I love how calm he was during other questions and on this one he is all red ears

⇁ nudes, not flowers | 02

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

pairing⇁Hoseok x Reader x Jungkook

genre⇁smut || fuckboi!au

warnings⇁voyeurism + exhibitionism, dom!junghope, power play?, dirty talk!!!, jealousy, demeaning names during sex, the threesome, & probably other warnings byE 

word count⇁10.4k 

You’re not supposed to fall for Jung Hoseok and his repertoire of awful pick-up lines—but you do. The problem is: he’s afraid of commitment, and bolts at the idea of settling down. After that, you decide to stay far away from fuckboys, but his friend decides to test your new found resolutions.

or : Jungkook wants to see how far he can push Hoseok until he snaps

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Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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Scared of Beautiful (2)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 3993

Warnings: Mentions of blood and violence (during a fight). Smut. NSFW gifs.

Anon asked “You Made a List is so fucking cute, so many feels :)! I’m not sure if your requests are still open but could you do Bucky X Reader based on Scared of Beautiful by Frank Ocean? Can be smut (you’re amazing at it) if you’d like. Thank you and have a lovely day :)”

A/N: This was such a challenge for some reason but here you go. The sexual tension is unbelievable. Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE. Sorry about the tagging. I’m still trying to solve that issue!

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Walnut (Evan Hansen x Reader)

TW: SMUT, really smutty, like use of the word boobs and condom

Words: 2,176

Requested: Nope lol

Disclaimer: this is my very first smut… ever. if i am absoloutley garbage - please tell me. seriously. i will stop lol. anyways, this is a super fumbly/nervous smut thing bc lets be real… evan would not be the most confident in this region. 


Yours and Evan’s relationship seemed to fall into a format that could be related to English literature: repeated and rhythmically patterned. The moment you two start doing something, you couldn’t stop. After your first kiss, Evan would not stop pecking you on the lips. After your first time holding hands, Evan couldn’t bare not capturing your fingers and intertwining them with his. Just last month, you and Evan had your first make out session.

It was strange at first. It took a while to getting used to. It would start off with a kiss, standing up. Then Evan would have to break away to control his breathing from excitement. It took a while to find a sitting position where you were both comfortable to lock lips. A few fumbles and bumped heads later, it was decided that the best spot was if you straddled Evan’s lap whilst he sat on his bed - leaning against the wall.

The make out session would include straddling and hair pulling at the bare minimum. It was so new to both you and Evan that you had to make a code word. Every time one of you got a little too excited, you would murmur the word walnut. That would give you or Evan time to calm down before continuing in kissing. At the beginning of the month, it was quite rare that the word would need to be used. 2-3 weeks into the make out month, Evan had used it 6 times and you twice. Now, at the end of the month, Evan needed a break every 10 minutes.

           Today was like every other day of the month. Evan greeted you after last period with a kiss. You two would walk to his house, holding hands. Stepping through the door, he led you upstairs. The two of you giggled like children. Evan’s mom was rarely home. Which could give you the range of make out spot possibilities, but Evan didn’t like change. Evan liked security and being able to know what goes on around him. Because of that, each afternoon snog would be in his room, with the door shut.

           You reached up onto your tip toes and grabbed Evan’s face in your hands. Smiling widely, you connected your lips together. Evan immediately placed his hands on your hips, pulling you into his lanky frame. Smiling against his warmth, you slowly led him to the edge of his bed so he could scurry against the wall; for you to get into your regular seating position. The moment you swung your legs around his hips and sat on him, his eyes grew wide.

           “Walnut,” he whispered, as if the world could hear him.

           “Already?” you question curiously.

           He nodded quickly, swallowing hard. You nodded with a small smile, obviously respecting his wishes to take a quick breather. After a few moments passed, he gave you the nod to keep going. You pressed your lips back to his, moving your mouth in sync. Your hands brushed up his blue polo and into his sandy locks. He let out the smallest of whimpers. It left butterflies in your stomach. Evan’s hands ran up and down your sides. Pulling away from his lips, you looked into his sunken eyes.

           “We are going to try something a little different, okay?” you searched his eye for approval. He gulped and nodded slowly.

           You continued to kiss him, then slowly trailed them down his neck. About two inches away from his ear, he seemed to become weak. You applied the smallest amount of pressure, and you felt his body stiffen.

           “Walnut,” he stammered.

           You kept going. Taking his hands in yours, you slowly guided them north – up to your breasts. 

          “Walnut,” his eyes flew open and watched intensely as to where you set his hands. You held his hands there, making them apply pressure to the new destination. 

          “Walnut, ohmygod, walnut,” he pracitcally hollered. 

            You pulled away quickly, looking at your loving boyfriend. His hair was sticking up, his lips were swollen, eyes were wide, and a small tent forming in his khakis. 

             “I-It was a really close call this time,” he breathed out, blushing like a mad man. 

              “Evan, we should really talk about this,” you looked at him with wide eyes.

               “Ohmygod, you think I’m so weird, don’t you? I-I can try my best, next time? I will try and last as long as I can without saying it-”

               “No, no, Evan. It’s not that,” you chuckled. You could hear him sigh with relief. “I’ve been thinking about this whole thing. You have been saying the code word so often, that it’s just- I don’t know-”

           “W-What is it?” he scrambled to hold your hand, running his thumb over your knuckles.

           “You’ll find it silly,” you laughed sheepishly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

           “Me? F-Find it silly? No way…José,” he gave you an awkward, toothy grin.

           “Okay, okay, I was just thinking – God, I don’t know, - that it’s silly how we go so far and you get so worked up and then we never… I don’t know… finish?”

           “Y-You mean, you want to-“

           “Only if you want to-“

           “W-Well maybe we could-“

           “Oh my gosh, Evan, i-it’s okay-“

           “No,” he took both of your hands in his, looking up into your eyes. “I want to. I-I really want to.”

           Evan’s mom was coming home in an hour. So you and Evan decided that tomorrow evening would be the best.

-

It was the next morning; you had just gone to the guidance counselor to ask for a condom. You asked Evan to pick up a package of them at the corner store, but he was afraid that somehow – they would end up telling the whole town.

The entire day was filled with excitement. Yours and Evan’s face stayed a shade of firetruck red all afternoon. During lunch, Evan rested his hand on your thigh, which only made your blushing worse. Of course, Jared picked up on it and made an obnoxious comment. Something the along the lines of being “fucking gay”, and calling Evan a “weird sex freak”.

The final bell had rang and you practically ran into Evan. You giggled at each other, knowing that he had rushed to meet you too.

-

Evan closed his bedroom door and suddenly got nervous. You frowned when you saw him fumbling with the material of his shirt.

“What’s wrong, Evan?” you asked softly. You sat him down on his bed, sitting next to him. Running your hand up his arm, you tried your best to comfort him. He shrugged in response. “We don’t have to do this,” you reminded him. “I’m more than happy to wait. This is a consensual thing. I love you, you know that, right?” you cracked a smile, and saw him crack one too.

           “I-I want to do this. I-I’m just scared. What if I mess up? What if I…” he began to trail off. He looked up at you and whispered, “what if I cum too early?”

           Your face turned red to match his. “It’s okay if all of that happens. This is a learning experience for the both of us. We can go slow,” you kissed him gently on the cheek. You waited for him to respond. Obviously, you would never pressure him to do something like this.

           Evan turned to you, “can we still use walnut?”

           Giggling, you nodded, “Of course.”

           Evan scooted to rest his back on the wall, pulling you up onto his lap. “I-I’m ready,” he whispered against your lips.

           You two started out as per usual. Evan didn’t use the code word once. You were kissing his neck, until he pulled away, gesturing to his shirt.

           “Should I take this off?” he asked very calmly.

           You nodded, helping him remove his polo. You were breathless at the sight. His pale form was structured like a sculpture. Every muscle, vein, and freckle was beautifully scattered on his flesh. Birth marks, moles, and little chest hairs dusted his torso. You ran your fingertips along the stretch marks that had been placed there from his middle school growth spurts.

           “You, Evan Hansen, are beautiful,” you reminded him. Evan turned an even deeper shade of red.

           Taking his hands, you guided him to the hem of your sweater. You allowed him to pull it off of you, revealing your bare skin and plain push-up bra.

           “Wow…” he breathed out, absoloutley mesmerized. You began to feel the familiar tent beneath your lap.

           “You can-um, you can touch me,” you reminded him nervously, with a small giggle.

           He reached up shakily, cupping your bra in his hands. He felt you cautiously, as if he could easily break you. He was speechless. It was the first real pair of boobs he had ever seen.

           You giggled at his expression, reaching behind you unclasping your bra. As Evan kneaded your skin, he gasped as the material fell off of your breasts. His tent grew tighter and his eyes became wider. You guided his hands to your nipples, letting him touch the sensitive nubs. You threw your head back with a whimper. Evan was shaking. 

W-Walnut, ohmygod, shit, walnut,” he whispered between his teeth. 

You nodded, watching as his eyes shut tight and his hands froze in place. You could tell that he was trying to calm his breathing. You were surprised at his sudden colourful language. A few moments passed, and your boyfriend slowly opened his eyes. 

“Did you-”

“N-No, I’m still- um- full,” he mumbled back quickly. 

You giggled at his word choice and placed his hands on your hips. You pressed your lips to his, trying to give him a feeling of familiarity. Evan soon became comfortable, taking the slightest bit of control. His fingers traced down to the hemline of your jeans. He popped open the button. Climbing off of him, you laid down beneath him, watching him hover over your body. He slid your jeans down your legs, placing the material to the side. His eyes gazed over your body, drinking the sight before him. 

Walnut,” he whispered. 

You sighed, leaning your head back on the pillow as his eyes shut tight again. 

“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s just that- You’re laying there- fuck- you just look so good. And holy hell I don’t know if I can-” 

Giggling, you stopped his rambling. “Ev, it’s okay. I will wait as long as you want me to.” 

