#jk decided to play a prank

[joonberriess]

teeth. ☆ j.jk

⋆ TAGS — ghostface!jk, breaking in, TW: non-con to dub-con (oc does NOT consent verbally even if she does participate hence the dub-con), brief knife play, cunnilingus, degradation, misogyny(?), objectification, blow jobs, brief face/skull fucking, fuckin in the woods, unprotected sex, nasty talk by jk, possessive!jk, hints of kidnapping/captivity, fear play, facial, jk is lowkey yandere, iconic what’s your favorite scary movie scene but my style, DEAD DOVE, slight praises, ass n coochie worship cause jk is a ass man certified LMAO, cheerleader!oc, college setting

⋆ WORD COUNT — 4.2k

⋆ now playing: teeth - 5sos ⋆

“Color me your color, baby, color me your car, color me your color, darling, I know who you are,”

The music blared loudly, you hummed under your breath while lining over your lips with a dark lip pencil. The hour was getting closer and you realized you had to speed things up if you wanted to meet with your friends on time (you had been stuck in your cheer uniform ALL DAY). You moved around your room quickly while tossing articles of clothing onto your bed, no outfit in particular on your mind.

You uncapped the red lipstick and ran it over your lips slowly, filling in the blank spaces and blending the two colors to perfection. You decided a white long sleeve tucked into your mini jean skirt would serve as a perfect combo. If you were lucky, maybe that cute college senior Kim Seokjin would give you his jacket to wear. The idea has you smiling like a dummy.

Before you can slip out of your skirt the phone downstairs begins ringing loudly. You could have very well ignored it but you don’t feel like listening to your parents nag at you for not picking up the phone if it happens to be them. “Ugh, seriously.” You mutter and quickly run downstairs to the kitchen.

“Hello?” You softly sigh while twirling a piece of your hair around your finger.

“Hello,” some guy’s deep voice greets you, he says nothing else and you tilt your head in confusion muttering a soft ‘yes?’. “Who is this?”

Immediately you frown in confusion and balance the phone between your ear and shoulder, “Who are you trying to reach?” You pop a piece of chicken from your mom’s leftover casserole into your mouth.

“What number is this?”

“Uhh..what number are you trying to reach?”

“I don’t know.”

You hold back a deep sigh and check the time behind you on the clock, you really don’t have patience for this nonsense. Especially for some weirdo who’s either prank calling or just doesn’t know how to work a phone. “Then you have the wrong number,” you eat another piece of casserole, “it happens, take it easy though.” You hang up quickly before he can utter another word to you.

You had just set the phone down when it began to ring all over again, “Ugh…hello?” You stare at the decorative ceiling in annoyance, “Hello?” You say loudly when the other person doesn’t say anything for a few seconds.

“Why don’t you wanna talk to me? Just wanted to apologize, ‘s all.” He says with a teasing lilt, but it sounds more condescending than anything, “Just wanna..get to know you.”

You ignore the nasty little shiver you get down your spine when he talks to you like that, a deeper part of you is literally drooling over how this guy’s voice sounds but too bad he’s a weirdo though.. Your gut twists uncomfortably as your eyes dart to the side to look out the patio doors. “Okay..well you’re forgiven now, bye.” You go to hang up.

“Wait–if you tell me your name I’ll tell you mine.”

You can’t help your scoff, “Yeah, right. I don’t think so, why the hell would I give you my name? You sound like a total creep right now, you know that?” You huff and open your fridge up for a drink, “Besides, what’s your deal anyways? You keep calling and I’m obviously not who you’re looking for.” You complain while uncapping a bottle of water.

“Because,” he calmly starts, “I wanna know who I’m lookin’ at right now.. Pretty red lips and a tight little uniform on,” he draws out huskily.

You immediately go still, “W-What…how do you..?” you look around the empty kitchen and living room. “This isn’t funny.” You quickly head down the hall to the front door, making sure the locks are set before you go back to the living room and make sure the patio doors are locked as well.

“Never said it was babydoll.” He muses, “Though I do gotta admit, red looks spectacular on you, wonder if you got more around here in your drawers.” He trails off, the sound of drawers slamming close and another opening could be heard on the other side of the line.

You wait with a bated breath listening carefully, you slowly turn your head to look up at the ceiling. There’s a low thumping noise that follows the sounds you hear from the phone. Your eyes slip shut as you try to control the sob that’s about to come out of your throat, “What do you want from me?” You croak in a tiny voice.

“What’s your favorite scary movie sweetheart, hm?” His footsteps are heavy as he starts walking around upstairs in your room.

You blink your tears away and stumble towards the hallway to your only escape route: your dad’s office. “I-I don’t like any scary movies,” you whimper quietly, “p-please, I don’t wanna die.” You sniffle. You can hear him humming in the hallway upstairs now, causing you to duck into the office as silent as you can.

“That wasn’t my question. Time’s ticking babydoll, I’m not exactly a patient guy you know.”

“H-Halloween..!” You whisper-yell, “I like Halloween.”

“Which one?” He asks, you can hear him loud and clear at the bottom of the staircase, “Hm?”

You sniffle softly and back away, “Rob Zombie’s version,” you utter softly and hear him pause in his footsteps. He stands there for a few seconds before he slowly draws nearer and nearer. Your eyes squeeze shut as a terrified whimper escapes your lips, before you can plead with him the door slowly creaks open and a hooded figure stands in the doorway with the phone held up to his ear. You stare at him, the phone slipping from your trembling hand as it slams to the floor with a loud thud.

He tilts his head to the side and raises his gloved hand to wave at you. “Hey there sweetheart,” he purrs from under the mask.

You scream out in fear and knock over the desk chair, you’re lucky as hell your dad has a set of patio doors himself. You slip through the doors and run down the small hill, looking back and forth in time to see the hooded figure chasing after you.

The sounds of leaves crunching and branches snapping fill both sides of your ears. Adrenaline kicks in like never before and has you running the fastest you’ve ever moved in your entire life. If you can lose him in the woods you’ll make it to your neighbors’ in five minutes tops, might even get lucky if you detour to the main road but the hill to climb up will only slow you down.

“Don’t be like that babydoll!” He calls out from your left? Right? You don’t know where his voice is coming from, and quite frankly you’re too scared to look. You hear his heavy footsteps (now) directly behind you before a hand tangles itself in the back of your uniform top, gripping it tight as he stops you from going any further.

The force itself is enough to send you flying to the ground, knees scraping hard against a tree stump. You break your fall with your hands, crying out from the pain that erupts in both palms as tiny twigs and rocks dig into your soft skin. “Gotcha.” He chuckles and squats down to your level to admire your bruised form. You must have gave him a run for his money with how hard he’s breathing under the mask.

“P-Please!” You crawl backwards, back hitting the tree stump, “I don’t wanna die,” you pathetically cry, “I promise I won’t tell anyone if you let me go.” Call it cliche but it was worth a shot to plead with your killer? Stalker? You don’t know anymore.

He tilts his head, “Heard that one before, you’re not the first to beg so sweetly like that babydoll. Almost melts my poor little heart,” he coos mockingly, “but don’t stress your pretty little head over that, you’re not meant to use that brain of yours—meant to sit and look pretty for me.” He purrs and reaches out to run a gloved hand over your dirt stricken thighs.

You curl away and try to escape his touch, “Why are you doing this?” You whimper quietly, watching as his hand rubs circles over your bruised knees. A tremor runs down your spine as his leather gloves run over your shaking thighs, his touch feels scorching hot despite the cool material of his gloves pressing against your skin.

“Been watchin’ ya for a while,” he murmurs, “night n day—just imagining allll the different ways I could have you. Bet you’d look pretty with a mouth stuffed full of cock, wonder how pretty you’d look with cock deep inside your little cunt baby,” he trails off while giving your thigh a rough squeeze, “always did wonder how that pussy tastes.” You can practically picture the shit eating grin he must have under the mask.

You hate that his nasty words have a bubbling heat building in your lower stomach, it shouldn’t be that arousing to you yet here you were in the middle of the woods being fondled by your stalker while he talked about how much he wanted to fuck you. His voice even sounds hotter in person vs the phone.

“Penny for your thoughts?” He chuckles.

You land a harsh kick to his arm with a loud, “Get off of me!” You quickly turn over to stumble to your feet while he curses under his breath and stands to chase after you.

He’s not so gentle this time with the way he snatches you and slams you right up against the tree trunk, letting the chips and splinters bite into your skin unforgivingly. “Thought we were over this,” he growls, “was gonna treat you nice and sweet but by the looks of it you just wanna be tossed around like the filthy little slut you are,” he hisses in your ear while pressing you tight against the tree.

You whine loudly and push back against him in an effort to get him off of you, “Let me go—let go!” You growl angrily, “you’re a fucking psycho creep!” You grit your teeth while trying to turn to look directly at him.

He doesn’t shy away from hurting you to get you to become docile again. He pins both wrists behind your back in a tight grip, squeezing both of your hands until you hear a low threatening pop. A pained little whimper escapes your lip as he forces your head against the bark, “You gonna sit still like a good girl or do I have to tie you up?” He growls menacingly.

“I-I’ll be good!” You cry out as the pain starts to become unbearable.

“What was that?” He whispers in your ear, “Couldn’t hear ya.” He smirks.

A quiet sob slips from your lips as you slump over in defeat, “I-I’ll be a good girl.” You softly reply, too hung up on the pain to reply with the unbridled anger you feel right now. “Just please—let me go.” You sob.

He ignores your cries and instead brings out a rather intimidating looking hunting knife, it cuts into your skin almost right away with the slightest little touch. “Please no—” You immediately begin, thighs shifting as they slide against each other in an attempt to block him from either cutting or stabbing you. The only thing you achieve is the blade running into your thigh and slicing a small line downwards.

“None of that now babydoll,” he whispers while letting your wrists go and setting his big hand over your hip, “just sit still and look pretty for me yeah? Don’t need to think, just feel.” He breathes out as he guides the knife up your skirt, letting the sharp tip (which you noticed was slightly curved like a hook or something) hook under the side of your panties.

Your poor heart hammers in your chest as you begin to hyperventilate, “W-What are you gonna do to me?” The blade tugs at your panties, no doubt already piercing through the flimsy little material.

“Fuck.” You hear him whisper from behind, “You’re driving me fuckin’ crazy you know that?” His tongue clicks in annoyance as he suddenly yanks the knife down, a loud riiip following in suit, as well as your terrified scream/sob. “Gonna have a taste now babydoll, put your hands right there—yeahhh, good girl. Keep ‘em there baby,” he has you bending over with your legs spread wide apart and your hands over the tree, “ ‘s like a fuckin’ dream back here, fat little cunt n a nice ass.” He whistles while smacking his hand against your poor cheek.

You bite your lip as the cool air fans over your moist cunt, at this point in time you have long given up making any excuses as to why your pussy was drooling for this weirdo. Still didn’t mean you were less scared but you figured if you complied the faster things would go over. “Look at this slutty pussy, already leakin’ like a bitch in heat. Does a scary man like me chasing you through the woods get you goin’ sweetheart? Maybe you’re a little more fucked than I thought.” He chuckles.

There’s a brief pause and you wonder what he’s doing back there, so you turn your head to look at him when you gasp softly. He has the mask thrown off to the side, his face in all his glory—messy black hair and a lip ring with an array of piercings on his ears— he sits there with a shit eating grin, “Guess the cat’s out the bag huh?” You eye him with distaste before turning back around, you had at least hoped he was ugly or something.

“God,” he groans, “can’t get over this ass,” he mutters to himself while smacking both cheeks and pulling them apart to expose both of your holes to him, “wanna see it wrapped ‘round my cock, gonna have you squirting and messy babydoll. Might even have to get you on your knees to clean up your mess,” he whispers as his hot breath fans over your pussy lips, “you’re gonna be lookin’ at me with those sweet little eyes of yours too, gonna bust my load all over that pretty face of yours.” His tongue dips between your soft folds, licking from your winking hole down to your swollen little clit hiding under its hood.

Your eyes squeeze shut as his hands steady you by the hips, his face is practically smushed against your cunt as he slobbers over it with his greedy tongue. He sucks on your inner folds, getting every nook and cranny as he slurps up the mess he leaves behind before lapping over your clit with his tongue. Your thighs shake a little, you’ve never had anyone this eager to eat your cunt out like this. He’s a fucking menace and you hate how good he is at this.

“Fuck,” he pants softly, “can’t get enough baby, could eat this pussy for days.” He all but moans while latching on to your clit.

A shocked cry leaves your lips, you dig your nails into the tree bark and hold on tightly as your swollen bud throbs in his mouth. He doesn’t let up, suckling on your clit like a lollipop with just the right amount of pressure around the bud. A new wave of slick gushes from your untouched hole, loud mewls and whines leaving you as you subtly rut back against his face. It’s pure heaven.

He spreads your cheeks apart and pulls back to harshly spit on your cunt, “There you go, get nice n wet for me babydoll.” His hot breath fans over your empty little hole, “Good girl.”

