#breakfast club reference omg

[artfighty]

Breakfast Club, but make it Artfighty

Pushing open the door to the library, Sorel- er, no, he goes by Dogpoo- could already feel the headache of whats going to be the longest, most annoying day of his life. He didn't even do anything! Or, anything wrong, at least!

He just showed up late for class, and suddenly! Detention! It was even a first offense! He scoffed to himself at the memory, as he walked through the doors. At least it was cooler inside than outside.

He shouldn't be here, and that's all he knows and cares about. He's gonna bring it up to whoever is watching the Detention Go-ers, and he's gonna leave.

He makes his was to one of the few seats in the main part of the library, closest table and chair to the exit. He's apparently the first one here. He settles down, dwelling on how he got here, and what he'll do after it.

He's not alone for long, when a boy dressed in athlete attire walks through. Dogpoo recognizes him. That's Lewis, but everyone calls him Big Man. He ain't that big, not by most means, but he is quite tall, taller than Dogpoo himself, and just has that air to him that makes you notice him.

Big Man quietly gestures to the seat at the opposite end of the table Dogpoo sits at. Asking if he may sit there. Dogpoo doesn't think he even needed permission, but he nods anyways.

Just after big Man sits down, in comes another. A girl this time. Dogpoo doesn't recognize her, but if he had to guess, she had a very.. forgettable name. Maybe its why he doesn't think he knows her. She looks rather.. nerdy. Dogpoo will just.. call her Shion.

She settles in the second row, behind Big Man. Dogpoo didn't even notice the next person walking through, till they're rather harshly, telling the girl to move. When he looks over, he inwardly groans. Sol. The "rebel", but personally Dogpoo just thinks he's an ass.

He feels overheated just looking at all of the jackets they wear.

He wouldn't doubt that Sol got here by something borderline illegal. It's typical, but every adult seems to ignore him. Maybe that's why he's an ass.

Unlike with Sol, all eyes fell on the next, and maybe last, person. Snom, the school outcast. Everyone knows him. Dogpoo knows to avoid him. Everyone, even him, thinks Snom is weird, unsightly.

And Snom seems to know and acknowledge that too, hurrying over to the last row, far from the everyone else. No one else comes in after that.

Well.. no one Dogpoo likes.

Vice Principal Lore Keeper, or as the power hungry bastard says, Mr. Keeper. What a loser.

He has a feeling leaving will not go his way.

Mr. Keeper walks in holding pencils and a stack of paper. One can.. only wonder. He stares us down, like some righteous asshole. "Well.. well." Ugh. "Here we are! I wanna congratulate you, for your-" yeah he needs out, now.

He quickly raises his hand, cutting off Mr. Keeper with a "Excuse me, sir? I think there's... been a mistake." Dogpoo gestures to nothing, but meaning everything. "I know it's detention but- um, I don't think I belong here."

Mr. Keeper looks at him curiously, but ignores him ultimately. Rather, he looks down at his watch. "It is now.. seven 'o six. You have exactly 8 hours-" Dogpoo glances at Big Man, and then the others at this.

"and 54 minutes-" He can hear Sol huffing behind them, and glances back.

"-to think about why you're here, and ponder the error of your ways." That proves to be a mistake, when Sol decides to spit his gum up into the air to catch it. he does, but, egh- ew. Dogpoo looks away promptly.

"You may not talk-" Mr. Keeper points at Dogpoo. What the fuck, singling him out like that.

"-you'll not move-" he says, then pointing to the nerd girl from before. He guesses she was trying to move seats, or get up. "-from these seats.

He then starts walking to the back row, speaking to Sol as he passes by, who seems to be trying to nap now. "You will not sleep." snatching the chair from under Sols feet, which causes them to jolt awake, now upset, and sets it on the other side of the table.

He shuffles the stack of paper in his hands. "Alright people, we're gonna try something a little differently today." Dogpoo turns back around, facing the front, annoyed once again by Mr. Keeper.

"We are going to write.. an essay-" he heads all the way to the back row, and by the direction of his voice, Dogpoo guesses he's bothering Snom now.

He hears paper being set down, and can't help but look back again. Snom is still turned away from them all. "-of no less than a thousand words-" He then sets a piece of paper in front of Sol and Shion.

"-describing to me of who you think you are." Sol quietly mutters, almost shocked "Is this a test?"

Mr Keeper, of course, doesn't answer him. "And when I say essay, I mean essay. I don't mean one word repeated a thousand times. is that clear? Mr. Bender?" Or, he does. Whatever.

Sol snarkily replies with a "Crystal", but it doesn't phase Mr. Keeper.

"Good! You'll learn something about yourself. Maybe! You'll.. decide whether or not you care to return." Shion.. yeah, it feels like she's a Shion, stand from her seat. "Um, y'know- y'know I can answer that right now, sir, I mean-" Mr. Keeper cuts her off.

"Sit down." She sits down. "Thank you, sir."

He continues, pointing "My office is right across that hall. Any monkey business-" he glares at Sol knowingly "-is ill advised."

He glances at us all again. "Questions?" And we had none- "Yeah, I got one." Sol does. "Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?" ..Okay, he has to admit that was funny.

"The answer to that question, Mr. Bender? Next Saturday. Don't mess with the bull, young man, or you'll get the horns." What a loser.

Mr. Keeper finally walks away. And Dogpoo cant decide if he's happy about that or not. On one hand, no more Mr. Keeper. On the other, he's still stuck here. On a Saturday, at 7am. What a waste.

He was right. This will be a headache.

(And scene. You are welcome ✨sorry I couldn't fit most of y'all in anywhere. Cryptid, I atleast imagined you the Principal so :3 -🦔)

#do yall love me #look what i wrote #breakfast club reference omg #its actually.. just breakfast club #im the best #yall dont need to say it #writing #fanfic? #roles say nothing about my thoughts on yall #or do they? #nah i love yall #🦔

[stormxpadme]

Me: Okay but how many pop culture references can I put in this next smutshot.

OC whose codename is literally the name of a Firefly character: Yes.

#x men #everything after x2 didn't happen sue me #x men original timeline movies #also i think i'm well on my way to the pegging fic conclusion now #we're at the time of On silent wings already #meaning the no sex zone is coming #and i can squeeze in one more shot at most during the regular weathered i period #so i gotta make this and the next one count #i need booze for the weekend i think #anyway i'm having far too much fun with those pop culture references right now #i got dirty dancing and footloose and firefly #and now wash literally just called scott and katja breakfast club #because they might be late gen x and early millennials #but omg movie wise they're also such boomers #writing

[shysneeze]

omg what about robin with a gf who's a baddie? really pretty, likes to wear tight revealing clothes, but is also really feisty and gets into a lot of fights with other ppl (not robin, she's perfect in reader's eyes and could never do any wrong), lol probably rly popular and cheerleader or something, but she lets her guard down to be more soft and gentle around robin? kinda like a 'i hate everyone but you' trope from the reader's side? headcanons or fic either works lol, but i kinda feel like hcs

giggling and kicking my feet over this because i love this idea! decided to go with headcanon as i have no plot, just thoughts:

robin dating a badass!fem!reader:

warnings: swearing (like a lot), mentions of fighting, time period typical homophobia, kissing, reader referred to as girl once or twice 

i have a whole other thing on how you get together that might become a fic but it involves a breakfast club style detention…

anyway

you know this scene in brooklyn nine nine, rosa and the puppy? 

yeah, that’s the vibes of the relationship

she's a sarcastic little shit, and she's way too smart for her own good, and it should infuriate you, but she has this laugh that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, and she's so effortlessly pretty that you could scream 

when you first start dating, you try to hold onto the cool persona you've perfected, but she's got you weak at the knees when she smiles at you 

and as soon as she realises this, she's laying it on thick 

she gives you sappy nicknames that you would threaten to beat anyone else up for calling you 

"sweetheart"  "pretty girl"  "softie" 

and you know she's teasing you but you've truly stopped caring 

you're mesmerised by her freckles, and they way she blushes when you you kiss them 

and you fucking love to kiss her okay? like its an addiction at this point 

her lips are perfect; they're soft, and they taste like cherry and if she would let you, you'd kiss them forever (sometimes just to stop her rambling - you love her, but man, it's a lot) 

teasing aside, robin is just as obsessed with you (hence the rambling) 

"god, you're so pretty- do you know how pretty you are? you're trying to kill me with that little skirt, aren't you? it's working though, i might combust-"  "robin, shut up and kiss me before i combust" 

you're fiercly protective of her 

you get into fights for her a lot - it drives robin close to sheer insanity 

she loves that you love her enough to defend her and she always patches you up, cleaning up any cuts, intentionally using little colourful plasters because you pretend to hate them, and kissing every bruise

 but she really hates seeing you hurt

“please don’t be mad at me” “i’m not mad i’m just-” “you better not say disappointed, buckley”

you obviously apologise for worrying her

you glare at people who give you dirty looks in public for holding hands etc

 but as much as you pretend you're above caring, it breaks your heart how society treats your relationship, because nothing about your love for robin is disgusting or wrong like those dirty looks try to tell you

 robins rubs up and down your back when you get like that, and kisses you over and over, reassuring you that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks about the pair of you, that she loves you regardless 

(sorry, idk where that came from inside me, i'll move onto something happier now) 

steve hates you at first (and it's pretty mutual)

( robin accidentally lets slip that you're the little spoon and he has a fucking field day with that information )

but he can see how you melt when robin walks into a room, and he knows you're not breaking her heart anytime soon 

and so you develop the most reluctant, complex, friendship Robin has ever witnessed 

"harrington, tell robin she suits her hair like that, she doesn't believe me." "don't tell me what to do, shithead- but yeah, you look nice, rob."

 robin finds it exhausting but you both mean the world to her she she's just happy you've found common ground; making sure she knows how amazing she is

taglist: @woahhhfidget @sireeeeee @lovelyy-moonlight @starselle @robinsprker @flourelle @robinbuckleysgfreall @robinbuckleyluvr @lesbiihoenestt 

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley headcanons #robin buckley headcanon #robin buckley imagines #reader insert #robin buckley x you #robin buckley x y/n #robin x reader #robin headcanons

[swifty-fox]

I’m curious what is meant with the “burnout”—like when I think of burnout I think like overworked; overstressed. Is that how you mean it or something else?

omg idk if this is like a 90's thing or a US thing and ur just not from here but when you refer to someone as a burnout it means like someone who is a no-good/a layabout. Basically, like someone who doesn't work or works dead-end jobs/smokes a lot of weed. Kinda just a slang term for someone who isn't living up to their potential.

ex.

