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[kithtaehyung]

i need a fwb fic! wherein they both can't stand each other except for sex!! and please someone from hyung line!

title: in a shit mood pairing: yoongi x reader(f) rating/genre: m (18+) ; smut

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"You're despicable."

"So are you, love."

"That's not what you said the first time."

"I lied."

Grunting, you shove your annoyance back onto your bed, mounting him despite the sludge of hard feelings coating your chest. "Shut up, Min," you seethe before pushing your lips onto his. "I'm in a shit mood today."

He has the audacity to laugh, large hands coming up to cup your ass after he asks, "When are you not?"

Fuck Min Yoongi. For more reasons than one. "When I'm not around you," you fib, grinding your hips into his growing erection and welcoming the heat you immediately feel.

"Then hurry up, princess," he snaps back. "I got somewhere to be, so. Your shit mood'll only last a few minutes."

"Good." You reach back to move one of his hands straight to your damp cunt, and he knows exactly what that means. Besides, you didn't wear just a skirt for nothing. You needed this to be as quick as possible. "Can't wait to get rid of you."

"What a goddamn lie."

"Just shut up and fuck me like a whore."

An angry laugh puffs in your face, and you welcome the way rough fingers dig into your flesh.

Because yes, you're in a shit mood.

And he's the only one that knows how to fix that.

"Yeah. I fucking intend to."

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i wish you would write a fic where...

[basicallywhiterice]

Jisung + enemies + “I need you to pretend we’re dating”

Halfway through the charity fundraiser, when you’ve just finished distributing your third tray of champagne, Jisung finds you at your table.

“Hey. How are you?”

You’re immediately suspicious. “Since when do you care?”

He sighs. “Um, I need you to do me a favor. I’ll do something in return,” he rushes out when he senses your oncoming rejection. “Please, it has to be you.”

You rest your left hand on your hip. “What favor are you thinking of?”

“I need you to pretend we’re dating. I know,” he winces upon seeing your expression. “My ex is here and she can’t seem to take the hint. And she’s told everyone else attending that I’m ‘off-limits’ and apparently she’s threatened them too, so I can’t ask one of my friends.”

“She sounds like a piece of work,” you admit. Still, you’re not convinced. “So instead of making your friends’ lives miserable, now she’ll make mine miserable?”

“I didn’t think of that…” He scratches the back of his neck. “Crap, she’s walking over. Please, I’ll do anything. Please.”

A girl in a golden dress that looks expensive enough to be made from real gold approaches you two. “Jisung, there you are!” she calls in a mock friendly tone. Her expression is anything but friendly.

“That’s her,” he whispers. “Please, I’ll owe you big time.”

He looks distressed, and you like the idea of Jisung owing you. “Fine.”

You set your champagne tray down and turn toward his ex, letting Jisung do the talking. “Hey… long time no see, huh?”

“I missed you, ‘sungie.” You hold back a laugh. Jisung pokes your back, then wraps an arm around your shoulders. His ex’s eyes immediately narrow. “Who is she?”

“Oh, this is y/n, my girlfriend.” You force yourself to smile and fire off a greeting.

She shakes her head—you want to deck her in the face—and says, “I didn’t know you dated staff members.”

You glance up at Jisung, expecting him to be embarrassed, but he clenches his jaw. “Y/n is so hardworking, so much more than anyone here flaunting their wealth. You know, it’s one of the reasons why I love her.”

The party fades away; it’s just you and Jisung now. He smiles softly. “One of many reasons.”

