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Intro

You can call me Matt, or Nate😎! I'm 15 bro, don't be creepy.

He/They/She Pronouns please and I am aroace, bigenderfluid, and t4t queerplatonic. I'm currently into Scream, FRIENDS, Hazbin Hotel, 9-1-1, Fnaf The Musical, Markiplier's egos, In Space With Markiplier Part 1 & Part 2, Sander Sides & Marvel[STUCKY SHIPPERS UNITE]!

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Don't vent to me unless I know you and you ask me first, it makes me uncomfortable and I'm not a therapist. You are always welcome to request fanart/fanfics!

Funfacts about me~ I'm apart of the agere and kin community. I like stuffed animals and my favorite animals are bunnies. I'm a very emotional person and I tend to let people take advantage of my kindness, but I'm currently working on that!

Another fanfic idea and suprise, if involves wars again: so I thought, what if for every new Link, the heros get to sit back and watch their journey, so most of the chain know each others stories because they've either seen them, or heard about them from the older heros. That is except Wars, because his game isn't technically canon, so he knows about their adventures, but nobody has any idea about his because none of the heroes got to see it. So like one day he just mentions something that happened during HW, and everyone's so confused. Like cool or wha?

i will literally pay someone to write fluffy poe x reader fanfiction

sigh.

hi! 23 with jungkook pls! make it angsty with a fluffy ending pls LOL thank u <3

Fucking Scrabble

pairing ↠ jungkook x reader

genre ↠ angst, fluff

word count ↠ 1.9k

warnings ↠ language

A/N  ↠ So, here it is, anon (: MY FIRST REQUEST EVER HEHE I'm happy, but I hope this doesn't suckkkk. I hope you enjoy reading this one lol

It was supposed to be a perfect night. And it would have been a perfect night at your sister’s if it wasn’t for your boyfriend. Stupid Jungkook and his competitiveness. You’re to blame too, since you knew this could happen, no, scratch that, you knew this would happen if they decided to play anything. You know he gets too involved with these silly games and can’t stand losing. Not very different from your dad and your brother in law.

Men, right?

Today had to be perfect. You were finally introducing Jungkook to your family, something he’s been insisting on for a few weeks now. You two have been together for eight months altogether, you weren’t exactly ready to take that step yet, but he wanted to, so you two talked a lot about your future plans and you realized you couldn’t see a future for yourself without him in it. So you agreed on introducing him to them. It made sense, you two make sense, so it was only natural. You tried to plan the whole night, what topics were more adequate for Jungkook to discuss with your father, what to talk about with your mom and your sister, how he was supposed to dress, the perfectly thought out presents he was supposed to give them. It had to be perfect.

Why? Your sister is kind of perfect. And even though everyone in your family denies it, you have lived under her shadow your entire life. It wasn’t on purpose, you guess, she is just naturally good at everything she does and the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. She has played the piano since she was 7 years old, she’s a great ballet dancer, she speaks four languages, she landed modeling jobs when she was a teenager, but decided to give up on a modeling career, because she prefered studying to be a doctor.

How could you ever compete with that? Everything you’ve accomplished so far wasn’t even close to your sister’s accomplishments as a teenager. This is why you went abroad to study, thanks to the hard work you put into studying for college entrance exams. You not just wanted to be away from your family, you needed to.

And you’re glad you’ve done so, because those years away were everything you’ve always dreamed life could be. You’ve met new people, you’ve made new friends, you’ve become a fluent speaker of a second language, you’ve laughed, you’ve cried. You had the chance to live your own life and not be compared to your sister. You learned how to be yourself. But when you graduated, your family insisted on you returnt and although you’ve had the time to work on your own sense of identity away from your family, returning to Korea was still a little complicated. You were scared.

Right after you returned, you met Jungkook. At a bar, a detail you had to hide from your parents so you’d give them a good impression about your boyfriend. With Jungkook everything was pretty natural. You two met, felt instantly attracted to each other, had your first night, went on dates, couldn’t stay away from each other and decided to take each other seriously. It was so natural, so organic, so in sync that you didn’t even have the chance to second guess.

Did he have flaws? Yes, a few. Could you live with them? Most of them, so far, yes. But the fact that he is easily baited by a challenge annoys the shit out of you. When he’s with his friends, it’s his own shit to deal with, since they also were very competitive. But you told him to control himself in front of your family. You not only told him, you begged. Twice. But it fell on deaf ears, of course, and you had to witness him losing his temper with both your dad and your brother in law while playing Scrabble.