After the second walnut calling, everything went smoothly. You were finally fully bare, and Evan was left in his boxers. 

“A-Are you okay for me to take these off?” you asked him, placing your hand on the band of his underwear. He nodded quickly, watching your every move. 

Carefully, you pulled the white cotton off of his pelvis. His length sprung out of his boxers, hitting his stomach. You looked at his newly exposed flesh, then back at his face. “You’re doing great, Ev. You really are,” you whispered to him. Slowly, you reached out your hand and stroked him once. 

“S-Stop, or I’ll-” he whimpered out. 

“Okay, okay,” you nodded, reaching over to grab the condom before he stopped you. You raised an eyebrow to give him a questioning look. 

“I-I want you to cum, too. And I… I won’t last that long,” he mumbled sheepishly. You smiled at his concern, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He was doing so well, and you really admired that he thought of you and your pleasure. 

“Is there any way to get you, um, closer before I… ya know…” he asked quietly. 

Nodding slowly, you guided his hand to your heat. You let him rub you in a repeatitive motion. Soon, Evan got the hang of things, letting you put your hand on his shoulder - rather than guiding him. His thumb found your most sensitive nub. 

“What does this do?” he asked in a whisper, lightly tapping it. 

You inhaled sharply. “That felt really good,” you admitted with an even bigger blush. 

His continuous tapping brought you closer and closer to a high. You stopped him when you were almost at your breaking point.

“O-Okay, I’m ready,” you whispered up at him.

Evan opened up the condom, rolling it on to himself. He looked at you once more for permission. You gave him a nod, smiling. Before he entered you, he whispered against your lips.

“I love you.”

He slid into you, neither of you lasting more than 15 seconds. Evan hit his orgasm first, absolutely melting in your hands. His whole body shook. Then it was your turn, grappling your finger nails into the flesh on his spine.

-

Hedi came home around 10pm that night. You and Evan were cuddled on the couch, bones aching and hearts swelling. She opened the door with bags full of groceries.

“Aw, my two little lovebirds,” she mumbled. Putting down the grocery bags, she pulled out a plastic container. “Do you guys want some candied walnuts?”

Evan turned red.

Nct as Youtubers

Request: Do you think that maybe you could do short headcannons of the members as youtubers please?? Like, you said in the makeup voiceovers that they were also on YouTube but didn’t really describe in depth what they’re like so maybe that could be a thing(??) sorry if it doesn’t make sense

A/N: i hope this is what you were looking for!! i’m sorry if it’s short or repetitive, this was so fun to write, i hope you enjoy reading!

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Taeil:

  • started out his channel for fun
  • mostly makes song covers & also tag videos
  • didn’t thought his videos would blow up
  • when he realised he was shookt??
  • because he’s such an awkward bun, his videos usually consists of his friends
  • and they help him out a lot because when he’s on his own filming most of the time he doesn’t know what to do or say
  • tries his best to reply to comments
  • when people recognizes him irl he gets all blushy and shy
  • “i’m not that popular!! you’re all so sweet”
  • we all know you are taeil

Hansol:

  • that one youtuber who posts random videos at the weirdest timings
  • his videos range from dance covers, to vlogs, to gaming then to even unboxing videos
  • despite all that he still gains much attention?
  • hardly ever talks in his videos but when he does all his subscribers get heart palpitations because wow
  • dance covers gets the most views and likes because they’re always on point?
  • promotes his channel on his instagram
  • random posts with captions
  • “new video”
  • “✌✌ video?”
  • see what i did there hansol he needs to stop with his peace signs
  • another one who’s awkward when fans recognize him in real life
  • but if they ask for pictures he wouldn’t mind so!!

Johnny:

  • mostly reaction videos
  • and probably many vlogs too
  • gaming occasionally, but only when he’s with his friends
  • has the funniest and most dramatic reactions to videos ever
  • tries to make his subscribers by making puns and jokes
  • “i guess you could say… that video was pun-believable”
  • daily updates on social medias
  • “how are all of you doing today? the weather’s great so i hope you all are well!”
  • doesn’t reply to every comment but he likes them
  • treats his fans like family and tries to chat with them he can
  • which is why when one meets him in real life he’s super friendly and tries to start conversations
  • an angel tbh

Taeyong:

  • cooking tutorial videos
  • alongside with song covers too
  • sometimes he writes his own songs and lyrics too
  • often goes live so that he’s able to chat with his fans
  • one of the most genuine and sweetest youtubers!!
  • would reply to every one of the comments, and he never forgets to thank them for their support
  • “I’m stressed & tired” captions on his social media websites always scare fans but turns out it’s only because of the other boys
  • gets all shy when people recognize him
  • even when he’s rushing for time he wouldn’t hesitate to take photos or chat with his fans
  • the youtuber you just want to protect with everything tbh

Yuta:

  • gamer
  • also makes prank videos occasionally
  • and probably also videos on current issues/problems
  • and he shows so many different sides his fans love it,
  • especially when he talks about current issues he gets all smart & serious and is so good with his words he leaves everyone shookt
  • but on prank videos he’s all giggly and immature laughing at his successful pranks
  • while his gamer side can sometimes can aggressive and competitive
  • but despite all that he’s super sweet to his fans
  • holds meetups often and treats each of them like angels
  • smile and laughter can brighten up anyone’s day

Kun:

  • mainly vlogs
  • travelling & visiting ones to be exact, together with his friends
  • takes really good videography and editing is on point too
  • another one who’s smile could make anyone’s heart burst
  • always recommending new places for people to go to, be it cafes or countries to visit
  • kun’s recommendations are trustable™
  • loves hyping his friends up in videos
  • doesn’t hesitate in promoting their channels too
  • deserves so much more subscribers & views

Doyoung:

  • versatile videos too
  • song covers, reaction videos, vlogs, challenges & tag videos
  • is really well known for his talking skills and his intelligence
  • and also his sweet voice who puts people to sleep
  • cherishes friendships and often shows it in videos where he vlogs about outings with them
  • updates daily for fans too and tells them how much he’s grateful for them
  • also asks them for suggestion for new videos
  • probably nags at and gets upset with his fans when they do something that isn’t too his liking
  • “you all waited in the rain for an hour because of me??? what if you all fell sick omg please don’t do that again”
  • but it’s because he cares and loves them so

Ten:

  • king of dance covers
  • makes dance tutorials too
  • when people want to learn a dance, ten’s videos would always help because they’re so on point?
  • random videos of him in stores and supermarkets
  • with him being amazed by new things he sees or learns about
  • attempts to make cooking videos too but fails
  • almost burnt himself and was caught on tape, uploaded on youtube & viewed by morw than hundreds of people
  • his fans’ words give him energy and he’s always thanking them
  • a little shy when gets recognized but he doesn’t show it, only that cheeky smile on his face

Jaehyun:

  • hypebeast who makes videos of new clothes he got and hauls too
  • random late night videos where he answers fans’ questions and it’s just him chilling
  • food reviews too!!
  • his favourite videos because you can tell he gets all excited when he sees food
  • makes sure to update every week so his subscribers will be well fed
  • loves having live videos too because he’s able to interact with fans
  • holds giveaways for subscribers every time he reaches a milestone
  • acts all calm when people recognize him
  • but inside he’s super happy and excited because he feels extremely loved?
  • likes photos that fans uploaded together with him,
  • making them go even crazier

WinWin:

  • that one youtuber who’s always being complimented and praised by other youtubers
  • because he’s super sweet and soft?
  • pretty boy who shows off his face routines and tag videos
  • because he’s so shy he finds it hard filming videos alone too
  • which is why he calls his friends to join his videos
  • aka kun
  • they often go shopping together and you can tell he looks super happy and excited
  • vlogs about his daily life and has the cutest edits ever
  • even more shy in real life, he’d get super embarrassed and shy, cheeks flushed red if he notices people recognizing him
  • but he’d feel bad for rejecting them so he takes photos with them anyways
  • super cute

Mark:

  • endless talents and seems to be able to do everything?
  • playing the guitar, song/rap covers, reaction videos, dance covers, gaming
  • he’s able to film quality videos
  • and at the same time he’s super humble and sweet it makes others love him more
  • has many collabs with other youtubers
  • his fans are blessed because they’ll always be a video related to him
  • a super shy ball in actual fact
  • when he does live videos he already gets all blushy and red when people compliment him
  • irl you can actually see him wanting to hide and run away because he’s super shy when it comes to compliments
  • but also tries to be friendly and talk to his fans when he can

Renjun:

  • mostly posts videos at night
  • so his subscribers can fall asleep soundly after watching his videos
  • mostly reviews
  • on clothes, food and other things
  • smile is the sweetest thing you’ll ever see
  • is also the softest when it comes to his fans
  • sometimes would also post short korean classes too
  • and his drawing videos
  • just really calm and satisfying videos honestly
  • super happy when he receives positive comments
  • still your no.1 moomin fan who has a big moomin plushie in his background of videos all the time

Jeno:

  • videos that are guaranteed to make you smile
  • like him playing with puppies and small fuffly animals
  • or even interacting with children at playgrounds in his vlogs
  • they’re guaranteed to make you s o f t
  • an angel who smiles and laughs at everything
  • super positive!!!
  • tries his best to reply to every comment and prove to fans that they’re noticed
  • mainly just vlogs of his daily life
  • but he’s always super cute in videos so!!
  • still the same angel irl because he’d be the one suggesting to take photos
  • and probably give you autographs too
  • sweetest little thing ever

Haechan:

  • games often
  • and always wins in games for some reason
  • also many prank videos too
  • and they’re always super creative and new
  • and you can see the look of satisfaction on his face whenever he succeeds in pranking his friends
  • really strong bond with his fans
  • they’d probably have inside jokes too
  • “thank you for always supporting your handsome donghyuck”
  • never runs out of ideas for videos
  • and loves it most when people leave positive comments
  • it makes him all happy and excited like a small child
  • and he’s ten times cuter irl like that because he’d have the biggest smile ever with his pink cheeks??