You shouldn’t like the way he’s talking to you, but something about him calling you that has a delirious little whimper leaving you. He dips his tongue into your pussy, the sensation definitely welcomed as you sigh in bliss. His tongue wiggles around and curls upwards to brush over your sensitive walls in a flicking motion.

He jiggles your ass in both hands, moaning at the sight of the fat slipping through his fingers from his tight grip. He flicks his tongue back and forth over your swollen bud, you nearly double over as his tongue traces letters on your clit. “W-Wait,” you bite your lip as your eyes shut and you reach behind you to tangle your hand in his hair.

You freeze when you realize what you’re doing, but instead of getting angry with you he leans into your touch with a low moan. Clearly he loves it so you keep your hand in his hair, occasionally pulling just a tiny bit. When he pulls back to catch his breath, audibly gulping as he sits back on his haunches, “Turn around.” He says breathlessly.

From behind you can hear him shuffling around, the sounds of a belt being unbuckled fills your ears. “On your knees babydoll,” he rasps out while fisting his cock, sliding his thumb over the mess of precum he’s made at the tip of his cock. He’s watching you with dark lust filled eyes as you slowly fall to your knees in front of him, eye contact never wavering.

“Shit—when you look like that you make it harder for me to hold back.” He groans while licking his lip, “Exactly how I imagined you’d look.” He purrs as he brings the head of his cock to smother his precum over them, “Stick your tongue out for me baby—there you go, just like that.” He grins softly.

You lay your tongue flat under his fat cock, delighting in the delicious weight over your tongue. You can’t help but flick the tip of your tongue upwards causing it to brush over a throbbing vein. He releases a quiet hiss, fisting the shaft as he roughly slaps it against your tongue in repeated taps.

“Will you look at that, ‘nother little filthy slut we got here, how many other cocks you sucked huh?” He pushes into your mouth and holds the back of your head with one hand tightly fisted in your hair. You gag around his cock and fruitlessly claw at his thighs, “What’s the matter? Can’t take it? Poor baby can’t handle having a cock stuffed down her throat? Pathetic little thing you are, can’t even do what you were made for,” he rasps out while rolling his hips against your face.

His balls press snug against your chin as spit and drool dribble from the corners of your mouth. Your tears run freely no doubt ruining your makeup for the night, you probably look a hot mess right now. Your stalker moans and pants freely above you, he doesn’t bother hiding how good he feels right now as his cock twitches occasionally. You really lose it when he forces your head down and keeps you still, pelvis pressed right up against your nose as he rolls his hips in quick grinds.

“Oh shit,” he breathes out, “feels so fuckin’ good babydoll, knew you were the one when I first saw you.” He whispers out while slipping his cock out of your mouth, relishing in the gasping noises you make, “Gonna make you into my little cock sleeve, don’t need you doin’ anything else..belong with me right on my cock.” He shoves himself back into your mouth and begins fucking into your throat roughly. You cry and gurgle while weakly slapping your hands over his thighs. He doesn’t let up and only fucks your throat more eagerly.

“Fuck baby, c’mere,” he yanks you off his cock and brings you up to him.

He doesn’t waste time bending you back over the three and shoving his fat cock into you. You let out a loud cry and dig your nails into the tree from the pressure and slight twinge of pain from the size of his girthy cock. It sits nice and snug against your walls, curved slightly upwards to press into your g-spot, not quite hitting it but brushing over it.

“Oh fuck,” you whisper out as your toes curl from inside your shoes.

When a couple more seconds pass of him just idly rocking into you, he pulls all the way out until only the head remains before slamming back in with a loud slap. You jolt in pleasure as a tiny scream escapes, he doesn’t let up and keeps the same harsh pace he started with. His cock punches deep into your pussy, poking at your cervix painfully as you yelp out in pain between your moans.

“Fucking hell,” he moans out while moving his hands from your hips to your bouncing tits, “got a nice little pussy n a pair of pretty tits just for me right sweetheart?” He slaps one of your tits before taking your pebbled little nipple between his fingers and meanly pinching it.

“Mm!” You arch your back and try to twist away from his bruising grip. He manages to grip your other tit and knead it in his big hand.

Loud squelching noises fill the space around you in the woods, some of your slick even drips down onto the ground with tiny wet splats. The sound is filthy and has your face burning up in embarrassment as you hide in your hands with low whimpers and whiny moans. He suddenly changes the angle and begins grinding his fat cock right up against your g-spot, pressing insistently as he hits it over and over again.

“Oh you like it there don’t you sweetheart,” he grins while rolling his hips in slow circles, “go on then, fuck yourself on my cock like the little whore you are. Get that pussy nice and soaked for me.” He growls quietly in your ear while pinching your nipples once more.

A quiet squeal erupts from your throat, you shakily manage to knock your hips into his in a sloppy pace. “Please,” you slur out as your eyes slip shut, “c-can’t do it,” your pace is nowhere near the same as before.

“Can’t what?” He moves one hand down between your thighs, “Hm?”

You press your forehead against the tree bark in defeat, sobbing quietly as you wiggle your hips side to side, “ ‘s not the same, need you to f-fuck me.” You shamefully admit.

“Like this?” He slaps his hips upwards, “Or like this sweetheart?” He purrs and begins plowing into your drenched pussy, stuffing his cock deep inside with every thrust.

You throw your head back with a loud moan, “Yes, yes!” More drool begins slipping from your chin as you part your legs a bit wider and arch your back.

He swears at you from under his breath while rolling your swollen clit between his fingers. The sounds of skin slapping against skin begin louder, his balls collide with your swollen puffy folds and your ass ripples from his pelvis from his harsh thrusts. “Little fucking slut,” he grits out through his harsh punishing thrusts, “fuckin’ mine you hear that? So help me you ever think of looking at someone else I’ll fuckin gut them like a fish n fuck you over their dead body.” He hisses, “Better yet covered in their blood.” He roughly smacks your clit.

You mewl loudly and go still, your pussy pulses like crazy as you feel your orgasm hit you at full force. You cum with your clit trapped between his fingers and his cock stuffed deep. The orgasm is so strong it knocks you off your feet as you wobble and shake like a newborn lamb. “P-Please,” you sob out.

“On your knees,” he growls while slipping from your drenched cunt, “fuckin’ look at me.” He aims his cock at your face and strokes himself with loud slick noises. You stare up at him with a dazed expression, too fucked out to reply. He cums with a low moan, making sure to coat your lips and face with his cum as he taps the head against your cheek, “Fuck…” He sighs in bliss while lazily flicking his wrist.

You blink slowly and the last thing you see is him picking his knife back up.

+

Jungkook hums under his breath while he lazily digs through his bowl of popcorn, he’s been switching channels for a couple of minutes now. Nothing good is ever on these days, he rolls his eyes and shakes his head while flicking through the channels.

“Oh,” his face lights up in joy, “baby come look at this,” he grins and turns the volume up all the way high, “found somethin’ perfect for movie night.” He turns to look behind him, eyes wild and filled with sadistic joy.

“She was last seen Friday in the evening by her parents who were only going a few towns over to visit family. Her friends have all stated she was supposed to be meeting them that night but never showed, one even said they had spoken to her hours prior about their plans to meet. They said she wasn’t acting suspicious or anything—”

A muffled sob erupts, the sound of a cage rattling heard next as Jungkook slowly turns to look at your cowering form. You look so adorable all curled up in the cage like that, mascara streaking and lips wiped red from your lipstick. “Don’t like that movie?” He pouts, “Pity.” He turns back around and replays the entire missing persons ad.

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[stormblessed95]

Watching Are You Sure?! EP 2

A reminder of how I do these reaction posts as I watch things. I just write my reactions and thoughts down literally as a happen. Think more of a bullet point format. I'll include links when I can to videos, thanks to the people who twt who upload clips. And at the end, I'll do a better wrap up of all my opinions. I hope everyone enjoyed the show so far!!

July 15th now! Day 2 here we come! Over an hour of Jikookery!!

Starts off with JK on his motorcycle and Jimin riding witht the crew and admiring how cute JK is, while they are on the phone the entire time. Adorable. "He likes being cool." Lmao

I love how the staff indulge them too, like with Jimins "prank" of spraying washer fluid at JK 😂

Jimin lagging super far behind everyone in the hike at first saying it's because he thinks is nice to go slow now that he is older.... But also honey, are you sure (lol) that's not just your upset tummy talking? 😅😂

JK asking Jimin for a cover of Seven. I know they were mostly joking.... But um, Jimin.... Where is our cover?!?! Please!!

Jimin showing off his beautiful smooth legs 😂😂

Jimin being bit by mosquitoes constantly and JK deciding to take a turn into vampirism and vore 😂🤣 as well as calling Jimins thighs the best entree? 😏🫣 Lol OKAY

You just gave me butterflies holding onto my back like that?? Lmfao has he said that EVERYTIME he drags Jimin around holding onto the back of his shirt?? 🤣😂🥰😍 Butterflies like love, JK?

Turns out, he said making my heart flutter. I think that makes it worse. And the informal/formal flirty tones. Yup. Definitely worse 😅😍🫣😂 and it absolutely usually has romantic connotations. Both in English and in Korean

Someone get Jimin a dang bottle of bug spray!! The heck!

The way they both felt so free and peaceful on the ocean that they fell asleep for a nap together. Jimin sleeping for much longer since he wasn't feeling good though too. Also brief mention for the way JKs hands kept straying over to rub on Jimins smooth legs and kept getting cut in the video lol

JK telling Jimin he looked so pretty when he first got to NY and now our poor baby is so tired and sick

JK preforming Seven for Jimin. Lol let's NOT talk about how he sings the "I kiss your waist and ease your mind" line while staring into Jimins eyes. Or how he turns back to look at Jimin while singing "you wrap around me and you give me life" before playfully swatting him too. Just for Jimin to end things there by playfully wrestling back 😂

Jikooks Titanic 😂😂🥰🥰😍😍

JK exploring and touching all over Jimin's body looking for mosquito bites.... Lmfao ALRIGHT. "You are obviously looking for bite marks" why is this so flirty? Why are they doing this with all their staff right in front of them STARING AT THEM with the cameras too 😂🤣😂 I guess at some point you get so used to it, you start tuning them out. And Jikook are, for the most part, 10+ years used to it. And all that play wrestling comes to an end when Jimin's upset stomach and toilet issues come back to remind him that they exist 🤣🤣 (see first picture at the top of post lmfao)

Thinking of things to name the show and among the many suggestions JK makes, "come out" is one. That would've been an interesting title lol

JK sharing a whole bag of food with the staff on the other boat. He is such a sweetie

Jiminie somehow ending up with JKs hat between cuts while eating

The way they spent almost all day on this boat man. And we got a montage of them just smiling at each other through the day 🥺🥺🥺

JK looking up their song stats and the way they both got so excited for how well their songs were doing on the charts 🥰🥰🥰 I'm so proud of them both!

And I love hearing JK talk about his goals with Golden. Same with Jimin about Face/Muse. I'm so so proud of them, it's unbelievable

The way everyone shops so different is why some people won't grocery shop with others 🤣🤣 the cuts between Jimin sighing frustratingly "Jungkook ah" and JK going "cheese cheese" had me CACKLING lmfao 😂😂 and it's all really because of what JK wanted to cook FOR Jimin for dinner 🥺

The parking lot dance break was adorable 😂🤣 their giggles are my favorite thing

The way that Jimin keeps taking cute little pictures of JK at their destinations. That's his baby

They rented a house with 4 entire bedrooms. Lmfao for what reason?! Jikook technically got separate rooms here.

Why do they take such MASSIVE bites when they eat? Lmfao is this engrained behavior from spending their formative years living with 6 other teenage/young adult boys? 🤣😂

"I'm just honored to have your food" JIMIN 😭😭😭

JK being very insistent about hearing Who. Lmao not Like Crazy or any of his songs that are out. But his new song. It's giving how sulky he was when he didn't hear Face songs first. Making sure he wouldn't get left out again! I loved this though! I really genuinely love listening to them talk music and singing techniques though. Loling though at the way JK told Jimin he should growl more in his vocals. Think his YouTube algorithm showed him any fan made comps about said Jimin vocal growls that always caused ARMY to lose their minds 🤣🤣

"should I sleep next to Jungkook tonight? Will he hit me again?" 🤣🤣🤣🤣 And JK already being in the room lol

Toothbrushing acrobatics. You know, the norm lmao followed by the huge cut too lmao what happened

The way they filmed JK tossing and turning in his bed for a bit and then absolutely zero filming in Jimins room after bedtime.... And in the morning, JK had to turn the camera outside Jimins room back on.... I'm not saying that JK didn't spend the entire night in his own bed and instead slept in Jimins... But I'm not, not saying that either 😂

(we are now in July 16th!)

JK joking about leaving Jimin behind since he is sleeping in so much, just to immediately go climb into bed with him. This is the most domestic type of morning waking up intimacy and cuddles. Because TF Jikook. Lol all that. And it was clearly a lot because of the amount of cuts in that short period of footage.... Where they were laying next to each other just sharing space, cuddling, being a little silly. And then randomly going like "oh we need to remember to get a sponge today." Lol domestic 101.

