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RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU WERE VALIDATED BY BILL NYE

you’re the one.

collab w/ my babygirl Lauren ( @alexanderhamiltomes )

You grumbled loudly as you looked over your textbook for the hundredth time that day. You concentrated on the sentences that laid out in front of you and rubbed your wrist, trying to coax understanding out of the three red marks that marred the skin. You were looking for answers. Anything and everything that could help you understand the whole ‘tally mark’ thing. You weren’t suppose to have three. You should have one and only one, but that’s not what’s happening at the moment. Three people who were supposed to turn the marks black with requited and admitted love, yet here you were: a single and broke college student while two of the three were either married or engaged to the ones that had given them their marks.

Your eyes scanned over the words one last time before a knock interrupted your focus. You lifted your eyes for one second but turned them back to the page. Another knock sounded this time, more urgent than the other. You slammed the book shut and stood up to answer the door. The knocking persisted even as you swung the door open, revealing a  short and black-haired man with his fist raised mid-knock. When he saw you his eyes widened and his mouth opened and shut quickly. You looked at him, anger in your eyes from being interrupted as you began to speak to him.

“How may I help you?” you asked as you held the door. A confused expression was painted across his face as he looked at you.

“Does Pippa live here?” he asked and craned his neck to look at the room behind you, you shook your head, small hairs falling in your face before you spoke up once more.

“No,” the word came out harsher than you had meant. His mouth opened and closed for a moment before it opened again.

“Oh. What room number is this?” his voice sounded angelic for a moment. Your finger pointed at the door in front of yours to indicate where Pippa was, an “Oh,” left his mouth once more. You nodded and started to close your door.

“Wait!” his voice came out with urgency, “What’s your name?”

“I really need to get back to studying. Bye,” you said instead of answering him and closed the door. Or at least you were going to before he stuck his foot in the doorway. You groaned and opened the door up again.

“I’m Lin. Lin-Manuel Miranda. But just Lin if you don’t want to remember all of that,” he introduced himself with a huge smile before sticking his hand out to shake. You looked at him and his hand before taking it with a sigh. Your skin tingled the moment it came into contact with his.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you simply said, a smile still plastered on his face as he opened his mouth to speak again.

“Y/N.” he paused for a slight moment as he repeated your name one last time, “Would you be interested in going-”

You ignored the beautiful way your name fell off his tongue and interrupted him, “Aren’t you supposed to be meeting someone?”

The smile faltered on his face, “Well, yes. But she can wait.” Your eyebrows lifted at the word ‘she’.

“I’ve read that it’s rude to keep soulmates waiting, Lin-Manuel.” You attempted to close the door again but this time his hand shot out and stopped it.

“No! You don’t understand,” he tugged the sleeve of his gray jumper up to show you his tan and blank wrist. “I haven’t met mine yet,” his voice was dipped in disappointment. A split second later a bright smile took over his face, “Or at least they haven’t fallen in love with me yet.”

“Yet?” you asked, a small laugh being brought from your lips.

“Yet,” Lin repeated.

“Maybe you don’t have one,” you regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth. You wished you could take them back when you saw the way Lin’s face seemed to crumble at the thought of not having a soulmate.

“Maybe,” he repeated, sadness lacing his voice. He backed away from your door, shooting you a small smile. “Good luck with studying, Y/N.”

“Wait!” This time it was you who called out to him when he started making his way to his friend’s door. He turned back to you. “I’m sure you have a soulmate. The fates wouldn’t take that away from someone like you.” You winced at your own words, where had that come from?

He grinned at you and took a step towards you. “You think so?”

“I know so,” you said without hesitation.

He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Thank you. I won’t bother you anymore, but I’ll see you around?” He busied himself with his jumper, unable to meet your eyes.

“Maybe,” you breathed and shut the door as quickly as you could. Your back pressed against the door as the events replayed in your head. This was not good.

When you shut your eyes and opened them once more, you moved and sat at your desk, opening the book again.

“Y/N!” A familiar voice called your name across the empty campus. You turned around quickly to see Lin jogging towards you.

“Long time, no see,” you greeted him, a smile gracing your lips although you had put all of your willpower into keeping a straight face.

“It’s only been two days since I happened upon your door. You missed me that much?” His smile was goofy and the tone of his question told you that he was genuinely asking.

You blushed and hoped that he would think it was just the cold air biting at your skin. You had missed him, more than you’d like to admit. The past two days you had been unable to get his warm brown eyes out of your mind. It seemed like every time you closed your eyes you were once again assaulted with the image of him standing in front of you in his loose gray jumper. He was too handsome for his own good.

“Maybe I did,” you shrugged and watched as a smile painted it’s way to his face. A giggle escaped his lips before he looked down at both of your feet. Your heart seemed to skip at the sound of his laugh. You’d only spoken to him for about five minutes and he was already having physical effects on you. What was wrong with you? Were you destined to constantly meet men that you had no chance with?

God, that was a beautiful sound. You thought to yourself before being pulled from your thoughts.

“I would hope so,” a smile spread across your features before your hands met with the pockets of your jeans. The blush that had once graced your face quickly came back but darker.

“Are you saying you missed me, Lin-Manuel?” you asked with a raised eyebrow.

It was his turn to blush.

“Maybe,” he smiled and looked back at you. Your lips stretched again as he spoke.

“Well, I would hope so,” you whispered his words back to him. Lin’s head turned to look behind him when his name was called out. A group of people waved him over, you knew some of them

Anthony and Jasmine were the school couple.

Renee and Pippa lived in front of you.

Daveed was in your writing class.

“Looks like I’ve got to go.” Lin smiled and turned towards his friends.

“Already?” You pretended to pout and was surprised when Lin’s face showed true conflict.

“I mean.. I could walk you to your next class? If you wanted me to?” He ran a hand through his hair.

“I was just kidding. Go to your friends, Lin.” You pushed his shoulder slightly and smiled when he blew you a kiss as he walked away. You tried to catch your breath as you watched him greet his friends. He looked back at you one last time before he turned the corner and waved.

You stood on the sidewalk for a couple of moments longer, thinking about Lin. You didn’t know anything about the man beside the fact that he was terrible at reading dorm numbers, yet you felt a connection unlike any other before. All he did was offer to walk you to class but your heart pounded slow and tense like he had just proposed. Three people had left their marks on your wrist but still, none of them had the effect that Lin had on you.