Jaemin:

  • does weird challenges
  • and probably being a meme in every video
  • with thousands of different expressions ready for his fans to screenshot and use
  • also does tutorial videos
  • and tag videos
  • he loves talking and discussing about popular topics and sharing his opinions
  • loves spreading positive vibes too
  • super flirty & sweet with his subscribers
  • calls them his babies??
  • would occasionally film vlogs so as to show his fans his life
  • which is usually just him being that same meme and having fun
  • i miss him dkdndn

Chenle:

  • super energetic and fun
  • when you watch his videos, they’d immediately cheer you up because he’s always so happy?
  • makes reaction videos a lot
  • which ends up in his fans mentioning how their ear drums ache everytime they watch them because his dolphin laughs and screams
  • loves taking videos of sceneries and views during vlogs
  • but other times vlogs would just consist of his face
  • “my handsome is enough for you all”
  • knows he’s popular but still gets shy when he’s noticed
  • he’d always give that same cheerful laughter and thank his fans for their support

Jisung:

  • dance covers
  • ten is his role model
  • would film freestyle dances and also dances he’d choreographed and ask fans for their opinions
  • occasionally, he’d also film tag and challenge videos so his fans are able to know him better
  • super shy at first but as time goes by he opens up and he’d joke around a lot
  • still a child who gets fascinated and amazed by new things
  • still learning and is trying his best for his channel
  • which is why he’s super happy when he sees the amount of support and love he gets
  • making him blush like mad all the time

snuggsthebunn  asked:

have you done edging/overstim with the rfa gang + saran cuz binch plz make a thirsty hoes dreams come true you're giving the earth what god wants ily thank u

I’m gonna try writing short little ficlets for these! Doing the bulletpoints would just make this so damn long.

Yoosung

He swallowed thickly as you got on your knees behind him, squeezing his ass cheek.

“How many times did I beat you, Yoosungie~?”

Ahh, he loved that nickname, but not in this context. He pushed his face against his bed, ashamed at his pose: Face down ass up with a pillow between his legs.

“S-Seven times.”

“Mmmhmm,” You dug your nails into his ass cheek and he tried hiding his little mewl against the mattress. “Seven times. I thought you were such a good gamer, hm?”

You had challenged him earlier to a game, but on the conditions that if he lost, you got to have your way with him. He still couldn’t figure out if he lost on purpose or not.

When you first spanked him, he let out a surprised yelp, his lubed up cock rubbing against the pillow between his legs. God, he was already so hard after you putting the cockring on, and now you were going to spank him too?

You kept it up, each harsh smack causing him to rub against the pillow, trying his best not to more or let out little begs as you degraded him. You took your time too, taking turns on each cheek

When you finally were done, you planted a little kiss on his reddened cheek.

“You need to get better at games, Yoosung.”

He nodded against the bed, happy at the cool sensation against the pain. You started a few little kisses, promising to help soothe his sore ass, but without warning you reached between his legs and started fondling his balls. He gasped, bucking against the pillow again. He was already so riled up, why were you teasing him so much?

“M-Mc!”

You giggled, but helped him switch positions and lay on his back. You laid on your stomach, planting a kiss on the tip of his cock.

“I guess I should make you feel at least a little good, huh?”

Oh god, he wanted to feel good so bad, but…He was still wearing the cock ring. He watched you take his cock fully into your mouth, working quickly on him as he squirmed and whined out. He was already backed up already, before tonight! And he finally gets to have sex with you again and this is what you do?

The whole blowjob was painfully amazing. He just wanted to cum, he just wanted to so bad! But you were dragging this for so long! His fingers threaded through your hair without thinking, his nails digging in as he tried not to fuck your face.

Without any warning, you undid the cockring for him, and then he couldn’t stop himself. He quickly thrusted into your mouth, letting out such a loud moan as he finally came down your throat.

Jumin

During the whole ride to the restaurant, you were in the back, teasing him with your lips and hand- Constantly palming him as you bit his lip in between kisses, making him let out a low groan.

It wasn’t often you were able to take control, but when you did it was exhilarating. Really, you could always ask to switch the roles around, but you really, really, liked him being in control. 

As you teased your tongue against his, your hand reached to start unbuckling his pants when you noticed just how hard he had gotten. However, before you could even start to loosen the buckle, the car slowed to a stop, Driver Kim already opening his door to get ready to help the both of you out.

Quickly, you pulled back, straightening yourself up as he tugged on your coat.

“Let me hold your coat, or else it’s going to be obvious.”

WIlling yourself not to have your cheeks redden now, you shrugged it off, handing the garment over to him to hide his erection with.

The whole walk inside, getting to your seat and everything, was a constant teasing. Your hand would wrap around his waist, purposely brushing against his ass enough to make him clear his throat. He’d lean and whisper in your ear- Pointless things, but his breath there made you shiver.

When the two of you finally sat down and ordered, he stared you down as the waitress walked away, you giving him a innocent smile.

“What is it, honey?”

A flicker of annoyance crossed his eyes, but he showed a strained smirk instead.

“I’m still…Excited.”

“Ooh, about that new business deal?” You teased.

He knew your act, trying to pretend nothing hot and heavy had just went on. “Yes, the… Other side is being quite provoking.”

“Are they now?”

“Yes. Just taking away what I want the most at the last second, making me bargain for more.”

You blushed a bit, being interrupted by the waitress again for drinks. Once she left, you looked around the restaurant. No one was looking at the two of you, and…you were in a quiet, dark, corner…

You set your purse to hang off the back of your chair, looking at how long the table cloth was. If you were quick enough…

“Cover me,”

“What-Mc??”

You quickly ducked under the table, quiet for a moment and trying to hear if no one noticed. Fortunately, Jumin was whispering harshly to you, letting you know how foolish you were and how lucky the both of you were that no one saw.

Holding back a giggle, you started working on his belt like you had been in the car, and he instantly went quiet. Smiling, you worked his cock out of his pants, surprised it was still as hard as it was before, even leaking a bit.

“Ooh, you weren’t lying.”

How long had he been like this? Was he teasing himself mentally the whole time, unable to calm down? He must be aching.

You held it as you ran your tongue from the base up, hearing the table clatter a bit as he reached under and grabbed a fistful of your hair. It hurt, but nothing too bad. It certainly made you unable to keep your excitement at bay. 

You heard footsteps and saw his straighten up. The waitress must be back.

You heard them talking, the waitress wondering if she needed to wait until you had came back from wherever, and you could hear him clearing his throat, trying to sound calm….

Until you took the tip of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue to lap up the precum. You heard his voice hitch, the waitress question him, his hand tighten with your hair again. It was hard not to let out a noise, but you managed to hold back as the waitress walked away.

You didn’t have the upperhand for long. As soon as she was far enough, both of his hands slipped under the table, pushing your head down and forcing you to take him all at once. 

Your eyes teared up a bit, and you felt something hot spurt down the back of your throat. You let him hold you in place until his grip loosened, then you carefully pulled back, kissing his cock for good measure.

After you wiped your mouth, you carefully snuck back into your chair, thankful no one had noticed. Unfortunately, Jumin still looked riled up and his face was a bit red.

“We’re going home.”

“What? Was it that bad?”

“No,” he cleared his throat, pulling out his wallet to leave something to pay for the wine the two of you had hardly touched. “I need more, now.”

Seven

Watching Seven ride you was amazing, and you understood why he loved you riding him so much.

You had recently gotten a vibrating dual strap on. On your end, you had a nice little bit that rubbed against your gspot, and on his end he got a thick dildo to bounce up and down on.

You watched his cock move along with him, bobbing a bit with a thick steady drip of precum working its way to the cockring around his base. When you looked at his expression, he was completely blissed the fuck out. Glasses skewed, mouth open and drooling a bit, eyes half lidded and nearly rolled back.

The dildo must have been hitting him in all the right places. God, at this rate, you wouldn’t even need him to get you off, the little vibrating bullet in you able work well enough with the visuals he was providing.

You felt your heart nearly stop as he let out a strangled moan, seizing up and rocking a tad. He had stopped pumping the fake cock in and out of him, his eyes squeezing shut.

“Are you close, baby?”

He nodded, biting his lip. “So close, so so close.”

It was the third time he had gotten this close, but this had came quicker than the others. You reached out, your thumb teasing the tip of his cock, a disgusting and open-mouthed, tongue hanging moan escaping him.

“You can cum if you want to, baby, it’s fine.”

He leaned back, willing himself to open his eyes and look at you with an unsure expression. When you reached for his cockring, he nodded, and you took it off slowly.

Once it was completely off, you started pumping his cock as he lightly bounced on the dildo again, breathing deeply. After just a few moments, he finally came, his cum shooting out so hard that some even landed on your cheek.

You were completely content with just that being the end of it, but after he barely caught his breath, he was fixing his glasses and slipping between your legs.

When you tried to protest, he stopped you.

“Let me make you feel good for doing that for me.”

Zen

The two of you stumbled into the dressing room, hardly able to keep your hands off each other before so. He slipped his hands expertly up your shirt, bringing it along and flinging it to the side, groping at your breasts.

“You really don’t have any self control, do you?”

He almost whined at your teasing, letting go of your breasts and squeezing your ass, forcing your hips to meet his as he bucked against you without any shame.

“M-Mc, come on, I need this,” His breath was hot against your ear as he begged. “All those texts, those looks during rehearsal, you’re such a damn tease.”

You tried keeping your cool, but with how he was grinding against you, you couldn’t even attempt to.

“Y-You need to be tamed, Zenny- Ah!”

His mouth was at your neck, sucking past bruises, his moan nearly sounding like a growl. “Let me take it off.”

You reached a hand in between the two of you, groping him and causing him to gasp and groan. Before you could tease again, he picked you up and had you sitting on the make-up table, yanking off your pants a bit clumsily, but fast. As soon as it and your underwear was off, he was undoing his own pants, pulling his hard and flushed cock out.

You bit your lip, seeing the precum dripping off of him already, the cockring at the back of his cock begging to be removed.

