#ouH and THANKS YOU for the very great ask!!! i enjoyed thinking about all such things ^^

[muckmagister]

ANOTHER RAPID FIRE QUESTION ROUND!!!!! on the condition that it cannot help you escape the deserted island, what is one thing you would take to a deserted island? what's a book that changed your life in high school? what's your ideal job? what's your favorite ice cream flavor? what's your favorite place you ever visited and where would you like to visit someday? what's your favorite video game? again i can't think of any more questions but if you have something you would like to say. well. you can say it. bye bye 💖💖💖

oouhh my god that's a tough question to start with. like the boring answer would be some sort of multi tool but i suppose anything that helps me survive would eventually also help me leave. it'd have to be like. a ball. or some other sort of small nicknack that i could easily keep on me to play around with, oH or my childhood plushy. or actually like a lil instrument like a harmonica to learn that'd be cool. yeaah so like a rubiks cube or a harmonica or my plushie ^^

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy was like the only thing i read during middle/high school that wasn't required reading for a class it's fantastic. ok well it wasn't the only thing i read but it's the only thing i've reread like 5 times by now lmao. it definitely helped stoke my imagination and interest in physics with the dumbass sci-fi fkjdksjs

wuuuh i haven't thought too much about it but i think ideally i end up in some sort of pure mathematics research position; i imagine i'm also gonna end up teaching at a uni somewhere at the same time, which isn't bad honestly even though i'm an awful teacher ^^ i just love talking about and trying to explain that stuff. i don't know exactly where my passion comes from but it's just. sure i've always been good at it but more than that it's exciting! it's so exciting to learn about! maths isn't invented, it's discovered, and we're discovering it! and it's so complex and so stupid. it's embedded in everything and exists wholly outside of it. i also like philosophy lmao

ok ok, so. good. proper. vanilla icecream. like chocolate with fudgy bits and stuff is incredible, fruity/berry flavoured icecream is awesome too. but there's a reason vanilla became synonymous with default and it isn't because it's boring it's because it's the best. but yeah only if it's good, shitty vanilla icecream sucks ass. it's also incredibly close to be entirely honest i DO like a good berry icecream. but the simplicity and delicacy of vanilla just does it for me most of the time

i don't think i have a favourite place- i haven't traveled enough yet😭 the furthest i've been from home was just sydney and the gold coast and it was like. different but the same, all just australia still but somewhere else. but i've always wanted to tour through europe and japan and some bits in south africa and the americas and other places too though. i need to see everything

AHH terraria probably??!!!?! it's so hard to say but really terraria is probably the game i've played the most in my life. otherwise plazma burst is an old flash game that's close to my heart because of nostalgia. and cause it's fucking awesome still tbh. OHH and the henry stickmin games!!!! also nostalgia but they also fucking rock still. and then there's the basic answers like portal and skyrim because of course. i cried when i finally beat portal 2, it was literally one the first games i ever played on the xbox 360 we got when i was like 9-10 years old, and like, i'd get stuck at bits and not play for a while at a time so it ultimately took some two years to get through but when it happened it was just. ough.

[intoduskoutofdawn]

Uhhhh.... cna Phil just go with Jake?

That depends ...

Shopping? Sure, why not? Although, Jake gets very impatient - especially when it comes to clothes.

To the movies? Definitely, but they got to let Phil pick because if Jake does it and the movie sucks - he's never gonna hear the end of it. "What the hell was that?" - "How am I supposed to know that beforehand?!" -" You can really pick'em." - "I picked you, didn't I?" - "Well, even a blind man may perchance hit the mark."

For a walk? That happens. Phil really enjoys going for long walks, Jake didn't think much of them but has grown to enjoy accompanying him.

To party? That's a pickle. Jake hates the bad air, the noise, and many people surrounding him. Phil doesn't really enjoy parties either, though he's the much better people person in general (fun fact: really hates dancing, but is actually a good dancer - therefore gets asked way to often). So they try to avoid the parties but occasionally end up on one.

Insane? Ouh, yes. Jake can basically break out in hour long rants about this and that, mostly it's related to computing and decoding - so Phil doesn't even know what he is talking about. Then it's time to distract the hacker, either with a totally unrelated comment on something else - that usually irritates him, and he bursts into laughter. Or you know, Phil just has his ways to make Jake think of something else. The bar owner, on the other hand, goes insane over any form of injustice (he's a bit traumatized by his unjustified arrest). But Jake actually adores that and helps him to get all the deposit bottles and cans from the Aurora to the recycling center and get the money usually to the animal rescue.

To therapy? Maybe they should, I mean there is no lack of issues. But then the therapist would probably point out that their issues actually make them such a good match and that this is called a compulsive or colliding unity and so on and so on... let's just call it love and be done with it.

On the run? (I know that is what you were asking in the first place ;) )

No. Sorry. Definitely not. Phil has a business and believe it or not, he also wouldn't leave his sister alone there. But it's okay, Jake knows that and would never ask him to abandon his life. Jake is the more flexible one, and he makes it work somehow.

Thank you so much for the ask, I had fun with that one! ;) I hope, I didn't disappoint you. Have a great day. 🖤🤍🖤🤍

[kaffeinic]

Seventeen Boyfriend!AU: Joshua

Boyfriend headcann for Vernon Scoups and josh from svt please? Uwu koffee lovers is so fuckin cute btw I’m using it forever. - 👽

- 👽 Anon

Could you please write a bf au for Jisoo in seventeen? Thanks so much! I love the blog and Jesus Christ koffee lovers 😆

- Anon

Ouh I see u have the boyfriend headcannons goin! Could we get Joshua svt and v from bts?

- Anon

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Confession

A whole ass gentleman

Josh is the type to make note of whether or not you like things like flowers, chocolates, etc.

