#deadly class drabble

[justmoreocs-writing]

‘Marcus!’ snapped Cassie, gently whacking him on the shoulder, pulling him from whatever daydream had plagued his thoughts this time. ‘Will you pay attention?’

‘I am,’ he complained, rubbing the spot where she’d hit him. But there was no irritation behind his expression, only a small smile that made her heart flutter and forced her attention away from him.

‘A volte ti odio,’ she murmured, before letting her hair down and carefully tying it back up again. ‘You know you can actually fail this class, correct?’

Marcus put a finger gently under her chin, guided her face towards his. ‘I know,’ he said, his voice slightly lower than normal.

‘Then focus,’ she said, pulling herself away from him. She didn’t want to, didn’t want to break the moment that had been created, but she also didn’t want him failing. She tapped on his homework irritably with her pen.

‘Cassie,’ he whined, and she felt a slight smirk pulling at her lips; did her best to fight it down.

She huffed a sigh, shifted so that she was looking at him. ‘Volpe. Libri meravigliosi. Pioggia. Carta igienica,’ she said softly, watching as his eyes skittered quickly across her face, taking in everything. He was waiting for the right moment, waiting for her to assure him it was OK.

‘What did you say?’ he asked, shifting closer. His breath was warm on her lips, and still she didn’t make the move forwards.

Instead she allowed a laugh to escape her. She covered her mouth, turned away from him ever so slightly. ‘I – I’m sorry,’ she said through laughter, shaking her head and turning back to him. The slight look of pain behind his eyes sobered her up quickly. Gently, she cupped his cheek, allowed him to nuzzle against her hand. ‘It was nonsense,’ she admitted. ‘But, after homework, I’ll say something properly.’

Marcus shifted, kissed the palm of her hand softly before pulling away again. ‘Homework,’ he said, sounding a little more enthused about the work.

Cassie sighed, but was unable to fight back her smile any longer. She’d fallen hard for this boy, and she wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

[luvyeni]

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[serxinns]

Table of contents

Master list

Hi! im Serxinn i write yandere mha feel free to ask!

My inspirations! (and moots)

@lady-ashfade (She made my super cute headboard)

@thefiery-phoenix

@yandere-class-1a (Or @yandere-x-reader)

@roxanndrummond

What you can request

Yandere Mha

Normal Mha

Any aus and stuff

Yandere vs yandere

A single person headcanon

Poly relationships

Lgbtq!

What you can't ask for

Smut - sorry not really comfortable with it yet =^=

Abuse - unless it's mentioned that the reader is abused but other than that I don't like writing wandered abuse their reader due to trauma and I can't really do it of have the courage

Non-con- yeaaa no...

Other fandoms- demon slayer is a maybe still thinking about it

Dni: Homophobes, Transphobes, Zoophilia, TERFS, basically if ur just gonna start a problem or wanna be toxic and complain about my writing then GTFO

Masterlist

Yandere mha Scarlet witch reader

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Extras

Spring bath

The dare

Big sis eri

Yandere Mha with Baby reader

USJ

Carnival

Babysitting

Badass reader

I HATE YOU

Yandere vs Yandere

Hawks vs aizawa

Yandere Endeavor, Hawks and mirko vs Yandere all night aizawa, nezu

Fatgum VS all might

Yandere Hero Dekusquad vs Yandere Vil Bakusquad

Part one

Part two

Drabbles and oneshots

Valentines days special

Their bloodsucking Goddess

Transfer Reader

I don't give a shit

Insomia Reader

Bunny hawk reader

Teachers kid

Teachers Kid part 2

Batman Reader

Reader doing the kadedon pose

Secret admirer

Bubbly but angry reader

Romantic bakugo and platonic class 1a

Poc reader

Tipsy trampoline

Bakugo reader

LoveFever~

Big Three's educational visit

Yan class 1a imagine pt2

Deadpool reader!

Izuku's cousin with pica!

Yandere Reader

Light Fury reader

The big 3 Reacting to you wearing revealing clothing

You gifted me sorrow I returned lilies

Gojo reader

Chubby reader

Reader with a eating disorder

Baker reader with mafia class 1a

Love potion

Denkis deal

Mocha Bunny

Part 1

Part 2:bunnynapped

Genderswap

Part 1

Part 2 (m/n Pov)

Fanart!

A beautiful and 1st fanart of izuku reader and bakugo reader by @diamondzoey

A wonderful and magnificent fanart of Scarlet witch reader by @candyswirl101!

Original/inspired series

Sweet treats!

Chap 1

Chap 2

Chap 3

A Hero awaits but with a deadly fate...

Part 1

Part 2

[harbingerscry]

Comfort (Ghost x GN!Reader)

I normally have no drive to write about Ghost but I wrote a small drabble about a week ago that I just had to flesh out. There is more to this but I feel it would be more appropriate to post it as a separate part. I hope y'all enjoy!

Aquila is just a codename, it means Eagle in Latin. I just thought it was cute because it was the nickname my Latin teacher gave me for class in high school.

This does not contain NSFW content

There aren't many men you let see you like this. Even fewer you would actively sit with as you wade through the silent but turbulent waves of your emotions. It was always the hardest after a mission. When the adrenaline that had you standing up on Everest eventually let you nosedive into the ocean after the rocks give way underneath you. It wasn't always bad, a jog to clear your head was enough to stave off the plummet. Other times, there was nothing that could help, you just had to let yourself float along. The comforting heat and pressure of another’s back pressed to yours was enough to keep you grounded though, and the nicotine filling your lungs allowed jittering nerves to settle into a comfortable buzz beneath your skin. 

“Still breathin’ Aquila?” Ghost’s gruff voice rumbled from behind you before pulling another audible drag from his own cigarette. The question was metaphorical, he could easily feel every pull and release of air from your lungs through the muscles of your back pressed to his. However, he knew you too well. After being on and off the field with you for years he could read you like a book.

“What makes any salad a Caesar salad?” The question made you turn from your thoughts and raise an inquisitive brow. He must have felt he had your attention because he was quick to drop the punch.

“As well as I'll ever be able to Ghost.” The humor in your voice was dry like a desert but it made him scoff nonetheless. That tone told him all he needed to know. The two of you were alike in similar but different ways after all. Both scarred by trauma that ran root deep. It made you an ocean, able to bring joy and comfort with the same waters that pull others to its darkest depths. His made him a mountain. Steady, strong, forever standing through tumultuous storms. He was deadly though, quick to burry you under tons of rock or let the cliffs crumble under you. It's the reason you two pulled towards one another like a set of magnets. It was also why he found himself with you right now instead of brooding alone.

“Stabbing it twenty-three times.” 

There was a short pause as you processed the joke. 

“...That was horrible.”

“Got ya to react didn't it?” Nothing could have stopped the choked snort that left your nose. He always does this when he sees you getting too far into your thoughts. You've noticed it's his way of trying to lighten the mood or keep someone from spiralling too far. Regardless of how dark the jokes can get. A smile was quick to spread across your face for the first time since landing this morning. 

