#when people rightfully started laughing at the take they hid these replies and then added that only poc ppl can respond to this

[dedtoot]

The story i told in the tags of a previous post made me remember a real funny thing

One time i was threatened over making a joke about yoyo, comparing him to ghiaccio from jjba

That person?

The same one who created the tab hot take

On a fucking series anniversary no less

Remember this happening very clearly cuz i just got into jsr back then

So yeah small world

[exyghouls]

open season

(read on ao3)

TFC-NET’S 2017 Spooky Creation Event: .

↳  prank “war”

Blood rushed in his ears as Neil was shoved between dancing bodies and getting second-hand glitter stuck to his sweaty skin. The music was loud, pulsing with his heartbeat. It was the type of loud that he could feel in his stomach.

The Monsters were nowhere to be found. Kevin and Nicky were somewhere on the dancefloor and Andrew had gone to get them while Aaron went to the bathroom, but it had been half an hour and Neil had gotten tired of sitting alone at the table.

A hand on his shoulder, too firm to be a mistake, made him turn and elbow whoever was behind him--in this case, Andrew. He seemed out of breath and only just dodged the projectile. Neil’s elbow grazed his ribs.

“Come on.” Andrew pressed himself close to Neil’s side. “Already sent the idiots back.”

Neil let himself be towed to the table. Andrew’s hand was just as clammy and warm as his own. Even in late October, everyone was half-naked and drunk. Hot wasn’t unusual in South Carolina, but this was severe.

The others were waiting at the table. Kevin looked dull in the eyes and swayed a little, while Nicky was alight and smiled wide when he saw them. Aaron just looked pissed that they were leaving.

“It’s only twelve,” Aaron said. It was almost nothing more than a blatant statement.

“Work on your beauty sleep, you need it,” Andrew muttered. Only Neil heard, leaning against his side. Over the summer into his second year, Neil had spent a lot of time with Dan but even more with Andrew. Slowly, they had gotten comfortable enough that places like Eden were okay, they could touch and push like this without asking. It seemed like nothing, but every little brush of their knuckles meant the world to Neil.

The drive was silent after Kevin batted at Nicky until he shut up about whatever text he just got from Dan. Neil didn’t care all that much at the time.

The house was dark and cold; Nicky never put the heat on and Neil wasn’t even sure that it worked, but Andrew said it did. He wasn’t sure how the house was so cold. There were wooden floors and thin walls, sure, but it was too warm outside for it to be chilly.

Neil didn’t mind, especially once Andrew and he were in bed and reaching to each other for warmth.

The next morning, he saw what Nicky’s hype was about. Dan had declared in the group text, which he didn’t often participate in or even look at, that Halloween was a couple days away and it was open season, but don’t be mean. Neil wasn’t quite sure what that meant, but he was sure he would find out soon.

Mornings in Columbia were slow, especially these days. Neil went for a run and came back to coffee, made by Andrew usually, but today it was Aaron. He slid a mug across the counter to him when he returned from a quick shower.

“Where’s Andrew? He’s not in bed.”

“Probably smoking,” Aaron muttered. He was reading something from a food magazine that Nicky had in a drawer with a hundred others.

Neil made a face. “Early. Are the others up too?”

“I’m not sure Kevin will be up for another couple years,” he said dryly, a faintly humorous remark. “Nicky is alive at least. I don’t think he really slept, he was talking to Erik and planning something for Halloween.” He took a long sip of his coffee and kept leafing through.

Andrew walked in through the back door smelling like cigarettes and wearing Neil’s Fox sweatshirt. Aaron looked up at the sound of the door and got a mug for him.

He looked between Aaron and Neil. “The text?”

“About open season? Yeah, I got it,” Neil said.

“Dan is fucking nuts. I thought we called this off last year for a reason.”

Neil cocked his head to the side. “I feel like I’m missing something.”

“Oh, you are,” Nicky’s voice called from the doorway. He walked in and got himself a mug of milk and a splash of coffee. “We skipped it your freshman year, so you’ll be rightfully inducted along with the other freshies this year. And Kevin will be too, I guess.”