[mercurygguk]

drabble game | round 1

here’s a master post of the drabble game based on prompts from this post

an. some are requests, some aren’t

also, please don’t request any of the prompts already listed below. i won’t do the same prompt for different members, sorry.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

1. — “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” | pjm

2. — “That’s starting to get annoying.” | jjk

3. — “I’m too sober for this.” | ksj

4. — “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.” | jhs

5. — “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” | jjk

6. — “She’s hiding behind the sofa.” | ksj

7. — “I lost our baby.” | ksj

8. — “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.” | knj

9. — “You’re satan.” | pjm

10. — “Dogs don’t wear clothes!” | myg

11. — “I don’t want you to stop.” | knj

12. — If you can’t sleep... we could have sex?” | kth

13. — “Please put your penis away.” | jhs

14. — “I had a bad dream again.” | pjm

15. — “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.” | kth

16. — “How could you forget your son’s birthday?” | kth

17. — “Hold still.” | jjk

18. — “I’m not wearing a tie.” | myg

19. — “How could I ever forget about you?” | knj

20. — “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic...” | myg

21. — “How is my wife more badass than me?” jhs

22. — “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.” + “Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.” | myg

23. — “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.” | unknown member

24. “They’re not your kids, back the f*ck off.” | knj

25. “Welcome to fatherhood.” | kth

26. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.” | ksj

27. “Does he know about the baby?” | jjk

28. “I need a place to stay.” | pjm

29. “I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.” | kth

30. “Stop being so cute.” | jhs

[kittae]

🎃 Halloween requests = OPEN!

Seeing as i will not be able to finish the big halloween surprise fic in time (what’s new aye) , i will be doing some fun drabbles instead! 

I’ll be reblogging sentence starters and/or prompts, where you can combine your fav member with your fav sentence/prompt in my ask box! 

👻You can find all prompts and lists under the # spooky prompts 

GO HAM!!!I’M EXCITED!!!!

[gguksgalaxy]

Jungkook, and his black belt ass + 57 prompt WOO!

SEND ME SOME DRABBLES!!

You woke up from Jungkook uncurling from your body at the ungodly hour of 6am. He chuckled at the groan you left you, fingers grasping for him to stay in bed a little longer.

“i’ve gotta go,” he smiled as he peeled your fingers off the waistband of his shorts. “I’ll be back before you wake up.”

“When are we gonna sleep in together,” you asked, trying to keep your eyes open, following him around the room as he got dressed. “It’s Easter, who the hell goes to work out at 6am on Easter Sunday.”

Jungkook had that bad habit of loving to work out, an ability you would never understand. But what baffled you more was that he preferred to do it at the crack of dawn. He’d been doing kickboxing for a few years now but apparently training twice a week wasn’t enough. No, boys gotta go work out on all the other appointed days. 

“Please,” you begged. 

He came over to you, kissing your forehead. “Let’s talk about this when you’re more awake, hmm?”

You nodded sleepily, turning over onto the warm spot where he was sleeping not too long ago, and falling back asleep. 

Jungkook was late, or well he was late for his usual time. You were in the process of making a breakfast, because even if he was going to go out and work out on Easter you were going to force him to sit his ass down n have breakfast with you. 

He stumbled through the door, showered, cheeks red from the cold. “Oh, what’s this?”

“It’s called Easter, you little shit, sit, eat.”

Jungkook dropped his bag and came over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. “What’s with this domesticity, is this your new thing?”

You groaned. “Jungkook, sit down or I will fight you!”

He laughed, a beautiful sound that you couldn’t help but smile at. “You can’t fight me, that’s an empty threat.” He kissed your cheek, the corner of your jaw, the crook of your neck. 

You squirmed in his hold, trying not to drop the plate in your hands. “Teach me how to fight then? If you refuse to stay in bed with me like normal couples then I’ll just go to the gym with you, hmm?”

Jungkook snorted, turning you around and taking the plate from you. “Not in a million years, you’d hurt yourself.”

“You’re just scared that I will beat your ass,” you said with narrowed eyes, punching his chest lightly.

“Beat my ass? I love you,” he smiled, tightening his grip around you.

“i’m not joking!” you pushed his chest again, trying to get him to let go. “Jungkook! Let me go!”

He lowered his lips to your ears with a grin. “Fight me,” he whispered, as he hauled you over his shoulder by the waist and carried you to the bedroom like that. 

[bangtanbabeloveyourself]

Can I request Tae and the reader being an artist..

