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my request is: 19. "did you just call me 'dude'?" with bts jimin, please & thank you :)

prompt: “did you just call me ‘dude’?”

genre/trope: fluff, humor/ idol!au

warnings: none

pairing: park jimin x reader

word count: 741

“we’re about to start the game, are you coming, y/n?” you hear namjoon’s voice call for you as you finish changing. you called the boys over for a game night at your place so that they could relax after the past few tiring months of packed schedules. “yep, give me a minute!” the conversation happening just outside your room, where all the boys are seated, is focused on jimin. “are you going to confess to y/n tonight?” jimin nods sheepishly. “I’m nervous, but it’s taken me forever to build up the courage. I hope everything goes okay.” yoongi reassures him, “you’ll be okay, don’t worry. I know y/n likes you back, so there’s no way you’ll be turned down.” just then, the door to your room opens, and you come out in your pajamas and glasses sitting on the bridge of your nose. “alright, let’s play Jenga!” 

you were divided into teams of two: you, hoseok, jimin and jungkook were on one team, and seokjin, yoongi, namjoon, and taehyung were on the other team. “shut up, I need complete silence,” seokjin breathily said as he slowly pushed a block out towards him and very gently placed it to the top of the tower. now it was your turn, and up until now, you’d been doing well. unlike seokjin, you didn’t want complete silence so you’d asked everyone to make as much noise as they wanted to during your turn. “wow, y/n, you are one weirdo. when everyone needs the room to be pin-drop silent to play the game, you want us to treat this place like it’s a damn coffee shop!” taehyung exclaimed and you smiled. “don’t call y/n weird, it’s cute,” jimin mumbled the last part but sure enough, you heard it. at that moment, your hand fumbled and everyone watched in horror as the tower wiggled and fell. the sound of blocks toppling over caused you guys to quiet down. you felt your ears go hot, and you quickly stood up. “I’m uh, just gonna go grab something to drink real quick,” and you went into the kitchen fast. did jimin just call you cute?

jimin stared back at the boys, the color from his face drained. “what are you doing sitting here? go follow y/n!” jungkook told the older boy and nodded quickly before following suit. “are you okay, y/n?” you were startled by the voice but when you looked over, you saw jimin standing, waiting for a response. “hey, yeah, everything’s okay, dude.” jimin’s jaw dropped. “did you just call me ‘dude’?” you grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and nervously sipped it before speaking, “yeah, is that a bad thing?” jimin’s nose scrunched in dissent. “yeah, because you essentially bro-zoned me, which is not what I wanted to happen. especially not tonight.” now it’s your turn for your jaw to drop. you raise your eyebrows, “oh? does it have anything to do with you calling me cute?” jimin bit his lip nervously and nodded. “I was going to confess to you tonight, but you calling me ‘dude’ threw me off!” you feel a smile slowly growing on your face and you laugh. “you idiot, there’s still time! you can still confess to me!” jimin looked up at you, a bright glint in his eyes. “really?” you nod, setting the bottle down and coming closer to him.

he inhales deeply, “y/n, you are one of the people that I care deeply about. I think about you all the time and you’ve become my motivation and strength behind all my performances. in short, I like you a lot.” your gaze softened at the heartfelt words that left jimin’s mouth and you wrap your arms around his shoulders in a hug. his arms instinctively fall to grip your waist as he hugs you back and you feel his heart thumping in his chest. “I like you too, jimin.” he sighs in relief and pulls away to look you in the eyes. “will you go out with me?” you let go of him and grab his hands, intertwining your fingers. “yes, jimin, I’d love that.” you two continue to stare at each other until you both flinch when you hear taehyung yell, “alright, you two, let’s continue the games please!” and you laugh, holding jimin’s hand as he leads the two of you back to the rest of your friends.

a/n: I had the BIGGEST writer’s block these past few days, so I hope you liked it! <3

he’s so precious ♡

Yeah I was embarrassing when I was 15 who isn’t. Was also Embarrassing at 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. Last week. Yesterday

