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theyscreamjade · 3 years

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Okay but hear me out! Bakugo, Shinsou, Hawks, and Dabi with an s/o from the south (Like Texas or Atlanta) and she’s as thick as her accent. She calls em “Baby, Honey, Sugar, Sweetie”: Whatever she calls em, that accent is the cherry on top. Sis got the meals down pat (yes, she will make fried chicken for Bird boy with Mac n cheese and collard greens). Don’t get me started on how she don’t take shit from no one but she’s the sweetest thang they’ve met! 😩

Southern Bell

HONEY! YOU AINT SAY NOTHING BUT. A. WORD! As a Floridian and a BLACK one add that, Imma add some spice to this. I hope you like it.

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Keigo Takami

* Imma be honest with you. IF HE DOESNT MARRY A SOUTHERN WOMAN. I swear!

* This man will be BLESSED TO HAVE YOU! BLESSED.

* I can hear that grease popping now and swoop, there he is. HE. IS. READY. FOR. THAT. CHICKEN!

* You make that smacktastic meals that’ll have him just drooling at the mouth for that buttery goodness of dinner.

* Someone put him on chicken livers and gizzards. (I’m south as hell, I know.)

* Everyone gonna wonder why he’s READY to get back home after work. Cause them greens be calling his name!

* Call him Honey and see what he does. See what he does!

* That little ego of his goes and he’s a blushing man. His wittle burst heart just explodes.

* That attitude though, you’re sweet a sugar but violent as hell. You almost murdered Endeavor because he talked shit about that sweet potato pie.

* Talking about pumpkin and sweet potato tastes the same. You turned a piece of chicken into a weapon and those feathers had to swoop your ass before you could do damage.

* He almost got smacked into the next century.

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Hitoshi Shinsou

* Him with a southern bell is on my bucket list of things to see. I know that’ll become cute shit right there.

* His calm and quiet demeanor with an adorably thick beauty like you is a match made in the highest heaven.

* It’s rather adorable to see him so curious to watch you cook because you add your style to it. If it was playing music, humming, or just going by your hands and letting the seasonings in like that.

* It’s cute that you do that.

* How in the hell you go from making a small meal to a full-course dinner is beyond me but you know he’s gonna eat it.

* For some strange reason, I see Shinsou as a pound cake guy. He likes how simple and sweet it is but it came to be made into a variety of delicious desserts.

* Fried pork chop is his favorite meal and you can’t change my mind. He needs a pork chop, some sweet peas, mashed potatoes with gravy and BUTTER, and lastly a tall glass of RED kool-aid in them granny cups.

* Shinsou gives me the biggest sugar or babe vibes more than anything. He won’t admit it, but he loves it when you call him that. It’s cute to hear that southern accent slide with it.

* On another note, Denki almost got killed one time. Yep, Sparky did.

* He walked into the kitchen during thanksgiving and pointed at the pot of greens in the sink...AND PROCEEDS TO TOUCH IT...imma stop there.

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Katsuki Bakugo

* PLEASE HAVE YOUR HOT SAUCE READY WITH THIS MAN! NOT SRIRACHA, HOT SAUCE. THE REAL KNOWS THAT KYRSTALS ARE ALWAYS ON POINT.

* Just know it’s going on EVERYTHING!

* In greens, chicken, beans, corn, cabbage, everything.

* Bless him with that cream corn, smothered corn beef, and rice.

* GIVE HIM THE SUNDAY, WAITING ALL DAY AFTER CHURCH MEAL. That one meal you skip breakfast for because it’s so good but the pastor gotta carry that sermon for longer than necessary to get a point across.

* Even though he doesn’t eat sweets as much, he loves your peach cobbler. The delicious flaky crust with a delicious peach filling, just makes him happy.

* Katsuki likes to be called sweetie by you. That little southern twang slaps off your tongue and he silently admires it every time.

* He was nearly falling from his chair when Izuku nearly saw his life flash before his eyes for the nineteenth time and he’s why.

* Someone needs to educate him on the difference between cleaning your chicken and FULL BLOWN WASHING THAT BITCH WITH DAWN DISHWASHING SOAP.

* Never again, Deku. Never again.

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Touya Todoroki

* Right off the fucking bat, Imma say this. You’re the honorary chef of the group and you’re in charge of making the meals.

* Everyone hated how Dabi was being blessed with your meals and they weren’t getting any.

* Haters gonna hate. You opened them to a whole new world of delicious things including the amazingness of fried foods within the hideout.

* Each day is a day of unexpected wonders and trust me, they’re not picky. Not anymore, that’s another story for the end.

* Dabi gives me a more biscuits guy than cornbread or rolls.

* And when the kitchen isn’t used as a area of fornication, he’ll offer his assistance. If it’s something that’s too hot or a jar you need him to open, he’ll open it.

* But it’s more you and Twice thing though, it relaxes him a bit and chills those bipolar thoughts of his when his minds at ease a bit. You teach him new things and he appreciates it.

* Dabi loves it when you call him sweetheart, sugar, or he’ll even his name. Your accent is very obvious to him and he loves hearing it in his ears.

* Dabi eats anything and doesn’t blink an eyelash when he sees the large plate you made for him.

* Shigaraki, on the other hand, learned his lesson. Dusty almost got smacked for saying your chicken was dry. YOUR CHICKEN?!

* You didn’t have to roast my baby that hard that night though..comparing him to a Popeye’s biscuit.

#my hero academia #bnha fanfiction #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero academia fanfiction #i hope you like this #my hero academia scenarios #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha hawks #bnha shinso hitoshi #bnha dabi #dabi x reader #shinsou x reader #bakugo x reader #hawks x reader

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sorry-but-no-sorry · 3 years

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Food is important in Mandalorian culture so I’m curious: Hurricane squad eating habits/preferences? Anybody put too much sugar in their caf or too much salt on their food? Drink preferences? Soda, caf, alcohol, tea, milk, etc? Anybody who, in true Mandalorian fashion, loves the “mouthburn” of insanely spicy food? Anybody who gets full after half a plate of food vs someone with a bottomless stomach? Stress eaters? Anybody willing to eat candy off the floor regardless of how long it’s been there?

I haven’t tackled their food habits, this is going to be interesting

I mean.. when you’ve been stuck on an Icey planet for 2 years, you don’t have much variety when it comes to food rations or from its planet’s limited/little fauna/flora

But they would go bonker once they’re off Magna49

Let’s see...

Snowpiercer:

- he’s the tea type, love the smell and the various flavors he can gets his hands on, very soothing and sometimes takes it with a dash of cream. He hates the smell of coffee

- Food wise, he likes bits of everything, he doesn’t fuss about it and has a big appetite, but would fancy some veggies than a stake.

- He’s annoyingly well mannered whe he eats, even when it’s just ration bars, trying to set a good exemple I guess.

- He has a rather good tolerance for spicy food

Raindrop:

- carbures on coffee and energy drinks ( caffeine high)

- Loves bland food with little to no seasoning (plane rice, plane pasta etc etc) “it taste good and I like the texture”

- You can guess he’s pretty weak on the spice sauce, f his tongue

- Rather small and picky appetite, drinks more fluids and consume food

- He will not eat if you changed the way you cooked something, so used to his isolated routine

Fogg:

- this man has a sweet tooth, hot and cold chocolate, milk shake, sodas, ice creams- oh boy (sugar high)

- Very bratty and picky with his food despite a huge appetite

- Sea food is his favorite domain outside of sugary treats

- He ends up making his food himself so it’s the right way for his taste buds

- Wants to prove he can handle the spice but is at the same level and maybe higher than Raindrop

Lake:

- One black and strong coffee he enough to boost him for the day

- Is not afraid to try new things or back down from a challenge, no matter how gross it can be

- When it comes to left overs, he doesn’t heat them up, he eats them straight out of the fridge “brings out a whole new flavor”

- “Food is food, no matter of it dried or got cold, imma eat it”

- The spice force is strong in this one

- Likes to take notes about new things He eats... and a reminder what can cause digestive problems..

#clone wars #clone trooper #clone trooper oc #clone oc #clone wars oc #the hurricane squad

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kuroosweakness · 3 years

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Even more more facts about 🐾 anon bc you seem to like them so much:

Ayo the fact u think I’m a main character </3

I’m asexual but am also straight😔 yall prob don’t care tho I just wanted to say it

I am watching food wars😃😃 help me I want to go home but I’m doing it for the food so I can hopefully cook better😭😭

I’ll let you know if I can cook better from watching food wars or not

Ok idk if I can cook better but it’s not as bad as I originally thought and it has a good plot

I remember you asking why 🌝 is my first recent... LISTEN THAT FACE IS A MOOD ITS LIKE A LENNY FACE ON A MOON

If I was in AOT my two moods would be: “if I die I die, whether it’s bc of natural selection or I got killed by a Titan is debatable” and “it is what it is”

Team Eren all the way btw😎🥶🥶🥵💯💯💯💯💯❗️❗️❗️❗️

*war flashbacks of Assassination Classroom😭😭*

I read fanfiction of fictional characters but I could never do it with real people. I’m just saying it don’t feel right y’kno? That’s a real person with they own life outside of acting and whatever they do. It kinda upsets me but I don’t judge