Someone like Bender from Breakfast Club would be a "burnout' type character

#stoner fuckboy in conclusion #exactly my type to my severe detriment #swiftytalks #little beasts

[https-hunter]

Fanwork creators self rec! When you get this, reply with your three best and/or favorite fanarts/fanfics/moodboards/whatever that you've made, then pass on to others. No self-deprecation allowed! Let's get this self-love going ON!

Omg yeah!! I’ll take any chance to talk about my stuff

I’m definitely more known for my fanfics, so I’ll go with that. Who knows? Maybe tinimmy week will establish me as a fan artist as well

1. My baby is my breakfast club Monday after fic, so on monday, what happens? My magnum opus. It’s almost at 50k words. I started the google doc on March 23, 2020. I’d definitely change some things and this bad boy has been through various writing style changes, so I don’t like to go back and read what 16-year-old me wrote. I’m working on the last chapter, although it is a bit on a back burner. I want to get that out before my birthday so I don’t carry this fic into my 20s with me

2. I absolutely adore my bob’s burgers au, wagstaff side story. It’s like of you took out all of the tragedy of the original west side story and replaced it with camp and funny little references. I’m genuinely having so much fun with this au, it just makes me really happy. By the way, you should totally check out this epic and cool fanart by @drawthething !!

3. Some of you know me for my stash of ride the cyclone fics. I was truly pumping the nischa fics out like crazy. I think my favorite one that I ever wrote was something happens and i’m head over heels. I guess you could call it an au? Basically nischa gets their ferris wheel kiss. This was the first rtc fic I ever wrote, and honestly, sometimes I reread it and I can’t believe that I wrote that. Tbh my waitress fic is also really good, I think they’re tied

#I truly will take any chance to talk about my fics #I’m like a proud parent #ride the cyclone #rtc #bob's burgers #the breakfast club #fanfiction #fanfic #my fics #hunter’s silly little fics #ask #asks #inbox

[dearsheroozle]

i finally subscribed to dropout after seeing your posts about dimension 20 and game changer! i was wondering if you had any recommendations for campaigns (or other shows) to watch first? i've only seen clips or gif sets of all of them

OMG anon this makes me so so so so so happy and I hope you know what can of worms you just opened because this is one of my hyperfixations.

This is probably going to be a bit long (ETA: it was), so I'm throwing a cut down. I apologize in advance for the length. I am going to operate on you knowing very little background, so I apologize if I say things you already know. Just tryna cover my bases!

Hmmm okay. As far as campaigns for dimension 20 goes, it'll depend on your taste and how you like to do things.

Fantasy High is their first season, and if you like to watch things in order, I'd start there. I'd caution that this is true early days, and the cast (including Brennan, sometimes) are not as familiar with 5e yet, so please note that rules will be kinda wonky sometimes. Personally, I found it charming to watch them grow as players! Anyways, here is a bulleted list, in no particular order, that may or may not be helpful:

Fantasy High, Fantasy High: Sophomore Year (also referred to as D20: Live), Pirates of Leviathan, and The Seven, are all part of the same universe, released in the order I put them in. You can watch Pirates and the Seven without watching FH (they're side quests, which means they bring in guest players who are not of the main cast, and the seasons typically are shorter in episode quantity), but you might miss some easter eggs and references. Set in a world based on if John Hughes 80s movies vibes were translated to dnd! Very Breakfast Club right out the gate. I love it very much, and The Seven made me laugh and cry the most out of any season I think, as far as range of emotion goes.

If you don't care if it's about dnd, and want something shorter, I'd recommend Misfits and Magic. This was part of the Summer of Aabria Event, also a side quest, and she GMed a modified game of Kids on Brooms (Brennan is a player in this one). Subverting tropes and ideas that stemmed from... well, you know, that wizard series. And it made me cry like a baby and I loved the dynamic between the players very much. It's only four episodes, with a holiday special as well. It's a good place to start if you wanna get used to D20's edited production format.

I have a soft spot for The Unsleeping City (and its second season), as it has some of my very favorite Intrepid Heroes (this is how the fandom refers to the main cast of d20) player characters. It's Brennan's love letter to New York City, and it's an urban fantasy with very heroic themes. This is a Great full season to start with in my opinion!

My personal favorite season is A Crown of Candy. Please don't start with this one. It will be devastating. Low magic fantasy akin to Game of Thrones, but with way less misogyny and way more anthropomorphic foods. I know how it sounds. Believe me. Don't start here. (You can do what you want, really, but I have to be able to say I warned you.)

A Starstruck Odyssey uses a modified version of Star Wars 5e, and they made probably the most busted overpowered characters I've ever seen them make. It's really fun, and if you love space, you'll love this! I also loved this because while I'm very familiar with regular 5e, SW5e is completely different. So watching them do things I've never even heard of was incredibly refreshing.

Aabria also DMed a side quest that mixed 5e with Good Society, and it's regency meets the FeyWild. RP-heavy, and shenanigans abound. Absolutely unhinged repression arcs that had me screaming into my hands. A Court of Fey and Flowers!

Escape from the Bloodkeep is their first side quest, and notable guest star in this season is Matthew Mercer himself. It's a Lord of the Rings parody where everyone plays... a villain? 👀 Somehow incredibly wholesome regardless. This is also a very good side quest to start with, if you want a taste of how Brennan DMs.

As far as other shows go, Game Changer IS excellent. I would also recommend the spin-off Make Some Noise. Other shows I love are:

Breaking News Network: It will make you laugh. Pretty much guaranteed. They have people read from a teleprompter and they do not know what it will say. They are not allowed to smile or laugh.

A message from the CEO, starring Brennan Lee Mulligan: You might find most of these on YouTube already, but basically Brennan plays multiple beleaguered CEOs trying to make publicity videos for their products. Satirical and hilarious.

Dirty Laundry: Guests come in and submit secrets to the production team, and the host will read a secret out loud, and they try to guess whose secret it was. I have learned some truly insane things about people.

Total Forgiveness: Two cast members come up with challenges for each other, on the premise that if they complete the challenge, the production company will give them money to go towards their college loans. It's incredibly funny, but also if you suffer from secondhand embarrassment easily, this may not be for you.

Um, Actually: This is another game show! Players are given prompts where part of the prompt is incorrect, and they have to buzz in with the correction. Jeopardy rules: they have to say Um, Actually first, or else no points. The most pedantic show (affectionate).

Jesus I am so sorry about the length, and probably the incoherent nature of this entire thing. I could give you a breakdown of every single season of d20 easily, in chronological order, but I feel like I'm already on the verge of overwhelming and scaring you away LMAO.

Thank you for indulging me as well. I love talking about Dimension 20 and Dropout is truly the best streaming service I'm paying for currently.

#Sheree feels feelings #oh my god how else do i tag this #i don't think this should end up in the actual TAG #so um if my followers have d20 blocked i'm so sorry i did a read more though!! #i truly could talk about this all day oh my god

[meownotgood]

since the intro is full of movie references, you/y/n would probably have done the pottery scene from Ghost with Aki behind you🥺

also I can see denji power and Aki doing the breakfast club dance together😂 maybe in another intro

OMG THE POTTERY SCENE WITH AKI WOULD BE SO ICONIC STOPPPP I'm dying just thinking about it lol

#I want to see more of denji and power dancing in general lmao #they were really getting into it 😭 #ask mags

[rinslove]

omg the suna texts

the escalation of "go fix me a turkey pot pie" to "DIVORCE" sent me

it's a reference to the breakfast club but like i wanted to make it funny and then i sat there laughing at myself for like 20 minutes 💀

#ೃ࿐ autumn's asks #ೃ࿐ autumn's anons <3

[ecle-c-tic]

Oops not me looking like a bad Queen fan 🫣

I’m okay! It’s sooooo hot here and I’m kind of a disaster BUT I’m gonna start cosmetology school in a few weeks and (despite some red flags) I’m just gonna stay positive about it all. Glad you’re doing well!!