You began walking down the street, lost in thought. Lin was devastatingly handsome though you doubted he knew it. The way he played with his jumper when you had first met him was almost funny because it didn’t make sense how a man with such warm eyes and full lips could be self-conscious. If that didn’t make your heart beat abnormally already, he was kind. You had answered the door and had been uncharacteristically rude to him but he still stayed and tried to make a good impression. He made more than a good impression on you, though. You knew it was foolish to think this way so soon after meeting him but you felt as though you had always had a small impression in you, a crater that needed to be filled and Lin was the perfect size and shape for it.

A burn you knew all too well radiated from your wrist. You frantically pushed up your coat sleeve and watched as a new red mark materialized on your skin. Your thoughts of Lin flew out of your mind and panic replaced them. You pushed your sleeve down and sprinted back to your dorm. Your Nordic History class could wait. As soon as you entered your room you shedded your coat and held your wrist up to your eyes. The newest tally mark made four, and you knew it had to belong to Lin. The mark was a deeper red than the rest and somehow you knew it was set deeper into your skin than the previous three. You let out a groan of frustration and kicked one of the legs of your desk, making the textbook you had been studying when Lin first waltzed into your life fall to the ground. You glared at the book, willing it to burst into flames. This wasn’t right. Why did you have to have four marks when everyone else you knew had just one clean tally that they could trust would turn black? Why were you damned to try to find a reason as to why fate had given you the wrong soulmate over and over? You picked up the book and threw it against the wall, leaving a tiny dent.

You fell back onto your bed and prayed that Lin hadn’t gotten the mark. You didn’t want love. Why would you? Love wasn’t meant for you, fate had made sure to tell you that.

You let out a sigh and grabbed your pillow, shoving it on your face before screaming in frustration. Your eyes closed for a split second before you lifted yourself from the bed and grabbed your phone. You scrolled through some of the old text’s between your mother and you before she got a new phone.

From: Mom’s old number

You’ll find him eventually, and so what you have two?

To: Mom’s old number

Nobody else has it!

From: Mom’s old number

And? Makes you unique.

You sighed at that word. Unique. Everything about the tally marks were unique.

You let your fingers press the plus at the top of your messages before you started typing out a long detailed text. You then deleted it and wrote a shorter explanation.

To: Momma

So, I have four tally marks now and one of them is a really deep red. I don’t know what to do because I do not want this tally mark mom. I do not want any of these.

Your heart began to beat as you awaited the text. You locked your phone and sat it down, grabbing the pillow you had once used on your face. Instead of suffocating yourself you laid your head on it and waiting for a response, which came quickly.

From: Momma

Do you have his number? If not, get those digits. Love him with all your might.

Your eyes rolled for a slight moment as you read her text. Your mother had always been the insufferable optimist.

You were interrupted at the sound of laughter coming from the hall outside your door. Your fingers locked your phone as you lifted yourself from your bed. You looked at the clock on the wall and saw that your class was starting in five minutes. And it was a mile away. You didn’t own a car, it was starting in five minutes, it was a mile away, and attendance was worth 25% of your grade. You were a history major and needed to pass this class in order to get your diploma.

You threw your coat back on and heaved your backpack onto your shoulder before running out of the door. You didn’t get very far because you were blocked by a mass of people standing in front of your door. They were laughing as a girl with straight black hair swiped her key card over and over without being granted entry into her dorm.

“I swear it was working this morning!” Pippa grumbled. They all had their backs to you, including one person clad in a gray sweater and black jeans. Lin.

You tried to carefully tiptoe away from the group without being noticed. You had only taken a few steps when Daveed’s voice filled the hall. “Y/N!” Shit. You turned around slowly and saw that they were all looking at you. You made eye contact with Lin but quickly broke it, looking down at his right sleeve that was bunched around his elbow. For a moment you didn’t understand why he would roll up the only sleeve. Until you saw a red mark on his wrist that definitely hadn’t been there two days ago. Shit again. “Just the girl we all wanted to see,” Daveed laughed and elbowed Lin.

“Y/N,” Lin took a step towards you. “Look,” he brandished his wrist to you. You stared at the mark that was the same deep shade of red as your own. You felt as though your world was collapsing around you. Every other time a mark had appeared on your wrist, your supposed ‘soulmate’ hadn’t gotten one. Something different was happening here and suddenly you knew what was wrong. The fates have made another mistake. You looked into Lin’s eyes to see complete fondness and adoration shining out at you. It had to be a mistake. When you stayed silent Lin spoke again, “It’s for you. I was halfway down the street when it appeared and I ran back to where you were but you were already gone. I would’ve come here immediately but I thought you were in class.” He took another step towards you. You noticed subconsciously that Lin’s entourage was filing into Pippa and Renee’s room, the keycard must have finally worked. You were now alone with Lin.

“I-” You shut your mouth quickly. You didn’t know what to say. Hell, you didn’t even know what to think.

He gently reached out and grabbed your right arm. “Can I see yours?” Before you could say anything he was pulling up your sleeve. Your mind finally caught up to the situation and you ripped your arm away from him before he saw your wrist.

“No!” You hugged your arm to your body.

A bemused expression swept across Lin’s face. “What do you mean, no?” He tilted his head slightly and bit his bottom lip. His extremely kissable bottom lip. Fuck.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” you whispered and felt a physical blow to your chest when you saw Lin’s hurt countenance. “I’ve got to go,” you rushed out and ran down the hall before he could say another word.

You made it to your class five minutes late but today the universe had taken mercy on you by making your usually punctual professor arrive just a minute after you. You slid into the seat that your best friend Oak had saved for you.

“Hey,” he smiled and pulled out his pen from the backpack he had brought with him.

“Hi,” you mumbled and grabbed the notebook and textbook. “Do you have a pen? I forgot one.” Your eyes met his before quickly looking away. Oak’s head nodded before he reached for another pen, handing you his.

His eyes moved over your facial features. You were stressed, that was known. But why was there sadness lingering in your eyes? Why was the one person who was almost always happy, sad?

“What’s wrong?” Oak asked with worry lingering in his voice.

“Nothing.” you said, no emotion was evident in the way you said it.

It was cold.

“No. Something is wrong,” he pushed, your head shook and looked at your paper as your professor apologized.

“What is wrong?” he repeated, you didn’t answer this time.

