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Hello, how are you? Can you do IM, pastel orange and hippopotamus, please? Thank you

SparksDrabble

Pairing: IM (Changkyun–Monsta X) x Reader

Genre: FLUFFFF

Word Count: 973

Pastel orange: fireHippopotamus: hungry

The sound of the waves crashing against the sand registered with you, but only as a background noise. You moved your feet from side to side, pushing them further down into the sand. The coolness felt nice against your feet, but the rest of you was a little too cold for comfort. Day was turning into night, a gorgeous pastel sunset come and gone. Darkness was beginning to show itself and soon you wouldn’t be able to see anything other than the fire that your friends were working on in front of you. And you, being the immense help that you were, were sitting on a blanket in the sand, with pillows behind you for comfort. 

“Really, Y/N? You’re not going to help at all?” One of your friends asked jokingly, but also slightly annoyed.

“Oh…” You say trailing off. “Well, looks to me like the five of you are doing an exceptional job on your own!” You plaster on an innocent smile, which gains you quite a few rolls of eyes. 

“You truly are unbelievable, Y/N,” someone says from behind you, adding a chuckle to the end of it. You quickly turn around to see IM standing behind you with a grin on his face, and a bag full of groceries in his arms. 

“Oh my gosh, finally!” You yell, extremely excited. You hop up from your spot in the sand and race over to IM. A laugh comes from IM’s mouth and you could tell that he was starting to shift the grocery bag to prepare for your hug. But then his grin disappears. “Thanks!” You snatch the grocery bag out of his arms and fast walk back to your spot on the blanket. 

Some of your friends who were tending to the fire began to laugh. “Of course Y/N is more excited to get to the bag of food than she is to see her boyfriend after not seeing him for a week,” they say.

You were looking through the bag of food when you remember that what you just did may have been right on the borderline between being funny and just being rude. Slowly turning your head, you look at your boyfriend who was staring at you with a look of both annoyance and disbelief. You scrunch your face up apologetically. “Sorry, babe,” you say and then put the grocery bag down next to you.

Once again you hop up and walk over to IM, but this time you’re excited to see him, not just the food. It had most definitely been a long week without seeing him, you were just very hungry and didn’t think he’d get upset about your reaction to seeing him. 

“Hi,” you say cheerily as you throw your arms over his shoulders, lacing your fingers behind his neck. You give his cheeks a few kisses before leaning back to look him in the eyes. He still looks hurt that you just took the food without giving him a hug or a kiss first. 

“Hi,” he mumbles, looking away and acting as though he’s much more offended than you know he actually is. Knowing something that will get him to smile, you pinch his cheeks and pull them away from his face so that he begins to look very silly. 

After a few seconds of you messing with him, he finally breaks and scrunches his nose up. “You are such a stinker!” He says, wrapping his arms around your lower back and picking you up before spinning the two of you around. You giggle and tuck your head into the crook of his shoulder. 

IM sets you down and nuzzles his nose against yours. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” he says, taking your hand and leading you over to where you’d be sitting before he’d arrived. 

“Oh, I know,” you say confidently. When he doesn’t respond and halts in his steps you turn and give him a grin. “I’m just kidding!” You lean against him, tilting your chin up to kiss his neck. After a moment he gives in and gives your waist a squeeze along with a kiss on the forehead.

The two of you finally make it to the blanket you had been sitting on and plop down next to each other. You rest your arm over IM’s leg. The rest of the group has finally managed to get a fire going and have settled into their respective spots. The couples are cuddled up and everyone has began to pass around the food IM brought. As you’re beginning to prepare your hot dog, IM leans over and whispers in your ear, “I’m still bitter about the fact that you were happier to see the food than you were to see me.” You shiver from his hot breath tickling your ear.

You turn your head so that you’re inches away from IM’s face. His scent wafts over to you and your eyes practically flutter closed. The way he smelled was such a scent of comfort and happiness to you that it had a calming effect on your body.

“What can I do to make it up to you?” You ask, winking and then giving him a cheesy smile. 

He rolls his eyes and then slides his hand into your hair. “Just kiss me, dummy.”You giggle as your lips press against IM’s and the sparks that you always feel ignite from within. As if the fire in the center of the circle could feel your passion, it crackled and sparks flew. Those sparks always flew when you were with IM, and you would never get tired of them.

thanks for reading! / this gif is not mine

xx, s

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for the game thing - S.Coups, Light Grey, Tiger

Life SaverDrabble

Pairing: Seungcheol (S.Coups-Seventeen) x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 755

Light grey: sharkTiger: scary

The sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the bright blue sky. It was a gorgeous day and you were so happy to be at the beach. The water was sparkling and translucent. There was a huge smile on your face and you felt so free and happy in that moment. 

Then things took a turn for the worse.

It was still a blur to you whenever you looked back on exactly what happened. Your mind blocked it out since it could have been so much worse than it was. What you do remember was one moment you were splashing around in the water and inhaling a deep breath of fresh air, and then the next you heard screaming and lots of splashing. 

“Shark!” Someone screamed. Your eyes had shot open and your heart immediately began pounding at an unhealthy rate. But you couldn’t move. You were just frozen in your spot in the shallow water. That one word held so much fear for you that it had consequently paralyzed your entire body. You just could not move despite your brain screaming at you to get out of the water. 

The next thing you remembered happening was that all the screaming voices seemed to become hazy and muted. The sun was blinding your vision so much so that you couldn’t see anything around you. You were completely helpless and you knew that the shark would sense that. This would be how you died. 

But then something miraculous happened.

You remembered a strong arm wrapping around your bare stomach and yanking you backwards. You stumbled along as this person pulled you back from the water and up onto the sand. Once you finally stopped moving, you had regained some composure of your body. You blinked a few times and the first thing you’re able to see is a dorsal fin gliding along the surface of the ocean. There was a shark in the exact spot you had just been moments before. 

“Are you okay?” You shift your eyes from the shark in the water to the handsome boy standing in front of you. He looked concerned and was looking you up and down. “Are you hurt?”

It takes you a moment to register his question, but once you do, you shake your head and squeak out, “No, I’m fine…did you pull me out of the water?”

The boy seems to relax slightly after hearing you talk. “Yeah. You weren’t moving and everyone else had left. If I hadn’t moved you…” he shakes his head and runs a hand through his dark hair. “I don’t even want to think about what could happen.”

He was right. You didn’t want to think about it either. It was terrifying that you were seconds away from becoming a shark’s lunch. The relaxing day had changed into your worst nightmare, but thanks to this guy, you were still alive.

As you truly looked at his face, there was something oddly familiar about him. That’s when it clicked. You’d seen this boy around town. He worked at a local pizza shop and every time you’d gone in there he had caught your attention. Not only was he gorgeous, he also gave off a vibe of being a sweet and protective guy, and he had just proved that. 

“You work at the pizza shop downtown, right?” You ask quietly. Your whole body was still shaking, but you wanted to try and distract yourself from what had just happened. 

He gives you a small smile. “Yeah I do. You look familiar. Hawaiian pizza right?”

You let out an awkward laugh. “That’s me. Good memory.” 

“I’m Seungcheol,” he says with a smile, but the smile quickly disappears as he notices you shaking. “Here.” Seungcheol slides off his jacket and wraps it around your shoulders. Once he’s done, he doesn’t move away. Instead, he rubs his hands up and down your arms and pulls you against him. “You’re safe now. That shark won’t get you.” 

Just hearing those words from this handsome stranger was enough to make you finally realize what traumatizing thing had just happened. Tears begin to fall from your eyes and all Seungcheol does is hold you. Who knew the local pizza boy would turn out to be the guy who saved your life?

thanks for reading! // xo

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jungkook, werewolf!!! pliss? smut if u feel confortable (readed in heat or something idk)

anonymous said: plsssss, jk werewolf, u are in heat and he is protective and jealous around ya (love and hate couple)

The idea of a person being in heat is just so funny to me since I foster animals and just had a mama cat who went through being in heat…but I think I understand what you’re getting at, so I hope I wrote what you were wanting! Thanks for the request :)

As You WishWerewolf AU

Pairing: Jungkook (BTS) x Reader

Genre: SMUTTTTTTTTTITTY Smut

Word Count: 3,987

You had been a werewolf for about five years now. Right after you had been bitten was rough for sure. You had no idea what to do with the new body you would occasionally transform into and it was just a stressful time. Thankfully, all that stuff had gotten easier recently. Particularly since you had met Jungkook. 