Hoot of hilarity STAYS 😤 I don’t like change (hence why I’ve never changed my url 🫠) and it made me smile when I first read it so :)

Please watch The Breakfast Club (I assume that’s the movie you were referring to? Hopefully, otherwise I’m way off base oops) it’s such a classic atp

Can’t wait to hear of any other potential costume ideas you come up with ‼️

Omg no it's fine they have 6928902373 songs with detailed lyrics s'all good

THATS SO EXCITING! Congratulations, I'm proud of you! You've got this

I'm going back to school here next month (one more year!) So cheers to rest of vacation!

Big ass mood! (Aka why I've had the same pfp for 3 years)

It's in my movie jar! I just haven't picked it yet! But i promise I'll get to it!

I will do my best to brainstorm!

#cora #benders diamond earring #context 4 the jar #I have a hard time making decisions so i usually just waste all my spare time looking at my options #SO i stick movies that sound interesting into a mason jar (like as i hear of them) and then when I want to watch smth new... #i just shake the jar up and get one out presto decision make for me

[realcube]

haikyuu!! boys with a s/o that becomes clingy/affectionate while drunk

characters: kyōtani, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa and bokuto

thank you anon for this marvellous request mwah

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

tw// drinking, suggestive themes, sexual references, swearing

Kentarō Kyōtani

kyōtani was used to having a cool, laid-back s/o who was just as awkward about physical touch as he was 

i mean, that’s kinda a part of the reason he liked you so much - so y’all could get over your awkwardness together

so imagine his surprise when his usually level-headed, calm s/o came stumbling out of the club, a blubbering mess and threw themselves into his arms, wailing something about a maths test

THE AMOUNT OF EMOTIONS THAT FLOODED HIS MIND IN THAT ONE MOMENT OMFG ADFGHJKL

he was like ‘omg why are they touching me? i kinda like it- wait are they crying? tf? i ain’t ever seen them cry before- should i help them? lord everyone is looking at us now. so what the fuck do i do- AYE DON’T TOUCH ME THERE’

so he had no choice but to dip with you flung over his shoulder lol

he took you back to your shared apartment and forced you to drink some water and instead of ordering a take-out, he just gave you his leftover burrito which he took to the club smh

it was probably cold 

but that was the best he could think of at the time bc he simply needed to shut you up with food bc the alcohol in your system was causing you to become especially touchy, hence resulting in kyōtani getting especially aroused

but the last thing he’d do is fuck you while you’re drunk and i firmly believe that despite the fact kyōtani is a bit of a lout - he still has like a basic moral compass

but i mean if you kept being so damn suggestive then it was gonna be a lot harder for him to resist his urges

you were rubbing him up and shit, calling him every pet name in the book so ofc he just stuck a burrito in your mouth and went ‘stfu 😡’

the painful part was that he was silently enjoying it too (┬┬﹏┬┬)

(though, he was red from blushing lol, not anger) 

and he wasn’t used to it either so obviously he was gonna get flustered, i mean, everything was happening all at once

oh and you told him ‘i love you’ and he literally combusted like lord have mercy on this man 

just that morning you were calling him your ‘annoying rat boyfriend’ (jokingly, ofc) and now you love him?-

that wasn’t the first time you told him that you loved him but he was still blushing none the less 

and he stammered out a ‘love you too’ PRAYING that you wouldn’t remember any of this the following day

anyway, he cuddled you to sleep and railed you as soon as you sobered up - the end ❤

Kenma Kozume

pov: you’re kenma happily being a wallflower in the club then your s/o approaches you, demanding for you to fuck them 

- ok, end of POV - 

anyway, your speech was slurred so kenma wasn’t really sure if that was what you were asking him to do but if it was, he would’ve happily obliged if it wasn’t for the fact you were clearly drunk

mans was blushing though

bc y’all hardly ever do it but now - all of a sudden - you were tightly wrapped around him, garbling erotic threats into his ear

kenma was worried at first but you were like..really weak

so it wasn’t hard to get you off his torso, usher you out of the club and grip your hand as he ordered a taxi 

also kenma had read enough wattpad fanfictions to know how to deal with someone while they’re drunk 

but none of those fanfictions ever mentioned a single thing about how to deal with yourself while your partner is drunk

like seriously..he was in pain

both from the throbbing erection he had and the aching embarrassment he felt - both stemming from the fact you tried to give him a lap dance in taxi ✋ please oml

anyway, he took you back to his apartment and insisted that you have a few slices of the left-over pizza in the fridge along with a glass of water

after you changed into your pyjamas, you had clearly sobered up slightly as you could now compose coherent sentences

but that wasn’t any better for him bc now you were draped over him, whimpering into his ear about how much you love him

‘i’m so lucky to have you, kenma. i love you so much. you remind me of my first cat - you’re such a cat- i mean, blessing..you’re such a blessing.’ 

ngl, at that point he would be at a loss for words, just deciding to hug you until you fall asleep

like he finds it so cute that you’re finally opening up to him about how you feel as you’re usually quite composed and restrained 

but also- what does he do now? 

you eventually fell asleep in his arms and the next day, you woke up to kenma having made breakfast and telling you how much he adores you which was..confusing, to say the least

he told you about how you acted when you were drunk and to say you were embarrassed would be an understatement 

also, he’ll tease you about it for the rest of your life ;)

Hajime Iwaizumi

literally all you had to do was send him a text like ‘iwa...,,.,...ily so mycj ❤’’ and he’s already waiting in the line to get into the club lol

he marches in there, finds you, grabs your hand and drags you home 

let’s hope that your friends know what iwaizumi looks like so they don’t have to just watch a random guy haul you out the club-

and tries to act all like angry iwaizumi >:( but when you are trailing behind him, muttering about how amazing he is, he becomes more like angy iwa grrr (* ￣︿￣)

by that, i mean that angry iwaizumi would bring you home and lecture on how irresponsible it is to get so intoxicated 

but angy iwa just takes care of you but with a disapproving scowl 

and angry iwaizumi would make nasty, bitchy remarks about how inappropriate your outfit is 

while angy iwa would be like ‘babe, your outfit is lovely but maybe wear something different next time, idk....’

either way, he takes good care of you 

he makes sure you eat (and he cooks good food btw - he doesn’t make you eat leftovers lmao) 

he lets you change into more comfortable clothes

he ensures that you don’t die in the shower 

and he forces you to go to bed

but all of that is rather difficult when you’re clinging to him like your life depends on it, raving on about how sweet of a boyfriend he is and covering his face sloppy kisses

his original plan was to go train some more in his gym (yes, there is a gym in y’alls house-) but when you were peppering his cheek in kisses, begging him to stay with you for whatever reason, of course he didn’t have the balls to leave

 so he ended up laying like a log in bed as you cuddled up to him like koala, resting your head in his chest and allowing him to run his hand through your hair as you slept

in that moment - as he stared down at your tranquil figure - he realised how grateful he was for moments like these, as he finally got see a side of you that he knew you’d almost never exhibit when you’re sober

like yeah, you often tell him how much you love him but he can always tell that it’s as if you’re setting aside your pride to say such a thing but now, you’re gushing on about it with the most genuine look in your eyes, he can tell that you’re being completely sincere 

and to say that he adores it would be an understatement 

so yeah, you were kind of a pain while drunk but you were also the most adorable thing that iwaizumi had ever laid his eyes on (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Issei Matsukawa

ok so the only reason matsukawa wasn’t getting drunk with you was bc the first time y’all got drunk together he got fined for public indecency and you got done for public intoxication

so you decided that it was best (for your wallets) if you took turns getting tipsy

emphasis on ‘tipsy’ bc you both went to the bar together (along with a few friends) and you promised matsukawa that you’d only have a few drinks 

so please explain to him why he is now having to carry you bridal style out of the bar because you are too hammered to walk properly 

and he was kinda grumpy bc he had to leave his friends mid-conversation bc not only were you pestering him but also, the erotic things you were whispering in his ear caused him to get a boner

and he was getting weird looks from people as he carried you home but that was the least of his problems tbh- he didn’t even notice lol

the biggest issue on his mind rn was the fact that you made him hard yet you can’t help him bc you’re drunk smh 

like he was tempted at first bc you seemed down to do it but he quickly came back to reality and realised how morally incorrect that’d be 

so he was mumbling curses the whole way home just to tune you out bc if he paid any more attention to the racy promises you were muttering in his ear- he’d explode

he’s alright at taking care of you like he isn’t iwaizumi’s level of caring but he’s a close second, i mean he’s gotten drunk plenty of times so he knows the basics

he was like ‘drink water idk lol ’

anyway, once he handled himself he wasn’t too fazed by your lustful advances

and he was so smug about it too deadass like ‘keep talkin’ me up, (y/n), you ain’t getting shit until you’re sober.’

smh ANYWAY he thinks you’re so charming when you’re like lovey-dovey drunk but SO annoying when you’re horny drunk bc like- he can’t get some (T_T)

Kōtarō Bokuto 

best for last 👌

ok anyway he’s an athlete and he doesn’t need alcohol to have a good time- he’s forever drunk tbh- drunk on life :)

so while you’re getting hammered with your pals, he’s doing stupid shit while sober lol

once you both rendezvous outside the club to head home and you’re absolutely steamin- he’s just like ‘hi, babe! how’s your night been?’