You spent the class ignoring every plea from Oak. He was worried and you knew that, but you didn’t want him to know about this mark. It was embarrassing, especially for him to see. Oak symbolized your first tally mark. You had gotten it in tenth grade when he had kissed you for the first time. You had been ecstatic and had brandished your mark to him, excitedly telling him that you were meant to be and you were so happy to have met him so young. When you saw Oak’s blank wrist, your world had fallen apart around you and you had never felt so much pain. Oak and you had come to the understanding that your friendship was more important than any relationship you might have had and continued being best friends. You still loved Oak but now more than anything it felt like a platonic love. Oak had been there for you when Thayne and Leslie had left their marks on you as well. Thayne was now engaged, Leslie married, and Oak still had a blank wrist. You didn’t want him to know that yet again you were left behind. It was embarrassing.

As soon as class was over you stood up, gathered your things, and rushed out of the lecture hall. It didn’t matter, though. Oak always caught up with you. “Y/N!” his deep voice boomed out and you stopped in your tracks, knowing that he wouldn’t give up. His broad form caught up to you and you began to walk side by side back to your dorm. “What’s happened?” You didn’t answer him. He asked again and you ignored him, paying special attention to the sidewalk in front of you. Oak let out a frustrated groan and grabbed your wrist.

“Hey!” You tried to pull away from him but to no avail. He yanked up your sleeve before you could stop him and saw your marks. You had both stopped when he had taken hold of your arm and you now held your breath, trying to gauge his reaction.

He didn’t look surprised and just nodded to himself. “Thought so,” he relinquished his hold on your arm and you both began walking again.

“I wish you wouldn’t use your brute strength against me,” you grumbled, referring to the way you hadn’t been able to escape from his grasp.

“You used to like my brute strength,” he laughed loudly at his own joke and you scoffed. After a moment of silence, he spoke up again, “So who’s the lucky guy this time?”

This time. It was sad that Oak was able to phrase it that way. “You wouldn’t know him,” you obfuscated.

“Try me.”

You readjusted your backpack and sighed, “Lin-Manuel Miranda.”

His eyebrows rose as he turned his head to look at you.

“Seriously?” he asked with a laugh, a small ‘yeah’ left your lips while a smile played along his lips.

“He’s a good guy,” he told you, your eyebrows knitted together. “Plus,” he began as he turned the corner that leads you to your building. “He has the biggest heart. You’re a lucky girl to be with him.” He finished.

His hands went to push up the strap on his shoulder as you muttered something that couldn’t be made out. Oak hummed softly and looked at you, “What did you say?” he asked, you shook your head and allowed a few hairs to fall in your face. You both turned a corner before bumping into someone.

“Y/N,” the all too familiar voice gasped as you fell on your butt.

You hadn’t realized your eyes had closed until you opened them to meet Lin’s face. His lips were parted and his eyes were wide as he held out a hand to you. You happily took it.

The touch of skin brought a blush to the both of your faces, your heart began to beat a little faster as you looked at him.

“Lin,” you whispered and swallowed hard. A smile played along your lips at the way you said his name before he looked at Oak.

“Hey,” Lin smiled and waved at Oak who winked at the both of you.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Oak smiled and walked away while giving you both a soft smile.

“Why are you around here?” you asked and kept your eyes from meeting his.

“Pippa and Renee wanted to see me,” he responded and looked behind himself. “Oh.” you let out. Lin’s smile faded for a second before having it return. This one looked painful.

“Would it be weird if I asked you to hang out with us tonight?” he asked. Your eyes widened they quickly went to glance at his.

“I- What?” you mumbled. He nodded as hope filled his beautiful eyes.

“Is that weird?” he asked, you looked at him and shook your head.

“No, it’s not,” you told him, desperately wanting to say it was. It was, wasn’t it? Weird to go out when you didn’t even want him to see the mark he created.

“I’ll talk to Pippa,” you told him before smiling and shuffling away.

“Wait!” he shouted, you stopped and waited for him to say something. “I need your number,” Lin said in a quiet voice. You turned on your heel and nodded, pulling your phone from your pocket and handing it to him. He smiled and allowed you to type your passcode in before he added his number.

“Shoot me a text when you talk to her,” you nodded as he talked before he murmured “Or whenever.” You smiled at that before letting a small giggle fall from your lips.

“Alright.” you nodded.

“I’ll see you later.”

You both waved before you walked off, your heart finally calming down. It took a few minutes for the gravity of what you had just agreed to do to hit you. You shut your eyes for a few seconds, trying to think of what to do. You couldn’t just cancel, you were supposed to meet them tonight! It was too short notice. You pulled your phone out of your pocket and quickly dialed a number. Oak picked up after one ring.

“Y/N? You need me to come rescue you?” His voice sounded genuinely concerned and it made you feel bad for your young self, no wonder you had fallen in love so quickly. But more than anything it reminded you of why he was now your best friend.

“No, the big bad wolf is gone but he invited me to his friend’s dorm tonight. You two are friends right?” You put your hand over your eyes and tried not to scream in public.

“So? Are you going to go?” Oak’s voice was amused.

“Depends. Would you rather accompany me or help me fake my own death?”

“That’s a tough one,” he laughed. “What time should I pick you up?”

“Six. And wear that blue button up with the black skinny jeans,” you remembered the time Oak had taken you to prom and had worn sneakers. Since then you always told him what to wear before you went out to public events together.

“Yes, mom,” you could practically hear him rolling his eyes and you hung up the phone.

Before you knew it, it was 6 o’clock and you were scrutinizing every part of yourself in the mirror. You knew it was pointless to try to impress Lin yet here you stood with your hair falling in waves around your shoulders, carefully applied lipstick, and your best fitting skinny jeans and beige sweater. You hoped you looked effortless but flawless. A living, breathing oxymoron.

A knock rapped three times in a strange pattern at your door. You laughed out loud at Oak using your old code. You swung open the door swiftly and tackled him in a hug. “You wore what I told you to! Thank you! I owe you!” You said quickly in a hushed whisper, you didn’t know if Lin was already at Pippa and Renee’s dorm but you didn’t want to take a chance of him overhearing you.

“Anything for you,” Oak swung an arm over your shoulder. “Where am I driving?”

“Oh uh, it’s right across the hall,” you scratched the back of your neck and laughed at yourself for forgetting such a detail.

Oak groaned, “I cleaned out all the take out boxes from the passenger seat for you!”