If you did, he would bring one/multiple of those

If you weren’t,

Which he could admire, in a sense

He would take you somewhere private

With or without a gift lol

And take hold of one of your hands

And gently ask you to a date

With his sweet smile

And slightly red cheeks

First Date

Again, this depends more on what he knows you like

If you enjoy fancy restaurants

You know, the finer things in life

He would gladly bring you to the best restaurant in the city

If not,

He would also gladly make a picnic or invite you to his house

Let’s assume he doesn’t live with twelve other men in this scenario

He would try his best to show you how special you are to him

And help you to have a great time with him

Skinship

I imagine he would take it very slowly at first

Not only do I think he would be a little nervous to initiate those things,

But he didn’t know how comfortable you would be

He only got the message when you started to show a little more interest in skinship in general

Pecks on his lips,

Holding his hands,

Hugging him all the time,

You get it

Once he was sure you were okay with it,

And he was comfortable himself,

The man would be all over you

And I don’t mean this in a smutty way

At least not in the beginning 😏

He would be very into holding your hand in public

And maybe a peck on the cheek/forehead/lips every now and then

But he would keep his hands to himself for the most part in public

While alone/with the boys

He’d be very cuddly

Always playing with your hair and snuggling into your neck/laying his head in your lap

Essentially,

He’s very cute with it

Fights

He’s a passive person most of the time

I can’t see him fighting with you much

I actually see you guys getting into fights about him not fighting with you lol whut

Him giving you virtually everything you want can get on your nerves after a while

It’s only because you know he will grow to resent you eventually

And you both want to be in it for the long haul

Once you guys got past that,

The only fights you’d really have would be about mundane, petty things

They would resolve fairly easily due to Josh’s calm attitude

If you have a calm disposition, that’ll help, too

You both still got along quite well

Because you both had respect and love for each other

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[randomoranges]

honestly, if anyone can enlighten me on where the frig i may have heard the word “cariad” i’ll be forever grateful.

like, i read the word now and was like the frig is this even and had to google it to make sure it wasn’t something made up. 

anyways, please enjoy whatever the heck this is with all it’s coded implications i was clearly not even going for at the time - or who knows maybe 16 yr old me was unto something lamao.

So Totally OP!

Part 23

 This was how I truly died, wasn’t it?

 -

“You did not just press play on the most horrendous video tape ever created by mankind!”

 He was so totally busted! This would be great and potentially good experience for a future role.

 “Darling, please don’t get upset. I was just showing some videos to your boyfriend. And before you can even protest that he’s not your boyfriend, I already know that you’ve glanced at each other when I said the word boyfriend and you looked away with a blush painted across your faces.” Jake said with the most evil of smirks.

 This man was good, too good. Was there a hidden camera somewhere in the room?

 “Seeing as you are both speechless, can you bother yourself by serving your boyfriend and I an assortment of cookies please? I’m low on sugar and it’s been a while since I’ve touched the sacred cupboard. Thanks darling, I love you.” Jake added without even batting an eye. Who was this man, really?

 The director stood in front of the muted TV for a moment and left her eight-year-old self singing alone.

 “Did the director force you to call her anything but her name when you started working at OP?” I asked out of the blues, if only to break the silence and really, mostly, since the question popped into my mind unprompted.

 “Yeah, more or less. I also like tormenting her with all sorts of different nicknames. It’s fun, loads of fun. Ouh, here’s an interesting video; this is a ballet show when she was nine. I think she trips in this one.” Jake said looking back at the TV. We watched the group of nine-year-old girls dancing I pink tutus for a while, before the director walked back in with a plateau filled with assorted snacks.

 “Your snack, my liege.” She placed the plateau in front of us and then made an odd sort of reverence towards Jake, before she sat between the two of us on the couch. She laid her head on my chest and her legs on Jake’s. This was interesting. I had not been expecting any of this, to be quite honest.

 “Comfortable?” I asked her eyeing her from the corner.

 “Very.” For a moment we were all silent, mesmerized by the screen and the prancing ballerinas on the television, until the director took a cookie stick and poked me with it.

 “Come on Taro, say “ah”.” I said “ah” and suddenly I had a cookie in my mouth. I bit on it and I discovered that it was quite good, despite its plain looking exterior.

 “Hmmm, I wonder,” She started, “If I eat this cookie that you bit, would I be infected by your germs, Taro? Would I be more magnifique?” She imitated one of my gestures and for some reason we all started laughing. Oh, but she was quite skilled in this!

 “It tastes better with some Taro flavoring on it.” She added on as an afterthought as she chewed on the cookie.

 I was not about to comment on how any of this was making me feel, but if someone was to tell me that this girl was drunk, I would agree with them one hundred and seventeen percent.

 “Hey Jak, maybe we should contact the company and ask them to do a Taro cookie as promotional material. What do you think, Taro?”

 “I think I would prefer a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, thank you very much.”

 The director smiled, “Smart answer.”

 “You know I feel kind of neglected over here, cariad.” Jake said from his seat. The director took another cookie from the tray and fed it to him. This seemed wrong, but somehow we were all still perfectly sane.

 “Ouh, dark chocolate, tastes exotic.” Jake licked the flavoring took a bite and gave it back to the director. Honestly, what had we eaten? We seemed like a bunch of miscreants. This was so un-classy, so unlike us – unlike me, yet it was so totally OP!

PREVIOUS: XXII CURRENT: XXIII NEXT: XXIV

[bokutosbubblebutt]

A/N- I know Valentine's Day is over but I was really busy with school and I had no chance to finish it

And it turned out really cute and I like it

It's Valentine's Day

Awsten and you were roommates for almost two years now. None of you has a partner and honestly weren't interested in anyone. You were really close and liked each other a lot. You actually like him more than a friend but sadly you were to shy to ask him out. And if he'd say no it would be really weird for the both of you.

It was Tuesday which means 3 days before Valentine's Day and none of you had a valentine. You never talked about it so you didn't even cared if you have someone or not. You would be sitting in your room and would watch some cheesy teenage romcom movies while eating ice cream. Last year awsten wasn't at home because he met this girl but he went on a date with her just two or three times. You thought she was kinda sweet but a little bit dumb to be honest.

But this year it was different.

