#omfg i just heard the most annoying thing ever out of someones mouth at a target today

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Tiptoe - Poppy x MC

Taglist: @somewillwin @uhh-the-green-thing @jmojellybae @simp-pony @made-me-deep-blue @uselesslesbianfr @it-lives-in-braidwood-manor @belvoiresqueenbee @alexlabhont @samanthadalton @crazzyplays @sparring-hyena @baexpoppy @cloakanddaggerthings

Summary: Poppy and MC meet in summer and they were dating but broke it off, not related to free falling dhaisja don't ask about ch3 idk either.

A/N: uhm hi I've been a ghost for like months lol but I heard from a little birdie that queen b is coming back in September and I'm so ready to clown for my wife Poppy again. Based on song below which is a bop. I also did not check my spelling or grammar I die like a dumbass. My one braincell would like to thank u all and Gabi for this fic 💗

There's hardly anything in this world that captivates you, until you see her. Her flawless skin, her blonde hair and those deep chocolate orbs that you just want to stare at and drown in forever. Who knew such a beauty existed? It boggles you to know that the Min-Sinclair heiress is perfect. One might say that you're jealous but deep down you know that's not the case. Jealousy? No, it's not jealousy, you're enthralled by her. It's not even because of how fucking gorgeous she looks, it runs deeper than that. There's just this weird sense of kinship that you feel when you look at her. She's more than the ranking, she's vulnerable and actually cares, something you saw when you went to the animal shelter.

The way her eyes sparkled when she saw the rescue animals, the way her mouth curved into that gentle smile. Who knew the queen bee of Belvoire had a heart? Her vulnerability is further shown when you realise that the golden girl of Belvoire has her own scars, her pride a by-product of the hurt caused by family and so called friends.

Having seen the forefront of it all, Belvoire is cutthroat. Everything matters, the clothes you wear, your family name. It's a free for all, no one cares who gets burned, low blows exchanged, it's all a big mind game and those who fall under pressure lose not just their reputation but everything they have worked for. But apart from all of that, she's still the first thing that makes you smile.

It's damning, the way your mind and heart races at the thought of Poppy. The way her eyes light up when she flashes that gentle smile, where one look is all it takes to make your knees weak and the blood rushing up your cheeks. You've never seen such a beauty, her smile is like a soft ray of sunshine, warming you up. However, she's also as mysterious as the moon, especially since she acts so sweet and the next minute she's as cold as ever. It's enough to give you whiplash.

Such gentle and delicate features, yet her personality is as fiery as the sun, I guess it's true what they say, the sun is beautiful yet staring at it can become painful.

It's confusing as to why Rosie's fallen so hard for Poppy, they've been rivals from the start, with each other's goal to come out on top. Things have definitely changed after the night they slept together, Poppy's words have no actual bite to them. If she were brave enough Rosie would've called Poppy out on it, but she's so confused on where they stand that she doesn't want to risk this newfound "friendship" if one can even call it that.

It suddenly hits Rosie like a brick. 'Wait, has Poppy been courting me in her own weird way or am I imagining shit?' She becomes more confused as Poppy seems to stare at her longer than she ever did, sometimes Rosie would meet eyes with Poppy who seems to have a longing stare as if she has so much to convey yet has no courage to do so. Sometimes it gets to the point where Poppy blushes after she realises that both of them have been staring at each other for too long. Both of them being a flustered and blushing mess, looking away as if they've been burned from getting too close to a fire.

Most people in Belvoire would argue that its not longing and wistful glances that the two are exchanging, they'd say that those were intense glares formed from the ongoing rivalry that the two have established in public, but anyone who personally knows Poppy and Rosie would say differently. There's also an ongoing bet between the students of the school. Some argue that Poppy and Rosie are secretly dating whilst the rest argue that they absolutely loathe each other and the ongoing stares are to intimidate each other to give in and leave Belvoire.

Zoey and Veronica are secretly in cahoots in which they bet that the two are definitely dating or in Veronica's words "those two are definitely fucking" which earns her a fond smile as well as a roll of the eyes from Zoey. Chloe suspects something between Poppy and Rosie, considering they genuinely don't seem to put energy behind the insults they throw at each other. She doesn't think that the two are lovers but she definitely thinks that they're secretly friends.

It's not until Veronica sees Rosie wink at Poppy when she thought nobody was looking, and she was certain that the blonde would glare at Rosie but imagine her surprise when Poppy flirts back by winking back. In which she's all too excited to text Zoey about. "Omfg bitch, you won't believe what I saw today, like holy fuck the two gays were flirting when they thought no one was looking." All she gets in response from Zoey was "show receipts pls."

Rosie can feel herself falling for Poppy, both of them know that things have changed. Neither seem too interested in fighting and when they do argue, it's all for show, after all no one knows that they're secretly pining after each other. She suddenly remembers how they met.

-Flashback-

Being relatively new to New York, Rosie was eager to meet new people and what better way to start off than hooking up with strangers from a random bar? After all, the city was big and it's been a while. As soon as she arrived someone immediately caught her attention. One Poppy Min-Sinclair, dressed to the nines, she was definitely Rosie's type. Not really expecting anything Rosie struts towards her, in hopes of beginning a conversation.

At first Poppy seemed uninterested, scoffing and she felt a presence near her. She didn't really want to deal with anyone considering they're usually just random guys who wanted to hook up in the bathrooms or worse they're drunk as fuck trying to flirt with her. However, imagine her surprise when she looks at the person that dared to sit by her. Poppy would be lying if she said that the girl in front of her wasn't her type. She seemed sweet, and had a gentle smile. It was also a bonus that the girl seemed to know how to dress herself.

When their eyes met, there was this lightning spark that just fit into place, the two had chemistry. It was undeniable, the two just knew how to push and pull. The banter was there, so was the attraction.

Poppy wasn't shy about showing her attraction, obviously checking Rosie out, which earns her a low chuckle from the other girl. "At least buy me dinner first before you undress me with you eyes?" said Rosie with mirth dancing around her eyes, whilst Poppy just laughs, soft and languidly slow. At which point Rosie knew she was screwed, the blonde in front of her looked like she just walked out of the runway, and her laugh was definitely something Rosie wanted to hear more of.

She's pulled out of her epiphany once Poppy speaks, voice sultry and pulling Rosie in like a siren. "My name is Poppy Min-Sinclair, and I do what I want sweetheart." The confidence she exudes is shown in her voices. It's addicting the way the blonde presents herself, every move calculated and poised. Every word that leaves her lips is deliberate and elegant in her own unique way. If she was in her right mind, Rosie would've been terrified by how enraptured she was by this girl in front of her.

Rosie wasn't one to back down from a challenge therefore she decides to tease the girl in front of her. "Is your name supposed to be important? I've never heard of it. Anyways, since you've introduced yourself so nicely, my name's Rosie." Poppy just raises an eyebrow at her semi-surprised that the other girl hasn't heard of her. "Sorry babe, the whole world doesn't revolve around you." said Rosie with a cheeky smile and wink and before Poppy can retort Rosie finishes off by saying "but it definitely should revolve around you, I mean look at you, you're mesmerising."

If it were any other person, Poppy would have definitely rolled her eyes and walked away, but Rosie seemed to mean it. The other girl definitely looked like she wore her heart on her sleeve, and it was just so damn endearing that Poppy, against her usual M.O., she decides to stay and talk to the other girl. 'She looks cute enough, but if she's gonna be annoying then I'll just ditch her later.' thought Poppy.

Both women were intrigued by each other, and one thing led to another. Before they knew it they were together in a hotel room. Neither of them cared about who made the move first, all they knew was that they had to have each other one way or the other.

Despite her pent up desire and lust, Poppy still cared about her reputation, after all even if she was on break it didn't mean she can be careless, plus she didn't exactly want to expose Rosie to Belvoire's dirty laundry, the girl seemed nice enough and Poppy wasn't about to mess with this girl. Sure she's a fucking bitch but that doesn't mean she wants people to suffer because of her unless they've wronged her or any of her friends in some way. She's petty but she's not that petty.

God knows Belvoire is a shithole.

They're definitely closer than what should be conceived as acceptable, considering Rosie is literally one step away from kissing Poppy. Not like either of then cared considering they were too focused on each other to pay attention to their surroundings. It's only when the bartender coughs that the two pull away from each other as if taken out of their seemingly lulled state.

Rosie's about to say goodbye, considering the blonde seems like she's torn between leaving or staying, but she's caught by surprise when Poppy yanks her arm back. "Where do you think you're going, little lamb? I didn't say I was done with you yet." The way it was said was enough to make Rosie shiver. The way the Min-Sinclair heiress said it so confidently, it didn't help that she looked to be the epitome of lust and desire at that moment, but from then on Rosie knew she was fucked, both literally and figuratively.

Before she knew it she was pulled into a car headed to the nearest luxury hotel, which just so happens to be a presidential suite at The Ritz. Rosie didn't show but she was shocked. She knew the girl was rich, I mean come on her clothes are fresh off the runway and the blonde exuded power and wealth. But this was like a bucket of ice water being dropped on Rosie's head, this was definitely something she wasn't expecting.

NSFW AHEAD

She's taken aback by the inside of the hotel suite, she expected it to be fancy, but nothing could prepare her for the plush king sized bed, as well as the overall layout of the room. It looks like something straight out of an IKEA magazine, Rosie can't help but think.

"Well, are you just going to stand there or are we actually going to fuck?" says Poppy. Rosie is taken aback from how bluntly Poppy put it. Speaking of which, the blonde girl is already half way through removing her clothes. She couldn't help the gasp that escapes her as she gawks at Poppy and the way her body looks so perfect, unblemished milky white skin that looks so soft, all Rosie could think of is leaving marks in her wake. She licks her lips in anticipation as Poppy gives her the come hither gesture, and Rosie is immediately lured in, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Her hands immediately raise up, helping Poppy out of her clothes, until all that remains is Poppy's underwear. Her eyes scan Poppy's body and out of the corner of her eye she can see Poppy's satisfied smile. Rosie is pulled in, her body pulled in flush against Poppy. Her eyes dart over to Poppy's lips as she leans in to kiss Poppy. A hand covers her mouth as she hears "Not yet Hughes, it's unfair if I'm the only one in my underwear."

Rosie's ears are definitely bright red at this point and she's pretty sure that her whole body is flushed, but she gives Poppy a show as she takes each article of clothing slowly, piece by piece as if testing Poppy's already short patience. As she takes her blouse off, Poppy's staring at her so intensely she can feel her legs wobble. The look conveying an unspoken promise. It's enough to make her a little self conscious, but her confidence is regained as soon as she sees how flushed Poppy is. It also helped that she saw Poppy gulp, looking at her like she's the only thing in the world. "See something you like, Min-Sinclair?" she can't help but tease and the blonde rolls her eyes.

"You were doing so well until you started speaking. Just get your ass over here. I'm not used to waiting for things I want." said Poppy. Rosie struts over to Poppy.

She's immediately back at Poppy's side, the Min-Sinclair heiress looking her up and down which makes Rosie nervous as the way Poppy stares is intense. Her doubts are quickly quelled as she's soon tugged harshly the collar. Poppy pulls her in roughly for a kiss, as their tongues dance and weave against each other, battling for dominance. They both step forwards towards the bed, and the noises that come out of Poppy is irresistible and music to her ears. She sounds incredible and Rosie can't get enough and with a flick of her tongue Poppy is putty in her hands.

They both fall towards the bed, Poppy ending up under Rosie. They pull away quickly to catch their breath, and Poppy's eyes are blown so much so, her pupils are dilated like a cat ready to catch its prey. Her lips parted and bruised, taking in oxygen as if all of her breath has been taken away. If Rosie thought she was in charge, she's got another thing coming. Their position is switched, as Poppy expertly flips them over, landing her on top of the other girl. Rosie ending up with her back against the bed as Poppy straddles her. "You're a good kisser, Hughes." she says and Rosie smiles mischievously "I try." she replies.

Poppy's quick to kiss Rosie again, as if she's her only lifeline teetering her to the world. Every kiss shared feels like sparks flying, the intensity and passion leaving them both breathless. It's not like Rosie's gonna give in and let Poppy top her, she quickly pull Poppy by the waist, bodies completely flushed against each other before rolling over so that their position is once again switched. This time Rosie comes out on top.

Before the other girl can complain, Rosie's quick to shut her up but trailing kisses from lips to her neck. Poppy smells like fresh cherries and vanilla, which for some reason is very fitting. After all cherries are sweet but the fruit itself can be dangerous, however there's a hint of danger. After all cherries do have cyanide in the seed. The whimpers and moans that come from Poppy's mouth are sensual and spurs Rosie on even more. She can't get enough of the blonde.

She can feel Poppy's nails taking across her back, and she's sure that those are definitely going to leave marks, not like she minds considering she's too far gone from the sound of Poppy's moans and whimpers.

Rosie looks at Poppy and she can't help but admire how beautiful Poppy looks under her, eyes half lidded and chest heaving. "You look better when you're quiet, Princess." said Rosie, but instead of reporting Poppy just pulls her back in and their lips are clashing against except this time its rough. Poppy pulling and tugging at her hair, while leaving small nibbles on her lips. Rosie knows that her lips are going to be all sorts of red and bruised the next morning.

Rosie's hand finds their way to the waistband of Poppy underwear, and she can feel the wet patch. She slides her hand inside and moves her fingers to find Poppy's clit, where she rubs small circles, and she feels the blonde jolt from the sudden contact and Rosie is about to apologise until she hears Poppy's breathy moans. "I swear to god, if you stop I'm going to fucking kill you." whimpered Poppy.

Rosie just smiles against Poppy's skin as she continues teasing Poppy until the other girl is a panting and whimpering mess. "I need your fingers inside me Hughes, stop fucking around and actually start fucking me." It's said so desperately Rosie finally grants the blonde her wish and starts pumping her fingers in and out until the blonde cums, back arched away from bed and a loud and filthy moan is all the can be heard. Rosie helps the other ride out her orgasm by cooing gentle words and leaving kisses that are definitely going to leave marks on the Poppy's unblemished skin.

-NSFW END-

-FLASHBACK END-

The casuak hook up turns into dates and outings, and both of them start to catch feelings for each other. As much as it surprises Poppy she genuinely enjoys the time that she spends with Rosie. The other girl always making sure to make Poppy smile. It doesn't help that Rosie had this weird way of knowing when Poppy was upset or stressed in which she'd always do something to help the blonde feel better. Rosie's become a constant, a home away from home in a sort. Always there even on Poppy's worse days, not giving in even when Poppy's relentlessly cruel and bitchy. If she weren't so fucking smitten Poppy would have thought that Rosie was a Saint considering how patient she is. However, she refuses to confess her feelings to the other girl first, after all she's a Min-Sinclair and they don't confess ever. People confess to her.

They're both stubborn, therefore they both refuse to even acknowledge their budding feelings for the other. Though there have been too many times where Poppy has gotten jealous when people stare too much at Rosie, though it's reserved and usually subtle. Poppy quietly stakes her claim by always having some sort of physical contact with Rosie. It could be something as simple as a hand on Rosie's forearm or wrist. But the real warning comes from her passive aggressiveness when others get too close to Rosie or the glares that are given if anyone is dumb enough to try and flirt with the other girl.

It's not like Rosie is any better. Whilst Poppy is subtle with her jealousy, Rosie is not. She's always quick hold Poppy's hand as if to signify that the blonde is hers and it's even worse if anyone ignores that. She becomes more physically affectionate. She hugs Poppy as if her life depends on it. There's also been a few times where if Rosie's patience was tested she'd get really jealous and the next time they're intimate she always leaves marks where no one but her or Poppy knows. It's also when she becomes quite dominant in the bedroom and it genuinely entertains Poppy so much so it's become her second favourite past time. The first definitely being their intimate moments.

It gets to the point where both of then get so frustrated they confess how they feel that the same time, which becomes one of their inside jokes considering they both felt like idiots for not confessing their feelings sooner.

However, it's not like summer lasts forever and both of them end up breaking it off, since Poppy actually likes Rosie and she refuses to put her through the shit that goes on in Belvoire. "It was fun while it lasted, Hughes, but I'm sorry. I have to go back and I'm not sure I'll ever see you again." said Poppy, voice cold as ice as if the whole thing didn't matter. Poppy would be lying if she said that it meant nothing, considering she's never been happier. The other girl definitely had a special place in her heart but as they say if you really live someone you have to let them go. She might be cruel but she's not about to fuck Rosie's life up by involving her in the stupidity of Belvoire, she deserves better. Maybe after unibersity she can find Rosie and they can try again.

Rosie's quite sure that she's never going to find anyone that makes her feel the way Poppy does, but she's not one to make things more complicated. "I'm glad I met you Poppy Min-Sinclair, it's been fun while it lasted. Maybe someday we can meet each other again."

Imagine her surprise when it turns out that Poppy attends Belvoire, both of them shocked to see each other again. The only difference being that Poppy seems much colder than the one she met before. Her eyes didn't have that shine or hint of mischief. It looked too detached. "What are you staring at?" said one of the girls following Poppy. Her eyes widened in surprise as the person her roommate Zoey warned her about was Poppy. She's barely acknowledged by Poppy as she just walks away without a word.

Things start to get more complicated as both of them are put against each other, as they compete for the top spot. It's not like Rosie really cared about the fucking thing, in all honesty she didn't even want to compete with Poppy but it's not like she had a choice considering no one cared that she didn't want to compete with Poppy. It gets to the point Rosie avoids Poppy altogether, not really wanting the unsolicited drama with the other girl.

It becomes even worse when rumours start that th reason why the two girls avoided each other like the plague was because Carter was cheating on Poppy with Rosie, and this gets blown out of proportion during the football game in which the screen shows a poorly photoshopped photo of Rosie and Carter kissing.

The way Poppy looked at Rosie broke her heart. Poppy looked tired and upset. She looked like she was betrayed and worse of all the look was directed at her. It's made even worse when Poppy wordlessly looks away, tears on her eyes as she runs to get away from the stadium.

Things change when Rosie chases after Poppy. It's the first time she sees Poppy cry, and it breaks her heart because how can she be so foolish. This was the person she fell for, and it sucked because she was the reason why Poppy was upset.

She approaches Poppy carefully, and as soon as she's noticed. Poppy's eyes narrow into a glare. "What do you want Hughes? Haven't you done enough already?" she yells, her voice full of venom. The words sting, but Rosie marches on, as she apologises. "I know I'm the last person you want to see, but I wanted to say I'm sorry. You didn't deserve all of that." She reaches out to try and comfort Poppy but she stops as remembers that she's the reason Poppy was crying in the first place. They both stand there in a tense silence, both not wanting to speak until they both say something at the same time. "Why didn't you tell me that you go to Belvoire?" they both say in sync.

Rosie lets Poppy speak first. "If you said that you were going to be attending Belvoire, maybe things would have been different." she says and this catches Rosie's attention. "Different how?" she asks and Poppy looks at her eyes softening as she says "I would have admitted that I was falling for you."

That's how they got back together.

[rainydayhogwartsimagines]

First of all, I want to tell you that you're absolutely amazing and that I love everything you write!! Okay about my request I was thinking about Harry's younger sister x Draco!! I had this idea in my head for days and I'm dying to read something like that! Maybe a no Voldy AU where H and D still have their 'rivalry' and then D falls for his sister ofc. They have a secret relationship and to add a little bit of ✨spice✨ Harry finds them in a ... compromising situation... AND WHEN JAMES FINDS OUT

First off: I absolutely LOVE THIS CONCEPT. I haven’t even begun this request yet and I’m already thinking of James dialogue. Second off: You guys are all so sweet omfg I might actually cry. 

Note: This ended up A LOT LONGER than I anticipated. Hope you guys like it.

Harry. That was your damn brother alright. He was older than you by one YEAR. And my God did that point come up ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME. It definitely didn’t help when it came to the fact that Harry became a seeker in his first year, making him the golden child of Gryffindor. You were honestly kind of thankful you were a Hufflepuff because sharing a common room with your brother would’ve actually made you murder someone. You were a little bit of a loner though, only keeping close to your friend Cedric. Lily told you that she was a little bit of a loner too growing up and then she met your dad James. Here’s the thing though: At least she didn’t have to grow up being overshadowed by an older brother. You didn’t hate your brother. You just hated the environment around your brother. As in: You hated that everyone seemed to focus solely on your brother. To be honest, Harry hated it too. You were talented in so many things and Harry could recognize his achievements overshadowed yours. You kind of lucked out on the big brother front though: At least you weren’t related to an asshole. Harry did care about you and supported you. Sometimes (especially during Quidditch season, when he usually became a bigger spectacle) he’d hide out in the Hufflepuff common room. But he usually refrained from doing that. Because that increased the possibility in running into Draco Malfoy. Harry made this fun little nickname for him. “The Crown Prince of Douchebag, long may he reign” Harry would always say making you laugh. Your dad didn’t seem too keen on Lucius Malfoy either. Your mother though, wasn’t vocal on disliking anyone in the Malfoy family. Lily always did have a way of seeing the best in people. Even your strange professor Snape. Your Uncle Sirius seemed ready to kick Draco’s ass anytime Harry complained about him. The thing you always noticed when talking about Draco though is that no one ever called him “Draco.” it was always “Malfoy” 

You never had any interactions with the boy until your third year. Hermione insisted you study for the upcoming exams. You almost didn’t but when you passed the library her voice kept sounding off in your head and you sighed before walking in. You sat at a table, noticing the place was beginning to fill up with students, all of them most likely prepping for the same exams you were. You were reading intently before you heard someone clear their throat. The silver blonde hair immediately made you recognize the boy. “Can I help you Draco?” You asked. He showed a small reaction to hearing his first name being used rather than his last. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.” He asked. You nodded and he sat down. You didn’t say anything to him for a good long while, even though you could feel him staring. You finally looked up “Can I help you Draco?” You asked. There it was again. His name. “Aren’t you one of the Potters’?” He asked. You frowned. “My legacy is not determined by my brothers, if you’re going to refer to me you will do it by my name.” You said sternly making him surprised. Not only did you call him by his first name but you showed zero fear in speaking with him. Interesting indeed. “...No offense but... What is your name?” He asked. You started to understand why Harry had such a strong disliking for this guy. “Y/n. My name is Y/n.” You said sharply. He opened his mouth but someone sitting next to you made him go completely silent. “Hey Cedric.” You said. “Hey. Do you have your potions notes with you?” He asked. You pulled out your notes and you went back to reading. Draco didn’t get up for a while. Not until after you left. 

From that point on he began to notice you more. Were you always in three of his classes? You definitely showed an aptitude for taking care of magical creatures after seeing you in Hagrid’s course and witnessing the way Fang was with you. You never seemed to pay anyone else any mind though. You always kept to yourself, very rarely interacting with other students. Sure, Draco would see Cedric near you. But you didn’t really interact with anyone else. Fred and George would make themselves present near you, usually to check on you and see how you were doing. That let Draco know that you did have people active in your life. He noticed your presence was very rare in quidditch though, usually only when Hufflepuff played. But if that was against Gryffindor then you’d be absent then too. Draco was smart. He knew exactly why you never showed up. Harry God damn Potter. You never went because of your brother. Sure, yes: You made it clear by being seen with Harry that you cared about your brother. But you actually didn’t participate in any activities around a lot of people when it came to your brother. Cedric? Sure. He noticed you present for Cedric winning a Quidditch match and celebrating. Harry? No. You weren’t there. Harry didn’t seemed bothered by this set up though. Draco was curious. He HAD to know why. 

