#screnario

[zeemneen]

yae miko you will forever be in my heart for creating the sexiest femsona ever. miss Hina please marry me

[samanthachan]

Funny screnario my oc Darcy meeting charaters from other fandoms named Darcy

Should I do this

[ocvingetteficsthings]

I will make screnario imagines for ocs which are similar to the videos on YouTube that are like angel and nifty being siblings for minutes

[sugsfatbulous]

Chapter 2

- URGHHHHH! - A loud scream came out of your room. - Why? - Your voice clearly shown the frustration. - Maths? - Seo Joon asked your brother. He knows way too well that maths is your weakness. Nothing could frustrate you this much. In Woo just nodded agreeing. Seo Joon walked into your room, gently knocked on the door. - Do you need help? He picked up your notebook, focusing on the math problem, and sat down next to you while grabbing a pencil. Here, it should be like this. - Seo Joon gently explained it to you step by step. He asked if you understood it after each and patiently went through it over if you needed. Your eyes couldn't blink, they were set on his face rather than the notebook. You followed what he was mounting, but not a single word came through your ear. - POP! Yah, Na Y/N focus! - He tapped the pencil on your forehead, making you startled. Your cheeks went rosy but you could not let him know that. - I could be your tutor if you want. Just one day a week, I could manage. - Your eyes were widened in shock, knowing how busy he was with everything going on in his life. But you’re so busy I don't want to bother you. One time a week should be fine. I could manage. How about Saturday? So Saturday every week, 2 PM? Okay, all set. I will see you on Saturday then. - Seo Joon left you in shock. You still could not process what just happened. ------ Haejin tapped your head. - Yah. Did he say that? So now he is tutoring you in math? Yah. Na Y/N daebak. Yahhhhh- She screamed with excitement in the middle of the coffee shop, so loud that you had to cover her mouth.   Could you please lower your voice? - You playfully punched her. Haejin has been your best friend since 6th grade. She totally knew about your fat ass crush on Seo Joon and somewhat is more excited for you than yourself. - I am starting tomorrow. But I could tell this will be a disaster. I can’t focus on what he says... - …. cos you are too busy dreaming about having his kids. - Haejin teased you while laughing like crazy and slapping her thigh. - Ewwww no…… you ….. no - Your cheeks grew red like a tomato. - But don't you think he is way too busy for this? There must be something going on here. I don't think he would do that for anyone? - Haejin rubbed her chins in curiosity. She is definitely overthinking this, Seo Joon was being nice j because of In Woo. You couldn't help but wonder yourself, or you hoped what Haejin said had been true. ------- Saturday is finally here. You walked around impatiently… and a bit anxious. You couldn't wait for Seo Joon to come but at the same time, you couldn’t wrap your mind around the fact that you would spend more time with him… alone. - Yah. Wasseo? I thought you were busy? Why are you coming at this hour? -You heard In Woo talking to Seo Joon outside making you even more anxious-What? Tutoring? By you? Since when? - If you were doing a good job of being a brother do you think I would have to be here? Yah. She just needs some help with math. Stop being a drama queen. Seo Joon ignored your brother and walked straight to your room. - I’m here, should we start? Yah Na In Woo. Get me some water. - But why? I could tutor you Y/N ah…. I have a higher math score than him in high school - Your brother just kept nagging and nagging. Yah Park Seo Joon, get your own sister. Yah! Yah!..... Seo Joon slammed the door on In Woo’s face. - If you keep yelling I'm gonna lock the door. - Yah…. Yah….. Y/N - You could hear In Woo yelling, and a locking sound after. Should we start? In Woo will eventually stop. - Sep Joon calmly pulled the chair next to you and started solving your homework. - Let's see…. Here. Do this for me. 2 hours later, you and Seo Joon had finished, and you found your brother sitting outside of your door, waiting for you two. - Yah… Both of you …. - Yah what? Let's order some pizza. Y/N what do you want? Oppa is buying. - Seo Joon ignored In Woo once again and acted like he couldn't see the anger on his friend’s face. Seo Joon left after having pizza. While you were about to walk to your room, In Woo just cleared his throat. - How was studying? - As if that was the one thing he cared about. In Woo looked at you from head to toe, searching for an answer. - You can't have a boyfriend until college, you know that right? You just glared at him in annoyance. Your brother could be so overprotective even if it was Seo Joon. Living away from your parents had been easy, and he had been doing a very good job of taking care of you. In Woo thought he needed to replace your parents while they were away. After all, he is just 21. He was still a kid himself, getting through life while carrying huge responsibility. You got that, but sometimes he could be too much. ----- A few weeks passed, and your test result would be coming soon. You couldn't wait to see yourself fail. Seo Joon would be disappointed, and you were just too embarrassed to think about it. - Well done, Y/N. You’ve improved a lot. - Couldn't believe in your eyes. 80…. 80……. You can't wait to tell Seo Joon. You happily danced with Haejin. Seo Joon is the best tutor ever, you thought. Suddenly you heard someone call your name. Seo Joon was waiting for you at the school gate, waving at you with his stunning bright smile. Haejin kept smirking at you both. - Look, your prince is here to pick you up.- she said, pushing you over to him. - Oppa, what are you doing here? - I know you got your maths result today. How did it go? - Seo Joon smiled. - Well? - She got 80, oppa…. Can I call you Oppa? Should thank the good tutor she got lately. See you on Monday Y/n ah. Both of you and Seo Joon couldn't hide the rose blush. Seo Joon grabbed your hands and pulled you away. - Let's go. Oppa is treating you. How about BBQ?