No because really, let's talk about that cuddle? TF Jungkook. First we got him coming up to crawl into Jimins bed where he like palms his bare thigh, straightens his leg out so he can rest against his bare (shaved/waxed) thigh. And he makes that growling/groaning sound he ALWAYS does when presented with a sexy Jimin or often when he touches Jimin's bare skin. Like CMON dude.

Followed by Jimin then being silly and pretending to go elbow JKs nose. Lol and JK clearly went to retaliate by simply wrapping him up in a hug to start spooning, but Jimin ready to defend himself so he kept blocking JK with his arm. Lmfao only to be quickly overpowered. Spanked, ass caressed, and then JK snuggles into him and basically disappears behind Jimins back he is snuggling so hard. And then spanked again when JK got up 😂 so much ass appreciation in this clip

Not to mention apparently it's being suspected that JKs mic was already in Jimins room and he just picked it up and pretended to unhook it from his shirt before climbing into Jimins bed... Who knows

Round 2 of Jikook walking around the house this time with Jimin hanging off the back of JKs shirt. This is really just the natural state for them huh. Lol

Riding to Walmart on the motorcycle together is the cutest and most amazing thing. JK reminding Jimin to be careful because the motorcycle is really hot underneath. 🥰

When JK accidentally steps on Jimins heel walking into the store... The way that Jimin pinches his neck in retaliation was crazzzyyy lol

Them meeting the ARMY in the store to buy the pizza is the cutest freaking thing. The whole interaction. And when JK goes in his sponge adventure, she got a hug and autograph from Jimin 🥺🥺🥰🥰 and how complimentary and excited they were about meeting her too!

Jimin being like those damn dongsaengs after losing JK in the store for the second time 😂😂😂

JKs water curse has to be one of the funniest unexpected recurring themes of these episodes lol "I don't think there has been a day where I didn't get wet." Lol poor Kookie

Jimin with his sleeve rolled up and that backwards hat transported me STRAIGHT back to 2014 😳😂

Rainy day fight pt 2 with the umbrella in a parking lot, followed by JK step it up dance in the rain edition 😂🤣

JK ordering for the table again 💜

Someone count the amount of times that Jimin fondly watched JK and said that he looks cute or cool, because it's been a lot lol

Jimin waiting patiently while his TikToker boyfriend bestie takes crazy cinematic videos of their food before ending on a close up of Jimins face 🤣😂 Beautiful honestly lol

They ended their trip with comments about being so happy and having such a good time. 🥰💜

And JK saying they should do at LEAST 12 seasons and travel together until they are like 50 😂🤣😂

Wrap up thoughts:

I am both not surprised by anything and yet also fully taken aback by their little morning routine in bed there that one day 😂 I've pretty much said all I can say on that though above.

Jikook both clearly have the exact same sense of humor, sarcastic and dry at times, stupid giggly at others. Again, nothing new information wise but something I'll always enjoy seeing. Boy do they bicker in the cutest freaking ways lol

That hyung/dongsaeng relationship, yeah that doesn't fucking exist for them at all. Lol yeah sure, they use the words.... Sometimes. But that is not their dynamic. Again, we been knew. But the constant consistency from them is always nice. Lol

There is zero filter and zero boundaries and yes, we knew that too. And while yes we technically should have known that all of BTS, having lived on top of each other for so many years, have absolutely seen each other at their absolute lowest. It's another thing to witness the zero filter about toileting troubles 😂 and how zero issue it was too. No embarrassment, no judgement, just taking care of him and jokes and having fun anyway.

Jikook are the definition of matching each other's freak. 100% lmfao

They LOVE taking care of each other. The cooking, the babying, the constant wanting to do something for the other, the musical praise and discussions.

I liked this episode even better than the first! This is my new favorite show, thanks Jikook!!

[angellekookie]

IN HIS BIG BROWN EYES | JJK | ONE SHOT

So I needed a distraction from the fic I was writing and thanks to my neighbour's loud music... here we are. I'll have to find the song and link it here later, but for now please enjoy my first contribution to the fandom.

Summary: Years after leaving your hometown you find yourself somewhere new and exciting with everything you ever dreamed of for your life. You never expected to be confronted with your biggest regret.

WC: 1.2k

Warning: Angst (I'm sorry ♡)

Pairings: Jeongguk × Reader, Jeongguk × OC, girl dad! JK

You were in a new town for a few weeks for work. This was the fifth project you had to oversee since your promotion. It was tiring to be traveling all the time for work, but you couldn’t say that you minded too much. This was what you worked so hard to achieve all your life after all. Sleepless nights, mental breakdowns, failed relationships and about a million paper cuts later, you’re doing what you love with no regrets. You enjoyed the new scenery, meeting new people, and all the new experiences.

The streets were so loud and busy that you almost missed your name being shouted. Confused, you turned around and suddenly the world stood still and you were fifteen years old, running carefree through the streets of your hometown. Suddenly, you were sixteen years old, kissing your childhood crush in your grandparents’ peach orchard. Suddenly, you were breaking his heart at twenty years old. “___!” He said again closer this time, the sound of your name taking you back to the present. “I almost couldn’t believe it was you leaving that store- thought my mind was playing tricks on me. How are you? It’s been so long.” You almost forgot that he used to ramble when he was excited.

In your darkest hours, sometimes you’d think about the big brown eyes that you used to see the world in, big brown eyes that used to look at you as if you were the whole world. When you’d be tangled in some different sheets, you allowed your mind to drift and wonder what those brown eyes were looking at now, if they still held the pain you forced yourself to forget when you walked away from him all those years ago. When it was too much to think about, you’d find purchase either in the person next to you, a glass of brandy, or something for work.

Today though, there was nowhere for you to run, hide, or escape. Today, you’d have to face what you thought was a thing of the distant past, you had to face what you thought you’d never see again.

“Jeongguk! I’m doing good. Yeah you’re right it’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“It’s great to see you again, you're really a sight for sore eyes.” He was smiling, you'd let yourself forget his bunny smile all these years, how pretty you used to tell him it was… how pretty you used to tell him he was.

You allowed yourself to smile and surprisingly, it was easier than you anticipated it would be. “Well I can’t complain, you know? Life’s been good.”

You both stood there on the busy sidewalk and talked while people went about their day. You talked about summers in your grandparents’ orchard, days when you had to drag him to school and how you always blamed him if you were late. You laughed about the time you ran screaming when he’d decided to prank you with a dead bug in your school bag and about the letter you’d written to his parents ‘from Santa,’ informing them that he was on the naughty list for life. All the while, you tried to ignore the strange aching in your chest, the place where your heart was meant to be.

You were caught off guard when he suddenly hugged you. “I’ve missed you, ___.” For a moment, you stood frozen, surprised because you certainly weren't expecting him to hug you, not after how you left him all those years ago. Yet you somehow found it in you to return the hug and tell him you missed him too. You did truly miss him, even if it wasn’t a feeling you often allowed yourself the pleasure of indulging. You didn’t think you deserved to.

All too soon, he had released you and you found yourself trying not to get lost in his big brown eyes. “Jeongguk, I-”

“Appa!” An excited little shout interrupted you and soon the tiniest person you’ve had the pleasure of seeing up close jumped into Jeongguk’s outstretched arms as if this wasn’t the first time, a dance well rehearsed. “Nayoung-ah, what did appa tell you about running in the streets, hmm?” The little girl cradled her head in his neck, but you could still see evidence of a mischievous smile on her chubby cheeks. Not far behind the child was a beautiful woman, with a tired but beautiful smile and tired yet kind eyes, seemingly out of breath. “Young-ah, I told you to be careful!” She’s caught up now, holding on to Jeongguk’s free side for some support, her long dark hair falling down her back in loose waves. “I’m sorry Gguk, I don’t know where she gets the energy from. I really can’t keep up with her these days.” You couldn't help but feeling as though you no longer existed as watched the family fuss over each other, seemingly lost in their own little bubble. You could see the love between them almost as much as you could feel it. You could see how Jeongguk looked at the woman with so much tenderness your own throat felt like it could close up. You could see how Nayoung looked at her dad with her own big brown eyes as if he was her own personal universe. And you felt like an outsider, like you were intruding on something not meant for your eyes. You wondered if you should try and get someone’s attention, or make a quick getaway. You thought that maybe leaving would be for the best.

Just as you were about to go, Jeongguk turned to you, as if just remembering your presence. “Sorry about that, ___. Not how I wanted to introduce you all, but this is my daughter, Nayoung,” He gestured with his chin to the girl he held in his left hand. “And Naeun, my wife.” He looked at the woman whose lower back his right hand now rested on and he was smiling again. This smile was like the one you’ve known all your life, Jeon Jeongguk’s smile. But it was also completely different in that you’re sure you’ve never seen him smile quite like that in all the time you’ve known him. This was a smile reserved for the love of his life, a sudden reminder that you once had a smile similar to this from him, that it could have maybe been yours had you not sacrificed his affections for your ambitions. “This is ____. My best friend from back home.” He’d told her.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you both.” You politely bowed to them, the air almost knocked out of your lungs when you lifted your head to find that the little girl with the mischievous smile and the chubby cheeks had the same big brown eyes as her father. More polite greetings were exchanged and all the while you gave your best smile, at least you hoped you did. Hoped you didn’t look like how you felt on the inside- like you were dying, like perhaps you needed a strong drink, like maybe you wished you could literally be anywhere else.

Soon, Jeongguk informed you that they had to leave as it was getting late. “It was so good to see you, ____. Take care.” He gave another hug- the best he could do with a toddler in his hand.

“Nice to meet you again, ____.” His wife said as she bowed. You returned the gesture and wished them a safe trip and watched as they walked away, watched as this time, Jeongguk walked away from you.

There was that ache again, though it's not as if it had left you since you felt it, more like it managed to grow.

The next few weeks flew by with busy weekdays, even busier nights and weekends you tried to spend exploring the area when you weren’t far too tired to leave the comfort and warmth your bed brought you. Soon, your job in that town was complete. You never ran into Jeongguk again, you tell yourself you felt relieved, that you never needed to see him again. Management had sent you an email to let you know where your next project would be. Due to a delayed start, you would spend three days at home instead of flying directly to the new location.

It was there in the living room of your apartment, miles away from your hometown, miles away from the new place you visited for work, miles away from Jeongguk and all the memories you were forced to face that you allowed yourself to listen to the ever-growing ache in your chest. The world was still again and loudly you heard what you'd been ignoring for quite some time; you still loved Jeon Jeongguk.

The world moved on, and so did Jeongguk, but you held on to fragments and shards, pieces of him that you doubt you could ever let go. Each fragment held in your heart, poking on the soft muscle, and each shard you gripped tightly in your hands was a painful reminder of a sad truth you've yet to admit to yourself; you loved Jeongguk still.

A/N: Here it is! Hoped you guys enjoyed this! It was really fun to write ^^

[sockiess]

Heyy could you write a fic where the reader calls Sam by the wrong names as like a prank. And he gets mad at them. But a happy ending!

Thanks pookie 🫦

she’s gonna call him scott because I find it funny and if any of y’all think it’s stupid well.. that’s a you a problem (jk that was mean sorry). THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST

Excuse me?

warnings: none

I had the best idea to prank Sam..ok, maybe it wasn’t the best idea but it was going to funny so yolo. I decided I was going to call Sam by the wrong name and see how he would react.

Sam was in the kitchen making me dinner because I had asked him to. Contrary to popular belief, Sam could cook and he was really good at it. “Hi Sammy” I said as I sat down on the counter watching him cook.” “Hi baby” Sam said smiling at me. “Dinners almost ready why don’t you go sit down at the table.” Sam said kissing my cheek and helping me down from the counter. I went and sat at the table watching him plate the food onto my plate and then his. He walked over and sat my plate down in front of me and kissed the top of my head “enjoy baby” Sam gleamed watching me eat and sitting down across from me starting to eat his dinner as well.

“Wow Scott this is really good!” I said mouth full of pasta. I watched as Sam registered what I said and slowly placed his fork down. “Excuse me?” He said arching his eyebrow and starring at me. “What?” I said continuing to eat. “Who is Scott?” Sam asked quickly. “I don’t know what you mean?” I replied trying not to laugh. Sam pulled my plate away from me. I gasped as he held my plate. “Sam-“ I tried to protest but Sam interrupted me. “No, have Scott make you dinner” Sam said getting up and placing my plate on the counter. “Sam-“ I tried to protest again standing up and following him but he just kept talking

“I bet Scott doesn’t make pasta the way you like it. I bet he doesn’t play with your hair every night to help you fall asleep. I bet he doesn’t put your towel in the dryer while you’re showering so it’s warm for you when you get out” Sam rambled while pacing back and forth

I quickly shut him up by placing a kiss on his lips. “Can I speak please?” I asked. “fine.” Sam said crossing his arms. “There is no Scott it’s just a random name I got from a TV show I was just trying to prank you i’m sorry” I said as I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my chin on his chest. “so there is no Scott?” He asked. “No Scott, i only need you” I said kissing his chest. “ok but you can’t do that to me scared me shitless baby” Sam exhaled wrapping his arms around me and playing with my hair. “Sorry Sammy” I whispered. “It’s ok baby” Sam replied. “Here’s your food” Sam said handing me back my plate and sheepishly smiling at me. “Thank you.” I said and sat back down at the table. “Thank you for everything you do for me I love you and only you” I said before I ate. “I’ll do it everyday for the rest of my life I love you too baby” Sam responded smiling at me.