Another opportunity came when Draco’s dumbass walked right up to Buckbeak. Of course Buckbeak nearly attacked him but you intervened, forcing the creature to look at you. “BUCKBEAK.EYES ON ME NOW!” You shouted. The creature merely glanced at you before getting ready to attack. You snapped your fingers though and he finally cut his attention to you. You blocked any view of Draco from Buckbeak, calming it down. Draco was mesmerized by your ability. Course the dumbass did actually fall and scrape his arm. “Christ you’re an idiot.” You sighed helping him to his feet. Draco frowned. “Sorry. That thing almost attacks me and I’m the idiot?” Draco asked. “You’re the jackass that ran up to a creature you knew next to nothing about, that is also in a foreign environment might I add, and expected it to act the way you wanted. Yes Draco. I’d say by this point you’re the village idiot.” You said making Harry snort. James. That was ALL James and if your dad could see you right now he’d be pissing himself of laughter. “Come on.” You sighed walking. “Where the hell do you think you’re taking me?” Draco asked. “You scraped your arm you git. I’m walking you there. Come. on.” You said sternly. Draco grumbled the entire time walking. “I swear I’m beginning to really understand my brother when it comes to you.” You sighed. “Excuse me?” Draco asked. “Surprised my brother talks about you?” You asked. “No I’m surprised you actually mentioned your brother with how little you choose to interact with him.” Draco said. You stopped walking, glaring at Draco. “I don’t know what you think you know Draco, but that’s not true.” You snapped. “Really? Because from where I’m standing you barely interact with him and you got offended by association!” Draco pointed out. “Do you have any idea what it is like to have to live in your sibling’s shadow Draco!? I don’t interact with him here because everything I do here is compared to what he can do.” You snapped, clearly very pissed with Draco. “Actually I do know what that’s like, but it’s not a sibling” he admitted. “Who, pray tell, do you live in the shadow of?” You asked, clearly annoyed. “My father.” he said with a sigh. Oh. Oh shit that actually was a reliable answer. “Yeah. It doesn’t feel great does it asshole?” You asked sharply. “No. Which is why I can’t seem to hate you.” Draco said making you halt again. “...What?” You asked. “You always call me by my first name. Never the last. At first I figured you did it because you liked to annoy the shit out of me. Now I think you do it because you know what it’s like to live behind a strong name defined by someone else.” Draco explained. You hated that the explanation made sense. Why couldn’t he be an idiot? It’s so much easier to hate an idiot. You walked into the medical wing and bandaged him yourself. You were used to having to do this to Harry after quidditch games that backfired. 

Draco watched you carefully. “I don’t hate you.” You muttered. “Hmm?” Draco asked. “I don’t hate you. And that pisses me off. Because I want to hate you.” You muttered. “I’d love to hate you too, but that doesn’t seem like it’s in the cards.” Draco shared your sentiment, making you crack a smile. That smile was so... pretty. “you’re good now.” You sighed, finishing the bandage. “You’re good at this.” He said looking at your handiwork. “Harry injures himself all the time. You should’ve seen mum when when he broke his arm playing quidditch. She looked ready to kill someone.” You chuckled. You and Draco exchanged a look. One of mutual understanding. You held out your hand. “I vote that we become friends.” You said. He rose a brow looking at you and then your hand. “...Call me paranoid because of Fred and George. But if this is a prank I will hex you.” he said. You snorted. “I’m not one for pranks.” You shrugged. Draco shook your hand and you smiled. “See you around.” You said walking away, saluting him as you did. You made him chuckle at that. 

The Hogsmeade trip finally approached and you were excited. Sirius was meeting up with you and Harry along with Remus and Peter. You ran into the three broomsticks with a smile. “Uncle Moony!” You said excitedly, hugging him. He chuckled and hugged you back. “Hi Songbird, goodness you’re growing!” He said. Draco was sitting in a booth, reading when he noticed you. “No hugs for me. I’m hurt, saddened. Shocked.” Sirius said dramatically making you snort and hug him. You hugged Peter too and sat down with Harry. You and Remus were close, along with Peter. Don’t get me wrong. Sirius and you were close. But not as close as Remus. “How’s school going?” Remus asked. “Meh. Boring. I swear if Granger tells me to study one more time I might actually fight her.” You groaned making Peter laugh. “You have James’ spark I’ll give you that.” Peter said. “Make any new friends?” Remus asked making Draco listen. “Uhhh... Just one.” You said. “Well, come on now who is it?” Sirius asked. “I’m not saying anything in front of you or Harry.” You said with a laugh. Remus leaned in so you could whisper. You told him and Remus rose a brow. “Come on Moony who is it, I’m dyin’ here.” Sirius said. “I’ve been sworn to secrecy. Can’t say.” Remus said, doing the “Scout’s honor” salute. “Even I don’t know this one.. Oh God it’s not Moaning Myrtle is it?” Harry whined. “No! Harry I have standards.” You said making the table laugh. “Is it someone I know?” Harry asked. “Not saying.” You said simply. “Uncle Moony at least drop a hint.” Harry said. “Nope.” He said, taking a long sip of butterbeer. You and Remus exchanged knowing glances and smiled. He handed you a book and you chuckled. “Thanks Uncle Moony.” You said, him hugging you. “I should go, Cedric is waiting.” You said. “Have fun Songbird.” Peter said making you chuckle. “Thanks Uncle Wormtail.” You said walking towards the exit. You noticed Draco looking at you and you gave him a smile. He felt.. Warm seeing that. You walked outside seeing Cedric with Cho. “Best not interrupt them.” You mumbled. You weren’t bothered being on your own, you actually didn’t mind it. But someone caught up to you making you jump. “Gah! Jesus Draco, say something before just sprinting next to me.” You gasped. “Sorry.” He laughed. “Who were those men in there?” He asked. “My uncles.” You said walking. “Why’d they call you Songbird?” Draco asked. “Were you eavesdropping?” You asked. “No, I just happened to notice it on your way out.” He lied. “Hmm. According to Uncle Remus I can sing. So they just call me songbird because of that.” You shrugged. “Ah... Were you talking about me earlier?” He asked. You stopped. “You were totally eavesdropping, you little shit!” You said. “Little shi-- I’m older than you!” Draco said making you laugh. “How’s Captain Pain in the ass?” You suggested. “God no!” Draco said making you laugh harder. Draco noticed that smug little smirk and decided to throw a snowball at you. “Oh you little--” You threw one at him making him laugh before you threw another one. You two fought on for a while until you tired yourselves out. But that smile just... God Draco’s heart seemed to hammer against his chest when he saw it.

You and Draco were a little on the secretive side of your friendship. Not because he was ashamed to have you as a friend. God no. But your brother was now watching you like a fucking hawk to see who this “New friend” was. Thank God he took after James and was completely clueless to who you spent time with. Well. Until Cedric answered that burning question. “Who do you think she hangs out with?” Harry asked Ron. “I dunno. I don’t really see her much.” Ron shrugged. “Draco.” Cedric answered. “Hmm?” Harry asked turning to Cedric. “She’s been hanging around Draco, last I saw.” Cedric answered making Hermione drop her spoon, Ron nearly choke, Fred and George both exchanging looks of “OH. SHIT.” Harry’s eye seemed to twitch at hearing this and it soon became obvious why Harry didn’t know. Harry got up, walking to the Hufflepuff common room and finding you reading on the couch. “Malfoy!?” Harry asked. You looked up confused. “What now?” You asked expecting to hear about some argument the two boys had. “You’ve been making friends. With Malfoy!?” Harry asked. Shit. “Uhh... No?” You lied. Harry shot you a glare. “Okay fine! But in my defense, I want to hate him. But once you get to know the guy he’s not that bad!” You said. “Christ, Y/n.” Harry said. “You’re lucky I won’t tell mom!” He sighed. “She already knows Harry.” You said. “So you told everyone but me?” He asked. “Do you see the way you’re reacting right now!? Excuse me if I wanted to AVOID this!” You snapped. “Malfoy--” “His name is Draco! For God’s sake Harry just GET TO KNOW HIM!” You snapped. Harry had never seen you this aggravated with him. “Fine! Fine. If it means that much to you I’ll try.” Harry said.

Instead Harry avoided that kid like the plague. Draco laid off the snide comments and snarky remarks because he knew you’d yell at him later if he said anything unwarranted. Harry didn’t want to run into the guy because he didn’t want to have to be nice. Quite frankly, Harry didn’t want anything to do with him. When the summer approached you were not hearing the end of this “Malfoy? Really?” thing. Remus and Peter was your escape and you were grateful for that. Honestly it reminded them of Snape and Lily. Except less dramatic. Hopefully. “I just don’t get it. Harry doesn’t even try with Draco.” You sighed, throwing a ball and catching it as you laid on the couch. “He gets it from James.” Peter said. “This is all just... It sucks y’know?” You said, unaware that Harry was listening from the kitchen. “I finally make a friend and my brother hates him.” You sighed. “All that matters is your opinion of Draco Songbird. Harry might come around eventually.” Remus assured. You smiled at your uncle. “Mum teach you to be this insightful?” You asked. “Life taught me that... And yes Lily did too.” Remus chuckled. 

Lily didn’t have a problem with the friendship. James was of course worried because his baby girl was making friends now with mainly guys. Oh God he was not ready for this year. You rode with Draco on the train. When he saw you he nearly died internally. Your hair was longer, you were taller... Oh God this was a crush wasn’t it!? NO. NO NO NO NO NO-- “Draco? Are you alright, you seemed spaced out.” You asked. “Hmm? Oh I’m fine.” he said. FUCK. FUCKING-- FUUUUUUUUU-- “I heard from dad there’s something weird going on this year.” You said pondering. “Oh. You mean the tournament.” He said. “How did you know?” you asked. “Father works with the ministry division that works with the school.” Draco answered. “Ohhh.” you nodded. Sure enough the boy was right. The cup was introduced. The rules were a little bit odd but you met all the requirements to participate. Sooooo... Why the fuck not? You signed a parchment, stuck it in the cup and it was accepted. Your mindset was “Well plenty of more qualified students are signing up, I’ll be fine.” Well... There was a problem. The Goblet of Fire goes off at random, not by who’s more qualified. So your name DID get chosen making Harry and Draco both FLIP THEIR SHIT. Both boys were well aware of how brutal this competition could be. News got back to Lily and James and they were equally panicked. 

Cedric however had FULL confidence you could do this. He trained you, making sure you were physically and mentally prepared for everything. It felt weird being the only third year in the room but you didn’t have a problem with it. Harry was practically begging you to drop the competition. “Harry! For God’s sake, just SHUT UP!” You finally snapped. He blinked, as did a few students hearing this. “I watch you play quidditch and you get hurt all the time, you do not hear me throwing a bitch fit over this! The only thing I need right now is your support!” You snapped. Harry didn’t argue either. Draco was supportive over you being in this but he was definitely nervous. “And you’re sure... This is what you want?” Draco asked. “I’m sure.” You nodded as you geared up for the first trial. “Okay... I’ll be in the stands... If you need me just... say something.” He said. You nodded giving him a small smile. 

You thought everyone was being a bit ridiculous... Until you found out the first trial. “Oh no.” You muttered watching Krum run for dear life across the field. You felt a hand on your shoulder and you turned. “Dad!” You breathed before hugging him. Lily, Remus, Peter and Sirius all stood there. “Alright. You’ve got this Darling don’t worry!” James said, eyes twitching as he was clearly worrying. Draco ran in. “Draco?” You asked. “Which dragon did you draw?” Draco asked. “Uhm. The Hungarian Ridgeback.” You said. “...Shit.” Draco muttered. “Guys. I’m fine. Really.” You assured. Why in the hell were you so confident. Draco looked into your eyes and you felt your heart pound. Lily noticed the look and rose a brow. “Promise me you’ll play this safe.” Draco said. “Draco--” “Promise me. Please.” He said, looking at you and putting a hand on your shoulder. His feelings towards you were quite obvious to everyone... Except James. “I promise.” You said softly. “Y/n. You’re up.” Viktor said. You held Draco’s hand for a second before cracking your knuckles. You walked out, the arena being loud as hell. How in the world did Viktor deal with this for a living. Harry ran into the tent, noticing his family watching as well... And Draco. You seemed to be completely calm, despite having seen Krum nearly roasted. The Dragon thrashed against it’s chains and Lily swallowed her anxiety. You did something strange. You... Sat down. “What the fuck is she doing!?” James screeched. “Hi.” You said to the dragon. It roared in your face, blowing your braid so it was off your shoulder. You maintained eye contact with it though. How in the hell were you calm-- You didn’t even flinch when this thing roared at you. You stood up, the dragon retreating back before you held out your hand. It snarled making Remus uneasy, but you kept the same calm expression. It sniffed you, before you lightly pressed your hand to it’s snout and smiled. “see. I’m not so bad.” You said softly. Everyone was wide eyed. “I need the egg.” You said looking at the golden egg. It let out a huff but you kept eye contact as you grabbed the egg. It tried to follow but you halted the creature with your hand. “Stay.” You said softly. It did. You walked back out of the arena leaving everyone shocked. Did a fourth year just... TAME A FUCKING DRAGON?

You walked back to the tent and Lily hugged you, “You did so well-- Oh honey!” She said. “Well done Y/n!” Sirius laughed, clapping his hand onto your back. “I’m proud of you.” Harry said as he roughed up your hair, making you laugh and swat his hand away. You looked at Draco and he said nothing, pulling you into a hug. You dropped the egg, hugging him back. James nearly went “PROTECTIVE DAD MODE” On this kid’s ass but Sirius halted him along with Lily halting Harry. “When were you going to tell me you could tame dragons?” Draco laughed making you smile. You pulled away and chuckled. “I just remembered Hagrid rambling on about dragons and I went with what he told me” You admitted. Draco shook his head with a laugh and cleared his throat after noticing all of your family staring at him. “Uh... Hi?” He waved. “Uncle Moony, this is the friend.” You said. Remus smiled and held out his hand, Draco shaking it. “Pleasure.” Remus said. James’ eye was still twitching as Draco sat with you through the rest of the trial. Harry was too. Like father, like son. “Can I punch a kid? Is that illegal?” James whispered to Lily. “Yes James it is. It’s called assaulting a minor. And he seems perfectly fine.” Lily hushed him. James pouted and Harry kept watching you two. 

The next few days were spent trying to figure out what the fuck the egg actually was supposed to do. “What the hell is this even for?” Draco asked, looking at it as it sat on the coffee table in the Hufflepuff common room. “Have you opened it?” Harry asked. “Yes. It screams.” You said. “Charming.” Hermione said sarcastically. “It makes me want to drown the damn.... Wait a minute!” You gasped. “What?” Draco asked. “What if I put it underwater to quiet the noise?” you asked. “Why would you want to do that?” Ron asked. “It clearly makes noise for a reason dipshit.” Fred said, smacking Ron upside the head, understanding your logic. You sprinted off to the baths, doing just that. You listened to it’s riddle, coming back up for air and raising a brow. “Come seek us where our voices sound, We cannot sing above the ground ,And while you're searching, ponder this: We've taken what you'll sorely miss, An hour long you'll have to look, And to recover what we took. But past an hour - the prospect's black Too late, it's gone, it won't come back.” it sang. “What the absolute fuck does that mean?” you pondered aloud. You walked back to the common room, hair still wet. “Any ideas?” George asked. “Well I was right. It gave me a riddle.” You muttered pondering. “Where our voices... sound-- Are there any mermaids on campus?” You asked. “...What?” Fred asked. “In the lake, I think.” Hermione answered. “That’s where the next trial is.” You said, snapping your fingers. “Damn that was quick!” George laughed. “Sure you’re not a lost Ravenclaw?” Fred asked. You sat next to Draco and chuckled. Your eyes were gorgeous when the fire from the fireplace reflected off of them. “I should get some rest. Tell Dad about the competition.” You yawned, leaving. Draco got up. “Sit.” Harry said as everyone else cleared out. Draco frowned. “I’m not going to just--” “I need to talk to you, sit.” Harry said. He finally sighed, sitting down. “I know you like my sister.” Harry said. “...What--” “Don’t play dumb, even my dad can see that you do.” Harry said. Draco looked at Harry. “Let me guess: You don’t want me anywhere near her right?” Draco asked. “Preferably: Yes. But Y/n likes having you around so I will say this...” Harry leaned forward, his eyes piercing through Draco. “If you hurt my sister I will kill you. Am I understood?” Harry snapped. “....Okay.” Draco nodded. “You can go.” He sighed, turning back to the fire. Draco got up and stopped for a moment. “I would never hurt her Potter. She means too much to me to ever do that.” Draco said before leaving. 

The next trial of course had to be on a day where it was FUCKING COLD. Your family all stood outside with everyone else. You looked around noticing Draco’s absence. “Where’s Draco?” you asked. “Mcgonagall asked him to come with her this morning. Haven’t seen him since.” Goyle answered. “Hermione isn’t here either.” Ron noticed. You frowned, remembering the riddle. “Oh no.” You said. “What?” Sirius asked. “I think I know what this trial is.” You said looking at the lake. You pulled your hair back and Cedric handed you something. “You’ve got this.” He said. You cracked a smile, looking at the item. It was going to help you breathe underwater. You took it, waiting for the sound off. It finally rang out and you dived in, swimming through the murky water. You had an hour. You used your wand to provide light, swimming through the lake before you finally found it. They seriously chained students to the bottom of a lake? What the fuck was this competition? You unlocked the chains, gripping Draco’s arm before swimming back. Viktor popped out of the water first, Hermione with him. You popped out, water dripping from you. Draco shivered from the cold water and chuckled. “When Mcgonagall said I was needed for your trial, this is not what I expected.” He said, making you laugh. Fleur came back empty handed. “I couldn’t... She- she’s still down there!” She wailed. You frowned looking at the clock and then the lake. You knew who was Fleur’s challenge was. And that was a child. You shoved off your towel and jumped back in, making everyone run back to the edge. 

“What happened!?” Lily asked Draco. “I don’t know-- She just jumped back in!” He gaped. The clock’s loud ticks did not make the waiting any less anxiety wracking. Remus was staring intently, Sirius gearing up to jump in after you before you finally reemerged with Gabrielle. Draco helped you out and you pulled your hair tie off, your hair falling to your shoulders. Fleur hugged you, thanking you for saving her sister. “My kids are awesome.” James said hugging you and Harry both. You shivered and Draco lifted his arm as to say “Get under here” You did, panting out of breath. The last three minutes of you being in the water were you having to hold your breath because the item wore off. “I’m proud of you Y/n...” Draco said, making you look at him with a smile. His eyes wandered to your lips and you both seemed to be looking at each other. That’s finally when James grasped the situation. Oh no. OH HELL NO. “Lily. That boy likes Y/n doesn’t he?” James asked. “It took you this long?”

You were quickly becoming aware of that damn school dance, as many students were asking others to go with each other in front of you. You were a sappy romantic, sure. But if you saw one more kid with a fucking ukulele or guitar you were prepared to kick someone’s ass. You sat in the dance class, loathing every moment of being there. You definitely had James’ left feet, because you could NOT dance. “Choose your partners.” She instructed. You sighed and Draco extended his hand. “I can’t dance so if I step on you, this is your fault.” You said making Draco laugh. You stood with your hand on Draco’s shoulder and his around your waist. Your face was probably pink from the feel of things. “You can move closer Y/n, I don’t bite.” He teased. You blushed, moving slightly closer and he walked you through it. “How do you know how to do this?” You asked curiously. “My family throws parties where we have to dance. It’s terrible.” He explained. “Sounds like its something out of Pride and Prejudice.” you said. “Hmm?” he asked. “Muggle book that goes over old English customs.” You shrugged. “Ah.” He nodded. “So the Yule ball is coming up.” Draco said, clearing his throat. “Yep. I’m aware.” You muttered. “Not excited?” He asked. “No I am but I’m beginning to despise the ukulele and guitar after this week.” You admitted making him chuckle. “The younger students have... Gotten creative.” He nodded. “Alright Grandpa, calm down.” You teased making him roll his eyes. “I was wondering.” Draco started before twirling you. You did, your back against his chest. “Would you like to go with me?” He asked in your ear. Thank Merlin’s grey ass beard that your face was turned away from Draco. “Y-yeah... S-sure.” You stuttered out. He twirled you back around and you were so red that if you weren’t moving right now, he would’ve thought you were dying.

You went back to the common room, pacing. Do you talk to your mom? No. She’d tell dad and then you’d have to deal with a potential murder. Who could you trust? Then an idea hit you. Next week was Hogsmeade. Remus! Well and Sirius. You loved Remus to death but he did not have that much experience in this area like Sirius did. So you wrote to them and of course they agreed to meet up with you. You went to the Three Broomsticks, sitting at the table as the two men sat down. “What’s wrong Songbird?” Remus asked. “W-well.” You sighed. “Oh... Do you need a pad?” Sirius asked. “What!? No!” You said. “Thank God. I am not ready for that conversation.” Sirius said. Remus smacked Sirius with a book, turning back to you. “What’s going on?” Remus asked. “I... I’ve been asked to go to the Yule ball.” You admitted. Sirius gaped with a smile. “who’s the lucky guuyyyy-- Or girl, I don’t judge.” Sirius asked. “Draco.” You answered. “Ohhhh.” Sirius nodded. “I don’t know what I’m doing guys. I’m freaking out here.” you whined. “Calm down. So he asked you?” Remus asked. “Yeah.” you nodded. “Well then what’s the problem?” Sirius asked. “What do I even say!? OR DO!?” You asked, panic clearly in your eyes. “Shit. Uhhhhhh. Well, the best advice I can give is don’t use too much tongue--” Remus, again slammed his book against Sirius’ head. “Keep doing what you’re doing now and go with the flow. You don’t want interactions with him to seem forced.” Remus said. “Thanks... And.. I hate that I’m asking this but what if he does kiss me?” You asked. Remus sighed and looked at Sirius. “I’m scared of that damn book.” Sirius said looking at Remus’ hand which was resting on top of the book. “Look. The best thing I can tell you is this: If he does kiss you, just go with the flow like Remus says. Unless you don’t want him to kiss you. Then you kick him in the dick and run.” Sirius said. “No hit for that last comment?” You asked Remus. “He’s right.” Remus nodded. 

So there you were. The night of the Yule. Christ could you stop shaking!? You asked Cedric to walk you down the stairs because you had like, zero confidence walking by yourself in heels. “I am going to kill you Draco.” Harry muttered. “I am just taking your sister to a dance Potter, I’m not Fred here and being a playboy.” Draco said. “Hey-- wait no. No that’s fair.” Fred nodded before you walked down. Draco’s eyes went huge, lips parting as he saw you. “Thanks Cedric.” You said. “Anytime. Have fun!” Cedric said walking off with Cho. Harry’s eye twitched and George dragged him off, leaving you with Draco. “Shall we?” You asked nervously. Draco nodded and you took his arm, walking and standing ready with the other champions. “You look beautiful Y/n.” Draco said making you smile. “You’re not so bad yourself Draco.” You chuckled. You’ve been hanging out with Sirius for WAY too long. The doors opened and your grip tightened. “You’ve got this Y/n.” He said in your ear. “Not if you keep whispering in my ear I don’t.” You muttered. “Hmm?” “Nothing!” You lied. You two did that ridiculous dance, you dreading every second of it. But the music finally slowed down and you sighed with relief. You and Draco swayed to the music and you smiled. “Hectic year.” You said. “I bet it has been for you. Though, being held hostage by mermaids didn’t exactly make my year normal.” He replied making you chuckle. “I think it’s been a good year for us though.” He added. “What do you mean?” You asked. “We’ve gotten a lot closer, haven’t we?” He said. “Y-yeah.” You nodded. Form proper words Y/n, Christ. “And... I’d like us to be.. Closer if that’s alright with you?” He said. Fuck. Words can’t even form now. “Y/n?” He asked. “Like.. Dating?” You asked. “Only if you want to.” He nodded. Where was the holy spirit of Sirius’ dating life now!? “I’d like that.” You said with a small smile. His lips seemed to hover over yours, you now being able to feel his breath. You could feel Harry drilling holes into Draco with his eyes. “Uhm... Should I be concerned that Fred is holding back Harry?” Draco noticed. “Very.” You nodded. “Uhm... Wanna get out of here?” He asked. “Yep.” You nodded. 

