#proposal!au

[shmaptainwrote]

hey homie

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.

come ask me about one of my wips!

[jenmyeons]

Merry Me?

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.

Jongin removes the arm that had been resting over your shoulder to instead grab you hold of your left wrist hanging over the edge of the bathtub and hold it up to admire.

”I can’t believe we’re engaged,” he tells you and laces his fingers through yours, disbelief evident in his voice. The statement makes you laugh heartily and you turn your upper body slightly in order to look him in the eyes.

”You’re the one who proposed silly,” you remind him and lean in for a light kiss on his lips.

Just as you’re about to lean away from him, Jongin brings his free hand to the back of your head and captures your lips once more. The kiss deepens and you find yourself slipping your fingers from his and instead tangle your fingers in the damp hair at the nape of his neck. You smile against his lips while taking a second to breathe and soon enough the deep rumble of his laugh echoes throughout the candlelit bathroom. Leaning back a little, you take the time to admire his golden skin decorated by water droplets, thick eyebrows furrowed slightly. His eyes, you notice, are glimmering as they look directly into yours. You cup his cheek and trace the plush skin of his bottom lip. Jongin still has his grip on the back of your head and you lean in once more, drunk on his kisses.

The music in the background eventually tunes out before another starts, then another, and another, until the two of you finally break apart with the silliest smiles.

”So how do you plan to top this quite amazing Christmas gift tomorrow?” You ask and Jongin’s lips form into a pout.

”Why would I need to top a Christmas engagement? Especially when you get to spend the rest of your life with me? I’ll spoil you rotten all the Christmases to come, baby.”

Your head falls back by the force of the laughter laughter leaving your lips and Jongin looks thoroughly confused by your reaction.

”I’m joking, honey. How could I ever wish for anything more than getting proposed to by the love of my life?”

Jongin is still pouting when he mumbles out a close to incoherent ”I know that”. The pout then turns into a cheeky smile that makes your insides turn fuzzy with the anticipation of what might be on his mind.

”How about we have a kid? That’ll be a good gift for both of us.” The man has the audacity to wink which earns him a smack on his bare shoulder and you don’t know whether to find the giggle he lets out cute or simply infuriating with the way his question is making your ears turn red.

”Let’s start with getting married first. I refuse to have a kid on Christmas anyways.”

He tells you that he’s not sure you have much say in when your future baby will be born, to which you scoff and turn away from him to once again rest against his chest.

Once silence settles between you, save from the Christmas playlist still streaming in the background, you settle into the bliss of Jongin leaving kisses along your naked shoulder with gentle hands caressing the softness of your arms then breasts. His touches leave goosebumps in their wake, despite the warm water, making you sigh contently with the feeling. The bubbles are slowly withering away and the water is turning lukewarm. Fingertips are turning wrinkly due to their time spent underwater, yet you find yourself not caring. Not with Jongin’s very distracting kisses. You reach over to the stool placed by the bathtub and grab hold of the half-empty glass of champagne and take a sip. Swirling the liquid around, causing some of it to spill over, you find your thoughts drifting to what life as Kim Jongin’s wife might have in store. Being honest to yourself and your expectations, you think it might not turn out to be much different from the life the two of you share now. There’s a warm kind of comfort in that. Once again, your gaze shifts to the ring on your finger and find that while the sensation of having a ring occupying the usually left empty finger is a new one, it oddly enough feels like it has always been meant to be there. Although that, in all honestly, has everything to do with the man being the one putting the ring on in the first place.

”What are you thinking about?” Jongin’s soft voice breaks you out of your trance and you snuggle your head into chest.

”Hmm, you and us,” you hum out.

”You feeling alright? Not regretting accepting my proposal I hope,” he answers and takes the champagne glass from you, putting it back in its place on the stool.

There’s an immediate shake of your head at his inquiry, looking up at him from your position against his chest. ”Quite the opposite actually,” you tell him matter of factly with a laugh. ”Feeling very lucky to have snatched you away from everyone else.”

”I’ve only ever had eyes for you darling.” Jongin flashes a brilliant smile while telling you this and despite how cute he is, your eyes roll, but your lips break out into a smile of your own nonetheless.

The two of you stay in the cramped bathtub for a while longer, not sure exactly how much time has been spent in each other’s embrace. Jongin wraps you in your fuzzy robe like a present and gives a peck on your nose as a finishing touch before grabbing his own from its place on the wall. With Mariah Carey coming on shuffle, a stark contrast to the previously slow tunes, your dancer to the bone fiancé inevitably starts to sway his body to the melody. The bear ears on the hood of his robe flop with his movements and you’re sure that if this is what your married life will be like, then you wouldn’t want it any other way.

[lansizhuis]

I love Oblivious Wei Wuxian and Protective Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli. Imagine the proposal Au with all three of them, and it's obvious that most of the Sects are just after Wei Wuxian for his Demonic Cultivation. So Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli personally interview the ones proposing before they meet. All of them think that Jiang Yanli will be the nice one, but little do they know Jiang Yanli is the "bad cop" of the duo. She doesn't show her emotions and can twist words with no effort.