I’ve just had Neville’s Waltz stuck in my head all day and this is fabulously written for it 😭

brushing of noses

pairing: neville longbottom x fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns)

request: Hello! I'd love to order from you, Neville x female reader. Reader is Snape's goddaughter, reader's parents trust Snape a lot so they made him reader's godfather and he can watch her almost ALL the time at school. Reader and Neville become boyfriend and girlfriend (THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH), you know, reader is extremely affectionate with Neville even in public, hugging him, wanting to kiss him every so often and although it's nice to have his bubble of love, it also gives Neville some fear since he feels Snape's murderous gaze on himself every time his girlfriend wants to express her love xD Snape would be like a jealous father and Neville the son-in-law afraid that Snape would poison him

warnings: yule ball is in fifth year instead of fourth, snape being snape

note: i've been WAITING for someone to send me a neville request, he deserves all the love in the world <3

your parents trusted your uncle severus a whole lot, and part of you believed most of that trust stemmed from the fact that he works at hogwarts and is able to keep a watchful eye on you.

they, as in your parents, have never denied your suspicions, but simply respond with, "uncle severus has shown how much he cares for you, and being a professor at your school is just a bonus."

oh, it was indeed a bonus. but at times it was as if you were suffocating.

you loved neville longbottom more than anything in the world, and him, you.

ever since that god-awful professor gilderoy lockhart had unleashed pixies into the classroom and strung neville high up into the air, questioning, "why me?" neville genuinely believed that he was never going to get a break. however, that changed once he heard the incantation, "wingardian leviosa!" and he felt his body being lifted until he hit the floor.

your second-year self had rushed over to him, asking if he was alright after the fiasco. he looked up at you, eyes wide in admiration while nodding his head, "t-thank you, y/n!"

you had smiled brightly, "of course neville! now, let's give those pixies a piece of our minds, yeah?"

from then on, you and neville were two peas in a pod. he knew of you and your family, yet was never one to judge too quickly. sure, your family had power in the wizarding world, but he never heard of any ties to you-know-who or even the malfoys. maybe you were good.

and that you were.

as time went on, well into your third year, neville had learned that you were genuinely the nicest, sweetest person he had ever known. he knew you like all of his plants, and had even named one of his mallowsweet leaves after you. you had patience for him, were willing to hear him talk about herbology or his parents, or how much gran upset him whenever she said that he would never live up to their family's expectations.

as your friendship evolved, you had eventually told neville of snape's relation to you in your third year, calling him "uncle sev" as neville looked at you as though you had three heads. you wanted neville to know that professor snape just wanted to look after you, and if snape was ever mean to him, you would talk to him.

by fourth year, it was evident that you and neville longbottom were best friends - and uncle severus was not a fan. his rude comments toward neville seemed to intensify and though he wanted to say something to you, he was not one to step into family business. he had never told you about what your uncle would say, but just the glares that he would get from snape if he were around you was enough to shut his mouth.

then, by merlin, on the train to hogwarts in the beginning of your fifth year, neville had asked you to be his girlfriend. while he was unbelievably nervous because he did not want to face snape's wrath, you held his hands in a hidden corridor of the express and he calmed almost immediately. your eyes had lit up and allowed neville to hold your face between his hands, your noses lightly brushing. you had considered that your first kiss.

neville loved you with his whole heart, but sometimes he thought that you actually wanted him killed by professor snape.

you loved showing neville attention, whether it be holding his hand when walking to class, kissing his cheek at breakfast, rubbing noses in the transfiguration courtyard, or, at this present moment, kissing under the starry night of the great hall during the yule ball.

neville had asked you weeks ago when you cuddled in his bed, poster curtains giving you both privacy as he gently ran his fingers over your back. your head was on his chest as his head laid atop of yours, pressing his lips into your hair ever so gently.