Both of you were sitting in the living room on your phones. Not speaking with each other or anything. But after a while the green haired boy broke the silence.

„Geoff is going to surprise his wife with a romantic wellness day on Friday. I think that's like really cute." he laughed and put his phone away.

„Hm? Why, what's on Friday?" you asked a bit confused.

„Valentine's day." he just said and stared against the floor. You could feel that he was nervous because he played with his rings and his leg was bouncing all the time.

„Ouh! I forgot. But yeah, that's really sweet. They definitely deserve a little bit alone time. Where is Farore gonna be?"

„I don't know. I guess by her grandparents? And he didn't asked us to take care of her." he laughed. „Uhm, are, are you going to do something on Valentine's Day?" Nervously he stared at you and hold his breath.

You shook your head and looked at him. Is he going to ask if you wanna be his valentine this year? I mean you wouldn't say no since you have a big crush on him. „Nah, and if, I would tell you." you answered and smirked.

„Maybe, maybe, do you wanna be my valentine this year? Like we could go to a fancy restaurant and then watch movies. Or at least we could spend some time together?" he asked very shy and almost scared of your reaction.

You giggled and could feel the heat in your cheeks. He was so cute and it's really nice that he asked you. „Awsten, of course I want to be your valentine." you said and pet his knee since you were sitting next to each other on the couch. Happily he started breathing again and had a cute smile on his face.

———————TIME SKIP————————

The last days you didn't talked about Friday evening. You just said to him that you don't have to go to a fancy restaurant or do something special but he told you he already made a reservation. He was really sweet and every time you are falling even more for him.

You got really close over the years of friendship and since you are roommates. You have your own little routine everyday. When you leave to work and he's still asleep -which is almost every time- you make him coffee and write him a little note on a post it. And when you come home from work and he's not there he leaves you one, too. Sometimes he tries to cook something for you, since you are extremely good at it and he always feels bad that you have to make the food, but he's not very talented at it. People ask you a lot why you are not in a relationship but you just laugh it awkwardly of. You really have a crush on him but sadly you are too shy and embarrassed to ask him on a „real" date.

Is this Valentine's Day thing even a date?

It was 5 pm as you got a text from him.

»I'm going to pick you up at 6

»Wear something nice like the red dress you bought

The last time you were shopping with him he forced you to buy this red dress you really liked. It was short, really tight and had a few lace ornaments on it. He even made you to try it on because you said you would look awful in it but then it fitted perfectly.

Honestly you wanted to look good today. Not as always like a bag of potatoes. You started to do your make up and finished 30 minutes later with a pretty good look. After you put the fake lashes on, you straightened your hair and tried to make a kind of messy ponytail but it didn't worked out pretty well so you just went with your hair opened.

Finally you were standing in front of the mirror looking like a snack. Now you started to panick a little and got really nervous. Of course you went out with him a few times but today it's really special.

Your phone made a sound and you got a message from Awsten.

»Are you ready? I'm waiting outside

                                             Yeah, I'm coming«

Nervously you put your shoes on, which were black pumps. You also grabbed your purse and put the last things in it. A last check in the mirror and now you opened the door to go outside of your apartment. You had to go downstairs and you could feel how weak your knees were.

What the hell is this boy doing to you?

Minutes later you opened the last door and saw Awsten leaning against his car. He raised his head and looked a you. A exited smile was on his face. Quickly he grabbed something behind his back and now he is holding a bunch of roses in his hand.

„Hey! These are you for you!" He grinned and gave you the flowers. „You look great! Like amazing!"

The blood was rushing to your cheeks and you could feel that they are bright pink now. He is so sweet.

„I didn't know you were such a hopeless romantic. But Thank you and I think you knew that I don't need things like that. But thank you. And you look also really good." you laughed and smelled the roses. They smelled amazing. And awsten looked really good today. He wore a black blazer and a white shirt under it. You never saw him like this and it made him even more attractive.

He helped you getting into the car and you put the flowers in the back seat. You were still kinda nervous but not that much anymore. Awsten jumped in and started to drive.

„You look really amazing. Like damn." he laughed and tried to make a conversation.

„Thanks. And thanks that you forced me to buy it." you giggled and looked at him.

His green hair was glowing because of the black blazer.

He asked about your day and you told him everything you did. Then he did the same. After a 20 minutes drive you stopped at a really expensive looking restaurant. You never saw it but it looked pretty nice.

He got out of the car and opens your door.

„Miss Y/L/N!" he reached out for your hand and you gave it him. Awsten gave someone the car keys who's job is it to park the cars. After that you walked in the restaurant still holding his hand.

„Good evening! How can I help you?" a butler greeted you.

„Hello, I made a reservation." Awsten answered.

„What's your name, sir?"

„Knight! Mr. Knight." he said. The butler searched and found his name on the sheet.

„And you are the girl he had to rescue?" the butler joked.

You just laughed and looked awkwardly to „your knight".

„This is the Seat. Another butler will come and take your order."

Awsten was a real gentleman tonight and helped you even with your chair. That's so unusual for him. Of course he's always really respectful and he had good manners but today he is giving his best. The restaurant was really fancy and looked way to good for you. The aesthetic was red and gold and everything looked so expensive. But both of you matched the vibes.

„Do you like it here?" he asked.

You nodded. „It's way too good for me." You chuckled.

The other butler came and ordered the drinks you wanted.

„If you want to drink a glas of wine or I don't know champagne, that's okay! I don't care." awsten said but you shook your head and ordered also a water. The butler gave you the menu and went away.

„I can't decide! Everything sound so delicious. But it's also hella expensive." you said while you was going trough the menu.

„You know what? First of all, the price doesn't matter and the second thing is, I'm going to choose what you eat!" he said. You rolled your eyes but at least you don't have to pick a dish.

The rest of the dinner was pretty chill. The food what Awsten ordered was really good and it couldn't be better. A few musicians played music and Someone even did a proposal. That was really cute.

„Let's Play a Game." you Said. „We have to guess what other people are talking about. I start!"

you picked an old couple.