“What does ‘open season’ mean, though?”

Nicky seemed to shudder. “Prank war,” he said. “Not too many rules. We call council if something seems out of bounds and must consult with at least two people first so we can maybe be talked out of dumb shit. Other than that, it’s a spooky war.”

His hands tightened around his mug. Andrew seemed bored of standing and sat beside Neil at the breakfast bar. He was about to ask about the skipped year, but Nicky was one step ahead.

“During our freshman year, Seth and a couple other fourth- and fifth-year seniors decided to reenact Carrie on the soccer team.” Neil pretended that he got the reference. “Dan tried to keep it under wraps, but Wymack got wind and had a strong word with her. She announced that it was called off next year, probably to weed out the current seniors.”

“But now she knows what a menace we are, so god knows why she isn’t keeping it off,” Aaron added.

Nicky hopped up to sit on the counter. He didn’t have to jump too far. “Actually, I heard that the upperclassmen were planning a revolt if she did.”

Andrew made a small sound like a hum, leaning forward on his elbows with both hands around his cup, looking in like it would splash cold water on his face and rub the sleep out of his eyes for him.

Nicky made a wounded sound when he saw Kevin walk down the stairs, phone in hand and the group texts open. He was obviously hungover and tired, but that didn’t stop him from entering the kitchen and asking the cousins, “What the fuck is this?”

“It’s a--”

“I know what it is, Nicky.” He turned to Neil. “You aren’t participating in this, right?” He looked towards each twin, and back to Neil. “We have to practice, we don’t have time for this shit.”

Neil had recently been partaking in the joys of always taking any side that isn’t Kevin’s. “I don’t know, I’m already coming up with a couple ideas.”

“Andrew?” Kevin looked at him like he was his only hope. He just shook his head and took a long sip of his coffee. Kevin scowled and look around at them. “You’re all fucking idiots,” he mumbled, walking back out and up the stairs.

When the shower cut on, Andrew looked at Neil and made a sound like a scoff that could have been laughter. “Surprised you’re taking part.”

“I’m putting shaving cream in your pillowcase.”

“You’re sleeping on the couch.”

Aaron and Neil rolled their eyes simultaneously, both for different reasons.

-

The first “prank” was quickly struck. When they got back to the Tower and went to their rooms, everyone found little jars of candy on their nightstands. There was a note on each one that said “TRICK OR TREAT! -Renee” in blocky letters. Most of them were balls of chocolate with wrappers that looked like eyeballs, gummy brains, and severed limbs made of hard candy. Andrew’s, however, was full of bite-sized Snickers.

The second strike was by Matt. Everyone was surprised that he lived. He had meant to spray someone with silly string but was not expecting Andrew to come around to bring a revision paper to Aaron. He got a bruised shin and a warning, this time.

Pranks were being pulled left and right. Neil decided to forego the shaving cream, electing to sit back and watch for the time being as the upperclassmen had at it. The girls had completely renovated Matt’s closet with lingerie and scandalous skirts and dresses, forcing him to wear that to class because they wouldn’t tell him where his clothes were. Nothing was long enough to hide the garters. Allison did get shaving cream in her pillow, courtesy of Nicky after he asked Neil if he could use it.

On the roof, only a couple days after the war had started, Neil and Andrew were looking over the campus and smoking, letting the cooling South Carolina air wash over them.

“Surprise attack,” Neil said, kissing Andrew’s cheek in the middle of his sentence.

“What?” He raised an eyebrow at Neil, who was grinning like an idiot.

“I pranked you. Now that that’s off my itinerary, I can prank Kevin and Nicky. You were saying?”

Andrew rolled his eyes. “You have a list?”

He shrugged a little. “A short one. You were talking about what Aaron had said yesterday?”

Neil was met with narrowed eyes. “What are you doing to them?”

A shrug. Neil knew exactly what he was going to do, but Andrew didn’t need to know that.