"petal," he began, "i know this is probably a given, but would you like to go to the yule ball with me?"

you lifted your head, an adoring smile on your face as you lifted a hand to his cheek, "of course, handsome. i would love to."

neville blushed and pulled you closer, his free hand catching your cheek as you both leaned in, lips meeting in a soft kiss. with a rub of your noses as you both pulled away, you gave a soft laugh, "I'm going to blow your socks off, longbottom."

neville brushed some hair out of your eyes, "you do everyday, petal."

you were right, of course. your dress had simply blown neville away and he was rendered speechless when you had walked down the stairs. you met your boyfriend at the bottom of the staircase, "where are your socks?"

neville chuckled, dipping his head as he grabbed your hand, "off somewhere in the world, i suppose, dove. I'm not sure that I'm ready to show you off to the school, you uncle especially."

you blushed, brushing your nose with his, "I'm only focused on you, nev. plus, my uncle can shove it tonight. now c'mon, i wanna dance with you."

the ball was spectacular, and it was an experience to be within a huge group of students dancing together as music played beautifully in the background. however, through the night, a slow dance was needed, and though neville hadn't seen your uncle severus yet, he was still nervous to put his hands on your waist.

you had looked up at him, settling his nerves immediately. with a small smile, you wrapped both arms around his neck, "just me and you, handsome."

he grasped onto your waist, breathing a bit steadier, "just us, petal." neville leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss as you sighed, relaxing into him. he had that effect on you, calming you and just allowing you to feel him.

he pulled away, admiration clear in his eyes, "i love you, flower. with all my being."

tears found themselves at your waterline as you smiled at him, holding his cheek in your hand, "and i love you, nev. more than you could ever know."

soon enough, the song ended and you had excused yourself to the bathroom, kissing neville's cheek before you left. he watched you go from one of the pillars, eyes following your figure as far as he could just to see you.

that was until one professor severus snape stepped into his view.

neville let out a yelp, taking a step back and meeting the cold stone of the pillar. severus towered over him and his eyes were the most unkind he had ever seen.

"pr-professor snape, didn't see you there! enjoying the ball?" neville asked, voice full of nerves as he prepared himself for his untimely death.

snape almost growled at neville as he whimpered, "don't play coy with me, longbottom. who do you think you are, kissing my goddaughter like that? did you poison her with amortentia? I'll have you found out, longbottom, and torture you until you are deemed worthy of mercy."

neville stopped shaking, his fear turning into...anger? he furrowed his brows, "amortentia, sir? you really think i would do that to someone as, as beautiful, as kind, as loving as y/n? no, sir, respectfully, you have it all wrong."

snape glared, "watch your words, longbottom."

"no, sir - i think you better watch yours," neville began, "i love your goddaughter, and i am doing everything in my power to keep her safe, to protect her from this world, and she has shown me what it is like to love so strongly, that it hurts. she is my world, professor snape, and while i am deathly afraid of you, she is worth it. so, in the words of my girlfriend, shove it."

both men hadn't realized it, but you were back from the bathroom, directly behind your uncle as neville had confessed everything to snape. your breath hitched, and snape turned around, eyes meeting yours as a smile appeared on your face. snape glanced at neville, the tiniest hint of a smirk on his face, before he turned and kissed your forehead. then, he was off.

you immediately pranced onto neville, kissing him with all the love you could muster. your heart was full, as was his, and neville couldn't stop his heart from beating so fast. neville pulled away, letting you breathe as you laid your hands on his chest.

you played with the buttons on his suit, "he wasn't too mean, was he?"

neville shook his head, "nothing i couldn't handle, flower. all for you."

with a small nod, you looked at neville, "just give him time, you'll grow on him. with the way you put him in his place, seems like you've already proven yourself. not that you need to, nev, uncle sev is just-"

neville rubbed his nose with yours, "i know what you meant, petal. i just hope i didn't overstep and he poisons me tomorrow morning."

you giggled, "oh, my love. you did exactly what he wanted you to do."

neville cupped your cheek, "you're my world, petal. you know that?"

with a smile, you leaned into his hand, "and you're mine, nev. forever and always."

[1:44 PM] You stare at your ex-boyfriend from across the cafe you were in. You usually spent half of your time at this cafe, and you haven’t seen Baekhyun ever since the break up. You admire him as he laughs at something that had appeared on his phone, but what got you interested was the two white mugs in front of him. 