„Bob, stop chewing with an open mouth. I don't want to see what you eat." you mocked the old lady.

„Margrett, why are you always picking on me?"

„We are married for over 50 years now and I told you a hundred times to stop doing it!“

„Doing what?"

Awsten started to laugh and you also giggled a lot.

„Okay, okay now it's my turn! Do you see this couple right there?" You nodded.

„Honey, what do you think the kids are doing now?"

„Darling, I told you to forget the kids. Today is our day."

„But they are so small!"

„They are not even alone-"

Awsten got interrupted by a butler.

„Since today it's Valentine's Day, every couple gets a free dessert." he said and put a good looking chocolate cake with some ice cream on our table.

We both said thank you and looked at each other.

„Wait, close your eyes!" awsten said and I did what he told me. After I few seconds he told me to open my mouth and he fed me with the cake. It tastes really good.

„Mmm!" you almost moaned because it tasted delicious. The cake was still warm and the ice cream made it even better.

Awsten also tasted it and closed his eyes. You watched him while he enjoyed the food. After he opened them again you were staring into each other's. It felt like the time stoped and only the two of you were there. You could see how his pupils widened and he started to smile.

„Uhm, yeah! It’s really good.“ he broke the moment and brought us back to the reality.

You cleared your voice and grabbed your own fork. Silently you shared your dessert.

What the hell was this? Can I get this again? The feeling was wild, you just zoned out and it was only you and him. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach and your whole body was feeling kinda fuzzy.

After we finished it and a butler came to get it, there was a uncomfortable silence.

„Uhm, you are not going to pay alone! We will split!“ you said and grabbed your purse.

„Nope! I will pay!“ he also grabbed his purse.

„But I don’t want you to pay everything alone.“

„But this date was my idea!“ he laughed.

HE SAID IT!

„A date?“ you chuckled. His cheeks turned bright red and he looked embarrassed away.

„I guess! I really like you, you know. And I thought this would be a good chance to, I don’t know, make it not that obvious.“ he explained and smiled shyly.

„You like me?“ you Said and giggled a little Bit.

He nodded and looked up into your eyes.

You grabbed his hand. „I like you too, awsten.“

Your faces where almost an inch apart from each other. He slowly came close to you until he finished the last part and you were kissing.

Your whole body was exploding and felt really fuzzy and sparkly. The feeling was amazing.

His lips were soft and his mouth tasted like chocolate.

[redhoodsjacket]

To Prove a Point - 2/2 (Famous!Bucky Barnes AU)

Ayyy so this is part 2, which is gonna end exactly how you think it’s gonna end

Part 1

Word count: 4292

Warnings: Language maybe? few (mild) words here and there

A/N: In this 2-part serie I definitely abused of italics for emphasis on words. Sorry if it bothers you but I just like it so much

You enjoyed the last moments of silence of the night as the limo rolled through Manhattan toward the Stark tower. You were seated the farthest from Bucky, knowing you'd spend plenty of time breathing in each other's space later. You didn't even need to rehearse anything; you both knew what to do at this point. 

The limo came to a halt, and you knew by the loud chatting outside that this was your stop. You let out a long sigh and scooted closer to the door.  "Ready?" Bucky asked, not seeming happier about it than you. "Do I have a choice?" You raised an eyebrow.