He lept into action the next day. He had long conspired with Matt on this one. He took the Maserati to get juice boxes, brussel sprouts, and rubber rats, bringing them to the dorm while Kevin was in class. He took all the liquor into Matt’s room in a laundry basket and replaced it with juice boxes, saving only Andrew’s chocolate cake vodka. It was precious, he could only find it at one store in Columbia. He hid it in their room.

He had printed out a picture of Pennywise from It, which Nicky claimed had led to his fear of clowns, and taped it to the outside of his window. Renee agreed to dip the brussel sprouts in chocolate and make truffles for him, as long as she got to give some to Allison, because she seemed to genuinely think it was funny as he confided in her at practice.

Kevin found out first. He got back to the dorm and was looking to drink away the apparent pain Dan had caused him by gluing cockroaches to his locker, looking like they were coming out of the vents. He went to find nothing but Juicy Juice in place of his vodka and looked around, confused.

His eyes met Neil’s, who raised his eyebrows and resisted a smile. “Need something, Kev?”

“What did you do?” he asked, his voice more grave than Neil had possibly ever heard it.

He could only shrug. Kevin proceeded to unbox a strawberry banana juice and stab a straw through the top.

Nicky fell victim next. He went to get something from his room and screamed so loud, Andrew looked up and at a laughing Neil.

“Why?” was all he asked.

“Pennywise,” he replied. “I’ll be honest, I had to look up who that was.”

Nicky walked out with the cutout computer paper, depicting the clown in question. He seemed thoroughly spooked, but not serious. “Didn’t Dan say not to be mean?”

“Well, she glued bugs to Kevin’s locker, so.”

Nicky laughed. “Yeah, sure, that was just Dan.”

The rats were for the egg carton. Aaron wasn’t amused but he didn’t seem scared either, which ruined Neil’s mood until Renee brought over a container of chocolate-covered brussel sprouts.

He figured, dying by Andrew’s hand was a noble death.

“Want one?” he asked, holding out the container and chewing on a chocolate that was specifically not the sprouts. He took one and nodded his thanks, not looking up from his calculus textbook. He popped it in his mouth and chewed for a second before pausing. Neil took a couple steps back.

“Neil?”

“Yes?”

“Is this a brussel sprout?”

“Trick or treat,” he said weakly, trying to hold back a laugh. Andrew got up to spit it in the sink and grabbed some real candy from their bowl. On the way back to his chair, he stood close to Neil and flicked him on the forehead.

“That was such a non-reaction.”

Andrew shrugged and sat. Monotonously, he said, “My heart is broken, only to be repaired if you give one to Kevin.”

Neil couldn’t help the twinge of happiness he got at “my heart,” mostly because it was unexpected and in part because it was so dramatically Andrew, a side of him that Neil didn’t get to see as often these days.

The war came to a cease at the Halloween party, after Nicky’s hair was tinged blue and Dan was stuck in a cellophane door trap, after Neil, Aaron, and all the girls found glitter bombs in their books from an anonymous benefactor.

The Foxes and Vixens partied in the basement of the Tower. No costumes required, but everyone who wore one got chocolate martinis courtesy of Nicky. Andrew and Aaron both managed to hawk one off of him anyway. Aaron told him he was his favorite cousin to get one while his brother stuck to intimidation, but Neil got a taste of Andrew’s nonetheless. Not that he drank it.

They sat on the roof in the early hours of the morning, thankful that they both only had afternoon classes the next day as they traded cigarette smoke for secrets and kisses for drags.

Andrew dug into his pocket and pulled out a baggie of Oreos. He offered one to Neil, who took it with a small “thanks” and bit into it, only to spit it off the edge of the roof.

“You’re a child,” he said, trying to get the taste of mint out of his mouth. Looking at the piece of Oreo still in his hand, it was clearly toothpaste between the cookies.

Andrew kissed him quickly, as they had been doing moments before. “Payback,” he muttered, before biting Neil’s lip and melting the offence away.