After your meal, you two just slowly walked around Seoul. Seoul in December was so cold, but walking next to Seo Joon made your heart warm. You sneakily looked at his eyes, as bright as a star. Every inch of him was just stunning. Seo Joon suddenly turned to you. Your eyes met, he caught you looking at him. Seo Joon shyly looked away, he tried to think of something to erase the awkwardness, but he suddenly lost his words. You always had been a sister to him, nothing else. However, his feelings had been strange. His heart didn't listen to him while he was with you. He couldn't explain what that feeling was, but he knew it was growing bigger. Saying goodbye to him was hard. You wanted the night to last forever. Seo Joon waved at you with his bright smile while walking backward. Seems like saying goodbye was hard for him as well. You watched him walking away through your window, dreamingly.

[imagine-lions]

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Heyo! This is my new Voltron headcanon/scenario/imagine/etc (whatever you wanna call it) blog!

I will write almost anything; NSFW topics are a-okay with me! I can write for ships (with an exception of a few), brotps, and more! I’ll write for pretty much any character so don’t just limit yourselves to the Paladins!

I do ask that when you submit something for a s/o you specify what pronouns you want to be used, otherwise I’ll just use they/them or you/you’re.

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[mingiswow]

Paris in the rain | Moon Byulie

Pairing: Moonbyul x gn!reader (reader uses a dress but clothes have no gender so ig)

Genre: fluff

Words: 0.4k

⚠ English is not my native language, so pardon me if there’s any mistake. And you can always tell me what’s wrong.

Request by @vivlg: More mforoonbyul fluff/ smut plz

a/n: thx fo the request! I was listing to Easily by Bruno Major and got inspired to write this. I hope you don't mind I made quite short and chose fluff, if you want the smut as well you can request ^^ Also this was not proofread so sorry if there's any mistakes lol hope you enjoy xx

You heard the soft sound coming from the speaker, the wind hitting your face as you opened your eyes and saw the silk curtains flowing inside the room. The sun was shining bright and it formed a golden halo around your wife’s silhouette on the balcony.

“Good morning,” you said, a smile stuck on your lips as you lifted your body.

Moonbyul smiled at you and came to the bed direction, grabbing your body and bringing you close to her “good morning, wife” she emphasized the last word, kissing your lips.

Neither of you could control your smiles. You two were finally married, finally fulfilling your dream to start a family together.

“I called room service and asked for a traditional breakfast” she said and watched - with a pout - as you left the bed to wash your face and change the clothes.

“Fancy. I always wanted to eat croissants on a Parisian balcony” you laughed at yourself. “You know, with a beret, a cup of coffee by the table, some roses, and Edith Piaf playing in the background” you swirled your dress dramatically, making the woman on the bed chuckle at your antics.

“So you’re the main character now?” Byulie asked, hugging your waist and dancing around the room with you.

“I’ve always been” you pecked her lips and laid your head on her shoulder, “and you’re my love interest, the one I fought for”.

“I’m glad I could be part of this movie” you two slowed your movements, just stood in the middle of the place hugging each other. You lifted your head and looked at your now-wife eyes.

No words were needed at that moment, you were just reading each other’s minds. The eyes intensely staring at each other, the hearts beating in sync, the woman’s thumb caressing your fingers and your waist making you feel comfortable and safe. You could not have chosen a better lover, partner, best friend, and now wife. You had spent years together and you wished you could spend the rest of them in your life with her.

You grabbed her face between your hands, bringing your foreheads together, eyes never breaking stares, and lips almost touching.

“I love you so much” you whispered to her lips, almost as a secret to keep.

“I love you too” she whispered back, touching your lips in a long and passionate kiss.

Just as you exchanged love promises and sweet nothings, rain started to pour outside the hotel as the sun kept shining, making it look like it was raining sunrays.

"Let's go! Let’s play in the rain!” you smiled childishly to her, pulling her alongside you. “I want to dance and kiss you in the french rain”.

“But our breakfast”

“It can wait. Everything can wait as long as I’m with you” you kissed your wife one last time before pulling her outside the building with you.

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[edensrose]

❝ 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒: 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 ─────

includes: yokai!reader | some angst | reuinion of some sorts

words: 1798

Red light illuminating, visible from feet away, chatter and laughter echoing through the streets; inviting any wandering spirit who just so happened to linger nearby - like a moth drawn to flame. Any infamous being would not dare to step foot on those grounds. Who would be foolish enough to find their way into the Red Light District, if they hold such a nefarious reputation? 

Well, you. Y/N.

You are the one foolish enough to enter the District, despite knowing who you are. Despite acknowledging your reputation. 

Stares of both bewilderment and resentment could be felt on your back. Did you pay any mind to them? Of course not. The owners of said gazes recognise who you are, which in turn should mean they know what you are capable of. 

“Ebonīsunēku, is it them?’’

“Do not speak so carelessly! What if they hear you?’’