Fucking Scrabble.

They started making fun of your boyfriend’s spelling abilities and he took the bait. He lost his temper and everything was a total embarrassment after that. Even though your brother in law and your dad seemed to be having the time of their lives, your sister and mom started to make faces and you wanted to bury your head in the sand, because you knew damn well what usually comes after that. Thanks to your cat, Misun, you were able to make up a convincing excuse and leave.

Jungkook knew you were pissed, so he hadn’t really said anything so far. He tried to turn on the radio and you stopped him. You wanted the tension in the air, you wanted him to know you’re one step away from biting his head off. This would probably be your first major fight and you’re taking it very seriously. Even though it feels like he isn’t, he’s driving home unbothered. Which only made you even more livid.

“Babe, since it’s a ninety minute drive back to Seoul… What do you think about stopping at the O’Shake before we go home?” He asks, taking you in. “I’ll be hungry by then and I don’t feel like cooking”.

Of course you don’t answer. You are pissed out of your mind and this guy’s thinking about fucking milkshakes?

“Ok, I think that’s a no go, then”, he laughs softly and awkwardly. “But won’t you get hungry, babe? I will, you know me. You don’t mind if I stop to grab a bite somewhere, do you? It’s still kinda early and if you feel like it we could go for a walk too”.

You look at the time in the car dashboard. 9:42 pm. You shrug, but you’re not sure if he sees it.

“Babe, did you hear me?” He insists, with a soft voice.

You nod, but this time, you feel his gaze on you.

“So, do you mind?” He tries again, with the same soft tone.

You shrug again, nonchalantly. And Jungkook sighs.

"Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment?"

You look at him and shrug once again, slowly, with a challenging expression this time around.

“Babe, I know I promised I wouldn't-”

“That’s it!” You interrupt him. “You promised me you wouldn't do that… but you fucking did it anyway. My god! It feels like you don’t give a shit about my feelings!”

“I’m sorry, ok?”

“I don’t want your apology, Jungkook”, you huff.

“But I want to apologize anyway, babe”.

“But I don’t want you to”, you cut him off.

He sighs. You take your eyes off the road in front of you and look at him, he’s fidgeting in his seat, you see he wants to say something.

“What?” You ask dryly.

“I was wondering”, he cuts himself off. “Nevermind”.

“Oh, no, you’re not doing this”.

“You’ll get mad if I say it”.

“I’m already mad”, you commented.

“If you insist-”

“Yes, I insist”.

“Ok… Doesn’t it cross your mind that, you know, maybe, you’re overreacting?” He runs one of his hands through his hair, looking at the road.

You gawk. How fucking dared he? You feel your blood boiling in your veins.

“Overreacting?” You fumed. “I’ve told you, probably a billion times, how important it was for me to introduce a boyfriend to my family. It was a big deal for me and you knew it!”

“Oh, love, come on! It wasn’t that bad, your father and Namjoon even invited me to play again with them on our next visit”.

“Our next visit? Jungkook, there won’t be any next visits!”

“What do you mean there won’t be any next visits?” He gawks, you see he was starting to get annoyed too. “Are-Are you breaking up with me over a fucking harmless discussion about Scrabbles?!”

“Uh-no”, affirmed you.

“Then, how can you say something like that? You’re my girlfriend, they’re part of my life now, your family is my family too”.

“I’m not allowing you near my family again”, you cross your arms in front of your chest.

You see he’s holding the wheel in his hands more strongly, as you observe the tip of his fingers getting whiter. He’s speeding up too, causing you to shift in your seat.

“Y/n, that’s ridiculous!” He looks at you again… hurted? “I’m your boyfriend! You can’t push me away from your life like this”.

“Are you saying I’m ridiculous now?”

“Of course not! Stop twisting my words, Y/n!” He breathes, shifting in his own seat now. He breathes heavily again and continues in a softer tone. “Why are you picking a fight, babe?”

“I’m not picking a fight, Jeon Jungkook. I’m just voicing my discontempt… I told you this was a big deal for me, you know how hard it is for me to deal with my family’s expectations and all the shit that comes with it. Do I really need to elaborate on why I’m hurt?” Your voice cracks at the end and you try to stop the tears that are insisting on filling your eyes.

“Oh, baby, don’t cry… I’m really, really sorry”, he reaches for your hand, but you pull it away. “I’m so stupid! Don’t do this, don’t be distant. I love you so much, I didn’t realize it affected you that much, I’m sorry. Please, let me make it up to you”.