Of course! Added to the list Char 💜

[gguksgalaxy]

Hey guys ik ive been gone for a while now but i want to write some things to relax my brain. So please send in 1-2 prompts + a BTS member of your choice!

send me a pairing and a number and i’ll write you a drabble

(Part one: 1-50)

51. “What the hell are you wearing?” 52. “Can I kiss you?” 53. “Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?!” 54. “I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.” 55. “Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?” 56. “I can’t stand the thought of losing you.” 57. “Teach me to fight.” 58. “I’d die for you. Of course, I’d haunt you in the afterlife but really, it’s the thought that counts.” 59. “Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay I’ll never leave you again.” 60. “Before you decide to murder me, let me explain…” 61. “I love you. I’m completely and utterly in love with you. Please don’t get married.” 62. “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” 63. “Stop running from this. I know I’m not the only one who feels it.” 64. “Are you ticklish?” 65. “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.” 66. “The only thing I want is you.” 67. “Of all the people I could’ve gotten stuck in an elevator with and it just had to be you.” 68. “PILLOW FIGHT!” 69. “Why the hell are you bleeding!?” 70. “You���re so beautiful.” 71. “Kiss me, quick!” 72. “I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it.” 73. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” 74. “Don’t let go.” 75. “I’m going for a swim. Do you wanna join me?” 76. “I need you to pretend we’re dating…” 77. “There was never a choice.” 78. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you.” 79. “That’s the third time I’ve saved your life!”  80. “How can you think I’m anything but hopelessly in love with you?” 81. “I need you to leave.” 82. “This is all your fault! I can’t believe I listened to you!” 83. “It’s always been you.” 84. “I’m dying.” 85. “I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own.” 86. “I guess dying with you isn’t the worse way to go.” 87. “You were never just my friend.” 88. “Don’t panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married…” 89. “I’m not leaving you!” 90. “I can’t do this anymore.” 91. “I remember everything.” 92. “What do you want me to say?” 93. “I tried, but I just can’t stay away from you anymore.” 94. “I bet I can make you scream my name.” 95. “There’s no going back if we do this.” 96. “I never thought you’d hurt me but I was wrong. You hurt me the most.” 97. “I want you and I know you want me too.” 98. “I can’t watch you with someone else. It’s tearing me apart.” 99. “We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.” 100. A quote of your choice.

[seventeen-scenarios-blog]

here for the drabbles game! 'don't ever fall for anyone else' with seungcheol highschool!au, please?

10: “Don’t ever fall for someone else”

A/N: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ENJOY

- Scooped ✌️

Genre: AngstWord Count: 994Warnings: Some vulgarities

“Cheol ah, what’s this?” you pointed at an unfamiliar envelope placed neatly on your desk, coloured in golden yellow, with written blue initials of your name.

Seungcheol woke up from his nap, stretching out his right arm that he had been resting on, and gave you a sleepy expression, squinting from adjusting to the day’s light, then looking to you for clarification.

As you gestured towards the envelope, both of Seungcheol’s eyes shot open, grabbing it before you could do so yourself.

“Hey!” you said, giving Seungcheol a glare as you took back the piece of paper that he was intently staring into.

“Open it!” Seungcheol hollered, leaning dangerously close to you as you opened up the silver lining of the envelope.

“Geez okay! Why are you more excited than me?” you chuckled, pushing away Seungcheol’s face which was literally blocking your sight from the envelope.

You pulled from within a piece of pink-coloured paper, and read what was neatly written on it.

Whenever I’m around you, I feel like life’s complete. I don’t know what to say, But you make my heart beat.

“I’m keeping this,” Seungcheol said, snatching away the piece of paper from your hands.

“What, why?” you questioned the boy, confused as this was clearly not his business.

Seungcheol just shrugged as he tosses the letter into his bag, not letting you near it anytime soon.

As the day came to an end, the sun was setting, the school bells were ringing, signaling the start of the weekend. You’ve just returned to your seat from the restroom, and that’s when you realised another similar note, same patterns around the corners, and same handwriting on it’s front: 

To, dearest Y/N ❤️

I’m falling really hard,There’s no stopping me this time.I think you’re there to catch me,To finally let me shine.

