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LaDs: Random Head-Canons

~ these are just random little ideas I have about each love interest, like a previous post I made, most of these have no prior canon lore to back the claim. Just based on vibes.

You and Rafayel plan your arguments. Contrary to popular belief, you two don’t fight often at all. Due to that, you two like to role play arguments for giggles. It usually ends when one of you can’t keep it together and/or the argument turns real. Which usually means it’s time to tap out and do some damage control.

You and Sylus dedicate at least twenty minutes of time before bed to lay together and gossip. It’s like having a sleepover with your bestie. You get settled, face each other, and just go on and on about whoever and whatever until your eyelids are heavy and he can’t stop yawning.

You and Zayne frequently shower together. It’s your favorite way of getting a little quality time in before starting your days. 9/10 times it doesn’t lead to sex either, just soft giggles shared under a warm stream of water while you discuss what your days hold and when to expect the other to arrive home. You even plan out your dinner for the night while shampooing his hair.

You and Xavier garden together. Not that kind of gardening, actual gardening on his balcony with plants you’ve adopted from Jeremiah’s shop. You’ve given them all names, have a detailed care plan hanging on Xavier’s fridge, and the passcode to his apartment if he’s off in a no hunt zone. They’re your babies.

You and Caleb have spa nights. I’m talking mani/pedi, face mask, hair mask, under eye patches, lymphatic massages, the whole nine yards. Caleb shaves your legs for you as a thanks for shaving his stubble since he always cuts his face up. But with your legs? He’s so gentle, so careful, doesn’t miss a single hair. He also rocks the black nail polish you applied to his fingers.

Rafayel takes note of what perfumes you buy, and jots down his thoughts on them. He’s still a little traumatized (heavily turned on) by that one perfume. The one you only have an unlabeled bottle of, the one you use to rile him up. So he takes down the scent notes from your other fragrances to try and compare to the unlabeled bottle but dammit he gets so… distracted that he can only recall one possible note at a time.

Sylus stole one of your trinkets — it was a duplicate figure from a blind box — and keeps it in his pocket whenever he goes out on business. It’s his way of keeping a piece of you with him all the time. The silly little thing makes him smile like a moron when he feels it in his pocket or sets it out on the table before him while he works. He’s named it his “mini kitten” and he’ll send you pictures of it on his travels.

Zayne designed your engagement ring himself one afternoon while listening to a colleague drone on and on about research he already knew by heart. He draws well, steady hands and precise eyes aided him in school when he had to draw out anatomy diagrams. But now? He can doodle for fun and it turns out pretty damn good. So he spent the meeting designing your ring, eager to make it real.

Xavier has a list of baby names saved on his phone. Any time he heard one he liked, he’d open his note app and jot it down. At this point, he has nearly thirty names saved, and has even discussed the topic with you and added some additions. Perhaps he’s too invested now, because all of his recommended items are baby clothes and furniture. It’s giving him baby fever.

Caleb wants to get tattoos but the DAA and the Farspace Fleet have strict policies on them. He still snuck one, a matching one he got with you shortly after you graduated high school. It’s hidden on the inside of his bicep, as is yours, and it’s another little secret the two of you share together.

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mood recently

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a thread of jungkook looking like the bestest bf in the world to redeem myself of my mistakes alright get rekt my jk babies

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kookie in Dubai ♡

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The Lie Untold

Summary: In a world where everyone has their secrets, Jung-Kook, young and naïve, wants nothing more than his marriage to a stranger to be open and honest.  His new bride, young yet experienced, knows how many lies people tell every day, but hopes her new husband never sees through her own.

A/N: A reminder that this is a “historical fiction” AU.  It takes place in a time where customs are obviously very different.  The idea of sex being more of a “necessity” and “duty” for a man and wife more than an act of love is normal for them.  Therefore, some of the stuff happening in this chapter might make you a bit uncomfortable.  Please note I would put a warning if there was anything majorly bad, though.  It’s more just…awkward, haha.

The wedding customs in this chapter are made up by me.

As not everything is explained 100% all the time by me, please let me know if you have any questions!

Vocabulary:

Mannyor: Like a mayor; not a king but not a governor, still, high in position and rich

Laiden: A woman’s handmaiden or servant

Prilan: A priest

WC: 4,503

Warnings: Mild smut, some bad words.

Chapter 1

            2.     “Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”  ― Fyodor Dostoevsky

            They were waiting for her.

            He was waiting for her.

            Not late, just the last to come.