The two of you walked around campus, the winter air hitting you hard. You shivered and Draco took off his jacket wrapping it around you. You smiled and he slid his hand into yours. “So your parents seem nice.” Draco said as you walked. “Wellll... To be honest dad is more of a jackass. Harry takes after him.” You said, earning a laugh from Draco. “And your mother?” He asked. “Calm. But definitely murders people in her mind.” You answered. He laughed again. “What about you?” You asked. “Hmm.” He pondered. “My mother is very... Patient. She’s nice.” He said. “And your father?” You asked. “Stern. But I know he loves me. If that makes sense.” He answered. “It does.” You nodded. Draco smiled at you and brushed a hair from the side of your face. You smiled at him and he slipped his fingers under your chin, kissing you. Soft. His lips were soft...

“YOU SON OF A BITCH!” You heard. “Fuck.” You sighed followed by rapid footsteps. “I AM GOING TO KILL--” you clothesline Harry as he sprinted towards Draco. “Wow.” Draco gaped. “I have uncles.” you shrugged. “Give this a rest Harry. This is just sad.” You sighed, helping him up. Harry’s nose started bleeding and Draco sighed. “I’ll take him to the medical wing.” Draco said. “Your jacket--” “Keep it. I’ll get it from you later.” he said with a smile. “I am so kicking your ass.” Harry grumbled, holding his nose. Draco walked the idiot down the hall and you turned to go back to the Hufflepuff common room before feeling someone tap you. You turned and Draco kissed you again smiling against your lips before finally dragging your dumbass brother away. 

“You did not just kiss my sister in front of me, you fucking prick.” Harry said holding his nose. “Hey, I’m not the one who got clotheslined by her.” Draco reminded. “I didn’t expect her to do that.” Harry winced. “Yeah trust me, neither did I.” Draco snorted. “I wasn’t lying Draco. You hurt her--” “I’m not going to Harry, I swear.” Draco said. Madame Pomfrey rose a brow. “Did you two fight again?” She asked. “No, this was my sister.” Harry said, removing his hand. She winced at the sight. “Tell your sister she did a good job.” She said before Draco walked away. “Promise me that you’re not going to break her heart.” Harry said making him stop. “What?” Draco asked. “Promise me you’re not going to break her heart.” Harry repeated. “Harry. I swear it. Do you want me to make a blood pact or something?” Draco asked. “...Is that an option?” Harry asked making Draco roll his eyes and walk away. 

The last trial finally approached. You were kind of anxious about it too. Draco however was confident you had the damn thing in the bag. “You tamed a Dragon Y/n. Whatever this next trial is, you’ve got it in the bag.” Draco said. James finally came with the rest of the family. “You ready?” Sirius asked. “Hell no.” You breathed. Viktor walked over, along with Fleur. You let out a shaking breath.. “We just wanted to say... What ever happens... Good luck.” Viktor said. “T-thanks.” You said. “Champions, approach the start!” The announcer yelled. You sucked in a breath and walked forward. You halted and turned back around, kissed Draco before leaving the Viktor and Fleur. Remus, Sirius and Peter hid smiles but Lily, again was having to hold back her idiot husband and son from killing the poor kid. “JUST ONE PUNCH--” “I’M WITH YOU HARRY!” James screeched.

The challenge began and you booked it, sprinting as fast as humanly possible through the maze. Find that damn cup. You took so many twists and turns, stopping for a brief moment to try to figure out where you were. Then you noticed that the maze was pulling you to the wall. “OH FUCK NO” was the only thing Viktor heard before rapid footsteps and you booking it as the maze walls were closing. You sprinted, Viktor right next to you as you ran. He went left you went right. Ironically, right was the right way considering you found the cup. You sprinted and gripped its handle before you seemed to float. 

Your body hit the ground hard and you coughed. “God I’m so feeling that in the morning.” You groaned before getting up. You brushed yourself off unaware to the crowd that was about to scream in celebration of your victory. Well, until you heard “THAT’S MY NIECE MOTHERFUCKERS!” Followed by “SIRIUS!” and a loud smack. You gaped and looked at the cup and then the crowd as they all screamed in victory, Dumbledore holding your hand high before your family sprinted out. “I knew you could do it!” Draco said with a smile you hugging him as the crowd cheered. You panted, looking at Draco as your arms were around him and he kissed you. James didn’t even care by this point because damn it: You did it! Holy shit! You let go of Draco and he smiled before Sirius lifted you onto his shoulders. “THAT’S MY GIRL! WOOOOOOOOHHH” Sirius screamed making you laugh. 

You all celebrated that night, sitting in the Great Hall with the cup. “So what are you doing with the victory money?” Sirius asked. You pondered. “Hmm... Hey, Fred, George?” You called. “Hmm?” Fred asked. “How’s business?” you asked, confusing the group more as you spoke. Did... you not hear the question orrr- “It’s going good, we’re beginning to need more room for the equipment though.” George answered. “Great.” You smacked the check down. “Buy a building.” Was all you said before getting up. The two boys looked at each other and then you. “Are you serious right now?!” Fred asked. “I don’t need it. Take it.” You said walking away. Lily snorted and James nearly pissed himself laughing. “She’s definitely James’ kid.” Peter laughed. Remus noticed one thing no one else did. Draco left with you. He smiled to himself and laughed at a joke one of the kids made. 

You stood in the library looking at the genres. Of course your way of celebrating would be to read. You read a few passages before feeling arms wrap around your waist. You smiled, turning in Draco’s arms to face the boy. “Hi.” You said with a smile. “Hi.” He said. You smiled as he kissed you, sinking into his arms. “I really am proud of you, by the way.” He said after pulling away for air. You chuckled. You kissed his nose and he chuckled, kissing your forehead. “AAaanndd Got ya.” Sirius said making you sigh. “Padfoot. Five more minutes.” You whined. “I believe that is how long it took to conceive your brother.” Sirius said making you gag. “Okay! Moment ruined, I’m leaving.” You said walking away. “Works every time.” Sirius said. Draco smiled, watching you jump on Remus’ back. “She really is something isn’t she?” Sirius said, a hand on Draco’s shoulder. He smiled to himself as you laughed at your dad nearly screaming at the bloody baron popping out of the wall. 

“She really is”

[out-of-jams]

Space Trash || teaser || jhs

↠ Space Trash ↞ “I mean, we escaped from prison, accidentally stole this super important data drive, and now we’re about to try and take on one of the biggest, baddest douche bags in the entire universe. We gotta at least come up with a name to call ourselves so they have something to put on our tombstones.” Hoseok glanced around at each and every one of your faces slowly, smile beaming in an attempt to rally the troops.

“How about ‘The Guardians of the Galaxy’,” Jimin offered with his bright, lavender hued eyes trained to the metal ceiling of the Milano in thought. “It has a nice ring to it.”

“That’s a little too ostentatious for this circus of clowns. We’re more like space trash than galaxy guardians,” you scoffed. A moment of brief silence passed where all that could be heard was the gentle, constant thrumming of the ship as it drifted in space. “Oh, no.”

“I kinda like it,” Jungkook voiced and scratched his tattooed neck, accompanied by the agreeing murmurs of everyone else and an ‘I am V!’ from V.

Hoseok beamed. “Space Trash, it is!” 

“No!”

pairing: Hoseok x Reader

word count: TBD. possibly 20-30k holy space balls this will take me forever omfg

release date: TBD

warnings/genre: guardians of the galaxy!au. S2E2EL2L. violence. comedy. i swear this isn’t pure crack. angst. space au. they’re all criminals. pilot/thief/why am i here/don’t make me stab you!Reader. (HIIC) head idiot in charge!Hoseok. i eat nails for breakfast but can’t tie my own shoes!Jungkook. pink skinned sassy weapons master techie genius beautiful superior to all others (”who is letting that narcissistic asshole write his own descriptions?”)!Jimin. is that a fucking talking tree!Taehyung. explicit language. one shot. rated M for badassMotherfuckers.

He was staring and you were starting to get more annoyed than you usually were on any day that ended in a ‘y.’  

It was obvious, seeing as how he refused to even blink. You’d think that someone would know better than to do it so conspicuously. Especially in a place such as the Kyln, otherwise known as the dreaded bowels of the galaxy’s most inescapable prison. Only criminals of the highest degree were ever dragged there by the galaxy’s military police: The Nova Corps. Murderers, intergalactic thieves, underground warlords, whoever ran up enough of a bounty that a Headhunter would want to cash them in for credits, you name it.

You fell into two of those categories, though, you supposed, rather three. A repercussion of too many stolen ships from when you’d jump from planet to planet in search of something besides the next place you’d put your sticky fingers. A kleptomaniac, your parents had called you. But you’d needed something to keep yourself busy and out of the house when their fighting had gotten to be too much.

Until that led you to packing your bags in the dead of night and stealing your retired dad’s old, busted down, single passenger ship that you’d oh-so-painstakingly repaired over the years. One jump through The Universal Neural Teleportation Network (UNTN) later and you were finally free. Of the yelling, of the constant comparison to your dead brother who’d done more with his life than you could ever hope to accomplish.

(But no matter how far you ran, the stench of cigarettes and booze and the metallic haze of blood from a busted nose or swollen lip or blackened eye would never wash out of your system.)

Fast forward to three months ago when you’d stolen a ship from a guy who was angry enough and rich enough to hire a whole squad of Headhunters to bring you down. It wasn’t your fault that you hadn’t known he was apart of the Government Counsel on the frosty planet of Contraxia, seeing as how it was mostly inhabited by sexbots, and the man had been a pink skinned Krylorian.

Though, sending ten men after one woman was a bit of an overkill, if you had any say about it. But no one asked your opinion on the Kyln unless they wanted to know which way you preferred to have your insides carved up. You kept to yourself mostly. Not that you weren’t personable, you just had no interest making friends with serial killers. Or murderers. Or serial killers who killed murderers. Or murderers who killed serial killers who killed murderers, because there were about five of them wandering around somewhere.

Which was exactly why you were two seconds away from slamming your metal lunch tray so hard into that leering douche bag’s face that he woke up in another galaxy. He was sitting across the mess hall, with its jumbled chaos of shouting yellow skinned, hairless Aakons, and Courgs stuffing their muzzled, dog like faces with the slop they called food, and the rest of the gaggle of fear-mongering A-holes spilling out of their cells.

He was easy to spot solely for the fact that he was sitting at the bottom half of a table by himself like the seats around him were vacated because he had bad body odor. The piss yellow, tank-top-like shirt and matching pants combo weren’t well worn enough to signify that he’d been stuck in that hellhole for a while. If the blatant staring didn’t give him away as a newbie, that certainly would have. You couldn’t see the color of the stripes on his pants from where you sat, so the classification of whatever crime he’d committed to get in there was a mystery.

The sudden squinting of his — what looked to be from the distance you sat at — muddy brown eyes had a glare sparking to life on your face. He looked human with his obnoxiously sharp jawline and tanned skin and heart shaped lips, but there were a lot of species out there who only appeared to be so.

Whatever the reason for his gawking, he must have found what he was looking for because he stood up away from his full tray of food and picked his way across the room towards you. A fight wasn’t on your itinerary for the day, but you’d gladly shove your metal spork through his eyehole if he tried anything funny.

Or if the thing about him having B.O. rang true. The last thing you wanted to deal with was a prick who smelled like a box of musty socks that mated with a sewer grate and popped out a sharp-nosed baby.

Your fingers tightened around your spork as he approached like he had all the time in the world, and a pair of Courg’s hadn’t descended on his untouched food tray four steps behind him like they hadn’t eaten in days. Even though they had just licked their own clean. Your eyes flickered down to the green stitching threaded through the left upper thigh of his pants.

Treason, your mind supplied. Crimes against more than one governing agency on more than one planet. Possibly in more than one galaxy. 

The definition of treason ranged far and wide, from assassinating a planet’s leader, to selling trade secrets, to figureheading a revolution. Or something else just as equally detrimental.

The moment he made it to your once peaceful corner, he immediately sat down on the stool soldered into the table without asking for an invitation. At least he didn’t smell. 

“Hey there, beautiful. Come here often?”

You were about to say to hell with it and stab him anyway. “What,” was spat out through gritted teeth.

“You.” His voice was low, pitched with a grating vocal fry like he’d just woken up and the first things he’d chosen to spew from his pink hued mouth was that. Leaning forward, he braced his folded hands on the cold, metal table and two tiny, twin dimples peaked out from the corners of his lips when he grinned. “Come here. Often? Beautiful.” 

“Oh, is that what got you landed in here?”

Your response must have caught him off guard since his eyebrows pinched together in confusion and it took him a moment to formulate words. “Pardon?”

“Idiocy,” you supplied him with an answer. “You. In here. Because dumb?”

All works here are purely fiction. Everything I write is my intellectual property and therefore belongs to me. ©out-of-jams. Do not copy or repost without permission. That is illegal and you are stealing no matter if you give credit or not.

[itsbangtangang]

Little did she know...

Paring: BTS Jungkook x Tan skin reader (black/brown girl, idk)

Genre: College au | Fluff | A tiny angst | Smut |

Words: 6,200

Warning: Idk, I’m just thirsty asf for this boy

Summary: Jungkook, the only one who melted the Ice queen’s heart, and viceversa.

Chapter 1

You were a kind girl. A kind yet a bad girl.

You are a kind girl because you help people, you are friendly, you go easy with people and you are quite intelligent. But you are considerate a bad girl because you turn down all the boys’ requests. You are not a bad person though, but you hate boys. In college there were a lot of boys, however, you didn't seem interested in any. Even your friends were surprised at your actions.

"Hey Y / N, what do you think about the new Asian group? I think they are so cute! But, not only cute, also great visuals and stunned bodies," said Jane, the friend who always brought gossip.

This Asian group came from Korea. People thinks they are popstars. They look like, but apparently they aren’t, they just came to study like everybody in your campus do.

"Mm, I don't know. I haven't seen them, and I'm sure I don't care at all." You said without even looking away from the book you were reading.

"You're so childish. Are you really not interested in men? Are you a lesbian or something?" Jane said with a frown.

"Of course I am not, dumbass. But if you want a little kiss from me, it's fine. All you have to do is ask babygirl." You said with a playful voice pouting your lips at her.

When you were talking...

"OMFG look! Are they! Oh God that’s Jungkook! He's so fucking handsome. I didn't know that Asians could be so attractive," Jane said in a whisper when she saw the famous group of Asian boys approaching that dining area.

All of them were extremely attractive. In a moment you felt attacked by the incredible beauty that these boys emanated with each step they took in the dining room hallway. Surprising.

"So ... those are the famous guys you say where is the great Jungkook you talk about so much?" You said without taking your eyes off of them.

"Bitch. Yes. I told you this since this morning. I told you that they are exchange students until they finish their respective careers." Jane said.

Apparently the girl knew more than just their arrival.

"Wow! You also know about their sex life? Lol you're too maniacal.". Playfully you raised an eyebrow to your bouncing ass friend who seems too excited about what you asked.

"Of course I do! Apart from being the new university stars, people say they are the baddest boys we can find. I've heard rumors from their Korean classmates where they said their dicks don't fit in their pussies! That is crazy bro!". Jane had a funny and overwhelming tone of voice. Her eyes went wide when she said the last part.

"Wow wow wow. Calm down Jane. How the fuck you know everything abo- No, why do you know that kind of shitty things about them? Are you crazy? Sick? Jesus…". Now it’s time for your eyes to go wide.

“Omg you are so annoying.” She smacked your hand, chuckling at your pained expression.

Maybe, the boys are very handsome, however, you didn't seem interested at all, or at least, not as much as Jane does.

As classes almost started, you and Jane were heading towards the classroom when two of the boys were at the entrance of the class. The boy with pink hair stopped and looked in your direction. It’s beautiful. He's beautiful. He had pink, fleshy lips, his eyes were small but penetrating, his body is exaggeratedly toned and the smile he put on when he saw that you were approaching them was lovely. Instead, the boy next to him was a little taller, with black long hair, dark as his eyes, his front lip was small and denoting his bunny smile, his body was even more muscular than the boy other boy, and in his face was reflected that he is a fuckboy just by following the trail of his gaze located on the ass of the girls entering and leaving the classroom. A whole fuckboy. Smh.

"Omg Y/N! They are looking at us!”. Said Jane feeling overwhelmed by their watching.

"So what? Just enter the classroom." You said feeling a bit nervous because this dark haired boy turned his face towards you. For a moment, you swore he was looking at you like you was a meal. His gaze was on your boobs every time they bounced when you stepped.

You both were about to enter the classroom when:

"Wow! Hello misses". Said the pink haired boy with an angelic smile.

"OMG! Hi handsome boys, nice to meet the two most handsome boys in this area”. Omg. Not today Jane, please no. This girl really was something else.

You just smiled because you weren’t feeling like a crazy bitch jumping just because of the new boys like every girl on the campus.

At the other hand, the other one boy just kept silent, looking at you. When you caught him, he smirked to your way full knowing you were a bit ashamed by the way he bit his lip looking dead straight to your eyes.

“May I know your names?”. Said the lovely boy.

Before you had the chance to answer, Jane had already done it for you. This lil’ hoe

“I’m Jane Parker, and this is my friend Y/N. Nice to meet you guys”. That high pitched voice… but yes, she’s your friend. Your best friend to tell the truth.

“Y/N… nice name”. The smirk never leaved his face, it was kind of part of his handsome face. Honestly you wanted to brush it off.

“Yeah. By the way I’m Jimin, and this is my friend Jungkook. We are kind of new here”. Said this boy named Jimin. Really, his smile is very lovely.

“Great! So why are you guys here?”

“I think we have classes here”. Said Jungkook.

When he finished talking to Jane, que looked at your way again, EYEING you. This boy was looking at you like he had never seen a brown skinned girl ever in his entire life. Of course you were very aware of what he was doing but you didn’t know why he was acting like that with you, only you. Or maybe, this is how he interact with girls, or maybe flirt with girls.

“What do you guys study?”. You asked, just to make him do other things but looking at your side.

“Video making, and Jimin is a computer engineer. Guess what? Everybody have to take this class”. Oh, you were so fucking wrong. He didn’t take his eyes away from you. He even was smirking while biting his bottom lip! Jesus…

“Yeah, that’s true. I’m Y/N´s friend but she’s a freshman so maybe she didn’t know about this…” said Jane eyeing you, searching for a response.

“I gotta go to my seat”. You said changing the subject because you were getting mad.

When you reached your seat, you noticed Jane kept talking to them, then came inside and took a seat. But not her seat with you, instead she was with Jimin. She had leave you alone just so she could seat with one of the new boys. She looked back, saw you see her, and throw a little heart with her fingers while you were narrowing your eyes at her.

Then lucky wasn’t on your side this day, Jungkook were coming to sit with you. It’s not that bad, but your still were the so called “ice queen”.

“Can I?”. He asked but already took the seat. Why would he ask when he can just take it(?

“I don’t know. Do you want to sit here?”. You said with that very fluent sarcasm of yours.

He just laughed. His bunny teeth showing off made his smile genuine. He looked cute.

The class started and you had part of your attention there, but you don’t think the same for Jungkook. You felt his gaze over you a thousand of times but you brushed it off and continued paying attention to the professor.

“And for the final project, you guys need to do a group of four or five partners, choose your subject and please choose each other. Next week you will tell me the subject you had pick and start work on it. Have a good day”. And like this, the professor ended the class. And now you have to find a group were you can be a part.

“What are you looking for?”. Jungkook asked a bit concerned by the look you gave him.

“Huh? I- I’m looking for a group”. You smiled at him but at that moment…

“Ayeee my bootygirl, you in with us?” Jane asked with Jimin by her side.

“Are you kidding me right now? Using that nickname?” You glared at her. How dare she?

“You know I am a hoe for your ass, but the real question here is if you wanna be with us in the project group?” At least she was serious. This time.

You looked at her, then looked at Jimin, then looked at Jungkook, then looked at Jane again. They all were looking at you waiting for your response. You saw Jungkook lick his lips but you were too worried for what could come out of your mouth.

“Well, I guess I have no more options”. You rolled your eyes at them.

“Guess what? We are starting tomorrow so be ready to come to our flat”. Jimin said with a grin on his face. He is cute but that smile seems more like a smirk than a cute grin.

“We what? Oh no boy. This ain’t it. I’m not going to anyone’s flat”. You stated.

“It’s not like you are going alone, Y/N. I may as well go with you. We aren’t best friends for no reason”. She was right, but…

“Why not? Why you look so pressed up about going to boys’ houses?” Stated Jungkook, looking deep in your eyes. You felt he was concerned about it because he thinks he annoys you or you feel uncomfortable being with him.

“We don’t even know each other that well to be in someone’s house. That shit is weird”. It was true, it’s kind of weird when you don’t know them but have to go to their house.

“Well if you want to know us, let’s go to eat something tonight. It’s that okay?” Jimin showed you a face that told you he was being serious about this. Maybe you could trust them. Maybe.

“Are you serious, Jimin? You don’t have t- “. You cut Jane off…

“It’s okay. I’ll be ready at 6:30pm. You better be there”. You said with a very serious tone that had Jane shivering because she knows you weren’t playing.

“Send me your location and I’ll be waiting for you outside your house at 6:30”. Now it was time for Jimin to be smirking at you.

Of course you throw them a smirk before walking outside of the class pulling at Jane’s hand.

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“Are you serious? We seriously are going out with them? No no… you really meant what you said?” Asked Jane obviously surprised because of your actions. This was new on you.

“Huh... yeah. I meant it. But you know? I don’t know what to wear, I have nothing new with me. It’s not like college don’t consume everything from me”. You scoffed feeling like a lose puppy.

“Just because we are going out with them thanks to you, I will let you borrow a cute dress of mine”. Jane always let you wear or use her things. She´s like an angel in your life.

“I’m not using one of your “cute” ones because I know what you mean, you ho’ ”. You know for facts that “cute” mean her bitch ass tiny tight dresses. She had always wanted you to wear any of her hoe clothes but you always declined her suggestions.

“Ugh. I’m telling you, if I see you wearing pants it’s going to be the end of your fucking boring life”. Wow. She was cutely mad serious. You love her ass though.

“Okay calm down babygirl. Tell me, what you have in mind?”. You really wanted to try one so, what could go wrong?

Jane go through her wardrobe looking for something you can wear, though she knows not all of her clothes fits you because of your ass. It’s not that you hate it, it’s just a little bigger than hers, and Jane’s mini dresses fits you barely beneath your ass cheeks.

“Okay I think I got it. You know I love your ass, but maybe if you teach me how the fuck you did it that big maybe we could share more clothes”. Jane playfully smacked you then giggled herself by your side to show you the dresses.

She was playing but she always teases you with your booty. Grab it like it´s her toy. Play with it. Sleeps in it. What does not she do with you?

“I think this pale pink one is cute. It matches your skin and is not that short… I guess. Well with an ass like that everything will look shorter than it is”. Okay that’s it.

“Can you stop talking about my ass and give me the damn dress?”. You weren’t mad but seriously, Jane can be talking about you and your body for the whole day.

“You go bitch. Let me see you after you put it on”. She smiled at you. Jane is beautiful just the way she is. And she knows it. She just loves you so much that she wants to see you be happy, and beautiful because her fashionista persona won’t let you walk out wearing some shitty clothes.

You had gone to try on it, then looked at yourself in the mirror. It was a beautiful dress, with long laced sleeves, a long v cut in the back, and the skirt wasn’t that short. It fitted you well, but you started to feel insecure about your curves. Sure you have a great body, but you didn’t feel it.