SO OBLIVIOUS OML

anyway, he drives back to y’alls house and since you’re fatigued at first, you spent 90% of the car ride sleeping

but when you get home, more awake, you’re all up on him

but you’re not like sensual drunk- more like..emotional drunk but with love 🥺

so basically you are sobbing into his chest about whatever and bc he is an such empath he will start crying too, or at least get a bit emotional 

you could say something like, ‘omg, bo. i hardly get to see you because you’re at work so often- i wish i could spend more time with you. i miss you so much’  ╯︿╰

and he would deadass reply whole-heartedly while weeping into your shoulder, ‘I’M QUITTING VOLLEYBALL, (Y/N)!!’

(ok, so maybe he was a bit tipsy too- but like..definitely not has drunk as you)

he has no idea where to start when it comes to taking care of you but he tries (´◡` ‘) 

at the very least, he ensures that you don’t having any more alcohol and that you don’t die somehow 

he’s v overprotective though 

you could be getting a fork to eat your instant-noodles with and he’ll be like 

‘apologies ✋ but i cannot allow you to handle such a dangerous weapon while intoxicated. maybe eat with a spoon instead, idk.’ /h

other than that, he just cuddles you to sleep and deals with you in your badly hungover state the next day

#haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #kyotani kentaro #kyotani x y/n #kyotani fluff #kyotani x reader #kyotani hcs #kyotani headcanons #kyotani x you #kenma x reader #timeskip kenma #kenma scenario #kenma x y/n #kenma kuzome #iwaizumi imagine #kenma fluff #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi hcs #iwaizumi x reader #hq iwaizumi #iwaizumi x you #matsukawa fluff #hq matsukawa #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa hcs #issei x y/n #hq issei

[hopespeak-hs-hostclub]

omg hi! i love your account! can i request the host club reacting to haruhi’s gf , like maybe the reader goes to pick haruhi up and everyone just sees that haruhi has a girlfriend and not a boyfriend.

and her gf is also super cutesy and nice thank you!

Yay!! Haruhi is an angel I’m so happy to write this for you 🥰 I’m sorry it’s on the shorter side, but I hope you love it!!!!

Haruhi’s Date

You’d been dating your girlfriend for about a month now, and she was absolutely perfect for you. She was the most stunning girl you’ve ever laid eyes on, with her big brown eyes, and her soft short brown hair. The way your hand always fit perfectly in her hand. You truly felt like you were made for each other. She unfortunately goes to a different school than you do, so you only get to see her on weekends, as long as the club she’s involved in doesn’t have any activities going on. But this weekend was all yours and you couldn’t be more excited. You got into your old beat up car, and started to head to her house to pick her up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Gosh, cant they leave?” Haruhi thought to herself, referring to her 6 friends, who had barged into her apartment early this morning for breakfast. With an annoyed expression plastered on her face as the boys all talked, she just sat and listened. But the twins must’ve noticed that Haruhi was seemingly annoyed.

“Hey Haruhi,” Kaoru started, while nudging his twin brother in the side to get his attention. “What’s wrong?”

“Yea, you don’t seem like yourself today Haruhi,” Hikaru finished. That statement got the attention of Tamaki, who immediately jumped into the conversation.

“Is something wrong with my perfect baby Haruhi?!??!” Tamaki gushed, while striding over to her quickly, and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Tell daddy what’s wrong, I’ll fix it!”

Haruhi, growing rather annoyed, shoved him off of her. “Don’t call yourself that, senpai. And you all want to know what’s wrong? It’s that you all barged in here this morning like you own the place, not even considering if I have other plans!!” Haruhi shouted defensively, while taking a quick look at the clock.

Kyoya, never missing anything, noticed Haruhi’s glance at the clock though, and decided to pipe in. “Are you expecting company, Haruhi?” He inquired with a slight smirk on his face. Instead of answering, Haruhi turned bright red in the face.

“Oooh! Haru-Chan IS expecting somebody!” Honey laughed, oblivious that he was embarrassing her even further. The twins both raised their eyebrows and looked at Haruhi interested in whatever she was hiding.

“You’re having guests?” The Hitachiin twins inquired at the same time.

“NO!” Haruhi blushed, covering her face with her arms. “I just really want you guys to all go home, and let me enjoy my weekend, please!”

“Well Haruhi, I don’t think it’s very polite of you to hide your guests from us, after all, we are like family!” Tamaki said while popping up in between the twins, and putting his arms around each of their shoulders.

Haruhi, unable to think of an excuse on why they need to leave, just sat there staring down at the floor, which Kyoya was also incredibly quick to notice. “Boys, I believe what Haruhi here is too nervous to outright say to us, is that she has a date today,” he started while peering down over his glasses at her. “Isn’t that right, Haruhi?”

Before Haruhi could even answer him, Tamaki stepped in. “Kyoya, that isn’t possible! We’re the only boys she ever talks to, and she doesn’t have a date with any of us!” Tamaki exclaimed proudly, before looking at the twins. “Right?” He asked nervously.

The twins shook their heads.

“Nope,” said Hikaru.

“Not with us,” Kaoru replied.

Honey, and Mori both also shook their heads, to indicate they weren’t the mystery man.

“Listen guys, can you all PLEASE just leave? You figured it out, I have a date. Now please let me be alone!” Haruhi cried out nervously.

But there of course wasn’t time for that.

~~~~~~~~

You rang the doorbell of your girlfriends apartment and heard a commotion inside. It sounded like she was having a party? That can’t be right, Haruhi hates party’s. You decide to wait outside just a moment longer, and that’s when Haruhi slides out the smallest crack of the door, not allowing you inside.

“Hey darling,” you gushed as you held her close to you. Haruhi nuzzled her head onto your chest and then looked up at you.

“So… we need to go, now,” Haruhi tried to explain quickly.

You looked at her puzzled as she grabbed your hand and tried to pull you down the steps with her. “Haruhi, honey, what are you doing?” You laughed nervously. But before she could answer, 6 boys walked out her door. A tall blonde one strutted up to you, hand extended.

“You must be the man who’s taking my precious Haruhi out today? Please, take good care of her. We all love her very much,” He started.

“Uh, boss,” Hikaru tried to whisper out.

Tamaki, shot him a glare then looked right back at you. “A-a girl?” You didn’t know what to say, so you just nodded and stared at all the boys in front of you.

Haruhi, clearly embarrassed, stepped next to you, and grabbed your hand tightly. “This is Y/N. We met over summer break at the market. We’ve been dating for a little over a month now,” Haruhi introduced. “And love, this is Tamaki, Honey, Mori, Kyoya, Hikaru, and Kaoru,” she said pointing to each respective person.

This is her club. Haruhi had told you all about the club, and how she has to pretend to be a boy to pay them back a lot of money, but you hadn’t ever seen photos of them or anything, and you definitely weren’t prepared for this today. But you have a bright bubbly personality. So you turned on the charm.

“Hi boys! My names y/n!” You extended your hand out to each boy individuality to shake it. “Haruhi my love, if you don’t mind, we can have our date later tonight? I’d love to go inside, share some tea and get to know everyone!!” You smiled and held onto your girlfriends arm.

Haruhi pulled you aside and whispered, “are you sure? They’re a handful…” she said, eyeing Tamaki specifically. You just smiled and nodded eagerly.

“Of course Haruhi, I love you, so I’m sure I’ll adore your friends!” You grinned at them all again. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you all! Hopefully we can do this all the time!” You beamed, hopeful that your girlfriends friends end up loving you. Sure, them finding out Haruhi is in a gay relationship might be shocking, but you know that you’ll end up loving them, and hopefully the same goes for them towards you!

#ohshc #ouran host club #ouran academy #ouran #Haruhi #haruhi x reader #haruhi fujioka #fujioka haruhi #honey #Tamaki #mori #hatachiin #Kauro #hikaru #Kyoya #fan fic #reader x Haruhi

[phdmama]

Unsaid the Word

OMG so someone taught me the art of scrolling my fav authors bookmarks to find things I might like and HOLY MOLY I just hit a fic that is, quite potentially, another of my soulmate fics (Sterek this time). It’s an academia AU. Banter done really well. Mental health issues. The villain is a Freudian. A Breakfast Club reference. STOCHASTIC. I’m literally just shouting out words now as I read them. I fucking love these moments. And this is only chapter 1. And yes I already left an incoherent comment.

Unsaid the Word  by @lunarriviera who I can’t tag so they won’t see my appreciation but DANG

sterek, 20696 words, Explicit (read the tags darlings)

#fic rec of the sort of read #not done yet #need to go do my own work but I want to read!!! #sterek fic rec #this is my JAM

[hopespeak-hostclub]

Haruhi’s Date

Anonymous asked:

omg hi! i love your account! can i request the host club reacting to haruhi’s gf , like maybe the reader goes to pick haruhi up and everyone just sees that haruhi has a girlfriend and not a boyfriend.

and her gf is also super cutesy and nice thank you!

Yay!! Haruhi is an angel I’m so happy to write this for you 🥰 I’m sorry it’s on the shorter side, but I hope you love it!!!!

You’d been dating your girlfriend for about a month now, and she was absolutely perfect for you. She was the most stunning girl you’ve ever laid eyes on, with her big brown eyes, and her soft short brown hair. The way your hand always fit perfectly in her hand. You truly felt like you were made for each other. She unfortunately goes to a different school than you do, so you only get to see her on weekends, as long as the club she’s involved in doesn’t have any activities going on. But this weekend was all yours and you couldn’t be more excited. You got into your old beat up car, and started to head to her house to pick her up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Gosh, cant they leave?” Haruhi thought to herself, referring to her 6 friends, who had barged into her apartment early this morning for breakfast. With an annoyed expression plastered on her face as the boys all talked, she just sat and listened. But the twins must’ve noticed that Haruhi was seemingly annoyed.

“Hey Haruhi,” Kaoru started, while nudging his twin brother in the side to get his attention. “What’s wrong?”

“Yea, you don’t seem like yourself today Haruhi,” Hikaru finished. That statement got the attention of Tamaki, who immediately jumped into the conversation.

“Is something wrong with my perfect baby Haruhi?!??!” Tamaki gushed, while striding over to her quickly, and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Tell daddy what’s wrong, I’ll fix it!”

Haruhi, growing rather annoyed, shoved him off of her. “Don’t call yourself that, senpai. And you all want to know what’s wrong? It’s that you all barged in here this morning like you own the place, not even considering if I have other plans!!” Haruhi shouted defensively, while taking a quick look at the clock.

Kyoya, never missing anything, noticed Haruhi’s glance at the clock though, and decided to pipe in. “Are you expecting company, Haruhi?” He inquired with a slight smirk on his face. Instead of answering, Haruhi turned bright red in the face.

“Oooh! Haru-Chan IS expecting somebody!” Honey laughed, oblivious that he was embarrassing her even further. The twins both raised their eyebrows and looked at Haruhi interested in whatever she was hiding.

“You’re having guests?” The Hitachiin twins inquired at the same time.

“NO!” Haruhi blushed, covering her face with her arms. “I just really want you guys to all go home, and let me enjoy my weekend, please!”

“Well Haruhi, I don’t think it’s very polite of you to hide your guests from us, after all, we are like family!” Tamaki said while popping up in between the twins, and putting his arms around each of their shoulders.

Haruhi, unable to think of an excuse on why they need to leave, just sat there staring down at the floor, which Kyoya was also incredibly quick to notice. “Boys, I believe what Haruhi here is too nervous to outright say to us, is that she has a date today,” he started while peering down over his glasses at her. “Isn’t that right, Haruhi?”

Before Haruhi could even answer him, Tamaki stepped in. “Kyoya, that isn’t possible! We’re the only boys she ever talks to, and she doesn’t have a date with any of us!” Tamaki exclaimed proudly, before looking at the twins. “Right?” He asked nervously.

The twins shook their heads.

“Nope,” said Hikaru.

“Not with us,” Kaoru replied.

Honey, and Mori both also shook their heads, to indicate they weren’t the mystery man.

“Listen guys, can you all PLEASE just leave? You figured it out, I have a date. Now please let me be alone!” Haruhi cried out nervously.

But there of course wasn’t time for that.