“Spose you're right about that.” You stubbed out the last bit of your cancer stick and swiveled yourself to look out at the tarmac-covered base you get to call home. There were a few soldiers doing rounds due to night watch but it was an otherwise quiet night. You would even call it peaceful but you’d hate to jinx it. Ghost took his time in turning to look out at base with you; adjusting his balaclava to cover his face like usual after giving a final exhale of gray smoke. 

“Thank you for sitting with me Simon, means a lot.” Though your words were a whisper, the gratitude lined with thinly veiled affection was clear in your voice. You couldn't see it due to the face covering but hearing it made him smile. Small moments like this are what make his heart try to flutter against the tight hold of his will. 

“You're welcome (y/n)…now go to bed.” His command was met with an amused huff as you slowly rose from the ground and stretched, various parts of your body popping in protest. You’d think your joints would be less stiff considering your stretch and run around 1600, but you weren’t getting any younger you guess. 

“Getting rid of me that quick? How cruel.” The faux pout on your lips made Ghost raise a blonde eyebrow in amusement. He could never get rid of you. He wanted you around too badly, craved your presence too much. He has never had the guts to say it out loud; despite working together for well over a year now. Why? Well fear was a big reason, he has already lost so many of the people he loves. Losing you would be another nail in his coffin.

“Need my alone time.” You nodded in spite of the longing you felt, you never have enjoyed leaving his side. However, everyone requires some form of alone time, and Ghost treasures his more than most.

“I understand, but ring if you need me, okay? I'm always here.” With that you strode to the building's door, opening it and slipping inside. As you began heading towards your room; you couldn't help but wish you had x-ray vision. You wanted to look back and see if his gaze still lingered on where you once were.

Unbeknownst to you he was doing exactly that. The man was down bad, and he knew it.

[fruityyeon]

gang leader!gojo x gang leader!fem reader

inspired by my own writing of gang leader!atsumu

short drabble cause i’m currently having a major gojo meltdown. send help

cw! mentions of emergency morning after pills, satoru lowkey wanting to be a dad, hint of misogyny, just big sexual tension between you and him.

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unedited and i didn’t read through back cuz i got lazy

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do like and repost if you enjoyed this !! <3

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"Satoru...you've got to be kidding me.." you said under your breath.

it's 5pm after school hours and here you are. In class 3-2. With the man himself, gojo satoru.

"mm..my bad princess, got a little too worked up when you let out that cute little whimper."

"shut that mouth of yours or i wont clean up, forcing you to be a father." you grunt.

"whoa whoa relax y/n. I am not capable of raising a child at this age. but now that you mention ...kid may grow up looking dashing like m- oof!" an oof escaped from his lips as you fist struck his midsection.

"i am not playing your silly games, hand me the pill. now." you said, your tone deadly serious. Satoru made sure to carry emergency morning after pills at all times during days like this.

now you might be wondering how it ended up like this.

satoru was apart and the leader of those gangs at school. no it wasnt just a silly group that he made up, he would beat people up for fun, skip important class sessions if he wanted. hell, he beat up his physics teacher once for giving him a F for midterms, even though it was the consequences of his own actions.

not only that satoru was a big BIG flirt, girls didn't care that he was violent or rude. he was a handsome devil, women love devilish handsome men and satoru knew what he was capable of. one time he slept with your home economics teacher just because he thought she looked hot that day.

this whole idea of satoru isn't giving him a good image, nor is it doing any favors for you. you were once 'apart' of satoru's whole gang nonsense, until you decided to form your own. he thought it was adorable, how you put your hard work on to making a cute little gang on your own, he looked down on you and that was when you lost respect for him but things don't always go how its suppose to sometimes.

"god satoru, you came quicker than a lightning strike in a summer storm." you scoffed, swallowing the pill he had provided for you whilst drinking water out of your bottle.

"mhm i just got loads and loads of mini gojo satoru's in me, what can i say?" he tried to maintain a facade of nonchalance, but it was obvious that he was offended by your comment.

"if only you weren't so cooky and stupid, I would've had stayed within your circle."

"Princess, regardless of your sentiments, i would've eventually kicked you from the group simply because you're a girl. not as an expression of misogyny but because it would feel unusual having a lone girl in a gang of burly guys."

"youre totally being misogynistic right now."

"am not."

you swiftly packed your things, leaving the platinum-haired man in solitude. As you headed down the empty halls, he called out from a distance, "same place tomorrow? and make sure you wear that lacy red panties i got ya"

"shut up," you retorted, your response reverberating through the empty corridors.

[lovinghiddleston]

I dare you ; Regulus Black

You and Regulus are academic rivals and you hate each other.

(drabble)

Gif's not mine. Credits to timotheechallamets.

Pairings: Regulus Black x fem!reader

Word count: 0,7k

Warnings: none.

A/N: oh, to be an academic rival of Regulus.

You and Regulus were enemies. Well, at least that's what everyone in Hogwarts said of you. However, the truth was that you hated each other so much that the word enemies was too soft to describe it. You really didn't like him, you hated him. His mere existence provoked your annoyance. He was always at the top of the class, just as you. Both of you were clever, you were so excited to get good grades, that what started as a simple coincidence, ended up in a competition. You couldn’t tolerate Regulus getting a better mark than you, so you did everything to work twice as hard, and then triple.

And so did Regulus.

Every time one of you got a better mark, you’d wipe the stupid smile off the other’s lips and add one more point to the invisible board. Since the year had begun, you were 4 to 5, with you at the head. The teachers knew about your stupid academic competence, they knew you hated each other so much that your thoughts were focused on each other all the time. Your thoughts boiled down to Regulus and Regulus could never get you out of his mind.

You were in Potions class when Slughorn handed you the mark for the last task he had given you. Since the competition with Regulus Black had begun, the teachers kept the arguments from going off the rails, because the two of you might have been capable of throwing spells on other occasions. You took the scroll and smiled at the sight of your mark, as you sat down, it was Regulus’s turn to rise and take his own scroll. The smile on his mouth vanished and a second later, you realized you’d gotten a better mark than he did.

You won. As Regulus took a seat and passed by your table, you smiled at him and waved your hand, just as if you were the Queen of England herself. He threw you one of his deadly glances.

Slughorn began to talk about other topics, before you were able to address the word and the class continued. While you looked at each other from the least, Regulus seemed to get increasingly angry.

The invisible board was 4 to 6, with you winning.

Once you got out of class, you rushed to walk alongside him and do what you knew how to do best, make him angry. Your interaction was based on making each other angry, competing for who was better. And so far, it was clear that you were better than him and he knew it.

"I won," you said and then made a pot, "Oh, poor Regulus. You might need help to study better."

He gave you a look that made your knees tremble. And yet, you followed him through the corridors to the dungeons where Slytherin’s rooms were located.

"The mouse ate your mouth?" you told him and Regulus turned, his face looked angry and his jaw clenched.

"I wish I could take the smile out of your stupid mouth." he said, stepping forward to you. Suddenly, the situation got denser. You felt abruptly warm and your knees trembled again.

You and Regulus Black always fought, it was nothing new. It wasn’t the first time you made it clear to him that you were better than him, and Regulus used to do the same. Many times he would drive you crazy and you blew up in front of the whole class. However, this time something felt different. Regulus looked angry, but also hungry for something. Her eyes went to your lips and without being able to stay silent for a second more, you kept doing everything to make her angry even more.