“Y/N, yo… you good in there? Are you done?” asked Jane at the other side of the door.

“H-huh. Yeah. I’m just…”. You kept silent for a moment, then Jane opened the door slowly enough to not scare you.

“Y/N you look so gorgeous. Why do you look so worried about that? You know I’m not lying. I´ve never lied to you”. She said, then gave you a good hug which you welcomed a bit too sad.

“Don’t worry about what people might say, you are wearing this because you want to. Because you feel amazingly beautiful and you are confident about it. I love you”. Jane might make you cry right know just saying what you need to hear. She always tells you what do you wanna hear.

“I love you too. Thank so much. I’m glad you are my bestie”. You said sobbing, feeling better.

“Yeah, I’m glad too but please hurry the fuck up we only have 10 minutes left and you don’t have put on make-up yet”. She pulled at your hand before you could protest.

Your bestfriend is rich in love… and money too, so she has the perfect things to make you look like a doll. She is rich and all, but it doesn’t matter when it comes to her and her friends because she is humble with everybody. Not bragging about her money, her parents, her apartment, her car, not even her clothes. And this is what you liked the most of her. Purely sincerity.

“It’s time. Let’s go to see if they are already waiting for us like my lovely daddy Jimin promised”. Jane said grabbing at her purse. You grabbed yours, cringing at what she said, closed the door and then went by the elevator.

“Do you think they really agreed so easily to what I said?”. You said feeling insecure about them. You don’t know them so maybe they were joking with you making you think y’all will go get dinner.

“We will see when we get out of here”. Said Jane looking at her phone to check the time.

Once you get out of the elevator, you headed to the door of the hotel, and for your surprise they weren’t there. There was no sign of they. You felt angry at your foolishness thinking they would really agree so easily with what you requested.

“it doesn’t matter. I can invite you to dinner. They can’t hurt my sissy like this. Hold on a second imma get my ca- “. Jane interrupted herself with what came to you both at that moment.

At you, were standing two beautifully handsome boys getting out of a luxury car. If you weren’t wrong., you swear the car is a Lamborghini Hurricane 2019. Do they have that much money?

“I swear you girls look so fucking fine. It’s a perfectly match for us, you know?” Jimin said., already smiling at you both and rising his eyebrows in surprise.

He looked so fucking nice. Its wasn’t anything too formally, but you knew what he was wearing is expensive as fuck. A long white Gucci shirt, black tight jeans that marked his God toned thighs and white Gucci shoes. He was amazingly a goddess converted in an ordinary human. But the who caught your attention was Jungkook. Although what he was wearing was an all-black outfit, he looked attractive. A black Peter England buttons shirt with also black tight ass jeans with his fucking goddess thighs you wanted ride to, and black Balenciaga’s speed runner. And you don’t dismiss his faces look. With his long hair barely touching his jawline. Agh, this boy has a high level on looks. So fucking handsome.

“And you both look so fucking handsome omg! But Jimin’s hair got him out of league, sorry Jungkook”. Jane were so fucking whipped about Jimin and his damn hair. Jungkook just laughed. You wanted to cringe but then Jungkook told you something.

“Miss Y/N, you look so beautiful tonight. H-huh... It’s not that you were u-ugly this morning though”. He shyly smiled at you, scratching the back of his neck. So cute.

“Thanks, I guess? Lol, you look good too, I guess…”. You smiled at him, lowering your gaze because of his powerful one.

“Okay let’s go; we are going to be late”. And with that said, Jungkook opened de door for you and Jane and you guys were out of road.

The trip is calm. There were small comments and some laughs from Jane when Jungkook commented that whenever they go out with girls Jimin falls or stumbles. You arrived. The trip wasn’t so long so you think this place is almost 30min away from your place. When you got off of the car, you were greeted by a long grass greener with grass and stone figures accompanied by a fountain of lights and water in the front yard of the area.

Jimin noticed your amusement. He shyly smiled watching the joy in your eyes.

“Let’s go in”. He said, moving his hand towards Jane, then walked at the front door. They look perfect together, but as you said, you don’t really know not even their intentions so you don’t know what to think about it.

They were walking with their hands clasped, while you and Jungkook had some space between you both, so you stopped.

"Jungkook." you called him. A bit nervous for what might be the response and the kind of question you were going to tell him.

“Huh? Yeah, Y/N, what’s up?” He gently asked. You were fearing asking but you did it anyways.

“Are you- huh, do you feel uncomfortable being w-with me? I don’t know. J-just asking, though”. You were nervous and you don’t know why.

“Why would I be?”. Simple as hell. His doe-eyes looking at yours like there was nothing more than you in front of his eyes.

You remained silent. How stupid it should have sounded.

“Y/N, listen carefully. Are you seriously thinking I have something against you? Me? Jungkook? In full 2019?” He asked, surprised by your question and your face. Do you look so dumb?

“I- Sorry. I just thought… I mean, you look kind of distant so I were assuming- “. Jungkook interrupted you.

“So you think I am a racist, don’t you? Look, Y/N, how could I be “racist” in your mind when I have been eyeing you since this morning, huh?” He blurted out. His expression was very serious.

Of course you didn’t think he were joking.

“I- huh… we barely know each other, Jungkook, t-that’s why I thought…”. You were looking everywhere but him, you didn’t know how to act at this point. You already have loosed your cool.

“It doesn’t matter when you are this beautiful. Your skin is fucking beautiful and it is what attract me the most of you. I don’t care if you wear wigs or not, it’s kind of funny but I know you are gorgeous with or without them. Your lips are a bit big but they look kissable as fuck and I can’t wait for you to let me taste them.”. Smirking at you, he took a step closer to you and, looking down at you has you feeling too small in that space.

“I- You- Jungkook, d-did you just confessed to me?” Your eyes went big at that. Seriously. You, the ice queen, falling for someone for so long?

“I- well, y-yeah. I admit that you got me crazy and we barely know each other but, I really feel something every time I see you, and it’s not just my dick. I don’t think you feel the same but I just wanted to tell you this because you were thinking so lowly of me. I can fall in love with you and it doesn’t matter if I am Asian and you are a brown skin girl”. He placed his hands on your waist and lowered his face to your level just to tell you:

“And you look so fucking delicious on this dress, it makes me want to rip it off, put one of those boobs in my mouth and smack that ass until you can’t walk”. He lowered his voice, melting in your ears and looking mad deep in your eyes.

You noticed his pupils darkened at his owns words, followed by his tongue coating his lips, faced inches away from yours, when…

“Y/N! Come on guys. You can eat each other when we are done eating”. Jane shouted at the door of the luxury restaurant you guys went by.

“Guess we finish this conversation later”. Said Jungkook. He took your hand and dragged you inside.

You, at that moment were perplexed. Everything he said felt unreal. You don’t even have words to reply to what he said.

Jimin and Jane were sitting close to each other, so it means you have to sit next to Jungkook. Yes, the same Jungkook that confessed to you a few minutes ago, but also made you wet with the thoughts that were behind such a confession.

They brought the menus and everyone was busy watching what to order to eat.

Everything there was expensive, you didn't want to order a lot of food because you didn't want to take advantage of the situation anymore, but at that moment you noticed that someone was looking at you a lot. It was Jungkook. His gaze was penetrating so you could only give him a very small smile on your part.

"Don't worry, Y/N, choose what you want." he said, seeing concern in your eyes.

You turned your face towards him and now your smile was a little more reliable. He also looked relaxed.

While you were waiting for your food, you guys were talking about your lives in order to get to know each other. But of course, you couldn't miss Jungkook looking in your direction.

The expensive food arrived and everybody started eating.

While eating, you felt something touched your thigh so you, without hiding, looked down the table. Jungkook’s hand were on you. He wasn’t doing anything, just got it there, resting on your thigh. Without looking at him you started eating again. Then you felt… His hand were caressing your skin. His nails nagging at your skin every so often. Its noting, just a lil’ touch.

Then his hand hiked your dress up until it was touching your inner thigh. You stopped eating. You took a moment to look at his face but he wasn’t looking at you no more. He was acting. While Jimin and Jane were talking nonsense to your ears, Jungkook were trying to touch your wet undies until he reached them. Jena was distracted by her own goddess so she can’t guess what it’s happening down there. That’s why Jungkook took the opportunity to taste de waters.

His fingers reached your core. His pointer pressing hard trough your panties, leaving your mouth agape by his bold actions. You looked at him and this time he got his eyes on you. On your eyes. Then on your mouth. Pressing more hard he watched how you reacted. You completely stopped eating. It looks weird, so Jungkook leaned to your ear.

“You need to behave well, babygirl. Keep eating so they would not suspect”. His. Fucking. Low. Voice. Making you more wet than you were.

You just looked at him with pleading eyes as your pussy were gasping for some touch, while he was looking at you with narrowed, sharp eyes watching every move you did. Then he stopped, and so you started eating again. A minute had passed and he has you squirming under his hidden touch. Jungkook pushed aside your wet panty to brush your clit ever so slightly, then hit you pluging one of his thick fingers in. You started coughing .

“Oh… you okay?” asked Jane, remembering you were together in a dinner,

You just hummed because you were sure if you opened your voice at that moment you were about to let out the prettiest moan you ever had in your life.

While you were trying to muffle your moans, you looked at Jungkook and he were chuckling. Is he serious? Then that grin returned to the original smirk on his face, and so started murdering your aching core again. He moved his finger in and out in a slowly pace in order for you to not get you so worked out, then added a second digit. You closed your eyes for a moment, enjoying the nice stretch he was giving you. At the other hand, Jungkook watched your face every time, full joy on his face as your expressions were looking more fucked up. When you opened your eyes again, your pupils had blowing out, dark eyes looking everywhere but him. Your sweet bomb lips parted lightly leaving small gaps and the hand holding the fork was shaking. Everything you were doing has Jungkook getting worked out. He swore that nobody ever had him like you have him.

He knows you are reaching your climax, so he went on it fast and hard.

“Come on, Y/N, let me feel you coming down all over my fingers. You know you want it as much as I want to”. He leaned, whispering to your ear and licking it slightly has you shivering. Then you reached your high.

It almost had you screaming in that place but you bit your lip hard to muffle whatever strangled sound trying to escape. Your hips lifted a bit from the chair and, as your walls clutched close, your thighs did same, locking Jungkook’s hand up between them.

You thanked God for not letting Jane know what was happening under that table, and the place is highly expensive to be so crowded.

“You did good, huh? Maybe, I’ll reward you later. Only if you let me, of course”. Jungkook said, letting his finger slid out, taking his hand off of you and licking his digit after the mess he made. That is so damn sexy.

“Reward her for what?” Jane surprised the fuck down of you both. You turned to Jungkook with wide eyes, not knowing what to say.

You froze.

“Reward her for being a good girl”. He simply said. Looking at you with his not so innocent doe-eyes. You were dead at this time.

“A good girl, huh?” She said, smirking at your shocked expression remaining silent.

“Yeah. We all enjoyed the dinner so it means you and Y/N can come to our flat”. He said, relaxing further in the chair so his hand was caressing your knee.

“Oh, so that’s what you meant… well yeah, I think we are good now, aren’t we?” All of them were waiting for your response, looking at you, again.

You hated being the main reason of all this situation.

“I-… I g-guess so”. Your voice sounded so tiny.

“Alright. Are we leaving now?”. Jane said so you guys were getting off of the table.

You were mentally preparing yourself to get up after, when you felt hands on your shoulders. You jumped.

“Omg Jungkook. Are you trying to kill me now?” You looked dramatic but in reality your heart was pulsing so hard you thought it could come out of your chest.

“Calm down Y/N. Let me help you”. He grabbed you by your arms so you didn’t have to try so hard since his arms were incredibly strong.

He walked you at the entrance because you were stumbling each two steps. Jimin and Jane were waiting for you both in front of the car. The smirk never leaving their faces. They didn’t even bother to hidden it.

“It’s still early, don’t you girls wanna have a little fun after here?” Asked Jimin. He looked like the type of guy who hype everybody to go to parties.

“I don’t know, only if Y/N want or feel like it”. Said Jane. She would not do anything you didn’t want to do, even if she has a big crush on Jimin.

“I-I’m tired. Maybe next time, but if you wanna go, then do it”. A lot of things had happened today, you need to process them in your room, alone.

“Really? You won’t get mad at me if I go with them?” Jane asked. Amusement in her voice. She takes care of you but if you let her have her fun, then she takes advantage of it. Of course she will.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be okay. I will call an uber”. You said grabbing your phone but then…

They didn’t say anything, so you assume your taxi must better come fast so they can fuck it up at some party.

You watched Jimin and Jungkook with their phones and Jimin showed something to Jane, but you assumed they were talking with their seniors/parents/etc.  based on their expressions.

When the taxi came, you were not expecting what happened at this moment. Jane and Jimin got in before you. You clearly said you were going home. Why the hell did they got in the damn cab?

“What are you guys doing? If you are going to fuck there, then I’m not going you assholes”. You said, not knowing why in hell they got in the car.

“Babe, you know I’m not gonna disturb your stupid sleeping ass beauty with my pretty moans so, guess we are going to the party and Jungkook will get you home”. Simple. As. Fuck. And she just smiled at you then ordered to the chauffer to get them the fuck outta there.

Well, damn.

“Guess you are going with me, babygirl”. Said Jungkook leaning on your shoulder behind you.

“O-oh… b-but, isn’t this Jimin’s car?” You thought that car was from Jimin since he’s the older one.

“Oh… t-this car is mine. Jimin’s one is where the mechanic, that's why we couldn't bring it”. He said, scratching the back of his neck.

“Do you guys have that much money?” Quirking an eyebrow as you said this.

“We are not idiots; Y/N. We work on our own company while we study. It’s not hard but neither simple”.

“I- oh, sorry. But I-I didn’t think you were a bunch of idiots, I just… could not figure it out”. You were out of your mind. They are too young to have fancy cars like that, fancy style of clothes and tons of money.

“You don’t have to. I know it’s hard to believe, but we don’t care about it. We are just making money by ourselves and that’s what matters. Just let it fly”. And with a shrug, he was opening the door for you.

You got in, he got in, and the car started towards the main road.

The trip back to home was more calmed than the one going to eat at that fancy restaurant, but it did not distract you from the fact that for the first time you were alone with Jungkook. It’s not that bad, but with what happened just before, you thought the air was getting heavier between you two. But again Jungkook were breaking the ice.

“So… you are a freshman”. He said, without taking his eyes off the road.

“Huh? Uh… yeah. I am.”. you said, uncertain about why did he ask you that.

“You don’t look like one. Are you a minor?” Okay, what?

“I’m not, you fool. But if you want to consider me as a minor then it is okay for me”. You shrug.

He chuckled. “I don’t want to. You look like a little girl but indeed you are a whole woman.”

“So are you telling me you see me as a woman, not as a girl?”.

“Well, I don’t want to see you as a minor. To me you are a woman with a cute, teenager sassy ass attitude”

“What the hell it means?” You chuckled at that. This boy makes funny replies.

“It means I do want to do bad things to you but your thoughts are too limited to believe someone like me sees you more than an “Ice queen”. And I know, we are still strangers but I want to get to know you, and I want to take my time with you. I really do”. He stopped the car just to look deep in your eyes, making sure you see his sincerity.

“I-i… You always left me without words. Why do you always have to act so fucking cute yet handsome while telling this kind of things? Geez”. You glared at him although you were feeling butterflies in your stomach.

“I will make you feel things your exes did not allow you to feel, Y/N. I will make you feel as much love as you need. So please, let me take care of you, huh?” Omg. His doe-eyes were getting crystalized. His face showing as much love as his words did. He looked so beautiful, you wanted to peck at his rosy lips.

“Jungkook- “. You didn’t even finish when his lips were crashing into yours. A passionate, gentle, soft kiss.

You enjoyed the moment. He moved his face aside to deepen the kiss, allowing your tongue to enter his mouth. Then the kiss got rougher. He bit you lip and you moaned in his mouth. Then you stopped. A strain of saliva connecting your lips, evidence that you both were enjoying the kiss, the hungry it got.

“That… that was amazing Y/N. W-why did you stop?” He looked hurt, but you really needed to say something.

“I… yes, i-I liked it too, but I need to tell you something. Jungkook, i-i… we need time. I know we are not kids but, like I really, really need more time to get this together”.

“O-oh… yeah, I understand you. And, as I said, I want to take it slow with you so, I will wait for you no matter how many time it will took you”. He said, holding your hands in his. It was so unreal. He was so ethereal.

“Jungkook, you are melting my bitch ass ice heart so you better take care of it while you wait for me, huh?”. You said, pouting at him like a puppy.

“I got it, princess”. He pecks you and started driving again, holding your hand until he reached your apartment.

“So, you coming tomorrow? If you want, I can wait for you to go together”. Once again, he was scratching the back of his neck. You already know he is nervous. The cute Jeon Jungkook.

“I will text you when I’m done. See ya”. Already opening the door when…

“Good night little princess”. He said.

You looked back, his dark eyes shining as if they dropped from the sky. He was so beautiful.

“Good night… little boy”. And with that you were done.

Jungkook waited for you to get inside and reach your apartment until you switched the light on.

That night, after he jerk off he’s so long hard-on, Jungkook never ever had sleep so good since he entered this college.

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yeah, another one. and im sorry about the reader thing but i like it the way it is going. hope u like it :)

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Adam Driver on SNL: 1/25 Dress Rehearsal Recap

I’m having dejavu of the best kind. I’m sitting here on the bus on my way back from NYC in hungover euphoria and overjoyed disbelief at everything I just experienced, texting new friends and old, recounting everything in my head and smiling so hard. The September 2018 weekend of Adam’s last SNL show lives in my memory in unmatched infamy, so my excitement was off the charts to do it all again. And because this show was absolutely fucking INCREDIBLE, this weekend delivered in every way all over again!! Seriously, my face aches from how I can’t stop smiling aksnksj HELP :’)

My friends and I were in the Dress Rehearsal, so below the cut are retellings of ALLLL the skits including those cut from the Live show - and no small amount of helpless emotional flailing.

I had an idea of what to expect after attending Adam’s 2018 show, but I nevertheless felt sky-high levels of anxiety when Sarah and we arrived at the NBC shop at 6:30. I knew rationally that our chances of getting into Dress were good with numbers #12 - 14, but every now and then there’s the occasional oddity of only a handful of Standby people getting in. Though even without any uncertainty in the equation, my entire being goes on Hyped/Anxious Overdrive anyway whenever I’m about to be in the same space as Adam sO really there’s nothing for it. :’)

They lined us up by numbers, I did a lot of emotional wobbling like “I can’t believe we’re here again together guys waaaah” (have I mentioned I met these girls at Adam’s last show? Full circle moment of the highest and most beautiful caliber and it had me hella verklempt), and thennnn - drumroll and hushed silence please - the main security guy comes up to the giant line and asks the first 20 people to come with him.

As they constantly remind you throughout this thoroughly nerve-wracking process, there is no guarantee you’ll actually get into the show until you’re physically in the seat. It’s a long, harrowing trip from the NBC store where the line gathers, up stairs, elevators, and through hallways to reach the studio, and you can still be cut even as far as the very last checkpoint if all seats fill up with the people ahead of you. So as you get closer, the excitement spikes higher and higher but so does the worry! We went through security, and then I clung to our new Standby line friend Catherine’s arm as they lined us up two-by-two on the first staircase, with Sarah and @reylonly right behind. I was likely extremely annoying as I couldn’t help being rambly and weird in my nerves and compulsively hugging my girls’ arms. @reylonly did her very best to calm my hot mess down, bless her.

About 45 minutes later (Maybe? I had no idea what time was, lbr) we reached the final point of the elevator and last hallway, and were held just outside the studio. THEN - the woman there instructed the next 4 to follow her in (thank GOD because we were terrified of being split up), WE WENT INTO THE STUDIO WHEW YAYAY OMFG WE WERE THERE!!! - but then oh no it happened so fast that she pointed @reylonly down to a single seat in the center and then the other 3 of us to seats towards the left side of the stage. They were all single seats, but thank GOSH they were all end seats of rows right next to each other. So Sarah was right in front of me and I could grab her shoulder (which I would do a lot in increasingly desperate excitement over the next 2 hours), and Catherine and I could reach across the aisle to cling to each other’s hands! @reylonly was on her own but in an incredible seat, and during commercial breaks we would lean forward to wave and blow kisses to each other and mime flailing or crying as one incredible sketch after another played out in front of us. I made sure to be friendly and talk to the people sitting next to me so they wouldn’t be too annoyed with me and Sarah always grabbing at each other, but LOL they probably thought I was at least a little insane. I mean, maybe for the moment alone when I saw a girl I’d made friends with in line but then lost track of in a seat not too far from me, and we started waving and dabbing at each other. Once we were seated there in the studio, all the anxiety gave way to surging excitement and I was practically bouncing in my seat, so overjoyed to be there and see my dear fandom friends there with me!

Michael Che warmed up the audience with some standup, the House band jammed, and Sarah and I momentarily got Extremely Excited when we saw them setting up the hell backdrop set for the cold open and thought at the time it was supposed to be Tattooine for a Star Wars skit, lolol. But then the actual show started, and with our Adam-eagle eyes Catherine reached out to whisper “there he is! In the blonde wig!” And, heart in my throat no matter how many times I see this man in person, I frantically squinted at all the people waiting just off to the side of the set until I saw that unmistakably Tol Broad back, and then he stepped onto the set and into the lighted camera’s view and I was cheering and clapping so hard for his first appearance that I couldn’t hear who he was supposed to be playing. xD I was just tapping Sarah’s shoulder in front of me, bouncing in my seat a little, and trying not to start levitating with the sheer force of my excitement and joy to be there.

OKAY from here I’ll break this up by skit! Anything that was different or missing from the Live show I put in bold font if you want to skip to that! Starting with...

Intro Monologue

WHAT A GOOD MONOLOGUE, ITS LIKE THEY JUST LET ADAM RUN WITH IT AND WRITE IT HIMSELF IT WAS SO HIM AND HILARIOUS AND WEIRD AND YET CHARMING IDEK I WILL NEVER COMPREHEND THE WONDER OF THIS MAN??

So when he dropped the bomb of “I’m a husband and a FATHER” I clapped Sarah’s shoulder SO HARD, then he made he joke “I’ve made it very clear to my son that he’s second in everything” and I could not bELIEVE the wonder of what I was hearing omfg. I heard the words “my son” come out of his mouth with my own ears WHO COULD HAVE PREDICTED, SURE AS HELL NOT ME????

Then he went into the audience to demonstrate how “approachable” he is and was so awk/weird/hilarious I was just losing it, then took his time meandering around the stage and making weird faces into the camera and I was just LOSING IT. And AKSKSJA after that he wandered over to another camera that was lower and kind of hummed as he lifted his shirt and put it over the camera so we got a full on belly button view for 2 unbelievable glorious seconds!! He looked up at the monitors as he was doing it and went “oh you can’t see anything” so that’s probably why he sadly didn’t flash his belly in the Live show.

“Cheer” with Adam as one of the team coaches

I’m going by the skit order in Dress, and this one was first after the monologue. Best part for me was the accent reminiscent of Clyde Logan. :3 But tbh, of the 6 skits they did for the Live show, I kind of wish this one had been swapped for the one performed last in Dress that was sO Wild and would have made fandom absolutely lose its shit aksnksal more to come on that.