~~~~~~~~

You rang the doorbell of your girlfriends apartment and heard a commotion inside. It sounded like she was having a party? That can’t be right, Haruhi hates party’s. You decide to wait outside just a moment longer, and that’s when Haruhi slides out the smallest crack of the door, not allowing you inside.

“Hey darling,” you gushed as you held her close to you. Haruhi nuzzled her head onto your chest and then looked up at you.

“So… we need to go, now,” Haruhi tried to explain quickly.

You looked at her puzzled as she grabbed your hand and tried to pull you down the steps with her. “Haruhi, honey, what are you doing?” You laughed nervously. But before she could answer, 6 boys walked out her door. A tall blonde one strutted up to you, hand extended.

“You must be the man who’s taking my precious Haruhi out today? Please, take good care of her. We all love her very much,” He started.

“Uh, boss,” Hikaru tried to whisper out.

Tamaki, shot him a glare then looked right back at you. “A-a girl?” You didn’t know what to say, so you just nodded and stared at all the boys in front of you.

Haruhi, clearly embarrassed, stepped next to you, and grabbed your hand tightly. “This is Y/N. We met over summer break at the market. We’ve been dating for a little over a month now,” Haruhi introduced. “And love, this is Tamaki, Honey, Mori, Kyoya, Hikaru, and Kaoru,” she said pointing to each respective person.

This is her club. Haruhi had told you all about the club, and how she has to pretend to be a boy to pay them back a lot of money, but you hadn’t ever seen photos of them or anything, and you definitely weren’t prepared for this today. But you have a bright bubbly personality. So you turned on the charm.

“Hi boys! My names y/n!” You extended your hand out to each boy individuality to shake it. “Haruhi my love, if you don’t mind, we can have our date later tonight? I’d love to go inside, share some tea and get to know everyone!!” You smiled and held onto your girlfriends arm.

Haruhi pulled you aside and whispered, “are you sure? They’re a handful…” she said, eyeing Tamaki specifically. You just smiled and nodded eagerly.

“Of course Haruhi, I love you, so I’m sure I’ll adore your friends!” You grinned at them all again. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you all! Hopefully we can do this all the time!” You beamed, hopeful that your girlfriends friends end up loving you. Sure, them finding out Haruhi is in a gay relationship might be shocking, but you know that you’ll end up loving them, and hopefully the same goes for them towards you!

#haruhi fujioka

[randombtsprincessa]

Base to Base

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Kim Seokjin x Reader (2nd POV)

Words: 5k

Genre: Smut/Fluff, Established Relationship!

Summary: You reminisce about your relationship with your boyfriend over the course of four bases.

Warning: Fluffy and softly grumpy Jinnie, the four bases, french kissing, shirtless Jin, flirting badly omg sorry, oral (both receiving), fingering, kitchen sex (clean up after this), unprotected sex (be safe guys)!

A/N: The following work is part of the In the Mood Project for @bangtansmutcentral​and the lovely moodboard is contributed by @meispace​​ <3

The feel of soft hands meeting the curve of your waist was what drew your attention to the new presence in your small but decently equipped kitchen. You hummed, lips rising in a smile when your ear buds were removed, gently looping them around your neck.

“Good morning,” you murmured, letting your head tilt back, against a broad shoulder. A shoulder to rival all shoulders as a matter of fact.

Mr. Shoulders hums right back, fingers skimming over your torso to rest at your stomach, holding you to him. “Hi, what are we up to?”

You glanced down at your hands, holding the skillet that sizzled with pancakes. The aroma of sweet carbohydrates and melting butter had already permeated the kitchen.

“I’m…making breakfast?” your words sounded as much a question to you as an answer, wondering why he asked. You backed further into him, nestling against his large frame until you noticed the closed eyelids.

“You mean you left me in bed all by my lonesome for food?”

You had to roll your eyes. If there was one thing your boyfriend of four years was, it was clingy and whiny when tired. He had been working hard – too hard, in your opinion – for the last two weeks, perfecting a presentation that would guarantee him a promotion. The presentation had pulled off spectacularly; the man resulted to entering your shared apartment with an air of extreme satisfaction.

An impromptu date had followed.

You had been hesitant, worrying he might collapse straight into his steak but he’d held up, driving the both of you back carefully before dropping and passing out in bed with barely any cleaning up, curled around you like a huge snuggly teddy bear. You’d hoped to make him some breakfast in bed for a well earned weekend but with his heavy body draped over yours, it was futile.

“Baby,” you cooed, turning around to hug him, hands rubbing over his bare back in an effort to soothe out the separation anxiety he proclaimed to suffer from. “Go back to bed, yeah? I’ll get you breakfast in bed.”

Jin whined again, a low car-like sound. “I want to stay with you.”

“But I’ll burn the breakfast; fine, go sit at the table, I’m nearly done.”

This time, you were met with resigned acceptance. Jin unlatched from you, shuffling to the round dining table tucked in one corner of your kitchen – living room juncture and slumped, his head laying flat against the wooden surface. His eyes remained focused on you, bleary.

You kept your gaze on him until his dippers slid shut and his pouty lips parted that you turned back to your food, frowning at the darker shade of the pancake that you were working on.

Cursing mentally, you saved it for yourself, adding it to the pile and lifting the batter spoon again.

If anybody asked you for any relationship advice, you would always say that never do anything that makes you uncomfortable, no matter how much you love that person.

Of course, you couldn’t practice what you preached when it came to your best friend, Sulli.

Deeply vibrant, sparkling with adventure and the first love of your life; Sulli was the voice over the phone that dragged you places. Former whining on your part almost always died down when you saw what she had planned for you and obviously, she blatantly flaunted that fact.

As a matter of fact, you were glad that Sulli was an exception to your rule; otherwise you might have never met the second love of your life.

Sulli had been incessant for the last few days of your senior year in college. ‘It is the last days before the finals.’ ‘It would be stupid not to attend one last party before we are no longer students.’ ‘We won’t have time before we have to start looking for work.’

You had agreed with a subtle sigh and eye roll, knowing she wouldn’t let up until you were in the car with her.

Of course, only this time you weren’t so thrilled about where she took you.

“A sports club; SULLI,” you screeched even as Sulli’s small red car drew into the parking.