HIIII I HOPE YOU LIKE IT IF YOU WANT ME TO ADD OR CHANGE ANYTHING LET ME KNOW🫶

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

General Headcanons with DOA Boys

Headcanon: General headcanons of stuff I think they will do Pairing: Fyodor x reader, Nikolai x reader and Sigma x reader Genre: Fluff, lowkey crack A/N: Thank you dc person for that one fyodor headcanon. →Masterlist

Nikolai

He probably likes to eat mud for fun and force everyone to eat it

You both secretly sneekout of the hideout and visit beaches at night, having deep conversation which would end up with him filling your shorts with sand

he likes to place insects and rats in your closet stating it is a harmless prank. Not even Sigma is excused from his pranks

Nikolai irrespective of being a prankster would gift you with ice-creams and bakery goods [to lactose intolerant ppl, he gives u popsicles]

that was until he decided to prank you once day and put hair in your food

Never fell into his 'get in hole' game. You got stuck in it for 40 days without food and water. No kidding.

The mysterious hole is filled with nothing but junk.😭😭 very questionable junk

You both love to prank others though.

"Let's plant the bomb under Sigma's bathtub" "Extra points make it filled with pink glitter"

Sigma was covered in pink glitter for thirteen days.

But! Personally Nikolai would be one of the best cuddlers in the manga/anime

The first time he wore normal clothes instead of his usual multi layered buisness clothing, you were in tears. How could someone pull such simple clothes so fashionably?

You like to braid his hair. Even if you suck at it, he would wear your braiding loud and proud.

"Ahh quiztime! Who braided my hair?" "Sir this is-" "Wrong answer," boom "it's my love YN who braided it, you are no fun"

And that's how the city's McDonald's got blowed up.

overall he is a good insane boyfriend, so 10/10 cause I love him 😋

Fyodor

This man

I swear he is fine asf but would probably learn all the instruments you like so he can play it to you when you are kidnapped by Dazai most prob.

he is a Lil more insane then Nikolai so he would probably boom North Korea cause he was bored. [NK people i am jk-]

"what did you have for breakfast" "I don't know" "wrong answer" And the next moment you know, South of Yokohama got blowed up

He is the most broken richest man you ever met.

he can't buy clothes for himself or even upgrade the doa office but will gift you a wholeass country as a Birthday return gift.

you force him to wear dresses and paint his nails, 😭 but my man is so down bad that he is sub in this relationship.

"Sir we have bombed the tunne-" "Good verywell" "🧍🕯️" 😭 nah cause they are hella scared when he wears makeup.

He would probably take you to fireworks only for you to realise he is bombing the area again.

"fyodor, we talked about this" "No" and he proceeds to boom everything

he isn't much of a hugger and probably tries to runaway when you try to even touch him, but mf would suffocate you in his sleep with his hug

He probably had tried giving those evil laughs, but the moment he did that, he choked on air.

Me and a person on my server were having a convo and they said "He probably bites his nails to much and they are really short"

he owns a pet rat but denys it

honestly, he is a 10 but he is a terrorist who likes to bomb everything up. But he is your boyfriend and he is hot.

Sigma

-Are you the man of the relationship or he is?

he is more of a 'please don't kill anyone sweetheart' rather then supporting your actions and being a 'lets commit arson dear YN'

Mf is rich asf. He would deny it ofcourse and then proceed to shower you with silk clothes, Gucci , prada comfy…..such a sugar daddy

😭😭hear me out, he is a ball full of sunshine and anxiety but he wouldnt hesitate to kill anyone who does wrong to you or his casino.

-"Sigma am I your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Is the casino your first priority?" "Yes-?" "Me or the casino?" "Yes"

He probably cries everytime you ignore him.

HE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU.

once Nikolai kidnapped you for fun and man did Nikolai end up being half bald.

Sigma wants you to stay away from fyodor, because the last thing he knows is that he want to give fyodor a bombing partner.

Atp he doesnt want you to interact any of the DOA members, because little did he know, you will grow more insane with them.

I like to imagine you knowing Dazai and mentioning it to Sigma on occasions, and oh boy Sigma wanted to kill the man when he first met not because you talked a lot about him, but he would probably be the reason why you pull questionable strunt

10/10 Mama Sigma

He also doesnt allow you to run away freely in his casino, for all he knows is that you will cheat and win all the games.

He is so restrictive

You both probably or possibly may have this convo:

"BUT FYODOR GIFTED HIS S/O A WHOLE ASS COUNTRY, WHY CANT I GET THAT PLUSHIE??" "You cant cheat everytime to get the plushies" "BUT-" "Fyodor is a terrorist, we are not like them" "LEAST HE GIFTED HIS S/O-"

Your arguments probably never make sense to others, but its for you and Sigma to know.

Also he gave up on scolding you every time you try to eat casino coins.

He is such a 'I am trying to keep my S/O mentally sane' boyfriend, even if he needs to go to therapy. 8/10 bf material

Guys get a Sigma. Sigmas never disappoint.

A/N: Btw the discord server if you wanna join is here.

[alopecoiddaydream]

WAIT OMG I JUST SCROLLED DOWN ON THE ARTICLE AND THESE ONES ARE WAY BETTER!

11 Do you consider yourself a lemon or a lime? Why?

12 What is your DJ name?

13 What is your superpower?

14 What three things would you do if you were invisible?

15 What is the best prank you’ve experienced or planned?

16 Tell us a weird fact you happen to know for no reason.

17 If you could take one prop from any movie set, what would it be?

18 Tell us your favorite joke.

19 If your pet could talk, what would they say?

20 If your life was captured in the “expectation vs. reality” meme, what would the two pictures be?

really hard to decide and it absolutely flip-flops but right now lemon simply bc i have anger issues 🪅

uhhhhhh DJ autism IDK???? 😭😭😭😭

like what superpower would i like to have bc its absolutely healing or flying

steal all three of the items i mentioned in the last ask

I got two of my friends who don't really know each other but we all go to the same school to join a roblox game. The thing is one of them didn't know that the other one was from school and they had an argument over roblox that lasted like 30 minutes. And then a few days later the person who DID know went up to the other guy and subtly referenced the argument until he realized (jk i had to explain it to him)

Egg in windings is up left left (i actually know this for deltarune reasons but shhhhh)

I've literally stolen clothing stuff from theatre plays before I can see a jacket I stole like 2 years ago in my closet RIGHT NOW

I don't really have a favorite joke but there's one i recently said where it was like "Doesn't the Greek root di mean two? Is that why I wanna die on tuesdays?" (it's very dependent on how words sound rather than text. It's also very i hate mondays-esque bc this is a joke i told to my family)

my dog would just say "woa" a bunch of times and my cat would be screaming at me 24/7 (mostly to either let her into my room or let her out)

Expectation would be having a functioning body and brain that is easy to work with and reality is me.

[8bitsupervillain]

Higurashi When They Cry Hou Ch. 6 Tsumihoroboshi pt. 25

So I entertained the notion of reinstalling the VN to find out some of the specifics from the previous parts. But I largely decided that where Chie went is kind of irrelevant to what happens so I didn’t reread that part.

So after reinstalling the VN and the mod to get my save back to this point; the location Chie and Keiichi went to in the alternate timeline is the suspension bridge past the Furude shrine. Anyway, Mion has a chat with Kasai over the phone telling him to take some of their guys to the Irie Clinic just in case Rena decides to commit some arson. The phone in the office rings, and Chie answers it. Shock gasp! It’s Rena! And she’s going to do something at an undisclosed far away location?! She’s on the case! Mion is told to keep an eye on the class while she goes to stop Rena. Mion follows for a minute to tell the nearby car of Sonozaki men to follow Chie, then goes back to the class.

Mion informs everyone that it’s independent study time. When suddenly:

Heyyyyy, wait a second, she’s not at the suspension bridge or the Irie Clinic at all! That liar!

I know this isn’t the time, because of that absurd question, but for the longest time I was completely unaware that Rena wore thigh-highs. I was probably aware in the back of my mind, but for some reason I just never really latched onto it.

That’s some wonky reasoning Keiichi. You know for a fact Rena had no problems killing a man much larger than her just about a week ago. But for some reason she thought Chie might be too much to handle? Maybe she just got rid of her because she felt she didn’t have time for an extended physical contest?

I think you’d have a real devil of a time trying to play this off as a joke my guy. You can’t force someone else to tie up twenty or so students under threat of death and violence and then just go “lol, jk, pranked!” People tend to take this kind of stuff seriously you know?

shuffle shuffle shuffle shuffle shuffle. It just amuses me to keep hitting the left and right arrow on these two, she shuffles around like an old timey RPG enemy.

Oh don’t be like that Ooishi, up until last night you two were the best of friends. One of the other cops from Okinomiya calls Ooishi over to the car where they have Rena on the line, which damn man the Okinomiya police must be loaded to have a car phone in the early 80s. I’m starting to get my brain bogged down in the specifics of car phones and how Rena got connected to this one in particular.

For all the incidental dialogue accusing Ooishi of basically being corrupt slime, he sure is a quick thinker. Having come up with this way to discuss about whether Rena is acting alone or with accomplices Rena takes the phone back and demands to know whether Ooishi was able to uphold his end of the bargain and find the research facility. Not best pleased with his response that these things take time, but the police are mobilizing to begin the raids Rena begins to think that Ooishi isn’t taking the situation as seriously as she is. Ooishi deflects and says the thing really holding them back is a lack of proof about the parasite and the bioterrorism.

Rena then decides that if they need proof she’ll give them proof. She plans to give Ooishi the scrapbooks, and to do so she’s going to send them with Keiichi.

Ooishi agrees this is a dynamite plan, and Rena should do it, and keep herself safe from any potential threat by staying away from the windows of the school. Rena gets suspicious at this insistence, and Ooishi informs her that as she’s aware some of the Sonozaki family were trained in combat, and could very well be elite snipers. And they’re probably just hoping for a chance to get a shot off on her.

So Ooishi and his colleagues prepare to receive the scrapbooks and Keiichi, and are plotting a scheme to help out against the Rena situation.

[artistcaptainbendy]

I see that you have alot of Captain Underpants aus, so if you don't mind, can you tell me about all of them and the differences between them and canon.

Hey sorry for taking a while to reply.

I can't really remember everything AU I made but I'll try my best.

Let's start with what I think was the first one, smartypants Au. It's basically what happens when instead of the boys making krupp, the captain, it was Melvin. Of course the biggest difference here is that krupp is the silly one and the captain is the smart one. Melvin was tried of how dumb krupp was and so taught him a lot of info to try and make him smart (by editing the boys comics), when that didn't work he hypothesis him and made him captain smartypants. Now at first I was going to have SP!Krupp's chaotic nature just be something he does, but later on I decided to have it be his part cosmic chaos demon because it sounds funny, so now he has a reason to be chaotic he needs it to live. Now I believe almost everything I've drawn is technically Canon, sp can travel to other Aus and interact with other krupps so stuff like that happens.

Now let's go to Bendypants au. Just what happens when I take a horror game and blend it with the CU universe. George and Harold being joey and Henry, Melvin is sammy, krupp is boris, edith is Alice, of the star of the show himself! Captain underpants is bendy. Now some relationships I had to change for the characters but the story is basically the same. Now what I say isn't Canon is of course any of the funny side things I draw like them celebrating holidays together or when they all went to space or anything that happens with Beetlejuice. Its more of its own side au where it's the same characters but different vibes. AU BP is different from persona BP with is me even if I use some of the same story beats. Now I'm realizing I've drawn more things for the silly side au then the official one hahaha.

Side timeline au time. Criminal SP krupp, if what happened to sp in high school made him a worse person instead of better and he became a Criminal. He uses his chaotic powers to steal and rob places, one day after saving two teens, they wanted to join him. At first he wanted nothing to do with them but after a while he finally let them be his crew. Now I haven't drawn much for this one but most of it is Canon. Even the silly.

Imaginary friend AU. Again not much drawn for this one so all is Canon. But it's what if the OG, PP, and SP captains were Imaginary friends to their krupps who are kids. I still have no explanation as to how there are three krupps but eh.

Sp jekyll and hyde AU. Same story as the play version but with some changes, so I guess not that similar. But instead of murder it's pranks, and smarty doesn't cheat on edith. George and Harold are two orphans who hyde SP took and smarty decided to adopt. Now I'm not sure what to have not Canon so that's up in the air.