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bangtan does disney

coming summer 2019 a compilation of oneshots based on famous disney movies from my youth

seokjin x reader | beauty and the beast | COMING SOON

↳ looking as good as seokjin did came with it’s pros and cons. no, actually it only came with pros. that is until he meets you, the most beautiful person he’s ever seen (except him of course), only there’s one slight issue that prevents him from wooing you on sight - being that you’ve been blind since birth. can seokjin reign in his obnoxious personality to win you over without the aid of his looks? or will he send you running for the hills before you’ve had chance to see what’s hidden beneath the surface?

yoongi x reader | cinderella | COMING SOON

↳ harbouring a major crush on the housekeeping staff was, without saying, forbidden according to your mother. when she finds out about your crush on the stable boy, yoongi, she arranges for the most eligible men in the country to attend a masquerade ball at your lavish home. when you bump into a handsome stranger and spend several incredible hours together, you’re left feeling as if you’re torn between two men. but is that actually the case?

hoseok x reader | sleeping beauty | COMING SOON

↳ on your hectic commute to work, you bump into a handsome stranger who blows you away with his dazzling smile. in fact, you’re so distracted you don’t notice yourself stepping out into oncoming traffic, and then you’re disorientated to find that you’re in a coma in the hospital - yet, you can hear what’s going on around you, along with the soft, sweet voice of the doctor assigned to take care of you.

namjoon x reader | aladdin | COMING SOON

↳ overwhelmed with his chaotic life as a prince, namjoon finds himself sneaking away for one night of fun in the bustling, electric atmosphere of new york at night time. there, he meets you, a girl who seems to have grown up on the wrong side of the tracks and is most certainly not the kind of girl he, a prince, should fall in love with. uh, oh…

jimin x reader | the little mermaid | COMING SOON

↳ struck down with laryngitis and put on voice rest for a whole two weeks, you’re asked to help the dancers down the hall with their spring performance, and that’s where you meet park jimin. only able to communicate via notes and texts, you begin to grow a soft spot for the boy, and his hidden talent for singing…

taehyung x reader | tangled | COMING SOON

↳ after storming out of your family home, you unexpectedly witness graffiti artist kim taehyung break up a fight. getting involved is against your better judgement, but as the sirens approach, you find yourself helping the boy up and leading him through the back streets to safety. your time with him is on a clock as your parents search for you, and police search for taehyung, but you can’t help but enjoy escaping with him - even if it’s just for a night

jungkook x reader | mulan | COMING SOON

↳ being an up and coming journalist, you’re desperate to find a story that will get you the promotion you’ve had your eyes on for months. when your friend and co-worker mentions the odd practices of Jeon Tech Ltd, you can’t help but formulate a plan to get into the one company that refuses to hire female interns. disguising yourself as a man, you work your way into he intern programme and meet the handsome son of the CEO, jungkook. growing close with him, it soon becomes clear he doesn’t share the same ideals as his father, and when you begin to develop feelings for him, you’re caught in a lie that threatens to unravel at any given moment 

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poly jungkook and jimin snapchats… just a lil idea I had. y’know.

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a lil’ lamb and his watermelon

bonus: nom nom nom

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JK: “The member who gives me the warmest comfort and is the kindest is Jimin”

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Bring The Heat (I Dare You)

by: letsgetitjk

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Humor, Eventual Romance, college!au, athlete!au, badboy!jeongguk

Relationships: Jeongguk x reader, Taehyung x reader

Length: 2.8k

Brief Summary- When you get involved with the star wide receiver and star running back of your college’s football team due to a technical incident, you end up bringing not one but two love interest in your life in the form of a bad boy gone football star and an enigmatic actor to-be. Will your love story end with a football and leather jacket, or a rose and camera?

Chapters - 1  2  3  4

Chapter 4

Get back safely, Taehyung

 'A party with a few intimate associates taking place after the main party, usually in a different location but peripherally related to the main party’. The Urban Dictionary description of ‘after-party’.

       You would describe it as a house chalk full of sweaty drunk idiots either looking to get black out drunk or screwed before 3 am. Not to say you didn’t enjoy parties, you did, but usually you would know people there, or have been invited. Not dragged along by someone you had just gotten to know that day and forced to go to an after-party with.

        You honestly don’t know how Taehyung had convinced you, but here you were, nodding along to the rap song thumping through the house with a cheap beer in your hand.

        Taehyung had disappeared about a minute ago, excusing himself to go to the bathroom. You weren’t sure if he was going to come back.

       Of course, you thought Taehyung was nice, he had even bought you (without your knowledge) a panther bracelet- which was just a simple purple rubber band with a panther paw on it- so you could start your own collection of paraphernalia. But you wondered if he was hanging around with you and inviting you to the party out of courtesy.