“What, it’s just a cute little place where cute men crawl about; talking about shit nobody actually cares about but makes them feel good. It’ll be fine.”

“Still, I could be studying. I am definitely not interested in being mansplained about how to tell cricket from baseball.” You huffed, reluctant to even leave the car.

Your tornado of a friend ducked her head, lips already pouting in that magical way she knew always got her what she wanted.

Fuck…

“Fine…” you gritted your teeth, missing the way she grinned when you turned to get out of the car, following obediently as she opened the door of the club, fluid as she moved to lean over the counter.

“Hey, is the bar open yet?”

The man who was wiping down the end of the counter glanced up, looking curiously at you and Sulli before shaking his head, “The bar isn’t, opens at 8 in the evening; but the restaurant is. Breakfast time,” he explained, whipping a thumb behind his shoulder to the door that lead further in.

“Well, what luck, I haven’t had anything to eat in the morning.” Sulli threw you a lopsided smile and you snorted lightly, both of you walking in to get some ‘breakfast’.

You had been pleasantly surprised to see the restaurant buzzing with low volume; unlike the loud chatter you were expecting. Sulli led you to a small booth at the back, listing through the menu in an uninterested manner.

“It’s a self service.” You noted.

“Right, I want to have an egg salad. Do you want to go order?” She asked you. You obliged, walking to the front to place your order.

It was then when you had met Kim Seokjin.

Sitting with his back to you when you slid your order across, you were met with a pair of big, beautiful brown eyes that were raised at your presence.

“Can I help you?” You asked.

The man smiled, a little unsure. “I don’t think so. Sorry for staring. I didn’t know girls came here.” He said.

You trained an amused gaze his way. “I didn’t see an exclusive to men sign anywhere.”

“No, but it’s unspoken, isn’t it? This is where boys come to be stupid loud, and refined creatures like you avoid.” He leant in a little. “Between you and me I find it a load of crap. Women can be loud too and men can be graceful and cultured.”

You watched him as he nodded in a convincing manner. You decided to play along.

“So, what is a cultured graceful man like you doing here?” You asked.

The man straightened – a nice, tall height – pointing to the booth next to where Sulli sat, immersed in her phone. The man sitting in the booth looked up, noticing you and your companion and gave a cheeky wave.

“That’s my brother. He’s got the whole ‘I’m a man who needs to go to sports bar to seem cool’ thing going on. Young folks, you know.” He shrugged. “I, myself, am not so much a sports person but I don’t leave him alone if I can.”

“That’s…strangely sweet of you.” You blinked in surprise as the waitress rang his food. He picked up the two trays of subway sandwiches and smiled.

“Well, I’ll see you around I guess, I’m Seokjin, by the way.”

“Y/N,” you answered, stepping forward in line.

Needless to say, Sulli had been ecstatic when she heard about your interaction with Seokjin. That, plus the fact that he stopped by your table to say goodbye and ask if he was going to see you around had prompted your best friend to have you frequent the club further.

The ritual of going through pretty outfits and sitting at the counter until Jungkook – Jin’s brother – and Jin would show up only ended until he actually asked you out.

Jin winced when a loud cheer went through the crowds in the bar. You giggled as he cast you a despairing glance. “I don’t understand. Call me weird, but it’s just a ball.”

“You’re absolutely right. Nothing to lose minds over,” You acquiesced, not mentioning that your father was a sports buff as well.

“I’d much rather be at home, watching Master Chef.” Jin muttered.

“You’re into cooking?” You asked, surprised yet again.

“Very much, I love cooking, baking. I could be borderline Michelin with all the times I’ve had to feed that buffoon over there.” He indicated the corner where Jungkook was slamming his heavy beer mug on the wood. You pursed your lips.

“You should cook me something.” You teased, nudging his broad shoulders when he paused, the swig of beer swirling in his cheek before he swallowed.

“About that; I don’t know about cooking, but I have this reference for a French restaurant? It’s supposed to be really good. I was going to try it out this weekend. Do you…want to come with me? If it’s terrible, we’ll hit McDonalds.” He asked, looking over your shoulder.

You watched him, smiling as you brought your glass of punch to your lips. “Sure, I’d love to.”

Jin’s eyes flickered to you, meeting the smirk with his own. “It’s a date.”

The date had been beautiful. You’d dressed up but kept it simple, not wanting to overdo it even as the hostess walked you to a window facing table where Jin already sat. you were glad to see he hadn’t suited up, a simple black turtle neck, slacks and a grey jacket thrown over the back of his chair, the only dressed up he’d accommodated.

Your date with Jin had been near perfect, the light, crisp wine, the dish you couldn’t pronounce and Jin allowing you to split the bill before walking you to your car were still ingrained in your mind and it was doubtful anyone could ever surpass it.

Now of course, it was pointless, what with the man sprawled out on the table for you to love.

“Thank you, it was a lovely place, I had a lot of fun.” You said, turning to face him when you were next to your car.

“I’m happy you did. Also, thank god the place was good; I didn’t want a bad fish to ruin this date.” Jin chuckled as he tucked your hair behind your ear.

You smiled at the joke before rising up to your tip toes, pushing to be the forward one.

Jin accepted the kiss graciously, large palm moving to cup your cheek as he held you close to him but still respectful of the premise of the first date. Could this man get anymore perfect?

He pulled back for some air, staring at you with his pupils blown out a little before diving in again, his hand sliding to your back as his tongue teased the seam of your lips, barely brushing the edge inside.

You placed both hands on his shoulders, allowing him to enter your mouth, swirling his tongue against yours, a dance that tasted of the chilled wine before disconnecting again, taking deep breaths.

“We should go home, before I decide to get in the car with you.” He chuckled, carefully removing his hands from your body, palming through his hair.

“We have time. We just passed first base.”

Jin frowned, looking confused as you slid into the driver’s side, rolling down the window.

“First base?”

“Hey, we met in a sports bar; might as well keep the spirit alive.”

You winked at him, pulling out from your spot as Jin burst out laughing, waving at you before blowing a kiss.

You placed the lid on the pancake box, turning to look fondly at your still snoozing boyfriend. His arms encased his head, protective as he covered his eyes from the sunlight in the kitchen.

You moved over, trailing your fingertips over his bare skin. The supple surface had cooled in the chill of your home but you found him warm nonetheless, letting your hand rest over him, remembering the time you had seen him shirtless for the first time and he you, while also crossing the second base.

“Why are you shirtless?” You asked, pausing in the doorway of his kitchen.

Jin grumbled; nodding at the shirt he’d thrown to the floor. “I spilled soy sauce all over it. Damned bad luck; it’s one of my best white shirts…” He sighed, shaking his head before returning to his stirring.

“Oh,” you gulped, feeling heat seep into the apples of your cheeks at the vision in front of you.

Jin’s pacific shoulders stretched out, nearly taking up half the space of the kitchen, the muscles rippling every time those sinewy arms shuffled with the hissing pan. He thwacked the spatula against the rim of the utensil, bending down to sniff at the condiments. The jeans he wore tightened against his hips, dragging your eyes to the curve of his rear. You gulped again.

“Do you want me to get you another shirt?”

“No, I’m cool.” Jin blinked when he turned to face you. “Are you okay?”

“Yep,”

“You look feverish, is it the heat?”

Well, it was definitely something alright but you managed to shake your head. Jin frowned, “Are you allergic to something in here?”

“No, Jin, I’m fine, really.”

“But you’re all red and jumpy and…” He trailed off, glancing at you strangely before down at his bare body. It took him a second but you saw the light bulb go on.

Your boyfriend smirked. “Is it me, Y/N? Am I making you hot?”

You would’ve rolled your eyes, made a snarky comment, anything but the way Jin reached back to turn down the stove and strode over to tower over you; eyes challenging and smug changed your mind.

You reached for him, his hands willingly wrapping around you to allow your lips to mesh together. Jin grinned into the kiss, large palms sliding down to your thighs before he was lifting you onto the kitchen island.

“You’re overdressed.” He mumbled, detaching from you to flick open the pearl buttons of your sleek blouse. You placed open mouthed kisses against the column of his throat while he slid the top away from your shoulders, his fingers playing with the straps of your cream bra.

His eyes met yours, hinting a question and you met his with approval, raising your arms so he could push the flimsy material over your head. You dropped your arms, eyes downcast as Seokjin dragged his over your newly bared skin. Gently fingertips pushed your chin up to where he placed a kiss to your eager mouth.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered, foreheads pressing to yours. Hands clasping your knees he dragged you to the edge of the island, his mouth hovering over your neck and clavicle, while his warm breath wafted on your skin, soaking in.

By the time he closed his pillow like petals over your peaking nipples, tongue laving over them, you were already aching against the very obvious bulge that was pressed right against your core.

Naturally, dinner was a bit late.

“Baby,” you called, hand now rubbing against his neck, trying to push him towards consciousness.

Seokjin grumbled, unintelligible before turning his head away from you. You gasped in mock offense. “A minute ago you didn’t want to leave me, now you’re pushing me away.”

“It was longer than a minute.” Jin raised his head to give you an owlish look. “You left me alone for too long; now I’m self sufficient.”

“Uh-huh, fine then, I suppose I’ll be eating all these pancakes by myself.” You moved to your own seat, placing two fluffy pancakes on your own plate and slathering them with chocolate syrup.