I’m not a very judgmental person, I really just be minding my business

I’m so THICK in the head, like you can be like “well today was awesome” and I’d be like “cool! Tell me what happened!” AND ID BE GENUINELY EXCITED TO HEAR HOW YOUR DAY WENT AND I WOULDN’T GET YOU’RE BEING SARCASTIC (im not too dumb tho so I CAN pick it up from your voice or something, texts, not so much😭)

i’m lonely :(

Currently trying to find a crush in food wars bc all that’s keeping me going is the food🖐😔

On MyAnimeList it says I completed 140 anime so yea

I have only completely dropped one show and that’s yugioh arc v but seriously I watched the original and I don’t see a point in watching more

I apparently have like over 30 anime on hold BUT IN MY DEFENSE I’ve put a lot on hold so I can finish the new ones out like AOT s4, JJK, and TPN s2

I wonder what mood I give off🧐

Omg this is the only one where I didn’t talk about music

How do cooks fill food with food? Like let’s say you stuffed chicken with cheese, HOW DO YOU DO THAT?😣

I’ll eat literally anything if it’s good.... unless it triggers my pickiness😬 which is easy to trigger if I see something stringy in my food or something. Like I’m really picky when it comes to onions bc they can leave a little bit of a stringy outer part bc of it and I HATE bean sprouts and I have no other reason to hate them other than the way they look. At least I like fruits and vegetables 😚 (except spinach if made wrong)

Idk what my favorite food is, the food I eat most frequently is rice and noodles but even then idk what my fav food is

I really love tea though ^^

I’m also into medicinal herbs and gardening. I even wanna go foraging!!^^ however ^^* I kinda don’t like being outside but I’m getting more used to it

I’m so used to subtitles, it’s like I don’t need to fully read them to know what’s going on. Whenever I’m watching sub the voice acting happens on its own y’know? But it’s still in japanese?? It’s hard to explain

I love how through my asks you can see some of my adventures of going through anime, like I do really love Haikyuu (it’s my fav after all) but you can also kinda watch as I enjoy other animes!

I love to play chess^^ but I’m a big wild card since I’m literally willing to sacrifice all my pieces to protect the king and queen, the queen even more so. (I also don’t do too much thinking when it comes to the game, it’s a wonder how I end all of my games in wins or ties ;-;)

Hugs and kithes!!🥰🥰

Well imma go back to watching food wars since I can’t think of anything else :P gn!

(Did you notice I organize the facts about me by color?👀) (that took way longer than necessary🖐😭)

oh okay okay, i don’t know much about sexual orientation but i’m trying to learn more!

lmaoo i’ve also watched food wars! it was one of my first animes. other than the ... it’s a really good anime! i’ve learned a lot of new tips/tricks about cooking and i love the character dynamics :) tell me how it goes?

(i have a crush on akira)

i should start using the moon emoji more ...

LMAO i haven’t watched aot much but ME TOO

yeah yeah i can also understand the not being able to do that with real people! that’s so cute though, to be genuinely interested! i’m sarcastic all the time lmao :)

:( come talk to me!

lmaoo soma’s hot though! and got a great personality!! also, takumi! KUGA REMINDS ME A LOT OF NISHINOYA!!

you give off a really hyper and extroverted energy :)

140 ??? oh wow, i genuinely impressed

LMAO I HAVE NO IDEA. i can barely cook eggs.

me too!! food is food :) i also eat rice and noodles the most often!! :)) tea too!!!

ohh medicinal herbs! i’ve learned a bit about chinese medicinal herbs before ... doesn’t the assistant of erina (hisoka, pink haired girl from food wars) study medicinal herbs ??

ME TOO. I CAN’T understnad anything without captions now lmaoo

omg you like playing chess? i kinda wanna play with you! :)) i’m not really goood at it but i’d love to try

hugs and kisses 😼

enjoy watching food wars!! :))) talk to me about it, i haven’t watched in so long ahhh

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40sandfabulousaf · 4 years

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Oh hiiiiiiii all except warmongers. It's the end of my WFH stint; beginning Monday, I return to the office for a fortnight. With the spread of COVID-19 relatively stable, I ventured out on Wednesdays for lunch these past coupla weeks to support local small food businesses. Balanced meals remain top priority, so I chose: 1. A lean pork, scallop, bittergourd and lettuce soup, as well as 2. Fish and vegetable milky soup, both eaten with a bowl of rice.

Hokay, I've been having a bit of a soup craze lately. Even when I have lunch at home, I've had salmon and tenhoe as well as Pacific clams, carrots, seaweed and spinach cooked in a clear broth. A bowl filled to the brim of those, together with rice, is enough to keep me full till dinner. Not only are these familiar childhood comfort foods, they're incredibly tasty and nutritious.

CW: weight talk. Skip the following 3 paras if you're triggered by numbers on the scale.

As you guys know, I deliberately put on weight so as to increase collagen since I'm not getting any younger. At my lightest, I was 48 kilos. When I started this blog, I was 51 to 51.5 kilos. I steadily increased it to 57 kilos. However, after reverting back to traditional habits that were deemed healthy in the 80s after COVID-19 reached our shores, I've been having difficulty maintaining the higher weight.

I've been eating more and yet my weight dropped to below 56 kilos. When it hit 55.1 kilos, I panicked. I don't wanna lose any more! So I stuffed myself during breakfast and dinner so as to avoid losing more weight. Right now, I hover below the 56 kilo mark. What I have been eating less of, though, are flour products. Soups taste better with rice to me, so I don't eat as much noodles or bread, unless it's the weekend and I feel like having some pasta.

For those people saying that losing weight seems like starving themselves, I hear you. My weight loss wasn't intentional; rather, it was rediscovering my love of soups and because I prefer eating these with rice rather than noodles or bread, the pounds fell off to the point where I grew alarmed. It's not like I don't eat. It's just that during this period, I chose not to follow wellness food trends and ate traditionally healthy meals from the 80s instead.

No judgement wrt anyone's eating habits at my end. Your lives, your choices. During the pandemic, Imma go with what traditionally worked for us. Perhaps when a viable vaccine is widely and readily available, I might indulge in burgers or fried chicken. Right now, it's about survival and I need to do what it takes to survive in order to take care of my people.

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blackmissfrizzle · 5 years

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Who’s Your Daddy Now

Title: Who’s Your Daddy Now (pt. 2 of Spring Break)

Pairing: Dean x Black!reader, Sam, Trevante, Rufus

Word Count: 2339

Warnings: Smut (18+), daddy kink, language

A/N: Part 2 of Spring Break. Also, this is my first time writing smut, so please bear with me! This fic is for all my black girls who love Supernatural but don’t get a chance to see themselves in the show or in fanfic.

Was this what death felt like? Your heart was thundering in your chest, blood was pumping, and you had sweat rolling down in crevices you didn’t even want to think about. You always thought you would go out by hunting down some big bad monster or demon, but not this way. What or more likely, who was responsible for your near-death experience? Your best friend, Trevante fucking Rhodes. You wanted to get in better shape for graduation and your upcoming training at Quantico, but you should have known better than to ask the UT track star to help you train.

Giving you a blinding smile, Tre asked, “You good?” You slowly turned your head toward your friend and gave him the signature Turner scowl, “Fuck you, nigga!” Trevante doubled over in laughter, so you did the only reasonably thing: you twirled your mostly dried towel and whipped it across Tre’s sweat sheened covered back. “Ouch,” Trevante actually jumped, “What the hell, Y/N?” You stuck out your tongue, “That’s what you get for laughing at me when I was having a heart attack.” “Oh Tre, could you pretty please train me? I wanna look good as fuck in my graduation dress and I want a faster time for my two miles for my Quantico training,” Trevante attempted to mimic you when you asked for his help. Dramatically rolling your eyes, “Whatever I don’t sound like that.”

After a couple of more jokes, Trevante started walking you back to your house off-campus, stating that it was too dangerous for you to walk alone. While you two strolled back, you discussed about how he got stopped to audition for an acting role and if he really wanted to pursue an acting career. “Ya know, if I make out in LA then maybe you could come out there and be a big shot FBI agent,” Trevante said in his southern drawl as his hand reached for yours to intertwined. Ever since you broke up with Trent’s trifling ass, Trevante was making his feelings for you known even more, and a couple of weeks ago, you wouldn’t be opposed to starting a relationship with Trevante, but ever since you ran into Dean and he confessed his feelings, no other man would do it for you.

Grabbing Trevante’s other hand you were about to tell him it wouldn’t work between you two, but you heard someone clearing their throat. Slowly turning your head, you were presented by the sight of Sam and Dean both in their fed suits, standing by Baby. You went to hug the boys, and Sam gave his usual hug filled with warmth, but you were confused by why Dean’s felt cold and stiff. “Sam, Dean, what are you guys doing here? Graduation is not for another couple of days.” Sam answered, “There’s a case, so we came early.” You thought to yourself that you should’ve been able to notice a case in your own city, but you were so busy with preparing for graduation, you wouldn’t notice anything close to a potential case.

Tre grabbed your hand again to get your attention, “Yeah, there’s been some missing girls around the city and the university,” You stared at Tre asking with your eyes why he hadn’t told you anything about, he answered as he began rubbing circles on your hand, “Before you get mad, I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to worry you. Why do you think I’ve been texting you almost non-stop, especially when you’re working the night shift?” Thinking back on it, you can say Trevante has been more attentive, but you thought it was just him flirting.