You wrinkled your nose. “Ew.” You patted his chest and smiled up at him, “I do appreciate the effort.”

He rolled his eyes and knocked on the girls’ dorm. Pippa answered and squealed, “Y/N!” She beckoned you into the small dorm and you gulped when you realized you and Oak were the last ones to arrive.

“Hope you guys don’t mind I invited Oak to tag along,” you made sure your sleeve was pulled down to cover your wrist.

“The more the merrier!” Daveed cheered and proceeded to shotgun a can of beer.

You met eyes with Lin who was currently staring at Oak’s arm that was still draped around you. “Hi, Lin,” you said with a quiver in your voice and his eyes shot to your face.

“Y/N.” He stood up from his blue beanbag to greet you. You stepped out of Oak’s arm to give Lin a quick hug. You pulled away to see his blushing face. “I- I’m glad you came.”

You eyed Anthony chug a beer as Jasmine looked on unimpressed. “Me too.” Your words made him go even redder, if that was possible.

“Lin!” Oak’s voice boomed inside the tiny room. Oak flew in between you and Lin and enveloped Lin in a warm hug. “What’s up, buddy!”

Lin hugged Oak back, patting his back and stepped away. “There have been a few developments recently,” he looked at you again and you blushed. There was no reason to blush, he wasn’t really your soulmate. It was just a fluke like the previous three were. But he has a tally mark too… a small voice reminded you. You kindly told it to shut the fuck up. And you love everything about him, as much as you don’t want to! You were less kind to it this time.

Oak bit his lip and looked between the two of you. “Ah.”

You had been laughing so much it hurt with Lin when Renee stood on a chair in the middle of the room. “We!” She held her can of alcohol up. “Are playing truth or dare!” It seemed like an excellent idea to you. Maybe it was because you were slightly buzzed from the beer in your hand because a small part of you told you that sober Y/N would not like it at all.

You sat in the circle between Oak and Lin eagerly watched the game begin.

“Pippa,” Daveed slurred. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” she said without hesitation, her eyes glinting.

This led Pippa to walk across the room on her hands, Jasmine to admit she didn’t think Anthony was very cute when she first met him (“What!! You’re joking!!”), and for Daveed to somehow effectually lick his elbow.

“Alright,” Anthony spoke up as his eyes went around the circles before meeting yours but quickly flicking to Oak’s. Anthony’s lips touched the bridge of his drink.

“Oak,” he mumbled with a wide smile playing his lips. “Truth or dare?” he asked in a slow motion. Oak thought about it before shrugging.

“Dare.” He shrugged.

A wicked smile played on Anthony’s lips as he took a drink from the can. “I dare you to…” He trailed off. His eyes looked around the circle before he settled on you.

“To kiss Y/N,” a soft gasp was heard at the words.

Oak looked at Anthony with his eyebrows raised, “Okay.” Oak shrugged and leaned over to press his lips against yours.

It wasn’t a long kiss but it was soft and delicate.

You moved away from him and looked at him as a dark blush coated your cheeks along with Oak’s. A soft scoff came from Lin’s mouth when he saw the blush.

The game went on as everyone drank more. You had acted as if you were the Queen of England, Lin had told you how many people he had dated (which admittedly wasn’t very many) and Oak was dared to down three shots of tequila without throwing up. Of course, he succeeded, he was Okieriete fucking Onaodowan.

“Y/N,” Daveed smirked. “Truth or dare?”

You gulped and flicked your eyes to Oak. You would play it safe this time. “Truth.”

A knowing smile flitted across Daveed’s face. “Who’s your soulmate?”

You gasped at the question and you felt Oak’s steady palm press against your back. You should’ve known this was coming. You should’ve picked dare. You took a long sip of your drink. “Now that is a tricky question.” You avoided all the eyes in the room, especially Lin’s.

“What do you mean?” Lin’s voice sounded cautious. You found the strength to look into his eyes and suddenly you knew what you had to do. In your inebriated state, you were able to accept the fact that maybe, just maybe the fates had finally marked you currently. Lin had one too, that had to mean something. The fact that he was all you could think about anymore also meant something because out of the previous men you had supposedly been made for in heaven, none of them made you fall as hard as Lin did. You needed to come clean because one way or another you knew he would find out about your marks and you needed to be the one to tell him.

“Which one are you referring to?” You looked Daveed in the eye and with a surge of adrenaline you were able to pull up your sleeve to reveal your marked wrist to the group. Gasps and shrieks sounded throughout the group and you closed your eyes to save yourself from Lin’s incredulous look.

“Y/N,” Lin’s voice was strained, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” you whispered.

“Explain.”

You opened your eyes again and pushed Oak’s hand away from your back. Lin looked scared and confused and you hated yourself for doing this to him. He deserved someone who only had one mark for him. “I wish I could. I’ve researched this since the first mark appeared and my soulmate’s,” you put air quotes around the word, “wrist stayed blank. It’s like that every time. Except for you, Lin.” You felt embarrassed to have admitted such a thing in front of all of Lin’s friends but you knew the opportunity wouldn’t come again.

Oak tried to pull you towards him but before you could squirm out of his grip Lin was shoving his hands away and pulling you out into the hall. “Keycard,” he held his hand out for it and you obliged. Lin could’ve asked you to jump off of a bridge and you would’ve obliged without hesitation. He swiped the card quickly and opened the door to the room for you. “I thought we should have more privacy.” He ran his hands through his long hair and his voice sounded as though he was trying to keep himself from yelling.

“Why are you upset?” You tried to put your hands on his chest to stop his pacing.

“Why am I upset?! Are you kidding me, Y/N? The woman I’ve been waiting to meet for twenty-five years has three other soulmates!” He tugged at his hair and groaned, but he stopped his pacing for you.

“Fate was wrong!” You put your hands on either side of his face. He grabbed your arms and pushed you gently away from him.

“Fate’s never wrong,” his voice sounded broken. “I look at you and I see every dream I’ve ever had. I just- knowing you’ve felt like this towards three other men makes me sick. Seeing Oak kiss you killed me and that was before I knew all of this!”

You tried to catch his gaze but he refused to look at you. You rushed at him and held his face in your hands, forcing him to meet your eyes. “I don’t want this, Lin.” He scoffed and tried to pull away but you tugged back towards you. “I thought after three failed attempts the Fates had just decided to make me into their running joke! For a couple of days, I haven’t been able to get your laugh, your wit, your face out of my mind! I’ve been trying to get you out of there, trust me. You just won’t go.”