Jungkook was a boy who you had met last year in one of your classes. Your first impression of him was that he was just like most of the other boys at your school: a fuckboy. All he wanted was to get laid and pass his classes, even if it meant cheating the majority of the time. But to your extreme surprise, when the two of you had been paired together for a project, he was the exact opposite. Sure, he had the exterior of a fuckboy and would put on a face that made everyone think that’s how he was. 

Despite this, when it was just the two of you, you saw a sweeter side to him that very few had the privilege of seeing. He was caring, respectful, and honestly a bit of a goofball, which was an extreme parallel to his “bad boy” school persona. You much preferred the nicer side. 

After that first project together, the two of you became good friends. You were really the only girl at school that he would consistently hangout with, both during school hours and afterwards. You could see the jealous scowls that were shot in your direction as you walked down the halls, but there wasn’t anything you could do about it. Just because some of Jungkook’s previous hookup’s were upset that you were the only girl he actually spent time with, was no reason for your day to be ruined. So you would brush it off and ignore them all. Though, the times when Jungkook would skip up beside you and throw his arm around your shoulders and give you a kiss on the temple certainly didn’t help. 

You weren’t complaining though. Unfortunately for you, you had begun to catch feelings for him in the past couple months. Sure he was a total dick sometimes, but recently, you had learned what the reason for that was. 

Jungkook was also a werewolf. He’d been bitten about three years ago so it was a bit newer for him. You’d found out one day when you were over at his house for your weekly movie night. The tradition had been one you had started early on in the friendship and it had stuck because of your common love for movies. You still remembered that night clearly. It was about a week after the full moon. Every month on the full moon, all werewolves would turn. It was the one night when all wolves had no choice about whether or not they transformed. All other times it was voluntary. 

Though wolves could control the change when it wasn’t a full moon, newer werewolves had a harder time controlling when and where they changed. Jungkook had suddenly started acting weird during the movie, showing signs of changing such as a headache and anxiety. He had suddenly gotten up and ran into his bedroom. Feeling concerned you followed him. 

Jungkook slammed his door shut just as you reached his room. You didn’t say anything, just slowly opened his door and looked up. What you saw shocked you. It was like you were looking into a mirror. Jungkook’s clothes were beginning to rip since he had no time to undress before the change and you could see his bones moving beneath his skin. There was nothing “cute” about becoming a werewolf, that was for damn sure. And yet, seeing one of your closest friends go through the same thing that you had been through too many times the past five years, lifted a weight from your shoulders and the sight was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. 

Just as you were about to step into the room, Jungkook’s head whipped around and you gasped as his brown eyes began to turn black. Right before he growls, you can see the look of concern come across his face. You recognized it. It displayed the concern that he might hurt you. It was a feeling you had dealt with many times and you knew how terrifying it was. You were about to speak and comfort him when suddenly Jungkook lunged for the door. 

You closed it right before he reached you, but instead of the door stopping him, he just crashed right through it. You knew that he was not experienced enough nor strong enough to control how he acted while in wolf form, so you never blamed him for what happened next.

Jungkook’s wolf catches your foot before you’re able to get away. You stumble and feel a sharp pain shoot up through your arm as your hands brace your fall. You roll over so you’re able to keep your eyes on the snarling wolf. Scooting backwards you said, “Jungkook. Listen to me. You have to overcome the wolf. Don’t let it run you. You’re the one in control. You have to fight it.” 

For a moment there was a flicker of recognition and the black eyes faded slightly back to brown, but then the black filled up the wolf’s eyes again and he growled at you once more. You can tell there was no use trying to talk Jungkook’s wolf down. He was out of control, much like his human personality, and you certainly didn’t want to get more hurt than you already were. 

Giving Jungkook a glare, you heave a heavy sigh. “Fine. Then you leave me no choice.”

You see Jungkook crouch, and you know he is about to jump on you. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath, and suddenly time stops. Inside of your body, you feel a heat start at your heart, and spread throughout your whole body. There was nothing about the transformation that was comfortable, but you had found a way to make it tolerable at the very least. 

Once the heating phase was over, the breaking phase came next, which was your least favorite part. In order to transform into a wolf, your human bones, had to turn into wolf bones. And let’s just say the process for that was extremely painful. Lucky for you, you had mastered the process over the years and were able to almost blackout that part. Once that phase was over, you were practically a wolf. Your fur just had to grow in, but that wasn’t as important. 

Your eyes fly open just as Jungkook leaps into the air. You stand strong in your place, your claws digging into the carpet. A ferocious snarl rips up your throat and you snarl at Jungkook, letting his wolf know who the alpha was. His reaction was interesting. Mid-air, his expression went from “attack mode” to “submissive mode”. Instead of landing on you, he lands right in front of you and immediately lays down onto his stomach. He brings his paws over his head and whines at you, letting you know that he understand who was in charge. 

Jungkook. Look at me. 

The wolf looks up and suddenly, Jungkook’s amazing brown eyes pierce through the black. That’s exactly what you were hoping would happen. Nothing like a little werewolf telepathy to really make a boy understand that he needed to get his shit together. 

How…how is this possible? His voice filters into your head.

I’ll explain everything, but I need you to transition back to human form. I don’t like being in wolf form unless I have to be. 

Jungkook’s wolf tilts his head to the side and then gives a little bark. You growl at him and he barks again. He was still a little shit head even as a wolf. 

Once you see Jungkook begin his transformation back, you follow suit and soon the both of you are standing in ripped clothes and feeling extremely confused. The conversation that followed the “wolfing out” incident, was definitely an interesting one. Jungkook let you know how he became a wolf and that he was still struggling to accept it. You told him your story and he was excited that you were a werewolf just like him.

From that moment on, you and Jungkook were practically inseparable. From school, to work, to anytime in between, you did everything together. Many people at your school were convinced that the two of you had been dating for months now, but the truth was that you weren’t even sure if Jungkook had romantic feelings for you. You certainly had them for him though, and had thought many times about acting those feelings out. In great dirty detail…

And as you sat in your last class of the day, you were currently having one of those dirty and greatly detailed fantasies of your best friend. It wasn’t super surprising that you were, though. You were currently in heat. Basically, what that means is that if you took the horniest teenage boy ever and multiplied it by one thousand, you would have a werewolf in heat. It was actual hell. But in a good way, which was extremely frustrating. 

You had become pretty good at concealing how horny you were, as well as controlling the urges to jump every man you saw. It was so god damn hard around Jungkook though, so when you were in heat, you tried to avoid him. Simply being around him and smelling his cologne made you wet. It was absurd. So just imagine how upset you were when you walked out of your last class of the day on a Friday and ran into none other than Jungkook himself. 

“Hey there,” he greets you with a grin on his face. He was casually leaning against a locker. Pushing off of it as you walk out of class, he comes over to you and presses a kiss to your cheek. Definitely not helping your current situation. Any kind of physical contact from a boy, particularly Jungkook, would send you into a frenzy. You weren’t sure why being in heat was so gnarly this time around, but you just wanted to fuck someone so bad, and the urge was beginning to become unbearable. Maybe you should order a male escort…no, no. Just go find someone you know. Who wasn’t Junkook of course. 

“Hey,” you say dully, not wanting to lead him on into thinking you wanted to hangout. Jungkook was so used to your mood swings, that your unenthusiastic greeting did nothing to put a dent in his grin. 

“Aw. Someone grumpy?” 

You turn and glare at him as you both walk down the hall. “Are you trying to make the grumpiness worse? Because if so, you are doing a phenomenal job.”

