just really likes wearing the tight pants so that’s why he keeps playing

Possible/ Wanted Connections:

BEST FRIEND: Someone that puts up Sawyer’s energy and either is able to match it or help chill him out. Sawyer likes to joke around a lot and not take things too seriously on the outside, but he can be a pretty good listener and take things seriously when someone needs him. Overall, he’s a loyal friend.

EX FRIEND: Sawyer used to get himself into a lot more trouble than he does now due to his parents’ and sister’s wishes. This is someone who he probably had to reluctantly pull away from in order to not keep finding himself in bad situations.

BAND & ORCHESTRA FRIENDS: Always smiling and holding court in the band rooms, Sawyer probably made himself known to all in orchestra and jazz band. After what happened with his hands though, he abruptly quit jazz band and doesn’t talk as much in orchestra now due to embarrassment of where his skills have declined. This could probably be someone thats just like “dude u good?”

CHILDHOOD FRIEND: Someone who’s parents are either friends with Sawyer’s or they’re also from the city & they became friends themselves. Sawyer and them could be super close still, have grown apart and are now trying to make their interactions less awkward, or Sawyer was a huge annoyance to them growing up.

EX: Sawyer is a flirt, but he’s pretty picky with who he seriously dates or pursues. This is someone he would’ve had a close connection with, but it ended for whatever reason. It likely was not a pretty break up and there’s either bad energy or feelings still there.

HOOK UP: Someone Sawyer calls up for a good time. They can either be friends or only talk when Sawyer’s texting them the water emoji.

ENEMIES: Sawyer is a pretty friendly guy and just loves to love, but there’s always going to be people he butts heads with. Whether Sawyer doesn’t like how much of a stick in the mud they are, they dislike Sawyer for being a pain in the ass, or maybe Sawyer made out with their significant other once-- could be anything.

I’m always down for any suggestions you throw at me these are just stuff off the top of my head I can think of!