“Tell me it’s okay, Mc, tell me I can-”

“Do it.”

Instantly he was on you, pushing his tip into you, waiting for your telltale moan to allow him to push in all the way. You whined, tangling your fingers with the fabric of his shirt as he pounded into you harshly. It didn’t hurt, but god the two of you hadn’t gone this quick and rough before.

You quickly bit his shoulder, his wet moan in your ear as you muffled your noises. He was going so fast- so fast!

“Letmecum, god please, Mc. Letmecumletme-”

You wrapped your legs around his hips, clamping them down and forcing him deeper into you. As you did so, you wrapped a hand around that damned ponytail of his and pulled, making such a choked guttural moan leave him.

That was it, that had to be the breaking limit for him. He was still bucking into you, but they were wild, uncoordinated. It felt good, but you hadn’t felt him so fucked up before. Clumsily you reached in between the both of you, managing to get him to pause long enough for you to undo the latch of the cockring. 

You couldn’t even grab it. Once it was undone, he forced your hips to meet his, the ring falling onto the floor as he completely slammed into you, letting out such strangled noises as he finally came into you, panting against your neck.

After the two of you composed yourselves, Zen having to help you stay steady on your legs, you decided it was best if you waited outside for him to finish up with practice.

It wasn’t until the two of you got home that you both realized you left the cockring in  the dressing room.

Saeran

The two of you had decided to try overstimming together. It was something you were curious about, and a kink he had always wanted to try out. But, he wasn’t expecting that you wanted to use it on him as well.

After a few rounds of normal doggy style sex, you couldn’t stop clenching so tightly around him. Somehow, in this position, he was able to keep rubbing perfectly against your gspot, making you bite into his pillow.

Of course, this was having a toll on him as well.

Normally, he didn’t have issues lasting a while, which is why he was so surprised you wanted him to wear a cockring, but since he didn’t mind he wore it anyway. Now, as you hit your third orgasm- squealing into the pillow and letting out such a lewd ass moan afterwards- he was nearly at the brink of just begging you to let him cum inside of you.

He couldn’t think straight. All he could focus in was the feeling of your wet heat around him, his balls feeling tight as all hell. He was so damn close, he couldn’t even focus on sitting upright. Now he his forehead was against your back as he groaned into you, forcing your hips to meet his thrusts.

“Nnngh, I’m so fucking close, Mc, I’m so fucking close, just a bit more, jus-Ahn!”

He stopped mid-thrust as you reached between the yours and his legs both, groping at his balls. He made a deep whine in his throat, and then suddenly he couldn’t stop snapping his hips into you. The sound of skin slapping together so harshly was nearly enough to make you cum again, but you were so weak and so over-fucked, your mind felt numb.

“T-Take it off, god damnit, nownownownow! I can’t- I need to cum inside of you, I need to right nowrightnow!”

His voice was deep, guttural, and with clumsy fingers you undid the latch on his cockring. As soon as it slipped off, he was biting your shoulder hard enough to break the skin, a loud groan barely being muffled rushing out as he thrusted a handful of times more. He came with a deep final thrust, keeping his cock in you and he sloppily panted against your back.

After a few moments, he slowly slid out, the both of you groaning before flopping on the bed. He reached an arm out, quickly pulling you to him and placing small and lazy kisses against your head.

“Once I catch my breath, we’re going again.”

When you looked at him shocked, you could see a tired but stern and commanding look in his eye.

“You didn’t let me cum that whole time while you did. You really didn’t think you were getting away with that, did you?”

Beta Care (Brett Talbot) NSFW

Alpha!Brett x Reader


Warnings: NSFW

A/N: This was kind of requested of an Anon and it happens to be inspired by a dream I had. Hehe, enjoyyyyy.


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You strode towards the living room with slow and quiet steps, looking at the tall werewolf leaning back onto the couch, legs stretched out under the table and eyes focused on a documentary on the TV-screen. He wasn’t interested in the subject at all, it just happen to be what the channel was airing at this time, after a long day.


Without a single word, you step in front of him and straddle his lap, making him snap his eyes up at you, looking at you with those bright blue eyes that you loved so much.

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Imagine Jared letting it slip that you’ve been together for very long during an interview.

“Who is…” Conan laughed softly “I think I know the answer to this, myself. Who is (Y/n)’s favorite character?”

You laughed, your head hanging in shame as Ryan laughed next to you and you glanced to see Harrison chuckle softly to himself “Conan what did I ever do to you?!” you exclaimed as the host laughed.

“No, seriously nothing!” he raised his hands “I didn’t choose this questions, I swear!” he laughed, leaning back in his chair and you bit your lip, glancing to your right to see your husband already scribbling his answer on his small white board with a wide adorable smile on.

Husband, well, in secret. The amount of people that knew about it, considering that you were both famous, was surprisingly small especially since you’ve been together for a good six years. But you loved keeping it low, just enjoying the privacy and being just the two of you without your relationship being all over the media. Not that all this quiet didn’t have it’s drawbacks, you couldn’t go for a walk just holding hands like most couples.

“Why must I get all the embarrassing questions?” you asked, practically at nobody as you looked at the audience.

“Uh uh you must write your answer!” Ana said with a smirk and you tried to glare at her but you just couldn’t keep your smiled off your face.

“You already know it, what’s the point?” you huffed as Ryan laughed more to your left. You hit him on the side with your elbow but he didn’t stop, so you just tried to give him the meanest “I hate you” you could muster but he just brushed it off.

“I hate this game already.” you muttered, writing your own answer.

“Alright, ready?” Conan asked as you all gave him nods.

You were playing a game of questions to see how well you knew each other while promoting your new movie, Blade Runner 2049. You were very surprised when you first found out you would be getting to chance not only to work with such amazing actors and directors, not only your husband but also be his love interest in it. That alone made the number of people that shipped accelerate to a great amount, to the point that during the movie’s premiere your shipping name was trending on twitter along with the title of the movie itself.

“Yep, I’ll go first!” Ana said with an excited smile , she was included in the few people that knew about you and Jared, after she had walked in on the two of you in his trailer that is “Mr Neander Wallace.” she said with an accent, grinning as you laughed at her.

“Alright, Harrison?” Conan asked and with a smirk the man turned his own white board.

“Mr Wallace.” he said, glancing at Ryan.

“Neander.” the younger man said with a grin and you gave him a look, because he loved teasing the life out of you about it.

“Jared?” Conan asked and the moment your husband turn his board he broke into a wide childlike grin, closing his eyes.

“Me!” he exclaimed, glancing at you “I mean, yeah Neander as well but we all know-” he put a suggestive look on his face “It’s all actually me!” and he gave you a playful wink that truth was he actually meant, but maybe it seem all comical.

You scoffed, laughing with a shake of your head at him as the crowd cheered at the two of you “Alright, yeah it’s Neander.” you smiled shyly, shrugging as you turned your own board.

“Yes!” Jared cheered, raising his fist in the air and you giggled as the audience went on with encouraging you. Oh if only they knew.

“Yeah, I was gonna vote for that as well!” Conan chuckled, checking his next question as you whipped off the name from your board.

“I was going to say your lovely hubby, but that seemed too straightforward.” Jared leaned in to whisper in your ear and you chuckled, giving him a look.

Oh how many times you were going to see the photo or video of this moment on instagram in a few hours. It seemed like the smallest thing the two of you did would go either viral, like that first video of you two, or moments in interviews like this.

“And the next one is for Jared.” Conan said, gaining your attention “What is Jared’s… favorite scene?”

“My favorite scene.” Jared mumbled as he thought about it.

“What could your favorite scene be?” Ryan asked, glancing at Jared.

“Does it have to include him or not?” Harrison asked and Conan shrugged.

“Anything, just his favorite scene. Whether he is in it or not.” he said and Harrison looked down at his board in thought.

“My favorite scene.” Jared mumbled again “My favorite. My fave-”

You were in deep thought as well, trying to think of something until it dawned on you, and probably him because he stopped. You looked up, your back straight and face already red “No!” you exclaimed, seeing the grin already spread on his face “No, hell no!”

“No, Conan!” you pointed at him with your marker “Stop, nope. Skip. Skip, we ain’t answering that. No. Cut. Enough, nada. Nopity nope! Skip, skip!” your voice came out squeaky as somewhere in between Jared started laughing and you saw your costars smile knowingly.

“No, forget it! Skip, skip!” you shook your head stubbornly as even more people from the audience realized it was probably the heated bed scene you two had in the movie before you character ran away.

“He’s not answering that, he’s not-” you looked at your husband who had a mischievous smile on his face “Jared Joseph Leto I swear if you dare answer that question you are sleeping on the couch!” you had never used that threat, because you were nothing like most couples, but he always found it amusing to see you act like this.

The audience didn’t get it, neither the host, but your costars did and everybody laughed. You husband almost to tears “That’s-” he whipped away a tear as he looked at you with a wide grin before glancing at the crowd that calmed down.

“This-” he said with such pride “Is just why I married this woman!” he exclaimed, as he looked at you full of love and before you could even look fully surprised, he grabbed your face and kissed you; making the audience go wild.

Traditional

Summary: Sirius is not traditional. In fact, he does things purposely to annoy his parents and veer as far from the views as possible. And his life gets even more non-traditional as he meets you. 

Warnings: Angst, and loads of fluff

Originally posted by imaginesforcharacters

Sirius Black was not traditional. Being brought up in the Black family he tried his best to stray from the traditionalist values his parents tried to force upon him. He did this at first by not being placed in Slytherin, then in his friend choices and his behavior as well. Now, however, he showed his absolute hatred for tradition by falling in love with you.

Of course, when he first started to fancy you, he didn’t think to do it to show his rebellion for the age-old values his parents worshiped. It was your smile, your eagerness to help everyone, your courage, frankly, it was your ability to be a kind, gentle individual as well as a total badass that made him fall for you. Your stubbornness to become an animagus, when you found out about Moony made Sirius respect you. Also, your blatant disregard for his flirtations made him fall deeper in love. What made him admit to himself that you were it for him, was seeing you one day in his dorm room, during your fourth year. 