"Try to do it, I dared you." you already knew he was a coward.

However, Regulus had a different way than you had thought of removing the smile from your mouth. Just as you smiled at him triumphantly, he pushed his mouth closer to yours and pressed you against the cold wall. His mouth filled you, his tongue found yours and you moaned in the kiss. It was a kiss full of hate, anger and hunger. And damn, it was so good.

[sunlightmurdock]

Fair Game | What Happens After | Drabble

Find the full fic here, this is just a thing I’ve had sitting in my drafts for a couple of weeks, for anyone wondering what goes down after Bradley finds them. Is really just a Drabble, under 1k words

Warnings: swearing, cheating, angst etc

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“Y-Yeah, well you’re fucking Phoenix!” You bite back, still shaking as you sit on the bar stool. Bradley pulls the cold compress away from his eye and squints at you even though it hurts him to do so.

“What?” He scoffs at you. Like it’s the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard. Like you’re stupid for thinking it. “No I’m not! — Why the fuck would you think that?”

You frown. Bradley usually has a tell when he’s lying. Usually he fiddles with his hands, or his class ring. He struggles to keep still. Now, he’s deadly still and staring right at you.

Your head whips around to look at Jake, sitting a while away with Coyote checking that his nose isn’t broken. It might be.

“B-But I thought…” You frown, trying to piece together how this could have happened. “We thought-“

Bradley’s eyes widen angrily. He drops the ice and launches himself up from the stool, glaring at Jake, “What the fuck did you tell her?”

Javy steps in front of Jake and Jake pushes himself up from his perch on the edge of the pool table.

Penny slams a glass down on the bar to catch their attention, “Boys! — Don’t think I won’t call the cops if you start that crap again.”

You stare at Jake. He shoots a glance over to you.

Rooster’s jaw clenches as he settles back down against his stool. He picks up his bag of ice, wincing as he settles it against his eye socket.

“I’m not fucking Phoenix,” Bradley mutters dejectedly, your eyes are on a Jake. You realise that Jake already knows that. “I would never have hurt you like that.”

Your lips part slightly as your heart sinks into the pit of your stomach.

You stare at Bradley.

“B-But - I-I-I thought that…” You tremble, voice shaking as you realise what you did.

Bradley shakes his head as he presses the ice into his eye socket. He knows what you thought. His eyes land on Jake. He knows why you thought it. He just can’t believe you would trust Jake’s word over his.

Jake presses his tongue to the inside of his cheek, still tasting copper from Bradley knocking his head into the dated tile of the women’s bathroom. He can’t breathe through his nose yet because of the dried blood in his nostrils. But, he did get a good hit in and he smirks as he watches the colour of Bradley’s under eye deepen towards purple.

Plus, Jake got what he wanted. Who cares if he won the fight?

“Even if you weren’t fucking Phoenix,” Jake pipes up and ignores the glare that Penny gives him. Bradley stares at Jake, willing himself not to stand up and tackle him off of the pool table. “You were still a shitty boyfriend, dude.”

Bradley rolls his eyes. He isn’t going to take relationship advice from Jake Seresin of all people.

“Do you even like me?” You ask softly.

Javy winces on Bradley’s behalf, turning and pushing Jake’s hair back off of his forehead to check the cut that Bradley’s class ring gave him.

“Excuse me?” Bradley scoffs, raising his eyebrows as he turns his head to look at you. He hasn’t done that much since the fight got broken up and Penny closed the bar so that they could clean up.

“I just…” You swallow slightly, “You’ve been so mean recently, but you’re so kind to everyone else. I just feel like sometimes you don’t even like me.”

Bradley looks between you and Jake, who appears to agree with what you had just said.

“What? — Are you serious right now?” Bradley slams his cold compress down onto the counter and stands up, making you flinch. “You fuck my wingman in front of all of my friends, but I’m the bad guy because I’ve been a little grouchy recently?”

You stare at him as he barks at you. Your lip trembles. He’s right.

“Fuck this,” He shakes his head, “Fuck both of you. You fucking deserve each other.”

You stand up quickly as Bradley heads for the door. Penny grabs your wrist, giving a slow shake of her head. You sit back down on the stool.

[kwallanghae]

just forget before anything changes (i refuse) | yoon jeonghan

a short prologue to the events of my longer Jeonghan fic, twenty two days before we go our separate ways (twenty two days of not falling for you) (read here!) it can be read alone too :)

i was so shocked by the attention my latest fic received, and i’m so honoured the positive reception it’s received, so i wanted to share this little drabble about one of the events in twenty two days that i mentioned! hope you enjoy :)

((somewhat angsty, especially if you’ve already read twenty two days))

member: yoon jeonghan - seventeen

word count: 0.9k

warnings: language; mentions of alcohol and hangovers

Imagine if time was physical. And not just physical, but heavy, and moving. In fact, moving with such a speed that it was downright dangerous. And it had just crashed into you. That was just a glimpse of how you felt when you woke up that morning.

Your hangover was especially deadly. God, what even happened last night? Maybe if it didn’t hurt so much, you could have opened your eyes to see any clues you had left yourself, but that was certainly a struggle for you currently. All you could remember was the clink of your beer can against Jeonghan’s.

Jeonghan. Of course. The two of you were drinking together last night, a way to get over your latest heartbreak. Well, heartbreak was dramatic. Your pride hurt more than your heart. But how else can you describe a breakup? Especially one so unfounded. 

“He’s such an asshole! Wooyoung just... refused to listen to me, refused to entertain the idea that I wasn’t cheating on him with you.”

You opened your eyes as little as you could, yet the sunlight still blinded you, leaving you hissing and groaning. As you focused, you saw a pile of crushed beer cans laying in the corner of your room, a couple of feet away from your dustbin. Next to those, an almost empty bottle of tequila.

You remembered the tequila. You remembered hiding it, wrapped in towels and stuffed under your mattress, when your RA made a surprise visit, and promising yourself to save it for when you really needed it. And it seemed like in your infinite wisdom, that you had decided last night warranted it.

“He doesn’t deserve you. You don’t need to keep searching for losers who don’t understand you.”

Nausea is especially painful when paired with regret. You have a 10AM class, one you’ve probably already missed, and all you can think about is the pounding in your head. And whatever went on last night.

You should go to sleep Y/N, before you do something you’re gonna regret.

Your dorm room looked especially messy. Someone’s shirt was on the floor, and it definitely wasn’t yours. Maybe if you weren’t hungover you would know who it belonged to. It was so familiar.

“What about you? Are you going to do something you’ll regret?”

“If you keep looking at me like that, I will.”

There was a soft snoring noise to your left, one you recognised instantly, the snores Jeonghan let out just before he would wake up. You looked over to see the gentle rise and fall of his bare back.

Shit. You and Jeonghan kissed.

“Like what?”

“Fuck it.”

Time had once again rammed into you at full speed, and you were knocked back by the force of the memories. How Jeonghan cradled your jaw so gently before pulling you into him, the way he smiled as he kissed you, how you smiled as you kissed him back. 

“Why have you, mmhmm, never kissed me before, Hannie?”

“Never had the guts.”