“Surely, they will strike you down like those before, interfering with the serpent is a clod’s choice.’’ 

A smirk graces your lips. So, the World Over Yonder had yet to forget your name, what a joy. Without paying mind to the lesser spirits you continued on your way. It had been years since you last walked these paths. Centuries since the crimson glow of lanterns, hung from the edges of Minka buildings, blessed your skin. When was the last time such sweet aromas of freshly baked bread and cooked meat had filled your nostrils? 

Memories flood your mind, overflowing like a bubbling pot of water forgotten over a stove. The simpler times. When your little trio would roam the District after a day of malice and blood, yearning for a night full of fun - enough to outmatch the delight of a date you all shared. The smile you have soon vanishes as a stinging sensation soon stabs your heart. 

“Have I grown so old that I now dream of the past?’’ you ask yourself, a bittersweet chuckle slipping. You stand there with your head hanging for a few fleeting moments, before walking on. Such visions are history, like almost everything in this world - it could not last forever. 

Deciding it is best not to dwell on the past you instead avert your gaze towards the array of creatures who also found their way to The World Over Yonder. Yokai, Korobokkuro, Shikigami, even Deities; all merging in as if this was their natural habitat. Such is the District, what you were, did not matter. If you are looking for a good time, you’re sure to find it here.

Although, you are pulled out of your observation when someone brushes past you. That shouldn’t be too weird, right? After all, people have been passing by left, right and centre. But…

That scent. 

Such a cold aroma. Like an ethereal breeze of the forest. Maple, perhaps pine - with a cinnamon undertone. Could it be? 

After seconds of you standing there, muscles tense and frozen in spot. Realisation bashes you like a metal bat. Your head whips backwards in a sudden burst of hope, desperation fills your eyes shimmering with red from the lights. 

Nothing. 

“No…’’ you clear your throat. “You were here… I felt you.’’ Now, your entire body turns. It had to be. There was no way it was all in your head. With that in mind, you push yourself forward and tear through the crowds. 

Where is he? He has to be here. Is that him? You gaze to the side. “No.’’ Is that him? “No!” Your shoes dig into the ground, skidding and bringing you to a stop. The sudden exclamation prompts some to spare you a glance, although no one dares to let their eyes linger for too long. 

There you stand, chest heaving, stare darting around like a mad woman. ‘Perhaps…’ your shoulders sink and your lip is pulled between your teeth. ‘... it was in my head…’ 

The dream wavers, like the flickering of a candle that is beginning to die out. ‘How could I be so stupid?’ Mentally, you question yourself. “Allowing my mind to play tricks on me… Truly, I am getting old…’’

Yet, just as you think of returning back from where you came, a voice meets your ears. Smooth, nonchalant, synonymous with the careless flow of a lazy river. You allow it to soak into your eardrum for a mere second before swerving your whole form in the direction of the familiar chime. 

In an instant, your e/c orbs widen when met with a headful of pearly white locks and matching fox ears, well - the back of it at least. That was until the male in question shifted his head and allowed you a proper look at his face. 

“Tomoe,’’

It appears ‘Tomoe’ hears you, as soon his line of vision meets yours. You almost find yourself stiffening. Time stood still, the yapping of spirits now drones out as if it was merely background ambience. The years came crashing back on you, like waves of the ocean smacking against rocky shores. He hadn’t changed, not one bit. Well… apart from his hair which was cut to his jawline. ‘Odd, he always loved his long locks.’ 

“Are you going to stand there gawking at me the entire day?”

Such harsh words throw you back into reality. Your astonished expression fades and is now replaced by a brash grin. “You’ve never been concerned with my staring before, Fox.’’ Thrusting yourself forward, you now stand in front of the yokai. 

All those millennia ago now felt as if they took place yesterday. The memories that rushed into your mind were far from sour, they had yet to stab your heart. All you could remember was your laughing trio, your family. 

“Do I know you?’’

… 

What? 

You swear the air is knocked right out of your lungs when the sudden inquire reaches your ears. “Do you know me?’’  Baffled, you repeat his question. Tomoe appears unamused. “I’m certain you’ve heard me. Unless the rumours of snakes having horrid hearing are true.’’ His brow cocks. 

Ah,

There’s that stabbing pain.

Unable to formulate words, you stand there. Dumbfounded, confused… Hurt? ‘Haven’t felt that in a while, have you?’ 

Finally, you find your voice. Your posture straightens, like that of a cobra. The grin falters in the slightest yet hangs loosely on your lips. “Funny, you’re still a trickster hmm? I suppose old habits die hard. You’re in denial. Gripping onto the faintest of hopes, hope that he is merely playing around, hope that he hadn’t forgotten you. 

Oh, how that wish shattered at his next words. 

“Believe you me, the last thing I wish to do is play around with a serpent.’’ You are met with his back as he turns back to the stall. Once again, you’re left to stand in disdain. So it is true. Tomoe doesn’t remember you. Silence captures your throat. Is this nightmare real? ‘How… How can you forget me? After everything, you damn fox!’ 

Aggravation substitutes your anguish. “You… After a-” Your sentence halts in your throat once you notice what he is doing; purchasing sake. Now, one would say that isn’t exactly peculiar - yet, it was the type of sake he chose. “Since when do you buy such pure sake?’’ The question leaves you before you can even stop yourself. 