It was the day after the full moon, Moony was particularly more violent during this cycle. But he wasn’t the only one that came back with battered and bruised. Sirius tried his best not to show the deep gash on his side to Remus, knowing he would immediately feel guilty and forbid you all from joining him at the next full moon. Sirius went to bed instantly as he came into the dorm, not even bothering to fix the wound. He woke up to the sound of sniffles and a stinging feeling. When he opened his eyes, he was met with the sight of a very red- eyed you, pouring something into his wound to clean it, all the while wiping the occasional tear that poured out of your eyes. “Love wha-” he tried to speak but you covered his mouth with your free hand.

“Quiet Sirius, I don’t want Remus to hear us,” you whispered. Once you were done with the initial cleaning you pulled out a brown bottle and looked up at him with guilty eyes. “This will sting a bit,” you whispered yet again and took his hand placing it on your shoulder. “When you feel pain, I want you to squeeze. Understand?” you instructed. Sirius who was mesmerized by how close you were to him managed a nod. When you poured the liquid on his wound, he tried his best not to leave a bruise on your shoulder. Noticing that he was ready to scream in pain, you distracted him by saying all the things you liked about him, praising him for things he didn’t think others noticed about him. In turn he focused on you. On how a strand of your hair always seemed to fall away from the rest, how focused your eyes were, how you bit your lips in concentration and how your hands worked with precision. Once you were done, you gave him a kiss on the cheek for being such a wonderful patient and left the dorm. That was when for the first time Sirius said aloud, “I love you”, though you didn’t hear him that day, he acknowledged to himself that you had stolen his heart for good.

It took Sirius a good two months to tell you those three words, and then convince you that you weren’t a fling to him. And after a year of dating, you brought him home with you to celebrate Christmas with you family. Even though he was a little nervous, and shy at first since your parents were muggles and he’s never really been around muggles that much, what with being raised in the Black family and all, but he warmed up quickly to your family. Your father and he bonded over their shared love for motorcycles, and he would listen to your mother while she talked his ear off about astronomy. Once the holiday’s ended it was safe to say that in your parent’s eyes Sirius was already part of the family.

Another year passed, and Sirius started to get more serious about everything, especially you. He didn’t think that he would be one to settle down but that changed the moment you came into his life. He didn’t know what was possessed him to do it, maybe it was the rumors of an impending war in the wizarding world, or maybe it was him coming of age, but after months of saving up for it he bought you a simple ring which he knew you would love. He had also visited your family without you knowing to ask for their blessing, but before popping the question he wanted to introduce you to his family. At first, he didn’t want to introduce you to them, not because he was embarrassed by you, hell if he could he would buy a megaphone and travel around the world, screaming that the most beautiful woman in the world was his, but he was weary of his parents. They kept pestering him about finding the perfect pureblood girl for him to date, saying that once that girl comes into his life, he’ll be all straightened out. He knew the minute his parents found out that you were muggle- born they would treat you badly or even try to hurt you. He couldn’t let that happen, you were his queen, and he wanted no one and nothing to ever hurt you.

“Pads, honey, are you sure about this?” you ask nervously twirling the sleeve of your blouse. You were dressed in a vintage white long sleeved blouse which was neatly tucked into a red pencil skirt that hugged your figure in a proper, yet appealing to Sirius eyes, way. He smiled at your adorable nervous tick and took your hands in his.

“I am positive love. Regulus brought his girlfriend, who he started to date only two months ago home last week. They keep criticizing me about not finding someone, they say that if I was in Slytherin I would have surely found a girl by now. They’ve been trying really hard to set me up with other pure-bloods, they think that once a pureblood girl comes into my life, I’ll be happy, and ‘all-straightened out’. I need them to see that I am with you, a beautiful muggle- born Gryffindor who keeps me happy, pushes me to be the best version of myself, and is the most intelligent woman I know,” you smile at his words and take a breath in to calm yourself. “Did I mention the fact that you are stunning?” he whispers into your ear as he opens the door to 12 Grimmauld Place.

You giggle whispering, “Oh, you’ve mentioned that only a couple hundred times.”

You both take in another deep breath before entering the house, hand in hand. Even though the house was exquisite, thoroughly clean and well lit, there was something dark and brooding about the place. You felt the hatred and darkness seeping from the house when you first stood at its door steps but now walking through you feel the hatred growing and somehow you feel that it’s all being directed towards you.

Though Sirius did inform them of your visit, his family decided to start dinner without you. A pang of hurt resonated through your body, not because you were hurt by their behavior rather you knew how upset Sirius is getting because of it. Looking around as you took your seat next to Sirius you notice Regulus, who gave you a slight nod to acknowledge your presence.

When Regulus was a first year he got bullied by the upper-class Slytherins a lot. The bullying went on for two more years and got physical. He turned to his cousins for help, but being too afraid that they would become the targets, they did nothing. Of course, no one mentioned anything to Sirius, because they knew that even though he was in Gryffindor and was the bad sheep of the family Sirius loved his brother, and would do anything to protect him. It was you who ended up saving Regulus from his tormentors for good. You were running late one morning, deciding to take a shortcut to transfiguration when you saw the altercation happen between Regulus and his bullies. Outraged you hexed two of them, knocking them out cold and then you single handily beat up the other one, giving them a warning that if they were to ever hurt Regulus again you wouldn’t go so easy on them. Ever since then, he had been kind towards you, helping you out secretly with anything you seemed to struggle with, and giving you presents for special occasions.

Much to your displeasure Bellatrix and Narcissa, your two archenemies, were at the dinner table too. At school, after Sirius and you started to date you tried to be nice to the two horrid sisters under the pretense that they were his family. However, Sirius was quick to reprimand the behavior, chuckling encouraging you to give them hell.

Finally, your eyes fell to the head of the table where his father and mother sat. Both gave you tight-lipped smiles as you sat down. You knew better than to think that their smiles were genuine, but you returned the gesture all the same. Sirius scooted closer to you, taking your hand once again and interlocking his fingers with yours, he clears his throat. “Right, as you may all have guessed, this is my wonderful girlfriend, (Y/F/N, Y/L/N),” he said, sounding rather confident.

There was a long pin-drop silence, which was broken by his father wrinkling his nose and saying, “(Y/L/N), that’s not a name I’m familiar with.” He squints at you as if assessing your features to match them to any pureblood he may have met before.

“Well father,” Sirius starts the confidence in his voice starts to fade, “that’s because her father and mother are muggles.” An over exaggerated gasp escaped his mother’s lips and you knew all hell was just about to break loose.

“SIRIUS ORION BLACK!” His mother shrieked. “You let filth like that walk into my home?!?! Do you know how much work it is going to take to cleanse this house now?” Sirius clenched his fists under the table, you knew he was about to say something rude to his mother so you placed you hand over his fist to calm him down. When his eyes meet yours, you simply smile at him. Narcissa and Bellatrix smirked at the scene unfolding before them, whereas Regulus looked very uncomfortable. “We scolded you for not being sorted into Slytherin,” she started again “We yelled at you for your pathetic friend choices, and for your troublemaking behavior. However, we still gave you a place in this family, but this is something we can nor will tolerate. Why can’t you be with Bella or Sissy, they are gorgeous compared to this thing you brought home. They’re more fit to be your partner. Now, you can break things off with this filthy mud-blood or leave your family.”

After that his mother just stared you down, you didn’t back off either staring at her with the same intensity she looked at you. If Walburga expected you to cower in fear or shed a tear at her words she was going to have to try harder. Sirius, on the other hand, lost it at ‘mud-blood’, he stood up so fast that he nearly knocked the table over. “This is no family. A family is supposed to make you feel wanted, make you feel protected, and happy. A family is supposed to help you through your troubles, and respect you. I have only felt like part of a family when I’m around my friends. And this woman that you called filth is ten times more a woman than you’ll ever be. She is kind, smart, loyal and beautiful. She treats her enemies as her friends. Don’t believe me as Regulus. When he was teased by upper classmen who were Slytherin pure bloods, mind you, the girls you called fit for me timidly stood back and watched too scared to stand up. It was (Y/N/N) who punched out the men and saved Regulus from the physical torture. I didn’t come here to get your blessing or for you to approve of her. She is my life, and I’d rather leave this family than leave her.” Your eyes widened at his bold statement, and before you could calm things down by trying to intervene, his father stood up and slapped Sirius across the cheek. You were too stunned to react for a couple of moments. After the initial shock, you were filled with anger, you wanted to stun him right then and there but held back giving him the only bit of respect you had left for him.

“Stop this nonsense this instant Sirius. I will not have you talking to my wife and nieces like that. As your mother stated, you are to break things off with her. I do not care how big of a fuss you make, so long as you are under my roof you will follow my rules. Now get out or I will throw you out myself,” he screamed the latter portion of the scolding aimed at you. Sirius took your hand, looked around at everyone else and said, “Well then this is goodbye.” His mother tried to protest but Sirius had already yanked you past the door. Once outside he took you by the waist, pressing you close to him he whispers, “This may make you feel a bit woozy.” He apparated you with him to James’ house.

James and his parents were very generous, you explained what happened with Sirius’s house Mr. and Mrs. Potter sent an owl to your parents informing them that you would be staying with them for the rest of the summer. You tried to decline the offer but they had already apparated to your house, packed your things with your parents and came back. Once you were settled in the room you decided to make tea for Sirius, who hadn’t uttered a word since you two apparated. You tried to be as silent as possible as the Potters had already gone to bed, humming to yourself you wait for the water to boil.

As you pour the warm water into cups you feel a pair of strong arms snake around yours. You smile as Sirius moves your hair to the side and kisses the crook of your neck. “Feeling better Pads?” you ask as you hand him the tea. He doesn’t respond but extends his hand to you, shooting him a curious look you take his hand and he leads you outside. It was a warm night and the view of the stars was simply breathtaking.