“C’mon, cheer up buttercup. It’s Friday! We’re hanging out tonight right? We have to finish that movie that we started a few days ago, remember?” Jungkook nudges you in the shoulder. “You may not back out. I won’t allow it.”

You groan. “Kookie, you seriously want to be around me while I’m in this mood? You’re the only person I can snap at without repercussion, thus making you a great target for when I’m grumpy.”

He laughs as the both of you maneuver your way down the crowded school hall. “Duh, it’s my favorite activity. Plus, who else am I going to hangout with tonight?” 

Giving him a slight chuckle in response you glance over at him, which was a bad decision. Just seeing his profile, his neck in particular, made you want to kiss him desperately. Focus, Y/N, control your werewolf hormones. 

“Hey, Y/N! Wait up!” You turn around to see what deep voice called your name. A familiar face comes into view through the crowd of students. It was another close guy friend of yours. The two of you used to be an item, back when you and Jungkook first started to grow your friendship. Jungkook never really liked him, although you still weren’t sure as to what the reason for that was. Whenever your ex came around, Jungkook would get particularly snarly and bad boy-esque. 

“Hey! What’s up?” You respond, pausing so that your ex can catch up. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see a scowl come over Jungkook’s face and he straightens his posture as if he were trying to make himself look bigger. His behavior was being especially annoying today. 

Suddenly, as your ex gets closer to the two of you, your horny brain comes up with an evil idea that probably wouldn’t end well. So of course you had to follow through with it. You allow your flirty side to burst through. A huge smile comes over your face and you flip your hair so that it isn’t covering the slight cleavage poking out of your shirt. Flaunt what ya got amirite? 

“A few of us were planning on getting together tonight for a little party. You should stop by! I’d love to hangout a bit,” your ex says with a smile, and you catch the suggestive tone in his voice. The two of you had dated long enough for you to pick up on his horniness tone. He was definitely looking to fuck, and if you hadn’t been in heat, you wouldn’t have given him a second thought, but the urges were becoming unbearable. Why not give into them for once?

“I would love to co–”

“Sorry, Y/N already has plans tonight,” Jungkook’s tight words interrupt yours. Before you’re able to react, he has his arm around your lower back and is pulling you away from your ex and down the hall. 

“Jungkook, what the hell? Let me go,” you growl, struggling against his extremely tight grip. Curse his werewolf strength. 

People were starting to stare at the two of you as Jungkook pulls you down the hall. He wasn’t saying a word and had a stoney expression on his face. You knew that look. He was pissed, but for what reason? Because of your ex? He needed to get over whatever he had against your ex and butt out of your plans. 

“Jungkook, if you don’t let go of me in five seconds, I swear to god, I will…” Just as you’re about to finish your sentence, Jungkook suddenly pulls you into a room, slamming the door behind the two of you. You look around and then spin on your friend. “Why the fuck are we in the science room? And what is your problem? You don’t just get to make my decisions for me.”

“Y/N, would you shut up?” Jungkook yells, rubbing his hands over his face.

You’re stunned for a second at his outburst and then you get angry. “Excuse me?” Whenever you got really angry with Jungkook, you liked to remind him that you were the alpha and that he needed to mind his place. You begin to slowly walk towards him. Jungkook’s expression of anger instantly transformed to guilt and submission. “What did you just say to me?”

“Nothing, I-I just blurted it out. I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean it.” Jungkook bows his head in submission. 

You stop creeping towards him and let out a heavy breath, attempting to calm yourself. “So are you going to tell me what your deal is or do I need to prod it out of you?”

At first Jungkook doesn’t say anything, and then he sighs. Sitting down heavily into the chair behind him, he gives you a pouty look. “I don’t like your ex.”

You narrow your eyes. “Yeah I’ve noticed. Why?” 

Jungkook grows uncomfortable and suddenly can’t make eye contact. “No reason,” he mumbles. Well that was a load of bullshit, but honestly, you were in no mood to argue it out of him. 

“Okay, whatever. I’m going home. I’ll text you later.” You turn around and reach to grab your bag off of the ground. Suddenly you feel strong hands wrap around your waist, pulling you back into something hard. You gasp and a tingle shoots straight down to between your legs. Did Jungkook just grab you and thrust his hips against you? 

You stand up and are spun around, coming face to face with an intense looking Jungkook. His breathing has picked up, much like yours, and there’s a look in his eyes that you’d been trying to hide from your own the past few days.

It was horniness. 

“Wha-what are you doing?” You murmur, the warmth spreading through your body and hitting you right where you’d been desperately needing some attention. 

“Y/N,” Jungkook whispers heavily. “Please just shut up.” 

Before you can berate him for telling you to shut up yet again, his lips are pushed against yours and it’s as if the walls that were barely keeping the horniness away, come crashing down. Feeling turned on like never before, something else comes over you. Your money was that it was your wolf.

You immediately jump up and wrap your legs around Jungkook’s back. Jungkook’s hands grip your ass and a moan unintentionally escapes your lips. He squeezes your ass hard in response, letting you know that your moan aroused him. The two of you frantically kiss, making up for the months of sexual tension that had lived between you. You take Jungkook’s lower lip in your mouth and suck on it as you pull away. He lets out a throaty groan and you just know you are unbelievably wet in your panties. 

“Jungkook,” you moan as his lips travel to your neck. “I need you inside of me right now. I can’t wait any longer.”

Jungkook pulls back and looks surprised. He puts his hands on your cheeks and brushes his thumb over your skin sweetly. “Are you sure?” His breathing was very heavy and as you nod frantically, you catch a glimpse of the huge bulge pushing against his jeans. 

Crouching down to your knees, you swiftly unbutton his jeans and pull down his pants and boxer briefs. His erection pops free and you’re shocked at how big he was. You softly graze your fingers over his boner, just to tease him. Jungkook throws his head back and grips the table behind him. “Fuck, Y/N,” he moans breathily. 

You knew that beneath his bad boy exterior, he was a submissive and whiny boy. That thought sent another spark of arousal through your body. 

Glancing up at Jungkook, you trail the tip of your tongue up his shaft, stopping just below his head. You tease him for a little bit longer, but can’t resist the urge to wrap your lips around his erection. As soon as you take his hard cock into your mouth, Jungkook shudders and moans. “Fuck, that feels so good.” 

You begin to bob your head up and down, sucking your cheeks in and going fast, then slowing down. Bringing your hand around his shaft, you move it in time with your mouth, making sure to pleasure all of his cock. And boy was he pleasured. 

Hearing his moans and whining was such an incredible turn on to you, you thought that you might climax just from the noises alone. If he hadn’t even touched you yet and you were feeling this aroused, you couldn’t wait to find out how he could make you feel.

Suddenly Jungkook’s hands come down to your face and he pulls you up to a standing position. He kisses you passionately before pulling back and smirking. “You are way too good at that. I almost came and I haven’t even gotten the chance to fuck that beautiful pussy of yours.” 

Hearing his dirty talk causes you to throw your head back and moan. “Please, Jungkook. Please fuck me.” 

“Your wish is my command, darlin’.” 

Before you can open your eyes all the way, Jungkook has crouched and yanked down your pants. You loved how aggressive he was being. Once your leggings were around your ankles, he lifts you up and begins kissing you again. 

As you get lost in his lips, you feel something solid and cold push against your ass. Jungkook had set you on a table. 

One of his hand tangles in your hair while the other slowly slides up your leg. His thumb runs along your inner thigh, sending a chill through your body and a surge of electricity right to your core. 

“Jungkook, please,” you moan, pulling at his hair. 

He chuckles and kisses your neck. “As you wish,” he whispers.

Jungkook’s hand moves all the way up right to your thong, and to where you were dripping wet. “Mmm, feels warm. I wonder why,” he says teasing your clit over your thong. 

A loud moan rumbles up your throat and escapes, sounding much needier than you had ever sounded. Before you can recover from his teasing, Jungkook slides a finger under the thong and easily slides it inside of you. You moan intensely as you grip at his shoulders desperately. 