Your nausea came back in full force, but you managed to swallow it down, replacing it with guilt. You did this. You allowed something to shift. And now, you weren’t ever sure if things would return to normal.

Jeonghan stirred, groaning as he shielded his face from the sunlight, shielded his face from you. Is it a sign? Does he regret it too? Does he even remember? You stayed quiet, as quiet as you could, in the hopes that he wouldn’t even notice you. Although that was tough, especially when he was in your room, in your bed, and oh god was that his leg tangled between yours? You were so fucked.

“My head is going to kill me.” He whispered, and you didn’t miss how husky his voice was. Would yours sound the same? “How are you feeling?”

“Shit.” Yep, husky, dry, and scratchy. “Last night was so dumb, we should not have drank that much.”

Jeonghan took a quick look at you, one you would have missed had you not been staring right at you, before tearing his eyes away. God, things were so strange now. Was it just you who felt strange? He was acting weird too, did you cause that?

“Look, Hannie,” You started, cringing as you spoke with thorns in your throat. “I’m sorry about last night. I was being dumb.”

“No, Y/N, I-”

“It feels weird now, right? I just feel like... things are so strange now, like everything is different now.” “Yeah. It feels different.”

He wouldn’t look at you. God, why did you let him kiss you? Why did you kiss him back?

“Let’s just forget about it, yeah? Pretend it never happened. I don’t want things to change.” You begged. 

Jeonghan didn’t answer you, and you wanted to cry, thinking of all the ways you had already messed up. You should have never kissed him. Eventually, he turned to you, with a loopy smile on his lips.

“Forget about what?”

You grinned, leaning over to hug him, and after a few seconds he complied, wrapping his bare arms around you. You wished you hadn’t, but you couldn’t deny that you blushed at the sensation of his skin on yours. It felt so intimate.

But it would end. You refused to let things change. You would be damned if you were the reason you stopped being friends with Jeonghan. So you wouldn’t let it. 

(You missed the way Jeonghan slumped against you in disappointment. You would miss it for years to come.)

[cocogrrrl]

hello! can i request for a Michael (the tall goth kid) with a reader who has an ethereal aesthetic and appearance i think that would be so cute bc of their different looks and vibes😍😍

grace

hcs and drabbles of michael with an s/o who has an ethereal fashion sense!

michael x gn!reader no cws wc: 849

an: guess the horror movie i referenced in one of the drabbles who ever gets the right answer gets my love /lhj

I’m writing this off of the assumption that an ethereal appearance is grace, silky satin, white pearls, and all that jazz!

Michael isn’t big on PDA, but I feel like whenever he touches you, he does it so gently. He holds you so delicately in his hands like you’re a Faberge egg. Your graceful appearance only furthers this.

You break down the cold exterior he presents. It’s a side that even some of his friends haven’t seen—or at least aren’t used to seeing.

You were cuddled up against Michael’s side. You two were watching some shitty horror movie from the 80s—a common occurrence for the two of you. 80s horror movies weren’t your usual taste, but Michael introduced you to some really good ones like The Thing and Videodrome. The movie you two were watching was some apocalypse horror about some scientist who makes a deadly parasite. Frankly, the only reason you wanted to watch this movie was because Demi Moore debuted in it.  “This is so weird.” You said, face contorting into an expression of disgust as you watched the slug-parasite burst out of someone’s face once more. “Yeah,” he replied, finding your repugnance rather humorous. “This feels really Italian for some reason. Like, I know it’s American, but it feels like nothing there is in its right place.” “Mhm,” you hummed, burying your face in his side to cover the trashy imagery before you. You didn’t wanna watch more, all the gore was too much for you to handle. Michael seemed to pick this up since he gently grazed his fingers over your jaw, causing you to look up to him. He pulled you by the chin ever so delicately and nudged your nose with his to take your mind off of the crude scene before you two even for a moment.

He tries to match outfits with you!

Nothing that’s too on the nose, but something that goes along with what you’re wearing, you know?

He’ll message you in the morning, asking about your outfit of the day, and he’ll check his wardrobe if he has anything to go with it.

Whenever you two match, he loves to show off!!! He’s willing to actually not ditch classes and roam the school during breaks so that others can see that you two are matching. :3

As you were getting ready for school, you heard your phone buzz. michael 🤍 hey what are you gonna wear today? you im not exactly sure yet but i definitely wanna wear the flowy pants i bought last saturday when we went out :D  michael 🤍 alright With that, you shut your phone and continued going through your wardrobe to find the best possible top to go with your pants. An extra layer of pressure was added now that you was going to match outfits with Michael. You didn’t know just what to wear. A few minutes later, your phone rang with a notification again. Michael sent you a photo of himself with his outfit for the day. Attached was an “Is this okay?” to which you promptly replied with an affirmative yes. His outfit now sparked your creativity, and you now had something to base off on now.

He can and will spoil your ass!!!

Expect him to give you the most stunning and thoughtful gift you’ve ever received on a random Tuesday.

Why’d he do that? Nothing. Just felt like it.

“Hey, YN,” Michael called out to you in the hallways as you grabbed a few books in your locker, tapping on your shoulder. You turned to meet the face of the voice. “Hmm? Oh, hello, dear.” You grinned, pushing yourself on your toes to give him a kiss on his cheek. You saw him holding back a blush and a smile to your touch. “What is it?” You continued, asking what he approached you for. It wasn’t usual for him to go up to you like this—at least not before class since he usually got to class either super early or super late. “I wanted to give you this.” He said, handing you an ornately-decorated handbag. Your eyes lit up in excitement. You knew one thing from the gift so far—you were definitely gonna keep the bag. It was too pretty to throw out. “Can I open it?” “Yeah, yeah. Go ahead.” He nodded, resting himself on the locker adjacent to yours. The gift, or rather gifts, stunned you. What was inside was a pearl necklace, a flowery brooch, and a gorgeous poet’s shirt. “Michael… Why’d you get me this?” You said worriedly. You didn’t like the idea of him spending his money on you—especially if the things he got were pricey. “Why shouldn’t I? I was out with my friends yesterday at some antique shop, and I saw that. I knew you’d love it.” He smiled, quietly chuckling at your reaction. “You didn’t have to.” You replied, a pout on your face. “But I wanted to.” He reassured, placing his hands on your arms. “Well, thank you then.” You hummed, burying yourself in the crook of his neck.

[justmoreocs-writing]

‘What do you mean you’re not coming?’ Maria asked, the outrage obvious behind her voice. Cassie would have known anyway, her friend’s fingers had still in their movement through her hair, stilled in her attempts at doing some elaborate updo for Cassie.

‘She means,’ stated Saya, a smirk on her face as Cassie winked over her, ‘she’s not coming.’

‘But you’re a Legacy!’ Maria was up, standing in front of Cassie, the hairdo plans all but forgotten.

‘Fallen Legacy,’ noted Cassie. ‘Would I really be enjoying the dance, or would I be waiting for someone to assassinate me because my family finally found out?’

The comment hung in the air between them, souring the mood.

Cassie sighed. She hadn’t wanted to bring this down on them. She was eternally grateful that they hadn’t abandoned her, even if it did mean they had to see each other in secret, that these little moments were confined to one of their rooms and lies readily available should they get caught; today it was her room. She hadn’t fancied the possibility of having to face off against Chico.