You were pulled out of your thoughts, when Trevante introduced himself to Sam and Dean, and Sam immediately shook Tre’s hand, but Dean just stared at it before he tentatively shook Tre’s hand. “It’s nice to meet y’all. Y/N is always talking about you two.” Dean finally spoke since you first noticed them, “Yeah, well she hasn’t told us anything about you,” You mentally rolled your eyes at Dean’s unnecessary shortness, “Y/N, we need to go inside and get to work. Me and Sam could really use your help.” “Look at you already working, and you ain’t even been to training yet” Trevante joked as he leaned down to give you hug and kiss on the cheek, “Imma let you go. Text me later, a’ight.” “I will. See you later, Tre!”

You were waving goodbye to your best friend when Dean tugged you toward your front door. “Hey, what’s the rush?” Without looking at you Dean replied, “Nothing. I just want to get out of this fed suit and get work. Is that alright with you?” You sneered your lip up at Dean, “Yeah, that’s fine, but you don’t have to be a bitch about it.” You unlocked the door and showed the boys to their rooms. You offered for Dean to sleep with you, but to your surprise he declined, making up some bullshit excuse about not wanting to intrude in your space.

Once everyone got changed and settle, you began cooking some smothered chicken, rice, green beans, and black-eyed peas while Sam and Dean were in the living room going over crime scene photos and eyewitness accounts. Sam sighed in frustration, “What the hell are we even hunting? There was no EMF, no sulfur, no hex bags, no cattle mutilations, and there’s no full moon.” Dean just as frustrated as Sam rubbed his temples, “I don’t know man, but I need a break.”

After putting the chicken in the oven, you entered the living room to get more specifics on the case. You grabbed some of the eyewitness accounts Dean just had, “So, what did the vics have in common or was it just random?” Sam leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, “Well, ummmm, they looked same and are in the same age group.” You waved your hand for Sam to go on and give the description, but Sam was interrupted by Dean before he could begin. “No, Sam she doesn’t need to know. If she didn’t even notice the missing girls in her own city, then how the hell can she be any use,” Dean reprimanded.

Taken aback by Dean’s callousness, you took in several deep breaths and then turned to Sam with a smile, “Sam, the food won’t be ready for another hour and there’s this amazing juicing bar less than ten minutes from here. You should go try it and maybe the change of scenery could help you with the case. I’ll text you when to come back for dinner.” Sam knew you weren’t just suggesting for him to go to the juice bar because you knew he was a health nut, but he knew you were giving him an out before you and Dean started arguing. Grabbing his laptop, files, and the keys to Baby, Sam practically ran out the house before yelling, “See you later!”

Once you heard Baby’s engine, you turned to the object of your anger, “What the fuck is wrong with you!? You’ve been bitchy all day,” you roared at Dean. Dean stood up and marched towards you, “My problem is, if you weren’t too busy holding hands and making goo-goo eyes at some guy, you would’ve notice you had a case in your own backyard,” Dean bellowed back.

Oh, now you understood what this was about, Dean was jealous of Trevante. “Dean, I barely have time to notice what color underwear I have on. You know I’m graduating soon, right? I have homework, finals, volunteer work, my job, and training for Quantico. And Trevante is just my best friend, nothing else, I promise.” Dean replied sarcastically, “You know best friends don’t hold hands and look at each other longingly.” “Like you and Cas? Because, you two totally don’t give me any Brokeback Mountain vibes,” you joked.

“You. Little. Shit.” Dean began to chase you around the house, which didn’t last long since he was able to catch you in the kitchen. You were engulfed with smell of beer, Baby, and Dean as he had your back pressed to his front. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Ever since we saw each other last time, I can’t stop thinking about you, and seeing you with that guy really set me off.” You turned to face Dean and grabbed his face, “There’s no other guy for me,” and deciding to lighten the mood and tease Dean, you told him, “But maybe Sam. There’s something about those hands that tells me he can handle all these curves.”

Dean’s once easygoing face turned predatory, and he backed you into the refrigerator, effectively trapping you with his hands on both sides of your head. Dean lowered his head toward your ear, “Didn’t the last time I saw you I told you; Rufus wouldn’t be the only one you called daddy?” Not even the cool surface of the refrigerator could cool down the fire Dean started within your body. When you took too long to answer, Dean lifted your chin with his index finger, “Yes or no?”

“Yes.”

Dean smirked, “Well, I guess its time I prove it.” You thought Dean would go at you hard and fast, but he did the exact opposite. He peppered you with kisses from your shoulder all the way to behind your ear. Once, he finished one side he started on the other, but this time his hands made it inside your leggings to touch your soaking core. “Already wet for Daddy, huh?” Being the little brat that you were, you looked at Dean through your eyelashes and smirked, “See you gotta earn to be called Daddy and I don’t think you could do it. Maybe I should call Sam or Trevante, they seem like they could be up for the job.”

Dean just grabbed you and pushed you over the counter, and put his foot between your legs, so he could spread them. “You’re gonna regret talking all that shit. We’ll see if you’re still talking all that mess when you can barely walk,” Dean whispered in your ear. You felt the cold air greet the lower half of your body as Dean pulled down your leggings and underwear. His hands snaked their way to your core, where he curled two of his fingers and masterfully massaged your g-spot. You were trying your hardest not to moan, but Dean’s fingers were magic, and you couldn’t help but let out tiny whimpers. “Sounds like I might be earning that title.” You looked back at Dean, “Don’t get too cocky. It’s just been awhile.” Dean chuckled, “Keep telling yourself that.” Dean removed his fingers and instantly brought them to his mouth and licked them, “Mmmm. Delicious. I wish I could give your pussy the attention she deserves, but I guess I’ll have to save dessert for later.”

While you impatiently waited for Dean to unbuckle his pants, you started to sway your hips side to side, and your hand was making its way down to your core before Dean slapped it away, “No touching what’s mine,” Dean growled. “Its not yours,” you bit back. “Not yet,” Dean grunted as he slammed into your pussy. You instantly roll your eyes to the back of your head as Dean made you feel completely full. He was definitely better than Trent and he hadn’t even begun to move inside you. You tauntingly asked Dean, “Are you gonna move or what? Or do I need to call someone to come finish the job?” That instantly fired Dean up and he took no mercy on your poor kitty as he drilled into you.

All you could do was moan a plethora of ‘Oh Gods’ and grip onto the counter. At one point it became too much, and you tried to push Dean away, but he slapped your hand away and said, “Nuh-uh. You were talking all that shit earlier, so you’re gonna take every inch of this dick, sweetheart.” Maybe you shouldn’t have been running your mouth, you thought to yourself, but then you wouldn’t be getting your back blown out like this, so you didn’t regret it. Every so often, Dean would ask, ‘What’s my name’ or ‘Who’s pussy is this’ and knowing he wanted to hear Daddy, you answered instead, ‘Dean.’ The last time you didn’t answer the way he wanted to, you felt completely empty. Dean pulled out and you were a whimpering mess. “Dean, what the hell!?” He grabbed you by the throat and pulled your body flushed against his, “Stop being a little brat and I’ll give you want you want. Understand?” You just shook your head yes in response, “Nh-uh use your words. You weren’t afraid to use them earlier.” Hanging your head down low, you whimpered, “Yes.”

This time when Dean entered you it was slow and so were his thrusts, but with each one he began to pick up speed. Dean grunted through his clenched teeth, “What’s.” Thrust. “My.” Thrust. “Name?” You came apart as you screamed, “Daddyyyyyyyyyyyy!” Dean began pounding into you with a death grip on your hips, which would leave some bruises there on your rich mocha skin.

Dean’s fast and hard thrusts had another orgasm about to roll through your body, “Daddy, I’m about cum again.” Dean let go of your hips and grabbed your hands instead and intertwined them with his, “Let go, princess. I’m right there with you.” And just like that you came with Dean following right behind, but your bliss was short-lived when an uninvited guest entered your house.

“Oh no! Not my baby girl,” you heard your dad shout out in despair. “Dean Winchester, you’re a dead man!”

You didn’t have the chance to get up and at least try to cover up before your dad went right back out the front door. While you laid your head down on the counter in mortification, you heard Dean chuckle close to your ear, “Who’s your daddy now?”

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rosymaplemoth · 6 years

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8, 12, 13, 15, and 17 for Arronax and Helena?

HELENA MY POOR ANGEL I’VE BEEN SO BAD AT KEEPING UP WITH YOU I’M SO SORRY imma do her first

Helena Phillips

8: What does your OC look for in a significant other? Are they looking at all?

A pulse, maybe.Hahaha sorry. Helena is very… um… she has a lot of different types. It comes from her origins as a slutty slutty otome heroine. I guess, given her choices of Pickman and Wilbur Whateley, it can be said that she is a bonafide monster fucker.

12: What scent calms them? Reminds them of home or something soothing?

Thunder… the scent of thunder on a humid, rainy day that makes sweat run down your back. It’s not pleasant, but it’s home.

13: Do they have any favourite foods? Would they eat it all the time if they had the chance? What do they hate to eat?

C O F F E E.

But seriously, she loves coffee. It’s not really a food but.. she can put it on food. She’s also a sucker for pizza.

Once she ends up living in Dunwich, though, she finds herself eating meat a lot. It’s kind of like that one post about the dude that takes his date out to eat bbq ribs as a challenge. I can 500% see Wilbur trying that. Minus the going out to eat bit. He does his own cookin’.

I’m not sure there’s really anything she hates to eat, but it’s been awhile since I’ve fiddled with Helena. I’m sorry, bb.

15: Does your OC have any awful fears? Do they get paralyzed with fear or can they work through their fears?

This is the girl who ends up going through life after life after life after life of hell for trying to engage in fisticuffs with an Outer God. She should be a lot more afraid than she actually is.