You observe the visible irritation that flashes in his violet eyes. “I’ll ask you this only once more, do I know you?’’ His words are laced with venom. ‘I thought I was supposed to be the snake?’ 

“Y/N L/N,’’ blankly, you retort. All you are met with is a dispassionate gaze. Now it is your turn to be irritated. “Ebonīsunēku, the Ebony Snake? Ring a bell?’’ Your lips purse, surely this will knock some sense into him?

His eyes ease in the slightest, prompting your grin to return. “Of course you remember me, silly,’’ you laugh, hands sliding to your hips. “It’s about time too. Gosh, giving a girl a heart attack like that, how cruel are you?’’ Unfortunately, the grin does not hold its place for long. “Although I know the stories. You act as though we are familiar…”

Damnit, Tomoe. Is this some joke? 

Right before you can open your mouth to speak again, another voice is heard. “Tomoe? I was wondering where you ran off too.’’ Such a calm, dewy voice. You cannot help but tear your vision away from the fox in favour of said voice. There stood a tall, cloaked-cladded man. A scarf wrapped around his neck, a hat atop his head and a pair of spectacles perched perfectly on the bridge of his nose. Blonde hair frames his face, complimenting his pale skin and chocolate brown eyes. His expression is soft, unthreatening. You catch yourself starring for a matter of moments before you bring your gaze back to the yokai. 

“Who is this?’’ Chirps the blonde man, hastily making his way over to Tomoe’s side, who in turn sighs and bows. ‘Wait, why the hell is he bowing?’ Echoes your internal scream. “Lord Mikage, my apologies… It appears I ran a little late whilst fetching your sake for the evening.’’ He presents the crystal clear bottle to the man. 

‘Lord Mikage?’ Your eyes open further. So, that is why is appearance can be considered heavenly. He’s a God. How could you not have recognised him? 

Your train of thoughts derails once Tomoe speaks up again. “As for this yokai, they are the Ebonīsunēku, I’m sure you know the name.’’ You can all but watch as surprise dawns on the God’s face. “Truly?’’ His eyes meet yours. Shit. You expect to be thrown back with divine power or cursed to the Nether World. Yet… He smiles. 

“I always wondered what happened to you.’’ His hands clasp together. “They say you went into seclusion, is that true?” You gape. “I… Uhm… Yes, I… suppose you can say that…” A hand reaches back and scratches at your neck. Mikage’s smile remains plastered on his face as he turns to Tomoe. “Well, we should be heading back to the shrine, don’t you agree?’’ He pulls a pocket watch from his coat. “Otohiko will be arriving soon.”

The fox all but nods and turns, making his way towards one of the many exits. The God gives you one last glance accompanied by a wave, before he too follows; leaving you fixed in spot. Tomoe listens to this Deity… Since when? He’s always hated those divine creatures. Thoughts rush through your head as you try to make sense of what just transpired - and that’s when it hits you. “He’s…’’ Your form straightens.

“A familiar, now…’’ 

You cannot even begin to believe your own words. Although, unfortunately - it is a reality you are now facing, along with something else… 

Tomoe doesn’t remember you. 

[lovexdejun]

demon!jeno

angst(🥀) fluff(💌) smut(💋) nsfw—not smut(🍒)

timestamps

your house, 6:00pm (💌)

some dark alley, 1:44am (🍒)

the zoo, 2:03pm (💌)

outside your favorite restaurant, 8:32pm (💌)

an empty warehouse, 12:50am (🍒)

your bedroom, 5:40pm (💌)

some bar, 11:38pm (🥀)

Christmas, 9:48am (💌)

blurbs

the summoning

texts

n/a

to know love

profile introductions, p.one, p.two

more coming soon...

[missdutch21md]

I’ve Always Been in Love With You

Drabble: MC (Main Character) is struggling with the recent infidelity of Jungkook... can he be forgiven?

Jungkook x F! Older! MC  

Genre: Angst, Fluff(?) if you squint 

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: very light Yandere themes 

Length: 493 

A/N: This is just something that popped into my mind the other night. I’ve edited it I don’t know how many times. please enjoy. Also, be gentle. This is the first story I am posting! 

Please keep in mind this is a work of FICTION this in no way reflects on BTS or Jungkook as a person. This is simply a story for the imagination. 

All my love, Soul 🥰

“I can’t believe it,” I sighed as I sat on the bar stool at the counter.  

“You know that I love you,” Jungkook tried to placate me.  

I looked up into his eyes as he stood in front of me, “do you really?” I asked.  

“Of course I do, noona,” he laughed.  

I let another sigh escape my lips, this one was more defeated.  

His face fell, “you don’t believe me?”  

“How can you say that after I found out…,” I couldn’t even bring myself to say it aloud, afraid that it was going to make it seem more real. He cheated… He slept with some girl at a party, and I know that he did because I saw it. He just doesn’t know that I know.  

He gently ran his fingers through my hair to smooth it down, “you mean so much to me.”  

“Do you mean what you say when there’s no one around?” I asked, looking down at the counter, focusing on how the light caught the flecks of gold that were trapped in the granite.  

