.i sense jealousy

blue night radio ♡ 170301
translation: thatcoolcatmeow 

jonghyun: from my perspective i think roo likes my older sister and mom more. i totally understand that, but when guests come over to our house …, i think it’s her way of greeting but i can feel who she likes more and who she likes less. i know puppies have feelings too. out of the people that visit my house frequently there’s a particular manager hyung she likes more than other managers and a particular friend from my middle school she likes more than others. i feel a sense of jealousy, thinking that maybe she likes that manager hyung more than me.

Apology [T.O.P]

gif not mine - credit to owner nonxxt.o.p (whoever they may be)

Warning: Contains references to smut and references to consensual rough sex. 

A/N: This is a short T.O.P. drabble I’ve been working on off and on for a while and have had sitting in my drafts for months. I’ve decided to publish as is. 


Gone. He’d left you. He’d literally left you. He’d walked out of the club without even so much as a goodbye.

Stumbling to enter the key code for the door, the shocked anger you’d felt when Taeyang had pulled you aside to let you know still flooded your brain to cut off logical thoughts. You push the door open, kicking your heels off haphazardly before your heavy footsteps thud their way through the entrance.

‘Seunghyun!,’ A few paces into his apartment, you hear the door slam thickly behind you. Unable to keep the thick anger from heightening the volume in your voice, you call out again. ‘Seunghyun, get out here!’

A few muted bumps echo from the bedroom, a loud groan of annoyance carrying through the closed door. You toss your thin strapped bag across the floor, the chain rattling along the wooden floor to hit the door to the bedroom with an echoing thud.  Before you’re able to reach it, it creeps open, halting your destructive path halfway through the lounge.

‘Y/n, I’m not doing this now.,’ Seunghyun says as he appears in the doorway, the loose silk of his pyjamas swishing softly as he bends down to pick up the plum patent leather of the bag. His slight disheveled hair works only to fuel your anger more, proof he’d slept peacefully in your absence. ‘And you need to be careful with this… Louis Vuitton isn’t cheap, and you know I paid for it…’

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I BETTER BE (M)

Originally posted by fawnave

warnings: smut, mentions of dom-sub kink, choking, spanking, hair-grabbing, rough long sex,  domJin. 


                  if you are a minor or you aren’t comfortable in reading this kind of scenario, please divert to another imagine. thank you :)


description: jin x female! reader. A friend spills the beans on who was your first bias and Jin decides to permanently make him your ultimate bias.

request: Okay but I have an imagine. Imagine one of the boys weren’t your bias and while in the middle of sex for dirty talk they say “I’m not your original bias huh? Who’s your bias now” then you say their name and then they’re like “I want you to say it again” and you scream it again and then theyre like “thats right I better be or I’m going to have to teach you more of a lesson jagi”.

a/n: I hope y'all like this really. I’m still improving in writing smut :) this is domJin sooo ;)) -Ira

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77. Veronica Lodge x Fem!Reader

Originally posted by riverdalegifs

Request: a veronica imagine where the reader hits on her everyday but veronica say no but when the reader stops and is becoming close friends with betty veronica gets jealous and kisses the reader

Word Count: 1, 331

Pairings: Veronica x Reader, Betty x Reader (platonic, but romantic if u squint),

Veronica x Jughead (platonic)

a/n: Hey guys! This is my first imagine on this blog as the new co-writer, my name is Emily, but I hope you guys enjoy this! Let me know, i always enjoy feedback :)))

    She was so cute. And Funny. And so different than anything else I had ever seen in Riverdale, something good. You had been friends with her for months, needing to know the girl in the black cloak. Who were you thinking about? Oh, the one and only Veronica Lodge, of course. That girl had you under her spell since the day you saw her walk into Pop’s and anyone that saw you two together could tell, but it was also well known the infamous V didn’t feel the same way.

Not for lack of trying on your part either, you had spent extra hours on your makeup trying to impress her, jumped at chances to be around her whenever you could, and god knows how many times you had tried to ask the girl out, but it always ended the same way with you dejectedly walking away and her going back to doing whatever it was she was doing just as perfectly as before as if she didn’t have a care in the world.