“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet for me.”Jungkook sounds shocked and aroused by the fact. 

“All for you daddy.” As soon as the name slips from your lips, something comes over Jungkook. He growls and suddenly you feel the tip of his cock at your entrance. 

“Please,” you whimper. 

Finally, making your wish come true, Jungkook slides his cock inside of you. And it is the most satisfying feeling. It was as if something had been missing, and you had just now gotten it back. “Oh my god,” you both say in unison. Before you can laugh at that, Jungkook has begun to move inside of you and his big cock feels amazing as it hits your g-spot over and over again. 

“Faster, Jungkook,” you say breathily. 

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, and you can hear the smirk on his voice. 

Jungkook speeds up, grabbing your hips and pounding you fast and hard. The stimulation on your g-spot feels so amazing and satisfies every urge you’d been having since being in heat. You knew you were going to cum so quickly, and that made you sad. You never wanted this to end. 

You let out a high-pitched moan as Jungkook hits exactly the right spot. “Fuck, Kookie. I’m going to cum.” 

“Me too,” he groans. 

And those two words are enough to send you into the clouds and a shuttering throughout your whole body. By the time you end up coming down, your vision is slightly blurry and your breathing is erratic. Jungkook is in the exact same boat as he bends down and presses his lips sweetly to yours. It contained so much love and affection. So much that it perfectly wrapped up the extreme fucking you’d just endured. 

That should happen more often. For. Sure. 

I don’t know why that was so long…I think I just story vomited all over this one…oops.

thanks for reading! // xo

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Light grey and tiger for Kihyun please and thank you!

Kihyun the Protective RoommateDrabble

Pairing: Kihyun (Monsta X) x Reader

Genre: Fluffy mouse

Word Count: 714

Light Gray: a mouseTiger: scary

At first you thought that the sound of tiny scurrying feet was in your dream…but then you woke up a little bit more. You register the fact that your eyes are now open and you can see your room illuminated in the little bit of light that is coming in from the streetlight outside your apartment. You were still in that half-asleep phase of not quite registering what was happening around you, but aware enough to know that you could still hear the sound of scuffling on your floor. As the adrenaline begins to course through your body, you feel yourself suddenly become very awake and alert to the noises in your room. 

You slowly turn your head to the side to look at the time on your clock. Why were there scuffling noises in your room at 3:12am? Your cat typically didn’t bless you with his presence until he was hungry, which was normally around 6am. It could be that he was scratching on your door and wanted to come in, but that wasn’t what the scuffling sounded like. The noise reminded you of little feet scampering along the wooden floor and that had only happened a few other times…and it was something that terrified you. 

“Kihyun!” You yell loudly, your voice sounding much more distressed and concerned than it should have for the current situation.

In the next room over you hear a thud and then a swear word. A few seconds later your bedroom door swings open and standing there is a shirtless Kihyun rubbing his arm and looking sleepy, yet ready to fight if need be. “Y/N, what’s wrong?” 

Feeling guilty for making him jump out of bed and hurting himself, you say in a quiet voice, “The mouse is back.”

Kihyun slouches and gives you a dull look. “Seriously? From that scream I could have sworn you were being cut into little pieces by a murderer that broke into our apartment.”

“Hey, this mouse is a very aggressive one. Don’t you remember? He almost bit my finger off when I tried to give him a piece of cheese last time he came to visit.”

“Maybe because you threw it at him!”

“That is besides the point!” You exclaim, crossing your arms over your chest. In a softer voice, you tell him, “I was scared, okay? I’m sorry for waking you up.”

Kihyun sighs and then rubs his eyes. Giving a little chuckle, he shakes his head and then begins to walk over to you. He stands beside your bed and just stares at you for a second. When neither of you say anything and you don’t move he raises an eyebrow. “Scoot over, dummy. I want to go back to sleep.” 

“Oh, right, okay,” you reply, slightly frazzled by how casual he was about sleeping with you. You scoot over in bed and lay back down. 

Kihyun climbs into bed and lays on the pillow next to you. Almost as soon as his head hits the pillow and he pulls the sheets up over his half naked body, he seems to have fallen asleep. You can hear his soft breathing and you can’t help but stare at his beautiful face that was slightly illuminated. 

As soon as you turn your head and look up at the ceiling, Kihyun shifts beside you and you have to muffle your gasp as one of his arms drapes across your belly. He pulls you against him in one swift motion, and suddenly you are very warm. Both from the sudden intimate contact, as well as the body heat that was radiating off of his bare torso. Kihyun seemed to be half-asleep, but you were now fully awake. He nuzzles his nose into your hair and squeezes your side, sending a chill through your body. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you from the scary mouse, darlin’,” Kihyun mumbles against your hair, and suddenly you feel more safe and comfortable than you ever have. 

A smile comes over your face and soon enough you fall asleep in his arms and have the best night’s sleep you’ve ever had.

thanks for reading! // xoxo

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Jeonghan + mint green + giraffe

Finally KissedDrabble

Pairing: Jeonghan (Seventeen) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 922

Mint Green: grassGiraffe: height

Growing up with a huge meadow full of beautiful green grass and colorful flowers was always something you had appreciated. Ever since you were young you would run out back to the meadow, climb the fence, and just run through the grass. But the grass wasn’t any ordinary grass. It was tall. And not like the kind of tall grass that just hasn’t been cut in awhile; it was the kind of grass that was as tall as corn stalks. Your family had no idea why, but for some reason, no one ever questioned it.

You had basically played in a grass maze all your life, and it was honestly a miracle you always seemed to find you way back out of it again. Even now, you still enjoyed racing through the tall greenery, and it recently had become even more fun since you now had Jeonghan racing through it with you. 

Jeonghan and you had known each other for years now, but had recently started getting particularly close. It was the kind of friendship that made everyone in your life question whether or not you were dating, but were too unsure to ask. Honestly, if anyone did ask you, you weren’t really sure what you reply would be. It wasn’t like he’d asked you out or anything, but you two did spend the majority of your time together and were pretty touchy with one another. Jeonghan was the closest thing to a boyfriend you had had in a while, and you were pretty sure he was the only one you wanted as a boyfriend. 

You were convinced Jeonghan had no idea of your romantic feelings though. This fact wasn’t super surprising however, considering how oblivious he tended to be. Even today as the two of you slid over the fence and landed at the beginning of the minty maze, he didn’t seem to realize just how red your face had gotten when he had helped you down from the fence by putting his hands on your hips. 

He suddenly stops walking and looks over his shoulder at you and grins. “Last one to Great Oakey has to take the punishment of the winner!” And without letting you agree or disagree, he takes off into the forage and you lose sight of his dark hair.

“Hey, wait a second! Jeonghan!” You yell after him. Panic suddenly encompasses you as you realize that you can’t let him win. You didn’t even want to think about what his punishment would be if you lost. 

Pushing your way through the stalks of green, a giggle escapes from your mouth and your lungs fill as you run. It was the feeling you remembered from when you would play in the maze as a little girl. You hadn’t felt it in years and it almost made you cry, simply from how relaxing and happy it made you feel. 

Knowing the maze as well as the back of your hand, you race through each string of grass as if it were just air. By the time you break through the last chunk of it and come into the little clearing surround the oak tree that Jeonghan had aptly named “Great Oakey”, you’re satisfied to see that you beat Jeonghan.

“Ha,” you hear him say right as he suddenly pops his head out from behind Great Oakey. “You thought you just won, didn’t you?” 

A sinking feeling flows through you. You groan and put your face in your hands. “Shit!” You exclaim and then look at him wearily. “Fine, what’s your punishment?” 

An evil smirk comes over his handsome face as he walks towards you. Your breath catches in your throat and your eyes go wide as he continues walking, ending up much closer to you than you were used to. He was so close you could lean forward just an inch and your nose would collide with his chin. You look up into his beautiful eyes and there was a certain look in them that you had never noticed before. 

“My punishment is actually more of a gift, but I’m not sure if you’ll feel the same way.”