‘We could just see a movie or something instead,’ she suggested.

‘Is there anything you want to see?’ asked Saya, tilting her head a little to one side.

Cassie shrugged. ‘All right then, find the first music thing and slip in. Still get to do the dancing, but less of the possible assassination.’

‘That does sound good,’ mused Maria, finally settling herself back on the edge of the bed. Cassie could hear the doubt behind her voice though, and knew Chico was at its heart.

‘Maybe,’ said Saya, trying to ease their friend’s worries, ‘Cass goes to find the place and we show our faces at the dance before meeting up.’

Cassie shot a quick look to Maria, saw the small smile already forming on her lips and nodded. ‘Sounds like we have a plan, girls,’ she said, trying to ignore the concerns bubbling at the back of her thoughts.

[angy-lane]

hiiii I would like to order a drabble fluff for rook hunt with the plot: mc fem is a real angel who hides her nature due to the obligation of her superiors but every certain night, she goes out to stretch her wings and flies through the immense night to rest later in the clouds until the next day, mc thinks she hides her secret well but a certain hunter has already had his eyes on her for a long time… hidden in the shadows watching his prey… This is my idea, I like to think of rook captivated by an angel idk a bit fanciful but we are talking about twisted wonderland xd that would be all~ thanks and take care ^^

I ended up not specifying gender bc no gendered parts came up so I’m specifying it as gn.

Life could be sweet, in any aspect. Living as an angel it seems pretty obvious to find life beautiful. However, when some parts of your life are cut off for the sake of reputation, there’s not as much to appreciate.

The archangels are in the right though. The mortals of this realm do not need angels flaunted in their face every second. As a matter of fact, they do not even need to know such angels exist. The magic of humans in the universe you’ve transported too could prove dangerous to heaven. A deadly weapon that could lead to war if peace is not taken about properly. A war that heaven may not win in this realm.

Thus it’s a little difficult to go out into the world and stretch your wings when your constantly on the look out for any passer by’s. Your place here is to fit in and be a walking savior. You help in the shadows and live life as one of them.

You do have a self indulgent solace though. Every once in a while, in the dark of night. When the moon is nice but covered by clouds and breeze sweet. You let your wings float above the world and sky embrace you, you fly. Little do you know, the cover of night has failed to protect you from prying eyes.

A feather hatted huntsman sits in a tree. Staring up the sky. The reflection in his iris occasionally flashing the image of beautiful wings. But on this particular night his eye catches the gentle drop of a feather. With keen huntsman eyes he observes where it falls.

When going to bed that night you’re completely unaware of the small smile that plays on his lips. A gentle gaze onto the very feather as he picks it up and tucks it into his hat.

The next day is clear sky, not a cloud in sight. A strong contrast to the night before. It appears you may not be flying tonight. However, your heart drops and face pales as you walk out of your final class for the day. And through the heads flowing through the halls you see a familiar feather, bobbing up and down with the movement.

Rook Hunt, the number one person you must be careful of, has the life secret you hold everyday carefully placed into his damn hat. The implication taunts you as you fear how he could’ve obtained such a feather. More importantly, you fear how he found such a feather.

That night you knew better than to go fly. The sky was clear, and even if it wasn’t. The fact that Rook had found such a unique keepsake would obviously intrigue him. It would most certainly be in his best interest to attempt to hunt down what could’ve dropped such a find. And worse, he could have already seen you. The idea was not a good one. Maybe it was the loneliness of your secret that you subconsciously made such a decision. Or maybe it was the dying curiosity. However, in the end you decided to spread your wings once more. And for the second night in a row, you soared.

What you could not deny, was the flash of eyes staring up at you. The unmistakable glint of green in the moonlight from below. In those eyes was the reflection of great glorious wings. Most certainly he had seen you, and he most certainly will hunt you down.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Random Surprises

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet Drabble.

Series Masterlist

You heard Curtis's truck up up the driveway while you worked at his kitchen table, your grade book opened while you tallied the year's final grades and filled out your portion of report cards, being sure to fill in every student's comment section for the parents.

The end of the school year was approaching and you were feeling a bit sad to say goodbye to your first class at Mason Academy, you had even expressed to Curtis how much you were going to miss this class, all while being excited to meet next year's students.

The woes of watching your kids move onto their futures.

"Honey?" Curtis's voice boomed from the garage, making you set your pen down in your book to keep from losing your place. "Can you come here for a second?"

"Coming" You called out while you slipped from the table, your dress swaying around your legs as you made your way to the garage, easing the door open to find Curtis at his worktable, working a box back closed quickly. "What's up handsome?"

"I got you something." He beckoned you closer, drawing you to his side with his arm going over your shoulder, his fingers brushing affectionately against your bare arm. You warmed under his touch, curiosity making you fiddle with the box he had been quick to reseal closed. "Before you ask what for, it's because I know you've been sad about saying goodbye to your class and wanted to treat you."

"You spoil me." You mutter as he presses a kiss against the top of your head and you pull the box closer to ease open the top.

"I'm allowed to as your boyfriend." He assured you while you pulled out the shipping material to find something gleaming with a colorful sheen at the bottom. "It's an unwritten rule."

"Curtis!" You gasped with a grin, all your previous sadness replaced for the moment with excitement as you saw his gift. Inside was a set of rainbow titanium throwing axes. Pulling them out carefully, you practically squealed. "Can we try them out tonight?"

"Yeah, I got the targets set up out back already Pretty Girl." His pleased grin mirrored yours. You were careful to set your newest prize down before ambushing Curtis with a hug, feeling secure in his hold as he lifted you enough for your legs to swing around his hips and you pressed your lips against his, a silent showing of your excitement. When you both pulled back for air, he let a hand run along the backside of your thigh under your dress to grasp your ass. "You throwing in this dress?"

"You want me to?" You wiggled your brows to entice him and his eyes flashed with his own excitement.

"Fuck yes, I do Honey, fuck that will be hot." His tone turned graveled, suggestive, and wanting. It was so easy turning Curtis on, he always made you feel wanted by him.

"Let me down and let's try them out." You wiggled a bit to be let go, making him ease you back to a stand so you could twist out of his hold while feeling in his back pocket for his phone. "But first I want to send the girls a video." You chirped in an excited sing-song voice. Pulling up his texts, you made a group chat with Yona and Claude, turning it to make a video.

"Look what Curtis got me." Picking up one of the axes to make it gleam in the garage lights. "My new axes." Your voice turned sing-song. "They are so pretty and cute and DEADLY." In the background Curtis could be heard making an almost rumbling noise, saying your name to call your attention, the video message getting cut off suddenly.

[smad-lesbian]

Sooooo, I made so angsty as fuck McDuke drabble and I'm sorry for this. Someone please take me to therapy.

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"Heather".

The name, so simple. How could such a name possess such pain and happiness, such love and hatred, such power, yet such worthlessness.

"Heather, please just look at me". Duke's words were choked out, her eyes lined with tears that threatened to fall, exposing how weak she felt, how weak she was.

Cold eyes stared at her, not uttering a single word. Mcnamara looked at her, not with love or sympathy, like she used to. But not with the hatred that would make the pain Duke's heart go away.

