#proposal!au

what’s the synopsis of the proposal AU

okay so this one currently doesn’t have a synopsis (it should) so imma make one up on the fly

When your green card application doesn’t go through and you’re forced to leave the job you love, as a hail mary you rope your boss into the con of the century. Too bad you didn’t know it involved flying to Alaska and telling his whole family you were getting married.

Pairing: jongin x female reader Summary: Love is in the air the day before Christmas and the newly added ring on your finger tells it all.

Word count: 1,1k

Author’s note: the title is mayhaps the worst attempt at a pun i’ve ever made in my entire life but is that stopping me from making it the title anyways? no. 

tagging: @chogi-wae and @mayrubyy - the comic sans jongin fluff is here!

The steady rhythm of Jongin’s heartbeat against your back and the low tune of White Christmas playing in the background would lull you to sleep on any other day. Today, however, is different. Not because it’s the day before Christmas but because of the brand new ring decorating your left ring finger. You hadn’t stopped admiring the piece of jewelry since your now fiancé had slipped it upon your finger earlier this evening. Well maybe spare for the good hour the two of you had spent loving every inch of each other’s bodies.

Requested: Yes!! Hope you like it, Isi!!

Rating: PG-13 for possible cursing Idek

Summary: you and your boyfriend’s pranks are taken to a whole new level.

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“Brennen!” You screamed, a fake spider taped to the wall of your shower, large and grotesque. It hadn’t taken you long to figure out that it wasn’t a threat- not even a real spider, but the shock factor left your head reeling and your heart thumping heavily in your chest like a lead ball being thrown around in your chest. You could hear your boyfriend laughing outside the bathroom door before you were even finished calling his name with waning anger and shock. “I thought the bathroom was no man’s land!” You whined, Brennen opened the unlocked door with a camera, you peeking your head out from behind the confines of the shower only to be met with Brennen’s smiling face, camera in hand, directed at you. Soap dropped fro your body as you stuck a middle finger out in his direction.

“Sorry, sorry,” Brennen said, still giggling. You shook your head. “I get no peace! You’d better watch your back, Taylor.” You spoke inna warning tone but both of you knew it carried no threat of genuine harm. “Alright, Taylor,” he spoke back without thinking. He quickly corrected himself, ending the sentence with your own last name. He had to do this already. He had been thinking about making your last name his own- or at least a hyphenated part of your name for What felt like ages now. He just had to figure out how to do it. He wanted it to be sweet, but personal, nothing too small or underwhelming, but nothing over the top. He wanted it to be just as perfect as you. It was when he was thinking about how to ask you to marry him later that day when he found his earbuds in a pot of flowers, pictures of flowers taped to the part that typically fit well in his ears. Your pranks were always low-level and typically involve some sort of pun. He felt his cheeks lift into a small smile and began to call your name to let you know he’d found his earbuds when the idea hit him. That’s when he started planning, the plan wasn’t elaborate or anything, but it was personal and he hoped it would pull at your heartstrings. He knew it would, he knew you liked things that were sentimental, such as What he had planned.

It didn’t take long for him to get everything ready, he had everything set to go and picked a perfect day to take you out and have an entire day dedicated only to enjoying each other’s company. When you got home, Brennen set up a movie and told you that he’d be right back, setting everything up in your room in a matter of minuets. He returned to you, sat on the couch in a blanket. He cuddled with you until the movie was over, and then wakes up the stairs with you to your room. As you trekked up the stairs, you noticed how on-edge your boyfriend felt. You asked about it, and Brennenshook it off as nothing, you began to pry a bit more directly to figure out what was up, when Brennen shushed you, insisting you just look in your bedroom before asking anything else. “Brennen,” you whine, “I’m too tired for another addition of prank wars, just tell me what to expect?” And Brennen assures you with a hand over his heart that it’s nothing bad so you reluctantly open the door to your room, you’re suspicious, but see nothing out of place until you reach your bed. You walk gingerly to the comforter-covered area and start to tear up, as your bed is coated in pictures of you and Brennen’s pranks and other memories, laid out for you to see. A hand covers your mouth as you gingerly pick up picture after picture, all of them have dates written on the back and a sweet anecdote of how much Brennen loved you in that moment. You were a mess by this point, but still noticed all of the pictures had a number and letter printed small in the corners of the pictures, you looked questioningly at Brennen and speechlessly motion to the symbols.

author: wreckedshoes 

Meanie with Junhao 

AO3

Author’s Summary:  Mingyu attends his best friend's wedding and from there, everything comes back to him.

Warnings: Implied smut

Notes: Really well written, but the plot order is kinda hard to follow. Wish it was longer!

Sterek AU: Forever Be My Valentine

The fourteenth of February marks the day Stiles’ vocabulary vanished leaving just a single word to be uttered in response to Derek’s proposal:

                                                    Y E S!

However, the shocked filter doesn’t last long as a veritable torrent of, “Derek”, “I love you”, and praises in both English and Polish tumble from his lips. 

“I can’t believe you did all this. And here I thought the only romantic bone in your body was mine.” Stiles’ salacious eyebrow waggling falters slightly at a firm, yet loving, swat to the ass by his chuckling fiancé.

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Derek smirks, nosing his way down his jawline to his favorite spot on his neck just below his ear, eliciting a delicious shiver.

“Oh my god, that was terrible,” Stiles chokes on laugh. “Thank god you didn’t lead with that or I would have reconsidered my answer.”

Stiles let out a yelp as Derek nips at a tender spot.

“Lie.”

Stiles tilted his head giving him more room to explore. 

“Mmm. Yup. Truth is you had me at ‘This is private property.’ There were many very public things I wanted to do to said property.”

Derek eyes flash as he emits a playful growl as his hands slide down to grasp his ass and quickly hoist him up. Stiles’ legs automatically wrap around his hips as a surprised moan barely has time to escape; lips becoming entangled with his own. Blunt teeth gently nibble Stiles’ bottom lip, tongue soothing over the indentations, silently pleading for entrance; a satisfied rumble answers when it’s granted. Derek pulls back just enough to gaze into honeyed eyes filled with love and eternal mischief, slowly engulfed by blown pupils. His right hand cups his jaw, thumb gently traveling across the path of moles to plump, reddened lips.

“Feel like doing some trespassing tonight?”

Stiles tosses his head back, whole body shaking with laughter. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Derek grins brightly at that thought “Not having any second thoughts, are you?”

Stiles’ arms tighten around Derek’s neck, pulling him into passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless.

“Not on your life. I love you so much, Der.”

“Love you too, Stiles.”