Vampire SP. Gosh there are lot of sp krupps. Ok it's sp but Vampire and smarty is his twin brother who somehow is a werewolf. Sp doesn't want to drink blood but has to so he doesn't go crazy, so his former caretaker works at a blood bank and sneaks him some "food". He had a girlfriend 100s of years ago and now has found a woman who looks a lot like her, this being Edtih. Hmm everything Canon, even when helped fight Beetlejuice.

And lastly (because I might of forgotten the other aus I might have) is the lumberjack Au! Krupp is a lumberjack......that is all (jk). His a lumberjack that lives in the woods in a small cabin, people thought he was some odd creature till the boys found him and saw he was just a lumberjack who might have been in the woods for too long. They befriend him and now once in while hang out with him. Now this more of a cozy au nothing too crazy happens in it, there might be sometimes when it does, like when krupp upsets the sprite of the woods, but hey who doesn't do that. Not much art for it yet but mostly all Canon, and the side horror thing with him as the protagonist is separated. But I'll leave you with a fun fact.....in this universe lumberjack krupp's parents are actually the smartest people in the world, like world class scientists levels, and he doesn't like talking about them and hopes no one realizes his their son.

What? I can't make a krupp who doesn't have issues it's impossible! Make a character who's just happy with life and has no worries ? Never!

[aajjks]

BC!JK

you never took yourself as the funny type but here’s your crush laughing his ass off at your awkward nature and you feel a little confident about it. too bad it was all ruined by none other than your bully who looked to be pissed off about something. you don’t really connect the dots until jungkook calls you his ‘date’ which makes you wonder why he would even say that?

if you weren’t embarrassed then you’re definitely embarrassed now as jungkook takes you by the hand and drags you the opposite direction of eunwoo leaving both him and soojin shocked by jungkook’s scene.

“jungkook, slow down!” you squeak out as he continues to pull you away from the cafeteria but you can barely keep up. “jungkook, l-let go!” you pull your hand from the opposite direction until you finally manage to free your hand from his grasp.

you both are in the quiet hallways of the school and maybe this is the time to ask jungkook what has been going on with him. no one is around to interrupt you so with enough convincing, you shoot your shot.

“what has been going on with you lately? you went from calling me ugly and a whore to wanting to walk with me to class and telling eunwoo i’m your date which we aren’t. if-if this is a prank to get me to fall for you so you can hurt my feelings it’s not funny and i don’t appreciate being lied to”

even as you’re ‘fussing’ jungkook out, your voice is as soft as ever and to avoid eye contact, you twist and pull at the rim of your skirt. you take a deep breath, look at jungkook, and ask:

“jungkook…do you like me?”

How is he supposed to confess you right now?

He likes you a lot, fuck he’s sure he loves you. But would you even consider his feelings or believe him because he just accused him of playing with your feelings which is not true at all.

This is his golden he has to take it, no matter what the consequence, or what reaction you might give him “I-I..” begins, stuttering, helplessly, and even though it’s really quiet right now… he feels headache, creeping up his head.

When he saw you with that guy laughing… he was so jealous and he still is… “yn… would you believe me if I said yes, I like you?” he’s looking down because of course you wouldn’t believe him. “Yn… yes, I like you. And as fucked up as it sounds, I couldn’t deal with my feelings, so that’s why I did what I did and I know it doesn’t really…. Justify my actions but.. fuck.” he stops-

He’s never confessed to anyone like this because he’s never been in love before you. “ I-I like you a lot and I want you to be mine.” Jungkook finally gather encouraged to look up into your eyes and he cannot tell what you’re feeling right now…. So he decides to stalk closer to you, his face is merrily inches away from yours and he’s looking into your eyes, desperately searching for a yes.

“I-I don’t want you to be with that guy.” Jungkook bites his tongue when he thinks about eunwoo- “ he’s not the one for you.. I am.”

“ and I don’t know how to deal with my feelings because I’ve never felt this way for anyone in my life and ever since you’ve been in my life… I’ve only wanted you.”

[nochukoo97]

Hi! What if you write dad!Jungkook x mom!yn, when yn and their son prank jk with the prank "shut the hell up, mom" ?

omgg the moment i saw this i had to write it immediately HAHAHA even though i dont’t normally write jungkook being a dad, this was pretty fun to write, here it is 😊😊:

Pairing: Dad!Jk x Mom!Reader

Summary: (request) You and your son come together to play a prank on his father, not knowing how your husband would react.

“Okay Jungmin go and sit at the couch and use your phone, when Appa comes I’ll pretend to nag at you for using the device okay?” You laugh with your son as the two of you set up the prank for your husband who is yet to return from work.

Soon enough you hear the sound of a car pulling up into the driveway, both of you get into your positions to act out the prank, excited yet also scared about how Jungkook would react.

Jungmin was a fairly well behave child, here and there he would playfully jump around and make noise, but he knew to never disobey and disrespect his elders, thanks to you and Jungkook bringing him up well. You were slightly worried Jungkook would start chiding him immediately the moment he showed a small bit of disrespect but yet also excited to see how he reacts.

The front door opens and Jungkook shouts a “I’m home,” shuffling out of his shoes and taking off his coat, he enters the kitchen to see you cooking, or you’re pretending to stir the soup that was finished thirty minutes ago, but he doesn’t have a clue.

“Hi Jagi, missed you so much at work, didn’t see you the whole day,” Your husband slightly whines in your ear as he wraps his arms around you from behind. You laugh and reciprocate a kiss from him, then he leaves the kitchen to go find his son, who was currently sitting on the couch looking extremely engrossed in his game.

“Hey,” Jungkook slots himself next to his son as Jungmin puts down the phone to hug his father. Your son decided its the right time to slowly start the prank, so he speaks, “Appa can I tell you something?” Jungkook replies with, “Of course, what’s up?”

“Mum is being really annoying today, she keeps nagging at me the whole day,” Jungmin fake-complains, and your husband only sighs in return and says, “It’s for your own good Jungmin-ah, and she means well when she does this, try and listen to her okay?” Jungmin only mumbles a half hearted reply when he goes back to looking at his phone.

“Dinner’s ready, come to the table,” You call your son and husband as they approach the dining table and take their seats.

“Looks so good Jagi, thank you for cooking,” Jungkook groans as he smells the warm food on the table.

You decided that it was the perfect time to start the prank, seeing Jungmin was burried away in his phone

“Jungmin-ah, put your phone away, it’s time to eat,” You scold your son, nagging at him and acting as if you were extremely exhausted from having to keep reminding him.

What happened next took you by surprise by how well Jungmin had acted out, you had to take a second before realising he was only acting.

Jungmin slammed his phone on the table, causing Jungkook to whip his head towards the noise. “Mum, just shut up! I hate you! All day you only have been nagging and nagging at me! You’re honestly so annoying!” He yells at the top of his lungs, and you act shocked, placing a hand on your chest.

“Jeon Jungmin. That’s enough. You don’t talk to your mother like that. Go to your room right now and reflect on your actions.” Jungkook’s loud and stern voice echos through the dining room.

Jungmin looked genuinely terrified of his father at the moment, scurrying up the stairs and shutting the bedroom door.

“Jagi, I’m so sorry he said all that, you don’t deserve it, I’ll go deal with him after you feel better ‘kay?” Your husband stands up from his seat and embraces you again, but you can only laugh as you realised how serious Jungkook was.

You were touched by how much Jungkook valued and cared about such things, but at the same time it was hilarious seeing how he had no idea that this was all a prank.

“Jagi- what? Why are you laughing, hey this isn’t funny he shouldn’t be disrespecting-” You cut Jungkook off by wheezing out a “It’s a prank” between your uncontrollable laughs as he can only frown at you in confusion.

“Oh my god, Jagi, I was so mean to him, wait here I need to go apologise what if he’s crying,” Jungkook rambles as he scurries up the stairs and opens the door to find Jungmin laughing on the floor after eavesdropping on what had happened downstairs.

“You were in the prank too??” Jungkook can only look at the two of you in disbelief.

In the end, all was good and Jungkook felt really bad for shouting at his son, but they made it up by watching a football match together and staying up late.

[swampstew]

Meet the Vice-Captain ~ Massacre Soldier Killer

If you were worried about Captain Kid being a handful, rest assured that the Vice-Captain will handle shit. Killer is one cool customer. Always level headed, quiet but highly observant, smarter than the Kid Pirates, Heart Pirates and Straw Hat Pirates combined but sometimes he'll drink Kid's dumb bitch juice. Don't ever ask him what's under the mask - its nunyabusiness unless he decides he trusts you enough. Still feeling skittish about the Massacre Soldier? Ok, let's see if we can get you to feel more secure around him.

Meet your Captain -> ☠️

Killer is the mother hen of the crew - he makes sure everyone is well fed, accounted for, drags the crew by the ear to the infirmary if he feels they aren't taking their health seriously, and he is religious about using sunscreen every day (himself and everyone on the crew) - breaking out the tanning oil on his days off.

His passions are cooking, playing drums, making sure his best friend doesn't do something stupid, and taking care of his beautiful hair. He hasn't cut it in 12 years and he has no plans to do so in the future so don't fuck with his hair or he might poison your pasta. Jk, he wouldn't do that to food...unless you do something super fucked up to his hair like cut his strands when you think he's not paying attention. Then he will decapitate you over dinner. Better not eat the red sauce, it may be blood or it may be marinara but do you really want to take the chance to find out?

Most of the crew originated from the South Blue so you could say they're a pretty close knit family. Anyone recruited after they left their island, Killer tends to be more guarded around. He has rapport and history with everyone else; he just needs time to adjust to a new presence and feel out if they're worthy enough to get to know the real him.

That said, Killer might wear his mask all the time by your perceptions; however, when it's just him and his nakama he has no qualms about taking the mask off and letting his hair down. He still won't laugh out loud, only the truly privileged (read: Kid) will ever hear him if he can't choke it down fast enough. If he has a romantic partner, it will take a year at best before he lowers his walls down enough to even attempt broaching the subject.

Killer has the patience of a saint. He has too, have you seen who his best friend is? However, even Killer has his limits and has no issue cutting down someone who fucks around too much. Within the crew, he is not above knocking heads or pulling earlobes - he gives a MEAN titty twister if you really piss him off. He fucking hates pranks that are directed at him, however if you clue him in to your plans on someone else, he might be convinced to help you out - within reason of course. He's not without a sense of humor.

Killer has dedicated his life to watching over Kid and helping him achieve his goals. His ambitions are Kid's ambitions and he will stop at nothing to make his friend King of the Pirates. No one deserves it more than Kid, in his opinion. If you get in the way of their dreams - as a crewmember or a lover - they (yep they make the decision together) kick you off the ship.

This goes without saying but never make fun of Killer's devotion to Kid or of his laugh, he will kill you without even blinking.

Welcome to the crew and try not to piss him or Kid off too much.

[hanlixmin]

You’re My Bro, Bro! || JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x GN Reader <3

Warnings: None, just an annoyed/mad JK

Summary: Y/N plays too much and Jungkook is sick of it😭

A/N: Was working the other night and thought of this on break LMFAOOOOOO enjoy!

P.S: i didn’t proofread this so if there’s mistakes, i’m sorry. pls read past them <3

If you could use only two words to describe your boyfriend right now, it would be “big mad.”

You have to admit though, you’ve been pushing his buttons all day. He thought it was funny to mess with you, so of course, being the lovely partner of him that you are, you had to return the favor.

Jungkook hated when you called him “bro”, “bruh”, “bestie” or anything else other than the cute pet names you called him. It actually made him so mad but you couldn’t help but wonder what kind of reaction you would get out of him.

When you were finally out of the shower, dressed to start the day. You knew Jungkook would already be in the living room watching tv or playing his video games. The perfect time to catch him off guard.

Walking up behind him, he’s playing the video games with taehyung and jimin on the headset. “Hey, bro. You hungry?” Placing a kiss on his head. It definitely did catch Jungkook off guard, causing him to pause his game and remove his headset. “What did you call me?” He looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed together. A laugh dared to come out of your mouth but you held it in well. “I said, babe you hungry?” He looked at you with an expression that said he didn’t believe you. “A little bit.” He said, dragging the sentence because he knows that’s not what you said.

You nodded and headed off to the kitchen, before making it there, you waited until he was in the process of putting his headphones on. “Okay, bro. I’ll make us something to eat.” You didn’t think he heard it, but he immediately ripped his headphones off. “I knew it. Don’t call me that!” He said, shouting from the living room. He wasn’t too mad, but you were sure he’d be getting there. “Call you what? You’re crazy.” You said, turning around to chuckle. With that, you heard his footsteps. “You think you’re funny?” He was not laughing or finding anything hilarious. He was genuinely mad. “Bro, calm down it’s okay.” The laugh you’ve been trying to hold just couldn’t be held in anymore. Jungkook stood there giving you the coldest and most blank stare he’s ever given you. Your laugh was starting to die down but you just couldn’t get over how mad he was over just a simple word. “It’s not funny, Y/N.” Oh, you struck a nerve in him. He never uses your first name. Before you could say anything, he walked back to the couch and got back on his game. He was sulking.