UNDERCOVER BOSS AKA RANDY THE INTERN

THE BEST GIFT WE COULD HAVE RECEIVED!! BLESS YOU SNL AND ADAM FOR GIVING US KYLO CONTENT TO BE HAPPY OVER AND LOVE WHOLE HEARTEDLY. T___T

Honestly, I cannot even properly describe my reaction when the Undercover Boss intro logo appeared on all the monitors oHMYLoRDDD. I nearly leapt out of my seat, like my heart nearly jumped clear out of my chest oh my fuck and I was legit holding onto Sarah so much I almost slid out of my seat - I just couldn’t believe it and I cheered SO LOUD. The entire audience erupted with this “HOLY SHIT” vibe outburst and I was SO happy to be there in that moment - knowing that our entire fandom was only hours away from this!! I honestly didn’t expect it at all - after they didn’t do one of these the second time Adam was on, I thought there was no chance. But IT HAPPENED AND IT WAS SO QUALITY HILARIOUS WE ARE SO BLESSED - THANK YOU TO RANDY’S LIL BEANIE AND VEST AND HIPSTER PANTS.

Pretty sure I like half curled up on myself laughing so hard my feet left the floor at OK BOOMER. And at the part with “will Rey take his hand?” I swear MY SOUL NEAR LEFT MY BODY I MEAN IS THIS THE REAL LIFE IS THIS JUST FANTASYYYY

..... Can someone come promise me we really didn’t just collectively hallucinate that??

SAG Awards Fashion Red Carpet

I’m not too disappointed this one was cut. Of all the amazing skits performed, I would have ranked this one lower. Adam and Kenan Thompson were fashion critics talking about celebs’ looks on the SAG red carpet. A minute in Adam says, “We should be paying more attention to the kids!” Kenan: *nervous laugh* “uh, should we??” Adam starts talking about/admiring the outfits for like Finn Wolfhard etc, with hilarious but bordering creepy descriptions like “masculine but not quite fully grown,” until Kenan is like “umm maybe we shouldn’t be talking about kids this much?”

They interview a girl who’s supposed to be Jojo Siwa and Adam’s like “you should know I think you’re beautiful. Kids need to hear more often that they’re beautiful.” Kenan panics, going “alRIGHT we’re gonna cut back to the studio now!” The skit ended with Adam: “I got a ticket to the Nickelodeon afterparty and I’m gonna swipe one of those kids in my pocket!”

“Slow” Digital Short

HONESTLY, this competes with Undercover Boss for my favorite skit of the night. I can’t even tell you - I had literal tears running down my face I was laughing SO fucking hard during this entire thing. From the first moment we heard Adam’s deep-ass voice I absolutely and entirely lost my shit oh my GOD. We’d been so pumped for Adam in some kind of rap sketch when we saw the photos of him and Kenan filming the day before, but it was SO FUCKING GOOD. I will never ever in all my days not bust out laughing at “Bring that ass here” and “In a 65 hour lane going 2” aksnskns I’m on the bus struggling to fight back laughter just thinking about it SEND HELP!!!

It’s just brilliant. The turtle next to his expensive loafers. His cheesy sunglasses. That shot of his glorious bare arms. His deep voice “Baby” when they’re at the door and “But I brought ice cream” oh my god I love it so much BLESS YOU SNL BLESS YOU. I never in all my days thought I’d get Adam rapping but it’s every single thing I never knew I needed.

Del Taco Commercial / “Aw Man I’m All Outta Cash!”

ADAM’S SLEAZY LOOKING LONG WIG LMAO. This one was a wild and funny time once you got into it and just let it go. Once Kyle, Beck, and Adam were all yelling the line and Adam went “You don’t want to kill yourself, you just want a taco, Jesus” everyone was ROLLING. I think the only difference (is this even worth color coding lol) was that after Kyle took his pants off Adam kept slapping his thigh during Dress bahaha.

“Hot Dad” Adam dealing with a clogged toilet at a teenaged girls’ sleepover

Adam and Kate McKinnon comedy together YES PLEASE. This one was all the same as far as I can remember, but I will say that a woop/cheer rose from the people sitting near the set for this one at the line about Adam being a “hot Dad.” Yep sounds about right.

(Halsey’s first song, Weekend Update)

Medieval Renaissance Fair

You can’t have Adam host SNL without giving him some ridiculous character skit ala Oil Baron Parnassus. I absolutely loved how intense and deep he was for this kind of nonsense xD We can thank this skit for giving us footage of Adam yelling “Whore!” and spitting, lmao. Also.... I’ll just say in that outfit and wig he looked even Extra Big in comparison to everyone around him.

Courtroom Trial / Sinbad on Cameo

I’m also okay with this one being cut, but I was biased to enjoy the hell out of it live because the set was right in front of where I was sitting and I had such a perfect view of him. <3

Adam was supposed to be the defendant in a case where a female coworker claims he harassed her by sending “threatening” videos. Adam goes up on the stand and the prosecutor asks “are you familiar with these videos?” Cut over to Kenan Thompson, who’s pretending to be Sinbad on the app Cameo, making videos for the woman that are like “Hey you better give Mark a chance! Otherwise he might come after you!” Adam responds with disbelief: “I have no idea who this Sinbad person is and frankly, your honor, this is pissing me off.” Kenan acts a few more videos which keep getting funnier because he keeps eating things or being in crowded public places while filming them. But in the final video he references Adam’s character’s name so it’s clear he was the one requesting the videos. Adam gets all sad on the stand: “It doesn’t matter. No one likes me anyway!” It ends with Kenan as Sinbad crashing into the courtroom in person.

This was more Kenan’s skit as he really was hilarious, but someone had to explain to me afterwards who Sinbad is and how the Cameo app works so I didn’t quite ~get it while watching. BUT more importantly - Adam looked great despite the weird brown wig he had on. During the second of Kenan’s videos when the cameras were on Kenan instead, Adam’s face definitely started quivering with suppressed laughter until he visibly locked it down like NO FOCUS ADAM. Most of my attention stayed fixed on the buttons of his shirt because hOOo boy were they straining! Without me even saying anything, Catherine reached across the aisle for me immediately afterwards and whispered, “That shirt did /not/ fit well.” OH YES I NOTICED >:33

PBS Science Show

Another one which was performed right directly in front of us!! I already knew this was going to be a good one because Adam went right over to the skeleton mannequin when he came on set and started playing with it, like making the arm and wrist wiggle around. The biggest dork cutie you’ll ever see.

He was standing right under me, which meant once he started handling the balloon I got mighty distracted watching his MASSIVE hands around that tiny-looking balloon. >:)) Then I cracked up so hard when he got exasperated and threw something back against the window. WE GOT TO SEE HIM SMASH SOMETHING IN PERSON YESSSS

Ketchup bottles

Oh my GOD EVERYTHING WAS AMAZING ABOUT THIS ONE FROM START TO FINISH. The best part though might have been the prep beforehand. Someone carried the giant Ketchup and hot sauce bottles onto the set before the actors came on and we were like wtf? (For a minute I was triggered remembering Kanye coming on in his Perrier bottle during the 2018 show) But THEN Adam and Cecily Strong came on in big red shirts and people started lifting the giant plastic bottles over them and LOL we realized where this was going. They definitely struggled for a minute getting Adam’s bottle up over his head because of his height xD People in the audience were already laughing just watching this costume set up, and once Adam got the bottle on a WOOT cheer rose which I later learned was none other than @reylonly aka my hero. It was followed by someone yelling “THATS HOT”, which akndosjan made Adam laugh and raise his arms with a hilarious little shimmy in the bottle. He really seemed to be enjoying himself during the whole show, but during this ridiculous and incredibly hilarious skit especially so.

Game Night / Movie Quote Competition

OKAY this is the skit it’s a real tragedy didn’t make it on air! There were lines in this I couldn’t beLiEvE my ears were hearing, and if we ever get a recording I’m pretty sure the fandom would basically implode. 

Three couples are sitting around a living room having a game night. Adam is sitting with Kate McKinnon with his arm around her. After they finish playing Settlers of Catan, Heidi Gardner suggests they play a movie quote game where one of them says a line from a movie and the rest have to guess the movie. She is clearly very into it, and the others reluctantly agree. It quickly becomes clear that Adam is just as good at the game as she is, and they immediately start becoming competitive. They reach the point where they quote three lines from Captain Phillips in a row, trying to trick each other. As the game gets more heated, they exchange aggressive flirty banter such as:

Heidi: You really know your movie quotes, huh? Adam: Yeah I do. Heidi: And with some BDE over there. Adam: Yeah, I got that too.

AND !!!!!!!!!!

Heidi: You’re quite the movie flick daddy. Adam: I’m the world’s biggest flick daddy.

!!!!!!!!! HE CALLED HIMSELF A DADDY HELP CALL 911 EMERGENCY !!!!!!!!!!

The game keeps escalating until Kate tries to calm Adam down and he brushes her off. Everyone else tries to tell Heidi to relax, and she responds “What?! I’m supposed to lie back and let (Kate’s character’s name)’s hot husband rail me??”

I WAS FLOATING ON THE CEILING BY THIS POINT, I literally couldn’t believe what my ears were hearing alsdfjsldafjlsdkfj!

It gets to the point where they’re both standing, shouting completely vague snippets of lines at each other while the other continues to guess correctly. Until finally Adam exclaims, “I got a good one!” He grabs her and fULL ON kisses her. 

(Pictures from The Adam Driver Files twitter.)

Immediately afterwards she goes, “I know! That was the kiss from (Movie X - I can’t remember the exact title).” Adam: “HOW DID YOU KNOW?!” Heidi: “From how you moved your tongue!”

I’m still reeling from this one. Adam calling himself a daddy, talk of “getting railed” by him, and intense kissing?! Oh my lORDDDD. I’m still trying to keep it playing on a loop in my ears. I’m not sure if we as a fandom could collectively survive a full video of this, but GOD I hope we get the chance to test ourselves. RELEASE THE UNAIRED VIDEO, YOU NBC COWARDS!!!

FLICK DADDY INDEED

...Aaaaaaand that was a wrap! After 10 skits and nearly 2.5 hours, it literally felt like I had run a marathon at a full sprint. I was just trying to process everything I’d just witnessed, while trying to focus on committing every single thing to memory. I just couldn’t believe the range of amazing and hilarious things I’d just seen Adam doing: Play a talking ketchup bottle, call himself a daddy, awkwardly talk about feminine products clogging his toilet, yell “WHORE” then spit and swing a medieval mace around, rap hilariously, and yell about umami?? It was all almost TOO MUCH. 

For full-circle and emotional fulfillment reasons, I wore my Save Ben Solo shirt to the show just like I did at the 2018 show. I had debated beforehand whether it would be too bittersweet to wear it after TROS, but now I’m so glad I did. All these hilarious and zany skits were just what we all needed to continue the cycle of fandom excitement and positivity despite the last month. I’m so incredibly grateful to SNL for such great material for Adam to work with and us to laugh at, and for giving us the perfect reminder that there’s still so much to whole-heartedly appreciate and love. Most of all, Adam himself. <3

THANK YOU SNL AND ADAM FOR ANOTHER LIFE-HIGHLIGHT WEEKEND! <3

[hobiwonder]

What are friends for? | (m)

Pairing: Jungkook x reader x Taehyung

Genre: Crack.Smut. friends to lovers(?), pop essentially liubwnijlwkbc

Warnings: Smut. Ass eating, licking, fingering. Just a whole lot of oral (f receiving), masturbation. Mild dirty talk bc it could’ve been worse.

Words: 4k+

Summary: Taekook are your chaotic best friends and ask if they can try eating ass with you.

a/n: lmao yes i had a dream about this??? go figure. I just wrote this in a few hours so it’s probs not as good as my other smut but ofc, a light wank is never bad once in a while. let me know what u think!!

(eirbuirbnuir they’re so hot omfg)

“What the fuck did you guys want?” You’re almost gritting out between clenched teeth as you slam the door shut. Your chest is heaving, lungs trying to clasp in air as fast as they can because of the sprint you did to Taehyung and Jungkook’s apartment after their text that read “SOS” “EMERGENCY” from Jungkook and Taehyung respectively. You’d been stupid enough to set up this way of emergent communication when you’d all have met early in primary school. And now after more than a decade – old habits die hard. They’d sent you a text and even when your gut had told you so – you just knew– that it was for something stupid again. One time both of these imprudent fools had texted you the same words when they’d blown up their microwave by putting in tin of spaghetti in it. So to save themselves from starvation they’d texted you at around midnight. And slave to your habits you were – one text and here you were after taking a U-turn on your way back from a bad date and in a badmood.

God, how did boys even survive?

So here you were, standing in the kitchen while the two dumbasses you called – unfortunately – best friends stood in the kitchen arguing over something you didn’t care for probably, looking entirely not in an emergency. You probably were just needed to give opinions or fix something in their apartment.

“Fuck you bro! You said you were going to ask her!”

“Uh,” Tae looks horrified like he had just heard the most absurd thing – always so fucking dramatic – “I thought YOU were going to? What? Too pussy now?” His smirk earns him a face full of a couch cushion as Jungkook flings the cushion as hard as he can on to Taehyung’s face – aiming right on target as always.

“At least I know what a pussy looks like you dickhead.”

“What the fuck?” Taehyung is yelling in defence and you can’t believe your poor ears have to witness this exchange. “I’ve not only seen but actually ate it too you butthole!”

Jungkook snort, “Very mature.”

“Shut up!” It’s not your turn to scream and finally the two oblivious boys are looking over at you. You swear the look of surprise on their face seems like they’ve just noticed you. They might as well had been robbed and wouldn’t know past their own ridiculous arguments over who’s had the most sexual exploits. Stupid boys.

Ugh you hated them.

“Neither of you are mature you numbnuts.” Their eyes are scanning you from top to bottom – no shame like always. Taking in your short little red dress and the heels you’d bought especially to go to this stupid orchestra with your boring ass trust fund date. God, rich people had so much money and yet they spent it like that? Who takes someone on a first date to the Opera? You had sat there just listening to the singer while your date had been so immersed you might as well had come alone. The dress had shown your figure perfectly and highlighted the areas of your body that needed to stand out, perfectly. Your legs looked amazing because of the heels and longer than they were. You’d looked good. Even you could say it. But of course. Why would the night continue off like that? It had to be ruined by a boy and then ruined further by more boys. In conclusion to this essay: boys were the problem!

Ugh, you needed to get laid.

“So what’s the emergency? Why did I have to drive here? Hm?” You sounded like an interrogating mother and they looked as confused as the children of said mother would probably look.

“You look mad.”

“And hot.” Jungkook adds and you just want to slap him. But you can’t help the tiny flutter in your belly at his blatant staring. Though Taehyung just glares at the younger boy to be quiet when they see that you look more mad than usual. Yes, they pissed you off often.

“Because I am.” You continue to glare at them both, heels clicking as you walk forward, dumping your clutch on the kitchen counter and letting your hair out from the tight bun it was in. “So? The fuck you two want now?”

“Uhh, Taehyung was about to ask you.”

“Wait dude, what the fuck? You ask!”

“We agreed that you’d-” Your hands go up in your hair t fluff it out before clutching it tight to give a frustrated pull before you slam your hands on the kitchen counter, aking them both look at you again.

“Just get to it. Hyungwon was one of the most boring dates ever and whatever you two have to ask cant be worse than that.”

“Uh..w-what if it is?” Jungkook gives a little shrug, nonchalantly and your eyebrows furrow. The two of them rarely ever hesitated in making requests from you. How bad was this going to be?

“Then no.” You pick up your clutch, ready to leave when both of their hands grab each of your arms, rushing forward to stop you from leaving.

“Wait! You may even like it!”

“Yeah y/n maybe it’ll turn your night right around.” Jungkook’s eyebrows are going up and down suggestively and now you’re a little nervous and the butterflies are coming back. What was happening?

“J-Just spit it out then.” Your hands go up in the air in exasperation that they were both beating around the bush so much.

Taehyung looks at Jungkook and Jungkook returns his unsure gaze and they both seem to be having a secret conversation between themselves. Amazing how boys could communicate with any words suddenly.

“Speak!” You shout again when their telepathic communication continues. They really did share one braincell huh?

“We were wondering if you’d let us eat your ass.”

“Yeah okay.” You’re shrugging in agreement like you always did – until your brain finally registers what they’ve said. “ Wait, what?!”

They’re both looking around anywhere but at you like the ceiling is so interesting. Your face is going hot and flushing to the point that even your vision seems a bit rosy. What the fuck went through their mind to come up with this idea? You weren’t blind. You had seen your chubby little friends grow up to be chiselled and toned and tall and broad young men. You saw the countless girls they brought home and how people did double takes whenever the three of you went clubbing. But of course, that didn’t mean you had a problem with it. Sure… at some point or another you’d had a crush on them both but you were over it when they pooped literally with the door open in your house.

You all were too close for you to mess it up. Plus, you couldn’t choose between the two. You loved both of these stupid handsome boys too much to make one of them the third wheel. That’s if they even liked you. But why else would they ask this of you?

“Well you see, Jungkook here,” Taehyung’s glare shuts up Jungkook’s protest before he continues to explain, “Said he wanted to try it before he did it with any girl. And frankly, I’ve had a few girls want me to do that to them so I wanted to try it beforehand as well.” He’s shrugging casually again as if this was no big deal.

“So… let me get this straight,” your eyebrows are furrowing again but this time in annoyance once again, “You want me to be the experimental lamb before you two shitheads go off ass licking?”

They just nod. Yup. They nod like you were the one oblivious here.

“I’m going to kill you both one day. Just wait.” You’re nodding as you back up, pointing at them both before you left.

“Y/n!”

“Bro wait!” Jungkook is calling you bro like he didn’t just ask if he could eat your ass.

They’ve now sandwiched you between them both, Jungkook at your back while Taehyung blocks your access to the main door.

“Just hear us out y/n.”

“Uhhhh no thanks you twinks. I need to sleep!”

“You may like it!” You ponder for a few seconds and you know that if you tell them that you already know you like it then they will trap you here until they’ve done what they asked you here to do.

“I know I will.” Damn your loose mouth because you’ve already mumbled it out loud. And while Taehyung is looking at you confused and asking you to repeat what you said – Jungkook has shrieked in your ear that you wince and cover it.

“Hyung! She’s already tried it. Damn girl!” Ugh he was so immature. Stupid boy. Your best friend made you question your standards when it came to friends. He was lucky he was so cute and you knew that he wasn’t all just looks and muscles.

“Y/n,” Taehyung is gasping in mock shock as his hands slide down your hands to your waist, so casually rubbing at it while he leans his head down to try and catch your gaze as you nervously looks around – trying your hardest to look angry and not embarrassed for your slip up.

“You naughty girl.” He’s smiling his greasy smile and you’re done trying. You are annoyed now.

“Ugh let me go you noodles. I’m not going to be your experiment.”

“But you like it! It’s a win-win!”

“So you think you’ll like it?” You’re leaning back to look at the other, more muscly male who’s back hugging you, his breath warming the crevice in your neck.

“I think so. I love eating pussy so why not just a little further down?” He’s saying it all like he’s having a conversation about cereal and you can’t help but blush like crazy. You knew your best friends didn’t have a filter but wow. Having them this close to you, their hands on you at once was a bit… much. Or maybe you were just expecting to get laid tonight but definitely not by these two dorks.

“Very good point Jungkook. Logical thinking. I like that.”

“Why thank you good sir.” You roll your eyes as they complement each other like they weren’t fighting like 13 year olds just a few minutes ago.

“Ugh shut up. Both of you.” You sigh. Knowing that if you were dragged out here after that terrible abomination of a date – you get to be a drama queen too – might as well get something out of it, right?

“Where are we doing this?”

“Wait really?”

“Fuck yeah. I knew she’d say yes.” Jungkook says at the same time Taehyung is surprised. That little shit always thought too highly of himself. But you probably would say yes to most things they asked of you. You loved them too much. Plus they would probably die without you.

“We love you y/n! love you noona.” Jungkook is cooing in your ear, squeezing the life out of you as he tries show his appreciation by acting like the baby he is because he knows it gets to you. Meanwhile, Taehying is hugging you now as well, kissing your cheeks in little pecks, making your face – and now your body too – feel way too hot.

“S-stop. Both of you.” You try to fight off their kisses and cuddles as they walk you to the couch. “Stop acting cute when you two are literally about to be up my ass.”

“Whatever. You love it.” You just roll your eyes while Taehyung only sends you an air kiss that you pretend to gag at.

“Okay so just turn around,” Taehyung is turning you around to face the couch and it goes silent for a few 10 seconds. All that can be heard now is the three of you breathing and you realise that- - wow – this really is happening. Maybe that glass of wine was making these decisions for you. You’ll probably regret this later but right now you were high on endorphins.

“I am turned around Tae. What now?” You speak up when it’s been approximately a minute and he still hasn’t said anything else.

“Bend her over hyung,” You hear Jungkook’s throaty voice from somewhere behind Taehyung and you can hear the intake of breath from Taehyung who is directly behind you, hands on your waist. And then he slides his hands to the middle of your lower back, pushing you slightly forward until you’re bending over, resting your hands on the backrest of the couch. “Put your knees on the couch as well babe.”

Your breathing is picking up again. And even though this isn’t the first time Taehyung has referred to you with the endearment, the situation that you three are currently in is entirely different from all those previous one. But of course – you do as he says and place your knees on the couch so you can lean forward more comfortably while your derriere sticks out to the two men behind you who are definitely getting an eye full of your ass.  

A warm, large, palm is going up from the tops of your thighs to the top of your ass until they run down the same path again – kneading your ass. And of course, your mouth can’t keep quite as a tiny moan slips out at the comfortable – enjoyable sensation of your ass being essentially massaged loosens the knots in your muscles there.

“She likes it.” Jungkook whisper’s this time while taehyung stays quiet and then another hand joins, feeling your buttock on the opposite side and you can tell that this is Jungkook’s hand because it’s slightly more rushed just like how impatient Jungkook is. But overall, still incredibly relaxing. These two idiots knew what they were doing. So far at least. The massaging continues, sometimes one hand slips a little too in to the slit between your asscheeks through the dress, kneading the dimples in your back.

“We’re going to lift your dress now, noona.” You just moan a reply, head resting on your hands that are crossed in front of you on the couch. Taehyung hasn’t said a word while he silently has just caressed and felt.

You feel the cool air between your legs – and your thoroughly ruined underwear but you were past the point of caring. The dress is being slid over your back until it rests just above your waist – completely baring your underwear clad hips to their eyes while simultaneously both of them are cursing under their breath.

“You’re soaked.” It’s the first time Taehyung’s deep voice has reverberated through the room and it makes a shiver go down your spine with the way he says the words. Like he’s accusing you of a heinous crime. Then his hand is back on your ass, the cool feeling of his rings clad fingers making you flinch just slightly as his hands get even more bold.

“D-Duh. You’re playing w-with my ass.” You’re trying to sound nonchalant, like it doesn’t affect you as much as their hands actually are. You’re so horny now that you want to shout at them to hurry up already.

“Noona, you’re so gorgeous.” Jungkook’s amazed voice only puts your body at ease, knowing that they liked what they saw. It was a nice boost to your quickly diminishing confidence.

“Fuck!” The whimper is ripped from you when Taehyung had dragged the band of your underwear back and let it snap against your ass and pussy with a harsh tug. But of course it only makes you wetter.

“Look kookie, she’s dripping even more. She loves it. You love this don’t you y/n?”

You don’t respond, only bite your lip as you throw your head in your hands again – too mortified to say anything. But when Taehyung’s palm is striking against your buttock, you’re yelping and jerking forwards in to the couch, hands finding purchase on the back of the couch now.

“I asked you a question Y/n.” You had an idea of how rough Taehyung good be but never could confirm the rumours. Until now.

“Y-Yes.”

“Good. We want you to like it.” And just like that, he’s pulling away the ruined string of your thongs aside, exposing the tight ring of muscles that they both wanted to see in the first place.

“Fuck…. Look at that hyung.” Jungkook sounds like he’s leaning over now because you can feel a breath closer to your skin and it makes your breathing fasten even more.

“She’s clenching.” They’re talking to each other like you aren’t even there and it makes your skin even more feverish. Fuck why was this so hot?