His eyes softened at your words but his face was still cold. “You’re drunk.”

That wasn’t a lie. “Do you think I’d be able to admit this if I wasn’t? I’m not brave, Lin. That’s something you should know. Since my first mark showed up and Oak’s didn’t, I’ve been trying to run away from this.”

His entire body tensed at Oak’s name. “Really! Oak? That’s why you brought him to the party, isn’t it? You were trying to let me down easy!” Tears began to flow freely from his eyes but you didn’t let him go.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body flush against his. There were only a few inches of room between the two of you and it made heat pump through your veins. “Have you not been listening to me? I’ve never felt this way before. No one else has ever gotten a mark except you! Do you know what that means, Lin?! You’re the first man to have ever reduced me to a blubbering and stuttering mess and I don’t even know your birthday!” A thick silence enveloped the room and you watched as Lin’s features slowly began to melt before your eyes.

“January 16,” he whispered and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“God, I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to learn that. I want to know everything about you. I want to know everything about my true soulmate,” your voice gradually got softer.

“I’ll tell you anything you want to know,” he whispered. “I’d do anything you ask.”

“That must be a side effect of having a soulmate because I was just thinking the same thing,” you wiped away the tear tracks on his cheeks.

“Then kiss me.” You did. You kissed him softly at first and your lips burned from the electricity that coursed between the two of you. In the back of your mind, you noted that this was what a soulmate’s kiss was meant to feel like. You saw fireworks go off behind your eyelids when you felt him begin to kiss you more deeply. His hands tangled in your hair and he pulled you even closer to him.

You both broke the kiss with gasps. You hadn’t wanted to stop kissing him, but when you felt what seemed like cool lips touch your wrist you were startled out of the reverie that he had put you in. The two of you held your wrists up and you watched in awe as your marks that represented each other turned black. You watched in silence as the three other marks on your wrist faded into nothingness. You looked up at Lin, his face more relieved than you had ever seen.

“I’m the one,” his voice was giddy with happiness.

“You’re the one.” Suddenly you knew with all of your beings that Fate hadn’t just been toying with you. It was merely preparing you for this whirlwind of a man who had crashed into your life with just a couple of knocks.

You kissed him again.

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Yo! Could I get a poly hamilsquad imagine where all five of you are on a date and johns old girlfriend from high school sees him being cute with all four of them so she comes over and starts telling him how gross he is and you fight her for john!? Sorry for the long ask but this has been in my head for a while and I need this imagine!! THANKS, I hope I don't bother you!!

FUCK YES I LOVE FIGHTS CAN YOU TELL

THANKS!!

Could you make a poly hamilsquad fanfic we're all five of you are being cute together in public (but not over the top pda because that's annoying) and your like holding hands and a couple start to gawk and stare at you all and then y/n starts to have an anxiety attack and laf or one of the boys confront the other couple?! Yea sorry for that super detailed ask and sorry if I'm bugging you! Make it cute if you can!!

Yep

Games or Sex?

Request: Poly Hamilsquad x Reader Smut! PS please

IT HAS BEEN DONE @onelastfic

Word count: 2425 (I let myself go okay? Hush)

TW: KINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUT

Hamilton, Mulligan, Lafeyette and Laurens had been playing video games non-stop for the past 72 hours. You had tried everything in your will power to not pull the plug, because it was the final boss battle in Zelda, and you knew how hard it was to beat. Yet sitting there for 72 hours straight, (each having 1 go each once the other died) not sleeping but having small portions of food and water worried you. Cus the only time you saw them like this was when Alex was working his ass off and everyone was too worried about him to eat. After the 1st day you got lonely in bed by yourself, not surrounded by the men you loved. By the 2nd day you were practically depressed. 3rd day in, no attention. It made you needy. So here you are…4th day and your ass was pulled into some skin tight jeans and a cleavage showing shirt. You tried everything else but nothing seemed to work, this was the one stratergy you hadnt tried. Jealousy. James and Jefferson agreed to help you out, only because they were the only people who actually pissed off your group enough to get their attentions away from anything. “So thats it hu?-” Alex took a quick glance at the doorway to see you, Jefferson and Madison laughing and talking casually. The man grew curious but was pulled back into the game when Laurens died and let out a loud groan. Your laugh sounded again but it was more… Erotic? Mulligan looked over now, seeing you with the two men and Jeffersons arm slowly sliding around your waist. “Why dont you come in? The boys are too busy playing Zelda to notice you’re both here,” You said, loud enough so they heard, yet no one seemed to be in any interest of that. You internally groaned and led the two men to the kitchen, where you almost lost your shit. “Wow, this is fucking low” James started, “Even for Hamilton,” Jefferson finished, Linking his hands with James. The sigh that left your lips was filled with sadness as tears began to cloud your vision. James pulled you into a hug as you silently sobbed into their chests, resting your head between their arms.  "I’ve tried everything… and not even this is working,“ Eventually defeat overcame you, and you just pulled yourself up onto the island counter and dragging your knees to your forehead. Jefferson quickly made a glass of water while Madison soothingly rubbed your back. Alex yelling a string of curse words sounded from the living room, and it made you feel even more shit. Not only are your lovers ignoring you for a game, but they chose the game over you when you need it the most. "How bout this,” Madison started, putting an arm around your shoulders, letting you sip your water. You look up, mascara slightly running down your once pink cheeks. “We go out for the day, ignore the boys,” He smiled warmly and put down your cup, allowing you to slip off the counter and onto the tilled floor. Ignore the boys? For how long? “Only for like a few days, like they have done to you,” Thomas basically read your mind. “Now go get changed into some decent clothes and we can go,” Jefferson flicked your boob slightly, making you giggle and shy away. “I’m going!” You laughed and began to run upstairs, that is when your eyes caught sight of the boys you love. They were there, concentrated on the game instead of loving you. Instead of arguing with the gay couple in the kitchen. Gay? Oh i meant ‘Super Bisexual’.