       You took a sip of your beer as you saw a couple that had been previously grinding on the dance floor drunkenly stagger down the hall. Use protection. You thought dryly to yourself.

       Maybe you were reading too much into it. You didn’t know Taehyung all that well, so the last thing you should do is psychoanalyze things based on basically, well, nothing. Deciding to take your mind off of pointless worries, you slipped into the crowd of college kids dancing and joined in.

       After about an hour of jumping around on the dance floor, you decided that it was time to wrap up the night. You didn’t have anything to do the next day, but you also didn’t want to be there until 2 am either. So, with your empty beer in hand (some of it may have spilled on the floor), you extracted yourself from the sweaty mass of bodies, which had diminished a little.

        Breathing heavy with your hair sticking to the back of your neck and hoodie saturated, you went to go throw away your can. Weaving your way through the hall of people socializing, someone called out to you.

       “Y/N!” The cheery voice of Jimin caused you to turn into the living area you were about to pass where he, Jeongguk, Taehyung and a couple other guys and girls sat drinking.

“Hey,” You greeted, brushing a few strands from your face, giving Jimin a smile.

He returned it, his grin blinding. “Come sit!” Jimin gestured towards the mostly filled couches.

       You were about to decline before Taehyung spoke up from his spot next to Jimin. “Yeah come sit. I saw you out dancing, you must be tired from all that jumping around.”

You blinked owlishly, a little embarrassed. “Oh you saw?”

        Taehyung nodded, the loose locks of hair moving with the motion. “Yep! I was gonna come join you but Jeongguk and Chim showed up before I could.” Taehyung scooted over, effectively forcing Jimin and the girl next to him to move, leaving a spot between him and Jeongguk.

       Regretful that you hadn’t been able to get yourself out of the situation, you took a hesitant seat between them. You felt Jeongguk stiffen in his seat as you sat down and you could tell that he was leaning away from you.

       It hurt a little, to be honest. What had you even done for him to seemingly dislike you this much? On the other hand (or more accurately, side) Taehyung was relaxed, already introducing everyone to you, his arm slung over the back of the couch and legs propped on the coffee table full of empty beer cans.

“This is Y/n, y/n this is Jackson, Mark, Yugyeom, Ally and Chaeyu.”

       Everyone greeted you politely, Jackson the most exuberant, even opting to reach over the coffee table to give you a handshake. Ally and Mark were sitting together hands intertwined, and you saw that Chaeyu, the girl next to Jimin, had a hand underneath his arm.

       The conversation moved along smoothly, jokes fluid and laughter constant, and you were able to relax a little. You leaned back into the couch, and could feel Taehyung’s arm against your neck. You thought that he would move it, or maybe even just adjust, but he didn’t do anything, only continued to laugh as Yugyeom told another funny story about football practice.

Apparently, all of the guys in the room except Taehyung played football.

       You watched his side profile as he laughed. His jawline was killer and his melanin skin almost appallingly clear. You noticed that whenever Taehyung laughed, it looked almost box-like, wider on the sides of his lips. He had a strong nose, and his eyelashes were long and thick. Not to mention his-

“Hey, y/n, how did you meet Taehyung?” Chaeyu, who was leaning over Jimin, asked.

       She was extraordinarily pretty. She had short wavy black hair, a darker skin tone and large pretty chestnut eyes that were accentuated by thin black eyeliner.

You could see why everyone thought that Jimin and Chaeyu were the perfect couple.

       “Uhm, well I met him through Jeongguk and Jimin. I only just today got to actually have a full conversation with him.” You explained, fiddling with a lock of hair before flipping it over your shoulder.

       "I dunno, I thought we had a very pleasant conversation when you came over that one time.” Taehyung commented, giving you a mischievous smile.

You glared at him before rolling your eyes. “You were the one-”

“So how did you meet Jeongguk and Jimin, then?” Jackson blurted, interrupting your comeback.

There was a short pause, before you, Jimin and Taehyung started talking at the same time.

“Well, Jeongguk and Jimin were in my-”

“I was hanging out with Jeongguk in his-”

“Jimin broke Y/n’s laptop.”

Jimin groaned as a commotion went up on the other couch, hearing Taehyung’s comment.

“It was an accident!” Both Jeongguk and Jimin defended.

       “Why are you saying that Jeongguk!” Yugyeom shouted, causing another upheaval, and then a demand that the story was recounted.

So with Jimin’s help, you explained what happened that eventful day, and then the agreement the day after.