Once again, Seungcheol was by your side, reading the new note without your permission. Once again, he was dangerously close, the both of you were standing next to each other, and you got a shock when you turned to look at him. His perfectly-angled jaw was all you could see, and the situation didn’t improve as he turned to face you. You could feel Seungcheol’s breath tickling your nose as he looked down at you.

Before you knew it, Seungcheol snatched the letter away while you were distracted with his gaze, and like the previous time, he tossed it into his bag. Seungcheol then said in annoyance, ”Y/N, we’re going for a movie together tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 8pm,” before carelessly swinging his bag over his shoulder, leaving the classroom.

Confused once again by Seungcheol’s attitude, you assumed that he was just having a bad day.

Now, you’d be lying if you weren’t thinking about those letters. They were love letters. You have an admirer, but, who is it? When did he leave the notes? How come you never realised even once? Maybe Seungcheol knows. After all, he is the only witness.

You’d also be lying if you thought nothing about Seungcheol’s attitude. He was cold, didn’t talk to you other than about school work. On other days, he would often talk to you about everything, like what you ate for lunch, or what you’d be doing after school, you loved these casual conversations with him. But today there was none of it, other than the fact that he took away all your secret admirer notes. It was as if he was jealous. But why would he be? Why would he ask you out for a movie all of the sudden? Was Seungcheol the sender of the letters?

You were left confused as things didn’t add up. Things didn’t make sense. You then sighed and picked up your bag, and spotted something while looking over Seungcheol’s desk. You opened your eyes wide, shocked at the sight before you. You immediately grabbed what seemed like other letters, all in different colours from the previous two, determined to get to the bottom of things when you meet Seungcheol.

“Did I do something wrong?,” Seungcheol asked for the fifth time ever since he set foot into your house.

It was 8:45PM, fifteen minutes till the start of your movie, but there you were, sitting in the corner of your bedroom, refusing to talk to Seungcheol.

“At least tell me what I did wrong, it hurts me to see you pissed off,” Seungcheol said, squatting next to you and pleading you with his doe like eyes.

You gave a big sigh. You had to know the truth. You gave seungcheol a glance, finding a worried expression on him. You stood up and went to your bag, revealing the letters that you found the day before, the main reason why you were so angry.

“Tell me why you were angry yesterday, tell me why I found this in your desk, and tell me why you’re hiding things from me!”

Seungcheol’s face sunk when he saw the colourful letters, sprawled over the bed where you threw them. Seungcheol traced his fingers over them, and then reached out to grab your wrist, “…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, but it’s really not what it seems like, i can expla-”

“Explain what!” You exclaimed, shaking off his hand which was wrapped gently around your elbow. You were clearly more affected by this than you imagined to have been.

“It never even concerned you in the first place,” you said, looking away from him.

Silence.

“Who the hell said it didn’t concern me?” Seungcheol said, you swore you could hear him choking from his deep, trembling voice, obviously in shock by what you said.

You looked up, to see Seungcheol looking down to his feet, hands dangling at his sides.

“I like you, Y/N,” Seungcheol said, as he turned to face you.

He placed both his hands on your shoulders, looked into your eyes, and said:

“Don’t ever fall for someone else.”

[snowdelion]

"What do you mean, you never get hugged?" Sylvain looked at Byleth, brows raised. She was flushed from drinking, lips curved in a small smile. The sun had since long dipped below the horizon and their weekly tea-time had turned to turned to drink-and-vent-time. It was rare for Byleth to drink and even rarer for her to get talkative - Sylvain intended to take full advantage of the situation. They were sitting opposite one another in Byleths small writing chambers, the orange glow from the dying fire casting everything in a dreamy dim light.

"Just so. Apparently I'm unapproachable and intimidating," she took a swig of her drink, "and Jeralt wasn't big on well, affection."

"Well, that won't do. What do you do if someone hugs you?"

Byleth rolled her eyes. "I hug back. I'm not made out of stone Sylvain, I'm just not very good at it." Sylvain pondered her words. It made sense. All throughout their time in school she'd been respected but also held at a distance for most of them, many students finding her stoic nature hard to connect with. It made his heart ache a little bit, thinking back on Byleth trying and failing to understand why people acted the way they did. Five years later and it seemed something in her had shifted but the old distance was still present. She was a leader, a teacher, almost mythical at this point. No wonder she looked lonely at times.