“I’m sorry love. I’m so sorry. I wanted them to see that you’re the wonderful person you are. I thought maybe they would have accepted you. I am an idiot. I shouldn’t have done that,” he rambled, letting go of your hand and looking away. You could tell that these thoughts had been brewing in his mind ever since he left his house. You knew him well enough to know even the thought of you being hurt made him cringe in pain. Looking at him you saw that your boyfriend was about to break, and you cupped his cheeks forcing him to meet your eyes.

“Sweetie, I wouldn’t have agreed to go if I didn’t expect this of them. I promise you, I am fine. Your parents must try a lot harder than that to get to me. I just worry about you. I can’t believe that you dealt with all that for this long,” you gently spoke, “Why didn’t you tell me about all this? It pains to think that all these years that was what you dealt with. You are so strong for holding on this long, my love. I promise to make sure that they never hurt you, ever again. I promise to love you for as long as I live, and show you how a real family is supposed to treat you.” That was all it took for the floodgates to open, Sirius sobbed into your neck and you put your arms around him, running your hands through his hair, letting him cry out every bit of tear he held back till now. He hugged you tight as well as if he was afraid you were a figment of his imagination.

It took a couple of minutes, but Sirius finally calmed down. He mumbled something as he let you go, having not heard him you ask, “What was that love?”

“Marry me.”

You looked at him bewildered but also extremely happy. “God love, I planned out a big grand way to ask you. I was going to shower you red tulips, and chocolate. I wanted to give you the royal treatment, asking you to marry me in a way that would have people talking for decades to come,” he rambled on worried he was screwing up the best thing that ever happened to him.

“Sirius, just ask me,” you smiled.

Your encouragement gave him all his confidence back, he propped down on one knee and pulled out the small velvet box he kept in his pocket ever since he bought it. “(Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), I have only known you for 7 years, but I feel like I have known you all my life. You changed my life for the better the moment you set foot into it. You push me to the best that I can be, and stop me from doing stupid things. You are a strong, beautiful, loyal, intelligent, and oh so much more. I love you more than words could ever explain. We have had our fair share of ups and downs, yet we emerged stronger and even more in love at the end. When I look at you I see my future, a bright and heavenly future. I promise to wake you up every day with a kiss. I promise to drown you with presents, and massages when you are pregnant with our children. I promise to do all the heavy-duty work once you give birth to our babies. I promise to love, provide and protect you and our future children with all I’ve got. Will you please, please make me the happiest, luckiest bloke on the planet and be my wife?”

You were in tears half- way through his proclamation of love. “This is such a stupid question,” you cry kneeling down to his eye level, “Of course I will marry you, Sirius.” If it were even possible the smile on his face got wider, and he leaned down taking your lips with his, in the most passionate kiss you two had ever shared.

“Wait till my parents find out, they’re going to be so happy,” you chuckled pushing your forehead to his.

Sirius wiped away the happy tears from your eyes, “Who says they didn’t know about this?” When you gave him a puzzled look he continues to say, “You didn’t think I would ask to marry you, without asking for your parents for your hand did you?”

“How did I get so lucky?” You responded.

“No love I’m the lucky one,” he stated kissing you once more. “It’s been a long day, let’s go to bed. I’m sure everyone will want to know the great news tomorrow.” With that, he leads you to your shared room, where you went to sleep as quite possibly the happiest woman on the planted wrapped in the arms of the love of your life.

Summertime

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, fleeting OCs,

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: mention of bullying, implied smut (very very light)     

Word Count: 2200ish

A/N: This is 1 out of my 13 entries for @mamapeterson / @mrs-squirrel-chester’s Album Fanfiction Challenge where I chose the album “Smoke and Mirrors” by Imagine Dragons. The song prompt for this fic is: Summer

I could share some thoughts with you I had pre writing this fic, but I’d rather let you read it and form your own opinions and maybe share my thought process later if any of you should be interested.

Betaed by my sassy sweet lil sis @mysupernaturalfics 

 ***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You had been tossing and turning all night long. Usually this day of the year was spent crying your eyes out, knowing that you would hardly see him again until next summer, but this year you had spend it thinking about the life you had and the life you could have.

Jensen Ackles had been your friend and protector all through life. In middle school you were the girl that liked to sit and draw rather than go play sports with your classmates. In high school you prefered to sit alone in the cafeteria in listening to music, sketching in your notebook, while he was the boy that was always surrounded by a huge group of people. He was a popular kid, but not mean because of it.

Actually, you were sure he was the sole reason why you got through your school years without ever really being bullied. Having him wink at you as he passed your table, where you always sat drawing and listening to music, keeping away from the noise that was high school. He stopped and talked to you by your lockers or teamed up with you in the classes you were in together whenever the teacher demanded you to do group work. You weren’t sure if he knew what he was doing, keeping you safe by interacting with you, or if it was simply just who he was.  

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The One

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N) -off screen lol

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean gets nervous when talking to the Reader over the phone.

Word Count: 1k-ish

Warnings: Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyy guys!! This is my entry for Shannon’s aka @splendidcas  Birthday Fic Challenge!! Prompt is bolded!!  I hope you guys like it!! I literally typed it up this morning so I’m kinda proud!! Feedback is always welcomed!! Also, watch out for a second part!!! *wink*

P.S. thank you to Arie and Ree for convincing me to post it, even if I was losing hope!!! *hugs*



The One - Part One

My finger hovered over the call button, my heart racing. It shouldn’t be this hard, right? Since when did I get nervous when calling a girl up? It wasn’t like me.

But here’s the thing.

This wasn’t just a girl. It was the girl.

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Wrong Place Wrong Time (11)

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Part 11 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭. (☠️- Harm towards characters and Strong language.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10  Part 12 Part 13   Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21Part 22Part 23Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27   Part 28Part 29  Part 30   Part 31Part 32Part 33  Part 34  Part 35 (Final)

Word Count: 2,535


You immediately began to regret what you had done to Jongdae, panic setting deep into the pit of your stomach as you rushed up the stairs and back along the corridors to Yixing’s room. Minseok already hated you and so there was no way he would hold back in making you suffer when he came for you. You hadn’t comprehended the torture he would put you through when you were mindlessly standing up to Jongdae, but now that you thought about it you were terrified beyond belief.

By the time you had got back to Yixing’s room he was already awake wincing at the pain of the alcohol that was rubbed into his wound you assumed. You set the items you had on the floor beside his bed and looked at him, concerned with how much pain he was in, seeing others suffering had always made you feel uncomfortable for as long as you could remember.

“Did-did you do this?” Yixing pulled a face of discomfort, placing his hand over the covered wound.

“Yeah, I tried disinfecting it. Sorry for the pain.”

“No. It’s okay. Thank you.” He took a deep breath out. You smiled lightly as it was the first time you felt appreciated in this madhouse and it made you feel slightly warm inside. “Why? You could’ve just let me get infected and have me die. After all the shit that’s happened to you in here. I know you hate us all.”

“Because I’m not that kind of person. Besides I don’t hate you all, not you and Baekhyun anyway. Junmyeon is okay too I guess.”

“And Chanyeol?” Yixing turned his head to face you. You rolled your eyes, walking over to the desk where Junmyeon had placed the tea and soup earlier. Picking up the tea you took it over to where Yixing was. “Y/N you can’t ignore Chanyeol forever you know, you have to speak to him at one point.”

“It’s time to stitch you up, hold this.” You ignored him, handing him the cup of tea. You didn’t want to talk about Chanyeol.
You weren’t sure how much of the liquid anaesthetic to put into the cup, so you only put in a few small drops. “Drink this so I can stitch the wound.” You said, pushing the cup towards Yixing’s lips and picking up the needle and thread. He sighed taking the tea from your hands and drank it in one go.

“Have you ever done this before?” He looked at you through worried eyes

“No Yixing. I’m a business woman not a surgeon or an underground mafia nurse.” He rolled his eyes at you and how sarcastic you were being. “If it makes you feel any better I took a textiles module in high school, I have experience stitching and sewing clothes.”

“Yeah, yeah that makes me feel much better.” He stuck out his tongue. “Look Y/N I’m not usually one to brag, but I have a pretty gorgeous torso so if you mess this us up –”

“Shut up and close your eyes.” You pricked him in the arm with your needle, causing him to swear at you.

You waited impatiently for twenty minutes for Yixing to drift off, but he was still wide awake.
“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” You pouted, getting panicky that someone would walk into Yixing’s room to see how he was doing any moment soon.

“That’s because you didn’t put enough anaesthetic in to knock me out.”

“Well how am I supposed to stitch you up now? Shall I put more in your soup?” You started to get more worried your eyes darting between him and the soup.

“Calm down Y/N I’m awake but I can’t feel anything, you can just go ahead and patch me up. Go and lock the door and try and be quick.” You nodded curtly, walking over to the door to lock it. Returning to your spot you knelt down beside Yixing so you could get started on ‘fixing’ him.
As you began to stitch his body slowly and carefully you realised how toned he was. His chest rising and falling rhythmically in time with his breathing and how smooth his skin felt under your fingertips.
“Wow, it’s pretty straight.” Yixing murmured behind your ear, the realisation that he was watching you intently made you feel nervous and your hands began to shake, but luckily you had just about finished, tying the knot and cutting the thread.

“Finished.” You breathed, hiding all of the things you used in one of Yixing desk draws, leaving the vodka and now-empty bowl under his bed; you’d clean that up another time. You walked over to the door unlocking it.

“Wait.” Yixing dragged the sheets over his body. “You’re leaving straight away? Didn’t you want to talk?”

You shrugged and turned to look at him “About what? How you guys are going to kill me off? No thanks. I’d rather leave the element of surprise there.” You scoffed and turned to face the door.

“No. I mean like normal things. Where’s your favourite place to go? That kind of stuff.”
You turned to face him again, frowning.

“None of that matters if I’m stuck in here. Besides I don’t want to talk.”