Once you had changed into a nice, comfy (F/C) Hoodie and some blue jeggings, you got your purse and yelled a goodbye to the boys and left. Walking out into the middle of the street with James and Jefferson was weird but you liked it. Slipping in one earphone, you chose the song 'Birds’ By Thomas Sander and Dodie Clark. Madison nudged you and nodded, humming the tune slightly. You smile and carry on walking towards the coffee shop.

~~~~SUPER BISEXUAL TIME SKIP A FEW DAYS~~~~

It had been more days than you can count, without the boys even speaking to you. Yet you refused to break, staying as silent as a rock. One day though… that fateful day they finally beat the game and, lone and behold, they immediately rushed to your guys room, yet saw no traces of you. “Where is she?” Herc rubs the back of his head but stops when he hears the front door open and three voices, all familiar. “You are the worst, Burr!” You laugh, hands on hips strutting towards the kitchen and laughing. Yet you stopped, staring at the controllers left on the unit. “T-They finally turned off the game for once?” You ask, eyes filling with tears. “And they…. where are they?” You ask, searching around. “Upstairs maybe?” Theodosia suggested and laughed, cooing Burr gently. “I’ll leave them be… They’re all probably tired by now,” The boys wanted to rush down and embrace you so much but their bodies refused to. They knew you were right and immediately after you said that, the group walked into their bedroom and stripped, crashing down onto the bed.

While you, Burr and Theodosia chatted the subject of love came up. “So (Your Name)…” You looked up from your glass of wine at the woman and gave a loving smile; grabbing a biscuit off of the side. Nodding slightly you took a bite from the biscuit, wiping the crumbs off from the corners of your mouth before turning your attention back to Theodosia. “Yes, my dear Theodosia?” You answered, sipping your wine and tapping it with the ends of your nails. “How have the boys been treating you?” That made you almost choke on your drink. You put the glass down and coughed, biting your lip “Fine,” you smile sweetly, trying to not be bitter about any of the gaming incident. Theo and Burr look at each other before shrugging “We should head off now,” She smiled and stood up, “We should… Have a good evening (Your name),” Burr nodded and got up as well, grabbing their things. You showed them out and waved at them, closing the door. You had to keep all your will power to not sob there and then. Alex, John, Laf and Herc had stopped playing the game, yet didn’t bother to let you know. Maybe you were over thinking this? Maybe… You just sighed and shrugged, walking upstairs slowly. “Jesus…” The girl pulled off her shirt, stretching and walking into the bedroom yet stopped as soon as she walked through the doorway. There, passed out on the bed, were your boyfriends. You chuckled and scoffed, looking over them with a smirk. It seemed they had been waiting but fell asleep, due to their boners poking through their jeans. An idea popped into your head and you smirked more, walking over to the bed and getting on it, sitting at the edge. “Boys?” You ask and watched at they- one by one- wake up, staring at you in all your mischief. “Hey,” John said groggily with a smile but then his smile fell as he saw you. All the boys saw you and their faces dropped. While you had stripped, you remembered you wore you lingerie today, just to piss the boys off. It actually came in handy. “Like whatcha see?” You raised an eyebrow and smirked, watching Alex shoot up and try to pull you closer, yet you just grabbed his wrists and pushed him away “No touching,” you chuckled “Punishment for leaving me-” Herc whined and sat up fully, pulling off his shirt as he was the most eager. “Eager, aint we?” You crawled over to Herc and sat in his lap, kissing his jaw gently and laying his down again. The boys gathered around, Alex being on your left, Laf on your right and John was behind you. “What did I-” Your punishment was completely ignored as Herc grabbed your hips and John held your wrists up, kissing your neck roughly. “H-Hey!” You cried out, Herc unhooking your bra from behind and lifting up to around your wrists, where John let go of them so he could slip it off. As soon as your bra was off, your hands sunk to Alex’s and Laf’s crotches, rubbing them to tease. John left a mark on your neck while Herc kissed down your chest, taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You moaned quietly, biting your lip so you dont make any noises. Laf bucked his hips, groaning while Alex undid his own pants. You were move off of Hercs lap onto the bed, the boys getting off the bed to get undressed.

You watched the boys undress, pulling off your panties and spreading your legs to get ready, shivering at the new breeze on your warm core. Laf was the first to turn and he smirked “Mon amis, it seems our dear (Your Name) has prepared,” Herc had turned, his shirt in his hand and a smirk on his face “Guys?” The other two stopped their small make out session to turn to you, chuckling “Let’s get to work,” You were scared shitless. The first to take action was Herc, crawling over to you and tying your hands up to the bed post while Alex rummaged through the drawer. John went immediately to work on you, his hand slipping to your nipple and he attached his mouth to yours while Laf made marks all over your neck, one of his hands slowly slipping down your stomach. You made moans, pulling against your restraints. Alex hid the things behind his back and got onto the bed, handing something to Herc which looked like a mask. “This is going to get a bit kinky isnt it?” You joke, but moan louder when John kissed you again and his fingers teased you clit. Herc soon slipped on the mask and chuckled darkly “Let’s go,” Alex said and smirked, turning up to switch. A soft buzzing noise emitted and you raised an eyebrow, that is until Alex slipped the vibrator between your legs and pushed against your folds gently.  The scream of pleasure you let out was nothing to be joking with. The boys were teasing the fuck out of you and you loved /every/ inch of it.  "FFFFFFUCK!“ You screamed again, coming close to the edge already. You bit your  lip so hard that a metallic taste filled your mouth. "Oh baby you enjoying this?” A voice whispered against the shell of your ear and the only noise you could let out was a small squeak and whimper. The more they pressed the more you was poked to the edge “Guys I-” Was all you could say before you came… and hard. The chuckle of someone was heard as you panted and your body shook, trying to come down from your high. “You ready?” Herc asked and placed his hands onto your hip once Alex took away the toy. You nodded and pulled against the restraints as hard as you can to try to touch the man touching you. Hercs tip pressed against your dripping core while the shuffling happened again. Mulligan began to push in making you let out a loud groan of pleasure. “P-Please…” you whimpered softly, leaning up and using one of your hands to undo the blindfold. It slipped around your chest and you moved around Herc, trying to tell him to move. Once he got the geusture he drew his hips back and slammed in, letting out a groan that mixed with your plea. As you looked around at the men you saw Laf was left to himself while Alex and John took