“Of course I mean it,” he sighed and moved away, apparently having given up on trying to convince me.  

He walked around the counter and to the kitchen when I spoke again. “I’m leaving.”  

He stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at me. I couldn’t hide my tears anymore as I stared down at the counter. “Excuse me?”  

“I’m leaving you,” I answered. I got up and went into our room to grab my thick winter coat.

“Like hell you are,” Jungkook growled. I flinched but continued to put my coat on with my back facing him. When I reached for my purse, he snatched it up before I could grab it.  

“Give me my purse,” I spoke softly, trying to not get angry.  

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, refusing to give it to me. I shrugged and moved to leave the room when he stepped in front of me. “I said you’re not leaving.”

“You can’t keep me here,” I countered, wiping the treacherous tears that were falling on my cheeks.  

“Like hell, I can’t.”  

“Let me go,” I did my best to speak calmly, but the sobs that started to shake my body made it difficult.  

“You can’t leave,” Jungkook choked.  

I finally looked up at him and was surprised to see tears in his eyes. “Jungkookie,” I gasped.  

“Noona, you can’t leave me,” he cried and wrapped me up in a hug. I sobbed into his neck as he pressed me into his chest.  

“I won’t leave,” I promised after a few minutes of this.  

He held me close to him as he hid his face in my hair as he continued to cry. “I love you so much,” he breathed, smoothing my hair back and pulling away to plant hasty kisses all over my face.  

“I love you too,” I cried as I clutched onto his shoulders.  

A/N:  Sorry for the angst right off the bat. I was in an angsty mood while writing yesterday.. and this is mostly unresolved... please enjoy? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Please let me know is this was readable? Should I include some literature on what some *Korean* influenced/based/culture references and words mean (significance) for some context? 

Thinking I might have to make a dictionary... reference sheet... something of the sort.. In the meantime, some Korean words used in this story: 

Noona: 

。Literal translation: The older “sister” to a male.  。Term of Endearment (like sweetie, sis) 。Cultural Significance: This is not always someone who is an actual sister. This is also used between classmates to show a close relationship. **Not always Platonic** but absolutely can be. 

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[mellowhottubjellyfish]

M. O. N. T. reaction to their s/o being scared for irrational reason

Author’s note: I like sleeping but I like Mont more

Bitsaeon You and your boyfriend's band were currently in France enjoying their day off. Although everything you were doing was really fun, Narachan started to get a little bored of sitting in one place. He made a decision to go to a haunted house, of course he forced everyone to go with him. When you got there it took only one look in his eyes to notice he was just as scared as you. But now you were happy, you all went there, 'cause scared Bitsaeon is cuddly Bitsaeon. You were more than right, you spent rest of the night in his arms.

Narachan It was just some casual night with your boyfriend. You both were simply laying in bed. At first you were spending night there just from time to time. Now you're rather living in his dorm. With him. In this bed. Every night. It was like sun to other people, the sign that the world is still going on whatever happens, just like sun raises every day, maybe sometimes you wait just a little longer, sometimes a little shorter and sometimes at all, you fall asleep with it still up and when you wake up it's (still?) there. Just like you taking shower in his shower and then laying in his bed, with or without him. Always this bed. Today you started hearing weird sound and got so frightened that you didn't even notice he was back. That made him annoyed but in the second he saw you crying, it was all washed away. "Shhh, baby, I'm here"

Roda You didn't expect to argue with Joongmin now, on a walk in the forest, which you both agreed to so you could relax listening to the voice of nature. Now he's walking way ahead of you, probably with an angry grimace destroying his handsome face. Suddenly he hears you scream. He immidiately turns around and runs to you. "What happened, cupcake?" he said pulling you to his chest "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said all of that to you". You didn't need anything more than his warm embrace, arms around you and mouth whispering encouraging words into your ear.

[hyuckflirts]

Reward - Na Jaemin

pairings— jaemin x reader (highschool!jaemin)

genre— fluff and some,, comedy i guess idk

summary— in which jaemin found your lost sketchbook that has a reward that you didn’t know was written inside it.

“Y/N, are you even listening to me?” Haechan asked as you go through your bag for the nth time. “Y/N?”

“Haechan, it’s missing.” You said to haechan and dropped your head on the table

“What’s missing?” He asked eating his sandwich.

“My sketchbook.” You sobbed and look at Haechan.

“Your sketchbook,” He dropped his sandwich. “is missing?” He screamed, you aren’t sure if he’s delighted or just shocked.

“Yes...?”

“YES!” He started laughing and jumped around the classroom.

“Oh wow okay. Glad to know you’re happy that my sketchbook’s missing.” You rolled your eyes on his and he stopped.

“I mean,” Haechan sat back down and picked up his sandwich. “oh no.”

“You’re so fake.” Haechan choked on his sandwich and looked very offended.

“Excuse me, what?”

“Why are you so happy I lost my sketchbook?”

“I said, ‘oh no’” That actually made both of you laugh.

“Whatever.” You went to your locker and seached for it but it’s wasn’t there. So you went over to Haechan’s locker and opened it.

“What are you doing?” Haechan stood beside you as you search his locker.

You just keep searching but it wasn’t there either.

“Haechan this is not funny, give it back.” You opened your palms to him.

“I didn’t take it.”