“What? What are you talking abou—” Before you can finish your sentence, Jeonghan wraps his arm around your waist and pulls your body against his, colliding his lips against yours. 

Your eyes grow even wider as it takes you a moment to realize that Jeonghan is kissing you. Jeonghan is kissing you! Your mind seems to scream at you. And that’s when instincts take over. 

You wrap your arms behind his neck and lean into him, relaxing your body that you hadn’t realized was tense. Feeling you get into the kiss, Jeonghan smiles against your connected lips and grips you even closer to him and kisses you more passionately than you had ever been kissed before. 

Jeonghan leans back after a solid minute or two of kissing. You could have definitely gone for longer, positive that you never wanted to stop tasting those sweet lips of his. 

He smiles at you and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do that.”

You giggle and grin at him before rubbing your nose against his. “Well it was about damn time that you did.” 

thanks for reading! // xo, s

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could you do seungcheol with pastel orange and hippopotamus plz

absolutely!! thx for requesting, hope you enjoyed (and sorry it took so long)

Playing DirtyDrabble

Pairing: Seungcheol (Seventeen) x Reader

Genre: Fluff/SOME SEXUAL TENSION YAS

Word Count: 862

Pastel Orange: goldfishHippopotamus: hungry

The theme song for the same show you’d been watching for the past three hours rang out once again, and it was beginning to drive you crazy. You were all for binge-watching a tv show or a movie series, but this particular show’s theme song was cute the first time, but now it was starting to make your ears bleed. You let out a groan to truly display just how much it annoyed you. 

“Why the groan, darlin’?” Seungcheol’s voice floats over to you from where he was in the kitchen. 

Leaning your head back against the couch, you say in an annoyed tone, “This damn theme song is beginning to piss me off.”

“Are you sure it isn’t the fact that you’re hangry? You know how you get when you’re feeling the munchies.” 

A scowl comes over your face and you don’t respond. Your boyfriend was right though. You did have a tendency to get particularly angry when hungry. After a long pause you groan once more and shut your eyes. “Yeah, you’re right. I am feeling a bit peckish.” 

Seungcheol’s always comforting laugh tickles your ears from a much closer distance the kitchen. As you process the footsteps nearing you, you suddenly feel the couch sag beside you. Opening your eyes you take in your boyfriend grinning at you and holding out a bowl of goldfish. “Did you just say peckish?”

Narrowing your eyes at him and swiping a goldfish you reply, “I might have.” He laughs as you pop the tasty orange snack into your mouth. The tang of the salt hits your taste buds and you immediately feel your mood lifting. It was amazing how well Seungcheol knew just what snack to give you in order to make you feel better. 

“Thanks, bud. Definitely needed this.” You give him a smile before taking a handful of the goldfish. 

Now it’s his turn to narrow him eyes at you. “I told you not to call me bud. Makes me feel like you’re putting me in the friend-zone,” Seungcheol grumbles, pouting and crossing his arms over his chest. He turns towards the TV and pretends to ignore you. The mere idea of him being in the friend-zone was absurd, considering the months the two of you had been happily dating.

You laugh and then put your finger underneath his chin, turning his head to face you. “That’s exactly why I do it.” Leaning forward you stop centimeters away from his lips as if you were going to kiss him and then pull back right as leans towards you. He grumble at your teasing, causing a sly smile to come across your lips. “It’s just so much fun to mess with you,” you say, adding to your previous sentence. 

Feeling too cocky about having the upper hand on him, as well as the fact that you were staring at those full and delicious lips of his, you don’t notice that the look in his eye has gone from sexual frustration, to a devious glimmer. Which is why he is able to suddenly slide his hand behind your back and in one effortless motion, flip you from sitting, to being flat on your back. 

Seungcheol grins down at you. His knees were on either side of your torso and his hands firmly holding your wrists above your head. Your breathing had immediately picked up from the now suggestive position he had put you in and you were no longer in control. But to be perfectly honest, you didn’t mind if this was what he was going to do with his control. 

Leaning down towards you, you know he is going to kiss you, and your eyes close instinctually. But when his soft lips don’t press to yours, you open your eyes in shock and notice him hovering inches away, a devious smile on his face. You whine and try to lift your head to meet his kiss, but he just grazes your lips and pulls back, doing the same trick you pulled on him earlier. 

“Seungcheol, no fair! You can’t use my teasing trick against me.”

“Oh, but I can. And I’m pretty sure I just did,” he says confidently, a smug look plastered on his beautiful face. 

You put on the best pouty performance of your life and when his smug smile turns into one of love, you know it worked. He leans down and presses his lips softly to yours, and you take that moment of weakness to take his thick lower lip between your teeth and slowly pull, sucking on it as you go. 

A low moan slithers up his throat. “No fair…” he whispers in a sultry tone. 

“When do we ever play fair?” You reply with a naughty and knowing grin. 

It was the truth. When it came to you and Seungcheol, playing fair simply wasn’t in the cards…but playing dirty most definitely was. 

thank you for reading! // xoxo, s

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How are you? I'm in love with the rapmon Drabble😍 it's very adorable. I just wanted to wish you luck and that I love your scenarios

tysm doll!! love getting messages like this, <3 have a great day/night :)

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woozi, light grey and unicorn

The Magic Touch

Pairing: Woozi (Seventeen) x Reader

Genre: Fluffy Snow Bunny

Word Count: 1,391

Light Grey: hand mittensUnicorn: magical

Slowly you begin to feel yourself wake up. It’s that feeling of being half in dreamland still, but also beginning to register the reality around you. For example, you registered the feeling of the soft blankets around you, and the smell of pancakes coming from downstairs, which only meant one thing in your household: that it had begun to snow outside. Suddenly you were no longer in that grey area of sleep and consciousness. 

You shoot up in bed, ignoring the spinning of your head and the puffiness of your eyes. Sliding out of bed quickly, your feet touch the cold hardwood floor of your bedroom, but you ignore it as you dash towards your window. Throwing back your curtains, a gleeful feeling immediately moves through your entire body. In front of your eyes was exactly what you had predicted: glistening white flurries of snow spinning towards the ground.

The grass outside was barely covered, specks of green still peeking through the white, which let you know that it had literally just begun to snow. Fresh snow was your favorite and you could not wait to get all bundled up and go out into it. 

With that in mind, you eagerly slide over to your closet. Quickly pawing through your various articles of clothing, you decide on going cute but casual, that way you were comfy. 

Once you are dressed and have your bigger jacket in hand, you hurry out of your room and make your way into your kitchen. On the counter was a plate of pancakes and a note, that was no doubt from your mom saying that she had gone out to the store before the snow got even worse and would be home shortly. Writing on that same piece of paper, you leave her a response that says: Heading to Woozi’s. Be home later. Love you!

Satisfied with your note, you go over to a cupboard and take out a container for the pancakes. You wanted to bring Woozi some, knowing that he loved your mom’s pancakes and would pout if you had told him that you’d eaten it without him. Just thinking about his signature grumpy pout made a smile come to your face as you loaded the pancakes into the container.

A little more than 30 seconds later you were sealing up the pancakes and grabbing your coat off the counter. Quickly sliding into your boots by the door, you pull on your coat as well. Once you’re securely cozy, you make your way out of the house, locking the front door behind you. Pancakes in hand, you make your way down your driveway and across the street to your boyfriend’s house.

You were so grateful that Woozi lived right across the street from you and that the two of you had practically grown up together, so staying at each other’s houses for long periods of time didn’t seem that strange. It was a cute and quiet street that had houses lining each sidewalk. It was that typical suburban neighborhood that you would see in a tv show and you loved it. 

Making your way across the slippery street, you try and do your best to not fall while walking quickly. It was pretty cold out, which was proven by the flurries of snow in the air around you. You could feel the tip of your nose growing colder and therefore more numb, so despite how much you wanted to enjoy the beautiful weather, you hurried the rest of the way to Woozi’s front door.