“Her pussy is clenching too.” Jungkook so graciously points out and you can feel his hand on your ass sliding down. And just before it reaches its destination, he asks. “Can I touch your pussy noona?”

His voice sounds so innocent, so incongruous with his actions but what were you going to say when he spoke to you like that? Say no?

“Yeah baby. G-Go ahead.” You look behind you for the first time and finally see the way the two are positioned and it makes your blood run even hotter that you’re surprised it hasn’t burnt your skin to a crisp from the inside out. Taehyung stood directly behind you and your mind momentarily slips to another reason he may be in that position but you push that thought away when you see Jungkook on his knees, hands on your ass like it was the 8thwonder of the world, kneading and rolling it while one hand finally slipped further down to your aching pussy. His fingers are parting your sticky lips and the labia surrounding your engorged clit as he massages the wetness in even further – making obscene sounds bounce off the living room walls.

“Fuck, she’s so wet.” Taehyung hums in agreement while his own large fingers slip in between with Jungkook’s to gather your arousal as lubricant because he’s bringing them back up once he’s thoroughly coated them in it. Your moaning, whimpering and letting out small cries as Jungkook continues to massage your pussy while Taehyung is circling the tight ring of muscles with your slick arousal as well. It’s a sticky mess and you can very well hear it.

“You go first hyung. I’m hungry for this.” Your head is whipping back quickly at Jungkook’s stammering but it’s too late – he’s already dipped his head down and clasped your clit firmly in his mouth as he gently sucks.

“oh god.” A dry sob leaving your lips as the tears steadily well up in your eyes from the sheer intensity of the sensations. Especially when Taehyung is also kneeling and has now started to tongue your ass while Jungkook has a feast further down. The scene unfolding in front of you is so hot that you’re almost cumming on the spot because by god – getting head from two boys? Heaven. You know you’re absolutely ruined now. Your best friends have spoiled you.

“Ah,” A high pitched moan that would put porn stars to shame – leaves you when Taehyung stiffens the muscle of his tongue and probes your asshole with it. Repeatedly trying to jam his tongue inside you further and further in with each thrust. Jungkook is only helping the knot building up in your belly to tighten rapidly.

“Tae!” You’re crying out loud when he has grasped both of your ass cheeks, spreading them apart obscenely before flattening his tongue against the tight ring and licking and flicking at it rapidly. You knew you loved having your partners go down on you there but of course – it wasn’t exactly the most common of occurrences.

“Can I put a finger inside your ass y/n? Can I? Please?” He’s almost pleading between licks – mouth wet from his own saliva and your arousal that he keeps sampling to smear on your rear. You just vigorously nod your head and he’s placing a kiss on your cheek – oddly sweet – before he’s sliding down to your pussy where Jungkook’s face is still shoved, licking and sucking lightly – not hard enough to make you cum just yet but enough to torture you.

With one thrust, Taehyung’s finger is deep inside your pussy, thoroughly coated in your arousal while you can only whimper and hold on to the couch as he withdraws his thick, long finger to bring it up to your ass and circle the tight opening there.

“It’ll burn for a second baby.” You don’t have time to reply because he’s already pushing it in, your thoroughly wet ass sucking his finger right in.

“Fuck fuck fuck. Tae h my god. J-Jungkook.” You don’t know who’s making you suffer more. Jungkook with his mouth making out with your pussy or Taehyung’s finger that’s slowly pushing in until he’s in until it’s nestled in deep while his fat tongue licks around the intrusion. But one thing is for sure – you’re going to cum.

“I-I’m so c-close, oh god.” Tears have finally escaped your eyes as you push your ass against Taehyung’s face while Jungkook is almost laying on the floor, messily sucking at each of your pussy lips before taking in your blood swollen clit in his mouth to suck it raw. Taehyung’s finger has now started a nice pace but just when you’re about ti cum he’s withdrawn the finger and replaced your gaping entrance with the stiffened muscle of hif tongue. And then you’re coming. All over Jungkook’s face and the pleasure is so intense that your vision has gown bleary and you’re almost sure you died for a second.

“Fuck hyung, s-she squirted.” You’re too out of your mind to notice anything other than trying to steady your breathing. But you do finally glance back to see Jungkook’s wet shirt around the chest area and the shine on his lips and chin.

“You’re so hot noona oh my god.” He’s placing kisses all over your ass and you haven’t even had time to recover before they’ve already switched positions. Jungkook has wasted no time in spready apart your cheeks wide and shoving his tongue in right there in contrast to Taehyung’s more paced approach but you were too sensitive and were going to flinch either way. But when You hear Taehyung’s zipper go down – your temperature is rising again. Jungkook has now discarded his shirt as has Taehyung. Both of them were naked from the waist up while you were exposed from the waist down. Not fully but Jungkook is quickly taking off your absolutely ruined underwear and discarding it on to the building pile of clothes.

“Be gentle kook. I-I’m sensi- Fuck!”

Of course he’s doing before listening. His tongue is flat on your asshole, continuously licking up and down, faster than Taehyung and this alone is going to be enough to make you cum this time because you’re so worked up already. But of course, Taehyung can’t help but join in again as you feel his hand on your flinching pussy, rubbing your wet entrance and rubbing the nectar around your thighs, thoroughly coating you in your own mess. But you weren’t too mad about it. You liked their messiness for once.

“I love your ass noona. Isn’t it great Tae? Fuck we should’ve done this sooner.” His words are muffled as he talks between sucks and licks. Of course he would talk while he eats. Messy. Your internal laughter is dying down when Taehyung is shoving his ring covered middle finger inside your trembling pussy once again – but this time, he doesn’t pull out. He pushes it back in despite your withering form from the continuous assault on your sensitive skin.

“T-Tae-Ah- p-please. I can’t, n-no more. Oh fuck.” You’re crying and letting out small sobs, back aching from being bent over like this for so long but the pleasure is so much and so addicting it’s like you’ve been kept away from your drug when you’d never even taken it in the first place. Jungkook licks down to your perineum before coming back up to your clenching hole and fucking it with his tongue, setting an unremitting pace while Taehyung is fucking your clenching cunt with his bony fingers. And this continues over and over. You and Jungkook mostly moaning while Taehyung is grunting and growling out obscenities once in a while, jacking off his hardened length with his free hand while the other ruts in to you.

All it takes is one look behind you and seeing Taehyung’s girthy length – red, veiny and the head fattened with blood – leaking profusely while his wrist is snapping inside your pussy as well as Jungkook’s black mop of hair as his face is almost shoved entirely up your ass. That’s it. You’re gone with a shout.

“I-I’m cuming!”

“Come for us y/n. Fuck yeah. All over Jungkook’s tongue and my fingers.” Taehyung is growling, snapping his fingers inside your walls so fast and the accompanying shove of Jungkook’s tongue inside your ass is enough to have you leaking like a faucet – making the most obscene symphony of noises – better than that damn orchestra – sound the walls of the living room as you cum once again. Much less in duration but just as intense.

Taehyung’s hand has left your pussy and opted for grasp and tug at his shaft in rapid movements until he’s heaving and growling out his orgasm – cumming all over your ass.

“F-Fuck, c-can I cum over your ass too noona? P-please? Oh fuck.” Only when Jungkook has stood up that you realise he’d been just as painfully hard and had at some point started to palm himself through his jeans. And now that he slides his fist over again and again – slightly longer than Taehyung but not as thick – you can see how he’s leaking the pearly white liquid as well. And of course. You’d let him do anything to you right now.

“Go ahead baby. Cum on noona’s ass.”

“F-Fuck yeah. Oh fuck. I love you noona.” Your heart is fluttering and you’re not given a chance to dwell on his declaration further because you feel the spurts of his own orgasm dirtying up your ass, sliding between your cheeks and wetting your skin. And you honestly loved it all.

Fuck you loved them both.

You’re all breathing hard. It’s been at least a minute when you feel Taehyung’s hand rubbing in both his and Jungkook’s cum in to your ass, massaging it in your skin that you’re finally coming to your senses and realising how sore your back will be. Fucking hell. You’re about to straighten up but Taehyung is already wrapping his sticky hands around your waist and turning you around to lay you across his and Jungkook’s lap. Your eyes are closing and your body is giving in to its tired state. You’ll worry about the regrets and explanations tomorrow. Right now, you just wanted to snuggle both of your annoying friends who just made you cum twice. And they haven’t even fucked you.

Yet.

“Love you y/n.” That’s the last thing you hear before you’re dozing off.

a/n: let me know what u thought :)) i’m still working on baby baby so this is in case i dont post it early. 

[too-many-baes]

The Life of a Hunter: Part 2

Part One: [x]

Pairing: fem!reader x Dean Winchester

Warning(s): kidnapping, blood, mentions of death, angst, fluff

Word Count: 4.5K

Request: OMFG Part two of the life of a hunter please! - by @jessicas-underground

A/N: Here it is, I hope the sequel lives up to the wait! Please tell me how you liked it!

Masterlist     Requests Open

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Days turn into weeks, and weeks fade into forgettable months. You push yourself to make it through each day, weighed down by memories and ghosts of a life you used to live. Ever since you’d left life was dull. Colours seemed black and white, whenever you heard a rock song you had the overwhelming compulsion to turn off the radio or block your ears. Life post-Dean was difficult, far more than it ever was before him. You were sure you used to have hobbies and friends but now everything felt empty, enjoyments of past long forgotten.

You had seen a job vacancy at the small library of an in-between town you were drifting through and decided to stop and apply, and there you’d stayed since. The work was easy with next to no one ever checking anything out. At least if nothing else you had a routine now. Library, diner, home. Day in and day out you stuck to that routine, desperately clinging to the normalcy you’d managed to instil.

It’s a dull day, like all the others before. You stand in the never browsed medical section, taking each book off and dusting the shelves. Anything to keep you busy. The faint ding of the doorbell marking someone’s entrance chimed but you paid it no mind, picking up a large armful of books to bring to the counter for inspection.

A collision so hard you almost drop all your books stops you in your path as two large hands reach out to steady you.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going”, you look up at the tall man before you and any words he had left to say completely vanished, “Y/N?” You can’t help a smile spreading over your face.

“Sam, what are you doing here?” You couldn’t believe the chances of seeing a familiar face in your small town, but you welcomed it. He looks around to check for other people, of which you knew there were none, before placing your books down for you and dragging you to a corner.

“We’re tracking a Rugaru and we’re pretty sure that it stopped here.” You raise your eyebrows in disbelief to which he solemnly nods at you. You think you can recall seeing something about dead bodies a couple of towns over but in your zombie-like stupor you had paid it no mind. “In this little town? Why would it stop here?” “It’s an inconspicuous place, seems a lot of drifters pass through, easy way to get some people maybe no one will miss.” You nod along with his sentence, trying hard not to focus on how much his brief description sounded like you. “Anyway, what are you doing here?” You shrug at his question before motioning back over to the desk that holds your discarded books. “I work here now…” You say, your sentence trailing off out of embarrassment. You didn’t mind small town life when alone, but now being confronted with someone you knew the reality of how you’ve been living comes crashing into you. You see no judgement in his eyes though as he nods at you. “So this is where you’ve been the whole time, huh?” His question glinting with humour makes you want to recoil into yourself at the allusion to when you left. “Yea pretty much.” You say looking around the small, familiar space.

After a long awkward silence that neither of you know how to fill Sam clears his throat. “I should get going, Dean’s waiting for me at th-” “Dean?” You barely get the name out past your restricted throat, not even realising you’d interrupted him in the process. In your excitement at seeing Sam you had momentarily forgotten that it meant the other Winchester wouldn’t be far behind him. Your palms become sweaty and your head spins like a carousel. “He’s here?” Sam nods, knowing you knew the answer before you asked.

“You know, he’s really been missing you Y/N.” That’s all it takes for you to be done, what was initially a happy encounter turned sour in an instant. “It was really nice seeing you Sam.” You collect your stack of books, making to return them to their shelf, having forgotten what you got them down for. You hear his feet shuffling but refuse to look at him again. “We’re staying at the motel a block over. If you wanted to know”, he says dejectedly before the bell above the door signals his exit and a chance for you to calm yourself. You’d only seen Sam and your heart was racing, making the idea of bumping into Dean almost unimaginable. You would have to keep your head down the next few days, maybe even call in sick lest Sam should tell Dean where you work.

The day goes by in a blur, but much more of a scattered one than usual with you dropping things and forgetting the tasks you’d set out to do. You were the last one left and had to lock up for the day, stumbling through procedure and heading home. You felt like a drink. You felt like getting so drunk that you’d pass out and forget the whole day ever happened, but the chances of Dean being at the only bar in town were too high to risk that.

As you’re walking down the back street you take to your little rented cottage you feel like eyes are following your every move. You shake it off as residual paranoia and continue until the sound of someone else’s echoing footsteps stop you in your tracks. The world is silent again, the whistles of the crisp breeze the only thing that catches your ears.  Geez, you think as you set off again, seeing Sam really rattled you.

Just as you’d convinced yourself of this a large, strong arm grabs you around your torso as a hand clamps a rag over your mouth. You try to yell out as you writhe and jerk in an attempt to escape but no sound makes it past and you’re unable to loosen your assailant’s grip. Your vision gets blurry and you lose consciousness to the sound of someone shushing you far too close to your ear.

The smell of rust and moss fill your nostrils as the sound of jangling chains and the slow steady drip of water drifts through your ears. You can’t see straight at first but as the black edges disappear from your vision you see you’re in a cave. You scrunch your eyebrows having no idea where you could be, your town having no caves that you were aware of. In saying that, you could hardly say you’d ever been exploring.

“Hey, are you awake?” The question surprises you as you were unaware of there being anyone else in the dank space. You try to turn around and become painfully aware that your arms are suspended above you, the rusty chains biting your skin as you manage to step around enough to face the voice. You vaguely recognize the girl also suspended, her name tag reading ‘Jaycee’ telling you she works at the diner.

“What the fuck is going on?” She spits out, frustratingly tugging on her restraints, a grimace plastered on her face.

“I have no idea”, you say, looking around for any clues on your location or how to get out. “I was on my way home and I got jumped, didn’t even see his face.”

“I was throwing out trash behind work, I didn’t see him either.” Both of you in the same predicament, you try and do all you can to escape, none of either of your attempts coming to fruition.

Echoing footsteps halt both of your actions and quicken your heart beat. You’re not sure what you were expecting but the ordinary looking man in the maroon button down certainly wasn’t it. If you couldn’t tell there were blood stains coating the front of his shirt and pants you never would have given him a second glance.

“Awake I see”, he says, a sinister smirk spread out enough to see his blood stained teeth, “this is going to be fun.” He claps his hands together, rubbing them maniacally.

“Look, if it’s money you want I don’t have any. If you just let me go I won’t tell anyone, I swear!” You don’t bother echoing Jaycee’s pleas, your time with the Winchesters teaching you that this was no ordinary man in front of you and money was most certainly not what he was after. Her eyes are frantic, looking over at you in confusion at your calm exterior. Make no mistake, your pulse was racing so fast that had the chains cut your skin you’re sure you would have bled out. You know your situation is futile. You can only assume that this is the Rugaru Sam had mentioned but even if you’d had silver bullets or magic knives you wouldn’t have known which to use. You wanted to cry and scream and plead like Jaycee, but you refuse to give the creature before you the satisfaction.

“BE QUIET!” His scream makes the both of you jolt, stopping Jaycee’s ramblings instantly. “Much better.” He takes slow calculated steps around both of you, examining you inch by inch before standing in front of you both and tapping his fingers against his chin. “I simply can’t decide which of you to eat first.” He steps towards Jaycee, grabbing a lock of her blonde hair. She jerks her face away, refusing to look at him. “Do I be good and start with the main course?” He then walks over to you, squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and fingers, shifting your head from side to side. “Or do I go straight for dessert?”

Jaycee begins her vocal onslaught again, yelling and cursing, screaming at the top of her lungs for help. He looks over at her then back to you, tsk-ing and releasing your cheeks. “Well you are just too fucking annoying, aren’t you?” He saunters to in front of Jaycee, making his face level with hers. She takes the chance to spit at him, “Fuck you creep.” He sniggers humourlessly at this as he runs his hand over his face. “That does it.” His jaw opens revealing a huge set of gnarled vicious teeth. This time it’s your turn to yell. You scream out of fear for the girl beside you when two loud gun shots sound, the creature jerking as each bullet landed in his back.

“Hey ugly, over here!” An animalistic snarl shoots from the beings throat as he spins around and takes off down the dark bend away from view. “Did he get you?” Jaycee shakes her head at you, quelling worries that she might turn into one even though you’re not sure whether that’s possible. More shots can be heard, the sound ricocheting into your space, then hurried footsteps rapidly approaching. It’s too much for you. You turn your body away and squeeze your eyes shut so as not to face the approaching form.

“Is everyone okay in here?” That voice. You’d recognize it anywhere. Gruff and low, yet capable of being soft and full of sentiment. You barely hear Jaycee speak before the rattling of her chains break you from your honey voice induced coma. You look up just as she wraps him in a desperate hug, reluctantly releasing him as he pulls away to free you. He begins walking over when he looks up and falters. You feel ridiculous. You were able to maintain outward composure in the face of life threatening danger, yet one look from the eyes you’ve been missing for months is enough to make you come undone. Tears spring forth and, try as you might, not a sound can make it past your throat.

“Y/N?” Tears slide down your cheeks as your name passed his lips. Mistaking your tears for something else he rushes in front of you, placing his calloused hands on your cheeks as he scans your face and then quickly your body. “Are you hurt? Did he bite you?” His voice is stern yet laced with an urgent kind of worry. “Did he bite you?” He repeats, firmer this time as his prior question failed to get a response. You shake your head at him, giving him the kick he needed to take you down from your hanging position, you rubbing your wrists as soon as they’re free.

There’s a hundred things Dean wants to do in this moment, ninety-nine of them involving you and only you. He has more pressing matters though, and as the terrified Jaycee latches onto his arm, he extends his free hand to you. You take it without question, “Let’s get you girls outta here.”

The tunnels are long and dark, every small sound eliciting yelps from Dean’s leech. He lets her cling to him, using every chance he gets to look at you through his peripheral vision, watching how you’re silent yet scared, and how your hand shakes in his.

As you round a corner that leads to the light outside, the beastly human rounds the bend, shortly followed by Sam holding something in his hands. “GET DOWN.” Dean seems to know what’s coming as he grabs Jaycee and you, laying on the ground so his body is atop yours, his hands holding either of your heads down.

Heat fans over top of you, the stench of burning flesh filling the air as the Rugaru lets out a howling screech. Silence and a smouldering corpse replaces the space that the creature had charged into. Dean stands, Jaycee rising with him still latched to his arm. He extends a hand out to you which you ignore this time, standing up of your own volition and dusting yourself off. “You’re bleeding.” You raise your hand to where he had motioned on your forehead and sure enough it comes away red. “I’ll fix it at home.”

Sam swoops in and sets everything into motion, ensuring Jaycee’s secrecy and helping Dean to dispose of the body. Against her pouts and hinting, it is Sam that escorts a rather disappointed Jaycee home after she slips her number to Dean on a bit of paper. He had half-heartedly accepted it, glancing at you as he had to find a face barren of emotion. You had left him, it would be selfish of you to show you cared, even though you wanted to slap the bit of paper out of his hands.  You had wanted to walk home but Dean had insisted he drive you. You accepted in silence, the car ride being much the same. You hated to admit it but it felt good being back inside the impala. The leather and musk calming your heart that had yet to stop its rapid drilling. When he pulled up to your little cottage he got out of the car as you did. “What are you doing?” You asked as he stood at your front door, presumptuously waiting to be let in.

“Your cut needs bandaged. I know you well enough to know if I don’t do it for you it ain’t getting done.” He looks nonchalant as you open the door, not being able to argue with his sound logic. You wordlessly fetch your first aid kit for a waiting Dean. This was transactional, nothing more. The sooner he got it done the sooner he’d leave taking your gnawing guilt along with him, or so you hoped. Dean sits square in the middle of your two seater couch so you opt for sitting on the ottoman in front of him.

“This is gonna sting”, he says hovering an alcohol soaked cotton ball over your skin. “Just do it.” He presses it down, a hiss passing your lips as he continues to disinfect it. “Sweet wee place you got here, very homey”, he says without a drop of sincerity in his voice, getting a new pad and going over the area once more with clean cotton. You don’t answer, you don’t even look at his face, your eyes firmly fixed upon the carpet. “Much homier than Bobby’s, I’ll give you that.” Your already intense guilt heightens at his obvious jab. Wherever this is going you’re not sure you like it. He begins placing a bandage over your cut, not stopping his bitter tirade, “yeah you know, I could really see you settling down here. Marry the boring librarian and have a couple white bread kids”, he finishes up your cut and forcefully shuts your kit of supplies, “all you’re missing is the white picket fence.”

“Dean stop.” It’s only a whisper, but it’s all your guilt can muster. He’s angry, he has every right to be. You left him out of the blue, and now he’s found you living some small town life that stank of giving up, something he knew you’d never wanted to do.

“Fuck”, he says to himself out of frustration, standing and walking into your small kitchen space connected to the lounge to put distance between the two of you. His breaths sound laboured from how loud they are, a tell-tale sign that he’s trying to calm down. Your back is to him as you speak, “Maybe now isn’t the best time for this, I think we both need some rest.”

You glance over your shoulder to see his hands are placed on your counter, his head hung between his arms. He lifts his head to look at you as he speaks, “Can you honestly tell me if I left here now that I’d be able to find you tomorrow?” You break his knowing eye contact, facing back to the wall. He doesn’t need an answer, he knows that you’d hide from him until he left town. He huffs and takes slow, drawn out steps until he is sitting on the couch before you once more. His eyes steady and unflinching on your face, making you wring your hands together, focusing on your own movement rather than his piercing gaze.

“Y/N.” Your eyes stay on your hands. This time he reaches out one hand, placing it over the both of yours to still your movements. “I think the least you can do is look at me.” You break, raising your eyes to meet his, knowing that you’d regret it later. His eyes have always had power over you, calming you when necessary, pulling a laugh out of you when you needed it, and even making you forgive him before you wanted to. Now, meeting his green powerful eyes that pierced into your own, you were afraid they’d have the power to pull unspoken regrets from your head.

“You should go”, you whisper, not breaking eye contact. “If that’s really what you want ask me again. I’ll walk out that door and you’ll never see me again.” You want to tell him to leave, to stick to the resolve you’d mustered all those months ago. “Is that what you want?” Yes. You shake your head no in direct opposition with what your head was telling you, a smile flickering briefly on his lips.

He separates your hands with his own, lacing your fingers together. “Are you happy here, Y/N?” You want to be convincing, you want to lie through your teeth. Yet you shake your head no once more, your heart well and truly having hold over you. You can’t lie to that knowing gaze. “I haven’t been since I left.” Fuck. He’d gotten you to admit to something you hadn’t even admitted to yourself just by holding your hand and looking at you. It’s a wonder you ever had the strength to leave him.

“I left for a reason, Dean. Those reasons still stand.” His grip gets tighter on yours. “Do they have to?” You shake your hand free of his, standing up and slowly pacing, locking your fingers together and pressing them against your forehead. “Why’d you have to find me Dean?” You wonder out loud. “I was doing fine, I was getting on with my life-”

“Were you Y/N?” He questions from his still seated position, his tone accusatory. “Because from what Sam told me you’re wasting your days in some shit hole library in this podunk town. That doesn’t sound much like living to me.” You press the heels of your palms into your eye sockets briefly before meeting his powerful stare. He felt sorry for you, beside his anger and frustration. You can tell by the way his eyebrows are notched downwards along with the corner of his mouth.