“Okay, But I do…” He said trying to sit up so he could get a better view of you. This time you took a step away from the door and walked closer towards him. Sighing he pointed to the edge of the bed, signalling for you to sit there.

“I’m still a human too. It get’s lonely in here, I need someone to talk too.”

“Lonely?” You laughed mockingly “There are 9 of you living in this house, how lonely can it get?”

“It does, you don’t understand. I love the guys with all my heart but there are days when we fall out, when we’re sick and tired of each other. We can’t tell each other everything. I wouldn’t dare telling the boys of when I’m feeling scared and worthless; it would make me seem so small. But you on the other hand, I guess you’re kind of my objective outlet, in fact I bet you any money deep down everyone wants to get something off their chest whilst talking to you. Including Minseok. Plus… I don’t know… I guess it’s just refreshing having a girl around.”

You sat there quietly for a moment and in all honesty a feeling of gratitude and pride began to swell in your chest, you felt honoured even though you were somewhat forced and obliged into doing whatever the boys wanted.

“If we’re going to talk I want some answers. I’m tired of being kept in the dark.” You huffed crossing your arms over your chest.

“Fine.” Yixing sighed. “What do you want to know?”

You rubbed your chin between your thumb and index finger, thinking of what question out of the many stored in the back of your mind to ask first.

“Okay…” You began. “I want to know exactly who you all are and why you’re doing all of this. Surely you can’t just be doing all of this for fun? i know nothing about you and when I think about it like that it makes it all the more scarier. I don’t even know my closest friend like I thought I did.”

Yixing took a deep breath and began to talk.
“No of course we’re not just doing this for fun Y/N like I said before we have our purpose. We’re all here because we had been wronged in one way or another. Every single one of us has lost a loved one, someone we care about; apart from Chanyeol and that’s why we’re here. That’s why he’s here, to prevent it from happening. Kill or be killed, don’t you agree?” You frowned in confusion, you still didn’t know what Yixing was getting at.
“Obviously you’ve heard of Red’s corporation and The Genesis Corporation right?” You nodded quickly, of course you had, who hadn’t they were huge companies.
“Okay then, so I don’t have to go into depth about what they do. But you know that both are worth billions. Red’s came about first and they were doing very well. What are the two things everyone needs in life? Food and medical supplies, so that’s what they decided to produce. They were making so much money in a matter of years, distributing their stock across the world, but the more they came into demand the more money hungry the founder became, he lessened the quality and started cutting and splicing foods and medicines with toxic and illegal substances to increase his supplies. Hundreds of thousands died at the hands of him all over the globe. Do you remember around 8 years ago when many people began to die due to a tropical disease brought from wherever the news said it was?” Your eyes widened as you nodded, yes you remembered that.
“Well that was a cover a story. Money talks Y/N and the founder of Red’s was able to bribe the authorities into silence, people were dying mercilessly at the hands of impure products but the founder of the company couldn’t be happier because he was raking in billions. His name’s Jay Lee, but you’ll hear us referring to him as Red.” He took a breath and continued on with his story.

“Suddenly a few years after Red Corp, Genesis comes into play. Producing the exact same things as Red only good quality things, things that were pure and not tampered with. During this time the Genesis sales began to increase whilst Red’s sales began to decrease, leaving what I assumed to be a big hole in his pocket. Genesis started up because the founder didn’t believe what Red’s stood for. He founded Genesis because his wife was one of the victims of the toxic substances that Red’s were distributing, so he founded the company in honour of his wife and the many that died at the hand’s of Jay Lee. Many people began to join the Genesis Company, mostly those who’s families had been victims of the scandal too and the company grew in no time. The founder of Genesis was Junmyeon’s grandfather Y/N. He started it up because his wife was killed by the toxic medicines that Red’s were creating. He started it up because of Junmyeon’s grandmother.”

Your eyes widened in shock as you held your breath, you were not expecting that at all. Poor Junmyeon growing up without his Grandmother.

“It doesn’t end there. Don’t cry just yet” Yixing said in a sullen voice. “Those people that joined the Genesis Corporation were each of our family members Y/N we’ve all had a loved one who has died at the hands of Red. Baekhyun’s sister, Jongdae’s aunt. Both of Minseok’s parents…”
You placed your hand over your heart to stop it from shattering to pieces, these men were all broken inside yet they acted as though they were so tough.
“Anyway, Red wasn’t to happy about Genesis obviously and decided to take it into his own hands to bring the corporation down. So that’s when he had his company form an underground gang. Stealing goods from Genesis and rebranding it under his name. It got very… messy. His sales still hadn’t increased so he…he had Junmyeon’s Grandfather killed.” He paused for breath and to stop himself from crying. “So Junmyeon’s father took over the company. He said he’d handle the situation, but no matter what happened we all had to promise to not form an underground gang. Obviously we can’t keep promises very well.” He sighed, looking at you through tired eyes. “Red had Junmyeon’s father killed too. Now Junmyeon’s older brother has inherited the company, but the first thing he did was make an underground mafia, which is us, and I don’t blame him. He also did it to keep Junmyeon safe, and I know it seems ironic that to keep his brother safe he’d make him the leader of whatever fucked up squad we are, but it really was the only way to keep him away from the worst of it. So I guess he’s fighting to keep his brother safe whilst we’re fighting to keep our loved ones who work for Genesis safe and I guess you could argue that we’re fighting to keep producing good products for the world to use.”
You were silent for a moment, you didn’t know how to feel, they were monsters with a cause and you weren’t sure if that made the situation better.

“How is Chanyeol involved in all of this?” You asked. You didn’t recall him telling you of a family member that had died.

“Do you remember 4 years ago Chanyeol’s dad got a new job?” Yixing asked, you nodded, you remembered the day Chanyeol had told you that, you were both snuggled under a blanket on the sofa watching an animated film, you also remembered the week after he himself had got a job, but he never really told you what it was about. “Well, that new job was at Genesis. None of his family had died he didn’t join for justice I think he was just purely unlucky at landing a job at what he didn’t know was a war zone. Chanyeol joined us to make sure he could keep his dad safe. The crazy part about all of this is that his dad doesn’t even know that he’s part of this underground team.” Yixing shifted a little trying to get himself into a comfortable spot, his speech was slowing and you could see he was beginning to feel tired. “Somewhere in the midst of all of this we stopped fighting for a cause, now we fight for revenge and out of hatred. Now we’re just programmed to kill and we can’t stop ourselves, our loved ones would be so ashamed, I can just feel it. This is why we’re all trying to keep Sehun as far away from it all as possible, we need to protect his sanity, even if the rest of us are mad…but I feel like he’s slowly slipping away, no thanks to Minseok.”

You felt empty after everything Yixing had told you. And even after you knew why Chanyeol was doing this you still couldn’t help but feel anger towards him and you didn’t know why. Yixing let out a yawn and slowly stretched his arms out. You rose from the bed covering him properly with the sheets and walking towards the door.

“You should get some sleep Yixing. I’ll check on you later. Goodnight” 

“You promise you’ll check on me?” His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop, and it was at this point you realised that these men just wanted to be loved like anyone else did. They wanted to be valued and told everything would be okay. Maybe it was time to change your approach to them and tend to their needs more, maybe they weren’t as bad as you initially thought. They were monsters. Just not heartless ones.

“I promise.” You whispered turning off the light and closing the door behind you.

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Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

*Please don’t plagiarize my work, thank you :3*

Summary: You’ve always read people like open books, until meeting the mystery that is Peter Parker. But since making it your mission to figure him out, things have gotten clearer and more complicated at the same time.

Warnings: Cussing, duh. Mention of being beaten up? Oh, and that’s not my GIF. Also: Sub!Peter, kind of. Ugh, I just love Sub!Peter so much.

Words: 1,565


Peter Parker baffled you. There, you said it. He was the one thing that your brilliant mind couldn’t figure out. He hung out with the Populars, he was arrogant and cocky, he bragged and swore like a truck driver with anger issues, flirted shamelessly and much more. But when he talked to you for the first time…

“I guess we’re partners now.”

You looked up from your notes to see Peter standing over you, his hands in the pocket of his varsity jacket. He doesn’t even play sports… Your eyes scanned his figure, lanky and awkward, different than when he was with friends. When working on the project he would look at you, catch your gaze, and quickly look away, hastily grabbing a pencil and resuming work on the poster. 

“Yeah, I guess so.”


Peter Parker didn’t just confuse you, he made you show pity and mercy because you saw how he acted around certain people, how he tried too hard to look impassive, how his friends would idolize him one day and shun him the next. You saw the way he would pick at his food at lunch while the people at his table socialized, sometimes nudging him and laughing. Peter would give an exhausted smile and nothing more.

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Paranormal Experience - Archie Andrews

Pairing : Archie Andrews x Reader

Word Count : 1,614

Warnings : Ouija board (?)

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Originally posted by diltons

It was a cold and stormy night. The wind was making the walls of the old house creek, which sent chills down your spine. The scene in front of you didn’t help the ambiance. A horror movie was playing on the flat screen television of your best friend’s living room. The red head had finally convinced you after hours of pleading. You had always hated horror films. Especially the gory ones. Sprawled across the couch and the floor were six teenagers, including yourself. Betty and Veronica were huddled together behind a huge blanket that was practically engulfing both of their petite bodies. A lap top was sitting of Jughead’s lap, the boy occasionally glancing up to the movie. Kevin held a bowl a popcorn, his eyes wide, hypnotized by the film. Your best friend, Archie, had it’s arm around your shoulder, protectively holding you.

A jump scare popped up and everybody screamed expect for the raven haired, who was still furiously typing on his computer.

“This movie is ruining my cinematographic experience. The scenes are way too predictable and cliché.” Jughead spoke up. Kevin grabbed a hand full of popcorn and threw it to the boy.

“Shut it and let us appreciate.” Archie shushed them, readjusting his position.