“Hey, what’s happening?” Renjun came beside Haechan.

“Haechan took my sketchbook!” You said and Haechan shoot up his arms.

“I swear I didn’t.” Haechan said but he’s smiling.

“Wait I think I saw a sketchbook in our class, I’m not sure if that’s—“ You quickly ran to the classroom screaming ‘thanks’ to Renjun.

You hear Haechan follow behind. He seems excited.

When you entered the room and there’s only one person inside. It was Jaemin. Your eyes went wide.

Now, you aren’t really that close to Jaemin. Haechan and Renjun is but, you two don’t really talk much.

And you might have a little crush on him.

And you might have a drew him absentmindedly on that sketchbook.

“Oh, My God.” Haechan whispered. “Y/N, I’ll go first, bye.”

“Wait, no! Haechan, can you please get it for m-“

“No! I’m going now bye Y/N!” Then he took off running, but he stopped. “You’re welcome by the way!” Then laughed and ran off again.

What was that even suppose to mean? You ask yourself sometimes why you’re friends with him.

You went inside the room and Jaemin is sitting on your desk, going through your drawings.

“Um,” You started but Jaemin didn’t budge. “Uh, Jaemin?” He finally looked up and he has a smile on his face.

“Y/N.” He stood up and closed your sketchbook. He scratched the back of his head. “Here.” He gave you back your sketchbook with a smile.

You smiled back and took it. “Thank you.” You sighed in relief.

“Your drawings are really good.” He smiled even wider.

“Um.. thank you.” You looked down because you can feel your cheeks heating up, both because of him and embarrassment because he probably saw your drawing of him. “So,, um, I need to go.” You started walking to the door. “I’ll see you around, Jaemin.”

“Y/N, wait.” He walked towards you and smiled again. “Wait, how about that date?”

“What date?” You asked genuinely confused to what “date” he’s referring to. He chuckled taking your sketchbook from your arm and opened it.

And there written in the front, that you’re most certain was written by Haechan, says;

If lost please return to: Y/N

Reward: A date with me.

[btssreactionss]

BTS When You’re Sick

Jin

Jin would help you out around the house, he’d cook, clean, and things of that sort. He’d cook you his Mom’ famous recipe for soup with no questions asked.

“Here Y/N, I know you’re sick so have some soup...”

Yoongi

Yoongi would come over with some tea and a blanket for you, specifically the pink fuzzy one that you always seem to use when you sleep over at his house

“Y/N I got you your favorite blanket and tea, I hope you get better soon.” 

Hoseok

Hoseok would baby you 24/7 he’d get the Disney movies ready, with some warm tomato soup, and some nice fuzzy socks for you.

“Awh, my poor baby has a fever.”

Namjoon

Namjoon would come to your house with medicine and your favorite drink, he’d give you a hit ton of cuddles while feeding you Gimbap, he’d rube your back while putting on some movies.

“I’ll be by your side no matter what.”

Jimin

Jimin would be so soft, he’d come to your house with roses and some crackers, along with orange juice. He’d hug you and hand feed you while running his fingers through your hair.

“You’ll feel better by tomorrow with my help, I promise.”

Taehyung

Taehyung would bring you a nice big fluffy teddy bear and some food, he’d set up some Netflix and cuddle you to sleep, while you were asleep, he’d run his fingers through your hair and kiss you forehead.

“Get well soon baby.”

Jungkook

Instead of him going to your house, he’d pick you up and take you to his so you would be able sleepover and so it’d be easier to take care of you. He’d wrap you up in the warmest blankets and tuck you into his bed, making sure you were comfortable before feeding you some soup

“How do you feel babe?”

[hyukmark]

We’ll Be Your Home

(Gif isn’t mine)

- Best friends Markhyuk comfort you after a break up (Gender Neutral) -

Angst with the little touch of fluff

I’m feeling all sorts of stuff recently and needed just a touch of fluff in my life, Kaizen should also be out later today!! It is quite short but think of it as more of a drabble than a full scenario~

-Stroni

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You gently knocked on the door to the dorm room, you knew you could not only get yourself into trouble but also everyone here but you couldn’t help it, you needed your best friends. The tears carried on streaming down your face, you were stupid for coming here, what if they aren’t even in? What if they aren’t the ones who open the door? You were ready to turn on your heels and run the the bathroom to cry it out but the door opened.

“Oh Y/N.” Mark pulled you into a hug, immediately you burst into more drastic tears and dampened his shoulder. “It’s okay.” He whispered, rubbing circles into your back.

He shuffled you into the dorm and closed the door behind the two of you, he then took hold of your hand and took you to his room. Haechan was sitting on the bed, his smile shifted into an angry frown as he saw the waterfall of tears flooding out of your eyes.

“What did they do this time?” He grumbled, shooting up and hugging you tight. Mark patted your back, they both patiently waited for you to calm down a little so you could tell them the story.

“I broke up with them.” You finally whispered, Haechan moved out of the hug with a shocked look, you heard Mark mutter a small ‘finally’ from beside you as well.

“W-what?” Haechan still couldn’t grasp the situation, “Why are you crying so much, did they hurt you?”