care of each other yet watching the two of you. With a smirk, you called Laf over. Lafayette looked up and crawled over and as soon as he was in reach you slipped his member into your mouth, sucking and bobbing your head. “Oh…. (Your name)!” Your moans being made by Herc thrusting into you were covered up from Laf. The pleasure was immense. It was so much that it was almost /too/ much. You loved seeing your boyfriends sweaty and sex driven while they loved seeing you pinned down, begging and pleading for more. The tip of Lafs length hit the back of your throat and you sucked harder while Herc pounded into you, hands grabbing your hips to keep himself stead. Alex and John were doing their own business like Laf and Herc would do sometimes… You all had a system. You were all machines working closer to your orgasms. The coil in your stomach began to turn and tighten like you did around Herc as he angled his hips to go deeper… and Boy did he go deep. The scream you let out began to crack, and you had to pull away from Laf to let it out, however he needed more. Herc could feel the build up in his abdomen as well because his thrusts got a bit sloppier. “Fuck I’m so close…” you both said in unison. “Come on (Your name), come for me,” and that is exactly what you did. The coil sprung undone and so did you, feeling the wave of pleasure hit you hard and your orgasm hit harder. You shook and sweated, panted and groaned. The two boys doing their own let out groans as they came as well. Next to come was Herc, pulling out and releasing on your stomach. The only one who didn’t was Laf… who you soon rewarded with your mouth around him once again. “Mon ami… I’m so close,” he threw his head back and rolled his hips. “(Your name)!” He called out your name when you ran your tongue along the slit and sucked it. The more you did that the more he fell, tumbling into his mind blowing orgasm. When he /did/ come you swallowed it and fell back onto the bed, hands being undone.

“Holy shit…” You panted and grabbed a tissue to clean yourself up while the boys got under the covers. Once you had cleaned up you joined them, snuggling in between Alex and Laurens who were between Herc and Laf “We need to do that more often!” John laughed to which Alex snored. Wow. “I agree… we should,” you smiled and wrapped your arms around the small ones waist. “We should,” you yawned and closed your eyes, falling deep into sleep.

God this fandom is so smart

100% done with this fandom

Newt: I'd like to know more about zoology.

Hogwarts Professor: That's a big word, isn't it?

Newt: No, it isn't. Patronising is a big word. Zoology is really quite short.

JUDE LAW IS PLAYING DUMBLEDORE IN FANTASTIC BEASTS THIS IS NOT A DRILL

I’m so sorry😭😭💔

Gryffindor: I’m playing a drinking game. It’s called every time I feel depressed about something, I take a drink Hufflepuff: That’s already a game. It’s called alcoholism.

Time to go on a following spree!! If you post stuff about the following groups, like or reblog so I can follow you ❤

-AOA -B.A.P -BigBang -Blackpink -BTOB -BTS -CLC -DAY6 -Dreamcatcher -EXID -EXO -f (x) -Girls Day -GOT7 -Highlight -KARD -Mamamoo -Monsta X -NCT -Red Velvet -Seventeen -SHINee -Shinhwa -Sistar -Super Junior -VIXX

*edit* I hit the daily follow limit (4/08) so I’ll try and catch up tomorrow!! 😀

hi um plz date me you are a very attractive human

*insert clever pun about being pansexual here*

Here's multiple photos of me trying to be cute, im pan btw

Here's multiple photos of me trying to be cute, im pan btw

“As a contemporary woman, I have a sense of agency that they did not have…If they could do the impossible, with the resources that we have at our disposal, I think we can deal with the mentality that is resurging and reinserting itself into our culture.”

Here’s Octavia Spencer on the lasting effects of misogyny and racism in the STEM fields, the importance of education, and how she was influenced by the real-life women who inspired Hidden Figures.

Happy King Jackson Day.

IM ABOUT TO FUCK A BITCH UP

my friend just sent this to me and im shocked and disgusted THIS IS NOT A DRILL. if you want to protect BTS as much as possible please read and spread this to everyone #PROTECTBTS

yall im about a year late but im just now high key getting into hamilton so rip 

#ArmysWillProtectJimin ❤

Please watch Sam Okyere tell about how he was discriminated for his skin color in South Korea. 

Maknae line too strong

I understand that you're not taking requests right now, but hear me out. Pet/Slave Namjoon. With a collar/choker and everything.

Sub Namjoon was an interesting concept to me, to say the least, so…here we are ;p

ALSO: I tried to add a ‘Read More’ break, but they don’t seem to work correctly for mobile when I’m replying to an ask, soo…sorry for anyone that doesn’t want to see glimpses of sub!joon

Unlocking your front door, you sigh as you step inside,kicking your shoes off on the landing. The grocery bags balanced on yourforearm lay proof to your trip to the corner convince store, and you’re sureNamjoon will love you later when he sees all the candy you bought him.

Smiling to yourself you skip into the kitchen, preparing toput the groceries away. However, you only manage to get the essential itemsinto the fridge before desperate whining in the background catches yourattention.

Rolling your eyes, you set the remaining bags down on thekitchen floor and grab the hem of your top, pulling it over your head andchucking it onto the couch as you start towards the bedroom. Your pants comenext, and you kick them off just outside the cracked open door, fingers wanderingto your damp panties, pressing into the sensitive bud of nerves hidden justbeneath the fabric.

Breathy curses and pleasurable moans are rolling through thewalls and washing over you in waves, and you lick your lips in anticipation.This is going to be fun.

Pushing the door open ever so slowly, you pad into the room,drool pooling in your mouth at the sight of Namjoon. He’s knelt at the foot ofyour bed, reddened bottom lip caught between his teeth as he attempts not towhine—a cock ring secured around his manhood. You can easily spot the cumleaking down his shaft, begging for a chance to flow free, but you’re not readyto give in to him just yet. It’s only been half an hour since you left him herelike this, and you’re sure you can get him begging even more.

Ahhhh~ this pretty dominate boy who is suddenly so submissiveunder your delicate finger.

“Hey there puppy,” you tease him with a grin, finally revealingyou presence to him as you tug on the chain resting against his chest. Heimmediately gasps and leans forward on his knees. The chain is attached to nippleclamps secured around his sensitive pink buds, and between the chain jigglingin your hand and the tiny vibrator attached to the cock ring, he’s ready toburst at the seams.

“Are you gonna beg me, huh? Look at this,” you say, squattingdown and dragging a finger up the underside of his length. Skimming your otherhand over his tan shoulders, you loop your finger under the leather of thecollar he has on, forcing him to look at you as you lick your cum-covered digitclean.

Namjoon shivers at the sight alone, nostrils flaring.

“Baby…please,” hewhispers, voice cracking and eyes pleading. His cock is so painfully hard, he’sabout to go insane. “I-I already came, but it hurt. I need…I need—”