Part of you felt bad, but it was just a little meaningless joke. You’d make it up to him eventually but his reactions were just so funny. Deciding to make his favorite dish, you figured you’d apologize that way. When it was done, you carried both of your plates to the living room. “Here, it’s your favorite.” You stood in front of him blocking his game, instead of acknowledging you, he looked around and past you. Continuing to play his game. “See this is why you’re my bro, bro.” You didn’t even mumble it, because him ignoring you kind of irritated you. Even if you were the one being annoying, him ignoring you always felt like a low blow. “Stop saying that shit, Y/N.” He said, rolling his eyes. He grabbed his plate and ate.

Every time he called you by your first name, it sparked a new line of pettiness in you. “Why you mad though br-“ Before you could say it, he cut you off. He put his hand over your mouth. “Are you done yet?” His eyes were dark. He was not happy with you at all. Not wanting to take it any further, you finally let it go. “Yeah, it was just a little prank bro.” Jungkook slammed the plate down onto the coffee table and was about to get up. “I’m kidding baby, I’m done. I’m done.” You said, pulling him back onto the couch, planting kisses all over his face. “It was a joke. I promise I’m done.” He looked at you as if he was waiting for you to do it again. Jungkook was really not in the mood. “Are you?” He said, with a low and serious tone. You nodded. “Yes, I’m done. Please eat.” You said, wrapping your arms around him.

Once you guys finished eating, you sat there watching him playing his game. “Damn bro- just kidding babe!!You’re good at this.” He poked his tongue into his cheek. “Y/N, don’t start.” He said, and you nodded. “Fine.” You cuddled up against him and eventually fell asleep on his shoulder. As you drifted off, you thought about what other pranks you could do on him.

[aquagustd]

zookeeper bangtan series

Welcome to Bangtan’s Zoo!

For hitting a new milestone, I’ve been working on a little something.

⤺Masterlist

docile - KNJ | M

much to your chagrin, your friend set you up on a date with Kim Namjoon, despite you telling her that he isn’t your type. He’s too sweet. You decide to humor her, and things take a wild turn.

pairing: zookeeper!namjoon x reader

genre: fluff, smut, s2l

tags: joon takes care of the elephants and giraffes, aw. Dom!Namjoon, brat!reader

⇨ read here

overture - KSJ | M

following your grandfather’s demise, you had received an offer for the plot of land that you had inherited, one that holds memories and sentimental value, one that was left to you for a reason. Surely you can devise a solution that suits both you and the buyer?

pairing: zoo owner!seokjin x reader

genre: angst, fluff, crack, smut, s2l

tags: vet!seokjin

⇨ read here

hypnotic - MYG | M

your sister had asked you to take care of your niece for a day, what better place to take her than the zoo? The pretty kitties seem to be her only interest and you’re not mad.

pairing: zookeeper!yoongi x reader

genre: fluff, smut, s2l

tags: oof Yoongi handles them big cats

⇨ read here

snug & smug - JHS | M

you’re forced to take one of your coworkers jobs after she had suddenly quit. On your delivery trip to the local zoo, you spot someone, someone who looks oddly familiar. What bothers you is that you can’t place him, but it seems like he recognizes you.

pairing: zookeeper!hoseok x pizza-delivery-girl!reader

genre: fluff, smut, crack

tags: hobi handles the smaller mammals & petting zoo. aw. fuckboy!hobi

⇨ read here

take flight - PJM | M

your boss is going to murder you when he finds out that you let one of his most precious cats escape. You put up posters, share it on social media, whatever you could do to find her and when you’re about to give up, someone sends you a picture of a man wearing familiar uniform holding a very familiar cat.

pairing: zookeeper!jimin x pet store worker!reader

genre: slight angst, fluff, smut, e2l

tags: jimin takes care of the birds, possessive jimin, he takes ‘finders keepers’ very seriously

⇨ read here

cold-blooded - KTH | M

your boyfriend plays a prank on you, it was funny. Then, he does it again and again, and each time, it gets worse. There’s only so much you can take.

pairing: zookeeper!taehyung x lawyer!reader

genre: angst, smut, fluff

tags: established relationship, eek taehyung handles the reptiles, heavy angst

⇨ read here

opposable 02 - JJK | M

↳ read part 01 here

you’ve never been happier; promotion at work, relocated to a bigger house, and you’re living with the love of your life. Nothing could go wrong, until your boyfriend feels pressured to keep up with your lavish lifestyle.

pairing: zookeeper!jungkook x reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut, bff2l

tags: ah, where this entire series began, new relationship, JK handles the primates (someone asked for more Dea x JK moments, I got you), heavy angst, rich!reader

⇨ read here

Can’t wait for you guys to read this series!

Taglist? Here.

�� aquagustd 2021-2022

[fnafimagines]

FNaF 1 gang with a platonic relationship with a teen girl?

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 (𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂!𝐅𝐍𝐀𝐅 𝟏)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Didn’t expect this, did you? To be completely fair, I didn’t really expect it either. This probably won’t be a regular thing, but I decided to try to at least write one of the requests.

You were a teenager who often enjoyed visiting your favorite childhood pizzeria - Fazbear’s. It filled your heart with bliss, watching all the young children laughing happily as they chased each other around, played on the machines, or listened to the animatronic band.

And it was absolutely your luck that a listing had happened to come out for a job at Fazbear’s; the infamous night shift. The shady restaurant chain decided to hire a teenager, despite the obvious implications of becoming even more liable for the death of a minor.

Was it even luckier for the restaurant that the animatronics were very... selective on their prey?

Freddy Fazbear

The first animatronic to realize that you were not an adult, but rather a teenager.

Despite the fact that you were on the edge of adulthood, the guilty feeling inside his gut decided to spare you instead.

It was harder for him to communicate with you in his animatronic form, forcing him to have to shift to his more human form.

Automatically told the other animatronics not to mess with you.

Especially more unstable ones like Foxy.

He ordered you not to quit and not come back to the restaurant.

As the idiot (jk, you’re not) that you are, curiosity decided to lead you back to the graveyard shift once again. 

He was annoyed but ended up enjoying your company.

If you continued to work at the company, he’d probably become a parental-type figure.

Makes sure that you’re drinking water, doing good in school, and taking care of your mental health.

Will absolutely have you sleep on shift (literally would’ve been the best shift to normally sleep on if you didn’t have murderous animatronics there, but whatever).

If you continue the job into adulthood, still will not attack you since he’s pretty much confirmed that you’re a decent person.

10/10 Friendship

Bonnie the Bunny

Chaotic besties.

You both will literally throw so many pranks around the restaurant.

It will be like Bonnie had a doppelganger.

He acts very similarly to your age, so he feels more like an older brother/best friend than a parent.

There’s the possibility that he’d be interested in teenage trends of the modern-day: bands, shows, movies.

One of the best people to have a movie night with, guarantee it.

He will abso-fucking-lutely teach you guitar.

Would be ecstatic if you asked.

Not very good with any kind of life advice though.

Totally would fight for you, but isn’t really the type to give appropriate advice besides - “why don’t you punch them in the face?”

Not necessarily overprotective or anything, but he definitely has your back if some of your bullies ever come to the restaurant or something.

Just imagine an animatronic coming up behind you and going - “talking shit?”

You’d never be bullied again.

Chica the Chicken

She is literally like your sister.

Like, I swear to God.

Will absolutely bake you sweets or cook pizza for you every night without fail.

You’ve got it made.

Would be so excited if you decided to make it with her.

If you identify as female, would definitely have girl talk with you.

Especially since she’s the only girl out of four boys.

She’d probably join into your movie nights with Bonnie.

Like can we just talk about how you guys would be the absolute best trio in the entire pizzeria?

Iconic.

Now she is definitely someone I could see as becoming a bit overprotective.

If you’re having a bad day, Mama-Bear mode instantly activates.

The doting kind that’ll bring you food, kiss your cheeks, and rub your tears away as you vent.

The best kind.

She’s very clingy to you, and absolutely hates whenever you leave the pizzeria. Sometimes she tries to convince you to hide, but Freddy usually intervenes and forces her to let you go.

She loves you (platonically) a lot, so treat her with care.

Foxy the Pirate Fox

It’s going to be very hard for him to open up to you at first.

You’d probably have to have the trust of Bonnie and Chica before you get anywhere near having a friendship with Foxy.

But when you do establish a connection, you’re friendship is one of the richest ones that there is.

There can be silence between the both of you, but you absolutely know what each other are thinking.

You spend hours exchanging stories with one another, both fake and real, providing lots of entertainment.

Sometimes you just lay on some spare cloth in the back of Pirate’s Cove, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars as you both contemplate over different things.

Your introduction into the pizzeria causes him to start communicating with some of the others, just a little more.

You’ll spot him having small talk with Bonnie or Chica more often, which causes your heart to melt with happiness.

Is the most overprotective of animatronics.

Would actually murder someone for the smallest inconvenience.

He’s a little unstable.

This is why it is important for you to be able to intervene.

It’s not that hard, one pout and he’ll back down - begrudgingly.

Golden Freddy

It will be extremely rare that you ever come into contact with Golden Freddy.

He’d have a watchful eye on you, sure, but he wouldn’t ever talk to you unless absolutely necessary.

But one day, you come across a room in the back. His room.

Freddy would have to step in to make sure that Golden Freddy doesn’t murder you, but he’s actually quite chill.

The other animatronics didn’t know how he’d react to them being friends with a human, but he honestly doesn’t care that much.

Now becoming friends with him is another story.

I could see maybe forming some semblance of an acquaintanceship from discussions of the pizzeria’s former glory.

Perhaps you remember the days when he used to perform.

It wouldn’t be rare that the two of you could be seen making small talk, but he’s not going to join in on your activities with the others.

He does have a certain lonely aura around him.

So you often will seek him out to participate in something more his style.

Card games, board games, etc.

Your friendship would become a simple one, but it’d be nice.

He isn’t protective of you, but can easily step in during the daytime if something happens in the pizzeria. 

He trusts your intelligence, but sometimes keeps an eye on you just in case something happens.

In summary, you now have a large family of animatronics that pretty much adore you, and will continue to adore you till the end of your time. Will it end naturally? That’s up for debate ;)

[ggukcangetit]

Game Changer [1] | jjk x reader

Summary: game changer (n) - a newly introduced element or factor that changes an existing situation or activity in a significant way. it’s the little things that end up making the biggest difference. as you find out in your 6th year, amidst a heated rivalry with Gryffindor Seeker Jeon Jungkook. Pairing: jungkook x reader Words: 5.2k Genre: fluff, comedy, Hogwarts AU! Warnings: swearing, mention of pranks and sabotaged potions. Rating: NC-17 A/N: this is part of the @homeofbangtan​ collab! please check out all the stories - we have a bunch of incredibly talented writers over here. this beautiful banner is by @ttaetae​ as always, i’m late posting my story, so many apologies for that 😭. also, this is part 1 of 2. the second part will be posted at a later date.

“Why would giving someone a lock of your hair be considered romantic?”

Namjoon sighed, knowing that his beautifully hot plate of eggs and bacon was going to be ruined by whatever epiphany you had had. 

“Well, the poets-”

“-so that they can plant your DNA at a crime scene and incriminate you?” You continued, casually cutting off your friend mid-sentence. “No, thank you. I-”

“What an excellent idea! Given anyone a lock of hair recently, y/l/n?”

Your skin prickled, immediately recognizing that annoying voice.

“Poor bastard must’ve run for the hills. I’d gladly relieve them of that lock of hair, though.”

You turned around, frowning at the cocky grin you knew would be lining his features.

“Go fuck yourself, Jeon.”

Jeon Jungkook, fellow sixth year, Gryffindor quidditch seeker, and the bane of your existence, had the gall to chuckle. “I do, actually. Every night.”

“You disgust me,” you muttered, wrinkling up your nose. 

“I’m honored. But you aren’t being entirely truthful.” He tilted his head to one side, grinning at you. “Remember Christmas holidays last year? Whe-”

“I swear if you don’t shut that fucking mouth of yo-”

“What’s going on here? Y/n, isn’t it too early to be scratching someone’s eyes out?” Park Jimin, Slytherin’s seeker, and Jeon Jungkook’s mortal enemy, walked over to fan the flames. The only reason you were civil to him was because it seemed to irk Jungkook so much.

“No one invited snakes to this party.” Jungkook’s entire demeanor changed at the appearance of his Slytherin counterpart.

“Must’ve missed the part where you walking by our peaceful table, stinking up the place, was considered a party, Jeon” you sneered.

“You wouldn’t know a party if it came over and bit you in the arse.”

You rolled your eyes. “That doesn’t even make sense!” 

“What do you expect from the poster boy of thinking with your broomstick?” Jimin chimed in.