He extends his hand once more to you. He’s looking at the road again and you take your time taking him in. His strong figure lit by the street lights, his anxious expression. His hand, patiently waiting for your decision whether to take it or not.

You know him. You know he didn’t mean to hurt you. You know he was also super nervous about meeting your family.

You also know that you love the fact that he’s spontaneous, authentic. In fact, it was one of the reasons that had you gravitating towards him. You, who’s always calculated every word that ever came out of your mouth, found yourself attracted to a person that didn’t really ever hide his feelings.

“I’m sincerely very sorry, babe. I didn’t mean to make you angry, I deserve a good old scolding, just don’t ignore me”, he appeals, still waiting for you to hold his hand. “Let me make it up to you, how does that sound?”

You can’t help it, he sounds sincere. You take his hand and the instant they touch, he holds yours like he was never letting go of it again, intertwining your fingers with his.

“I’m not forgiving you just yet, Kook. But I’ll allow you to make it up to me…” You declare.

He kisses your knuckles and smiles, one of those heartfelt smiles of his, one of those in which he scrunches his nose and looks like the most precious thing in the world. He’s the most precious thing in the world to you. He’s been proving that to you since day one.

“Ok, babe, how about I start by… Well, there are many, many things I wanna do to you right now”, his gaze darkens, lingering on you. “I might as well hurry, while you’re still mildly angry with me, you know? I love it when you’re angry”.

“Well, if you want to speed up, be my guest. I thought it was a good idea not to wear panties tonight… Maybe it really was”, you declare with a knowing smirk.

You see the corner of his mouth lifting in a similar smirk to yours.

“Good girl”, he bites your pointer finger lightly. “That’s my good fucking girl”.

Hello! Can I request JK w/ 16. I was thinking along the lines of a fluffy drabble where both OC & JK have feelings for each other and one of them ends up confessing. But I actually don’t mind where you take this. I’m looking forward to seeing more writings from you! ☺️

If not for a cigarette

pairing ↠ jungkook x reader

genre ↠ (is this fluff??? idk, but i guess) fluff

word count ↠ 1.7k

warnings ↠ mentions of sex, language (if these themes aren't appropriate for your age, do not read it)

A/N  ↠ sooooo, this is it, anon (: I hope you enjoy reading this one, I had a lot of fun writing it!! I ended up actually LIKING the result and I liked the vibe between the OC and JK here, if you guys enjoy it, maybe I'll continue writing about these two ~ thank you for requesting and I hope you have fun !! lemme know what you think ·｡^‿^｡ ·

“Are you fucking deaf, Y/n-ssi?! I told you I needed this shit ready by noon! Do you have a problem with punctuality?” You shut your eyes close, as your boss yells at you.

“You asked for over ten changes in the original project, Sajangnim, I didn’t have enough time finish-”

“You’re lucky this meeting was postponed, I hope the final project is in my email inbox by the end of the next hour”, he hisses as he interrupts you.

You nod, then lower your head in sign of respect. You hated this fucking man with every fiber of your being, but unfortunately, you had to pay him respects, since you needed this goddamn salary.

As soon as your boss leaves, your eyes find Jungkook’s, your colleague. You roll your eyes and he laughs silently, scrunching his nose, in the most endearing way, as he always does. He was the closest person to you in this goddamn advertising agency, the two of you bonded in between cigarette breaks over the last year. He told you he was really glad you were hired, because before that, he was the target of Cho Sangkyun-nim’s nagging.

“Cigarette break?” He mouths and you nod.

You walk towards the back door, that leads to a place where basically only smokers go. There wasn’t anything there, except for a bench and a tree. From the outside, it may not look as cozy as it is for you, but this place really became your safe space. Yours and Jungkook’s. The happiest memories you have since you started working at this agency were made exactly in this place.

You sit on the bench and light up your cigarette, taking a deep drag on it, closing your eyes and feeling the soft breeze of the spring afternoon. You can almost say you’ve forgotten about your boss’ scolding.

“Started off without me, huh?” Jungkook’s voice calls your attention as he walks towards you, sitting by your side.

You shrug and offer him one of your minty cigarettes and you know he’ll complain, because he prefers the regular ones. He usually runs out of his own in the middle of the night and never buys his pack in the morning, so he’s usually stuck with your minty ones during business hours.

“When will you become an adult and stop with these minty cancer sticks? You know they are just as bad as the regular ones, if not worse!” He grimaces, placing the cigarette between his lips.