You shook your head and sniffled, remembering how much they had shouted at you, screamed at you to get out of their face as they yelled insult after insult. “I loved them.” You eventually mumbled, you let out a cry wondering why you had ever let yourself get involved with someone so toxic.

“Y/N we know you did, it’s okay to be hurt, it shows you care.” Mark soothed, he ushered you to sit down on his bed and both him and Haechan sat either side of you.

“I’m happy you did it.” Haechan seemed to be talking to himself more than anything, you saw Mark give him a wary look. “Breaking up with them...it must’ve been hard, but you’ll be happy now, which is all I want for you.”

Mark nodded in agreement, “I hate to say it but he’s right. It’ll hurt now, but look to the future, they can’t ever hurt you again.”

“Maybe you’ll see that now they’re gone, the two people that have always loved you will always be right here beside you.” Haechan smiled, ruffling your hair.

“This is the most serious I’ve ever seen him.” 

“You’re right.” You said with a small smile creeping on your face. “Thank you for being here for me, I hope the guys won’t mind me being here.”

“We made you smile~” Haechan cooed, shaking you gently out of happiness.

“The guys won’t mind, they all love you anyway.” Mark reassured you. “But Y/N we are proud of you, for getting yourself out of that situation.”

“Yh we really are, and just like our song goes, we’ll be your home.” 

“Thank you guys.” You started crying again and they both made noises of disapproval, pulling you into a group hug. “These are happy tears I swear~”

“We know we just wanted to hug you.” They both laughed, squeezing you even tighter.

Right then and there. That’s when you realised you had the two bestest friends in the wolrd, the friends you were never going to lose. They were right, they are your home.

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[Masterlist]

[imoutofinfires]

Please Don't ~ Jaehyun

Masterlist

The wind gushed around , laughing like a child,playing with it's brothers and sisters , the sun and clouds.The warm,pleasant evening felt like it could go on forever.The grass felt like a soft bed wrapped with silky sheets.The playground was now empty , for it was almost half past 6 but the excitement that seemed to be roaming with every stranger waking by , just displayed happiness.The only thing out of place was me.Me , myself and I. The devil in each story of paradise.Sad , miserable, crying till I fall asleep ,me.It wasn't like I had no excuse to be so devastated but excuses don't replace the reality.And the reality of the situation is that no matter much i would want to seem strong , not cry and seem indifferent to every single person on planet earth until I can hop onto a different planet, I can't.I cant go around telling everyone "HEY I'M CRYING HERE FOR A REASON .I'M STRONG.THANK YOU.ENJOY YOUR DAY".

I got up from the bench half heartedly as I now felt satisfied to finally see the brightness fade into night time.As I reached the front door of my apartment, I hesitated.I hesitated for the first time and felt the tears pool up again.But if he sees me like this then I'll never forgive myself.I need to destroy him.Even if I love him.

After a much needed motivation speech which I googled on the internet, I walked in.The living room was empty.Usually I would find him sitting in he living room , talking to someone on the phone and when I would walk in , he would immediately cut the call.Then he would walk up to me, hugging me, kissing me.No matter how many times I told him , I cringe a little at the obvious storyline of fanfics, I loved it.I moved on , and checked the kitchen.Nope.I freaked out a little.Its unlike him to be cooped up in a room.What if he left and is never coming back? What if he knew that I knew ? As I rushed into the bedroom , I found him.Lighting up a candle on the shelf, along with what seemed like 50 other candles placed everywhere.There was food on the bed, from starters to desserts of our favourite food and subtle music.He looked up , to look at me and smiled.Jaehyun.

Jaehyun smiling.Oh , how pretty! His smile wasn't just any smile.It was godlike.It had grace, subtle hint of playful, his eyes forming thick moon cresents but his dimples made him look like a child.A cute, cuddly ,adorable child.

Jaehyun would usually do something like this.Whenever it felt like we were drifting away from each other, it was like him to show you his 'love'. And it was like me to believe him, trust him and follow him into a virtual paradise.But now as I saw all that he did, I couldn't help but feel this ball of mixed emotions.Was it anger ? Sadness? Foolishness?

He walked towards me, cautiously taking my hand to fold safely with his,looking into my eyes.He didn't say anything but it always felt like the two of us were meant to be.The way I could feel an atmosphere of intimacy , a connection like two opposite poles of a magnet.I always thought his eyes as pure , overflowing with emotions.But now as I looked at those pools of brown , I couldn't help but feel betrayed.Ir if possible more betrayed than I was.

He took me to the bed and started talking about all that going on right now.Whenever Jaehyun talked , he was always so passionate.He would use all these hand gestures and all these expressions.Once I remember he almost blinded me while talking about a cute puppy he found on the way back.Little did I know who the puppy belonged to.

As he picked up a macaroon , he laughed at something airing on T.V..And there I was in his arms as I tell myself , for the last time.I felt a sense of nostalgia as I recalled the first time , a few years back , of the first time of our holy tradition.Jaehyun walked into the apartment, a scene of two nervous kids.I remember, it was the first time I saw him in his Dora shirt.I still had more than 100 pictures of him in it, and swore to never wear it again.But he did anyway.Telling me off how he loved to see me laugh even if it was directed at him.Later on , when we talked a little , drank a little , felt too lazy to go out anywhere , spent time on my bed , eating the cheap macaroons.It was all so good.But now I recall how he'd constantly smile at his phone at the same time.And now , the memory shatters.