       Apparently, your comment about Jeongguk’s porn preferences was incredible hilarious, seeing as Jackson, Yugyeom and Mark were cackling in their seats, looking like they were having a hard time breathing.

       Jeongguk flung the couch pillow at Yugyeom’s face, hitting him dead on. There was a pause before Yugyeom flung himself at Jeongguk, and you barely had time to jump from your seat before Yugyeom’s long legs landed right where you were sat.

       Taehyung was not so lucky. With a shout of anger, Jeongguk and Yugyeom started rough-housing, with poor Taehyung caught in it, subject to any hits that came his way.

       Stuck under Yugyeom’s freakishly long legs, Taehyung tried his best to escape -his face pinched with apparent pain- to no avail.

       You could hear everyone behind you laughing, Jimin’s the loudest and most contagious, and then you yourself were laughing, tears gathering in the corner of your eyes.

       You all watched on in amusement as Jeongguk and Yugyeom tussled, with Taehyung trying to escape from beneath them. He was able to wriggle his way to freedom after Jeongguk grabbed Yugyeom into a headlock, and successfully got Yugyeom to tap out, face purple.

       Your stomach was hurting from how much you were laughing. If the studies of how laughing exercised your core muscles were true, you would most definitely have a six pack by tomorrow.

       Taehyung stumbled over to your side, where you were sat on the arm of the couch next to Chaeyu, breathing hard, his dark brown hair slipping from his bun.

       “My life flashed before my eyes. I saw the light, y/n.” He looked you straight in the eyes, face dazed. “I barely escaped death.”

You erupted in giggles again, along with Chaeyu. You patted his arm soothingly.

“Hey, now you can say you had a near-death experience, Taehyung, an interesting story to tell.”

       You heard a scoff from over where Jeongguk was laying, head hanging over the armrest, chest heaving. You could see the sweat gathered along his neck and hairline. “I don’t think getting crushed by Yugyeom’s legs count as a near death experience, y/n.”

       “Why don’t you take a whirl and see how you like it! His legs are tree trunks man!” Taehyung shouted indignantly, clearly insulted by Jeongguk’s apathetic attitude towards his almost untimely death.

       Yugyeom sheepishly chuckled from where he had sat back down, Mark leaning slightly away from Yugyeom’s sweaty body.

       “Why’d you guys have to go all apeshit on each other? You smell like crap now.” Jackson was pinching his nose, voice extremely nasally due to it, and leaning as far over the other side of the couch as possible from Yugyeom.

       Yugyeom childishly stuck out his tongue at Jackson before crossing his arms. “Fuck off Jackson, my B.O isn’t nearly as bad as yours, and that’s just after practice, not to mention a game.”

       “Yeah, why are you going around judging everyone else! Check yourself before you wreck yourself, asshole!” Jeongguk shouted, pointing a finger at Jackson, who looked affronted.

“Why don’t you check yourself brat, before I do!”

“Come at me then, you won’t!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, let’s go man!”

Both of them got up. Despite the serious tones of their voices, they were both grinning maniacally.

“Do they do this often?” You asked Taehyung, turning to him.

       You didn’t realize how close he was until then, and you jerked back a little at the proximity. His unnervingly handsome face still stayed close, but you couldn’t feel his warm breath on your nose anymore.

       He chuckled, deep and rich. “Yeah, they’re just joshing around though. They’ll probably just wrestle a little bit then call it even.”

       Taehyung’s prediction was true, they barely touched each other, more like friendly punches than anything else before they called it quits and cracked open beers for themselves.

       The beers brought you back to reality, and you checked the time on your phone, only to see multiple texts from both Namjoon and Hoseok. You quietly cussed under your breath as you saw the clock read 1:07 am.

       Quite a lot past the time you said you would be back. How could time slip past you so fucking fast? Shaking your head, breathing out a sigh through your nose, you slipped off the arm of the couch.

       Taehyung noticing the movement. “Hey, you alright?” He asked, face concerned. You chewed your lip, shrugging. “Just… wasn’t expecting to stay out this late, I think my roommates are worried. I said I would be back a lot earlier. So I think I’m gonna head home now, before they call the cops or something.” You added sarcastically.

        Turning to the group, you announced your departure, with an apologetic smile after hearing the negative response. “Sorry, I honestly should’ve left hours ago, but I guess time slipped past me.”

“‘Cuz you were having fun, no doubt!” Jackson beamed, smile wide. You laughed. “Most, definitely. I haven’t laughed so much in one night in a long time.”

“We should get together again sometime, then.” Chaeyu suggested from her spot next to Jimin, who nodded eagerly.

