Ish a baby bunny wunny hunny!!! Jake points this out to Rosa at work one day. Originally posted by juliadorable. It was a typical morning at the Rosa sat at her desk typing about the latest case. Jake came up to her with a massive smile on his face. Ish a baby bunny wunny hunny!!! Jake points this out to Rosa at work one day. Originally posted by juliadorable. It was a typical morning at the Rosa sat at her desk typing about the latest case. Tumblr is a place to express yourself, discover yourself, and bond over the stuff you love. in all forms but physical I am either a Very Buff Mountain Man using an axe to cut wood or a Very Small but plump bunny wearing an apron making jam. vampireapologist Y/n you are my honey bunny sugar plump, I would never break up with you, I love. Tumblr is a place to express yourself, discover yourself, and bond over the stuff you love. You were always eager to include Jungkook, whether it be a game night that you forced Yoongi to participate in or a simple movie night when Jungkook would awkwardly sit in the armchair while you cuddled with Yoongi on the couch. He is always.
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Because Mo Xuanyu is so pretty and nice and always eager to help. He understands Jin Guangyao in ways not even Lan Xichen does and its … its so easy to fall. He thought that Mo Xuanyu felt the same. He was wrong. Jin Guangyao let himself hurt for only a second. Let the sting of rejection hit him with everything it had. Then he hardened his heart and began making plans that would ruin his dear Mo Xuanyu so completely that no one would believe anything he said ever again.
Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, reaching for one of his pillows to place it over his face. All he wanted to do was sleep. All he wanted was to focus on school and get through his core classes as quickly as possible so he could work on the actually interesting and fun classes of his major.
Oh my god, right there. Yes, yes yes. Yoongi, fuck. I love you so much. Jungkook grimaced, pressing the pillow over his ears as tightly as he could to drown out the sound of your voice. It was close to campus. The rent was affordable. And Min Yoongi had seemed nice enough. Not overly friendly by any means, but he was quiet and generous. Now three months in to the semester, Jungkook was more certain that Yoongi had picked him over the other interested applicants because Jungkook was shy.
Jungkook had nothing against you as a person. You were far warmer than Yoongi, much more outgoing and friendly than he was by far. You were always eager to include Jungkook, whether it be a game night that you forced Yoongi to participate in or a simple movie night when Jungkook would awkwardly sit in the armchair while you cuddled with Yoongi on the couch. You had a special knack in making Jungkook feel comfortable around you, easing his anxiousness in the way that you never minded how little he actually spoke.
But why did you have to be so fucking loud? It was clear what was taking place in the bedroom next to his, but Jungkook had easily been able to ignore the sounds you were making by focusing on his coursework.
Each time now you seemed to get louder and louder, more vocal about what exactly you wanted Yoongi to do to you, how much you craved him, how he made you feel, and on and on you would go. Jungkook had been good about it at first. But things had remained mostly normal between you two. Maybe a few extra blushes from Jungkook but nothing that would give away how acquainted Jungkook was becoming with your sex life.
You feel so good, Yoongi. Your cock is so big, oh my god. Just fuck me. Keep reading. Loud and intense. Staying in bed on a rainy day. Smart but stubborn. Quiet calculations. Staying up all night talking. Outer space. Lazy days.
Friendship tattoos. Smart and resilient. Making friends wherever you go. Two types; either wildly successful and organized like Pinterest in real life or a chaotic mess. Prone to addiction. Living art. Long walks downtown. Deep intellectual talks that leave you feeling calm but exhausted.
Second chances. Staying up too late and drinking too much. Doing your makeup drunk. Irresponsible decisions that make for good stories. Platonic kissing. Loyal friendships. Loud and exciting. Not talking for months and picking up where you left off. White furniture.
Homemade Halloween costumes and holiday crafts. Careful and calculated. Cleaning for fun. Alphabetized book cases. Vibrant and super friendly. Always smiling. Goal oriented, and unstoppable once they have an idea. Surprise parties.
Secretive and endearing. Will hold a grudge forever. Cemetery dates. Rough sex. The sound of a thunderstorm outside of your window. Feeling warm in a cold room. Extreme emotional intelligence. Forgetting to text back for days at a time. Always somewhere far away; unreachable. Feeing alone in a crowded room. Getting stoned and cuddling in bed all day.
Japanese art. Staying out past curfew. Inconsistent and deeply conflicted. Pretending to not like people but being really lonely. Immaculate attention to detail. Ambitious and unyielding. Talking about alchemy and aliens all night.
Listening to me cry about a boy you told me was bad for me. Feels a lot more than they pretend to. Fireball whiskey. Tarot cards. Your life is a wreck but you always know what to say to help others. Die hard loyalty. Organized mess. Daydreaming all day. Boxed wine. Drunken yoga.
A warm hug and a feeling of security. Selfless love. Request from lokisgirl5. There is something about having sex in a library. Seems like I got a little carried away.