"Come then." Sylvain stood up, flashing her a grin. "Up."

Byleth blinked at him, squinting a little bit as if she could read his intent through sheer will. It was sort of adorable. Then again, Sylvain had always found her fascinating and with her return that fascination had grown to warmth, heart aching pleasantly whenever he spent time close with her.

"What are you planning?" Byleth set her tankard aside - because of course Jeralts daughter drank out of a tankard - and stood up, still eyeing Sylvain suspiciously.

"Oh my lady," Sylvain bowed, "you must allow me to teach you the noble art of hugging." A smile tugged at his lips when he heard her sigh fondly. "It's an invaluable skill."

"Oh, is it now," she rolled her eyes again - if Sylvain kept this up she might break her record. "Show me this invaluable skill then."

Sylvain straightened up and met her gaze and the reality of what he suggested sunk in. It had been a joke, at first, but now Byleth was looking at him with guarded curiosity in her eyes and the idea of drawing her into his arms made his chest feel heavy and light at the same time.

"Well," he started, clearing his throat when the word came out raspy. "You start by extending your arms, obviously."

"Obviously," she echoed and raised her arms up. Sylvain swallowed and stepped closer, gently touching her elbows and drawing his hands up to her shoulders. The air felt thick and he tried to force a jovial grin. He'd done this plenty of other women, surely it wasn't different because it was Byleth.

Of course it was.

"Then you go in for the kill." Byleth opened her mouth to respond but he tugged her forward, smoothing his hands down her back until she was flush against his chest. Something inside him told him that this went beyond the playful flirting he usually kept up, that he was doing this for his own selfish gain but when Byleth exhaled and relaxed in his arms all other thoughts died. She still had her arms up as if unsure what to do with them so Sylvain hummed, turning his head and mumbling into her hair, "You usually hug back at this point, put your arms where they feel comfortable." Byleth nodded against him and slowly he felt her arms circle his waist, bringing them even closer together.

Surely she felt his heart beating out of his chest? Or perhaps his heart had stopped altogether?

Standing like this Sylvain realised how small Byleth was. Her firm hold on his waist betrayed her true strength and realistically he knew she could snap him in half and he wouldn't even have time to register it happening but despite that she felt vulnerable in his embrace. Soft and warm, he felt her chest raise and fall with every breath she took.

This was where a friend would step back. This was where Sylvain should step back - but he found he couldn't bring himself to. Instead he rested his chin on top of Byleths head and rubbed small circles on her back, swallowing hard when she tilted her head up and let her breath fan over his neck.

Of course it was different. It was Byleth, whom Sylvain had watched, admired, mourned. The others made fun of him for his puppy crush and he played along like he should because how would anyone understand? She saw him as a person before his crest and still they had left her behind for five years -

"Sylvain..." His train of thought came to an abrupt halt when Byleth broke the silence, voice muffled against his chest. "Are you crying?" Was he?

"If you needed a hug you could have just told me," Byleth continued when he didn't respond, "No need for an excuse."

Sylvain swallowed and pressed a kiss to the crown of Byleths hair. Fuck it, he was already way past the lines and didn't even wave as he passed them. "You're too kind, By." No excuses. As if that was something he could promise.

[iridescentxstars]

General Drabble Game

Please remember that for every game you must give the idol (that I write for), AU, a situation and a dialogue. Requests that do not meet that requirement will be deleted and it is my decision whether I write it or not.