Why couldn't she just hate her, why couldn't she just speak words of hatred, laced with the promise to hurt and cut deep, like how Chandler's always did.

But Mac, sweet Mac that deserved so much more than this, stayed quiet. The hallway soon to be filled with students rushing in and out of class, not even looking at them, unless they saw they could exploit this, stayed deadly quiet.

Mac looked past Duke, almost as if she wasn't there.

The bell rang.

And Mac walked away.

A single tear fell to the floor.

[duckymcdoorknob]

Oopsies another super self indulgent drabble. This time it’s feat. one of my biggest fucking kins rn.

This is for my ED homies. You’re seen, you’re understood, you’re loved.

CW BELOW THE CUT: Eating Dis0rder thoughts and behaviors.

You couldn’t lie to yourself, it was getting bad once again. You had been in a safe spot with your eating habits, but all good things come to an eventual end. As the most dreaded part of your day arrived, you mentally prepared to face your greatest rival: mealtime.

Opting for a basic salad, and a small bowl of fruit, you obtain your lunch and sit outside of the cafeteria, tucked away in a little corner. You always loved the space, since it was out of the way of almost every other person’s field of view.

You hesitantly placed the plate and bowl in front of you, slowly sitting down in the hard, plastic, chair. When you went to pick up your fork, your hand shook violently in protest.

Sighing, you put the fork down back in its home next to the plate. You ran your head through your hands as tears burned your eyes. You remembered the words of your friends, more-so they burned in your subconscious.

‘It’s not hard, just eat.’

‘You’re doing this to yourself’

‘Woah here we go again, who would’ve guessed?’

‘Just get over it’

Just get over it… just… just eat. It’s not hard. It’s-

“Hey.”

You slowly brought your teary eyes up to meet shining amber ones. The boy standing before you was clad in a yellow hoodie and black pants. He had red hair, accompanied by a headband, and he was holding a tray of food. “Do you… uh, do you mind if I.. if I join you?”

Sniffling and wiping your tears with an embarrassed chuckle, you agreed hesitantly. “Y-Yeah. Sorry I’m uh, I’m just-“

“No worries.” The unnamed boy said with a patient smile, setting his tray on the table and sitting down, “I couldn’t just sit and listen to you cry, so I wanted to have lunch with you. I hope I’m not making anything worse for you.”

“No! Not at all, I’m just having one of those days, if you know what I mean.” You reply quickly, trying to awkwardly laugh through the situation.

“Oh trust me, I know all about the days.” The red haired-male said, resting his cheek on his closed fist, “I’m Reki by the way, Reki Kyan.” He beamed a close-eyed smile.

“I’m (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)!” You chirped in response, feeling a little better due to his cheerful demeanor.

“It’s nice to meet you, (Y/N)! So tell me, what do you find to be special about you?” Reki asked happily, picking up a French fry from his tray and popping it into his mouth, “Man, the food in the cafeteria is either gourmet, or prison-grade.”

The comment elicited a chuckle from you. Your attention turned down to the untouched salad in front of you, it’s contents mocking you. You knew it was maybe 250-300 calories, but it was just too many. Sure, you can have some jello when you get back home, but you needed some kind of protein to keep from falling asleep in class.

You picked up your fork, perpetually shaky hands doing nothing to help you do so. “Well since you put me on the spot, I’ve forgotten every interesting thing about me.” You replied awkwardly, stifling a pitiful laugh.

“That’s alright! Im more than happy to go on and on about how coooool I am.” Reki chimed in response. “I love to skateboard. I’ve been doing it for so long, I couldn’t even tell you how old I was when I started-“

His rambling fell deadly upon your ears as you look down at the still untouched salad. You wanted to take a bite of it, just to keep your potential new friend from running away. You just couldn’t bear it… the thought of the empty calories hitting your empty stomach was too much to bear.

You sighed as more tears brimmed fresh in your lash line. You put the fork down in defeat, once again. Eyes blaring holes into the sickeningly-sweet bowl of untouched fruit.

Within a short moment, you felt a warmth encapsulate your shaking hand. You felt a thumb gently rubbing the base of your own, a comforting gesture you found that you seriously lacked in life.

“It’s alright… I know exactly how you’re feeling right now.”

Once again looking up, you managed to see Reki through your clouded vision. His features were sympathetic, as if he truly understood.

“N-No it’s.. it’s nothing.” You reply, sniffling.

“(Y/N)…” He smiles at you sadly, “It’s hard for me sometimes too.”

A short gasp rips from your lungs as you take in the genuinity of his voice. The tears that brimmed at your lash line were now falling on your lap as you hung your head shamefully. “I just want to be normal, Reki.” You whisper through your blossoming hysterics.

The red-haired male wastes no time standing up and kneeling down in the grass, so he could wrap his arms around you securely. “I’ve got you…” he whispered, “It’s okay, you’re okay.”

Reki held you with a firm gentleness, with enough pressure to show you he would never leave, but enough softness to keep you from feeling trapped. He held you close and gently rubbed the space between your shoulders. “I’m so proud of you for making it this far.” He whispered, once more sending you into hysterics.

“I-I- I’m just so… so tired of it, Reki.” You choked, “I’m tired of being terrified of something I need to survive. I’m tired of seeing food as a measurement of mental fortitude. I’m tired of having to earn the right to eat certain things by losing weight. I’m tired of never having energy during the day because I’m so under-fed.” You confessed, sinking deeper into the embrace.

“I understand. It may not seem it, but I truly have been where you are before. My relationship with food has improved but, not well…” the red-haired boy replied, “It helped having Joe and Cherry around. Hell, even little Miya was like my personal cheerleader. I know this isn’t a one-time-fix and then poof you’re normal, it’s a difficult and sometimes gross process.”

You nodded, taking in every word.

“Do you mind sitting in the grass? That chair can hardly be comfortable.” Reki asked suddenly, arms retreating from your figure.

You giggled as you settled into the grass next to him. “The chair wasn’t uncomfortable, your knees just hurt, didn’t they?” You dared to tease, sniffling and wiping your remaining tears.

“Hey! I’ll have you know that I have very big concern about the health of your tailbone going numb, thank you. If your butt goes numb, I’m not carrying you to your next class.” The redhead teased, hands absentmindedly running through your hair. “We’ll get through this.” He replied.

You sniffled and agreed with a quiet nod. “We… we will.”

“Together.” Reki whispered, holding your hand once more.

Connecting your free hand with the other two, you smiled at Reki as a single tear slipped from your eye.

“Together.”

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[piedpiperslists]

JJK: Idol Boyfriend AU

List of all Jungkook fics under 'Idol Boyfriend' AU:

* s - contains smut sm - social media format

* Last updated: 18/02/2024

D R A B B L E S

[drabble] by 1kook s PWP

[drabble] by holdinbacksecrets

* [drabble] by holdinbacksecrets

[drabble] by soraviie

[drabble] by soraviie

[drabble] by soraviie angst

12:14AM by 7ndipity

1:58AM by 7ndipity

3:43AM/PM by 7ndipity Summary: Jungkook can't sleep without you.

* 11:48 AM by likeastarstar

* 12:21 PM by likeastarstar

20:56 by softiejoon Summary: Jungkook wants to know which hair colour suits him best.