You offer him your lighter and he just leans forward, so you could light his cancer stick, as he likes to call them. You can’t help but stare at his lips, as red and as inviting as ever. My god, that was so inappropriate, we’re almost friends.

“Well, Jungkook-ssi, you can always buy your own, y’know?” You jokingly state it, cocking one of your brows challengingly.

“Ohh, just cause Cho sajangnim treated you kindly earlier today, it doesn’t mean you have to take it out on me, ok?” He squints and takes another pull on the cigarette. “By the way, are you ok?”

“Sorry, I’m getting so used to that man yelling at me, that I think my natural response is to be rude with other people. That fucking pig!” You whisper shout the last part, in case anyone was passing by the back door, you didn’t want to be heard and Jungkook leaned in. “Do you know what he did to me? He sent me that fucking project yesterday at eleven pm. I got here today and started to do that shit right away, then he spent the entire morning sending me emails asking me to change so many things in the original design, it was humanly impossible to finish that shit on time. Ughhhh! Sorry, JK, I’m through with my TED talk, I just needed to vent out”

You run your free hand through your hair, not really for any particular reason, you were just besides yourself. Your boss is a fucking asshole, who constantly harasses you verbally and thinks it’s perfectly ok to treat his employees like shit.

Jungkook looks at you, a smirk hanging loosely on his lips. He takes another pull at his cancer stick and so do you, feeling a little more relaxed due to the nicotine. He is still looking at you in a funny way.

“What?” You ask him, squinting your eyes confusedly.

“Nothing, I- I was just thinking that there’s another way for both of us to relax a little… Healthier than cigarettes”, his smirk grows wider and you instantly remember that one night.

That one night in which both of you had a little too much to drink at the office’s Christmas party and you accidentally woke up in Jungkook’s bed. It took you several weeks to share other cigarette breaks with him after that and every once in a while he decides to get cute and joke about it. And every time he does that, you get flustered as if it was the first time.

“Oh my god, Jungkook! Will you ever drop this? I thought we agreed we’d forget about that…”

“I mean, that is kind of a big part of the problem for me… I don’t remember anything that happened'', he licks his lips, cigarette in between his fingers and you can’t look away. “Don’t you get curious?”

“I mean… I don’t know. I don’t think it’s very appropriate to think about my coworkers like that”, you say, trying to hide yourself behind your hand that held your cigarette, really focusing on not to blushing, because if you did, you’d give everything away and Jungkook would notice how much you do think about him like that.

In fact, since you’ve found out about his sleeve tattoo, that you saw once poking out through his rolled up sleeves, all you can think about is seeing the rest of it.

“Oh, yeah?” He challenges, as if he could see right through your bullshit. “Then, I’m a sick fuck, because I do think about you like that all the fucking time”.

You take an overly nervous pull at your cigarette, breathing out the smoke from your lungs as if doing so would help you. You look away from him, focusing again on the back door that leads back to the building, trying to focus on not jumping his bones right the fuck now.

“Specially when you wear this red lipstick to work and I see your cancer stick end stained with this red shape here”, he points to the lipstick mark stamped on the surface of the cigarette, touching his pointer finger on the back of your hand on its way back. “I can’t stop thinking how it would actually feel having your lips on me”.

You try to stop yourself, but you end up gasping anyway. Where is this coming from? You have no idea. But you like it.

“Are you implying that… You want to kiss me?” You ask him dumbfounded, after much effort to muster an intelligible sentence in your brain.

“Yeah, that too. I want to kiss you”, he laughs hoarsely. “But I also can’t stop thinking about you leaving those red lipstick marks all over my dick”.

“Jungkook, I don’t think it’s appro-”

“You don’t think it’s appropriate. I know. But here’s one thing you don’t know: soon, we won’t be coworkers anymore. I got a new job, so I'll get out of here in three weeks, therefore… It will not be a case of office romance, there’s absolutely nothing inappropriate about it, because I know for a fact you want it too, Cho sajangnim will not have the right to object… It’s the perfect scenario”.

“You got a new job? Ugh, I envy you”, you try. Yes, you’re nervous.

“Yeah, thank you for that, but… What do you say? Can I take you out on a date?” He looks at you with his beautiful dark eyes, blinking innocently, like he was feeling at least a bit nervous too.

“Uh- Sure”, you smile.