Pick an AU!: → ceo!au                 → coffee shop!au                 → college!au             → established relationship!au                 → fantasy!au                             → fake dating!au                 → fwb/one night stand!au         → ghost!au                 → mafia!au               → roommate!au → royalty!au               → siren!au               → soulmate!au                         → spy!au                 → superhero/villain!au               → vampire!au               → werewolf!au                           → domestic!au → fairy!au                 → hidden relationship!au → high school!au           → meet at a party!au → mermaid!au                           → neighbor!au → stripper!au                               → demon!au OR → an au from one of my existing fics Pick a situation (number): 1. by the firelight                         2. seeing the other dressed up 3. long distance relationship       4. forced to share a room/bed/chair/etc 5. drunk                                     6. fighting 7. one-sided love                       8. not wanting to be alone 9. first kiss                                 10. in denial 11. childhood friends                   12. polar opposites 13. accidentally falling asleep together               14. slow dancing 15. forbidden love                       16. after a long day 17. working late at night               18. distracting the other 19. protecting                               20. dark secret 21. lazy day in                             22. cuddling 23. after a bad fight                     24. teasing 25. jealousy                                 26. desperate 27. enemies or rivals                   28. stuck somewhere together for a long time 29. cold and wet                           30. cleaning wounds 31. morning after                         32. cooking 33. in the hospital                         34. making out 35. love proclamation                   36. spending a holiday together

Pick a dialogue (number): 1. “don’t be an ass.”                       2. “i can’t trust you.” 3. “is that a threat?”                         4. “well, you’re coming with me whether you like it or not.” 5. “keep your eyes on me.”             6. “i let you win.” 7. “make me.”                                 8. “i knew you’d be mad.” 9. “you’re out of your damn mind.”             10. “how did you find me?” 11. “we’re not ‘fine’.”                       12. “it’s okay to cry, you know.“ 13. “you’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?”               14. “you’re not as quiet as you think you are.” 15. ��don’t lie to me.”                     16. “don’t worry, i’ve got you.” 17. “i’d still choose you.”               18. “maybe i’m just crazy.” 19. “that wasn’t very subtle.”         20. “don’t touch me. we’re fighting.” 21. “i’m not doing this.”                 22. "i’m not scared, i swear.” 23. “are you trying to seduce me?”               24. “trust me.” 25. “we always have a choice.”         26. “take off your shirt.” 27. “i have a secret.”                     28. “you don’t mean that.” 29. “how long do we have?”           30. “i can’t stand seeing you like this.” 31. “can you shut up for five minutes, please?”                 32. “how long have you been standing there?” 33. “i married an idiot.”                   34. “i won’t let you get hurt.” 35. “i don’t do hugs.”                     36. “if you die, i’m going to kill you.” 37. “let me help you.”                     38. “is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” 39. “if i kissed you right now, what would you do?”           40. “i know it’s late, but i don’t know where else to turn.” 41. “i shouldn’t be in love with you.”             42. “marry me.”

dialogue list compiled from here: x x x x  (if you want to use this drabble prompt list you’re welcome to as long as you copy this credit to the other blogs!) also thanks to @velvetchen and her drabblegame lists for these

[kithtaehyung]

Yoongi. Angst. Seeing his kid get excited at their stepfather Jimin coming to pick them up.

title: what are you standing around for?

—

There aren’t many things that Yoongi is proud of. If he is truthful with himself, his regrets far outweigh his accomplishments.

But he is proud of his son. Because that little boy reflects all the parts of him that he loves.

And all of those parts are the ones he found in you.

“He’s here! I see him!”

Yoongi takes his chin off his palm and his cheeks force themselves to widen. “Well, what are you standing around for, kid?” he jokes, remembering with a clenched chest that you used to say the same exact thing to him. “Get your bag!”

“Going!”

The little one scampers away from the wide window, the blinds swaying in the aftermath of his tiny grip.

And as Yoongi gazes out into his driveway, his expression falls, the dark blue of the car waiting out front a reflection of his hollow, empty existence.

—

i wish you would write a fic where…

[basicallywhiterice]

Minghao + college + "Before you decide to murder me, let me explain"

“Are those my leftovers.”

Minghao freezes mid-chew, bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. “Good afternoon…?” he mumbles around a mouthful of your noodles.

You kick off your shoes on the way to the couch, where you gently swing your backpack off. Then you storm over to your dining table. “Listen here, buddy, it’s about to be nighttime for you.” Pause. Minghao swallows, and your fury returns. “I specifically told you, hands off my ramen that I spent hours making.”

“I know…?”