But the thing was she did, Veronica did care very much in fact. Everything you did, all the flirting and flouncing around, trying everything you could to win the girl’s heart had made her fall hard for you. She was absolutely head over heels for you. Jug, the only person that knew about Veronica’s crush simply because he figured it out himself, insisted V tell you about her “disgustingly adorable” feelings especially since she, and everyone else in Riverdale, knew that you were infatuated with her. But she couldn’t come out, she was the new girl in town. The new girl in an old, small, and judgemental (from what she had heard from her mother and seen so far) town. Being out as a bisexual girl in New York was one thing, but in Riverdale? That was an entirely different situation.

“Hey V, you look amazing as usual,” you say as you approach the ‘breakfast club’ of Riverdale with a smile so blindingly bright it could rival the sun, or at least that’s what Veronica thought.

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Dream or Reality?

Summary: Dean needs a ride after another late night of drinking, but you’ve had enough. Until he lets a secret slip. 

Pairing: Dean x Reader 

Word Count: 1k it’s a shorty

Warnings: Angst? Swearing (I love the F word and I’m not sorry)

Authors Note: This is complete trash I know but I needed to get something out. Happy to continue to a part two if ya’ll want it. If you want to be tagged in future writings just let me know! xoxo


“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me Dean.”

Rolling over to search the bedside table you check the clock to see its 3 in the morning. You’re not surprised seeing that this has been the same ritual for the last four years. Ever since you decided to spend the rest of your days with the Winchester boys, Dean has leaned on you. You didn’t mind, he was the love of your life, although he would never know that. But every night that you had off from a hunt or impending apocalypse Dean would find himself calling your phone from some dive bar at the edge of town, and it was getting a little annoying.

“Hello?” You sigh, already grabbing your jeans and shirt from off of the floor.

“Y/n iss time to blow!” He sings out, you can hear the smile on his face. His stupid, beautiful, incredibly aggravating face.

“Dean do you mean its time to go or are you finally accepting your sexual attraction to Castiel?” You laugh to yourself, making your way to the bunkers front door. Bugging him and the angel about being madly in love with each other was always one of your favorite things to do.

“I told you once and I’ll tell you again, I don’t want to blow him!” Suddenly sounding a little more sober on the other side of the phone. You grin to yourself, knowing you touched a nerve.

“Yeah yeah whatever you say assface. I’m on my way now.”

You made it to the bar in record time, beating your previous seven minute personal best. Pulling up front you saw him immediately and you could feel your heart beat gaining speed. He looked like a dream, an absolute dream. He was leaning on the side of the building, looking up at the stars. He was wearing the leather jacket you got him for Christmas last year that fitted him perfectly and that pair of jeans that hugged all of the right areas. You wanted nothing more than to hold him, caress him, show him how much you loved him.

“Y/N?” Dean says giving you a questioning look. You didn’t even notice him walking up to the car. too busy stuck in your dream.

“So how was it? Couldn’t convince anyone to come home with you tonight?” You huff, already headed back to the bunker. The more you thought about Dean using you, leaning on you, leading you on every chance he got, was starting to make you angry. I mean you would do anything for this man. You would give everything for him. You would die for him if it ever came to that, which it almost had more times than you could count on one hand.

“Heh am I sensing some jealousy?”  He manages out with a huge ass grin plastered on his face. Knuckles growing white from your grip on the steering wheel you yank the wheel to the right and pull off to the side of the road.

“You know what Dean? You can get out and fucking walk. I’m tired of being woken up at all hours of the night just to come pick your drunk ass up and get nothing but shit in return. I’m not saying I like you and I’m definitely not saying I’m jealous of the dozens of different girls you’ve fucked in the past. I’m just saying you can expect me to be there 24/7 to save you.” You’ve never ever exploded on anyone the way you just had on Dean. But it needed to be done. He needed to know that what he was doing wasn’t right.

“Shhh calm down Y/n. You know I love you now shut up and drive before I throw up in Baby and never let you drive her again.” He says as he closes his eyes, slumping against the window, immediately passing out.