“I’ll have you know my broomstick is way l-”

“Well, what do we have here? Breakfast and…?” The broad shoulders of Head Boy and Gryffindor captain, Kim Seokjin, came into view. You weren’t sure if this was a good thing because there was a good chance he would side with his house mate.

“It’s nothing, Seokjin,” you said, leveling Jungkook with a warning stare. “Your beloved seeker was just lost on the way to the Gryffindor table.”

Seokjin surveyed the beginnings of a train wreck and, thankfully, decided to opt for the path of lesser evil. “That’s unfortunate. Should we get going, JK? Team meeting in 5, remember?” Perhaps being made Head Boy had made him a little more reasonable.

“Better get going, then,” Jimin said with a smirk. “But no amount of team meetings is gonna break your losing streak against us.”

“Say that again!” Jungkook nearly lunged at Jimin.

“Okay, calm down! Let’s all play nice.” Seokjin managed to restrain Jungkook. But only just. “We can’t beat them fair and square if any of their players are injured, can we?”

Jungkook shook off Seokjin’s hand. “You’re gonna have your arse handed to you, Park.”

“Well, this was fun. But it’s time we got going. Park.” Seokjin acknowledged the younger boy with a slight nod.

“Kim.” Jimin’s reply did not contain a single ounce of amiability.

Seokjin looked at Jungkook, waiting for him to show some sign of a white flag. When his team’s most headstrong player remained firmly in place, he dug his elbow into his ribs. Hard.

“Park,” Jungkook managed to grind out. “Y/l/n.”

Your eye twitched slightly. “Jeon.”

“Wonderful! How are the eggs today, Namjoon?” Seokjin asked, steering Jungkook away.

“Cold.”

One of your favorite parts of the week is Advanced Arithmancy class. It involves a lot of numbers, which means you spend most of your time immersed in the class and less worried about other pressing things like thinking of a prospective career. More importantly, it is the only class devoid of a certain dark haired Gryffindor seeker.

Your professor is even more imposing now that you are part of the NEWT level class, and you are happy to report that the entire class passes by with no thoughts other than the Arithmancy chart in front of you. Numbers. Information. Predictive capability. All of this makes sense to you. Not once do you think about dark hair, dark eyes, or thick thighs.

After class is another business altogether.

After class, you run headlong into said dark hair, dark eyes, and thick thighs.

“How’re you gonna catch the Snitch with reflexes like that, y/l/n?” Jungkook titled his head to one side, surveying you innocently. “You can’t even avoid running into me when I’ve been walking in your direction for the last 3 minutes.”

You narrowed your eyes. “I don’t have time to deal with you right now, tight arse.”

You attempted to push past him but a simple step to the right meant that he was blocking your way once again.

“What?” you snapped, adjusting the strap of your book bag. “Don’t you have a disenchanted Bludger to lift or something?”

“Wh-what?!” he spluttered, struggling to hide his shock. “What d-do you mean?”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t play dumb, Jeon. You and a bunch of the guys use disenchanted Bludgers to do weight training. It isn’t some sort of big secret.”

You almost wanted to laugh at how appalled he looked.

“Well if you know, then that means everyone else must know as well! Damn it!” Jungkook ran his hands through his hair frustratedly, messing up his windswept waves even further.

“I can’t speak for everyone else,” you said, narrowing your eyes at him. “And, frankly, I don’t even know who ‘everyone else’ includes.”

Jungkook stared at you with that annoying deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m saying, Jeon”- you took a couple of steps towards him - “that it seems to me that you’re implying that I’m a gossip. And I don’t appreciate that.”

“So…” he paused, gazing at your inquiringly.

“What is it now?” you snapped, tired of his long pauses.

“You know about the Bludger training, but you didn’t tell anyone else about it?”

“No?” You were confused. “Why the hell is this even relevant?”

He didn’t say anything, electing to annoyingly tilt his head to one side again. The stupid sparkle was back in his eyes and you fought the urge to slap the smirk off his face.

“Anything else?” you asked. The smile you were attempting was probably more creepy than amicable, but you didn’t care at this point.

He shook his head, and you took this as a sign to leave the frustrating conversation. Throwing one last look his way, you walked off towards your next class. You were nearly out of earshot when he yelled after you.

“How’d you know my arse was tight?”

The first month of classes rushed by in a blur of assignments, lectures, prefect rounds, and two near explosions involving Park and Jeon. October rolled in with a gust of cool hair, and the promise of 6 weeks of brutal quidditch practice. The first match of the season was approaching, and that meant that the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin had heightened considerably. Hallways were dangerous - a stray Hufflepuff second year getting hit with a Strawberry Vomit hex while running to reach their next class. Meals at the Great Hall were turning into a series of mini warzones. But perhaps the worst hit were Potions classes.

Rumors of broken ingredient shelves, ponytails on fire, and purple-skinned casualties filled the common rooms as students from each year readied themselves for a war in the dungeons. Despite not being from either of the warring houses, you were wary of any sudden movements or suspicious activities around you. You were still Ravenclaw’s seeker, and hindering your performance in any match would ultimately benefit the rival teams even if they weren’t playing you in the next match.

During one particularly uneventful Potions lesson, your eyes happened to chance upon a curious incident unfolding.

One of the Slytherin’s seated a couple of rows to your left, had his wand pointed at something in front of him, the deliberate movements indicative of a spell being cast.

You hastened to stop him from sabotaging someone’s potion, until you recognized who the targeted cauldron belonged to. You’d recognize that head of dark hair anywhere - the razor sharp edges and gelled strands were unmistakable, now that you thought about it.

With a final flick of the saboteur’s wand, some unknown spell had successfully been cast on Jeon Jungkook’s potion.

The unsuspecting Gryffindor had been leaning across and chatting with one of his teammates, only realising that something was wrong when his pearly white potion started bubbling a viscous, angry brown.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Jungkook cursed, scanning through the instructions to figure out where he had gone wrong.

Spirals of steam were now rising from the potion, and Jungkook’s hair had started to droop. A weird feeling settled in the pit of your stomach as you watched him frantically try to figure out what had gone wrong. It was a mix between satisfaction and nausea, and if you allowed yourself to be completely honest, there was a smidgen of guilt hidden somewhere as well.

All of that evaporated as soon as you noticed his partner reach over and tap her wand on the troublesome cauldron, successfully neutralizing the disaster that would have resulted otherwise. You knew her - sort of. She was a Hufflepuff whom you had never really interacted with. And as someone you had never really interacted with, logically, there shouldn’t be any reason for the surge of annoyance you felt as you watched her say something to Jungkook, eliciting a whole-hearted laugh from him

The bell rang soon after, and it was hard to tell who looked more pissed off - the Slytherin who had failed to tamper with the Gryffindor Golden Boy’s potion; or you.

The first practice of the season was always one of the worst. But the ones closer to the actual match were, in your opinion, a true representation of hell. This was the last practice your team would be getting before the Gryffindor-Slytherin match on Saturday. The pitch had been booked by either team for the entirety of Thursday and Friday. While usually, block booking an entire day was not allowed during the quidditch season, the new quidditch coach had decided that this tactic merely demonstrated a team’s passion for the sport.

This had left your captain extremely irate, ordering a high intensity set of drills, and rerunning plays at least half a dozen times.

“Y/l/n! How the hell are you going to catch the Snitch before Diaz?! That last turn was unbelievably sloppy!”

You pulled your broom to a halt midair and turned around to face your captain. Jacob Trent was a burly seventh year, known for his brusque leadership style and impeccable goalkeeping.

“You need to get your head out of your arse, Trent. That turn was fine, and Diaz is a first time Seeker! She-”

“Don’t talk to me like that!” Trent yelled, causing practice to stop abruptly. “I’m your captain!”

You clenched your jaw. “I’m sorry.” This seemed to appease him slightly. “With all due respect, you need to get your head out of your arse, captain.”

Trent looked like he was about to pop an aneurysm.

“Like I said, Diaz is an inexperienced third year, playing her first match against a Ravenclaw team consisting of seasoned players.” The entire team was listening to what you were saying. “You’ve been running us ragged with these practices, and I think that’s just gonna harm us in the long run.”

Trent crossed his arms over his chest, frown deepening in his forehead. “You think practice is a waste of time, y/l/n?”

“No, I think practicing like this is detrimental to the team. Look at Song, for example” - you pointed at the petite fifth year, who looked extremely alarmed to be singled out like that - “she’s been having trouble throwing the Quaffle today because she injured her elbow during practice yesterday.”

Song quickly pulled the sleeves of her quidditch robes down.

“And Basu, over there, nearly keeled over into his potion three times during yesterday’s class.” Your curly haired classmate flushed in embarrassment at being called out like that.

“My point is,” you continued, turning back towards Trent. “Everyone needs time to recuperate after training. And they’re not getting that chance because each subsequent practice is more brutal than the previous one.”

There was silence for a few moments as the players exchanged looks, trying to gauge the captain’s reaction.

“I see,” Trent answered, after a long pause. “I understand that the team should not be pushed beyond reasonable limits. So for next week’s practice leading up to the match against Hufflepuff, we will be doing 2 hour intensity training sessions every alternate day, and 3 hour practices of plays and drills on the other days.”

A few sighs of relief could be heard from the team. You allowed yourself a small smile.

“And as the person who pointed this out to me” - Trent continued, flying down to the grassy pitch - “Y/l/n will be cleaning our kits without magic, and then spend the day rearranging the quidditch lockers after the Gryffindor-Slytherin match on Saturday.”

“WHAT?!”

Cleaning an entire teams’ kits was bad enough, but handling the locker room after the first match of the season was a special brand of torture reserved for the absolute worst offenses, rarely doled out to senior players.

“But-”

“Good practice, everyone!” Trent yelled out, completely ignoring you. “I expect to see each of you at the match tomorrow. Now get some rest!”

It was about half past seven when everyone had finished showering and was headed back to the castle for dinner. You had managed to get through Song and Martinez’ kits in that time, but that wasn’t much of an achievement because both of them usually cleaned their kits themselves after every practice.

“Thanks for taking one for the team, y/l/n,” said Basu, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “The new schedule is going to be so much more effective.”

Song patted you on the back sympathetically. “Should I save some food for you?”

“No, I’ll be fine. Thanks for the offer, though!”

You would seriously regret this statement as you trudged back to the castle almost three hours later. Cleaning kits without the use of magic was a gruelling task, but the fact that some people (Jeremy Evans, that little bastard!) hadn’t used a single ounce of cleaning magic on their kits for, what you assumed must be, seventeen months, made your job even worse. Now you were grimy, sweaty, extremely hungry, and uncomfortably sore from the practice earlier.

Being a prefect had its perks; you knew which hallways to avoid at what times. And if anyone caught you, you could always say that you had been given extra patrol duty. You were pretty certain Seokjin would go along with a tiny exaggeration like that - and if he didn’t, you’d be sure to bring up the fiasco after last year’s Halloween feast.

Your stomach growled, bringing your attention to the fact that it was nearly 11 at night and you had no way of getting any food.

This day could not get any worse.

“What’s this? Y/n wandering the halls after curfew? Looks like you’re really trying to get some points docked.”

Apparently, it could get worse.

“What are you doing here, Jeon?” You crossed your arms over your chest, an instinctive reaction whenever you spoke to him.

Jungkook smirked, digging his hands into his pocket. His tie was loosely knotted, and the ink stains on his rolled up sleeves indicated that he had probably been working on one of the homework assignments due next week.

“I am on patrol duty tonight. So don’t even try that tactic where you claim to be out past curfew because you were assigned extra patrol. I’m way tighter with the Head Boy than you’ll ever be.”

“Fine! You caught me, okay? I have no exc-” Your stomach took this moment to growl loudly.

Jungkook bit back a laugh. “I guess you missed dinner, huh?”

You didn’t respond, extremely annoyed by the direction this conversation had taken.

“Well, I could help you out with some sustenance, if you want,” he continued, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“I’d rather starve than accept help from you,” you muttered, preparing to storm off in the direction of the Ravenclaw tower.

“Oh come on! Work with me here, y/n! I promise you won’t regret it.” Jungkook was whining at this point, and for some reason you found that equally hilarious and endearing.

You weighed your options - going to bed hungry and waking up extremely disgruntled, or braving a random journey with your arch enemy to some unknown location?

“There’ll be butter croissants and cheese danishes,” he continued, leaning in conspiratorially.

Although, would it be accurate to call Jeon Jungkook your arch enemy after last Christmas?

“Aren’t you glad you trusted me?” Jungkook bit into a raspberry cheese danish, looking in front of him contentedly.

The two of you were sitting at the Astronomy Tower, munching on a surprisingly varied assortment of flaky pastries.

“I’m still not completely sure that you haven’t poisoned this somehow.”

He snorted, reaching over across you to grab another pastry. He smelt of apples and cherries, and you wondered if he had changed his cologne recently.

“Seokjin would kill me if I did anything to these,” he continued, completely unaware of the thoughts flitting through your head. “This is his secret stash of midnight treats. I’m already taking a huge risk by bringing you here, y/n. I don’t think you quite understand the gravity of the situation.”