He only rolled his eye and opened the door, offering you his hand. You jumped back into your facade and smiled, taking his hand and getting out at your turn. Cameras were flashing in your face as the paparazzi called to you. Bucky put his arm around your waist to pose for some pictures, then slowly guided you inside. He leaned toward your ear, still smiling. "Pretend I said something funny" He muttered. You laughed and looked up at him, also leaning closer. "Pretend I replied something clever" You replied, and he laughed too. It was how you acted chummy when people couldn't hear you. You found it was better than to actually talk to each other. You were then pulled aside for a quick interview, where the journalist looked more than delighted by the situation. "I am now with the talk of the hour, (Y/N) and Bucky! You guys look stunning tonight, how are you?" "Thank you, we're even matching!" Bucky replied with a wide smile. "We are feeling great how about you?" "I am great as well thank you" She giggled. "So, it seems like you two are attending this event on a date for the first time since your first movie together... Am I wrong?" She smiled cheekily. "Well..." He trailed off teasingly. "Can't say you are" "Ouh, we will need to keep a closer eye on this" She winked. "I have to admit, this is a big surprise tonight to see you two attending together. I'll guess this decision after ten years must have been motivated by the presence of certain guests, perhaps?" She hinted to Rumlow's and Dorothy. "Actually" You spoke, not ditching the sweet smile. "We have been planning to attend before being aware of the guest list. We thought it would be fun"  "Oh I bet it will" She laughed. "After all, Stark parties are where the magic happens"  "That's true" You joined her laugh and gazed at Bucky. He gave you a quick wink, which didn't go unnoticed by the lady.  "So I'll leave you two enjoy the party, thank you for your time" She concluded. "Have fun!" "Thank you" You returned the politeness as Bucky lead you inside. You got in the elevator, and that's when the smiles dropped. Yours turned into a scowl while his flattened into a disinterested expression. "Really? 'We're matching'?" You said, doing a poor imitation of his overly fake voice. "Not your best, frankly" "Oh? What about 'We thought it would be fun'?" He shot back, he too imitating your voice. "Jesus we're not seventh graders going to a middle school dance" "What did you even want-" The ding of the elevator interrupted you, and back were your convivial faces. You linked arms and walked into the party, where chatter was already rising. You smiled and waved at acquaintances as you passed by, stopping only when two people jumped in your path. Immediately, you recognized your friends. "Wanda!" You exclaimed, hugging her, then her brother next to her. "Pietro! So nice to see you again!" The twins had starred with you in a blockbuster horror movie last year, and you haven't seen them in a while.  "(Y/N), it's so nice to see you too!" Wanda replied, eyeing Bucky with a small smile.  "Buck, I don't think you've met yet right?" You asked him, and he replied negatively. "So guys this is James, and this is Wanda and Pietro" "Hi, nice to meet you" She smiled and shook his hand. "I've seen a lot of your movies, big fan" Pietro gave him a toothy grin as he shook his hand at his turn. "It's great to meet you" "Thank you so much man" Bucky went for the bro hug. "Actually I've seen your latest movie too, it was amazing" You let the guys talk as Wanda pulled you aside with a knowing grin. "So, your date uh?"  "Come on" You huffed with a small smile. You had to act like it was really happening. "Not you too" "I mean, you guys are pretty cute together" She wiggled her eyebrows. "So tell me, how did it happen?" "I don't know" You shrugged. "We're nothing yet but... I really don't know" "Oooh there is definitely more to this story" She winked. "You won't tell me now, but I'll come back after the third round of champagne. You'll tell me more then" "Tell her about what?"  You whipped your head to the side at the sound of Nat's voice. She was slowly walking toward you, a cocky smirk on her lips.  "About her dating the ever so dreamy James Barnes" Wanda sighed lightly, leaning on Nat as for support. You rolled your eyes at her as Nat laughed.  "Oh darling" She drawled out. "If only you knew all the stories..." Wanda gasped in excitement as you shot a glare at Nat as to say "don't you dare". She gave you a reassuring look, telling you she'd most likely elaborate a fake background of a story you invented for the press. "What stories?" She asked. "Oh my god I wanna know" "Come see me later, or she might rip my head off if I start now" She sniggered.  "I don't know what she's talking about but it's true, she will" Bucky strode in the conversation, flanked with Clint, Nat's husband. You gave a playful slap on his shoulder at his comment, but only laughed it off.  "Hey (Y/N) how's it going?" Clint smiled as he kissed your cheek.  "Great, great and you?" You replied.  "Still an idiot but she's keeping me in check" He grinned as he pulled his arm around Nat's waist. "Oh and Wanda, Pietro told me to tell you he's grabbing something from the car. He'll be back in a sec" "That's fine" She brushed off. "He probably forgot his snacks" "Talking about snacks" He replied. "I'm hungry. Let's go try and bother Stark to release the food now" Nat sighed and followed him deeper into the crowd, waving at you with a wink. Then, Wanda excused herself as she saw a friend of hers come in, leaving you and Bucky alone. You still kept the smiles, but you felt that the air was way tenser now that everybody was gone.  At least he smelled nice, so that was good. Then a speech was made, it was probably supposed to be delivered by Stark but as always he was fashionably late to his own party. A band started playing and food was served.  "I gotta go to the bathroom, be right back" You patted his shoulder before leaving him, not turning around to see his reaction. As soon as you were inside, you made sure all the stalls were empty before leaning on the counter and sighing deeply. Your head already ached from all the fake smiles and the annoying proximity. You had to stand close to him during the speech and always move in accordance. Normally it wasn't so hard to just act it out, but the latest press tour had drained you out to the bone.  The door was then pushed open, interrupting your brooding. You quickly pretended to be doing your hair, before you caught the sight in the mirror of who entered. "(Y/N), oh my god hi!" None other than Christa Jones had joined you. She had a tentative smile on her lips as she claimed the mirror next to yours. "It's been a while" "Yeah" You replied shortly, giving her a tight smile that clearly didn't reach your eyes. "A while indeed" "Listen, I just wanted to clean the slate between us" She began carefully. "I am so sorry about how things happened between... All of us" "Whatever" You shrugged coldly. "It's fine" "Really?" She asked, hopeful. "Because I've been thinking that maybe we could be friends again you know, now that you have James" Your head snapped to her and you blinked in disbelief at her proposal. Was she totally stupid of what? "Are you serious?" "Yes!" She exclaimed, smiling wildly. "I'm so glad you've been thinking about it too-" "I'm not interested" You cut her off dryly. "You can find someone else to backstab" With that, you turned on your heels and marched out of the bathroom. As you walked back to Bucky, you noticed another figure next to him. Then you saw it was Rumlow, which made you angrier than you already were. You half expected the two men to be having a laugh, but upon closer look, you observed a scowl on both of their faces and a big red stain on Rumlow's pristine white shirt.  "What the hell happened here?" You frowned, not being able to stop the question from escaping your lips.  "I didn't take you for the kind of girl who likes distasteful men" Rumlow sneered. "But here we are" "And yet she dated you" Bucky snorted. "Something clearly doesn't add up" You stood there, baffled at his defense that came quicker than yours.  "Yeah whatever, you can keep her" He huffed, then smirked. "I'm done with her anyway. If you want advice, ask for her mouth around your-" You were right about to jump in when yet again, Bucky was quicker. "Careful now" He cut him off, a somber look crossing his face. "I might have wasted the wine but the glass is still very much intact" The two men then had a brief stare off moment as you were once again thrown on your ass by literally everything about the situation. You could only stand there, wide eyed. You didn't see that coming. "Oh my god!" The unmistakeable voice of Christa shrieked as she appeared next to Brock. "What happened to your tux?" "A dumb accident" He scoffed, glaring at Bucky. "It's fine" "Let's get you changed" She offered, starting to drag him away. "You can't stay in that..." You let out a long breath as the tension slowly dissipated. You looked up at Bucky, who had an unreadable expression on his face. Well, that was surely something. "I must congratulate you, Barnes" You spoke, getting his attention. "You've manage to render me speechless for the first time since we've known each other" He chuckled and shook his head, breaking the heavy mood. "Finally" The night went on as you mingled with the guests. Stark finally showed up, the music was good and you didn't see Brock and Christa again. But then the tables turned, and as you were chatting with one of the producers from Time of the Day, you saw Bucky staring at someone. You glanced at them, and suddenly the awkwardness returned. Dorothy Henley was standing there, smiling at him like a long lost friend, alone and leaning on a table. Bucky apologized to your conversation partner who brushed it off with a kinda sad smile, then turned toward you. "Would you mind getting drinks please?" He asked softly, and you nodded. You didn't want to hear whatever would go down anyway. "Sure" You smiled and left him to go to her. You went straight to the wine table, selecting a rosé for yourself and a white for Bucky. You paused to greet another one of your acquaintance and chatted a few minutes before heading back to the table, where you could almost cut the tension with a butter knife. You guessed she said something out of place or mean to beat the dead horse even more.  You gave your date his cup and joined the obviously stalling conversation. "Oh hi, you must be (Y/N)" She smiled warmly, but something else was lurking behind. You weren't fooled. "I have heard so much about you" "Is that so?" You replied with fake cheerfulness.  "Mh hmm" She hummed, sipping her own wine. "I gotta admit, I am so glad my dear Bucky found someone else. He deserves it" "He sure does" Your smiled tightened. "He's amazing" "I know right?" She replied. "I mean, we didn't work out, and I was really afraid that no one would be good enough after... You know. But there you just might be enough" You slightly tilted your head to the side, feeling your smile falter. Bucky both tensed and sagged beside you, probably still hurting from their past relationship. That woman had some balls to say that she was better than anyone right after doing one of the vilest things any partner could do.  But then, you forced your smile to come back. "Right?" You exclaimed with your fakest voice as your arm moved of its own accord to press a reassuring hand on Bucky's back. You sure as hell wouldn’t let her win this one. "Is that how you see it too? I mean, coming right up after Angelina Jolie out of all people, wow, that must be so hard to deal with" You watched proudly as her expression fell under the harsh blow you just delivered. The corners of her mouth were still up, but it no longer reached her eyes. They were now full of malice and thunder aimed at you. And you weren't even done yet. "Greatest Hollywood couple, in my opinion. No offence of course" You added. "Let's just cross our fingers she doesn't want her man back right?" You joked, but she didn't laugh. "Yeah" She snapped. "Let's hope she doesn't" She stormed off as you grinned in victory. Then you noticed the placement of your hand and retracted it like it was touching fire. You felt the tip of your ears redden at the rather intimate contact, for your situation anyway.  "Good grief, the wicked witch is gone" You stated to diffuse the weird mood with humour. "How did you even like her?" "I..." He trailed off, still staring into nothing. You caught a glimpse of his expression, and he looked completely confused. "Speechless too?" You smiled knowingly. "Might as well all happen tonight right?" A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he scoffed softly. You didn't know how, but you knew that that short exchange was genuine, maybe for the first time ever. And surely, the reason for your next actions was laying beyond your understanding. "Here" You pushed the cup of wine you got for him in his hand. "You'll need that, and fresh air. Come" You linked his free hand with yours and pulled him to the open balcony, where it was deserted despite the space heaters and lovely decoration. You sat in a booth on the far end, facing the night lights of Manhattan. You both sipped your wine in silence, observing and enjoying the view.  "Thank you" He finally broke the silence, and you thought for a moment you might have misheard. But the look on his face told you it wasn't a good time to tease, so instead you just let it happen. "For what you did back there" "It was the least I could do" You smirked softly. "Couldn't let her tear down my date, didn't I?" "I guess not" He half shrugged.  "Besides" You paused, then gulped. "You did the same for me earlier. I can only guess Rumlow earned himself that stain with some gross comment of some sort. So thank you for that, and for what followed" "He sure did" He gritted his teeth together, then relaxed. "I had to do something" You nodded, taking a long sip of your wine. "I guess only we can hate each other, uh?" He hummed, still staring intensely at the city before him. It was a peaceful moment, really, and it felt surreal to share it with your arch nemesis, with no snide comment or sneers or mockery. "Why do we hate each other?" He asked suddenly, half ruining the enjoyable mood you were surfing on. "Why can't I know the 'you' I see when people are looking?" You twirled your wine in your cup, knowing it was a conversation you couldn't dodge anymore. It was so easier to hate him and never talk about your feelings, than to risk showing vulnerability by bringing back the origin of the feud. But you had to face the music now. "May 2008, second week of filming on Three Things About Emily" You looked up at him, noticing you had his whole attention. "I came to you the very day we started shooting our scenes together. Do you remember what that conversation was about?" "I don't..." He trailed off after a moment to think, then realization flashed in his eyes. He hit his forehead with his palm, groaning. The sight would have been hilarious if you weren't in the midst of such an important conversation for the both of you. "Oh no. I was the worst jerk on the planet. I am so, so sorry, really. God I've never apologized for that?" You shook your head, a tiny smile on your lips. He appeared really sincere in his apology, and for the first time you believed his words.  "I get it now" He sighed, downing his wine. "Please, do accept my sincere and official apology for being quite literally the worst" "I will..." You trailed off. "At one condition" "Name it" He fully turned his body to face you. "You gotta not only apologize one last time, but also admit that I was the lead in the movie" You grinned cheekily, and his mouth fell open as you could already hear his protests. Bucky was proud, and if he could say it out loud, it would prove that he's truly serious about his apology.  "We had almost the same number of scenes" He argued. "We were co-lead" "My character's name was literally in the title" You countered, faking a gasp.  He couldn't find a comeback for that, so he just paused to deliberate. Then, he nodded. "Alright, I'll say it" He conceded.  "I'm listening" You smirked as you faced him as well. "(Y/N), I am sorry for being unnecessarily rude to you on our first conversation. You definitely deserved at least an equal pay to mine, if not more for your leading role in Three Things About Emily. I should have stood with you instead of shutting you down" He said, his eye twitching slightly on the word 'leading'. "Please forgive me?" "You are a hundred percent forgiven,, Bucky Barnes" You let yourself genuinely smile widely in his presence.  "Thank you" He joined you in your actions, and only then you noticed how breathtaking his smile truly was. His eyes twinkled in the warm light of the lamps, and suddenly you too wished you had known this Bucky well before.  "So, we might have been friends in public but I actually know nothing about you" You began as you took off your heels and sat comfortably. "Tell me something about yourself that I either don't know or got totally wrong" He paused for a moment, not expecting the question. "I mean, I don't know what you know... Or not. I that makes sense" He chuckled. "But I'm actually a kitten guy. I adopted a litter of stays last month, I just couldn't help myself" Your mouth fell agape at that. You had always pegged Bucky for a big dog guy, you'd never thought in a millions of years that he'd like cats.  "I had no idea" You replied. "This is so sweet"  "Yeah" He muttered, looking down smiling. You could see the faintest blush creeping up his neck too, probably for admitting right away his soft spot. "Now you turn" "Okay, uh" You hummed, thinking about what you could reveal. "Oh! I actually hate kale smoothies for my life. I can't stand them" "What?" He exclaimed, a shocked expression on his face. "But you requested one every morning on set and on press tour" "I did" You admitted, smothering invisible wrinkles on your dress. "Because you had berries smoothies and I wanted to level up with you with something healthier" "I can't believe" A cocky grin stretched on his lips. "You are the pettiest person in the world! Was I that important to impress?" "Not impress, to beat" You corrected. "And yes, being better than you was a rather important part of my life" "I am flattered" He said smugly. "Consider me... Impressed" "You're a jerk" You laughed, pushing his shoulder playfully. He held up his hands in surrender as he "recovered" from the push. Then laughter died down and you spoke again. "Your turn" He sat back and thought, and a sad expression crossed his face. He looked down at his hands, then took a deep breath. "I know I've always acted like the accident only helped my career but-" He paused, and you understood how personal this was going to get. You scooted closer to him and gently placed your hand on his shoulder for encouragement. "I actually did some, and still go to therapy to cope with it. I still have nightmares sometimes" It happened shortly after Time of the Day, when the big buzz was over. Bucky was in Austria, filming his new action movie when something went wrong with the equipment and he was ejected from a speeding train on one of his stunts. He lost his arm, which was replaced by a high tech prosthesis. You knew it brought him even more fame; everybody wanted to make a movie about his story or have him star in their next sci-fi blockbuster, but you never knew he actually took it badly. He had always acted like it did only good for his career and like he liked the "add up" to his self. He never hinted otherwise. "I'm so sorry" You muttered. "I should have been there for you when it happened, and not just pretend" "It's fine" He gave you a strained smile. "I didn't say that to guilt trip you. I guess I just wanted you to know the truth, since it's obviously honesty hour" "Well, I'm glad we're doing this, and I'm glad you told me" You said, and he nodded. "Now your turn" He went back to the little game. "Try to best that now" You shook your head at his joke and looked up at the clouded sky to find something even relevant after that revelation. "Aight, this is something I would have never said ever out loud to anyone" You said. "But like I said, might as well happen tonight" He raised his eyebrows expectantly as you felt yourself become red all over the face. That would be embarrassing alright. "I've always thought you were incredibly attractive" You ripped the bandaid straight away.  "W-What" He stuttered, looking surprised. It wasn't the reaction you had anticipated. You thought he'd laugh and tell you he'd never let it go. "Yeah" You let out a long breath. "I've hated that I did for the longest time" "And what about now?" He asked, drawing his eyebrows together. "Uh?" You blinked as the countdown to midnight started inside. Ten... Nine... Eight... "What about now?" He repeated. Seven... Six... "Do you still hate it?"  Five... Four... "I- I don't kn-" You stammered as he gazed at you intensely. Three... Two... "I don't" You finally gave a firm answer. One... "Good"  "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Cheers and trumpets erupted from inside, distracting you momentarily. It was enough however not to notice Bucky getting closer than he was.  Then, his lips were on yours. You jumped in surprise, but it wasn't long that your racing mind was kicked aside by the heat of the moment. You kissed him back, welcoming the feeling of his soft lips against yours.  It was a chaste and sweet, and over sooner than you would have wished. And as he pulled away, you were left speechless for the second time tonight.  "Wow" You muttered, not being able to say anything else. "I uh, I'm sorry" He scratched the back of his neck. "I should have asked-" You hushed him by kissing him again. You could admit it felt weird and surreal, but it felt right, somehow. You kept it quick again, not to let yourself get carried away. "I'm guessing we're taking the "new year new me" to another level this time uh?" He asked breathlessly, a lazy smile on his lips. "I've seen worse resolutions before" You chuckled.  "This is crazy" He shook his head, blinking slowly. "We were at each other throats not even three hours ago. Who could have had predicted this?" "That journalist when we came in" You answered. "She did say Stark parties are where magic happens" "She did" He hummed in agreement. "So, we just missed the whole point of this party already" You stated. "How about we just go back to either one of our place, open a good bottle of wine, order takeout and keep this game of revelations?" "And ditch our friends without a word?" He raised an eyebrow and you nodded. "Let's go" With a giggle, you escaped the party incognito like highschoolers. It felt refreshing and liberating to finally stop acting all the time with him, and get to your true selves at last.  It truly was a night to remember.