“And you still ate it? Any last words?”

“Before you decide to murder me, let me explain! I saw your text saying not to eat it.” He shoves his bowl out, revealing his half-eaten instant ramen instead of your handmade leftovers.

“Oh.” Maybe you should have more faith in Minghao moving forward. “My bad.”

“Yeah, I also didn’t have lunch,” he admits. “I was cramming for a bio test. And you usually have better food than me, so I dropped by. Even though I just ended up eating this,” he swishes his bowl and sets it down.

You immediately feel guilty. “Why didn’t you say anything? If I knew you were skipping meals, you could’ve eaten whatever you wanted.”

“I’m fine, I just needed an afternoon snack.”

“Are you sure you don’t want anything else?” You walk toward your refrigerator and look inside. “I have some ribs from two days ago if you want any meat.”

“It’s fine. If I wanted something else, I would’ve taken it. Really, it’s ok.”

You close the fridge. “I guess. But you can’t keep substituting ramen for a meal.”

He shrugs. “I’m taking you out to dinner after I’m done eating, so it should be fine.”

“You are?”

He rubs the side of his face. “Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I wanted to take you to the night market tonight. I’ve heard it’s pretty good.”

“Oh! That sounds great. But you’re going out in that?” You eye his hoodie and sweatpants combo. “You make me change every time I go out with a groufit.”

“Nah, I don’t really care, but it’s usually on warmer days when I know you’ll regret it.” He pauses, looking you in the eye. “Besides, like you with food, I guess that’s just how I show my love.”

[mercurygguk]

drabble game #1 | pjm

pairing; bodyguard!jimin x reader

— prompt; 2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

genre; fluff

living a life of a chased one isn’t easy. the constant fear of being caught and taken is always in the back of your head, always warning you and keeping you away from certain parts of the city. a traumatic experience of kidnapping has you on edge 24/7 and it has almost always been like this, just up until recently.

a few months ago, a beautiful man with his head held high walked into your father’s house. he gave off the arrogant vibe but you were soon to be shown otherwise. your father had hired this man to protect you, to be your personal bodyguard for whenever you had to leave the house, not that it happened very often.

and now, months later, you’re feeling much more safe with jimin by your side. knowing that he’s standing on the other side of the door helps you fall asleep at night and the fact that he’s there the next morning too removes a bit of the constant fear.

but the nightmares won’t go away. no matter how much you try or no matter how long you try to stay awake, the nightmares come back to haunt you in your sleep. and that’s when you wake up in a shock, eyes wide and panting for air as you sit up to catch your breath.

you don’t know what’s going on until jimin rushes through the door, quickly making his way to your side. without thinking, you fling yourself at him, falling into his chest as tears fall from your eyes. the sobs raking through your body shakes you in his arms, his hand stroking your messy bed hair as he cradles you to his chest.

“y/n,” jimin whispers, still holding you, “look at me.”

you sniffle, shaking your head. jimin has never seen you this affected by one of your nightmares and to be completely honest, you have developed quite a crush on jimin and you don’t want him to see your tear-stained cheeks.

“hey, hey, calm down,” he says softly, cupping your face between his hands to make you look at him, “they can’t hurt you anymore.”

you nod as you sniffle again, eyes still not meeting his. “hey,” his voice softer than anything as his thumb caresses your cheek. you look up at him, “i won’t let them, okay?”

you nod, feeling thankful as jimin pulls you back into his chest. and you believe him when he says that no one is out to get you, and if they are, he won’t let them get anywhere near you.

[imagines-impossible]

Sherlock Holmes #51-Drabble Game

           "I don't want you to be normal I want you to be alive."