It was your turn to snort. You knew Seokjin wouldn’t mind you snagging a couple of danishes from his stash. But you also knew how he and Jungkook loved to be dramatic about the most ridiculously insignificant things. Sometimes you wondered why you and the Gryffindor boy next to you weren’t friends. He was friends with Seokjin and Namjoon - both of whom you were pretty close to. He didn’t go around hexing people in hallways. And most importantly, he always smelled nice.

But then your mind would take you back to that horrific day during your second month at Hogwarts where you, an unsuspecting 12 year old, had been brutally attacked by Jeon Jungkook’s subpar Transfiguration skills. Your eyebrows had disappeared for about 48 hours, and your hair had turned a disgustingly tacky shade of green. Your young soul had never known anger such as that day. And Jeon Jungkook had been forever deemed arch enemy number 1.

“Ugh I’m so full.” Jungkook stretched tiredly.

What you didn’t know was that Jungkook had been aiming at Park Jimin’s freshly cut blonde hair - hoping to turn it the exact shade of Gryffindor red, but due to his poor control over his own magic, had ended up hitting you instead. His apology had been drowned in a burst of nervousness, coupled with the murderous look in your eyes. Things had escalated soon after, as you openly showed your hatred towards him, and he had quickly grown more and more hostile with each interaction.

The quidditch rivalry had just been the icing on the cake - the competition growing more heated every year as the trash talk got worse. The score was tied at 2 Snitches apiece - you had caught it during second and third year, while Jungkook had caught it the next two years. And the fact that the Gryffindor-Ravenclaw match was the last one of the season, meant that the stakes were always so much higher.

“Maybe it’s because you just scarfed down 5 danishes in 10 minutes,” you said, brushing the crumbs off your shirt.

He scoffed in response. “Please, 8 danishes in 8 minutes is my personal record.”

You were woken up by a harsh ray of sunlight falling directly on your face. Which was odd because your bed was the farthest away from the window in the dorm. And what was even more strange was that your pillow felt harder than usual and smelt… very different.

Kind of like…

“JEON JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK?!”

The raven haired boy jolted awake, successfully causing his chin to bump into your head. The previous peaceful position, where you had fallen asleep with your head on his chest, had been altered drastically as you realised just how bad this would look if someone were to come across the two of you.

“Ow! Why is your head so thick, y/n?!” Jungkook groaned, rubbing his chin gingerly.

“Shut up!” you snapped, still thrown off by the entire situation and how you had just seen Jungkook with bed hair. “We will never speak of this again! Understand?”

His eyes hardened, despite the sleep coating them. “Christmas 2.0, huh?”

You didn’t bother to reply, rushing down the stairs in the hope that you’d make it back to your dorm before someone found out that you hadn’t spent the night there. As luck would have it, you bumped into not one, but three different people on the way back.

The first was Park Jimin - the older boy fixing you with a hard look as he noted the state of your clothes. But before he could say anything that would start off the rumor mill, you had bounded off, leaving nothing but a confused Slytherin in your wake.

The second person was much harder to shake. Seokjin was a true morning person, sending you a bright smile as he noticed you running from the other end of the corridor.

“Y/n! You’re up early today, aren’t you?”

He would definitely spot the stray crumbs of pastry you had snuck out of his stash. This would lead to follow up questions you had no desire in answering, so you literally swerved out of his way, throwing a hasty “gotta use the loo!” his way to avoid any possibility of the conversation continuing.

The second disaster had been averted, but you could only push your luck so far. Because your entrance into the Ravenclaw tower was greeted by the mildly inquisitive gaze of a sleep deprived Namjoon.

One look at you and he knew that you were hiding something.

“You spent the night outside the tower?” he asked, quietly. “Should I be worried?”

You shook your head. “No, it’s nothing. I’ll explain later. I have to hand in my Arithmancy homework before breakfast so I can’t really stop and chat right now, Joon.”

Namjoon dropped the subject after that, but you knew that he would eventually bring it up again at some point. You were glad that he was looking out for you, but it was just too embarrassing to have to explain how you had ended up falling asleep with Jungkook at the Astronomy Tower, known for the most hasty hookups in the history of Hogwarts.

Thankfully, you didn’t have much time to dwell on this matter over the next couple of days. Assignments kept you busy, and Jungkook made himself scarce. It wasn’t until the morning of the first match that you came face to face with him. The excitement on his face disappeared as soon as he made eye contact with you, his mouth dipping down into a frown as he waited for you to say something.

“Er, good luck today,” you managed to eke out, cringing at yourself.

He nodded his head before walking over to where his team was sitting, face breaking into a smile as Seokjin clapped him on the back.

It was going to be a good match. The entire school was pumped up - anticipating a real nail-biter after the weeks of hostility and build up. Both teams were strong but you’d give Gryffindor a slight advantage due to the strength of their defense. Seokjin’s broad shoulders packed a massive punch every time he swung his Beater’s bat, and the fifth year Keeper had proven to be an exceptional find during the previous season.

You made your way into the stands, not really wanting to sit with anyone. You liked to focus during other team games - it allowed you to assess their strengths and weaknesses, and maybe even try a hand at figuring out their plays. Sitting with your friends always ended up distracting you from that mission.

The Slytherin team flew out, loud boos echoing through the air as the green and silver robes fluttered in the light breeze. Almost the entirety of their team consisted of seventh years, making them a big threat but also ensuring that a huge gap would need to be filled the following year. It just hadn’t been future-focused team building by the last two captains. Young Slytherin talent had not been uncovered at the correct time.

And this ultimately showed in the game’s final score. Even though Jimin had managed to catch the Snitch with a brilliant last minute manoeuvre, Slytherin lost because of their poor goal scoring. The weaknesses in their team had never been addressed, and now they were on the verge of graduating.

Neither team looked particularly friendly as they shook hands at the end of the match. Jungkook had fixed Jimin with such a caustic glare that Seokjin had run over to steer his seeker away from any potential post-match scuffles.

Just as the team started walking towards the lockers, your eyes locked with Jungkook’s for a brief moment and you were startled by the emotions swirling around inside them. You couldn’t help but wonder what was going on inside his head - your thoughts continually drifting back to his stormy eyes as you organized the lockers after the match.

The morning of the Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff match dawned bright and sunny. Even though this was your fifth year playing for your house, the nerves never really went away. You nibbled on a piece of toast at breakfast, sighing in relief as Trent called for the team to assemble at the locker. Namjoon gave you a quick thumbs up before you left the table - he was always so good at calming you down while doing the bare minimum.

“Good luck, y/n!” Seokjin yelled out, waving enthusiastically from the Gryffindor table. Next to him, Jungkook didn’t even look up from his plate of bacon, jaw clenching as he chewed the deep fried meat determinedly. It was weird seeing him ignore you like this. You were so used to endless arguments, fights, and disagreements, that this felt like an unpleasant feeling at the pit of your stomach.

“Alright, team! We’ve been preparing for this match for weeks. You know every single play inside out and when to use what. Stay sharp and focused, and don’t get too cocky. Hufflepuff aren’t pushovers by a long shot.”

Trent’s pep talks were always sort of brusque, but they did the job because he lived by the words he spoke.

“Let’s go!”

Flying into the air alongside the crowd’s cheers was a high you never got tired of. Every fibre of your being felt like it had been injected with new life. All the nerves washed away as you registered the magnificence of the quidditch pitch, and the game that you loved so much.

“Welcome to the second game of the season!” The commentator’s voice boomed through the air. “After a sizzling start last week, we have another great match to look forward to today! First up, the Hufflepuff tea-”

You took a deep breath. It was almost time. The entire Hufflepuff team had been introduced.

“And now the Ravenclaws! Led by Captain and Keeper, Jacob Trent. Chasers Song, Basu, and Evans, Beaters Martinez and Roy, and Seeker Y/l/n!”

The crowd erupted in cheers, and you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your features. This was truly one of the greatest feelings ever.

The whistle blew sharply, as the Snitch was released into the air. All fourteen players sprung into action, getting into formation as a young Hufflepuff chaser grabbed the Quaffle.

“McAllister has the Quaffle! She’s going strong - dodges Song - dodges Evans - she’s nearing the goal and - OH! Blocked by an incredible Bludger from Roy! Song has the Quaffle now - she was Hogwarts’ leading scorer last year-”

You tuned out the commentary, scanning the pitch carefully for that elusive speck of fluttering gold. The sun was a pain to deal with while flying but it made the Snitch just a tiny bit easier to spot. At the proper angle, the tiny golden ball would reflect the sun’s rays enough for you to get a good idea of its location.

“Evans scores again! Ravenclaw are up 90 points to 30! Hufflepuff are back in possession now-”

Just then you spotted Diaz bolt off in the direction of the Ravenclaw stands.

“Looks like Diaz has spotted the Snitch! What a promising start to her first match!”

You accelerated after her. The match had been going on barely 10 minutes and this rookie player had already spotted the Snitch. There was no way you were going to lose.

‘Oohs’ and ‘aahs’ filled the air as you and Diaz zoomed through the air, rushing to get your hand on the tiny golden ball first. The Snitch was floating very close to the ground, meaning that a dive would be extremely dangerous. Diaz pushed forward with another burst of speed, hurtling towards the ground at the base of the Ravenclaw stands.

You assessed the situation - the Snitch was flighty and the dive was going to be too tight to isolate it quickly enough. There was no way it wouldn’t flutter off as soon as either of you tried to get closer.

And sure enough, the speck of gold suddenly disappeared as Diaz tried to straighten her low dive at the last minute, losing balance and crashing into the ground.

The game continued, with Song and Basu scoring three more times each to give your team a sizable lead over Hufflepuff. Diaz had been disheartened by the close call, hovering close to the Hufflepuff hoops uncertainly, eyes not really searching for the Snitch.

This was your chance. You needed to close the game now. Catching the Snitch with this score difference would give Ravenclaw a decent advantage in the overall running for the Quidditch Cup.

“Y/l/n has spotted the Snitch! She’s racing off towards the Ravenclaw hoops - dodges a hefty Bludger from Lee - Diaz is hot on her tail - looks like the Snitch might pull another last minu- OH MY GOD Y/L/N HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! RAVENCLAW WIN 300-90!”

You clasped the tiny golden ball in your hand as your teammates rushed over to congratulate you. The crowd cheered loudly as the Hufflepuff team flew down to shake hands. It was a good, clean game, and you couldn’t have hoped for a better result.

Why, then, did you feel so empty and nauseous?

You knew why. As much as you tried to deny it. You knew it as your eyes connected with Jungkook’s - your stomach sinking as you registered the frown on his face, and the unfathomable look in his eyes.

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Hi, I love your works! I saw you opened your requests, can I request some headcanons of Levi with a fem s/o who likes to play pranks on him to make him smile? Thank you so much❤️

hii! ♡ thank you for your words ❤, of course you can get some headcanons! <3 i hope you enjoy, and thank you for requesting.

Levi with a prankster girlfriend hcs

Characters: Levi Ackerman

Warnings: None

Levi Ackerman:

- oh boy.. pranking Levi is definitely a dangerous game, you better be careful what you to do this guy or he will whoop your ass 😭 (jk jk!)

- you never do it to purposely piss off Levi, you do it to cheer him up. he almost never smiles or cracks a grin, the pranks are to get him to laugh or smile. sometimes it never works and he just calls you an annoying brat 😭.

- Levi was definitely confused the one day he came from work and the house was very quiet, it was too quiet. the first prank you ever did on him was with silly string and he was not exactly the happiest 🙄, but he did get you back.. in other ways 👀.

- you once replaced the sugar with salt and you were dead meat.

- the worst prank you ever pulled on Levi was probably when you filled his pillow case with whipped cream, his hair was all sticky and he was not happy 😭, this guy was so pissed off and you were certain that night he would have broken up with you.

- as much as Levi may say he hates the pranks, he genuinely does enjoy the fun from you. it's always a surprise when he comes home, he likes the excitement of not knowing what you're next prank might be.

- when Levi tells Hanji or Erwin about the pranks you pull they are genuinely shocked how Levi doesn't yell at you or get mad, but Levi tells them he honestly doesn't get that mad.

- "it may be a thorn in my ass but i get a kick out of her chaotic behavior,"

- one day you decided to prank him again and when he came back home, you were trying your best to hold in your laughter.

- when he got pranked he looked genuinely mad at you and your heart started racing, you thought that was the last straw and that Levi was going to yell at you.

- but.. he smiled

- Levi started to chuckle while he was wiping the whipped cream from his face, you were standing there shocked when he laughed because it was so unusual for him to laugh at your pranks.

- he came closer to you and you thought he was going to get pissed at you, but he smiled at you and it warmed your heart.

- "uh.. baby? are you okay?"

- "i'm fine.. but i think i need some help cleaning up,"

- he had a giant smirk on his face and you knew EXACTLY what that meant 😭.

- but anywho, Levi told you that he's thankful for you making his day all the time. he also explained that he doesn't mind the pranks but he always says you'll be the one cleaning up 🙄

- these were so cute gn