As you were about to go up to him, a beautiful lady walks into the cafe and takes a seat right in front of Baekhyun. You watch him smile as she starts talking and he grabs her hands, his eyes filled with so much love as she laughs at a joke he just made. You watch them and feel your heart break a little. No, a lot. Maybe you weren’t over him like you had thought you were? 

You wish you were her that caused him to smile like that. You were that girl that he said, “I love you,” to everyday. When did it go so wrong?

Once you walked out of the cafe, he was staring at you the entire time. Yes, he did notice you and yes, the girl in front him was very beautiful, but not as beautiful as you were. To be honest, he wasn’t even listening to the lady in front of him. The causes of his smiles? He was thinking of you and your memories together. You left the cafe and he felt so, empty? Was that the word? Broken perhaps?

“Excuse me, but I don’t think this relationship, or whatever this is won’t work. I think you are very kind and sweet, but I-I’m still in love with someone else,” he quickly apologizes and runs off to find you, leaving the heart broken girl there. He ran as fast as he could to find you, to make you his again.

hii! can i request 18-20 +nct haechan? thank youu

a/n: I wasn't sure if you wanted 18 and 20 only, or 18,19, and 20... so I did the latter, lol. I hope you like it!

prompts: "you're too cute" + "did you just call me 'dude'?" + "get your butt over here and kiss me"

genre/trope: fluff, humor/ established relationship!au

warnings: a little bit of swearing

pairing: lee haechan x reader

word count: 517

moving was always a pain; it doesn’t matter how many times in your life you’ve had to experience it, the process was never easier. thankfully, this time you weren’t moving alone. “that’s the last one, I am fucking exhausted,” your boyfriend, donghyuck huffs as he sets the cardboard box on the ground before bellyflopping onto the couch, the only piece of furniture in its rightful spot. you patted the back of his leg, and he moved over, to allow you to sit next to him. you looked down at him endearingly and used your hand to run your fingers through his locks. “you’ve done well today, babe! thanks for helping me out!” he looked up at you and puckered his lips, to which you laughed and bent down to peck him. “now, how’s dinner sound? it’s on me!” donghyuck gets up, and you shake your head. “no, I’ll get it! you’ve spent the entire day helping me move boxes, donghyuck, the least I could do is get us dinner.” “y/n, I would be a terrible boyfriend if I let you pay. let me take care of it, you can get us next time!” he stood up and picked up his phone to look for delivery places nearby.

“dude! you said that last time! I’ll take care of it, let me pay, please?” donghyuck froze and looked up at you from his phone. “did you just call me ‘dude’?” you blinked, confused. “yeah, I guess it slipped out.” donghyuck pouted and dragged his feet to the kitchen, huffing. 

you giggled, “what, you don’t like it?” “no, y/n, I don’t like it when you call me ‘dude’. it sounds so weird coming from you.” you stood up from the couch and turned towards him, “sorry, babe! I won’t call you ‘dude’ anymore,” you tell him but you can’t stop the chuckle that follows your sentence, and donghyuck turns to you, “y/n! you’re laughing at me! it’s not weird, most guys don’t like it when their girlfriends call them that!” “I can’t help it! you’re too cute! I’m not making fun, I promise!” the pout on donghyuck’s mouth shrunk and he smiled a little at seeing you relax a little; the moving process must’ve been stressful for you if it’s the first time he’s seen you loosen up all day. “alright, I believe you. make it up to me and get your butt over here and kiss me.” you coo at your boyfriend as he lifts his arms open, inviting you in an embrace. you beeline quickly to him and wrap your arms around his torso, and lean up to place a gentle kiss on his lips. he kisses back, trying to add more fervor to the kiss when you were interrupted by a grumbling stomach. you pulled away and he groaned. “donghyuck, why don’t we get some food in your system first? I’m starving, too.” he nodded and pressed his lips against your forehead, and pulled your body closer to his. “I’ll order in a minute, let’s just stay like this for a little bit longer.”