You don’t understand, you want to fuck him and kiss his forehead affectionately at the same time. You feel some sort of tingling in the pit of your stomach, but you try your best to play it cool. He’s hands down the most attractive guy that’s ever asked you out, this is certainly something that will boost your self esteem for the next 30 days. But at the same time, you’re kind of nervous too. You two work very well as friends, some sort of partners in crime, but… As fuckbuddies? Well, at least if things don’t work out, he’ll be gone in three weeks.

But deep down, you know you wish they do. Taking another pull, you look at him, waiting for him to say something.

“I gotta tell you, I was a little scared you’d say no…” He gets closer. “What about tonight?”

“So soon?” He nods, getting closer.

“Why not?”, he asks, getting dangerously close to you. So close, that you can feel his minty cigarette breath fanning against your face.

“I don’t know…” You shift on your seat, putting out your cigarette with your shoe. “I thought you’d give me some time to get used to the idea of going on a date with my friend. What if it gets awkward? We’ll have to see each other here everyday until you leave”.

“Y/n… Let’s just get one thing straight, I was never your friend”, he pauses, putting out his own cigarette now. “I had an ulterior motive since day one. It’s gonna be an extension of our cigarette breaks, but looser and I get to actually try my luck with you in the end”.

“Do you promise we won’t get uncomfortable?” You ask, not being able to take your eyes off his lips. You’d be lying if you said you don’t fantasize about the same things he does. “Cause if it gets awkward at some point, Imma go home, I’m not even joking”.

“I promise”, he answers looking you in the eyes, then he drags them down to your lips. “Just promise me one thing, will you?”

“Yeah?”, your voice almost faltering, you’re almost melting with his gaze.

“Promise me you’ll wear this very lipstick tonight”.

“You’re gonna get all marked up if I do”, you replied slowly.

“Please”, he beams.

With that, he gets on his feet, leaving your nervous self sitting on the bench, feeling like a teenage girl and probably looking totally whipped. It’s hard not to, when it comes to Jeon Jungkook.

“We’ve been out here for too long, Cho sajangnim’ll lose it if he notices you’re not at your desk”, he extends his hand to you and you take it. “We’ll leave the rest for tonight”.

Heyy Sweetie, I would love 5 and 2 from your prompt list with Yoongi 💛

Happy accident

pairing ↠ yoongi x reader

genre ↠ smut, fluff

word count ↠ 1.9k

warnings ↠ explicit sex, language (if these themes aren’t appropriate for your age, do not read it)

A/N  ↠ I'm soooo sorry this took me so long ~ I rewrote this at least three times until I was finally SLIGHTLY happy with the result. I don't know if it turned out how you wanted this, but since you didn't really choose a specific genre, I tried not to be too obvious hehe anyways, I do hope you enjoy this one, dear 💜

“Fuck, Y/n, don’t stop”, Yoongi whispers in your ear, his hoarse voice making you even more wet, as you ride him as intensely as your knees allow you to. “You feel so- so fucking good, I wish I could fuck this tight pussy of yours everyday”.

His hands travel up and down on your body, squeezing your asscheek, kneading your boobs, pinching your nipples as you keep on riding Yoongi with the same consuming pace, feeling the tension building inside of you.

“Look how good you take it, babe”, he states in a low whisper, eyes half closed and a smirk on his lips. “It feels like this pussy was made for me”.

Loud moans escape from your gaping lips when you hear that, and your moans are followed by his own. His mouth, that was moments ago whispering sweet nothings in your ear, was now covering your neck with lovebites and descending to your boobs, until his lips met your nipples. Both of you were completely out of breath, sweat covering both of your foreheads, extremely tired, legs almost giving in and yet, you’d wish to be nowhere else in this world, but in his arms.

“I’m close. Fuck”, he manages to say in between his faint moans.

Out of the blue, you feel him placing both of his large hands on your ass, lifting you a little and shifting positions with you. Laying on your back now as you stare at Yoongi’s beautiful dark eyes that titillate at the sight of you, you cup his face with one of your hands.

“You can’t let me have control for long, can you?” You ask him, your own voice as hoarse as his was before, probably due to the moaning.

“Na-ah”, he answers as he starts moving inside of you, with a slow, but deep pace.

It has you crying out his name and a knowing smirk appears on his beautiful lips. You really wish you could resist him, pretend you weren’t affected or completely wrapped around his finger, but it was impossible when he gave it to you this good. He knows your body and he knows exactly how he needs to move and where are all the right spots, you two are just in an insane sync, in which you just know how your partner’s body works. His strokes were controlled and precise and if it wasn't for the way you felt his cock pulsating inside of you, you wouldn't know he’s close too.