17: Do they have any guilty pleasures? They embarrassed about them? Do they flaunt them?

The ‘guiltier’ something is, the more she loves it. She revels in the forbidden, she lusts after the ‘other’. She will absolutely flaunt it, too. She’s a pretty fun character, though unfortunately for her… her novelty wears off rather quickly for the gods she encounters.

Pauline Aronnax

8: What does your OC look for in a significant other? Are they looking at all? She really didn’t expect to fall in love, and she wasn’t actively looking for a partner. If someone had asked her what she was looking for, she would’ve been very suspicious LOL. Honestly, I think she’s a little surprised that she ended up with a man as a life partner. She’s usually much more… open with her attraction to women. Then again, I think her partner would say the same thing! They’re like… wlw/mlm solidarity that somehow ended up dating.

Once she got over her initial suspicion, though, she’d say that she would want someone she could discover things with. Someone who would go on adventures with her. Someone who wouldn’t be afraid to push the boundaries of the known world.

12: What scent calms them? Reminds them of home or something soothing?

Oh, this one’s easy! She’s been using lavender to help her calm down since she started going on her expeditions. Lavender signals calm. It means that she’s safe. Other scents that she loves are the scent of the surf and the ocean, the sand baking in the sun, and metal.

13: Do they have any favourite foods? Would they eat it all the time if they had the chance? What do they hate to eat?

Aronnax loves mussels. Mussels over rice, mussels by themselves, mussels steamed, cooked over an open fire, she just loves them. To her, mussels mean adventure– I mean, they’re really common on the shore, so she ate them a lot. It makes her feel like a bit of a survivalist! (”Professor, we have soup right here. Really. Professor. Um…”)

She also enjoys eating local cuisine, for England she’s quite fond of flummery and various puddings. Is this an excuse to gorge on dessert? Maybe…

15: Does your OC have any awful fears? Do they get paralyzed with fear or can they work through their fears?

BOY HOWDY. Aronnax is terrified of heights, terrified of flying, and the fact that there’s literally a device floating out in space that could REVERSE GRAVITY is something that gives her nightmares. Oh yeah, she’s happy to watch Impey, Cardia, and Nemo float around like maniacs but she is staying RIGHT ON THE GROUND THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Part of the reason that she loves the ocean is that, to her, it’s a more forgiving sky. Instead of letting you fall to your death, it cradles you and holds you. The sea won’t let you fall. It might not let you go, either, but you won’t plummet.

She’s also rather frightened of sharks, which is hilarious and I cannot wait to have this revealed in the story. (I yoinked that straight from 20k, baby!)

She’s also very much paralyzed by fear. When she’s scared, she cannot move. She has to knock herself out with a tranquilizer when she flies. Or, she did. I’m pretty sure she has no more of her tranquilizer with her, so if she is put in a position where she has to fly… heh… heh… /rubs her hands threateningly

And I already answered 17 for Aronnax, yee-haw!

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theetangerine · 3 years

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Tangerine Vs Foods

I am a very picky eater. I likes what I likes. This list might be triggering to some people and to those people who might be mad. Sir/ Madam you don’t have my tongue so take this list with a gain of salt. Anwaysssssssssssssssssssssss

Here we go

1.Nutella

I don’t get why people like this when there is peanut butter selling.

But people out here thinking fanny packs are a fashion statement.

So to each their own I guess,

2.Sweet milk

Let me be specific the milk that is left back after eating sweet cereal Yeah that

I hate that milk, why?

Cause I can.

B**ch I am my own tangerine.

3.The Jam inside Jam puff

This a jam puff. Just a puff pastry which is filled with jam and yes I hate the essential part of a jam puff. I really just want the pastry. Look, people want to pretend to be anthropomorphic fruits, so I can dislike thee jam in Jam Puff.

4.Milo tea

I am just saying this is the Caribbean rip off version of Swiss Miss that tastes like a horse’s sweaty ass.

5.Marshmallow

Marshmallow only have one purpose and that is

*DRUM ROLL*

To make me Rice Crispy Treats.

6.Oranges

I have one reason not to like oranges.

They have seeds.

7.Pineapple on pizza

This can to go to hell.

8.Pineapple on burger

And this could just f**k off and jump off a MF cliff.

People worried about vaccines and chips getting put into their bodes pineapple has been the real culprit for years.

9.Peanut butter and bread

They are biscuits in the world why would you want to eat peanut butter with anything else other than a biscuit.

That sh*t just dont make sense!

10.Vegetables

If vegetables was a Porn it would Two girls 1 Cup.

11.Fried pork

Alright I had this one time so that special person cant cook.

Right Patricia.

12. Peanuts

Cashew nuts or nothing.

13. Cream of wheat, Ice cream with fruit in it, yogurts with fruit in it.

Those aren't fruits that’s the Illuminati’s way of sending messages to your brain.

14.Fruit loops

These b**ches made me vomit.

So Kellogg’s

15. Frosted flakes

Tony the Tiger about to turn into a rug If I see him.

16.Watermelon

I mean I could just drink water. It is the same thing.

17. Jelly bean

Originally posted by learnforoneself

18.Soup

This might be a country specific thing

But to all my citizen, Bones don’t belong in soup, just buy some damn chicken breast. Boneless Chicken Breast.

19.Brownies with chocolates chip/ chocolate chip cookies

Before all the chocolate lovers come after me with their Cadbury and Snickers in hand ready to shank me.

Imma not comment on this

UNTIL NEXT TIME MY FRIUTS -TheeTangerine Proof Read by TheeApple

#food #like #dislike #funny post #fun #funnyshit #just for laughs #laugh #laughter

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summerbreezeyy · 4 years

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Love, Huh? - Chapter 4

You woke up feeling refreshed. Must be the alcohol from last night. It has been a long time since you’ve had any. And you gotta admit, Sehun’s bed was extremely comfortable, with lots of pillows and thick comforter, you remembered he used to have nightmares since he was young and needed to hug someone or something to help him sleep easily and nightmare-less. Chanyeol must’ve brought you here, since you fell asleep on his lap last night.

You checked your phone to find that it’s 11 am. There was a note at the bedside table with the messy almost-unreadable handwriting that you know by heart.

‘Hey, we’re gonna work for the day. These are some numbers for deliveries. Don’t forget to take your med. Call us if you need anything.

-S’

You smiled reading the note. You recalled last night before he went to sleep he informed that you were going to be alone for today because they needed to do some finishing touches to the album. You almost laughed remembering Sehun’s frown when telling you all of this, clearly not liking how he had to leave you alone.

After shower and changed into your own clothes you walked out of the room and had some water. The apartment they lived in was very modern and expensive looking. It was also, surprisingly, very neat, considering 3 young guys lived here. But then again, you recalled how Kyungsoo would become very active with his words (and sometimes hands) every time the others would trash around. And they’ve been living together since their debut in 2012, so it made sense they would pick up each other’s habits. Even his neatness rubbed off on you after the constant sleepovers you’ve had until a year ago. Remembering how your ex basically forced you to stop hanging out with them made you mad at yourself. They were all that you’ve had, and you threw them away for someone who didn’t even treat you as good as they do.

Not wanting to think about him first thing in the morning, you decided to clean up the apartment. After finding the tools you needed, you vacuumed the living room. Feeling a bit bored, you borrowed whoever’s headphones on the couch and used it to listen to some music.

When Kyungsoo got home, his brows immediately furrowed together. Someone’s vacuuming, but their scheduled cleaner shouldn’t be here for another 2 days. Following the sound, he found you inside Sehun’s room, singing and dancing along to the music you were listening to with the vacuum in your hand. He couldn’t stop the corners of his lips going up, forming an amused smile.

“OH shit,” you cursed, completely shocked by the additional person in the house when you turned around.

He chuckled and took the vacuum from your hand, putting it away in the living room. “Someone cleans the house every week, you don’t need to do any.” And not waiting for your response, he went to his room to put down all of his stuff before coming out again. “You need help with unpacking?” he asked noticing your suitcase opened earlier.

A smile replaced your pout, and you nodded enthusiastically, knowing he would color coordinate your clothes. He regularly does that to his friends’ closets, destressing he would say. It even surprised you a bit knowing they have someone cleaning their place with his love of making his house spotless, but then again, they are very busy people.

Both of you went back to Sehun and your room. Sehun has emptied out (more like moving some of his clothes to the unused closet in their studio) one of the closet in his room for you to store your clothes. Kyungsoo went straight to work and started to fold your clothes neatly. You on the other hand unpacked your other stuff.

Silence consumed the room, but neither felt uncomfortable. It’s always the same with Kyungsoo. Quiet and peaceful. You’ve always loved how he makes silence so enjoyable. It’s also one of the reason all three of them work, they balance each other out. With the other two being really noisy and loud while the shortest and you when you were around, would keep things peaceful, especially when their competitive ass played games against each other.

But today, you missed him too much to not talk to him. “So how did Sehun get the master bedroom?” you started the conversation as you put away your underwear.

Organizing your hung clothes to color coordinate them, he answered, “We played rock, paper, scissors for it.”

“Shouldn’t the oldest get the biggest room? Or at least you as the leader?”

“We have no leader.”

“Okay, unofficial leader.”

“I still wouldn’t say leader. The most likely not to make fool of themself?”

You snickered, “Yea sure. So how did it happen? Did he convince you both to play for it?”

“Yup.”

“How?”

“That’s Sehun’s maknae power for you,” he simply said while finishing up.