“You fit in pretty well with our ragtag team, y/n. I think you’re the new addition.” Yugyeom mused, a grin on his face.

“Well, if she is, then she needs to be added to the group chat, or at least, we’ll need your number.” Mark spoke up.

       “Yes! I actually almost forgot- I was going to ask for your number, y/n, so we can meet up sometime!” Chaeyu offered you her phone, the new contact page open.

       You nodded, a little taken aback by their eagerness, but traded phones with her nonetheless, entering in your number before handing it back.

       “Alright, release her from your clutches guys, I have to walk her home before her friends call the cops.” You didn’t have enough time to respond to Taehyung’s comment before people were saying their goodbyes to you, Chaeyu and Jackson both giving you hugs, even Jeongguk shouted his goodbye as you and Taehyung left the room.

        “You don’t have to walk me home Taehyung, there’s no obligation.” You told him as you both made your way out the front lawn, the party a lot less crowded than it was before.

        “I know, but I want to. So, which way?” Taehyung grinned down at you, and even in the shitty lights shining out the windows, Taehyung’s face was still breathtakingly handsome. His nose and cheek-bones well defined, and strong eyebrows framing his dark eyes underneath his lashes.

       Not allowing yourself to get caught up in his anatomy, you started walking down the street towards your apartment complex, leading the way. Taehyung fell in stride next to you, and you could tell he was consciously slowing his stride to match yours.

       You both walked in silence, Taehyung’s shoulder occasionally brushing yours before moving away. It was almost comforting, in the moon lit darkness of the late night.

       The streetlights were few and far inbetween as you and Taehyung walked through the sleeping neighborhood, the waxing moon the only constant light.

       “I really like times like this,” You spoke up. “When everything else is asleep, but you aren’t. It’s like the Twilight Zone. Usually, silence would be unsettling, but in these few hours it’s comforting, like a blanket covering you, muffling out the outside world.”

Taehyung hummed, the sound soft.

       “It feels like you’re the only person around, alone in solidarity, but not lonely.” It must’ve been because it was so late that you let these thoughts fly so freely, or maybe it was Taehyung’s calming aura, but nonetheless, you felt comfortable saying these things, when usually you’d be too self-conscience to. You felt safe with him.

        “I’ve never thought of it that way,” Taehyung responded, voice thoughtful. “I’ve always disliked the dark and night, even when I was a kid. Of course before, it was because I thought there were monsters underneath my bed and in my closet,” You chuckled quietly. “But now, in the early morning hours like this, when I’m alone, it feels unsettling, and strange, like I’m not supposed to be here. Like I don’t belong, like an uninvited guest.”

        You drew your eyes to Taehyung’s profile. Most of his hair had fallen from his hair tie, and it framed his face. His hair wasn’t as long as you thought it was, reaching along his jawline, which was set stiffly. His eyes looked straight ahead, reflecting off of the moonlight.

        You didn’t respond, because you didn’t think that his spoken thoughts needed one. You and Taehyung reached the apartment building, you climbing up the metal stairs to the third floor, Taehyung following you.

       You reached your apartment door, and turned to Taehyung. You tilted your head back to see his face. He gave you a smile. “Thanks for hanging out with me today y/n. I hope you had a good time.” His voice was sincere, and his smile was kind.

       You nodded. “I really did, Taehyung. Thank you for walking me home, it made me feel a lot safer, having someone with me.” You admitted, giving him a sheepish smile.

His voice was soft as he replied, “No problem, y/n.”

You cleared your throat. “I don’t have your number.” You stated.

He blinked in surprise, but didn’t say anything.

“Can I have your number?” You prodded, embarrassment rising.

       With sudden realization, Taehyung smiled. “Oh, sure!” His face was almost glowing, and you felt your cheeks heat up, despite your best attempts at dissuading the blood flow.

You quickly exchanged numbers, and then you were standing doing nothing again.

        “Well, goodnight Taehyung. Thank you again.” You brought out your key from your bag, turning slightly to open the door.

       “Goodnight, y/n. See you around.” Taehyung waved to you, before heading down the stairs, his converses clanging against the metal stairs.

“Hey- Taehyung,”

You leaned over the railing, seeing him already at the bottom. He tilted his head upwards, face curious.

“Get back safely.” You called down to him, before quickly turning and unlocking your door, face pink.

       You missed the soft smile that crossed over Taehyung’s lips, or the fond chuckle, as you rushed to enter into your apartment.

       The only thing you heard or saw was the loud shouting of your two worried roommates as you closed the door behind you.

       Taehyung walked down the street, thoughts stuck on the pink of your cheeks and softness of your parting words. Get back safely.