“Do you like it when I fuck you this deep, babe?” He manages to ask you between his heavy breathing.

“I- I do”, you answer, whining, sinking your fingers in his gray, sweaty locks. “I love it when you take control too”.

“Do you like it, slut?” He asks, as his thrusts start getting faster, but as deep as before inside of your damp walls. “Do you like it when I show you this fucking pussy of yours belongs to me?”

Your head starts spiraling, his words making you feel weaker than you were already. You lost it every time he got possessive and showed you were not completely by yourself in your feelings for him.

You start to feel the tension in your stomach growing, your fingers start tingling and you know you’re close. Looking him into his dark eyes, you feel like utter bliss could not be achieved anywhere else, but in Yoongi’s arms.

“Ba- Babe. I’m gonna come”, you whine, high-pitched voice showing how deeply given to pleasure you are right now.

“Come on, babe, I wanna feel you coming on me”, he commands with a firm voice. “Show me how much you want me”.

A couple more hard thrusts from the gray-haired man are enough to bring you to your climax and you moan loudly, as you sink your nails on his back, feeling the familiar heat rising in your body, while you allow the waves of pleasure to take you. Between loud, hoarse moans from Yoongi, followed by yours, who was still rejoicing in the waves of pleasure, and his hard and tenacious thrusts. You feel him throbbing inside of you, in between his hoarse voice whispering your name and a few low pitched groans, and then, completely out of the blue, he freezes. You look at him and he’s staring at you wide-eyed.

“What’s wrong, Yoongs?” You ask him with an hesitant shake in your voice.

He opens his mouth and nothing comes out of it. Your heart starts to pound in your ears and a horrifying thought that he might be having a stroke comes to your mind. You cup his face with your hands and gently shake it, not really knowing what to do.

“Oh my god! YoongI! Please, say something!” You trembled, hands still on his face. “For god’s sake, don’t you die on me! Yoongi, please, respond!”

“I’m-I’m not dying, Y/n…”

“Fuck!” You breathed, as you caressed his cheek with your thumb. “I almost had a fucking heart attack, Min Yoongi-ssi! What’s going on?”

He closes his eyes and gently pulls out of you, still semi hard. His movements are a bit hesitant, you observe as his shaky hands run through his hair, purposefully taking the gray locks away from his dark eyes.

“I’m gonna go…” His voice trails off as he points to the bathroom with his thumb, his mouth closed in a straight and expressionless line.

You nod and start looking for your clothes, that layd scattered on his bedroom floor. You were trying not to think too much about the fact that he came inside of you this time around. Because if you did, you’d not be able to shut that voice inside your head that almost made you scream your feelings for him every time he was close. You’ve never felt this way in your whole life.

Then, it hits you. He came inside. For the first time in these six months you’ve been seeing each other. Everyone knows coming inside is a pretty intimate act. If he did it accidentally, the best you could do was simply pretend nothing happened. Even if it feels like you’re drowning inside of yourself right now, you need to play it cool. You can’t just freak out and confess your feelings, that’s just not where you two are right now. When you started doing this, you agreed that it was a no strings attached kind of thing. Somewhere along the way, you’re not really sure when, where or how, the arrangement changed for you. You chose not to tell him, because you preferred the slight pain you felt for not having him only for yourself, then not having him at all.

“Are you staying tonight?” Yoongi’s low voice startles you, interrupting your train of thought.

You notice he doesn’t really look at you when he asks that. He must be feeling super awkward… Or worse. It’s very likely that he’s mortified of what happened. You know you need to play it cool to make it less embarrassing for both of you.

“What time is it right now?” You ask him, trying to sound as laid back as possible.

Your hands were almost shaking and what you had to say to him was almost said about eight times in the spare of the ten seconds it took Yoongi to look at the exact time on his phone screen.

“If you’re considering leaving, I’d suggest you do it fast. It’s pretty late”, he states as he shows you his phone.

It’s 1:25 am. It’s kind of late for you to leave by yourself, specially, since you don't own a car. You’d have to call a car or your roommate. You actually want to stay, but by the way he’s acting, he probably wants you gone. You’re not gonna overstay your welcome, of course, so it’s better if you just leave at once. Calling a car would be fine, you know how to defend yourself.

“Oh… Ok”, you get up and start dressing, you feel Yoongi’s still staring at you and you try to concentrate on not missing your bra strap. You might be dying on the inside, but he doesn’t need to know that.