You looked around as you rushed down the hallway, looking for his room number, your heart hammering in your chest, so loud it pounded in your ears as you slowed down, counting the numbers of the rooms as you passed, hunting for the number. "Oh please, please, please be okay." You muttered, pushing the door open as you looked around yourself, Sherlock sat in the bed, staring out the window as you came in, his eyes instantly pulled to you. "Oh thank god." You sighed out, running a hand through your hair as you came over to him. "Sherlock what the hell were you thinking?" You asked, setting a hand on his as he shrugged slightly, as if it was nothing. "That I had a case." He replied simply. "You bloody idiot. You're lucky you're alive." You said, sitting on the edge of the bed carefully, holding his hand tightly. "You know I won't disappear if you let my hand go." Sherlock said quietly after a moment, reading your body language. "I know." You said after a few seconds, you were more then happy he was alive. "You could've had a normal boyfriend (Y/N), you just had to pick me though..." His voice trailed off, looking away from you. "I don't want you to be normal, I want you to be alive. For someone so smart you can be a bloody idiot." You said, as he smiled a ghost of a smile, watching as you leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

[gguksgalaxy]

Me again lmao Taehyung + 69 looks rad

SEND ME DRABBLES!!

“TAEHYUNG!!” your scream tore him from his sleep, and he sat up with a racing heart unsure of what had just happened. “TAE!!” At your second scream he leapt from the bad, skidding down the stairs barely dressed in only a shirt and boxers. He almost stumbled over his own feet to find you standing in the kitchen, holding a towel over your hand with blood staining the white fabric. 

“Why the hell are you bleeding!?” he exclaimed, moving to come over to you. 

“Stop! There’s glass everywhere, put shoes on,” your voice was trembling, and it was only then that he noticed you were bare footed and standing amongst shards of glass. They were all over the floor and the counter. You sniffled, tears in your eyes. 

Taehyung looked at you. “Hey, it’s going to be okay, hold on.” He put on his slippers and stepped into the glass beside you. “What happened?” He cupped your cheeks in his hand, making you look at him. 

“I - I was making coffee and the thing, it just exploded in my hand,” you said, pointing at the handle of the coffee can that was sitting next to the drip. “I’m really sorry I didn’t mean to –”

“Shhh,” Taehyung said, pressing a kiss to your nose. “It’s alright, I can get a new coffee machine. Let me get you out of this mess so I can look at your hand.” He wrapped his arms around your waist. 

You shook your head. “No Tae, just get the vaccuum, I’m way too heavy for this!” You squealed when he lifted you up. “Taehyung!“ 

He sat you down on the kitchen table. "Too heavy, please, I’ve bigger concerns, like your bleeding hand. Is it bad?" 

"I - I don’t know,” you mumbled. 

Taehyung took care unwrap the towel from your hand, finding a deep gash in your palm that immediately started bleeding again. “I think we may need to go to the ER with this." 

"No, no, please,” you whined, closing your eyes in fear. “It’s not that bad, I’ll be fine, we can just bandage it up." 

He took your hand and pressed the towel against the wound. "Listen, okay, I know you’re scared and stressed right now, but I need you calm down a little bit. I’m here, and everything will be fine." 

"I don’t want stitches,” you whispered in fear. 

Taehyung’s expression softened, knowing you were terribly afraid of needles. “I know, but I think it’s good if we let somebody look at it. I’ll be there with you, I’m not going to just leave you alone.” He kissed your cheek, hugging your gently. “I’m here." 

You softly cried onto his shoulder, and he held you for a little bit until you calmed down. "Are you not mad?”

He frowned and looked at you, unsure of what to say. “Why would I be mad?”

“I broke your coffee machine and now you have to drive me to the ER on Easter. Oh my god we were supposed to meet my parents this afternoon!” you sighed. 

Taehyung kissed your lips, shutting you up. “Listen,” he whispered. “It’s just a stupid machine, you’re way more important than that, don’t worry about it. And I’m sure your parents will understand too. Let’s get dressed." 

You stared at him with glassy eyes. "Tae, I love you,” you blurted out for the first time.

[bangtanbabeloveyourself]

Hey! For Taes drabbles can I request a mafia au where hes unknowingly dating a cop. He only realizes it when she shows up at a call from shots fired and is put in danger? Kinda angsty/possibility for fluff? I dunno. I've had that idea stuck in my head and it may sound silly. Thank you anyway!

Of course! I've never done a mafia au before so bare with me a little bit. But I'll definitely have it ready for his birthday so keep an eye out!