Landing on his front porch you shiver and blow out a breath of air that shows up in front of you. You’re about to raise your frozen hand up and knock when all of a sudden the door swings open to reveal a happy looking Woozi. And he looked damn cute too in his long sweater that went over his hands and comfy joggers. His brown hair was swept to the side and those precious dimples of his were showing. 

You narrow your eyes at him. “Were you watching me walk over here from your window?” 

Woozi nods as if it were no big deal and then looks down at the container of steamy pancakes you had tucked until your arm. Without saying anything–-or inviting his freezing girlfriend inside his warm house–-he lunges forward and grabs the pancakes. 

“Hey!” You exclaim and run into the house after him. You hear his maniacal laughter as you slam the front door shut behind you. “Woozi, get back here!” 

Trying to be as careful with your running as possible since your boots were slightly slippery from the icy outdoors, Woozi was able to run much faster and get into the kitchen before you were able to catch him. By the time you finally caught up to him, he’d cracked open the tub of pancakes and had already dug his fork into one. You halt across the counter from him and shake your head. 

“You are unbelievable.”

“What?” He exclaims with a mouthful of pancakes. “I was hungry!”

“And I’m cold!” You whine, shivering in your huge coat. Your nose felt like it was about to fall off and though you had your grey hand-mittens on, your fingers still felt like they were about to take their leave. 

Woozi juts out his lower lip and gives you a very unsympathetic pout. “Aww, does someone need some warmth?”

“Yes!” You exclaim frustrated. “Preferably from my boyfriend, but that’s okay. I’ll just leave and go find someone else who will hug and love me.” You give a little sniffle and then turn, bow your head, and begin to walk out of his kitchen. 

Behind you, you can hear the shuffle of footsteps. A sly and knowing smile comes over your face. Just as you reach the kitchen door, you feel Woozi’s hands grip the back of your jacket. He pulls you backwards and you hit his chest with an exaggerated “oof”. Woozi nuzzles his face into your neck as his arms wrap around your stomach. “Babe don’t go,” he whispers and presses a soft kiss to your neck. 

A shiver runs through your body and it’s not from the chilly weather outside. “Psh, so now you want me to stay?” You ask sassily. Your whole body is limp and you’re trying your very hardest not to snuggle back against him and intertwine your hands with his. He was incredibly warm and smelled amazing, so this task was not easy in the slightest. 

You feel his hair tickle your cheek as he nods. Just that small little nod is enough to make you snuggle against him just a bit. And then he speaks. “I don’t ever want you to go. If you left, how would I get my pancakes?” 

Stopping your hands right above his, you go rigid again and then try and pry your way out of his arms. “You’re so mean! Let me go!” You try and struggle, but despite his small stature, he was incredibly strong. 

Woozi laughs and then squeezes you closer, peppering you with kisses, before spinning you around in his arms. You inhale deeply from shock as you come face to face with your gorgeous boyfriend. It still surprised you every time you were so close to him and were able to observe every flawless feature of his. And with just one look, you could feel your insides warm and the color return to your cheeks. You knew what was coming next, and the anticipation was as fiery as it had ever been. 

Woozi leans forward and presses a small kiss to your frozen nose before pressing his pillow lips to yours. That always familiar tingle sparks in your lower stomach; the one that always happens right when he first kisses you. At this point, you were convinced it was magic. And as he wraps his arms around your lower back, pulling you as close to his body as possible, and kisses you with such a warmth, you’re positive it’s magic. 

thanks for reading! and again, apologies for taking so long... // xo, s

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Mark Tuan // lavender purple // bunny (YAY YOU'RE BACK! It's nice to see you....we'll get to drama watching soon lolol). 😘

(love you girl!!! hope you’re well xo)

Art Date

Pairing: Mark (Got7) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,171

Lavender Purple: purple paintBunny: Shy/Embarrassed

Unfortunately for you, art had never been something you were good at. Like, at all. So when Mark suggested the two of you hangout and do some drawing, you had agreed of course cause you were so into him, but you were terrified because you had trouble drawing a good looking stick figure, let alone something that was actually artsy. 

Mark had said that he would bring over all the supplies you would need for this art date so all you had to do was prepare your pretty little self for some fun. His words…not yours. Which had made you smile and blush, like always when you talked to him. 

The two of you were still in the beginning stages of your relationship so you still got nervous whenever the two of you hung out. It was a good nervous though; the kind of nervous that was mostly excitement and jitters. You kept pressing your home button and then quickly locking your phone after looking at the time and also just coming across your wallpaper, as opposed to a message from Mark. 

As you watched the time turn to 11:30, you still hadn’t heard from him and were beginning to feel impatient. Just as you were about to open your phone and call him, there was a knock on the door. Your head quickly turned towards it and that impatience faded away, transferring back into the jittery excitement. 

You rush over to the door, sliding the last couple feet since the floor was tile and you were wearing socks. Unable to contain your excitement, you fling open the door and see a grinning Mark standing on your doorstep with a bucket full of art supplies. Your eyes widen as you take in all that he brought. It sure was a lot and it slightly terrified you…you hoped that he wasn’t expecting too much out of you. 

“So…you going to invite me in?” He asks with a smirk. 

“Oh, what? Yes, of course!” You say quickly and then move so that there is more room for him to enter. Nervously pulling your sweater over your hands once you close the door, your eyes move to his back, which looked warm and comforting to you. You follow him over to the couch, where he has sat down, putting his art supplies on the table in front. 

Mark turns his head as you wander over to him and sit beside him. For a moment neither of you speak and just gaze into each others eyes, but then feeling the embarrassment hit you like a truck, you quickly turn your head and look down at your hands in your lap. 

He clears his throat and then speaks. “So, I thought we might start with some painting today! It’s my favorite supply to work with and I think you might like it too.” 

Out of curiosity, you look back over at him and watch as he pulls out the palette of water color paints. “Why do you think I might like it too?”

A grin runs over his face as he continues setting up. “Because you can always use your fingers to paint if you get too frustrated.”

“Hey!” You say and smack him in the arm. “Are you insinuating that I’m impatient and won’t have any talent in the arts?”

Mark laughs and looks at you with such a look of happiness that your heart flutters. “That’s exactly what I’m insinuating. What are you going to do about it?” He challenges you, knowing exactly how to get a rise out of you despite the short amount of time you had known each other. 

You narrow your eyes at him and cross your arms over your chest. “Absolutely nothing,” you say raising your head high and attempting to take the more mature road. It was not an easy task.

“Wow, I’m surprised,” he teases you, simply poking the bear even more. “Who’d have thought Y/N had some self restraint?” 

That’s it. 

Throwing self restraint right out of the window, you reach forward and dip two of your fingers into the purple paint. Before Mark can catch on to what you’re doing, you lunge forward and drag your two fingers down his cheek, leaving a streak of vibrant violet on his smooth ivory skin. 

Laughter bubbles up as you take in his awed expression. He was so totally not expecting that. 

“Oh, so that’s how you wanna play, huh? All right then, you asked for it.” Unlike Mark, you realized what he was going to do before he did it, so you squeal as you leap up and run away from him just as his dips his finger into the blue paint.  “Come here, Y/N!”

Mark jumps off the couch and runs after a half laughing, half yelling you. The adrenaline pumps through your veins as you peek over your shoulder and see him closing in on you fast. Curse those long legs of his. 

As you turn back around and continue your escape, your foot catches on the rug in front of you and you trip. Your breath catches as you fall down to the floor, bracing yourself for the impact. You land with a gasp and a thud, then roll onto your back with a bit of a groan. 

“Y/N!” Mark yells as he runs up next to you, dropping down onto his knees and quickly pulling your head onto his lap. You look up into his eyes to see them full of worry. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need ice? Should I take you to the hospital?” 

You let out a soft laugh and then cringe from the sharp pain you feel in your ribs. Probably just bruised them. “I’m fine. Thank you, though.” 