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Sweater Weather

02: “Close the door!” from this prompt x.

Genre: Jungkook x Reader (werewolf!au), Roommate!au, fluff? (idk man), drabble

Warnings: rated M for use of language

Word count: 1,393

Summary: You are a homeless werewolf desperate to find a place to live, and your good friend Jungkook offers you to be his roommate. The only thing is he is unaware that you’re a werewolf, and you are unaware of how attractive he is.

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Being a wolf is tiring and having to hide it is even more tiring, and being a full-time college student worsened the stress. Topping it all together, you were homeless and desperate to find a place to stay temporarily.

You have lived with your previous roommate, Mina, when you moved into the big city for easier transportation to your workplace and your campus. Things were going great until recently when Mina decided to get a mate. Her and her mate began to occupy the apartment. Although they were respectful with your shared space, they were so loud at night. They were both loud vocals, and you don’t even know how they can stay up almost every night touching each other.

Mina and Hoseok, her mate, weren’t living together, but you overheard them talking about if it would bother you if they began living together. That’s when you decided to move out. Mina is the original owner of the place, and even though they’ve been nothing but respectful to you, you didn’t want to invade their lives. You didn’t want to feel like a burden to them if that made any sense. Besides they’re mates, they will soon make babies and start their life.

“You know you don’t have to leave. You can stay with us,” Mina said on the day that you left. She stood by the door of your room while you packed the last remaining stuff in your room.

“Yeah, I know. I love living with you. It was so fun for the past few years, but I want to find a place of my own soon and I found a place a little closer to my campus, so it’s a little cheaper for transportation,” you smile, hoping that she wouldn’t see through you.

“I’m gonna miss you,” she hugs you tightly. You couldn’t breathe.

“Don’t worry. I’ll come visit,” you muffle.

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You lied. You had no idea where you were going. You were homeless. I should’ve thought this through, you thought to yourself. The other packs lived too far, and it would take months for you to transfer your work place and school to where the other pack lived. You were desperate to find a place to stay, temporarily.

That’s when you decided to take the offer that your dear old friend gave you. You’ve been very good friends with Jungkook for years now. Before you moved out of Mina’s place, you told him about the whole situation, minus the werewolf/mate part, and coincidently his roommate was moving out and he needed a new roommate. It was perfect, except that he was a human. A human who had no knowledge that you were a werewolf, he had no knowledge about werewolves in general. It’s dangerous for humans to live with wolves especially if they are not aware that these “mystical creatures” exist.

It’s only been a couple of weeks and the both of you have very busy schedules, so you barely saw each other during the day. You always kept your door locked, afraid that he might find your chains that you use to chain yourself when you’re in heat, or anything that was wolf related that might bring up questions.

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Thursday nights were usually your only chance to bathe yourself and spend a little of your time in the apartment freely because Jungkook usually finishes his night class pretty late on Thursdays. However, after work Jiyoon, another girl from your wolf pack, called you up for a drink. It’s been a while since you went out mostly because you were too busy.

“You’re living with a human?!” Jiyoon almost chokes on her drink.

“Shhh!!!” you put your pointing finger on your lips and leaned closer to her. “We’re in public! I’d like to keep the fact that we are wolf breeds between us.”

“Right. Sorry,” she lowers her voice. “Does he know that you’re, well you know.”

“No,” you close your eyes and turn to your drink.

“Y/N! It’s dangerous! What were you thinking?” Jiyoon expresses. “I mean it’s okay if the human knows what you are, and I know that there have been humans who have become mates with other werewolves, but it’s dangerous for them if they don’t know who they’re living with.”

“I know! I know!” you finish your drink. “I was just, I was homeless okay. I needed a place to stay. I was desperate and he offered the place to me so I took it.”

It was silent for a moment. The only sound was the music playing in the bar, and a few chats from around you.

“You know you can always come live with me,” Jiyoon broke the silence.

“You live so far from here,” you pout.

“Well it wouldn’t have been a problem if your ass didn’t have to want to be so different and move far away from the pack,” Jiyoon jokes.

“Don’t worry, I’ll come to your place when I’m in heat. I don’t want to cause any damage at his place, and I don’t think he wants to be scarred for life if I attacked him,” you chuckle. “Wolf hormones are no joke.”

“Speaking of hormones. Who is this human? Is he cute?” Jiyoon smirks.

You were caught off guard with the question. “What? Uh. Well, yeah he’s kind of cute. I think,” you blush. You’re not sure why you are, maybe it’s the alcohol that’s causing the heat on your cheeks. It’s not like you’re attracted to him.

“Does he work out?” Jiyoon continues looking at you with that weird smirk on her face.

“You know now that I think about it, he’s always saying that he’s going to work out,” You say. “But, I’m not sure really sure how his body looks like. He’s always wearing really baggy sweaters and pants. It’s kind of hard to tell how his body looks like.”

“Ouh. Cute and mysterious,” Jiyoon tilts her head. “Well now’s your chance to have a little fun. Go and find out what that boy is hiding under that baggy sweater”

“Oh my gosh. Same old Jiyoon. You’re so perverted unni!” you laugh.

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It was around 9 when you were walking back to the apartment. Jungkook doesn’t get back until 10. You were a little buzzed, but you liked how the cool breeze kissed your skin. People can’t really see the stars in the city, but werewolves have great night vision and you were thankful for that because you can see the bright stars shining above you.

When you walked in, the apartment lights were on. You didn’t even realize it as you proceeded to the bathroom.

“Wah!” you gasped in surprise as you opened your eyes widely before closing them shut.

“Y/N! Hey, sorry,” Jungkook gives an apologetic smile as he continues to brush his teeth, casually half naked with a small white towel wrapped around his tiny waist. He just got out of the shower. His body and hair was still wet, and he didn’t even bother to cover up as you stood in front of him.

“Yah! Next time, close the door!” you close the bathroom door.

You can hear him spit out the toothpaste in his mouth. “Sorry, I keep forgetting that I live with someone new. I’m used to leaving the door open in case my old roomie needed to use the bathroom while I shower.”

“Well hurry up because I gotta peeeee,” you whine.

“Okay, okay,” he quickly rinses his mouth.

“Why are you here so early?” you ask.

“Class was cut short so I came back,” Jungkook opens the door. He purposely occupies half of the entrance just so he can watch you struggle getting into the bathroom without touching his nicely built body. What a fucking flirt. When you got in you push him away from the entrance and close the door. Jungkook chuckles to himself as he walks into his room.

When you finish using the bathroom, you rush to your room and lock it. How could he be so muscular?! You did not see this coming. You were heating up. Maybe it’s because of the alcohol you consumed. Maybe it’s because of the image of Jungkook’s perfectly built torso stuck on your mind. Whatever it is, you were fucked. This was a bad idea. You should’ve never moved in with Jeon Jungkook.

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Author’s Note: Hello! This is my first time ever posting a story of mine on here, so I’m not sure what to expect… I’m still learning how to post on here, and to be very honest, I’m kind of shy… I hope you enjoyed this little drabble, haha… Please don’t ask for updates or if there will be a sequel, thanks.