Your silence encourages him to his feet, hesitantly walking towards you as if you were a flighty deer in a forest. “Do you know how scared I was when I saw you in that cave today?” His voice is quiet, his proximity close. “I couldn’t calm down until I got you outta there.” He’s studying you, trying to gauge your reaction as he speaks, “but it didn’t make me want to run”, he says in reference to your actions prior. He tentatively reaches out to grasp your limply hanging hand in his own, taking it as encouragement when you don’t instantly recoil, “it made me want to hold you, and never let go.”

“What if you’d lost me?” You speak your own fear as a question to him. “I would never get over it.” You nod along, feeling as though your point had been proved. “But I would never forgive myself if I hadn’t been there, if I hadn’t tried.” You know he’s right. If you’d heard news that something had happened to Dean while you were separated you’d be just as broken as if you were with him.

“Shouldn’t we be together despite the danger, not apart because of it?” He takes small steps, you mirroring his actions until your back is against the wall, Dean directly in front of you. His face inches closer until your noses are almost touching. “Y/N I lov-”

“Don’t say it”, you say in an urgent whisper. If he does nothing will be the same. The fact you’d left the four letter word unspoken helped you leave. If he says it now you don’t know where that leaves you. “Why shouldn’t I?” His words are calm, his eyes flicking between your lips and your eyes. You simply shake your head, your resolve already weakened by his hand in yours and the memory of his lips urging you to feel that sensation once more.

“I love you.” He barely finishes his sentence before you close the space between you, your lips hungrily moving against his. He reacts immediately, pressing his body against yours, trapping you between him and the wall. “I love you, I love you so much.” He repeats that all consuming word as he desperately kisses all of your skin he can reach. Along your jaw, down your neck, and back up to look at your face. You realize as he nudges his nose against yours gently that you’d started to cry for the second time today, overcome with the emotions you’d been holding down and trying your best to discard.

“I love you too.” Your shared declaration brings his lips to yours again. This time his hands grip the back of your thighs as he tells you to jump. You wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you into the bedroom, laying you beneath him on the duvet. Your touch is eager and desperate, both of you never wanting the others hands to leave each other’s skin. Both of your moans and cries sing out into the night, mixed with repeated ‘I love you’s’ that neither of you could hold back.

You lie on your stomach, your face resting on your arms and head facing Dean as you both allow time for your breathing and heart rates to settle. He’s lying on his side, head resting on his fist as his other hand is preoccupied with lightly tracing the curve of your bare back and the notches of your spine. “Y/N?” You hum in response, opening your previously closed eyelids to gaze upon the face of the bare chested man before you.

“I’m leaving town tomorrow.” His sentence ends in an upwards inclination, suggesting a question even though he had spoken none. You lift your head and placed your fist under it so you had a better view. “Where are you going?” You speak, your voice worse for wear. “Back to Bobby’s”, he answers without hesitation, “we need to regroup before finding a new case.” You nod along with him.

“Come with me”, he says, a hopeful kind of longing in his voice, “come back home Y/N.” If you’d held any inclination to decline his request the way he’d called it ‘home’ would have instantly quashed it. A lazy grin crosses your lips, nodding your head and whispering a ‘yes’ before catching his lips with your own. To anyone else this may have seemed a rash decision, an abrupt change of heart. The truth of the matter? You were never sure you’d made the right decision, every day you’d been away making you question it more and more. You’d already left him once, and now that he was back there was no way you’d be able to do it again.

You lay in each other’s arms, kept warm by your bodies. Dean falls asleep quickly, yet you feel incapable of tearing your eyes away from the man who had you wrapped tightly against him, stunned that you no longer needed to cling to snapshots of his face that lived in your head. You had the real thing in front of you once more, making the confused daze you’d been living in disappear.

Sam is silently thrilled the next day when you pack your bags into the impala, showing it by wordlessly allowing you to have the front seat. Being next to Dean in the impala for so long feels like a dream you’d wake from at any second so you have your fingers laced with his the whole ride to tether you to your reality. Bobby seems happy to see you unpacking your bags. Being a man of few words with you he says almost nothing, yet you catch him looking at Dean with that small smile on his face that says everything his voice doesn’t.

You can barely detach yourselves from each other that night, sitting on his lap on the couch, his arms around you as you cooked, and neither of you able to resist dancing to the old rock tunes that you’d been ignoring for months. Life makes sense again, music makes you smile and colours have meaning. This is how life is supposed to be, you think, straight forward, embracing things as they come and being with the one you love.

Worry still niggled at the back of your mind, but that’s a small price to pay. Fear would no longer keep you apart, you would never let it rear its ugly head again. Dean was right, you should be together despite the troubles of his lifestyle. You’d never have forgiven yourself had something happened to him without you there, but that was a thought you’d never again have to consider. You were back where you belonged, at Singer’s Auto with the man you loved. And you were there to stay this time.

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Tagging: @hobby27 @sasbb23 @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce @a-dorky-book-keeper @musiclovinchic93

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

Molly, you got an autograph from the guy that played Jasper?! Can you post a pic of it? How excited were you?

GOD it was such a dramatic day.

So I'm going to need everyone to, tragically, remember the live action Avatar: The Last Air Bender movie, because he played Sokka and this was a press event for that movie.

So he and the girl who played Katara (Nicola something?? She was a sweetheart) were on the promotional tour (idk why the Aang kid wasn't there) but the thing was. Twilight was already relevant so people heard 'actor from twilight' and went batshit insane even tho everyone knew TLA would suck. They were doing this Q&A and a meet and greet down and Penn's Landing. We got there EARLY and there was literally like 500 people it was fucking crazy.

So, more to the point, I'm not confident I would've bothered going if it was like, Ashley Greene or Kellan Lutz. But this was Jackson Rathbone. Jasper was my absolute favorite of all the Cullens and I was 13 and Jackson has a very nice jawline and pretty eyes. I knew it was a Last Airbender press event, but my mom had given me a shirt from Hot Topic with Jasper on it a couple months prior, and yes I did wear it in public often, so it only seemed appropriate to wear it that day.

My downfall, of course, was that it was a black shirt. And it was July. 103 degrees out. Under the beating sun for hours. In an ever-growing crowd of at least a thousand people. I was pms-ing. I've literally never been the same since.

So anyway, the event was supposed to start at like....1, or something. But then it gets to 1:30. And then it gets to like 2. And then at 2:15 some dude makes the announcement that they....lost the actors??? HELLO

To this day I don't know if their car took some wrong turns or if they just got lost wandering the water front killing time before the event started but it really took them until almost 3 to find them....again we're all out in the sun, there's no seats at the venue, I'm with my arthritic mother and her angry old man cousin who complains about everything. I developed a migraine. It was a whole thing.

They FINALLY make an appearance and are clearly trying to just rush through the Q&A as fast as possible so they can just sign the autographs and get everyone home- I remember Jackson answered a question I wrote in and I was excited but at the same time it was such a rushed non-answer that I got a little annoyed lmao.

Then they start lining people up for the meet and greet. Except as the line forms the security guards make it VERY clear that no meeting or greeting is allowed lmao. They sign your poster, you move, no pictures allowed and if you hold up the line at all you get kicked out (and I guess they took your poster too?? wack). Like, I understand wanting things to move quickly, but they didn't even want you to say 'hi' or a simple 'excited for the movie' in case it took up too much time. Mouths zipped. You could see everyone getting progressively more annoyed and you could see the actors signing as fast as they could and looking bored out of their minds.

Finally, after a million years I get up to the front- and like, I'm a goody-two shoes. And I'm also shy. I was fully intending to follow the security guards' rules and also barely make eye contact. But I got up to the front of the line, Jackson Rathbone took one look at me and his face lit the fuck up and he was like 'CAN I SIGN YOUR SHIRT?!?!' in the most excited voice I ever heard, and my soul left my body for one brief second before I crashed back to earth, forgot all about the security guard standing behind him giving me the evil eye, and yelled back in the same excited tone 'CAN YOU?!?!?!'

He literally lept out of his chair so I wouldn't have to stretch my shirt too far across the table. Nicola, the girl playing Katara was yelling 'YES! WE'RE TEAM JASPER HERE!'. They told me to take a picture with them? Hello?? The guard looked SO MAD but since I technically wasn't the one who started the disruption he couldn't really do anything.

We had a whole fucking conversation. He had never seen any merch for the series with his face on it before this and they were both clearly relieved someone was finally talking to them omfg. I guess no one had told THEM we weren't supposed to be talking, so they were getting pretty disheartened that everyone was just kinda ignoring them, but then I, An Obvious Jasper Stan In Merch Showed Up and he really was acting like I had just made his whole week omfg. It was just so nice and sweet and bitch I was close to swooning lmao. It was just. Such a bad, miserable day and in like 3 minutes he turned it into the best day of my little life.

I still have the poster they both signed, but I never unpacked after I moved so idk where it is right now. But here's the shirt he signed for me!

so yeah that's the time Jackson Rathbone Broke The Rules for his biggest fan and we made each other's day

[sailor-san]

for the ask game in mission 3 (i bet you saw that comin LOL) ALL OF THEM ! have fun~ - 🌚

ATINY ANON PROJECT ⤏ MISSION #3

Ohoooooo im sorry this took so long but it was so fun haha i hope you laugh a little!! 😂💖

1. Which 3 members of Ateez would you get on well with the most, and why?

A: I honestly think it would be Hongjoong, Jongho and and Yunho. They seem the most chill to me and would be able to to just hang out and do nothing and be ok with sitting in silence lol.  

2. If you were to take your bias(es) somewhere in your hometown/ the place you live where would you go?

A: Besides taking San to my family compound I would definetely take them hiking on the loop trail thats behind my house and to the swimming tide pools that are like not even a minute down the road. We could hike in the morning, have lunch at my house then end at the beach watching the sunset wow lemme just take all of them actually.

3. What genre of movie would you watch with each member?

    Hongjoong: Historical documentary

    Seonghwa: Drama

    Yunho: Fantasy

    Yeosang: Thriller

    San: Thriller so we can be scared together lmao

   Mingi: Action

   Wooyoung: He’s attached to San’s hip so Thriller as well

   Jongho: Detective/Mystery/Spys idk what to call it

4. Which Ateez member do you personally relate to?

A: I relate to Seonghwa a lot because I’m the oldest of all my siblings and I’m constantly looking after them because they stress me ooouutttt. He’s witty and honest and I like to think that I am too. When I open up to people I’m very giving and I feel like he does the same thing.

5. What is your favorite live stage from Ateez?

A: this hala hala perf. because San and Seonghwa are demons and YEOSANG OMFG  and this desire stage because wow so close

6. Do you have any similarities you share with any member?

A:  ok so Wooyoungs got a mouth and he runs it....i do too lol. Him and Yunho are potterheads and I ate that shit up breakfast lunch and dinner all throughout school someone please admit us to Hogwarts. I’m scared of hella stuff like Mingi never let us go to a haunted house together. I’m low key an attention black whole i swallow it up so fast and I need more like someone please sit by me and talk to me but not my sister ew leave me alone she just annoys me. That reminds me of San lol. ooooooo kk last one I dance and when I’m performing I’ve been told I look menacing but then i go offstage and I shy again lol. idk i guess Yeosang? Seonghwa? all of them? I ALSO HAVE A BESTEST FRIEND THAT I HAVE KNOWN FOR 10+ YEARS NOW WE PRACTICALLY TALK IN EACH OTHER’S HEADS AND I LOVE HER SOOOO MUCH that reminds me of the friendships San/Yeosan/Woo and Yunho/Mingi have.

7. Which member would you switch bodies for a day?

A: I want to switch bodies with Yunho because I wanna be that tall for a day just to see what the air is like up there. AND ALSO TO DANCE MY ASS OFF I WOULD GO STRAIGHT TO MILLENNIUM AND SAY PUT ME IN THE NEXT VID IM READY COACH.

8. Which member makes you laugh the most?

A: Bro Mingi always gets me even when I think I can hold it in he a clown. the most goodest adorable cute boi clown.

9. Which member would you trust to dye your hair?

A: JOONG JOONG JOONG NOT ANY OF THOSE OTHER CRAZIES TOUCHING THESE LUCSIOUS LOCKS NO SIR.

11. What fruit do you associate the members with?

A: for this one i have no idea why this is just what popped into my head when i thought of them

Hongjoong: Pineapple

Seonghwa: Cherry

Yunho: Blueberries

Yeosang: Grapes

San: Kiwi

Mingi: Mango

Wooyoung: Strawberries

Jongho: Honeydew melon lol

13. Is there a (not ateez) song that makes you think of a member?

A: Lick by Cardi B will always make me think of my son Jongho being the rudest boi to ever live and it makes me so proud go off Jongho you a bad bish.

14. Is there a hairstyle you really want to see on your bias?

A: Brown hair San is soooo soft but black hair San rules my lyfe so I stand by it. He looks hot any way so I know I’ll never not like what he does with it.

15. Which member would you choose to accompany you on a long car ride?

A: Are they driving? If they are driving then Seonghwa because I know he will be diligent. If we are just passengers then Yunho becuase I heard he gives good hugs and we can play games and keep each other from getting bored. He also has a magical snack pocket so we can munch.

16. What food would you love to cook for a member?

A: wowowowow ok I would actually bring them to a big family party because local families don’t mess around with our food selection we bring everything. kalbi, beef stew, poke, poi, BUTTER MOCHI OMFG YUM, so much other stuff. If I had to choose one thing though it would be pan seared rosemary venison made from axis deer back straps. Its the most tender melt in your mouth meat and with au jus sauce? yes please THESE BOYS LIKE MEAT I WILL GIVE IT TO THEM.

17. Which member would you choose to put an outfit together for you?

A: I would let San dress me any day because he is so wacky and from what I’ve seen of him wearing his own close he likes comfort/athletic stuff. My style is super variable so I have no qualm with dressing like a badass 1 million dancer for the day. You also know I’m obsessed with the purple animal print shirt so this is no surprise lol.  

18. Rank your bias’ looks throughout all Ateez eras.

A: Omg don’t make meeeee umm Say my name, Wave, Pirate King. you know what order lol

19. Who do you think has the best eyebrows in Ateez?

A: bro high key Seonghwa could slit my throat on his brow they are thiqué and the ends are so sharp yes teach me how  

20. What job do you think would suit each member if they weren’t idols?

Hongjoong: Fashion designer all around ARTIST

Seonghwa: Teacherrrr???

Yunho: Firefighter wowowow hot so hot

Yeosang: Lab tech, research scientist at a university

San: Hotel manager, public relations

Mingi: Police officer

Wooyoung: Pilot

Jongho: Professional Athlete in any sport the boy is a sports genius

[caroline18mars]

A Man On Fire - Chapter 3

“The usual?” the waitress asked as she stopped at her table, “Yes, please, and some soup would be lovely, thanks Ella!” Harper smiled at her while struggling to unwrap her scarf from around her neck, “coming right up, sweetie” the waitress winked as she wrote down her order and walked back to the counter. Harper waited until she was gone and then nervously dug through her bag, fishing out the phone which she put in front of her, why was she so nervous? Her trembling fingers unlocked the phone, a mail from 'stranger', YES! Wait..what? She shook her head and read it again, clasping her hand over her mouth, she was reading it right, he wanted to buy a painting! Her first! OMFG! Her fingers started whizzing over the screen, she was actually getting good at this whole digital shizzle!

From: HCDeRobiano

To: BJLCubbins

Subject: Re: What?

Hey Joe! (I admit I just sang those two words Jimi Hendrix-style in my head typing them, sorry!)

Joe is a good name, simple, straightforward..and definitely an LA-kind of name, kind of rustic too, don't you think? Are you as rustic as your name? :) Kidding of course! Of course you're not because some rustic would never BUY MY FIRST PAINTING!!! THANK YOU!!

I'll send you the financial details and you tell me where you want it shipped. Is this real? Wait, let me re-read it..yes it is! You can actually call yourself the first owner of a real De Robiano, which isn't something everybody can say!

I'm working on something out of my comfort zone right now, (read that as hyper-realism) but I'll send you a picture when I get home and if I can figure out how to upload it, try not to judge because it really is the hardest thing I've done so far.

Oh Joe, sometimes this world can be such a rough struggle, but today is not one of those days, today is a fine day I'll remember forever!

But we're always talking about my work, what does Joe Cubbins do when he's not buying art?

Anyway, *raises her favorite sandwich and a spoon full of hot soup* here's to you, 'stranger' Joe!

An immensely grateful and overwhelmed (and that doesn't happen often)

Coco

Putting the phone down again, she leaned back in her seat taking a big bite of her sandwich while she looked out of the window and revelled in the fuzzy warmth of her first success, didn't matter if it was only one person who had seen and loved her work, at least it was one person who totally understood what she was trying to say with it.

“Shannon!” Jared's voice thundered around his brother's house as he walked inside, where the hell was he? “Shannon?!” he shouted again without success, walking inside the spacious living room he noticed the long drapes waving in the wind and heard the giggling and the splashing of water. There he was, fooling around in his pool with that same girl everyone had been warning him about, she was really bad news for his brother, given her drug abuse history everyone seemed to know about except for Shannon himself, who just ignored every red flag where she was concerned. “Hey Jay!” he said all surprised as he noticed his brother, “what the hell are you doing? Everyone's waiting for you” Jared tried to keep calm which wasn't easy as the girl just draped herself a little tighter around his brother. A little light popped on in Shannon's head “the tour..”he whispered, “yes the tour, you idiot! Get out of that pool, get dressed! I'll go put your bags in the car” Jared hissed and turned on his heels before he really lost his last ounce of patience. Ten minutes later, Shannon rushed out the door, waving at her as he got in the car “sorry, bro, I completely lost track of time” he hastened to say, still with that lovey dovey smile on his face, “is she actually staying at your house while you're gone?” Jared frowned. “Yeah! She's fucking amazing, man!” Shannon rolled his eyes as he pulled the seatbelt over him, Jared pushed down on the gas “a fucking amazing junkie” he hissed between his clenched teeth. “She's not a junkie” Shannon mumbled, shaking his head as his fingers nervously drummed on the leather of the passenger's door, “no she's not, she's just a woman who loves to use her credit card for cutting a line of cocaine several times a day, and the spoons in her kitchen are not for soup, but for warming up her heroin” Jared sarcastically huffed. “Shut the fuck up! That's not true, you don't know anything about her” Shannon shouted at him and banged his fist on the door, “whatever Shannon, I just don't want her around on the tour, is that clear?” Jared tried not to let this problem escalate, not now that this tour was about to start, this tour was their most innovative and ambitious ever, so much had happened since they last came off the road a few years ago, this tour needed to be a signature, a stepping tone for this band, and trouble was the last thing any of them needed.

Harper walked home after her little solo-celebration, digging her hands deep into her pockets when the icy wind blew right through her, her thoughts started drifting off to the stranger who was in LA right now and who was probably laying on some warm beach somewhere. She stopped in her tracks as she walked past a bookshop and a certain book caught her eye 'Love Letters of Great Men and Great Women', yeah right..love..a waste of time, that's what it was..love was just another excuse for people who didn't have the guts to be alone, love was ice cream that melted way too quickly, leaving nothing but a mess in your glass. Half an hour later she walked back inside her studio, threw the paper bag with the book on the kitchen counter, together with her handbag, hissing a few profanities as her painfully frozen fingers tugged at the zipper of her jacket. Right..photos, she needed to take photos, she let her jacket fall on the floor and took the phone out of her bag, no new e-mail..she immediately felt her mood change, and she knew exactly the reason for that, she was letting this phone take up way too much of her time already. Just a couple of photos, she would send them in an e-mail and then she was gonna switch this damn thing off for a couple of days, and catch her breath again, but first things first, she slowly tapped on the phone symbol and then on Sean's name before she put it against her ear. “Sean? Hi, it's Harper, how's things?” he heard her voice tremble in his ear, “hey Harp, I'm fine, what's wrong?” he quickly said, he had never heard her like this before, “Nothing, everything's just fine..I was just calling to see how you were doing?” she lied. “Really? Could've fooled me, Harp” god she hated how he called her Harp every single time, she bit her tongue wanting to set him straight, no, right now she needed to eat some humble pie, he needed to explain to her how this whole up- or downloading thing worked, “come on, out with it, what is it? You missing me already?”. Ughhh, he was on a mission to irritate the hell out of her, “you wish! No, I just wanted to say that I've sold my first painting and I..well, I wanted to thank you for putting up that webpage”. On the other side of the line there was a whistle and a hearty laugh “what? Really? You actually sold a piece? That's fantastic, Harper! How much?”, she lit up another cigarette and pushed the smoke out of her lungs “500” she said with a cough. “500? sweetheart, that's way under the asking price, I told you, even the smaller ones start at 2000! you might have well given it away” he huffed, his answer shocked her. “Shit..well whose fault is that then? You were supposed to send me the price list” she said all annoyed, fuck this, no wonder Joe had been so eager to snap it up, how stupid could she be? Joe probably had been laughing his head off at her stupidity. “I've been busy, alright?!” he spat back at her and a silence dropped on her side of the line “look, I'll send you the list in a few minutes, listen, I've gotta go again but I can quickly tell you how to download the list” she heard him say, “you really do know how to make someone feel like the biggest nitwit alive, don't you? I can work this phone just fine, hey I even know how to switch it off which is exactly what I'm gonna do right now! Goodbye, Sean!” she barked and disconnected the call, the nerve of that fucker!. Frustrated with herself, she pushed the button on the side of the phone until the screen blacked over and threw it on the counter all disgusted with him and the rest of the world. Dumbass! Retarded, technologically disabled piece of shit, that's what she was, fucking up her own first sale.

Still no e-mail..how long had it been since they had to postpone their opening show? 2 days? 3? he was jetlagged and frustrated, all these cross continental flights were doing his head in. He had sent her a reply on the plane to Germany, all excited about the pics she was going to send him which never came, then he had sent her another mail and another this morning, something was wrong, he could feel it.

From: BJLCubbins

To: HCDeRobiano

Subject: ???

Coco,

What's going on? Why the sudden silence? Are you ok? Did I do or say something to upset you? Has something happened?

I miss our 'chats'..

I would appreciate it if you dropped me a line, a word, doesn't matter, just a sign of life because to tell you the truth, I'm starting to worry..

I really need 'a friend' to talk to..so, in your absence I'm looking at your webpage again and admiring your work, it gives me comfort.