[kookiejiminbts]

No one knew

Pairing: Jikook Genre: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, alpha Jimin, omega Jungkook WordCount: 2,5k

No one knew Jungkook was an omega, he hid himself well behind black clothes, cocky behavior and overall badboy aura. No one knew – except for Jimin. And ir's not his scent that gave him away, there was almost none of the usual omega sweetness. No, it was Jimin's wolf that recognized him as his mate. But Jungkook was still a pup so he had no idea he just found his other half. The alpha decided not to tell him nor the others, no one noticed anyway.

Their first meeting was somewhere at the end of september. Jimin was sitting in the school canteen with Bangtan – a group of the smartest, prettiest and strongest. People regarded them as a gang but they were more of a family. Namjoon, their leader and undeniably  the smartest student – he was like an elder brother to all of them, always willing to listen and help if anyone had a problem. His mate, Seokjin, was everything an omega could be – kind, nice, polite, delicate, smart and beautiful. He treated the members as his own family, they were all precious to him. 

Together these two were the most popular couple in school. Two of the other members were Jimin's childhood friends, Hoseok and Taehyung. They were called a „sunshine couple” - always loud and cheerful, brightening everyone's moods. Yoongi, a musical genius, an alpha with a bad reputation that was actually created by Yoongi himself, who just wanted for everyone to leave him alone. But he was a nice person if u got to know him better. 

There were many more members of Bangtan: Jongdae, Chanyeol and Baekhyun – another popular couple; Hakyeon, Wonshik, Daehyun, Hyoyeon, Bomi and few others.

It was Hoseok's sister who brought Jungkook to them. Jimin didn't notice them at first, he was too busy hitting Taehyung who tried to steal his lunch. When Jungkook introduced himself and the alpha turned his head to look at him – that's when it happened. His wolf woke up inside him and howled, it felt like someone just punched him in the stomach with a strength of a speeding truck. He quickly turned back, almost choking. His canines grew longer, the need to claim what was rightfully his overwhelming his senses. It was strong and Jimin almost gave in. He clenched his teeth and started taking really deep breaths to calm himself down. It took him some time, while the rest introduced themselves to their new member.

When it was Jimin's turn he was already as calm as he could be in this situation. He jumped down from his seat and walked up to the pretty boy. He hugged the omega, inhaling his scent. It wasn't sweet, how it should be, but Jimin liked it nonetheless. His eyes flashed amber but no one noticed, not even himself. 

„Hey. I'm Jimin, I hope we'll have a lot of ….....fun” he whispered into Jungkook's ear. He pulled back and smirked, seeing Jungkook's slightly flustered expression. He found it unbelievably cute and he wanted to see it more. 

The alpha turned around and went back to his seat as if nothing happened. But a plan settled in his mind, a plan to see all of the omega's expressions. He wanted to make him blush, he wanted to see him all hot and flustered, to see him cry and laugh. He wanted to see everything, all that Jungkook was, is and will be.

Since that day Jimin has been always unnecessarily close to Jungkook, always ignoring his personal space. He constantly showered the younger with affection, no matter if he wanted it or not. A touch here and there was enough to stop the omega mid sentence or at least make him stutter. At some point Jungkook gave up and stopped trying to push Jimin away when the elder wanted to hug him. Did Jimin take advantage of that? Oh hell yes he did.

Hugs were a daily routine now but he especially loved to back hug the younger, where he could bury his face in Jungkook's neck. He could feel how the omega's body responded everytime he did that. The younger would tense at first but then he'd become completely relaxed. Once he almost fell asleep like that. Jimin cherished those little moments, they were all he has until the younger matures and recognizes him.

When asked about his behavior towards Jungkook, Jimin would always say that he reminds him of his younger brother and so he feels the need to baby him and annoy him at the same time. It wasn't a lie but with Jungkook there was so much more to it. The closer it got to the omega reaching maturity, the sweeter his scent got and the more anxious Jungkook became. He came from an all alpha household and his parents kept denying he was an omega until the end and when it was certain he was no alpha he should be, well, they kicked him out. He didn't beg them to let him stay, he just packed his most precious things plus some clothes and left. 