“Dean don’t fucking tell me to shu- wait what did you just say? Dean?” You couldn’t believe your ears. Did he just say he was in love with you or was that just your imagination? Maybe Gabe was fucking with you again or maybe you were still asleep. Neither seemed very possible but there had to be an explanation. You didn’t know if you needed to scream or puke but you decided that you needed to get Dean home safely and figure out what in the hell just happened in the morning when he was sober and you were sure you weren’t dreaming.

Getting out of the car you rush to the other side internally debating wether or not to wake the sleeping hunter. You instantly felt bad for yelling at him, he didn’t deserve that. He looked so peaceful and happy in his sleep, you didn’t want to ruin that by waking him up. But you couldn’t carry him and you didn’t want to risk him puking all over the inside of his prized possession so you open the door and held his sleeping form so he wouldn’t fall out of the car.

“Psst Dean we’re home it’s time to wake up.” You whisper in his ear, taking the chance to lightly touch the side of his face, rousing him awake.

“Mmmm Y/n you’re so beautiful.. How did Chuck make something so beautiful?” Dean slurs out, slowly making his way out of the car he leans on you either too drunk or too tired to make it by himself. But you didn’t mind.

“I dunno Dean why don’t you ask him next time you see him?” You laugh knowing his words are probably empty, the liquor taking over. “Now lets get you to bed okay?”

You make it to his room five minutes and two falls later. You tuck him into his blanket and leave a glass of water and two aspirin on the table, knowing he’ll appreciate it in the morning.

You stand in his doorway for a minute, taking in his soft features and small snores coming from his sleeping vessel.

You don’t sleep that night, too many thoughts running through your head. Dean could never be in love with someone like you. Your beauty lacking and your personality boring. You knew you were no where near being good enough for someone like Dean. He was the most beautiful human being to ever be created, inside and out. He was kind, and good hearted, and sure he had his demons but they didn’t define him. You knew he hated himself, but you cherished him. He was a dream, he was your whole universe. But he never said he was in love with you, who said he loved you. Loving someone and being in love with someone are two very different things.

If only you had known that you were his sun, his moon, and all of his stars.

anonymous asked:

Lotor would probably get punched by Shiro tho. Cuz "touch my wife and die you piece of intergalactic sHIT"

He would tho please let it happen i would actually physically disintegrate if lotor made a move on allura and i sensed a hint of jealousy in shiro Lord help me

His Queen (II)

Word Count: 2.047

Genre: Action, Romance, Mafia AU

Ship: Reader x Yixing/Lay

Summary: You enjoy the time with Yixing before he and the boys have to deal with the aftermath of your kidnapping and the events that took place that day.

I III IV

You finally arrived back at the mansion where you resided. You had ended up falling asleep on Yixing’s shoulder after all of the day’s excitement. He gently lifted you into his arms and carried you in, carefully making his way through the house to your room and placing you under the covers. The boys who were not present at the scene had been waiting in the living room patiently. He walked back down to join them after kissing your forehead.

“Is Y/N all right?” Junmyeon had approached, placing a hand on his shoulder. “A head injury and a bruised face. But other than that, yes.” The older boy nodded and stepped away allowing Yixing to take a seat on the couch. He scooted to the edge and placed his head in his hands, “God, if they had done anything horrible to her. I don’t think I could have lived with myself.” The other boys looked at him with concern. They understood the special place you had in his heart. Hell, you were practically their own sister. Chanyeol started speaking cautiously, “Did you get all of them? Those bastards.” Yixing lifted his head and nodded, “The bombs in the rifles went off without a problem. That building, and everything in it, is nothing but ashes now. “Good,” Jongdae piped up, “They deserved the worst for messing with her.” “Believe me, if she wasn’t there I would have done the worst torcher they could have imagined.” Everyone looked back at Yixing, his expression turning much darker as he kept thinking about what those men might have done to you. Trying to help change the subject Minseok interjected, “Any clues about the whereabouts of the rest of the clan are? We need to be prepared for when they want to strike back.” Junmyeon nodded, “It seems that they have more men located about a day’s drive from here. They have probably already figured something has happened since they have most likely tried to make contact to see how the trade went.” They had prepared to come up with a plan when you walked into the room rubbing your eyes.