After quite sometime , Jaehyun was asleep.I got up from the bed and moved towards my suitcase.I couldn't keep this up anymore.I was never the type to take revenge or be all savage and I couldn't do it now.After all , I still, even if I didn't want to, I loved him.And he hurt me.Even if he didn't mean to.

As I pulled the suitcase to the living room , I stepped in to the bedroom , quietly to grab some documents required for me to let the landlord now , I wasn't going to be here for a while.After all , a girl still has to pay her bills.But I couldn't help the temptation to look at him , just one last time.As I stepped closer , I cupped a side of his cheek and caressed my hand on the soft , chubby part.I wasn't worried about him waking up.He was quite a deep sleeper.I couldn't help my heart aching to sink back into the aura of comfort his body gave me.I swiftly paced to the living room , wiping at the tears.I wrote a quick note , just in case he still cares or if he doesn't then atleast doesn't think of filing a missing persons report.Before I could seal it, I heard footsteps.Scared just a little, I couldn't avoid the situation now.Tears were already streaming down my face as I held my bags close and before me was him.Shocked.

He was confused at first.But then soon regained his ability to speak.

"What's all this? Why are you carrying all those suitcases and bags?", he said , an undertone of panic in his voice.

At this point even him asking such a question , after all those lies and humiliation I was fuming."Why is it that you think, Jaehyun.Am I not as dumb as you think ? Am I too dumb to figure out your secret relationship? Or were we the secret one? ", I rambled.He took a moment to process it.It felt like I could perceive his thinking.The wheels turning until it clicked and he finally understood.

" Listen to me , it isn't like what it seems-

" That's rich.Thank you for everything.Dont you have even the slightest bit of respect for me? Have you never in so many years of this relationship, forget love, but never even cared for me to atleast owe me the truth?!"

He grew silent.I could see him shaking a little,a little jumpy and a whole lot of panicky.

"Care.I love you so much.I love you, and I can't even tell you how sorry I am.I love you , I am such an idiot.I love you....please.....just...please don't leave me.", he said, seemingly fear evident in his tone.At the end of his sentence he cried.

I never knew what kind of actor Jaehyun was.It was always difficult because on some occasions , like this one, he could fool everyone while on others he couldn't lie at all.Was he acting?Is this genuine?

" How am I expected to belive you.Do you know how difficult it is for me to look at your face now and see nothing but lies.You didn't just lie to me , you used me , for the gods know what reason.Is it seriously since we started dating? You tell me you love me and you continue seeing this other person? Is that bullshit that you love both of us ?Tell me.Tell me why did I out so much effort into us? Tell me why is it that you had to make me feel so humiliated? Do you enjoy seeing me in pain ?", I screamed at him.He sat down on the floor and sobbed.

"I am so sorry.I only love you.I am dumb.I have no idea why I kept it up.I don't want to and can't make any excuses for it.But I swear , just give me another chance and I will change.You and me.Just please, give me a second chance I can't live without you.Im not lying to you.I love you.And everything about you.I haven't ever done anything in our relationship to mess with you. I did everything because I love you.Please...yoi have to believe me.I love you.So much.It hurts.", he said, sobbing.And I couldn't help it too.I cried with him.But I knew that this wasn't the right thing to do, to stay with him.It was supposed to be me and him , from the start.This isn't going to change that fact.

I wiped my tears as I got out of the house.I ran and he ran after me, profusely apologising.But it didn't matter in the end because now here I am sitting again in this taxi, heading to reality.

[mingiswow]

[11:45pm] The footsteps could be heard in the hallway getting closer as your heartbeat became more erratic.

The door swung open as your boyfriend’s sigh invaded the quiet apartment.

“Oh, Hel...” he stopped talking when his eyes landed on you. You tried to act as innocent as you could, eyelashes flapping quickly. “Oh, Kitten...” Yoongi’s voice was deep. You were not quite sure if it was from tiredness or lust. Either way, it sent shivers down your half-naked body straight between your legs.

“Look at you, kitten. It’s all that for me?” he came closer to you, his cock, starting to show signs of life under his jeans, stopping in front of your face. His hands caressing your soft hair and the even softer grey ears adorning your head. You lifted your head to look at his face as you kept on your knees, hands gently placed on your lap, the claws-like nails neatly painted pink.

His eyes were devouring you. Your smooth skin bare, just the beautiful pink set of transparent lacy lingerie he gave you last week hiding your sex and your chest, his favorite leather choker hugging your neck, a shining silver chain coming out of it. The fluffy grey tail gently coming out of your back as the plug filled perfectly your other hole.

Yoongi could cum just by the sight of you. “Honey, honey. You are so perfect for me” his hands came out of your hair to caress your face, putting his thumb on your lips, which you gently sucked, closing your eyes and humming.

“Can you show what that pretty mouth of you can do, kitten?” your hands eagerly flew to his belt, unbuckling his belt and setting his hard-on free, licking your lips.

“Everything for you, master”.

[overlysensitivelama]

Kellan’s birthday means he’s a young adult. I’ve decided that he will be the heir because I don’t play enough bad guys and I think he will be fun.