You finish dressing with him sitting on his bed, his gaze upon you during the entire process. You seriously just want to understand why can’t he just stop staring. If you didn’t know any better, you’d suspect the real Yoongi was abducted, because he’s usually extremely poised and stoic. This is so out of character, you guess coming inside must have hit him hard. You feel almost sorry for having enjoyed that.

“Alright, Yoongs… My car is almost here. I’m gonna… Go, ok?” You try, waving awkwardly at him near his bedroom door.

“Of course, let me walk you to the door”, he suggests, hands in his pockets and a hesitant body posture.

You nod and the two of you share a tense moment of awkward silence. You turn to him, ready to say your goodbye, but he places a hand on your arm, asking you to wait.

“Y/n… Can I ask you something? Real quick”.

By the look on his face, you can’t help but fidget a little.

“Sure, but the car…”

“He can wait”, he gulps, expressionlessly. He takes a moment and continues. “Is everything ok between us?”

“Oh… Well, yeah. Why?”

You try to sound as nonchalant as you can, because you don’t want to give it all away. Your reaction depended solely on his own reaction to what happened, you definitely did not want to scare him away, you were not clingy and that would not change just because you figuratively and literally fell on your knees for this man.

“You know. After I…” He points to his bedroom with his thumb.

“Oh, you mean after you-”

“Yes, after I…”

“We’re fine… I thought you didn’t want that, you know, what happened… So that’s why I’m leaving, I don’t want to make you feel awkward”.

“You thought I didn’t want what? To come inside?” He gulps once more, but this time, a smirk hangs loosely on his lips. “Aish, Y/n… I wish I was more of a man, cause then I’d be able to say all the things I’ve been keeping locked up these past few months”.

Is it possible that he felt the same? You had to keep yourself under very strict control right now, you didn’t want to give too much away all of a sudden. You could almost literally feel goddamn butterflies inside of you, flying uncontrollably.

“So say it, Yoongi”.

“I thought you said ‘no strings attached’ right when we started this…” He says not being able to hide the surprised tone in his voice. “Do you really want me to say it? Once it’s out there, there’s no turning back”.

“Of course I do, Yoongs” you confess, trying to control the way those damn butterflies made you feel inebriated.

“Really? You too?” He allows a smile to spring on his lips and suddenly it feels like you got weak on your knees.

There’s nothing you wouldn’t do to see him smile like that again.

“Are you surprised, babe, really? Do you think I’d drop my walls like this just for anyone?”

He takes your hand in his, bringing it to his lips and placing a tender kiss on its palm.

“I think you should cancel this car, so we can talk this through back in my bed, how does that sound?”

You nod, giving him back the same knowing smirk he had on his pinkish lips. You let him lead the way back to his bedroom, where you don’t intend to leave anytime soon.

okay so Shadamy won that third place vote against tekamy, so give me some suggestion of fics you would want to see me write so i can make them options for everyone to vote for.

does anyone know if there is a fanfic where connor turns into a real human boy? like a detroit:become human version of pinocchio?

so it’d be like a human!connor au but with the history of him being an android like in the actual game. like it could be a magic situation or something just… it’s such a perfect fit. please does anyone know if it exists??? i’m certain it must exist and i just haven’t found it

please help

Someone please write a werewolf drabble fic where the male lead character alpha notices when someone gets hungry and has multiple snack options ready at all times 🤣

“What do you mean this bar doesn’t even have free table snacks??” *grumbles while pulling out a bag of mixed nuts and some gummi bears*

"And then Clarke fell out of the sky.  Literally."

This just really makes me want a fic where Lexa had dreams of things falling from the sky and hitting her (Like a falling dream in reverse).  All the Grounders were concerned about how often their Commander would look up as though expecting something.  Then the Sky People fell and they thought she was predicting them.  So the Grounders thought they were bad, on account of the bad omens.  Lexa's so not going to tell them even with foresight she still wasn't prepared for Clarke.

I kind of feel bad for Lexa. She seemed so determined not to care about anyone after what happened to her girlfriend.

And then Clarke fell out of the sky. Literally.

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no.1 - will I be able to write all your requests? no, realistically, i won’t be able to write every single one. the request must align with my rules, which you’ll see later in this post. if your request makes me uncomfortable, doesn’t follow my guidelines, i have the right not to write it. I’ll let you know, and if you have any responses or questions, you can dm me. 

no.2 - when you're submitting a request, please be as detailed as possible to help guide my writing. i want to bring your vision to life, so the more specific you are, the better! keep in mind, some adjustments might be needed to fit the story's flow.

no.3 - a large amount of the things i post on here and interact with are nsfw so please read with caution. you are responsible for your own media consumption.