10:05 PM by likeastarstar Summary: OC struggling to say I love you for the first time.

All Over Again by delugguk s Summary: After finishing soundcheck, you could not let him go. Most of all when he looked that good.

Anchor by qqtxt Summary: On a day when Jungkook feels heavy, you make it effortless for him to feel light again.

As It Was by ditttiii Summary: On a sweet autumn noon with you in his lap and his heart in your palm, Jungkook thinks he might finally have it all.

BTS arguing with their loved ones about silly things by justimagineok sm

Don’t Fuck Your Boyfriend at His Best Friend’s Listening Party by yongbokology s

Dork by thecozywhaleshark Summary: Jungkook is a dork what else more can I say.

Early Morning Call by its-mysleepover s Summary: Jungkook’s away on tour, both of you miss each other dearly. You wake up one morning and Jungkook has an idea for making sure you’re staying intimate in these trying times. AKA Phone sex.

Ended As Quickly As It Started by alpacaparkaseok Summary: An argument between you and Jungkook ends just as quickly as it began.

Give Me Five More Minutes (Loving You) by hansolmates s Summary: Jungkook’s the banker, and he’s investing in your time.

Gluttony by whatifyoulivelikethat s PWP Summary: Kinky smut themed around a deadly sin.

Goodbyes by ggukiepie angst, breakup au Summary: You loved each other will all your heart and tried to keep that love alive, but fate isn’t always on your side. Maybe this is a goodbye.

Green Room by honeymoonjin s PWP Summary: Post-concert jealous Jungkook.

“Half a cookie. And the shirt stays off” by oreomonsterhunter Summary: Jungkook has been on tour for months, and you can’t help the loneliness and doubt that’s begun to haunt you, alone in your apartment.

“I’ll get it.” by minstrivia s

If it’s too much. by pleutbeaucoup

Important Details by moonlightkoo s Summary: Jungkook is mad at you for laughing at one of his bandmate's jokes about him- though they might've gotten some important details wrong.

In which you want to kiss Jungkook's cheek... by seokjinsonlyone

Intentions by thatbangtanbloom

INVU by highuby angst Summary: In which idol!Jungkook calls you while on tour, but his words don’t reach your heart.

Lunch Break by justanotherstarlightmonger

Mindlessly Mine by jinkookspencil Summary: Your online class was going well…. Until Jungkook walked by.

Noodle by alluremin Summary: Sometimes it can get lonely when Jungkook has to leave, and that’s definitely the only reason why you continuously pester him to get you a cat.

On The Other Side by hobi-is-golden Summary: Jungkook hates being away from his partner. But the grass is always greener on the other side, and they miss him too, and one day he knows they’ll come back to him.

Off the Hook by gorechoi-main Summary: Morning bliss provided by Jungkook, the king of chaos and his lovely grumpy baby.

Permission to Pleasure by bangtanbetchfics s PWP Summary: Scenarios where you pleasure each BTS member right after the final Permission to Dance concert in LA.

Please, for me? by delugguk s Summary: When they told you about Jungkook's condition you expected everything but this. His antibodies really do works hard, huh?

Popcorn by taehyung-the-baehyung secret relationship

Relief by junghelioseok s Summary: A celebration is in order.

Shower Me With Kisses by etherealinowrites Summary: Jungkook is pretty much highly whipped for you, or, the one where he can’t seem to stay angry at you.

Shy by 7ndipity Summary: Dinner with your parents leads to a slightly flustered conversation Jungkook.

So Close to Perfect by seok-jinnies Summary: Jeongguk has always been your constant, and even with what seems to be the whole world against the two of you, you can't bring yourself to let him go.

So, Give Me All Your Kisses by koostarcandy Summary: After one long, tiring month, all Jungkook craves is his lover’s kisses.

“Sweet dreams.” by sonnenfuchs

“That could have been so hot.” by taetaespeaches

The one where Jungkook is the world's clingiest/softest bf by eoieopda Summary: In which Jungkook fashions himself into a weighted blanket.

The one with Jungkook, the weekender, and the impossibilities by eoieopda angst Summary: In which Jungkook is bad at prioritizing & somehow even worse with words.

The one with Jungkook and terpsichore by eoieopda dancer!reader Summary: In which Jungkook watches you pole dance & goes mildly-to-moderately feral.

Then, Terror by whatifyoulivelikethat Summary: The worst dreams are the ones that feel too real.

Those Eyes by sugarwithtea Summary: You fall in love with your boyfriend a little more every day, especially when he gives you those eyes!

Two for the Show | Encore by ki-yomii s Summary: It’s unfair how pretty he is like this; so wanton and needy, half naked and stretched across the middle of your bed (aka the fic where you catch JK jerking off in your bed with a pair of your panties).

Under the Sun by namii-fm Summary: The summer sun was nearly unbearable.

You are jealous of a new staff member by bangtan-sonyeonddaeng

“You know I’m a light sleeper.” by holdinbacksecrets

“You’re important too.” by seoulnotes

O N E S H O T S

Abundance by xenizaation s wc~4.3k

Bicker by satnin-darling s wc~3.7k / PWP Summary: It’s after the Permission to Dance On Stage online concert and it seems that your boyfriend, Jungkook, had left out a few details regarding the performance under the guise of a surprise. Ordinarily, you were surprised, floored in fact, but this doesn’t stop you from bickering over the details

Castle by satnin-darling s wc~8.1k / polyamory au, PWP Summary: The member’s filmed in the SOOP for four days sometime in the summer but now, they’ve returned for more rest, away from the cameras. With a few days in the cool mountainside, you get the opportunity to experience the aptly named ‘SOOP in the Castle’ yourself along with your seven boyfriends, and it seems that Jungkook has missed you more than he let on.

Castle (II) by satnin-darling s wc~7.7k / ft KTH, polyamory au, PWP Summary: It's another day in the SOOP and there's something about the way Taehyung and Jungkook are talking together beneath the awning that somehow ends up with you on a pleasurable tailspin.

Chapstick by softyoongiionly s wc~5.8k Summary: Jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you.

Curiosity by yminie s wc~10.6k / ft KNJ, PWP Summary: Jeongguk’s interest is peaked by something he finds on his favourite hyungs computer, so it’s only natural for him to turn to Namjoon for guidance, right?

Distractions by 1kook s wc~3k Summary: “Soft.” / “No shit,” you say, “you’re deep between my boobs.”

Heartcuffed by v-hope s wc~2.7k / PWP Summary: The moment Jeongguk and you saw the pink heart-shaped handcuffs that would be a part of his outfit for the photoshoot that day, you both knew what was coming your way.

Hush by ki-yomii s wc~2.9k Summary: It’s movie night with the boys, and Jungkook’s feeling a little too adventurous.

Indulgence by ppersonna s wc~3.8k Summary: Sometimes your boyfriend Jungkook reminds you how much you love him by doing absolutely nothing at all.

Just One Kiss by bangtsblossom s wc~5.5k Summary: With the dorms empty… there was only one thing you and your boyfriend could think of doing. And that was baking cakes.

King of Hotels by bangtanstanst wc~4.1k Summary: Shall we play a game?