You almost clapped at his work, but decided to just gave him thumbs up. He moved to the sink, tidying up the products you put earlier while also cleaning after Sehun’s mess. You grabbed your money box from the suitcase and tried to put it at the most top shelf of your newly owned closet. But as you reached up, you felt a sting on your ribs and shrieked out of pain while dropping the box in the process.

Kyungsoo noticed the noise and found you crouching down clutching yourself. “Hey are you okay? It’s your rib isn’t it?”

If there’s one thing everyone loves about him is how good he is at reading the atmosphere and people. Without even explaining anything to him, his face changed to express something between worry and annoyed, understanding that you haven’t took your meds yet. He took a deep breath and gestured you to follow him once the pain subdued. Without saying anything he pulled out some side dishes from the fridge and also a bowl of rice. Again without any words he gestured you to eat once he set everything down in front of you on the dining table.

Taking the first bite, your eyes widen and mouth open, surprised at how good the food you were eating, “Wow, this is so much better than last year,” you moaned out. Seeing your expressions a smile replaced the frown on his face. It was not the first time someone complimented him on his cooking, but he did miss your over reactions towards his food.

When you ate the kimchi, a familiarity hit you, “It’s Sehun’s mom’s kimchi isn’t it?” He only nodded. You slowed down your chewing, thinking of the right words to ask.

“No, we didn’t tell her. Do you really think she would let you stay with her super busy son and not take you home with her?” See? People reader.

“Thanks.”

It’s weird, Kyungsoo thought, that he could never took his eyes off of you. The way your eyes would lit up when eating was his favorite thing to see. So for the 2 weeks you were in the hospital when you looked so weak, his heart broke. He loves your laugh and smile, he wished you would always have those on your face. What is this feeling, he would ask himself for years. Romantic feelings? Love? Obsession? He didn’t dare to explore the forbidden area. He still remembered the day Sehun found out Chanyeol had feelings for you. He was furious, for reasons he never asked, afraid of the answers he’s gonna get. He was thankful tho his friends are not as good at reading people as he does. Or is it just because he hides his feelings better?

He thought last year, when you found happiness in your boyfriend, he thought maybe, he could finally stop his . When you moved in with him, he thought, it’s time to forget. When you failed to pick up his and Chanyeol’s calls, he thought, okay you’re happy now. When you didn’t hang out with them anymore, he thought, maybe it’s God’s way of helping him to move on. And when he saw you opened your eyes, he thought, fuck, he can’t move on. So he’s just gonna do what he does best, hide his feelings.

“Oppa,” you called, looking up to him finding his eyes never left you, “Is.. Sehun okay? He was kind of different these last few days.”

He took a deep breath, wondering what to tell you. “Honestly, no.”

“What should I do then?”

His brows furrowed, looking deep in thought. “I think what we can do is to show that he’s not to blame, and let time heals him. And everyone,” he explained softly. Seeing how deflated you were, he reached forward grasping your hand, “Just act like you normally would. And don’t tuck away your feelings. Show it. Tell him. Tell us. Let us help, it will help us heal too.”

Then he released your hand and brought the dirty dishes for him to wash. Ignoring your wish to clean after yourself, he asked you what food you wanted to have for dinner.

You lit up at the thought of eating more good food, he noticed this and his mouth curved into a smile. “You know, I miss every food you’ve ever made. But I think what we need tonight is samgyeopsal and soju, don’t you think?” You cocked your head to get a better glimpse at his face from beside him.

He finished washing up and turned his body to face you, “Sure. But we have to buy it first.”

“Hmm, I also need to buy some stuff. Imma change then.” You replied with a huge smile plastered on your face.

When you got home, something caught your eyes. More like their hair color. Sehun with his orange hair and Chanyeol with pink permed hair with both sprawled in the sofa. You paused going to the kitchen, turning to face the guy with his thick glasses behind you with both your hands full with groceries, “You were at the salon today? How come your hair is still black?”

He walked pass you, “Don’t wanna have our fans blind with too much bright color.”

Looking up from their phones, Chanyeol immediately rushed towards you giving you a huge smile that you mirrored before tackled the bags you had and noisily went to the kitchen asking what are they eating for dinner, almost earning a hit from Kyungsoo for his unnecessarily loud voice. Sehun slowly approached and patted your head, “Feeling better?”

Still smiling you just nodded. “How you are not bald yet is beyond me,” as you proceeded to ruffle his hair, which was still soft despite all the bleachings.

He copied your expression and then went to the kitchen, Chanyeol’s loud voice caught your attentions. Then there he was, dancing around the kitchen while cheering, “Samgyeopsal, samgyeopsal,” over and over again before Kyungsoo finally hit the back of his head, sharply said, “Help or shut up, idiot.”

“But I’m your idiot and you love me,” Chanyeol sticked his tongue out to his chingu before laughing loudly and ran off outside the kitchen seeing Kyungsoo was picking up the chopping board to hit him. You and Sehun just took the scene in front of you and laughed along.

“I swear I will hurt him someday,” Kyungsoo said, fixing his glasses and put the board down to cut some vegetables.

You walked towards him, touching his shoulder lightly, “No you wouldn’t. You love him,” you tease and replaced to help him chop things before he got the other things ready.

Kyungsoo cutely (never tell him that he is tho, he hates it) pouted, before continued doing his things in his way, quietly.

While you were doing that, Sehun took out the meat you bought earlier, and put them in a bowl before putting away the other groceries. He might seem normal, but you knew this was him not being himself, around you at least. He’s always soft towards you, treating you like a baby, but not all the time. You would act like cat and mouse sometimes, fight occasionally, but lately he’s been on his toes, being very careful. With his words and touches. Heck, he wouldn’t even care about what happens in the kitchen before being the one who everyone babies all the time, but now he even helped. This earned a confused look from Kyungsoo as well. But maybe your longest friend was confused as well, frustrated even, not knowing how to act around you. And maybe Kyungsoo was right, time was needed to heal everyone. Still, you needed to talk to your friend, this you knew.

“Can you guys stop? I can pick them up myself,” you tried to stifle a giggle after the continuous putting-meat-on-your-plate for the last 30 minutes. You hardly saw Kyungsoo next to you who did all the grilling eat. This caused Chanyeol to unstretch his arm from across Kyungsoo. He looked back at you, with his big puppy eyes, trying to look as rejected as possible. So for the last time, with a smile you told them and yourself, you opened your mouth to receive his meat (grilled meat, get your head out of the gutter).

Then the dinner continued as normal, except for when you choked on your water did the three pairs of eyes (two sets with exceptionally big size) looked at you with concern. This time you laughed. “Guys, I know what happened made you worried about me. I know even some of you,” you focused your eyes on the guys across you, “are still blaming yourself. And let me say this again, none of what happened is any of your fault. I love all of you, and I can’t thank you guys enough for everything that you’ve done to me. But please, trust in me, that I can be okay again, that I am going to be alright.”

Not decent, Kyungsoo reminded himself, to blush when you said ‘love’. He knew you meant it differently than what he wanted, but what you needed at the moment is a friend, and that’s what he was going to be.

When everyone finished eating, Sehun left to pick up a call from his manager while the rest of you stayed to clean up. You caught his hyungs saying things like “It’s probably just an excuse to not clean”. But again, everyone, including yourself has a soft spot for the youngest, so you just continue to clean, before, another phone rang and it’s Chanyeol’s turn to pick up his phone. He started his phone call with a very sweet, “Hello? Oh hi, I’m sorry I forgot to call you.”

“So he’s dating someone?” you asked Kyungsoo as he washed the dishes and you wiped them dry.

Kyungsoo just scoffed, “It is rare to see him not,” he said mindlessly as he passed you a plate.

You continued doing that, again in silence, just like how both of you prefer it. Somehow the quietness amongst the chaos in shape of a Park Chanyeol and Oh Sehun made both of you felt warm and found solace in it.

The guy next to you kept convincing himself that the tingling feeling on his stomach and warmth in his heart whenever you would accidentally touched his arms were probably due to the fact you haven’t been around each other for a year and he just missed you a lot. He ignored the sound of his heart beating harder than it should be, trying to make himself believe it was just the soju affecting him. He pushed away his thoughts and wishes of hugging and kissing your cheeks when you smiled ever so brightly at him when you finished. He prayed to all the gods out there that what he felt now, was going to fade, and then disappear.

Another reason why he refused to drink more when all of you were gathered at the coffee table again, other than the fact he’s not as heavyweight as the rest of you.

“So, who’s the lucky one?” your eyebrows waggled at Chanyeol.

“What?”

“The one you’re dating.”

“Ah,” he paused to chugged down a shot, “Why don’t you guess? But for every wrong answers you gotta do a shot,” he challenged, “I miss your drunk state.”

“Okay. Wait do you all know who?” you asked towards the other guys who just shook their heads. “Let’s play together then!”

“Nope, not interested,” Kyungsoo backed down to the sofa behind him.

“Sure,” Sehun said from across Kyungsoo.

“But I need clues,” you replaced your soju with a glass of water instead, not wanting to be drunk obviously. “If I could guess, that means they’re famous right?” Chanyeol just nodded. “Okay, female or male?”

“Guess, and if you’re wrong you could always drink,” he grinned.

You pouted but played along anyway, “Male?”

Chanyeol’s grin just got bigger and you scowled. “Wrong. Drink up.”

“Okay. She’s an idol,” you guessed after finished your shot.