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I ACCEPT...

i am writing for anyone but mostly in the range in kpop. its okay for you to request anyone else, i don't mind as long as i know the person! keep in mind the individual must be 21+ in age for nsfw content.

i write mostly drabbles, oneshots & reactions for fem!reader x ( chosen fandom male individual(s) ) however i can do girls too. if you aren’t sure of what i’ll write (not listed here) just ask!

I DON'T ACCEPT...

i will not write for male!reader, trans!reader, or gn!reader. i don’t want to write anything that could be offensive or mistaken.

any smut that has to do with foot fetish/foot play, huge age play (minimum 3 years), ddlg, incest, pedophilia. and some specific kinks like spanking, face slapping, restraints (rope, chains, handcuffs), gags, objects in mouth, threesomes.

i definitely will not write sensitive topics such as child abuse (of any kind), physical abuse / torture emotional abuse, domestic violence, rape / sexual abuse, incest, suicide, eating disorders, abortion etc.

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i always emphasize this across all platforms: all interactions here should be respectful and considerate. discrimination or hate in any form—racism, xenophobia, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, ableism, or any other bigotry—is completely unwelcome and will not be tolerated. if I see any of it on my blog, you’ll be blocked.

my inbox is always open to talk with me about anything you like. if you have any questions feel free to ask. ♡

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ㅤ © marvyu 2k24 — please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works on other platforms: i do not tolerate them at all.

AMA/Chat With Me

Since I have shared my tenth story already, it’s about time that we get to know each other better! 

Due to some editing errors, I have already shared two of my scheduled posts supposedly for tomorrow and on Tuesday. That makes it twelve stories now as you read this.

Leave me a question, share with me some writing prompts I should know about, and most importantly, you can leave me fanfic requests! For now, I will only take NCT 127 ones. 

Mahal ko kayong lahat! :) 

↞ mack’s fic requests! ↠

requests are [ open ]

ship requests are on hold

|| request here! ||

WHO DO I WRITE FOR?

dylan o’brien and his following characters:

stiles stilinski + void!stiles

dave hodgman

stuart twombly

thomas (tmr)

mitch rapp

sam taylor

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tom holland and his following characters:

peter parker / spider-man

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this list will extend soon because i will be expanding to other fandoms in the near future!

HEADS UP!

if it’s a vague request, it might take longer to do. if i don’t feel inspired when looking at the prompt or whatever, i won’t write it out until i have an idea. this is only because i want it to be as enjoyable as possible for you + other readers!

NO SMUT WILL BE WRITTEN FOR PETER PARKER!!

Can someone please write a fic about a Tav or an origin character overcoming their grief because Gale blew himself up, and finding love again with a different origin Character (preferably Astarion, but honestly, I'm not picky)

Since y'all seemed to enjoy my last oneshot I figured I could open requests (I have never done requests before)

So I was thinking, you can request anything Punisher or for that matter jon bernthal related since he has played a lot of great roles, and I'll see what I can do. (I won't write everything, but you guys can just drop some requests and we'll see.)

Request and Inbox Rules

You can send in whatever requests you have for any of the characters from the following fandoms -

Attack on Titan

My Hero Academia

Haikyuu

Tokyo Revengers

Jujutsu Kaisen

Deathnote

I’ll be working on the requests as soon as possible.

I only write for fem reader.

I WILL NOT be writing for any of the following content - TW: scat, beastiality etc.

Feel free to send me messages whenever you want. I’m always here if you wanna talk about anything. But please be mindful while sending messages.

Okay I'm listening to Phantom of the Opera and we definitely need a phantom hannibal au. If it already exists can I please get recs?

Like literally:

That's the most Hannibal thing ever

AHHHHH NEW HEADCANON

erm someone make a fanfic of the second image please 🤨

Random Staticmoth sketches ~

(Imagine if Valentino has a moth shedding season, with all of that fluff)

My requests are open, but here are the things I won't be writing and things I will be doing

NOT DOING

Cnc

Minors

Anything feces or golden showers (aka pee)

And anything in the future

Extreme bdsm

Zoophilia

WILL BE DOING

BDSM

Breeding

Maybe hybrids

Bondage

pegging

And more (I'm so tired I'm sorry)