“Rude,” Jin huffed, brightening only when you put two on his own plate, sliding the butter and honey over. “If you were nicer, it would be you and honey on the menu for me but you’re playing.” He pouted.

“Jin!” You whined, “Please don’t, I’ve been having flashbacks all morning and you’re not helping.”

Your boyfriend paused mid-bite. “Flashbacks…? What kind of flashbacks?”

“About us, our time together…just stuff,” You took a bite into your pancake while Jin continued to stare at you.

“You were thinking about the bases, weren’t you?” He asked shrewdly, quirking his eyebrow.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because you got all messed up when I brought up eating you out casually. I mean I don’t want to brag but after four years together I can still get you all hot and bothered. I’m awesome.”

You tossed a sprig of rosemary at him in retaliation which he batted away before grinning lasciviously. “I’m right aren’t I? You were thinking of our ‘times’ together.”

“Jin,” You warned.

“Remember third base?”

Oh didn’t you…

“Oh my god, stop,” You placed a hand flat on Kim Seokjin’s perfect face, trying to push it away but damn the man was strong. All the hours he spent with Jungkook in that absurd Club gym weren’t wasted after all.

“Please,” he whispered.

“Jin, Sulli’s in the house. It’s weird.”

“She’s not in the room, is she? Just please, I’ve been waiting for so long. You promised!”

You yanked yourself away when you felt Jin’s hand trailing up your jeans. Ever since you’d crossed second base, Jin had become much more insistent on getting the bases out of the way. It had been five months already but neither of you had had enough time, what with your ongoing thesis and his job starting as a financial advisor.

The changing hours had left him tired, not much happening if he came over, only to fall asleep while you did your own thing or joined him.

Now he was settled and you were free. Jin’s way of celebrating that was to ‘get over with third base’.

“Y/N just let me taste you. I was so hard thinking about it and I had to talk to my boss sporting a boner. It’s the least you can do.”

“Well, you shouldn’t have thought about it.”

He growled. “Are you joking? I have a fucking beautiful girlfriend, how am I not supposed to think about getting my mouth on every available inch of you?”

You were so surprised by his vehemence that you never noticed his hand on your waistband, popping the button open. You straightened, allowing him to tug the zipper down. Jin’s eyes were darkening, lower lip caught in his teeth as he glanced up at you hungrily.

“Lay back, baby,”

You obeyed, positioning yourself flat on your back in the center of your bed. Jin hovered over you, sliding the jeans off you and tossing it over his shoulders.

“I thought you said no?” He asked, leaning over you to tap at the silk covering you. You hummed absently. “I said no, until Sulli leaves.”

“So, I can go to town?”

You groaned. “You are so lame.”

Jin pushed himself against you, a hand lifting your face to his. “You love me,” he shushed before crawling down your body, lifting the thin tank top to expose your stomach.

You watched; lips caught between your teeth, as Seokjin took a breath, lowering his mouth till it rested just over your navel, small brushes lilting against your rapidly heating skin. “Relax, love, you’re all red and tense.” He ran a soothing palm over your leg, taking your mind off the fact that you were indeed mostly naked in front of him.

“I’m fine,” you squeaked.

He laughed at you, eyes fond even as he was slipping a thumb into the waistband of your panties, edging them lower. “If you say so, but I need you a little less stiff so you can enjoy it and I can enjoy doing it to you. We don’t have to,” he began but you were already cutting him off.

“No, no, I’m fine, I want this.” You nodded frantically.

Your lover read you for a second longer, gauging your reaction before the fabric pooling around your knees vanished, tossed in the same direction your jeans were and Seokjin’s face was lowering again.

He settled himself comfortably in the space between your parted legs, making sure to place them over his shoulder, enormous as they were, holding them apart just in case you decided to close them.

And you did…

The first flicker of his tongue against the underside of your belly had you jolt in ticklish panic. Jin stopped immediately; giving you an accusing stare.

“Relax, Y/N.” He warned yet again, keeping his eyes on you as his tongue slipped out again, boldly pressing against your clit, a swift and noticeable pressure.

“Oh,” you said simply, your eyes fixed to your ceiling while you tried not to be distracted from his ministrations.

Each lick, pucker and suck against your rosy flesh had you moaning, exultation barely hidden and over the horizon. You wondered if Sulli had in fact, heard it all, each indecent and wonderful reaction; but as Jin moved, slurping lewdly against your wetness with his long, crooked fingers buried knuckle deep in you, coaxing an orgasm that blinded you and had him grunting in satisfaction, you thought: Ah, fuck it.

Jin was staring intently at you, while you kept your own eyes firmly fixed to your food.

“Well…do you?” He pressed.

“Jin,” you shook your head. “What does it matter anyway? It’s in the past, we’re here now, why are you so bothered about that?”

“Because,” He replied simply. “All those times were so hot. I don’t remember one single time when we’ve been awkward in our physical intimacy and I’m proud of us for clicking naturally.”

“Just in that one department,” You teased.

“I’m just going to point out to you that our fourth year anniversary just went by and that we live together. You might just bear my children someday.”

You threw yet another packet of condiment at him, squarely hitting him in the shoulder. He let out a short groan that made you look up in surprise. “I hurt you with a packet of pepper?”

“No, I just…I had morning wood…but you know food first…but, well, all this talk about our sex life kind of has me going again.”

Jin cast you big, warm hopeful eyes, squirming in his chair to get the point across. You eyed him right back, trying to pour as much disdain as you could into it but to no avail. Either he was too used to it or he was too horny to notice.

“Come on, Y/N,” he reached for your free hand, thumbing circles over yours.

“You have hands Jin,” you retorted, pulling at your hand but he held fast.

“Come on, Y/N,” He repeated, voice deepening to a pitch he knew had you melting in a pool of your own lust while he watched wickedly.

“Play fair, you jerk!”

Seokjin stood up, rising to his full height as he moved to your side, bending over your chair to press cool, chapped lips to your neck.

“I’m so hot for you. Plus, we love kitchen sex.” He murmured, a husky undertone already present that had you squirming in your own seat, much to his delight.

“You know you want to, baby.” Jin’s hand moved from your shoulder, brushing flat over your breast, tweaking at your hardening nipple over the over sized shirt of his you had on before settling near the apex of your legs.

“I also know exactly how you like it. We can have a mini celebration of our fourth base right here.”

You were already losing, you could tell. Your breath quickened, pulse thrumming in your ears, in tandem with Jin’s voice. You clutched at his bicep, nails inching on his skin. Your eyes fell shut when he pulled the shirt up, slipping into the cotton boy shorts that completed your night wear.

A simple push to one side and your legs were opening for the man, his fingers already running over the insides of your thighs. The delicate skin prickled, signaling goose bumps on the rise.

“Jin,” You whimpered, his body caging over yours with the other hand moving to pull at the shirt, tugging it till it popped free over your head.

“Damn, I’m never going to get tired of seeing you naked.” He grunted, already pulling his own shirt over his head to join you.

You turned in the chair, running a hand over his abdomen, feeling him clench at your touch.

“You know what I remembered?” You asked.

“Hmm?” Seokjin curved a hand under your chin, letting you fiddle with his drawstrings.

“I didn’t suck you off during our third base. I want to make up for that.” You glanced up, through your lashes even as Jin exhaled sharply, a curt nod allowing you to free him from his pants.

Seokjin’s hot, pulsating length bobbed; a sight you’d seen many times but one that struck you during times like these; when it was slow but there was desperation coating the air, causing you to appreciate just what a gorgeous man your boyfriend was in all sense of the word.

Jin waited, letting you marvel all over his manhood, hand wrapping around the base to tug at the skin. A drip of precum oozed at the head, indicating his eagerness and before he could brace himself you had engulfed him.

A healthy sex life had made you adept at taking in Jin’s size, his glans and most of his length settling into the hot cavern of your mouth and above you the man let out an obscene groan.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispered when you went further, his hand reaching up to rest at the back of your head, helping you.

Minutes passed as the only sounds in the kitchen were Jin’s low grunts and the soft, squelching of his cock going down your throat. You used the extra saliva to coat his length thickly, but Jin pulled away.

“Floor, honey, get on the floor, I want to be inside you now.” He choked, his own hand wrapping tightly around his length, jerky movements giving away the edge.

You hurriedly complied, getting rid of the shorts before getting on the floor, on all fours for easiest access. Even though it definitely wasn’t your first time fucking in the kitchen, what with Jin’s fondness for cooking and your fondness for watching him at it, it had been a while. Getting your own apartment with a nice bed to fool around in, with jobs had made you both much more conservative.

Jin got on his knees behind you, patting at your legs until you moved so he could slide the folded fabric of his shirt under your knees. The other hand moved to your willing core, fingers rubbing over your swollen lips to gather your wetness.

“So wet, baby, it’s been a while since I’ve had you in the kitchen, are you excited?” He asked gently. You could already feel the smug smile in the kiss he placed over the curve of your ass as he wrapped his hands around your hips.

“Yes,” you answered him, basking in his excitement at being adventurous again.

“Mm, that’s nice, we should do this more often,” he said, running the head of his cock over your opening, watching the way your juices slicked on his skin. “I should surprise you more often; eat you out on the table…maybe you can suck me off while I cook your favorite fried rice? Or we can just get down and dirty on the floor, give us an excuse to clean more?”