Joe (who's getting more and more worried)

[saythename17scenarios]

fake dating seventeen | joshua/jisoo

- you’re studying in the library of your university with your friends seungcheol and jeonghan and everything’s going well like you’re actually surprised you’re getting work done with these two together and it’s all quiet and peaceful - but then jeonghan opens his mouth - and he says “oh, (name)… so i know this guy who—“ - you’re like “not this again omfg jeonghan SHUT UP I’M PERFECTLY FINE BEING SINGLE.” - seungcheol joins in and he says “come on!!! you’re going to like this guy he’s so your type.” - basically, they’ve been trying to set you up with someone because they don’t want you to be alone once they leave - seungcheol and jeonghan have pretty much been your only friends since entering uni and they’re graduating that semester while you have one more year to go and they don’t want you to be all by yourself ISN’T THAT CUTE - but you’re perfectly fine living the single life and you don’t need a boyfriend but they’re like NOPE WE WANT YOU HAPPY WHILE WE’RE GONE WE WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU WHILE WE CAN’T - you end up arguing with them to the point the librarian kicks all of you out because you’re all too loud and well there goes your studying - they keep annoying you but you keeping refusing and they finally give up and you’re like THANK YOU - seungcheol says “fine, you’re paying for dinner then.” and honestly you couldn’t care less because at least you’re not going on a blind date… - …or so you thought. - you get to the restaurant where you were supposed to meet seungcheol and jeonghan but WOW SURPRISE THEY’RE NOT THERE - instead, a person you’ve never met in your life is sitting at the table reserved for “s.coups” seungcheol’s stupid nickname - you’re like I CANNOT BELIEVE I FELL FOR THIS - while you’re internally raging and plotting your friends’ deaths, the boy at the table looks up from the menu and locks eyes with you and your heart skips a beat - he has. the most. gorgeous eyes you’ve ever seen and not going to lie he’s really cute and you’re like oh wow they weren’t kidding when they said he was your type in terms of looks - but then you snap out of your daze because you’re angry at your friends - you sit down and say “alright. seungcheol and jeonghan. sound familiar?” and all he says is “blind date.” and you say “yeah.” - the boy runs his hand through his hair and sighs “i should’ve expected this.” and his hair gets all messy and cute and you’re like don’t do that - you say “i’m REALLY sorry about this.” and he just smiles like “no worries, it’s seungcheol and jeonghan, of course they’d pull something like this.” - you laugh and say “right? i swear, one day i’m going to get back at them.” and the boy laughs “me too” - but then his eyes widen and he looks up at you and says “…hey. i have an idea.” - you look at him like what is it and he says “do you really want to get back at them?” and you ask “what do you mean?” - he says “i MEAN… we PRETEND to date. we trick them into thinking their plan worked and then we break up IN FRONT OF THEM like REAL BAD, that’ll teach them to quit setting us up on blind dates.” - and you just stare at him like… did this angel just say the evillest thing - but you like the plan so you smirk and say “okay, sounds good. let’s do it.” - the boy reaches out his hand and says “i’m joshua, by the way. it’s nice to meet you.” - you shake his hand and say “i’m (name). nice to meet you too, boyfriend.” - you two end up actually having dinner at the restaurant but the whole time you guys are just laughing and talking about how this whole thing is going to go - unknown to you guys, seungcheol and jeonghan are watching your interaction from a distance and they high-five in victory because they think they’ve succeeded - by the end of the night, you and joshua exchange phone numbers and schedules, and you both plan out the entire thing. the breakup is set to be at the end of the semester, so in about four months - when you both go up to pay, you’re reaching for your wallet, but joshua stops you and says “if i’m going to be your pretend boyfriend for the next four months, i should at least act the part well.” and you say “what?? no no, it’s fine, you don’t have to do all this if it’s just pretend.” and he just smiles and pays - actual gentleman joshua hong everyone - you guys ended up staying later than expected at the restaurant, so it’s really dark by the time you guys get out - your dorms are on the same side of campus and yours is a little further, but this is JOSHUA so he walks you all the way there - while walking, you guys decide to tell each other a few things about each other and you find out you guys actually have so much in common??? - you get so into your conversation with joshua that by the time you reach your room, you’re disappointed by how short the walk was - you say “well, this is my room. thanks for walking me back.” and joshua says “it’s no problem. so… since we’re “dating” now and all… do you want to go eat out for lunch tomorrow?” - and you smile and say “sure!! this is perfect actually because i usually eat lunch with seungcheol and jeonghan, so i can invite them along and we could tell them about how we’re “dating” and all.” - joshua laughs and says “i can’t wait to see their reaction by the end of this.” and you just laugh “me too.” - joshua says “well, i’ll be going now. good night and see you tomorrow!!” and you say good night to him as well before entering your room and going to bed - the next day, after your morning classes, joshua texts you “hey! :) i’m right outside your building. seungcheol and jeonghan are here too.” and you’re like omg he used a smiley face he’s so cute LOL - you go outside and see the three of them waiting for you so you run up to them, and they each greet you - seungcheol and jeonghan both have smirks on their faces and when joshua says he’ll be right back, they both go up to you and say “sooo, we heard you guys are dating!!” and you laugh “yeah… i actually had a good time with joshua last night at the restaurant. you guys were right when you said he was my type.” - seungcheol gasps and says “joshua said that too!! i swear you guys are meant to be. jeonghan, we chose well.” - jeonghan pretends to wipe away a tear and says “my baby’s growing up.” - when joshua comes back, you three go to a restaurant near campus just to have a quick lunch together, when seungcheol and jeonghan tell you guys they “have to go hand in an assignment” and you’re like OOOKAY RIGHT - when they leave you turn to joshua and say “you think they’re convinced?” and joshua says “yeah. they are.” - seungcheol and jeonghan actually do believe it at first, but after about three weeks… they start getting a bit suspicious - you and joshua don’t hold hands or kiss or do any of those couple stuff, you guys don’t even HUG - you just tell them you’re shy because your relationship just started but you’re both starting to panic because NO THE PLAN CAN’T BE RUINED WE HAVE TO GET BACK AT THEM - one day, you exit your class to see joshua waiting for you outside the door and he does his cute eye smile when he sees you - he walks up to you and says “i told seungcheol and jeonghan we’re going on a date tomorrow. i was kinda thinking that we do go on one since they’ll probably follow us around to see for themselves… you know…?” and you say “oh, you’re right!! this would definitely convince them!!” - the next day, you find yourself rummaging through your entire closet looking for something cute to wear but you’re like wait - why?? it’s just joshua?? - but then you convince yourself that you’re doing this for seungcheol and jeonghan… like it’s just to make it look like you’re actually trying… right… - you dress up and before leaving your dorm, you take one last look in the mirror to see how you look and then you leave to go meet up with joshua outside the building - you spot him leaning against a tree and his hair is blowing in the wind and his skin looks so dewy under this bright sun - just wow… he looks like a model… - and your heart may or may not have skipped a beat - when joshua spots you, he pushes himself off the tree and he walks over to you, and you quickly compose yourself because you’re pretty sure you were gaping at him - he gives you one of his deadly eye smiles and says “hey!! how are you? you look really nice.” and your ears are burning but you ignore it and answer “oh thanks, i just… threw on anything, you know…” - joshua grins “so, ready for our date?” and you’re like asjhlaks DON’T SAY IT LIKE THAT but he’s like ??? but it is a date ??? - you ask “where are we going??” and he says “well, i was just thinking of spending a simple day in the city… you know, street food, shopping, and other stuff we find on the way?? omg i hope that’s not too boring for you i’m so sorry you probably have to go study and—” - you cut him off by laughing and he just looks at you and says “uhhh, did i say something funny??” and you reply “joshua, our date hasn’t even started and you’re already worrying.” - and he laughs and says “my bad… alright, so are you ready to go?” and you nod your head - you both take the bus to the city and the date… is surprisingly going well??? - joshua takes you to this little family restaurant and the food is so good, you’re like “joshua you have to stop me or i’ll end up ordering the entire menu.” - you expected it to be awkward because… an ENTIRE day with him?? you’re going to run out of things to say - but no. joshua’s so talkative and there’s never been an awkward silence the entire meal - when you both finish, you take out your wallet to pay but joshua tells you it’s fine because of coURSE - “joshua, we aren’t even dating for real, you really don’t have to do this.” - “i invited you out today and you probably have homework to catch up on, this is the least i could do for you.” - you guys walk a little further down the street after leaving the restaurant to see that there’s a street market going on - and while joshua’s looking through a bunch of cute keychains and plushies, you notice two people looking at you from the corner of your eye - you subtly turn in that direction and see two people rush behind a stand of mangoes and you’re like really, seungcheol?? really, jeonghan?? i saw you guys - joshua notices you looking somewhere and he follows your gaze, but instead of focusing on the two heads popping out from behind the stand, he thinks you’re looking at this handsome boy buying street food - and he gets this look in his eyes - he quickly takes your hand in his and when you look up at him in surprise, he smiles and says “don’t pay attention to them, only look at me.” - and you’re surprised of course but you’re also like… come on, snap out of it, he’s just doing this because he saw seungcheol and jeonghan - but for the rest of the date - he doesn’t let go of your hand - you guys spend the day shopping around, and joshua even gets you guys cute matching bracelets - “you’re getting too into this fake dating stuff.” - “but it’s two for one!!!” - at the end of the day, you and joshua take the bus back to get to school and then you realize… you’re still holding hands… - out of embarrassment, you let go and joshua’s like ??? and you say “ohhh, uh, i think they gave up on following us… hahah…” - and joshua’s cheeks turn pink and he’s like right!!! i’m sorry!!! - you guys sit next to each other, and you find yourself slowly dozing off as you both wait for your stop - at some point you black out, but when you open up your eyes again… you realize you’re resting your head on joshua’s shoulder - you stop yourself from jumping up and instead take this opportunity to observe his features and… - he really is good-looking. his cute eye smile, his warm smile, his soft skin… - you close your eyes again because you feel your face getting warm, and two stops later, joshua shakes your shoulders to wake you up - he softly says “(name), wake up, our stop’s next.” and you pretend you just woke up - and you’re like wow his voice too how unfair - when you get off the bus, joshua walks you back to your dorm and you say “how much do you want to bet jeonghan and seungcheol are going to text me the second i step into my room?” - joshua says “i don’t think they will… i think they’ll attack you in person instead.” and you say “what are you talking about, no way will they be able to wait that long.” - then joshua says “alright then, it’s a bet. loser pays for the next date.” and you say “YOU’RE ON.” - you both reach your room, and joshua says good night before leaving. you feel kind of bad since he has to walk an extra few mins to get to his, so right before he’s out of view, you say “joshua.” - he turns around and says “yeah?” and you say “i say this a lot but… you really don’t have to walk me back every time.” and he just smiles and says “it’s fine. i just want to make sure you’re safe.” - when you enter your room, you just smile at his words because how could someone be so kind??? - your roommate says “you’re looking really happy. did something happen??” and you say “what?? no… not at all.” - after changing into your pyjamas and plopping onto bed, you receive a text from seungcheol that says “HOW WAS YOUR DATE” - you win - dates become a regular thing, you and joshua go out every friday night or saturday, and he also picks you up after each one of your classes - holding hands becomes so natural, it’s not even awkward at all when you guys have to in front of jeonghan and seungcheol - this whole fake dating thing is going just as planned - but then something goes wrong - you fall for joshua - this wasn’t supposed to happen - but just one look from him sends your whole world spinning, when you hold hands with him you never want to let go, and just being with him makes you so happy - it makes you sad knowing all this is going to end in not too long - before you now it, you guys only have three weeks left before the breakup - while eating out with him, you say “alright, so what did you tell them?” and joshua says “i said that you’re giving me too much attitude nowadays.” - you say “perfect, i keep telling them that you’re getting so clingy that it’s starting to annoy me. i also said we’ve been fighting lately.” and joshua says “we still have to meet up secretly to plan the huge fight.” and you say “ohhh, you’re right.” - you guys meet up to practice but you realize… that joshua’s WAY too nice - “joshua, you have to talk back to me.” - “but what if i say something that makes you sad????” - “this is pretend I KNOW YOU DON’T MEAN IT.” - it gets so bad to the point that you guys actually have to write a SCRIPT to follow - the day of the breakup is here, and you and joshua are supposed to go out with seungcheol and jeonghan - you decide to meet up in their dorm room, and to make things seem awkward, you both go SEPARATELY - you take a deep breath before entering the room and it takes all your willpower not to laugh when you see joshua looking away from you - you say “hey seungcheol, hey jeonghan.” and they say hi back, but they quickly realize that you didn’t acknowledge joshua - it’s quiet, until seungcheol coughs and says “so… we should probably head to that restaurant now…” - and you say “sure, just make sure i’m not seated next to him.” and joshua says “i didn’t even say anything.” - seungcheol says “hey, guys, don’t ruin the night, let’s just go get some food and—” - you say “i’m ruining the night??? he can’t even look me in the eye. how immature.” and joshua retorts “immature? i’m not the one picking a fight over nothing.” - jeonghan says “woah joshua, that’s not like you at all.” and he says “well, some people can make others change for the worst.” - you say “why don’t you just say my name, we all know you’re talking about me.” and he says “you’re just going to cause trouble if i say it directly.” - seungcheol and jeonghan look at each other, and they start panicking and feeling guilty because they were the ones who got you together - at some point, you just look at them and say “meant to be, huh?” which made them sink into their seats and feel even worse - you and joshua follow the script word for word, and slowly it’s getting harder to control your laughter - until - joshua says “keep going on those blind dates.” - you say “yeah? maybe i will.” - “good for you then. because that’s the only way anyone would want to be with you.” - it’s in the script. those words are in the script… but they hurt - you’ve only ever been on blind dates with the help of seungcheol and jeonghan but without them, would you really be able to find someone? - are you really this… - hard to love? - you must’ve been quiet for some time because joshua says “(name), wait. i didn’t mean that.” - and you decide to end it there - you say “well, i meant every word i said. i was stupid for dating you…” you then turn to seungcheol and jeonghan and say “…almost as stupid as you two for BELIEVING US LOL” - they both say “what?? what are you talking about??” - you start laughing hysterically and you say “WE WERE PRETENDING TO DATE.” - jeonghan says “WAIT THE WHOLE TIME??” and joshua laughs “the whole time.” - seungcheol screams “I FELT HORRIBLE THESE PAST FEW WEEKS FOR SETTING YOU TWO UP WHEN YOU STARTED “FIGHTING” HOW COULD YOU?!” - and you say “GOOD, THAT WAS THE POINT, I HOPE YOU NEVER LET ME GO ON ONE OF THOSE BLIND DATES AGAIN.” and joshua says “SAME GOES FOR ME.” - seungcheol and jeonghan are the ones to pay for the meal that evening, and afterwards, joshua walks you back to your dorm - before you enter your room, he says “i’m sorry for what i said, it was mean.” and you say “it was part of the script, you have nothing to be sorry for lol.” - he says “just know that… you’re a great person, and you deserve someone as great.” - his words warm your heart and you say “thanks, joshua. you too.” - he smiles and says “well… good night, (name). it was fun.” and you say “it was. good night, joshua.” - the next day, you walk out of your morning class and you feel sad because - joshua’s not there waiting for you - why would he be? - you guys aren’t “dating” anymore… there’s no reason for him to - you tell yourself “it’s just like before we’ve met, everything’s back to normal.” - but you really do start feeling lonely - because joshua isn’t there to pick you up after classes, he isn’t there to walk you back to your dorm room, he doesn’t ask you out on friday nights or saturdays, and after four months of being “together”... - they’re all reduced to a simple “hi, how are you?” when you catch each other around campus - you hate it - seungcheol and jeonghan both notice how much sadder you seem these days, but you just tell them it’s stress from school - but it’s really because you miss joshua - you look down at the matching bracelet you have tied around your wrist and you just think of your first date and how fun it was and how happy you felt - one night, you’re unable to sleep so you decide to make a quick trip to the nearby convenience store - you buy some ramyeon and water for a quick snack, and while the cashier is ringing up your items, someone taps you on the shoulder - you turn around to see joshua and you jump in surprise - you say “joshua?? what are you doing here??” and he holds up a box of cookies and says “just getting a snack... i couldn’t sleep.” - the cashier tells you your total, but joshua places his cookies on the counter and pays for both of your things - he grabs the plastic bag and exits the store before you could say anything about it, and you follow him outside - he takes his snack out of the bag and then hands you your things, but you say “joshua, why did you pay?? how much was it?? let me pay you back.” - he says “no, it’s fine, it didn’t cost a lot anyway.” and you say “you really didn’t need to, i mean… you’re not my “boyfriend” anymore.” - you immediately regret saying that because it creates an awkward silence between you two - until joshua asks in a soft voice - “can i be?” - you notice his face turn red as he continues “can i be your real boyfriend?” - you freeze for a moment because joshua just confessed to you… but when you regain your senses, you get up on your tippy-toes and kiss him right on the lips - the kiss is soft and slow, and if you can kiss him like this every day… why. not. - you both tell seungcheol and jeonghan that you’re official, but they don’t fall for it right away - “nice try. do you guys think we’re THAT dumb???” - you prove it to them by pulling joshua by the collar and kissing him, and that’s when they really both go crazy - joshua goes back to picking you up after classes, and dates are back to being every friday night or saturday - you notice that joshua always wears the matching bracelet you both got at the street market, and it makes you smile because you haven’t taken yours off after the “breakup” either - seungcheol and jeonghan never shut up about succeeding in bringing you two together and they always joke about it - but they’re really just happy that you won’t be alone anymore - “joshua, take care of (name) for us, all right?” - “i will. i promise.”

[murfeelee]

Bang, Marry, or Kill: Disney Princes

I was organizing my downloads from @silsharkie84’s Disney uploads, and it got me thinking about a conversation I had with someone once about which Disney princes I’d Bang, Marry, or Kill.

And since I have nothing better to do with my life, I decided to make this post.

KILL

Let’s just get the annoying ones out of the way. I would totally kill, because these guys got on my g-d nerves:

10: John Smith (Pocahontas) - freaking bigot. Totally foreshadowed Mel Gibson’s racist-a** tirades. Not only that, but they completely romanticize his story and his FACE, cuz RL John Smith was NOT that fine. At all. I’d totally Marry John Rolfe though; I liked the sequel, I don’t care. At least Pocahontas actually married Rolfe IRL. I doubt she and troll-face Smith were banging IRL though. Unless he raped her, which wouldn’t surprise me. Anyway, he’s not even royalty! He and Pocahontas didn’t even stay together in the cartoon, why is he considered a Disney Prince, the hell?

9: Prince Charming (Cinderella) - the man was useless. His castle’s the most interesting thing about him -- and everyone calls it Cinderella’s Castle anyways, so nya-nya. Freaking tool. I mean, how are you so “in love“ with this chick, yet you don’t even BOTHER with asking her name, her address, her zodiac sign...NOTHING. A few dances and you know you don’t know the first thing about Cinderella, but you wanna marry her? Then you couldn’t even be effed to hunting her down yourself -- as if she’s the only wench in the kingdom who wears Size 6 shoes. Would’ve served him right if Lady Tremaine’s feet fit in them just fine! XP (I LOVE Shrek’s Prince Charming though! Totally Bang him! XD)

8: Naveen (Princess & the Frog) - jfc, I’d take Dr. Facilier over this guy; Keith David’s the best. Disney just HAD to go and make their first black human prince an idiot though. Yeah, Naveen’s hella pretty, but he’s broke, shiftless, a frikkin frog for a good chunk of the movie, and did I mention he’s an idiot? I see you, Disney. <_<

HONORABLE MENTION: Prince Hans (Frozen) - THIS SNAAAAAKE! Omg I did NOT see that coming! I would have MARRIED him! Omgomgomg; that was the best part of the whole show, next to that song people won’t let go of. (Pfft) I don’t like Kristoff at all, but THIS mofo...? KILL. On SIGHT. Before it’s too late!

Bang

7: Eugene (Tangled) - possibly the funniest and most fully realized prince (consort) Disney ever made. But the man’s a total clown. I could never take a guy like that seriously. I’M a total clown! I know clowns when I see them! We’d probably have some booze-induced romp and wake up hungover the next day, freak the eff out, and solemnly vow to NEVER mention what happened for as long as we both shall live, amen, pass the toothpaste.

6: Prince Eric (Little Mermaid) - Eric is actually the hottest Disney Prince -- MALE, Period -- I think they ever made. Totally swoon-worthy. And his castle is swaaanky~! But ISTG this Judas has zero sense, and is just as vapid as Prince Charming. You were barely conscious and this girl dragged your guppy butt out of the freaking ocean, and you barely got a good glimpse of her, but you’re ready to devote the rest of your useless life to finding her, rather than getting with the perfectly adorable (though albeit mute) chick WHO IS THE SAME REDHEAD YOU’RE LOOKING FOR YOU BLIND FOOL?!?! Omg spare me. Ursula/Vanessa didn’t even have red hair! So, yeah, he’s an idiot. But a hot one. 10/10, would do again.

5: Prince Ali/Aladdin (Aladdin) - if you’re gonna be a broke street rat, at least be the best street rat, y’know? Aladdin was probably the smartest Disney prince EVER. A bit of a liar, so we’d have to work on that “Do You Trust Me~~” shtick, but yeah. He just had a rough life (thanks to his jerkface SEXY BAMF daddy, Cassim, the King of Thieves, who I would immediately Bang, but not Marry, since Cassim ditched his wife to go treasure hunting and she died and Aladdin had to grow up an orphan all those years, the eff, frikkin scrub). But Aladdin’s freaking cute, so if I was some lonely street ratress I’d tap that. Even though I was squicked out when I heard that Disney based Aladdin’s face on Tom effing Cruise, which made me vomit a bit in my mouth. But yeah.

HONORABLE MENTION: Phoebus (Hunchback of Notre Dame) - He’s not a prince since Esmeralda’s not a princess, but he was hot, and up until Tangled I thought he was the funniest love interest Disney had. I loved his antics with his horse Achilles, and his general reactions to the shenanigans going on in that abysmally underrated show. I can’t decide if I’d just Bang him or Marry him, cuz he made me feel so bad for Quasimodo, who I would certainly Marry. But Phoebus is definitely getting Banged.

MARRY

4: The Prince (Ferdinand/Florian) (Snow White) - The original True Love’s Kiss. We know next to nothing about this dude and his magic lips, but you know what? The woodland animals liked him, and the dwarves liked him (and they hate everybody), and Snow White liked him, so I like him too. And he dressed really well, so he was probably loaded.

3: Prince Phillip (Sleeping Beauty) - I know Sleeping Beauty’s my favorite Disney film EVER, but Phil only barely gets a pass into my Top 3/4, and that’s mostly because 1: anyone who can defeat MY BISH Maleficent is a BAMF, and 2: I liked his scenes with his horse Samson -- which were interestingly enough lampshaded with Eugene and Maximus, AND Phoebus and Achilles -- I see you, Disney! But other than that I thought he was just alright. I didn’t hate him. And 3: I love his impromptu “duet” with Aurora in Once Upon a Dream; dude could sing.

2: The Beast/Prince Adam - I'm just gonna come out and say it: Is it just me, or was this dude sexier as The Beast than he was as a human? O_O

Awwww yeeeah.... I’m sorry, maybe I need to pray for my soul a little bit, but I’m just saying. Beauty and the Beast might just be the greatest Disney cartoon of all time, IMO. The Beast was freaking COOL, fighting packs of wolves and nonsense to save his bae. Also, his castle was THE BEST. Oh, so Cinderella’s castle has a ballroom -- EFF that wack-a** ballroom! The Beast’s was WAY better! It’s GOLD PLATED! He’s got enchanted servants on standby and feasts with FRENCH CHEFS and everything! Not to mention, it’s got a LIBRARY. AND there’s a dungeon. Talk about GRAVITAS. The Beast would totally go medieval on someone, I love it. Belle’s over there crying and mess. I’d be like HALLELUJAH, such a step up from Gaston~~! ^0^ The wild part is that apparently the whole story is supposed to symbolize arranged marriages, where the bride is terrified of her seemingly “beastly“ stranger of a husband, but over time gets to know him and realizes he’s not a complete and total douchelord. Just 75% douche and 25% lord. Which is way better than Gaston’s 100% doucheness, amirite.

HONORABLE MENTION: Kocoum (Pocahontas) - I kid you not, I rage-cried when Kocoum died. This SEXY HALF-NEKKID WARRIOR WITH TATTS OMFG TAKE ME NOOOW! Pocahontas was a complete IDIOT; I’d Marry his #FOINE behind and give him an effton of babies! Sexy warrior babies! *shrill battle cry* That was the most aggravating death ever, Disney. What a waste of good genes.

#1: LI SHANG (Mulan) - I would bite this man. I bought that crappy straight-to-video sequel just so I could keep staring at Li Shang, I’m not even lying. He was fully realized, hot as all get out, could kick the tastebuds out of the Huns, had THE BEST SONG Disney ever gave a dude, and I’m sure I said he was hot, right? Well, it bears repeating. Marry. Wed. Espoused. Eloped. Mated. Bonded. Holy Matrimony. SINFUL Matrimony. Everything. We’re doing it all! SIGN. ME. UP.

Lawd have all the mercy. Make whatever you frikkin want out of me, Shang! (*3*)/

So, how about y’all? Which cartoon characters are y’all pervving over?