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Sweet Pea [Hogwarts!Jungkook]

Summary: It wasn’t a good idea at all to tease Jungkook. Not good at all when he turns you into a cat, and when you accidentally give him a boner. 

Gryffindor!Jungkook, featuring other BTS members.

Genre: Fluff (I think)

Words: 1.9 k

Originally posted by kookie-bts

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He’s Not You ( Jimin )

Genre: Fluff

“Hey (y/n), do you want to have lunch after class later?” Jaesung asked you with a warm smile, you returned it with an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry, but I already have plans.”

Jaesung shrugged his shoulders, though obviously disappointed, “It’s alright, maybe next time?”

You smiled, “Alright.”

Once Jaesung walked away, you saw your best friend approached you. “He asked me out again.” You told Jimin who chuckled, taking the seat opposite you. “And you said no?”

You pouted, smacking his arm across the table, “Excuse you, did you forget we’re going to study?”

Jimin chuckled and it was music to your ears, though you never said it out loud. “I did, I was just testing you.” He cheekily said, wriggling his shoulders. You laughed, shaking your head.

“I swear a lot of guys like you.” He commented as the two of you walked to the next lecture. You scoffed light-heartedly, “Please, I swear a lot of girls like you. You’re like some chick magnet or something.”

You pressed the button for the elevator and looked back at him, “Must be the dance skills.”
That caused Jimin to laugh, “If it’s the dance skills that attract people, then I don’t understand why do you attract a lot of guys because you can’t dance.” He teased you.

Widening your eyes, you placed a hand on your chest, “That’s offensive. I can definitely dance.”

He just grinned, pinching your cheeks, “Alright you win.”

That short touch made you do flips mentally, if only knew why you didn’t want to go out with those guys who asked you out.

During lecture, your phone kept vibrating and Jimin raised an eyebrow at you. You grumbled silently, sneaking to take a peak. It was your other friend, Taewoon. The two of you were good friends though you barely had any same classes or lecture. You both met during an orientation camp and became friends from there.

’(y/n)! We haven’t hung out for a long time:( let’s meet up soon!!’

’(y/n)! There’s the new horror movie coming out! Wanna watch it together?’

‘Hey Taewoon! I’m not really down for a movie since exams are coming soon :(’

“Horror movie.” You heard Jimin mutter to himself.

“What about it?”

Jimin froze briefly, realizing that you heard it. “I mean he’s definitely trying to get close to you. It’s such a classic guy thing to do.”

You smirked, “Am I sensing jealousy?”

Your best friend forced a 'nonchalant’ scoffed that you surprisingly bought it well. “Why would I be jealous if such a lame attempt?”

Chuckling softly, you looked back down to see that he had already replied.

'Aw but i wanted to watch with you :((( i miss your company.’

“He’s so obvious.” Jimin remarked on Taewoon’s attempt. You rolled your eyes at Jimin, keeping your phone away. “You’re so jealous.”

“Whatever you say.” The boy gave up, returning his attention to the lecturer.

After all the lectures and classes, the two of you headed to his place since he had a much bigger study room.

“Maybe I’ll take a nap first before studying.” You spoke to yourself out loud as the both of you boarded the bus, taking a seat next to each other.

“If you do that, you’ll only wake up for dinner.”

You grinned, shaking your head, “You know me too well Park Jimin, that’s dangerous.”

Jimin just chuckled. Your attention shifted to the passing scenery outside but his attention was still on your figure that was right next to him. 'If only you know how really jealous I am when boys tries to get closer to you.’ He thought to himself.

At his place, the two of you began studying after a few minutes of lounging around. After an hour, someone called you.

“Hey (y/n)! Did you hear about Jaesung?” Your close girl friend Sooyoung immediately asked once you picked up the phone.

“N-No… What happened?”

“So during soccer practice he admitted to the teammates during their game of truth or dare that he likes you. Oh my gosh!! Has he asked you out on a date yet?”