Later Sounds Good Too by satnin-darling s wc~6.5k / ft MYG, polyamory au Summary: It’s a rare day off and when it comes down to it, nothing quite hits the spot like quality time does.

Let You Go by namfinessed wc~2.4k Summary: He doesn’t want you to leave but Jungkook isn’t cruel enough to stop you either.

Like I'm Famous by softyoongiionly s wc~11.2k Summary: It’s New Years Eve and Jungkook would rather be anywhere else than at his company’s massive party. Sure, he’s a guest of honor and his team rented out the nicest hotel in Seoul, but ringing in the New Year with you on the other side of the world just feels wrong. He doesn’t know how he’s supposed to celebrate without the woman he loves, but maybe- just maybe…he won’t have to…

Lollipop by whatifyoulivelikethat s wc~3.1k Summary: You and your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, were supposed to have a nice movie date, but somehow get sidetracked once you whip out that strawberry-flavored lollipop. Who would have guessed?

My You by wnderkoo s wc~2.5k Summary: Jungkook calls you into his studio, and you leave with more than just his cum stuffed in you.

Needy by sugarycandies s wc~2.5k Summary: Jungkook has been missing Y/N for a while, two months was too long to go without her. He gets an opportunity when she texts him.

Page 1 by satnin-darling s wc~3.5k / ft KTH, PWP Summary: Jungkook was tidying up in the boat house just as you came down to see him. Obviously, cleaning would be at the bottom of the agenda once you were together. But while Jungkook was confident that you two would be alone to do whatever you liked since his room was apart from everyone else’s, he keeps forgetting that Taehyung liked to go the extra mile.

Press Start by softyoongiionly s wc~5.5k Summary: A night in with your boyfriend Jungkook includes all kinds of things: anime, witty banter, snacks from 7-Eleven and, you know, sex.

Power Trip by softyoongiionly s wc~4.5k Summary: You and Jungkook make a bet to see who can last the longest in bed.

SOOP by satnin-darling s wc~2.8k / ft KTH, polyamory au, PWP Summary: Taehyung was meant to fetch you and Jungkook because it was already time to eat. But he happened to walk into something else and he couldn’t help but join. Oh, and for those who are left waiting, it’s not all bad

Trap by jiminpitys wc~3.9k Summary: In which you show up at your boyfriend's concert soundcheck as a surprise, and to your own, he’s wearing an outfit that’s bound to make you feel a certain way.

Waste It on Me by rockwithwoo s wc~5.6k Summary: After a frustrating day for you, your boyfriend Jungkook offers for you to use him, and his body, to let go of your aggravation.

Your Favourite Game by gimmesumsuga s wc~2.6k / ft MYG, boyfriend!Jungkook, PWP Summary: The one where Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook compete to see who can make you cum the fastest.

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In which . . . by onlyswan Summary: Collection of drabbles feat. Jungkook.

Not Allowed by whatifyoulivelikethat s ft MYG, polyamory au Summary: The love of your life, BTS’s very own Min Yoongi, tells you he has a gift for you. But he also says you’re not allowed to refuse. What’s that supposed to mean, hm? Surely not… wild hot sex with the Golden Maknae himself?

Talk to Me in Korean (Limited Edition) | (NSFW Edition) | (Advanced Edition) by softyoongiionly s Summary: Your boyfriend knows English very well however, there are certain phrases he isn’t quite familiar with…

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"Lost But Now Found" AU drabble about the unbreakable bond and unconditional brotherly love between Colli and Hunter ahead, my dear fellas. Basically, the potion class teacher got sick, and the substitute is a huge jerk towards the kindhearted starboy. Hunter is not amused! Same for Boscha, who is just as pissed as Hunter that her sweet little Moondrop gets treated badly. Alright, here I go!

Drabble: Substitute Teacher From Hell

It was a quiet morning on the Boiling Isles as the most inseparable pair of brothers sat cuddled close together in the Potion Track classroom. The small starboy with otherworldly fluffy lavender hair and a heart of gold sat on the young Grimwalker's lap.

Hunter took softly Colli's small hand, while Colli intertwined his fingers with Hunter's. Hunter's magenta eyes were filled to the brim with love and adoration for his sweet little brother. Unfortunately, the brotherly affection was not tolerated by the substitute teacher.

"Colli and Hunter Clawthorne-Noceda-Deamonne-Whispers, I demand that you two sit at separate tables! Colli, go to the table that's in the back of the classroom!" The kindhearted eternal little boy and the former Golden Guard were clearly upset as they were separated.

As Colli floated up, the substitute teacher didn't like it in the slightest! "I said go, not float! When I see you floating one more time, I'm going to throw you into the Detention Pit!" Hunter couldn't believe his ears! The blonde boy had the strong urge to beat the substitute teacher to a pulp!

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry." Colli whispered as he teared up. He floated down and walked to the table. Hunter wasn't the only who wasn't happy that the teacher was so mean to him. The entire class wasn't amused! Especially Hunter and Boscha.

"Hey! Don't be so mean to Colli! He hasn't done anything wrong!" Hunter and Boscha said in unision. The substitute teacher glared at the two of them, but didn't say anything. He walked up to Colli and glared at him as well.

"Listen up, you little freak! If I see you using your magic in any form, I'm going to punish you! Do I make myself clear?!" "Y-yes, Sir..." Colli didn't understand why he shouldn't use his magic. Hexside was a magic school, after all. But he decided to obey. The substitute teacher scared him.

Hunter overheard the teacher threatening Colli. The blonde boy had to restrain himself from killing the teacher on spot. As Colli accidentally levitated something over, the teacher was about to hurt him with a whip! Fortunately, Hunter protected his beautiful little Sunshine.

Hunter got ahold of the teacher's arm and twisted it. "I don't care that you are our substitute teacher, no one is allowed to harm a single hair on Colli's head!" Hunter's magenta eyes were full of hatred for the cruel man. "I'm going to tell Principal Bump that you twisted my arm!"

"Yeah, go tell him! But don't forget to mention why I did it!" Hunter gave the man a very deadly glare. Then, Hunter wrapped his arms around Colli and cuddled him close to his chest. "Shhh, shhh. Everything is going to be alright." Hunter whispered softly as he kissed lovingly Colli's tears away.

The teacher was disgusted by the unbreakable and unconditional brotherly love between Colli and Hunter. He left the classroom and was about to go to Bump's office. Only to meet him as soon as he stepped out of the room. Bump already knew what was up.

"You are fired!" Bump spoke dangerously calm. "Why?" "You know why! You were about to hurt an innocent little boy with a whip! Are you completely nuts?!" "But this little boy is a freak who doesn't belong here! He is dange-" Bump didn't let him finish this sentence as he punched his jaw very hard.

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A few days later, the actual potion class teacher was back. The entire class couldn't be more relieved! Especially Colli and Hunter, who were sitting cuddled close together. The immortal celestial boy had a bright smile on his adorable multi-colored face as Hunter kissed lovingly his freckled cheek.

Bump swore to never let something like the incident with the substitute teacher happen ever again! The entire Hexside staff was incredible protective of Colli. As Bump found out, the substitute teacher was so mean to Colli, because the man was a Belos apologist!

The End