He ended up where he least expected – on Jimin's doorstep, but it was the only place that felt right. When Jimin saw the state Kook was in, he more or less figured out what happened. The boy was soaked from the rain, eyes and cheeks red from crying, sports bag almost falling from his shoulder and his expression like he didn't care anymore. Jimin pulled him into a hug, not minding that his own clothes would get wet. „I'm sorry, Jungkookie” he said, before the younger could even open his mouth. The alpha didn't ask what happened, he just gave him a new home where he could be himself.

Later than day after Jungkook finished taking a shower but was still in the bathroom, Jimin barged into the room. He just meant to give him a towel, of which he forgot earlier, but stopped at the door after he realized the room was filled with his omega's sweet scent. His self control wavered and instinct kicked in. 

The alpha walked up behind the surprised boy and wrapped his arms around his waist. „I brought you a towel and we need to talk” Jimin said, resting his chin on the younger's shoulder. 

„But do we need to do it here” Jungkook asked, fighting with himself not to blush under the elder's stare as he was just in his underwear. 

„Not really, I just needed an excuse to come here in hopes of seeing you naked” the alpha replied, the omega's scent reducing him to a typical alpha. „I'm just kidding.........or am I?” he added, winking at the boy. 

That was enough, Jungkook couldn't take it anymore. „Stop doing this, hyung. You're being unfair” the omega murmured with a hurt expression, and run out of the bathroom. Jimin facepalmed himself for being an idiot and letting his instincts take control, and followed after his mate.

He found him curled under the cover on his bed. He crouched in front of it, taking a deep breath. „I'm sorry, Jungkookie. Please don't be mad at me” he apologized, slowly caressing his hair as it always seemed to calm the younger, plus his hair was the only thing not hidden under the comforter. 

The omega didn't speak for a while and Jimin just waited patiently, never stopping his hand's movement.

Minutes passed and Jimin thought the younger fell asleep but he was proven wrong as Jungkook turned around and uncovered his face slowly. His cheeks were stained with tears which made Jimin feel sorry even more. 

„I can't do this anymore, hyung. I can't” the omega whispered, his eyes getting teary again. „ They said I brought shame on them and I'm no longer their son and that they never want to see me again. My parents hate me for what I am and my brother told me to stay away from him because I smell and he doesn't want to do something he's regret later. Then there's you with your teasing and all the other things you do to make me embarrassed. Why are you doing this? And from the very beginning? Everyone thinks I'm an alpha, I act like one and I never denied being one. So why? Do you enjoy making me suffer?” the last sentences were said with so much hurt and confusion Jimin almost gave up and told him everything, almost. 

But he didn't want his mate to cry anymore, not because of him, not ever. He cupped Jungkook's cheek with one hand. „Baby” he started and hearing the nickname the younger's heart stopped for few seconds „ I knew you were an omega the first moment I saw you in the school canteen that day Hyeri brought you to join us” he explained.

Jungkook was so shocked he stopped crying. Jimin knew? How? That still didn't explain anything to him. „How did you know? No one knew” he asked, suspicious. 

Did Jimin know his elder brother or something? Nothing in him seemed omega like, he acted like any other alpha, so he couldn't just guess. Jimin smiled. Despite being good at practically everything, Jungkook could be really oblivious. 

„You'll find out really soon” he just assured him, not spilling anything. 

„Why can't you just tell me? You're being unfair again!” the omega yelled and his lips formed a permanent pout. 

„It will come to you, Jungkookie. Sooner than you think” Jimin replied, making the younger even more frustrated. 

„Were you teasing me just because you knew I was an omega? Did you like making fun of me that much?” Jungkook questioned, he was really mad at the alpha. 

His stomach clenched everytime he thought about all the teasing, all those not so subtle touches and comments, that made his blush instantly. He was sure Jimin saw him as an alpha, like everyone else did, and was just making fun of him. If he knew all along and still did it to make him suffer...........the boy wasn't sure if he could handle that.