Despite your assurance, he continues to look at you closely, and that’s when you realize that your head was on his lap and he had a hand in your hair. He was running his fingers softly through it, and it almost seemed that he was doing it subconsciously. Suddenly the fact that you had just fallen and probably hurt yourself slipped away, and all you could focus on was the blush coming across your cheeks and the irreverent beating of your heart. 

“You can’t hurt yourself. I won’t allow it, okay?” Mark’s voice was firm, yet also weary. 

“It was an accident, Mark. I’m okay, really. And hey…are you getting blue paint on my face?” you say jokingly, in attempt to brighten the mood. 

It gets a slight chuckle out of his, but he still seems tense. Mark looks all over your face as his thumb brushes softly over your cheek. “I never want anything bad to happen to you and since you appear to be clumsy, I’ll make sure to take care of you forever, Y/N…”

Up until that point, you had never known how much you had needed to hear those words. Suddenly, it felt as though everything in your life was falling into place.

thanks for requesting my lovely <3

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How about Black, unicorn and Rapmon?, I hope you have a nice day:)

Thanks for your request love! Hope you have a nice day/night as well and that you enjoy (:

Gorgeous GentlemanMagician! AU 

Pairing: Rap Monster (BTS) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,011

Black: camera & the darknessUnicorn: magical abilities 

An excited giggle bubbles up from your stomach as you follow after Rapmon. You had to walk extra quick to keep up with his normal and very lengthy strides. Curse him and his long legs. But tonight, you didn’t mind as much as usual because where he was leading you was somewhere you couldn’t wait to see.

He had said that he wanted to take you to his own little hideaway and have you model for him. Rapmon loved to take pictures and you would occasionally pose for him, so tonight wasn’t too unusual, except for the fact that this shoot was unlike any other the two of you had done before. 

And no, you weren’t going to be getting naked. 

Rapmon abruptly stops in front of you and not realizing that he had stopped moving, you plow right into his back. “Ouch,” you grumble, rubbing your head while keeping a hand on his muscular back. You would never get over how nice his muscles were. “Why did you? Oh…” you trail off as you peek around his shoulders and get a look at where he had lead you.

His hideaway was breathtaking. It was a meadow that was surrounded by trees and since tonight was a full moon, the space in the middle of all the foliage was illuminated by the light. It was beautiful and all you could do was stare. 

“Gorgeous, isn’t it?” Rapmon asks you and glances over his shoulder at you. He grins when he takes in your awed expression. All you can do is nod. He laughs and then takes your hand in his. “C’mon.”

You allow him to pull you out of the cover of the trees and into the open meadow. All you can do is stumble after him; your excitement silenced by the beauty laid out in front of you. He halts once the two of you reach the middle of the grass. “Okay, here’s the plan for the shoot,” Rapmon says, dropping your hand and swinging his camera around to the front of his body. “It’s going to be a little different than normal, as I explained to you, because we’re going to use my special power that only a select few know about.” He winks at you and a smile comes over your face.

You were one of those select few that knew what his ‘special power’ was and you felt a sense of warmth and pride spread through your body. The two of you had been bonded at the hip since you were children, and as you got older, that unbreakable friendship turned into more. So much more in fact, that your three year anniversary was coming up. 

Ramon’s gorgeous face is illuminated as he turns on his camera and looks at the tiny screen, no doubt figuring out the settings he wanted to use. All you could do was stare at his sharp features that you had memorized after all the years of staring at it and you were happy that you still never got tired of them. He looks up and grins at you, breaking you out of your trance. “Ready to make some magic, darlin’?”

“Are you speaking in the literal sense or figuratively?” You reply, crossing your arms over your chest.

He throws his head back and laughs and through the light of the camera, you can see him wink at you. “Both,” is all he says right before lifting a hand up, palm open. 

As the first spark of light ignites in his palm, you find your heart beating faster and your breath catching in your throat. No matter how many times you witnessed him performing his magic, it never ceased to amaze you. The way the spiraling yellow-white light grew up in his hand, shooting off light into the blackness of the meadow put that excitement back into your bones. 

You clap your hands together eagerly and and move your hair over your shoulder to get it ready for the pictures. “Okay, okay, I’m ready,” you say with pep and get your modeling face on. 

Rapmon takes one look at you and bursts into laugher, causing the flame to turn a brighter shade of yellow momentarily. You put your hands on your hips and furrow your eyebrows. “Is something funny to you?” 

He shakes his head and tries to act nonchalant. “Oh, no. Nothing at all, babe. Don’t worry about it.” 

You narrow your eyes at him and pout. He groans and covers his eyes with is big hand. “Oh come on, don’t do that. You know I can’t handle the pout.” 

“Precisely why I’m doing it,” your murmur, jutting your bottom lip out even more.

“Alright, Miss Pouty,” Rapmon says, peeking through his fingers at you. “Let’s take some good pictures, huh? If your gorgeous face is in them, they’ll be great by default,” he says with a wink, knowing that flattery always made you smile and get out of your poutiness. 

You grumble and try to keep the pout but you can’t help the smile that comes over your face. “Fine,” you mumble and get into the first pose. 

Rapmon grins and then brings his hand with the light up to his face, making every gorgeous feature of his pop. Then he puckers his full lips and calmly blows air out of his mouth. The light dances and then floats over to you, spiraling around you. It rushes around your hair and encompasses your whole body, trapping you in a beautiful tornado. 

Your boyfriend brings the camera up to his face and looks through the viewfinder, one of his hands coming up to the lens. “Holy crap, that looks so awesome. Yes! That face. Don’t you dare move, beautiful.” 

A swell of joy and pride enters your chest. His compliment and endearing words just make you feel even more fierce and you just know that the result would be some amazing pictures. Dating a magician photographer definitely had it’s perks.

And it sure didn’t hurt that he was a gorgeous gentleman.

Thanks for requesting! <3

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idk if i pick a person or not so i'll just choose other things~ lavender purple & bunny 🐰

ily ♡ hope you enjoyed!

You Don’t Always Have To Be HappyDrabble

Pairing: J-Hope (Hoseok/Hobi-BTS) x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 695

Lavender Purple: the smell of lavender flowersBunny: feeling shy/quiet

Hobi begins to skip quickly forward, pulling you along since your hand was intertwined with his. “Oof, Hobi, why?” You whine as you stumble along after your enthusiastic boyfriend. Whenever the two of you went for walks together, they were never relaxing, hand-in-hand walks. Oh no, of course not. You always would end up skipping, running, jumping, or watching Hobi do any of the above, or all. 

Typically you wouldn’t mind and would just giggle and follow along after him, but today you just weren’t feeling it. You weren’t sure if it had to do with the weird feeling you’d had since you woke up this morning or the fact that you were just feeling really moody lately, but it was putting you in a bad place and even Hobi’s sunshine personality wasn’t cheering you up today. 

When Hobi notices that you aren’t happily following and catching up to him, he abruptly stops. The smell of the lavender flowers to the right of you floats into your nose, tickling your senses. Out of the corner of your eye you see that it’s a huge bush bordering a good length of the sidewalk. The beautiful color of purple was shocking, and for a moment, it took your mind off of the weird feeling you had resinating inside you.

Your brought back to the present when Hoseok brings his hands up to your face, pulling your face closer to him and staring deep into your eyes. His eyebrows are drawn down over his eyes and his lips are pursed. “Something’s wrong. I can feel it; my boyfriend sense’s are tingling.”

You try to laugh, but all it sounds like is the beginning noises of a sob. You didn’t feel that typical burning sensation that would hit your eyes when you were about to cry, so then why did you feel so glum? “I’m okay, love. Come on, let’s keep walking.”

You attempt to continue walking, but Hobi’s grip on your face doesn’t falter and he just pulls you back over to him. His worried expression has grown more serous and he begins to look you up and down as if looking at your outside would help him discover what was wrong. 

What he didn’t know was that what was bothering you was a feeling you had inside. And it was something he couldn’t see with his eyes.

“Babe, what’s going on? Something’s obviously bothering you. Talk to me, please.” You can tell that Hoseok is being serious, which is rare with him. It alleviates that weird feeling slightly.