“Jin, please hurry,” you whined and he giggled while pushing in finally.

Seokjin settled in you heavy, his cock hot as your wall squeezed him. Your back arched as Jin hissed, gritting his teeth.

“You’re sucking me in baby, look at that.” He pulled back, staring at the place you connected in awe, a slow rhythm placed that just toed the line between satisfying and not enough.

You let out a keening whine when Jin paused, still nestled in you to place a trail a kisses up your back, slowly starting again. “Jin,” You panted his name in reproach.

“I know baby, but I’m still sensitive and you’re so tight in the morning. Just enjoy it, we have time.” He soothed.

You lowered yourself to rest on your elbows while he continued to move in you, low groans of appreciation falling from his lips as you backed yourself on his length.

When finally you felt you might explode from the delicious burn of his thickness in you, rubbing just shy from that glorious spot, he picked up.

Jin’s frame bent over you, one hand wrapping around your chest to hold you to him as his hips picked up pace, pounding into you with a speed that had you crying out, broken and pitched.

Hot breath washed over your ear, Jin panting on your skin, low growls whimpering dirty praises that would’ve curled your toes if you weren’t getting distracted at the moment.

“Are you close, sweetheart? Are you going to come all over me, gush the way I like? I know you can. Come on,” His hand slipped down to the swollen nub of nerves, rubbing harshly.

Your body arced away from him, fragmenting with the power of the orgasm that washed over you. Jin still remained, a loud expletive escaping him at the way your walls tightened and squeezed, milking him inside of you. You dropped back to the floor, sated and dopey with Jin following, his warm weight comforting upon you.

Jin pushed hair out of your eyes, smiling when he saw the dazed beam on your face. “That was amazing.” You crooned. He kissed your lips, sealing the smiles together. “Yes, we are. Can you walk?” He quietly inquired.

You whined immediately, throwing arms around his neck. “No. Carry.”

Seokjin obeyed.

With some difficulty, Jin hefted you up into his arms, walking through the hall. “I think it’s fair that I get clingy and whiny in the mornings. You do the same after sex. Even Steven,” He teased you, receiving no answer. He glanced down to see you already asleep, head resting against his chest.

Sighing with a surge of endorphins and love for the nuzzling woman he carried to the bathroom, he thought of the surprise he had for you in his sock drawer.

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[cheeze225]

Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...  and an athlete... and a basket case... a princess... and a criminal...

The Breakfast Club (1985)

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[suga-kookiemonster]

Ok Ashley, first of all when I saw the gif you used, I know you were about to FUCK ME UPPPP. Alright bubs, buckle up this is gon be a RIDE cus phew I am the biggest hoe for ego. I’ve literally re-read the whole series MULTIPLE TIMES and it’s never NOT funny, like I still cackle at the same jokes every damn time. Anyways, yes let’s get it. I love how you’ve used common tropes like fuckboy!jk, fratboy!jk, college au, F2L, and onebed, but have completely made it your own. Like I feel like even if

you posted your work under some other pen name, I’d still recognize your style and work. You have a very specific voice? Very “YOU” BRAND of writing and that’s probably one of the HARDEST things to achieve as a writer. Mc is a delight and the way she be low key losing her cool over sleepin in the same bed as kook has me cryin cus girl I FEEL YA. “just a t-shirt advertising your university’s Segway club that you had swiped off a table for free during freshman orientation” HAHAHA mc and I are the

same fuckin people is2g cus free is for me. ALSO DUDE, “Jungkook softly, but audibly inhaled, like he was gearing up to say something of importance” BUT WHAT WAS HE GOING TO SAY?! I need to know, it’s for science. Also, high key endeared that he calls he “noona” cus I’m a pervy old lady and a lady could dream ok. Yes, now we get to the good stuffs, cus motherfucker would I love to wake up to kook’s morning wood wow he really be like a man buffet- he’s both cute and dashingly sexy. “attempting to

smooth your expression into one of ignorant unconsciousness as adrenaline pounded through you. Your eyes were closed, but that didn’t stop you from feeling his close proximity as he gingerly leaned over you to scope out your face” OMFG THE WAY MY BLOOD PRESSURE SKYROCKETED. Ngl been there and it’s SO uncomfortable like can he NOT feel my heart falling right outta my ass??? Kudos to mc for keeping composure (cus I wasn’t able to oops) kinda interested in what the situation woulda looked like had

he known she was awake tho?? “really? … fucking really gonna do this now?” HAHAH OMG “the way he was using the clothes he had apparently grabbed from his bag to hide his crotch from your view” the consistency in your writing is SO IMPRESSIVE like… when I read ego I see it as a move in my head bc of all these small, but important, details. They both migrated towards each other uwu that is SO CUTE, esp with kook as the big spoon wrapped all around her ughhh my heart. And the way she grabbed a

plate of food for baby boy has me SO ENDEARED, it’s so sweet the way she’s thinking of him and his favorite food. Ok, BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT NAMJOON AND LISA, cus Namjesus they totally boned that night didn’t they?! The whole breakfast scene had me ROLLING “jungkookie lost his hands in a tragic paragliding accident” and “…like he was sitting there smiling at you, eyes sparkling like he was a big titty anime girl?” honestly, I gotta hand it to you, there has been no fic that makes me laugh the way

ego does. The dialogue, the pop culture references (re: pimp my ride, fear factor, “Squidward”, etc), the humor KILLS ME. You seem like the funny af friend in the group. Like “baby wine doesn’t exist because that illegal. and, frankly, immoral.” “But I would just like to state for the record that I’m the one who passed through her vagina.” “Tore it too, from what I hear” HAHA OMFG THEIR BANTER IS A+ bff shitting on each other and I’m living for it!!! The whole laser tag scene was pure gold.

The way lisa started opening up, jk’s cocky ass, mc/joon’s mess of team work, the way jungkook calls mc “babe” instead of “noona” (what’s with that anyways? He wanna be seen as manlier or something??), the return of the god of destruction, “Yeah, well you also have no upper lip” HAHAHAHA ok but I actually love jk’s sparce upper lip and buck teeth, it’s just so SWEET &ENDEARING. “You watched his tongue roll in his cheek as he considered you. It was sexy” HELL MFING YES IT’S SO SEXY!! I love this

characterization of jk- he’s very layered. He’s sweet, charming, sexy, dumb af, and annoying all at the same time which makes him feel vvv real to me. And now the smut. The fact that they’re in the same position as the other morning, but unlike last time, she’s ready to do something about it. The mouth on that boy omg reminds me of “do you kiss your mom with that mouth?” from an earlier chapter phew. I love that he’s focused on prepping her with all the grinding and fingering. While v sexy, also

shows he cares about her pleasure in that he wants her to enjoy penetration. The bit when he’s just dazed when she’s urging him to get a condom has me chuckling- is he THAT shook that it’s actually happening?? “He slid the rubber on with shaky hands.” Makes me think that he’s both nervous and excited and it’s more than just one time fucking to him. And the way she asks to ride him phew, she really be LIVIN THE DREAM that’s my ultimate fantasy let’s be real until he opens his dumb mouth “Hop on.

Please remember to fasten your seatbelt and for your safety keep all items stowed beneath the seat in front of you until after takeoff” OMFG HE’S SO ANNOYING HAHAHA “You placed another kiss on a pebbled nipple, intrigued when you heard him swallow a moan. Emboldened, you circled it with your tongue, scratched it lightly with your teeth. Jungkook whined, and the sound shot straight to your clit” FUCK THAT’S HOT. I am 10/10 a hoe for nipple play. Holy shit, and the way he pulled outta her cus he

knew he wasn’t going to make it in time for her to cum too, so he opts to eat her out first. We LOVE a man who prioritizes female pleasure!! Hnng and the way she agrees to continue fucking even after she’s already came and the way kook just GOES TO FUCKING TOWN ON THAT PUSS had my vag ROLLINGGGG damn I really feel bad for whoever is sharing a wall with them rn cus that headboard RIP my heart “I win” wtf dude his pillow talk SUCKS ASS. Just when she thinks she’s not just a game to him, he pulls

this shit. It’s probably just a dumb af joke cus we know my bby be competitive as all hell and also ain’t that smart, but damn. Not. The. Time. UGHHHH I just want to squish their faces together and be like "TALK TO EACH OTHER PLS- this is all a terrible misunderstanding" TL;DR my panties are wet, my heart is broken, and I kinda wanna knee kook in the balls. Thank you for this update!! Masterpieces are ALWAYS worth the wait!! It's bitter sweet that ego is comin to the end. Sending all my love

PHEWWWWW, THIS REVIEW!! 😭😭💕we still have one part left, so i’m not gonna confirm or deny any of your assumptions. but OMG, i’m so touched that my work left this big of an impression on you! your commentary made me smile so big 😩😩😩 truly, thank you so much for enjoying my wacky fic and my wacky characters. it really means a lot to know that people love my babies as much as i do, and that they’re actually as invested in the storyline as i am. ego was my first fic for the bts fandom, so she’s really special to me and it makes me happy that others enjoy her 🤧💕 and that you enjoy my writing style 😭😭😭pls 😭😭😭

thank you again for your sweet words. hopefully i can finish ch 8 sooner than later!

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