You hesitated answering because you didn’t want her to break your ear drums so you ended up saying no. You told Sooyoung that you’d talk to her at night after studying and ended the call.

“So Jaesung likes you huh.” Jimin commented but you noticed his tonewas slightly sour.

“You heard?”

He chuckled with less of a happy tone this time, looking at his book. “Your friend was technically screaming.”

You agreed with him with a nod, however, you were greatly concerned with his sudden change in tone and mood.

“What’s wrong, Jimin?” You asked the boy who seemed to be in a sudden foul mood. He shrugged his shoulders, “Its nothing, really. Just go back to study.”

You raised an eyebrow, “We’ve been best friends for so long. I know when you’re lying.”

Jimin sighed, finally looking up at you. “That’s the thing. We’re just best friends.”

The atmosphere immediately turned tense as he realised what he had just said. Feeling the adrenaline rush from his mistake, he decided to throw it all in. He moved closer to you, still sitting on the swivel chair. “You’re right. I was jealous. I have been jealous for such a long time and it frustrates me that they dare to confess and ask you out while i’m too scared to do that. But, (y/n), I like you.”

You felt your heart race even faster after hearing those words. It gave you a whole new confidence level to be able to utter out the next few words you were about to say.

You laughed, hitting him on the arm. “Jimin, you’re such a pabo. I like you too.” You could obviously see his whole face light up as his eye smile formed. “R-really?”

“Yes, really.” You laughed only to let out a short shriek when Jimin pulled you in for a tight embrace. “R-Really?” He could only repeat those words as he was in shock that you liked him too. “You just made my day so much better.” He muttered softly yet happily.

You let your body relax into the embrace as you rested your head against his shoulders. “I mean it should be obvious especially when I keep rejecting them. They’re not you.”

You felt Jimin kiss your cheek before pulling back. His eyes glanced to the notes you were both making before back into your eyes.

“We should probably continue studying.”

You laughed, “Yea we should—”

“But first.” He quickly said before leaning in to kiss you lightly and quickly on the lips.

“Thank you for making me the happiest man, (y/n).”

“That was so cheesy. But I like hearing it from you.” You grinned at him.

Jimin winked at you, “There’s more of that don’t worry.”

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Elias wilted in his seat after yet another wistful glance around the room. The loud thumping of some very unimpressive music and the boisterous voices of people sitting in clusters filled his ears. He found himself searching for one face in the massive crowd. But it was pointless. Eventually, he was joined by the rest of the boys, who were all laughing at some joke Mutta had made. Elias grumbled to himself in frustration. Being at a high school party with a bunch of kids and some shitty music was the last thing he felt like doing right now, but if there was even a slight possibility of seeing Laila, he definitely wasn’t going to say no.

He was resolved on fixing things between him and Laila. No matter what it took. If only she’d let him.

Elias drummed his fingers on the table, refocusing his attention on the conversation at hand. Chris had joined them at the couch and she and Mutta were chatting animatedly. As for the rest, Mikael was in a heated discussion with Yousef about which was better; Naruto or Avatar. Meanwhile Adam and Even laughed at the both of them. Leave it to Mikael and Yousef, the only 19-20 year olds on the planet to have a legit discussion about Naruto and Avatar.

Yousef turned towards Mikael and threw his hands in the air exasperatedly. “Naruto is a 12 year old ninja! It’s so unrealistic?”

“Oh so it’s realistic for an airbender to go around and throw elements?” Mikael questioned.

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Married Life

A Wattpad request. I do not own Jon or Davos. They belong to George R.R.Martin.

Warnings: brief mentions of jealousy. Fluff

Pairings/Characters: Jon Snow x wife!reader, Davos Seaworth.

Originally posted by rhaegaried

When Jon left for the Wall, you didn’t think you’d ever see him again. When your father had traveled to the Wall at the urging of the Lord Commander, you went with him. When you saw Jon, you had to fight the urge to hug him to you. After his victory over Ramsay Bolton at Winterfell, you couldn’t fight it anymore. You literally jumped for joy, right into Jon’s arms.