He nodded. This time Sehun tried out, “I’ve seen her?”

Again Chanyeol nodded. “She’s in a group?” you asked.

“Yup.”

“A noona?”

“Another shot, lady.”

It continued like that for a while, with you asking more questions than Sehun of course. You’ve felt the alcohol kicking in, but not for nothing. You’ve concluded that the girl would be from JYP Entertainment.

“Is it Suzy?” you hesitantly asked.

Chanyeol just smirked while shaking his head. “She changed agency last year.”

You sighed in defeat and took another shot. “I’m using internet.” You informed no one in particular and moved back to lean on the sofa next to the guy who was silent the whole time. Kyungsoo noticed you moving and stretched his arm out so you can put your head there. And you did. After finding the comfy position, which was Kyungsoo’s chest (with him silently hoping no one noticed his breath hitched when you moved closer to him), you googled female idols under JYPE.

“Oppa, I swear to God if it’s ITZY’s maknae Yuna I’m gonna punch you hard.”

This caused all the guys to crack up. “Why?” Chanyeol asked in the middle of his laugh.

“She’s a minor, you pedophile.”

“Well thank God she’s not the one then,” he replied still laughing.

“Okay she’s a member of Twice then,” Sehun chimed in.

“You’re getting closer.”

So you googled Chanyeol and Twice but found nothing too helpful other than he collaborated with Nayeon and Jihyo, and MC-ed with Dahyun. He also was in a show with Sana. But being trained how to act in front of the camera, you couldn’t really tell anything different from the photos and videos you saw.

Before you could guess any other name, your phone rang and showed Yixing’s name as the caller. So you sat up straight, leaving Kyungsoo’s embrace, something he hates, and picked up the phone.

“Oppa,” you said to the phone when the other one didn’t say anything. Three heads snapped towards you with the word you said. “Oppa, it’s me,” you said once again not getting any reply.

You could hear a relieved sigh from the other side before he talked. “Jesus Christ, I thought you were gone.”

You broke into a smile before answering, “It’s gonna take more effort for that I’m afraid.” You excused yourself from them before heading to the kitchen.

Three sets of eyes kept following your movements in the kitchen, how you kept smiling and laughing to the phone. They also didn’t leave your figure until you were seated back next to Kyungsoo.

“Hmm, just text me the address. We’ll talk later, kay? Bye,” you said to Yixing after catching up with him.

Those eyes were still pointed at you, obviously curious who’s the caller. You gave them “What?” look when you noticed their staring.

“’Oppa’?” Chanyeol prompted.

Their protective natures brought a smile to your face. “He’s a friend. A good one.”

They looked like they have more questions but sensing how you didn’t feel like talking about it, Sehun changed the subject. “Don’t tell me it’s Nayeon.”

“You really think she wants to date me? She only has eyes for our little friend right here,” he pointed his eyes at Kyungsoo which earned him laughs from you and Sehun and also a glare from behind the glasses.

Feeling a bit drowsy, you knew you had to go to bed soon, so after settling back to Kyungsoo’s arms you guessed for the last time, “Okay, last guess, cause I don’t wanna be drunk. It’s Sana.”

“Bravo,” Chanyeol clapped.

“Yes!” you cheered and yawned, feeling the sleepiness the alcohol caused.

The man you were leaning on just smiled fondly at you and shook your shoulders, “Go to bed.”

You hummed but didn’t budge an inch. Kyungsoo was too warm and comfy. Instead you closed your eyes.

When you opened it again, you were already on your bed. For two days straight someone had to put you to bed, and you loved it. You noticed it wasn’t morning yet when Sehun came out of the bedroom with his sheet mask on and plopped down beside you. “Care to tell me who your friend is?”

You moved closer to him, missing the warmth of Kyungsoo’s body and needed someone else to replace it. He welcomed you and hugged around your shoulders, hugging you tight. He wasn’t as tired as last night, since he could nap at the salon earlier, so he wanted to spend as much time as possible with you. “He’s the club owner I told you about. Turned out he has a café and we decided to meet up there.”

“When?”

“I don’t know either. Tomorrow maybe? The sooner the better?”

“Hmm, I was thinking of having dinner at my parents’ tomorrow, my mom said it’s been so long since we had a family dinner,” he informed.

“Ohh, with me too?”

He took off his mask and put it on the nightstand, “You are family, idiot,” and kissed your temple.

“Fine, dinner with the Oh’s it is.”

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rinrinp42 · 7 years

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Ok more food questions. Do you use exact measures or just wing it? Any cooking fails you have to share, yours or someone you know? Favorite fruit? Spicy or noSpicy. How does stir-fry with cinnamon work o_O?

Okay, mobile apparently doesn't want me to see this? I have the notification that you sent it but can't open up the ask. I had to go to my browser app so sorry if formatting gets weird.1)It honestly depends on what I'm cooking. Rule of thumb is exact for the first time, after maybe not. Some things have more wiggle room than others.2)Oh boy, so once I was cooking for a couple of friends and made them burgers and apple pie. Now, something happened, I'm still not sure exactly what, but it ended up being way more liquidy than it had any right to be. We ended up pouring it in a mason jar I had. It was wild. But then there was also this time that my cousin used powdered milk instead of regular milk for a chocolate cake (it's been a while, I'm pretty sure it was a cake), only she used the same measurement. As in one cup of liquid milk=one cup of the powdered milk still in powdered from. That was one dense cake. Not quite a cooking fail would be when my dad made turkey burgers....3) In general, I don't really go for spicy, but there are also plenty of things that are exceptions so.... Either-or?4) (omg I put stir fry, I meant fried rice, sorry! Imma still answer though) So I was a broke, cheap college student and I had just these few dried spices - you know, those generic brand ones. Onion powder and garlic powder (I think? Wow I can't remember now what even.) and cinnamon and vanilla extract. And I want fried rice. But like fuck am I going to spend money on something like an onion or peppers that I won't use for anything else. Depending on the time, I sometimes wouldn't even buy goddamn chicken and just used a bouion cube. So I basically scrounge about my ingredients because I want to add Flavor™ and my eyes fall upon the cinnamon and vanilla and I think "what the hell" and pull them out as well. So I've got cheap substitutes for some of the ingredients that people think of for fried rice, plus these two, in addition to the usual egg, rice, and soy sauce. And I put it all together because I honestly don't care at this point, I just want food and if it's horrible, well, I have a back up meal. Hell, I have popcorn if nothing else and at this point I've already lived a day where that was my only food. It actually turned out pretty good. So that's what I did as a college student when I made fried rice. I should try it with all fresher ingredients....

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s-nnyd · 7 years

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all of the ask me meme :) please stop talking about naruto

i think that was this one?

rose: what makes you feel beautiful?

man, hmm, when my hair falls just right and it looks like the hairstyle that could be used in like a romcom drama oh or when the sun starts to set because everythign just starts to feel like the right color and it makes it just about everything right

lace: how would you describe your best friend(s)?

complete idiots i love hanging out with

wish: what are your favourite memories?

oh fuck dude my favorite memories? okay so back in middle school when there was the open house and i signed up for one of the shifts i just stayed in ms. dean’s room and like it was raining and pouring and i was just kinda fooling around with some friends before our shifts started and like we ordered pizza and my goodness it was cold and wet as fuck but it was such a genuinely nice memory of just the feeling during that time also when were painting murals for art ds like shit man that was like the time of my life and i genuinely get all these heartfelt feelings each time i think about it (oh oh oh oh and like mrs q said that like shes trying to make things work with walker about doing a mural inside the class and im like holy fuck please like im legit gonna cry if that happens) and although its super embarrassing just like all the times ive ever really had talks and hung out with mrs q like they were genuinely nice memories and esp friday too like she told me stories about the previous schools she went to and the types of students she had and i love hearing stuff like that and yesterday was truly enjoyable

heaven: describe your ideal date

hhhhhhhh okay okay okay okay so its raining out but we still were supposed to meet up and im standing outside with a cup of hot choco with extra whip cream just the way she likes it cause i wanted to get it for her and when she comes to meet me she also has a cup of hot choco with extra cocoa for me and its just the kinda heart and chest swelling kinda moment cause we both were thinking about each other and then we head over to watch the movies first something stupid yet enjoyable and after going to have some lunch at like a really good tofu house and then after going to an art museum and then ill say somethign cheesy like man im surprised you dont live here ‘why?’ cause youre a work of art or you know whats the most beautiful piece of art out of this whole exhibit ‘ooo was it the ______ or the _____ one or maybe its the ______?” nah its you and thats the main commentary im making through out the whole exhibition and like after that we head over to my place and the rains still coming down my head on her lap and her fingers through my hair as watch a movie both of us has seen far too many times already that it this point its just for the sake of background noise and like we swap spots where shes on my lap now adn eventually she falls asleep i carry her to the bed and let her nap for a bit and she wakes up after a while and comes into the kitchen and im cooking fried rice at like 3 in the morning and its just lazy hugs and bad singing but all in all its just relaxing soothing loving and everything i really want

angel: what is your dream aesthetic?

oh man like okay have you seen that godzilla jacket that was floating around on tumblr for a while like like that specific aesthetic where its super cool stitching and japanese words that i can actually read for once OH OH OH or like just absolute artist like just paint splatters and charcoal and pastel that wont wash out and jean jackets with patches and just yeeeeeee

wings: list five things you love about yourself

hmmm i think my determination to always be improving, my loyalty, my ability to think from multiple angles of a situation, my creativity and the multitude of ideas that come as a result of it , and mmm prolly the fact that when i love someone or got a crush like more than anything id love to give them the absolute most like id give them the world if i could if it would make them happy and like they dont gotta accept my feelings or anything but jsut please dont reject my gifts like i just want you to be happy and i wanna see you smile and laugh and like even if this aint gonna turn anything im glad i got to love you and have this experience

marble: what do you look for in a partner?