“Payback for all of your teasing, babe, aren’t I right?” yougrin, burying your hand into his sweaty blond hair. You bend to your knees infront of him and yank his head back, your lips pressing overly-light kisses toevery inch of his skin. “All those time you brought me to the edge and thendenied me…two can play at this game.”

“Fuck! Please!”Namjoon begs, his second dry orgasm approaching at dangerous speeds, and hethrusts his hips into air, desperate for friction. 30 minutes alone in a room—handscuffed behind his back, and cock restrained—had granted Namjoon a lot of timeto ponder how to get back at you for making him like…this. But, subsequently, thinking about tying you up and shovinghis dick down your throat until you choke on it hadn’t helped out hissituation.

“Come for me, Namjoon,” you demand, capturing his lips in afierce kiss, and he screams around your tongue, hips bucking fervently as anotherdry orgasm rips through him.

“Fuck! FUCK!” hecurses, cock throbbing. He’s about to lose his GODDAMN MIND!

“Yes! What fantastic sounds!”you laugh, petting his sweaty hair back and hooking your fingers under hiscollar yet again. You tug him around so he’s facing the edge of the mattress,his chest heaving as he tiredly watches you step out of your soaking panties.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, you drag his head forward,your fingers spreading your glistening folds.

“Make me come and I’ll return the favor.”

Licking his lips, Adam’s apple bobbing, he eyes yourwomanhood before diving forward without another second of hesitation. Histongue flicks over your throbbing bud, and you toss your head back, hand thoroughlytangled in his hair and keeping him secured between your thighs.

Already too well acquainted with your body, Namjoonskillfully drags his tongue between your folds, dipping the flexible muscleinto your heat before returning to your clit yet again. His strokes areaccurate and utterly devastating, distraught moans leaving your mouth as heinches you closer and closer to your orgasm.

At feeling your thighs tighten around his head, breathingpicking up and pleas becoming increasingly louder, Namjoon feels another orgasmbeginning to build up in him as well. And he knows that he won’t survive another dry one. So, he brings out hisA-game, sucking your clit into his mouth and digging his tongue into your sensitivebud even rougher than before.

The sensation has you crying out, orgasm right on the brink,and after a few more swipes of Namjoon’s tongue you come—breathy moans fillingthe room. Your chest heaves as he rides you through your orgasm, but as soon asyou start to come down from your high Namjoon falls backwards onto his ass,eyes scrunched shut.

“Baby please pleaseplease please–!”

“I gotcha~,” you coo, petting his hair back as you lean downand snap the cock ring off. Immediately a guttural moan tears from his throat,his orgasm hitting home without any help from you. Breathing uneven, cumsplattering across your hand and his stomach, you bend down and kiss himgently.

“I’ll get a rag,” you say, hurrying out of the room and tothe bathroom. When you come back Namjoon has relocated to the bed, nippleclamps, cock ring, and collar all resting on the sheets beside him. Smilingsweetly when he looks at you with exhaustion painting his face, you quicklyclean both him and yourself up.

“You good?” you question after throwing the rag in thenearby clothes bin, and Namjoon nods, latching onto your wrist and tugging youonto the bed with him. Immediately he maneuvers you into the little spoonposition, his arms wrapping snuggly around your torso, and you don’t mind inthe least.

Sighing, Namjoon nuzzles the back of your skull, sleep alreadyfinding him, but he makes sure to get out what’s been on his mind all afternoon.

“You’re gonna fucking pay for that later.”

Laughing, you roll your eyes and attempt to find sleep aswell.

“We’ll see.”

How They React To You Having A Panic/Anxiety Attack In Public (BTS) *trigger?*

Requested by a lovely anon <3 (stay strong y’all)

Feel free to send in requests guys! We do Reactions, Preferences, Fake Texts, and Scenarios! Just tell us who you want, what you want, and how you want it! <3  (MalexFemale, MalexMale, FemalexFemale)

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Author: Taebaby

NAMJOON: He would get crazy worried and prob either have a panic attack with you or he’d get really really protective of you and bar anything/anyone from getting near you (no matter how weird he looked). He wouldn’t want to upset you more though, so he would hide his panic from you

YOONGI: This angel would know exactly what to do for you. He’d pull you off somewhere to the side, out of sight from anyone else, and sit down on the ground and hold you as long as you needed. Bless this boy

HOSEOK: He’d get really upset too. He’d drop whatever he was doing immediately and wrap you up in his arms and remove you from whatever situation was giving you anxiety, even sacrificing his whole day to comfort you if need be

SEOKJIN: I bet he’d be able to see your panic attack coming and take you away before it started. getting you some place private and safe and comforting would be his top priority 

JIMIN: He wouldn’t know what to do at first, and might freeze up for a minute. See the evident distress on you face would snap him out of it though, and would try his best to calm you down and get you to tell him what was wrong, ignoring the curious stares of the strangers around you

TAEHYUNG: Your panic attack would affect him greatly. He’d basically say ‘fuck it’ to whatever he was doing or whoever he was speaking with and immediately rush to you, taking you someplace more private (or even just take you home). he wouldn’t exactly know what to do right away, but he would figure out how to comfort you fast

JUNGKOOK: Poor kook, he’d be the most confused and the most inept at handling situations like this. I think he’d know enough to take you away from the public place, but still wouldn’t be able to calm you down right away. He’d do the only thing he could think of and just hold you tight while softly singing to you

Ezra Miller as Credence Barebone dancing on the set of Fantastic Beasts

in public;

member- taekook x you

genre- fluff (idk maybe angstish?) 

words- 1,388

summary- (requested) all you want is to hold hands with your two boys, but some people can be so rude. polyamorous!au

a/n- dhlaj’hf;asdg okay so i dont take requests for scenarios but i needed some poly!au prompts so this was one sent in :) i hope you guys enjoy!! 

Usually, you love the idea of skinship. Big warm hugs, soft kisses against your lips, tender strokes against your back as you fall asleep- it’s all heavenly. But things were different when you started your relationship with Taehyung and Jungkook.

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You are a work of art

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Dirty dancing

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A little fun during rehearsal

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Members react to you moaning

First time with each member

I want you to be my first (each member)

Saying “I love you” during sex

Having a boner bc of you

Masturbating

Exams

Fluffy

Dance practice

From vanilla to rocky road

Foursome

Ma city

Mine

Overstimulation

Lessons in the kitchen

Video games