Knowing that he wouldn’t give up until you told him, you decided to just go with the truth. Bringing your hands up to your upper arms, you rub them up and down, while simultaneously avoiding his eye contact. “I don’t know. Ever since I woke up this morning I’ve just been feeling weird and kind of…off. There’s literally no reason for it, so I guess it’s just one of those days where I’m depressed and low for no reason. I’m fine though, really. Thank you for worrying about me though.”  

Hobi doesn’t say anything for a second and then finally drops his hands from your face. “Hmm,” he ends up saying before continuing. “I think I know just what you need. Not even to cheer you up, but just to make you feel loved when you’re feeling low because I know that sometimes you need to wallow in that lowness without feeling the pressure that you have to be happy all the time.” 

You hadn’t felt like crying before, but once his words seep into you, you feel that familiar prickly feeling enter your eyes. Because he was right. And as he pulled you in close and wrapped his long arms around your back, hugging you tighter and more secure than ever, that first teardrop fell. Then the second one fell as he whispered “I love you” and held the back of your head softly against his chest.

As his familiar and delicious scent wafted into your nose, you realized that this was what it felt like to be loved, and who better to be loved by than Hoseok. 

thank you for requesting! <3

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a fresh start...therefore a fresh new GAME!!!

Welcome back to my blog, or HELLO! new person if this is your first time visiting! My inbox is cleared so lets fill it again!

For this new game I’m going to try and mix it up a bit...you’ll get to choose what you want...you just won’t know what that choice will get you *evil laugh*

confused? don’t worry, just keep reading my lovelies

FIRST! Pick yourself an idol from my list of groups

then...

Pick yourself a color:

-mint green -baby blue -pastel pink -lavender purple -pastel orange -light grey -black (like my soul) 

NOW pick yourself an animal:

~elephant ~tiger ~hippopotamus ~bunny ~unicorn ~giraffe ~toucan

you might still be confused, but just trust me...I sort of know what I’m doing

So request away and lets get this blog up and runnin’ again! But this time, I’m going to delete all requests for the game after I get 15-20 of them, that way I don’t get too many of the same thing. Love to you all!! ♡♡♡

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hey lovely! just wanted to tell you that you should do what is easier for you. if starting anew would help spur your motivation to write again we support you! 😊 you can start new games to get your inspired! don't burden yourself with writing prompts that don't speak to you. we enjoy reading your writing & hope you enjoy writing your writing haha ((((: ps- i missed ya doll😜

that’s what i’m leaning towards...so, i have a new game planned out and am going to post it later tonight! but honestly, from the bottom of my heart, thank you SO much for your kind words and support. you (and others alike) are the reason I love to do this! missed you also love ♥♥♥

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junhui & 5 ♡

Hey YouDrabble

Pairing: Jun (Seventeen) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 912

Situation #5: Cuddling.

When Jun had first asked to come hangout, you weren’t exactly sure what to expect. Things between the two of you had never been platonic, but there was also never any talk of being more than just friends, which left you a bit confused to say the least. The two of you had known each other for years now, and hanging out just seemed like such a normal activity that when you had sent him a text back saying yes of course, you hadn’t even thought twice about it. 

But now here you were, waiting for him on your couch, and you suddenly felt butterflies swarm your stomach. The only other time you had felt this feeling was when you and you ex-boyfriend had hung out for the first time outside of school. You had been anxious to see him other than in class and when it was just the two of you. So then why were you feeling those same kind of feelings now when it was only Junhui coming over?

Could it be that you were feeling more for Jun? No, it couldn’t be, you tell yourself. But then again…what would be so wrong with that? Sometimes dating your best friend can be the best kind of romantic relationship. And then your brain reminds you that it can also be the worst kind of romantic relationship, depending on different variables. 

“Stop it, Y/N, this is ridiculous,” you say out-loud, despite the fact that you were the only one home currently. 

Just as your leg starts to bounce up and down out of nerves, you hear the knock on the door, then Jun peeks his head in. His familiar and adorable smiling face greets you. “Hey, you.”

“Hi,” you say softly. Your heart had felt as thought it had been gripped tightly when he had greeted you the way he had. There was something about what he had said that made you feel so loved. It was ridiculous…at least that was what you were trying to convince yourself. 

He walks into your house and slips off his shoes then rain jacket. The weather was currently being very confusing and decided to alternate between bright skies and crying clouds. “It’s pretty cold out there,” he says as he makes his way over to you. 

You turn away from him and look out the window to your right, taking in the dreary landscape and slight mist hitting the glass. “Yeah, looks like it.” You turn back around right as he plops himself down on the couch beside you, then drops his head into your lap and stretches out his long legs, taking up the rest of the space. 

At first you’re a bit shocked that he had just laid down in your lap, but then you realize that this was something you guys would do all the time and you were just being weird about it because of the confused feelings that you were feeling for him. Relaxing slightly, you drop your right hand down by your side, and use your other hand to brush the hair out of his face. This was also typical for you, but this time when you brushed your fingers through his soft and slightly damp hair you felt those butterflies again and you knew that you were screwed. 

Jun looks up at you and smiles that heart shattering smile of his and you feel yourself melt. Ah, for fuck’s sake. The corner of your lips tilt up and you trail your pointer finger lovingly along the side of his face. 

“What?” He asks softly, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Oh, nothing,” you murmur, feeling a sense of calm come over you now that you seem to have accepted your newfound feelings for him. 

Junhui suddenly sits up and furrows his eyebrows at you. “No, something is definitely going on. Spill, what is it?” 

You laugh and pull the sleeves of your sweater over your hands. When he doesn’t seem to accept your silence as a good enough answer you glare at him and then shove him, but it backfires. He grabs your sweater paws and you find yourself falling on top of him before you can stop yourself. 

Jun’s arms wrap around your back, pinning you down on top of him. “You will not be let up until you tell me what is on your mind.”

You laugh and attempt to get out of his clutches but then relax, knowing that struggling was pointless. Resting your head on his chest and your arms against his sides, you get all snuggled in. “Fine, what makes you think I’d get up even if I had the option? It’s comfy here.” 

Jun chuckles and then loosens his hold on you slightly, bringing one hand up to your hair. He plays with it softly, something he’s done ever since you two were kids. Well, except when you were a lot younger instead of ‘playing’ it was more ‘pulling’. Now when he did it, it was one of the most soothing things you experienced and you slowly felt your eyelids falling shut.

As you nestle your nose into the crook of his soft neck and inhale his addicting smell, you feel his hand rubbing your back. Sleep begins to fall over you and you vaguely remember the feeling of his lips pressing against your forehead, but it was probably just a hallucination…right? 

thanks for requesting! <3

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I feel like cleaning it brand new is better. With new request you might have more inspiration to do them, if that makes sense

i definitely agree with you i just feel bad for leaving so many people hanging! but most of the requests are from the games that I did, so I feel like starting new might be a good thing...thank you for your input my love! it really helps  ♡

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This is gonna sound cliche and is not helpful at all but. Do what u want to? We're here bc we love ur writing and we're blessed to have it; were not gonna try make u write stuff u don't want to? Whatever u choose, I support u and ily! Hope ur well ♥

you don’t know how much this message made my day!! you are the sweetest, tysm ♡♡♡ hope you’re doing good as well, message me sometime! 

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lil food for thought...pls read!

hey there beauties. As i’m sure you’ve noticed I have been horribly inactive as of the past couple months (which I honestly cannot apologize enough for) and there’s honestly no other excuse other than I just needed a little break but i’m very very sorry for just leaving and not getting to all of your wonderful requests!

which brings me to what I wanted to ask you: would you prefer if I worked my way through the requests that are piled in my inbox and have been for months, or should I scrap them all and begin anew? 

if you requested a scenario that you really want written, PLEASE feel free to request it again (if the majority of you who send me messages say to scrap everything) once I clear my inbox.

I would really appreciate your input, but if I don’t get any within 24 hours, I’ll probably end up clearing my inbox. Pls send me anons or direct messages!!!

love y’all