THIS IS GOING TO BE SUCH A NICE FIX-IT!!!!! and tg im still working on my wangxian piece for wangxian week so my hands can’t slip hahaha but ahhhhh i just really love happy yunmengjiang siblings okay like god im so soft for them also ty for bringing back proposal!au as it honestly already slipped my mind haha

[starboyholland]

Prank Wars | Brennen Taylor Fluff

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.

“They’re supposed to go in order,” Brennen spoke quietly, kissing your cheek and wrapping an arm around your waist tenderly, helping you put the pictures in the right over. You read the letters quietly out loud and your eyes widened as you realized what the letters spelled out. W-I-L-L Y-O-U M-A-R-R-Y M-E ? Tears were rolling down both of your cheeks now, and you cling to your boyfriend. “Will you?” He whispered hoarsely, a bit nervous because you were just crying now. Of course all of your tears were purely because of joy and excitement. You and Brennen were going to be starting a future together, you nodded your head quickly. “Yes?” “Yes, of course I’ll marry you, Taylor,” “I love you, Taylor,” And finally, he wasn’t wrong in giving you his- and now your- last name.

[jikooksama]

Hello there :D first, thank you so much for this blog and your wonderful job here ♥ we are blessed! Then I'd really love to read some fic with a marriage proposal, do you know any? Thank you again ♥

Anonymous said:Hello there ♥ I’m so sorry for bothering you really, I know that it takes sometimes to answer the requests and it’s totally understandable and I don’t know how to thank you enough for all your hard work ♥ I sent a request sometimes ago and I just wanted to know if Tumblr ate it or something like that, it was about marriage proposal jikook fics :3 thank you so much againHi! I did receive your first ask, and I’m so sorry for the late response! But thank you so much for being so kind and understanding ♡( ◡‿◡ ) And I hope these are to your liking!Title: Christmas Snow; What if it’s a No?Author: PpphmRating: TeenLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: Jimin and Jungkook spend Christmas together in New York when BigHit gives them time off for the Holidays, Jimin has a huge question to ask Jungkook but can he really go through with it, what if Jungkook says no?Title: Eleven YearsAuthor: JungkookieBiasedRating: Not RatedLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: “Hyung, what if I told you…I’ve been in love with you since I was eleven?” There’s no hidden meaning behind his words. The genuine curiosity shows in the slight inflection in his question. Jimin pauses to think for a second before answering, “Then I’d just say I’d love you for the next eleven years and beyond to make up for lost time.”Title: Hey Baby, I Think I Wanna Marry YouAuthor: heyhosamRating: General AudiencesLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Slight Angst, FluffSummary: He wasn’t like this, he wasn’t one to doubt anyone and maybe that was why he had been hurt so many times over the years; but Jungkook had been acting off the past days and Jimin was just, well… insecure.Title: If You Like it (Put a Ring on It)Author: theARMYduoRating: General AudiencesLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Fluff, HumorSummary: “Why are you so jittery, Jungkook? It’s almost as if you’d lost the engagement ring you were supposed to propose to Jimin with tonight or something.” “… Wait, oh my god.”Title: Just the Way You AreAuthor: drpufflesRating: TeenLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Fluff, RomanceSummary: Jungkook wants to propose to Jimin. Things don’t go as planned.Title: Migration PathsAuthor: wordcoutureRating: General AudiencesLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: “What’d you do at work today?” Jungkook asks. “Oh you know, the usual—postulating about the apocalypse,” Jimin says, wiggling around so they’re nose to nose, “what about you?” “Oh, you know… missing you.”Title: No More Deli CheeseAuthor: flitterRating: TeenLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Fluff, HumorSummary: ↑1124 How do two dudes decide who will pop the question… Asking for a friend - submitted 2 weeks ago by goldenbunTitle: Of CommitmentsAuthor: authorskookiesRating: MatureLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Romance, FluffSummary: The five times Jimin asks Jungkook to marry him, and the one time Jungkook actually says yes.**BONUS: GETTING MARRIED**Title: Vegas (What Happens Here, Stays Here)Author: talgiRating: General AudiencesLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: Fluff, HumorSummary: Jungkook only wanted to marry Jimin albeit in an unconventional way. Or Jungkook could have just asked Jimin to marry him but no he had to be difficult.

[meanieficrecs]

See You Again

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!

Length:  5595 words // Oneshot 

[strictly-chaotic]

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.”

The night was filled with saccharine whispers, breathless moans, praises to deities that may not exist, content groans, laughter and love. Stiles may have trespassed all those years ago, but they have since established a home in each other. 

[lansizhuis]

Proposal AU! Wei Wuxian has Lan Sizhui at this point, so he tests people who send him the proposal by showing them Lan Sizhui. Then he leaves them alone with Wen Ning watching from the shadows. If there's even a hint that something bad will happen to Lan Sizhui, Wen Ning tells Wei Wuxian and that proposal is rejected. Jiang Cheng would tell him to be more careful with his picks, but one of his requirements is for his partner to be kind to Jin Ling, so he doesn't say anything.

WWX is that bachelorette that has a package deal of one (1) child, one (1) zombie, and a ton (infinity) of PTSD issues