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Obvious - Dean Winchester x Reader

Title: Obvious 

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1,126

Warnings: None

Prompt: I’d love a fic where Dean has a huge crush on reader and when she starts getting flirty with Cas then he acts all jealous and just hugs her when she won’t shut up about his obvious jealousy!

Originally posted by canonspngifs

“Hey Dean, uh where is Sam?” you frowned taking a look around you as you were able to spot only Dean there, sulking as he really liked to do lately.

“Supply run.” he grumbled clicking furiously on his computer, fact that made you raise an eyebrow.

“Then why didn’t you ask me if I wanted something?” you blinked, sitting next to Castiel as Dean still kept a clenched jaw and stared at his computer screen.

“Would have, if you two weren’t so busy. So we thought it would be better to not interrupt.” he huffed looking up at you and particularly Castiel. Although you could really call it a glare more than anything else.

“Interrupt what?” Castiel frowned and you shrugged at him.

“I don’t know.” you mumbled glancing at Dean who was angrily taking a sip of his beer “It’s not like we were having sex. Only heavily making out.” and of course he choked on it. You had such a hard time keeping a snicker in when he gave you that look of disbelief, his eyes wide in total shock.

“Easy tiger.” you giggled “I am just kidding… sort of.” you mumbled as he gave you a hard look.

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Bold actions

Originally posted by awbuckyno

Wynonna x reader

Request: can you do a wynonna earp one where wynonna and the reader aren’t really dating (they both have feelings but they dont really do anything abt it) and then someone flirts with the reader so wynonna gets jealous

Written by Doc

For months now Waverly had been trying to get you and Wynonna to admit your feelings for each other. 

Tonight Shorty’s was full of happy and tipsy patrons, Wynonna sat at the bar stand while Waverly was behind the counter, quickly pouring drinks for all the customers filing into the bar.

Waverly finally had a moment to catch her breath and walked over to Wynonna who was currently watching you play pool with some girl.

She bought you a drink to start up a conversation before asking for a game but then used the classic ‘I don’t know how to play’ card so you were now standing behind her, one hand on her back and the other helping her line up her shot.

The girl looked up at you, biting her lip but you were completely oblivious to it.

“You know, if you would just tell Y/N how you feel about them you wouldn’t have to watch other people flirt with them,” Waverly leaned over the counter to tell her sister.

“Don’t start with that again Waves,” Wynonna sighed.

“Alright then, go ahead and be jealous, see what I care,” Waverly teased, standing upright again.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Really? ‘Cause the way you’ve been watching Y/N and that girl all night would say otherwise.”

Wynonna looked back to you, the girl was now running her hand up and down your arm and whispering in your ear.

“They like you Wynonna, you just have to do something about it,” Waverly said, “or someone else will and you’ll regret it.”

“Pour me a shot,” Wynonna muttered.

Waverly grabbed a shot glass, pouring Wynonna’s favorite whisky inside.

Wynonna downed the shot and got up from her seat.

“Where are you going?” Waverly asked.

“To do something about it,” Wynonna said before starting to walk over to you.

You saw Wynonna coming your way which immediately shifted your attention away from the girl.

“Hey Wynonna this is-” you started but were cut off by Wynonna grabbing a fistful of your shirt and bringing you in to kiss her.

You were taken back by the kiss but quickly relaxed, returning it with just as much fervor.

When Wynonna finally pulled away she turned to the girl, glaring at her, “Sorry, they’re not interested.”

The girl rolled her eyes and walked away, annoyed by the turn of events.

“Is that jealousy I sense there Wynonna?” you chuckled.

Wynonna let go of your shirt, smoothing it out.

“I couldn’t stand the thought of you taking someone home that isn’t me,” she said softly.

“Well it’s a good thing the only person I want to go home with is you then isn’t it,” you teased.

Wynonna let out the breath she had been holding in now knowing that you were okay with her bold actions.

You smiled and leaned in to kiss her again.

This time you could hear Waverly cheering you on in the background which turned into the entire bar drunkenly cheering for you.

“Do you want to get out of here?” you asked Wynonna.

“Gladly.”