Jimin started leaning closer and stopped when he was just millimeters from the upset boy's face. His eyes never left the omega's doe, shiny ones. 

„I'd never make fun of you. You mean everything to me and I'd never hurt you. You're just really cute when you get flustered” he confessed and without waiting for the younger's reaction he closed the distance between them. 

It was more of a peck than a kiss but Jungkook went through a lot that day and Jimin didn't make to make him worry more. 

„Go to sleep now, baby. As long as I'm beside you I won't let anything happen to you” he placed one more kiss on the younger's forehead and left the stunned omega alone in the bedroom.

Jungkook dozed off not so long after his hyung left. He was too tired to think and he didn't want to misunderstand something because of it. The next morning he found himself snuggled into Jimin's chest with the alpha's arms wrapped tightly around him. Enveloped by the elder's body and his heavy scent, Jungkook felt safer than ever before. Like here was where he should always be, next to Jimin because Jimin felt like home. He didn't give it much thought at that moment thou, he just blamed it on his waking up omega instincts.

The younger didn't go to school for the next few days. With his permission Jimin told some of the Bangtan members what happened. Seokjin was really worried so they had to have a long talk. It turned out he knew all along that Jungkook was an omega and he also knew they were mates. He watched with amusement how they relationship developed. 

When Jimin asked him how he knew everything, Seokjin gave him the most obvious reply. „Your eyes, Jiminnie, they flash amber when you look at him”. 

The answer was simple yet the black haired never noticed his eyes changing color. He must have had a funny expression because Seokjin giggled. „It's really obvious you're whipped for Jungkook, you know. You're not subtle at all” he added and well, Jimin couldn't argue with that. Few things changed when Jungkook started going to school again. He wasn't ogled by the omegas anymore, now he had to bare the stares of all the alphas, that were far more uncomfortable. 

That's why he stayed in Jimin's protective circle whenever he could. He didn't like the attention he got from the alphas, he wasn't used to people treating him like a sexual object, he wasn't used to people treating him like he was lower. He became more reserved, preferring to stay at home with his hyung, rather than go out with his friends.

The closer it got to his birthday, the more nervous and unpredictable he was. He would snap if an unmated alpha came too close to him and not once Jimin had to stop him from murdering someone. Jungkook didn't know how to be an omega, he didn't know how he should act, what he shouldn't do and that made him scared. 

But he craved the elder's attention. He wanted to make him smile, make him laugh,, make him jealous. It made Jimin way more possessive than he's like to admit. He was so pleased whenever the omega clinged to him in public (which surprisingly happened quite often) and he would glare at anyone who dares to as much as look at his baby. 

Watching those two was like a variety show for the rest of Bangtan, especially for Seokjin who just couldn't wait to see them mated. The day of his birthday Jungkook woke up unusually early. With his eyes barely even open he glanced at the still sleeping Jimin. And he finally understood what the elder was talking about that day. With his eyes now fully open and pupils blown wide, he leaned to sniff at his hyung's exposed neck. 

It was like a drug, the alpha's scent...........his alpha's scent. Jimin was his alpha, his mate, his other half. Jungkook couldn't believe he was this dumb and didn't realize it earlier. Everything that the elder said finally made sense and he was so happy he wanted to scream. 

With a smile on his face and tears shining in his eyes, he curled on Jimin's chest, pressing himself as close as humanly possible, and buried his nose in the elder's neck. The steady heartbeat and warmth radiating from Jimin's body slowly lulled Jungkook back to sleep. 

And Jimin....he was awake the entire time. Keeping still those few minutes was the hardest thing he had to do in his entire life. When he felt Jungkook's body settle on his and his nose pressed to the juncture of his neck, he was sure the younger realized they were mates. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook, the omega releasing a content sigh. 

„My......alpha” the younger mumbled in his sleep. 

„Yours” Jimin agreed, after his heart skipped a beat.

This is on of the fics that didn’t copy, I finally managed to finish it. Hope you guys enjoy this one ^^  ---------More jikook written by me here ------- Ps/ I write too much abo au’s but how can I stop when I love them so much