oh man okay so like ive noticed that every single person ive ever had a crush on like i dont necessarily got a type in the sense of like looks or anything like that cause they all look super different and there is no one “type” but like its a lot closer to a “type” as in a type of person like someone whos generally super open minded and caring and gentle someone who even though they dont believe so theyre changing and helping so so so so many people around them someone who has the best laugh that id do anything to hear and the prettiest eyes and the most amazing smile that id truly do anythign to see someone whos usually loved by many but even in close relations theyre extremely close heart to heart and very attentive someone whos got a great head on their shoulders and the mindset to keep moving forward and improve someone who rlly pushes the idea communication, trust, and honesty and like man theyre people with the most beautiful minds and hearts and like it ends up being a case where theyve got the most beautiful face too

velvet: describe your dream home

oh fuck dude i couldnt even talk about this for my project for japanese i cant do it here

pearl: what is your favourite: scent, flavour, sound, texture?

shit dude ive really gotta say that my favorite scent is prolly the art and the ceramics room like really its super calming my fave flavor would maybe be honey? (i just had a honey stick rn so) my favorite sound is the sound of my crush’s voice and laugh, fave texture has def gotta be my paint like fuck i love sticking my hand in that shit

sunlight: list five things you find to be beautiful

link, zelda, my crush, the specific color of cerulean blue, okay and oddly enough that scar thats on my leg from when i fell off my skateboard

cherry: what words of advice would you give to a stranger?

if you think someone’s got a cool shirt, pretty eyes, a nice laugh, the cutest button nose, a soothing voice, or is just in general attractive to you, just tell them like the smile on their face is worth a whole lot and i promise you that it could make their day

blush: describe your ideal future

oh fuck okay so its one where i got a like four big dogs (cause these are my faves), a samoyed a husky a german shepard and a pit bull, and im living in a nice decent place with my loved one i have a job either at one of the major animation studios or im working with a huge game company (preferably Nintendo so i can work on some loz games) and ive also got a seperate place thats a block or two away from my home and its my own personal studio a place that is just a whole floor dedicated to working on my art whether it be two dimensional traditional or digital and i also got a throwing wheel and a place to put my ceramics and ive made some movies and games that ive dedicated to mrs q and mrs y because theyve brought me so far in my art career and also played such a big role in my life in general and id love to make them proud and like honestly that soudns like the absolute shit to me

sea: what music, art and/or literature brings you peace?

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh man just seein loz fanart is the best but also like fuck dude like mmmmm when i see an art style i really love that has literally the best fuckign composition and color usage like fuck thats my shit like theres some specific ones that i dont know how to describe

wine: talk about something you are looking forward to

working on that mural if mrs q can make it through cause that is legit what i really wanna do like i fucking love working on murals oh oh oh also when we can finally order the new j shirts cause i finished the design and i really wanna see everyone wearing them im really proud of this year’s design aalsososoooooooo like im really excited to work on the next project for ceramics like were makign slab boxes and we can basically tell a story and do whatever the fuck we want with it and man im just so excited for that (wow i legit realized that like everything ive listed that is part of my dream or makes me excited or happy is like art related like wow)

honey: what do you do to relax?

i watch shitposts oh that or i talk to my cousin lynnette cause really shes super understanding and its really easy to talk to her

silk: describe your most recent dream

man i forgot the bulk of it but i think like it was one where i didnt finish my charcoal portrait or my coil pot in time and then i woke up in a cold sweat

matte: what is something you are proud of?

hmmmm at current im proud of the presents i gave to mrs y and mrs q cause it made the both of them really happy and like i really wanted to show them how thankful i am to them and like they genuinely liked the posters and the flowers

gloss: list ten songs you love right now

lmao shit uh

feelings - hayley kiyoko

maple - hayley kiyoko

redbone - childish gambino

forrest gump - frank ocean

shes so mean - matchbox twenty

perfect - ed sheeran

and legit just like all of the soundtracks for all the loz games

satin: what never fails to make you happy?

oh oh oh oh oh when i give a present to my crush or i do something nice for them and they just give me the biggest smile or the best laugh ive ever heard and theres just the crinkle at the corners of their eyes from smilign so hard and because theyre trying so hard to keep eye contact with me while but theyre laughing really hard and they can only keep one eye open and like just the genuineness of joy and all

opal: talk about your interests and passions

hhhhhhhh dude dude like mannnnnn like hhhhhh okay imma talk about loz for a sec and like i know i brought it up before but i love like so much okay like oot was my first time playing time playing any loz game and my lord it was the shit like the storyline the characters the graphics the sound track the quests and side characters liek everything really made it feel like so much mroe and like i feel so much for it like heres link growing up and hes like what around ten or so and hes got some friends and he finally gets his fairy and then his tree dad goes and dies right after telling him lmao sorry but you kinda gotta save the kingdom k bye and like this kid this kid literally knows jack shit about anything but he goes on and does it anyways he goes and helps zelda he goes and helps the people who are in trouble along the way and plays some rad ass tunes on his tiny lil ocarina of time while doing it and like even when he gets put into the future like he sitll has the mindset of a ten year old hes still as innocent and earnest and pure hearted as when he first started and like holy fuck dont get me started on sheik like shit sheik is so damn cool and like knowing that it was zelda all that time like fuck yeah zelda can kick ass fuck yeah zelda got muscles for days fuck yeah she can punt you across the kingdom and like at the end when she thanks him and sends him back and time so he can enjoy the lost time like shit dude i know zelda meant well and all but like hes experienced so much with and for her hes done so much give the kid a break and then even then navi in the end like leaves and then eveything continues in majoras mask and again hes in his ten year old body but now wiht the experiences and knowledge and basically memories from being seventeen like hes got so much mroe than what his body and mind should handle at this point and he wanders into the forest again all in search for an old friend to look for navi and like when he gets sent to termina after trying to chase after skull kid and like havign those nightmares witht he scrubs like hes gone through so much and i only want more for him and like he doesnt have to save termina he doesnt he doesnt need to do anything he can let termina get smooshed to smitherins by the moon for all the work hes already done for hyrule but he does it anyway and he rewinds time again and again and again and again so he can fix all of these problems for all of these people he does all of this to bring some sort of proper ending for these people who have the last three days of their lives the last three days before their deaths repeat over and over and over and over and over again and he saves them each and every time he rewinds time and he goes through all this shit i mean this ten year old mother fucker is doing olympic bakc flips and twirls and shit after oot like shit boi and then like oh myy gooddddd like damn botw like fuck dude that game means a whole lot to me like its lacking a lil bit in the presence of an evil and i mena i know its ganon and all but like shit i could ignore that motherfucker for all eternity if he wasnt being such a total asshat to zelda and like i mainly beat that motherfucker up just for zelda like for once in a game ive never wanted more to save her like they went so much into detail abotu her and like dude those memories thos cutscenes? like that shit made everythign and i truly love her she works so hard and shes held up to this image of being extremely spiritiually adept because of all her ancestors ebcause of all the other zeldas but she jsut cant she jsut cant do the same thing and so she tries in other ways she tries to udnerstand and get a grasp on sheikah and ancient tech so she can at least be prepared to stand against the calamity when it does come and like the champions all worry about her like the girl nearly got herself killed in the process of trying to awaken her so called spiritual powers and like dude finding out that in the beginning zelda legit hated links ass like they put so much mroe into her like she she hated seeing that he was a prodigy that he didnt have a single trouble in the world and then finally link speaks up and he tells her he talks to her about why he keeps quiet and like the two finally bond and like the two dorks love each other so much that it really does go beyond friendship and romance like they legit would die for each other that one time that zelda was this fucking close to getting her ass handed to her on a silver platter and link was beat the fuck up like he went to save her and then the time when link was basically on his death bed and a guardian was about to pulverize him zelda stood between him and the guardian this bitch wasnt even thinking about having her spiritual powers she was legit ready to die for him if it meant he could run away and get to safety and i mean luckily she her spiritual powers did come out but she legit realized it when she was so genuinely scared but chose to stand up cause she cared for him so much and like these two kids fight so much and have gone through a lot both on their own times and also together but like i love them so much no matter what timeline theyre in

kiss: what do you want from life right now?

my lord i want life to point me in the right direction tbqh or at least give me a mentor for some help like please ive been guiding and doing everything myself this whole time give me a break like after reading all the stories for lang and lit like it makes me feel so lost in what im doing like after catcher in the rye and playing the role of holden caulfield and denying that i fit any part of the role and then realizing how similar i was to him and then reading death of a salesman and relating to biff and reading raisin in the sun and relating to beneatha like shit i really felt lost like ive been talking about it with my therapist lately and like yeah i think i really need some direction or reassurance or a mentor or at least something in my life thats consistent cause right now im a complete mess

#thanks jae #like i really enjoyed this #sickinthesoul

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kpopworldleaders · 7 years

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Yoongi- Depressed

Request for my friend Louisa.

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POV Louisa

There I was again... stuck in the rain after work...

"Shit." I sighed as I put my bag down and leaned against the building wall.

I hated my luck. It was always like that. Whenever I looked forward to the day something like this always happened.

Its not like me and Yoongi saw eachother everyday, we rarely saw eachother because we both were workaholics, we adored our jobs and would work our asses off everyday to satisfy ourselves.

Maybe we weren't a match made in heaven. We had our fair share of fights mostly because we couldn't meet all the time and suspicions just came about naturally. It was inevitable... but everytime we would make up in the most heart-warming way possible. He would kiss away my insecurities with all those sweet words that he would whisper into my ear.

It could have just been a act, a lie... no-ones there to tell me whether he is not seeing another woman because he is way too lonely to wait for me... but even so I chose to be deceived... I chose this... I chose to be with him... because I loved him... I loved him so fucking much and that was all that counted...

Even if at this point it was one-sided... if he still at least acted like he loves me its enough... even if I was just living in the moment it didn't matter... because again I was smitten with him.

Everyday I lived in suspicion with that heart-wrenching feel of agony and self-remorse... why was I doing this to myself? Why couldn't I confront him? Why should I just act as if none of this was bothering me? Him being distant... him acting like I wasn't around... him ignoring me and purposely lying to avoid me.

Flashback

Yoongi is late... I wonder if practice took longer than expected...

I took my phone out and texted him.

"Baby, are you coming home late tonight?"

After around 10 minutes I finally got an answer... to think that it didn't take him 10 seconds to reply to me before...

"Practice is running late again. Imma sleep at the dorm."

Oh... again...

"I understand. I love you."

...

No reply... where did the 'sweet dream's and 'I love you's go?

After around another 10 minutes I heard my phone ringing. I quickly picked it up hoping is Yoongi but when I saw the caller ID my excitement instantly went away.

I picked up the call.

"Hey Jungkookie whats up?" I tried to say in the most cheerful way possible.

"Noona can you pass the phone to Yoongi hyung? I have to tell him something but he doesn't pick up his phone."

My heart sank to my stomach.

"Jungkookah... is Yoongi not there with you all?"

"No... Noona he hasn't been the whole day... Namjoon hyung received a text from him saying he was sick and that he decided to stay home today... is it not so?"

Tears escaped my eyes and that unbearable pain was increasing in my chest...

I choked back a sob.

"Yeah haha of course he was. He went out just now so I thought he came by the dorm but I guess not." I lied.

"Noona..."

"I will be sure to tell him as soon as he comes back alright?"

"Yeah... thanks Noona. Love you."

"Love you too Nochu."

As soon as Jungkook hanged up I just buried my face in my pillow and cried my heart out... why? Why was he doing this to me? What did he get by doing this... why did he like hurting me so much... why...

End of Flashback

I heard the words 'I love you' more from the rest of bangtan in our casual conversation than I've ever heard from my boyfriend... it was so sad... it was ridiculous... it was ridiculously painful to the point I wanted to laugh at myself... for being so fucking pathetic...

As I was lost in my depressing thoughts I didn't notice the fact I was staring blankly at the cloudy grey sky... it felt like the sky represented what I was feeling deep down... miserable... totally and hopelessly miserable.

I hadn't notice until a bit later that the rain had actually stopped. I picked up my bag and started to walk my way to our shared apartment... more like my miserable lonely hideout... I was the only one who lived in it anyways... sometimes I was even left to pay the entire rent on my own... that was how pathetic I had come to be...

Whenever the both of us didn't have work or came home earlier, which by the way happened like once in a blue moon, I always looked forward to it eventhough I know that it would always be the same and we would be just ignoring eachother staying in the same house but just the presence of him made me feel at ease... somehow only his presence made me feel loved... can someone even be this fucking stupid? Why do I keep holding on... why...

I stood before the front door and let out a huge sigh. With my heart in my throat I slowly put the keys in the key hole before turning it. I always had that heavy feeling in my heart that one day... when I open this door I would find Yoongi together with another woman... it never had happened I admit but... it only never happened yet...

Our relationship was nothing to him... and it was slowly starting to fade away completely... I was the only one who was holding on... he... he had let go of this relationship way before than I can even remember... he had stop trying... he had stop trying to fix this relationship... he didn't care anymore... about me, about us...

He had already fallen out of love with me... and I couldn't do anything about it...

I sometimes even wonder if he had even loved me at all... because no matter how much I try to think back... it was only and just me who tried in this relationship, and to realize that hurts immensely.

I'm probably sure he was just waiting for me to end things with him... to finally let him go... he wouldn't even blink twice to agree if I said 'Let's break up'...

I should let go of him... eventhough it will hurt like crazy... I had to... if I love him I had to let him go... and if he loves me... he would come back...

I opened the door and walked in. I closed the door behind me. I noticed Yoongi sitting on the couch watching TV shirtless with his favourite dark blue sweatpants on.

After all this time and after all of what he had done to me, I still found him so damn attractive... I am so desperately in love...

He was alone. I let out a huge sigh of relief.

I guess he noticed my presence but again he didn't say anything and kept his eyes glued to the TV screen... when did we start to drift apart? And why didn't I notice it until it was this obvious?

I dragged myself to the kitchen and placed the grocery bag of what I picked up on my way home, on the kitchen counter.

I sigh again... I brought the ingredients to make Yoongi's favourite dish... would he like it...

I still can remember the day he came back from his tour in Thailand and said to me so excitedly that he fell in love with the Mango Rice he ate there.

He was so cute... how his eyes would sparkle as he hugged me and told me how much he loved it... how I tried my best to recreate the dish by pulling all nighters on finding the perfect recipe and nearly burned myself to death trying to cook it. Somehow I managed to come up with a decent recreation of the dish and Yoongi loved it. That night we had dinner together, on one of the rare occasions where we both didn't work till late. He loved it and was so happy. That night he kissed me... sweetly and passionately... he kissed the burns and bruises on my knuckles formed because of the countless fails of trying to cook the dish. That night he made love to me... whispering sweet nothings as he claimed each part of my body his with his sensual touches and loving kisses.

A tear escaped my eye and down my cheek without me knowing. How I missed those times...

"You cry a lot these days..." I heard a deep voice say.

My head snapped up. Yoongi was standing there leaning sideways to the wall while staring at me.

And who's fault do you think it was you jerk...

"It's just that I am kinda stressed because of work." I lied and I don't exactly understand why I did because he wouldn't have cared anyways.

He sighed exasperatedly. "You used to be a way better liar. You know that?" he said nonchalantly walking to the fridge and taking out a water bottle before opening it and gulping some of it down.

"Don't you have anywhere to go today?"

"Why? Isn't it the day we spend together today?" he asked evidently surprised.

"Well if you're going to stay here and ignore me like every other day you might as well leave and get something useful done."

I could see a quick rush of hurt in his face which he quickly brushed off. He then sighed and put the water bottle down on the table. He looked at me with an unreadable expression.

"I am not ignoring you right now am I?" he said while coming near me.

I tried to back away from him to only have my back hit the kitchen counter. He placed his hand on the kitchen counter at either side of me, trapping me between his arms.

"W-What do you want?" I said blushing. What was up with him today... why was he being so physical?

"What do you think I want?" He smirked while leaning on to my face.

"Yoon-"

He cut me off by crashing his lips on to mine. He was kissing me... oh my god... how long was it since he did this? I was melting... I kissed back. The kiss was so possessive and desperate as if he was pleading for something...

As he pulled away. "Stay with me forever. Will ya?"

"Y-Yoongi..."

I saw him put his hand into the pocket of his sweatpants and pull out a box.

"It took me a while but... I did it finally." he smiled. That fluffy, gummy bear smile that I had missed so fucking much...

"Did what..."

"A lot of things..." he stared deeply into my eyes as he placed his hand on my cheek and slowly caressed it with his thumb. "I brought a new house... a house. Not a shitty apartment like this... where is way spacious and colourful. I payed off all the debts we had from us moving here. I gave my parents their share of money and... I finally saved up enough for this..." he said looking at the box he had in his hands.

He knelt down before me and opened the box.

"Lou will you marry me?"

My heart clenched painfully and tears started to fall like rivers. As the realization slowly began to hit me that he never ever cheated on me but all I did was accuse him of that in my head... to think that he was working so hard doing who knows how many jobs to save up so much...

"Yes."

He stood up and slid the ring onto my finger. He hugged me tightly as I cried onto his chest, he slowly caressed my hair.

"Baby... I know I hurt you so much this past few months... I know and I would never forgive myself for being such a bastard but... if I had told you that I was working more than 5 jobs a day you would have never let me do it... so I kept it a secret... I made you think I didn't care or love you anymore but thats not true... I love you so fucking much... I would not be able to live without you... I am seriously smitten... you got me bad here... never leave me ok?"

I immediately broke away from the hug. "5 JOBS!??? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS MIN YOONGI!?"

He laughed. "See. I told you."

Only now I noticed the amount of weight he had loss... the bags under his eyes and how exhausted he looked...

"Baby... look at you... can you tell how I shouldn't get worried?" I said taking his hand into mine.

"It's all fine now. It's over. Everything. Now I can finally focus only on bangtan and I will be only doing that."

He leaned closer to me and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"And now I finally can focus only on you too..." he said staring at me with lust filled eyes.

He then brushed his lips on mine. This time he pushed me more onto the kitchen counter as he leaned on to my body pressing his on mine. He left my lips and trailed butterfly kisses down from my neck to my collarbones.

A soft moan escaped my lips which made him smirk.

"Baby... wanna take this to the bedroom?"

I hope we can stay happy like this forever...

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