“Guys come on, don’t be childish.” Betty said. The room was silent again and your lungs stopped filling with air for a second. A lugubrious feeling was settling inside you. You turned your body to the red head beside you and nuzzled yourself in his chest. His head fell on yours and rested on your long hair. You instinctively took his hand and intertwined your fingers with his. He bit his lip, eyes glued to the scene on the flat screen. You could feel his heart beating quicker, but perhaps it was only your imagination.

Out of the blue, the high pitched screams of Ronnie, Bets and yourself filled the room.

“Hey,” Archie whispered in your ear “It’s just a movie. Don’t worry it’ll be fine.” He brought you closer as you worriedly glanced at him.

“I’m not sure Arch, I have this bad feeling-” A loud thunder came from outside and this time, everybody screamed out of terror. The television suddenly turned off and the whole house was now pitched black expect for the blue light from Jughead’s laptop that illuminated his face. Big arms squeezed your figure and the voice of your best friend came from your right.

“The power’s out.”

“No shit detective gadget.” You recognized Veronica’s sassy tone.

“Do you have any flashlights or something?” Kevin spoke up.

“Yeah- I’m pretty sure I have candles lying somewhere in a drawer of the kitchen.” Archie got up and an unfamiliar coldness invaded you by the lack of body heat you friend provided you. Kevin was quick to open his phone’s flashlight. The two boys left the rest of you in the living room as they went on their scavenger hunt. Scary thoughts were running trough your mind- thanks to the movie. You started biting your nails out of pure nervousness. Small whispers came from in front of you which caught your attention.

“What’s going on?” The voices ignored you and continued giggling. You felt like something was up but didn’t question it.

Archie came back five minutes later with a bunch of candles and a lighter, but no Kevin by his side.

“Where’s Kevin?” You asked. Your best friend shrugged.

“No idea. He wondered off when I grabbed the candles.” This comment gained a snicker from Betty but was quickly shut down by Veronica shoving her elbow in her side. Archie placed candles all over the living room and lighten them one by one. On queue, Jughead got up and turned around to face you on the couch.

“This calls for a séance.” He then pulled out a Ouija board out of his backpack and placed it on the middle of the dining table.

“What? No!” You objected. Your group of friends knew how much you hated the paranormal.

“Come on (y/n), can you imagine a better setting? A group of teens, in the dark, during a storm… I will not let this opportunity pass.” Veronica said. Her and Betty walked up to Jughead as Archie came up to you.

“You don’t have to do this (y/n/n). We can go upstairs and talk, okay? I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything.” He was the only one to understand you fear and not make fun of you about it. You weakly smiled at him.

“Thank you, but I think I’ll stay down here. I don’t want to seem like a party pooper.”

“You sure?” You nodded quickly and felt flustered from your best friend’s protectiveness.

“Hey- love birds! Is it for today or tomorrow?” You and Archie slowly stepped to the table where Jugh, Bets and Ronnie were sitting around the spirit board, You sheepishly sat on an unoccupied chair beside the blonde girl.

“We need to hold hands.” Betty said. When you were all holding hands, making a perfect circle, Jughead confidently spoke up.

“Spirits! We come in peace and want to communicate with you. We do not want to evocate fear just to ask questions. If you can hear us, let it be known.” You all waited for a voice or a sound, but nothing happened. A nervous giggle escaped your mouth which gained a frown from Jugh.

“Maybe I wasn’t clear enough-” He cleared his throat. If there is a spirit in this room, reveal yourself!“ You rolled your eyes, impatient as only silence could be heard in the house.

’‘Guys this is stupid-” A loud crash interrupted your phrase. This time, nobody screamed. It even felt like everyone had stopped breathing. You were all too terrified to make a sound.

“We need to continue.” Veronica said quietly. Archie didn’t really feel the same.

“Are you crazy! This isn’t your house that’s going to be haunted for the next centuries!”

The group ignored the comment that the football player had just made and Jugh shook his head with a thoughtful expression.

“Let’s put our fingers on the planchette.” Without any arguments, everybody placed their hands over the pointer, only the tip of their index touching the plastic object. Together, all of you made a few circles on the board. Automatically, loud footsteps came from the dark hallway separating the main entrance of the house to the kitchen. With that, you got up and held yourself tightly.

“That’s it!” You panicked. “I’m not playing this game anymore!” All of your friends eyes looked at you. Archie tried calming you.

“Everything’s fine (y/n/n). Nothing bad will happen as long as I’m here.” Your girl friends were hiding a grin and the raven haired boy was pursing his lips. Their attention all seemed to be on something behind you. You cautiously turned to look at the dark corridor. You couldn’t see anything until a figure emerged out of nowhere, bolting towards you. A high pitched scream escaped your mouth. Your throat burned but you couldn’t stop yelling. Instinctively, your eyes shut and your hands made their way on your ears, applying pressure to them. You stayed like that for a few seconds before hearing laughs throughout the kitchen. You gradually peeked, and saw Kevin in front of you, holding his stomach, red from laughing. The gang was all cracking up, except for you and Archie.

“Seriously?!” You looked at the one who wasn’t laughing. “We’re you in on this?!” He stared back, shocked that you were even suspecting him.

“What- No! You know I don’t find these types of jokes funny.” By then, you were fuming.

“Sorry (y/n).” Betty barely made out.

“You’re just such an easy target.” Jughead continued. You pouted, expecting better from your friends. You marched towards the couch and stubbornly sat on it, ignoring all the roars. You pulled your knees underneath your chin, comforting yourself. Without noticing, your red head best friend joined you on the sitting area.

“You okay (y/n/n)?” You restrained yourself from talking and kept staring at the wooden floor. Archie caressed your cheek, making your attention turn towards him.

“It’s all fine now, see? It was all a stupid joke.” You kept staring into his eyes and nodded. Before he could say anything else, you gave him a peck on his lips. Your eyes widened and you backed away, surprised by your own actions. Archie kept silent.

“Archie- I’m so sorry. I’m just thankful for you defending me and being so sweet- oh my what am I saying? I don’t know what came up in me, it won’t happen again.” Archie didn’t say anything, just leaned forward. He licked his lips and glanced at yours.

“Can I?” You couldn’t say anything, your mind processing everything that was happening. Guessing your answer was yes, Archie kissed your lips. You let your knees go and brought your hands behind the boy’s neck. You pressed your mouth against his and played with his fiery red locks. His tongue licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you gladly gave. He gently held your face and deepened the kiss. This feeling was completely new to you, yet you loved it. The two of you separated and took a big breath.

“That was…”

“Amazing” You both giggle and dumbly smiled at each other.

“Called it! You all owe me ten bucks.” Of course Veronica had put a bet on you two. Even though the prank they played on you was ruthless and cruel, you loved all your friends. No matter what.

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Fans finding out about you and Wonho

Originally posted by hx-nd

pairing: Wonho x [y/n]

Warning: none

Word count: 1332

a/n: credit goes to owner for that amazing gift above 




“Hana, dul, set, Hoo! Monsta X, annyeonghaseyo, Monsta X imnida!” The boys said and bowed for the camera as the interview began. They recently came out with their first full length album and were currently traveling through South Korea, Japan and China to promote it. But suddenly the interviewer decided to change the topic. 

“I’m sorry but I have to ask this next question.” She laughed and continued. “Are you by any chance interested in someone? Because a lot of fans wanted to know.” 

Everyone was quick to say no by either shaking their head or answering. “No, there’s no time for such a thing.”

Wonho kept quiet the whole time but the interviewer noticed and asked again. “Yah! Wonho, don’t lie to me now!” She teased and he laughed, shaking his head. “Really, we’re so busy all the time that we can’t imagine ourselves in relationships right now.”

Hyungwon scoffed quietly, seeing through his lie. His scoff made everyone turn their head which made it awkward and quite obvious that Wonho was lying. Wonho was never a good liar due to grinning all the time. So that’s exactly what happened next. Wonho turned red and started grinning from ear to ear, blowing his cover. 

Wonho felt embarrassed and hid his face behind his hands, too shy to confirm nor deny anything.

“I see.” The interviewer said with a comforting smile and waited for the boys to calm down before asking. “Can we at least get a name?”

Wonho shakes his head immediately thinking about your plea to keep your relationship a secret. “Just say it, she won’t get mad.” Kihyun whispered into his ear so that only he could hear. Wonho looked a bit uncomfortable but decided to atleast say the name, he wanted to be honest with his beloved fans.

“(Y/N).” The rest of the boys cheered when he said your name making him blush once again. “Aw, good luck.”

Wonho mumbled a shy “Kamsahamnida.” into the mic before hiding his face into Jooheons shoulder. All the boys laughed at his embarrassed state but quickly changed the topic.

Just when the interview ended the boys got up and walked out. “Well, that took an unexpected turn.” Shownu said, walking beside Wonho.

“You kind of confirmed your relationship with (y/n) just now.” Minhyuk said. Wonho let out a sigh in frustration and debated if he should ask the interviewer to cut that part out or not. “Even though we’re all happy that you’ve finally went public, you should still consider how she feels about this and talk to her.”

He nodded his head and said his goodbyes before getting into one of the big cars waiting in front of the studio to bring him back to his hotel where (y/n) was already waiting for him.



You heard the door open and stood up, excited to see Wonho after such a long day. “Babe?” You asked and came around the corner already smiling big by just seeing him. He smiled and greeted you with a kiss before grabbing your hand. “How was the interview?” You asked and sat down eager to hear about his day. “Yeah, um, that’s what I actually wanted to talk about.”

He waited and chose his next words carefully. “Don’t you think we owe it to the fans to be honest to them and go public with our relationship?” He asked not sure how you’ll react.

You sighed and looked down. “I don’t know, Wonho.”

“Because, I may or may not have confirmed our relationship today during the interview.” He said quietly, biting his lip waiting for you to burst and yell at him.

“You what?!”

“I’m sorry?” He asked not sure if he was really sorry. You sighed again and flopped down on the bed looking up to the ceiling. Wonho was quick to jump on top of you, crushing you underneath him. You grunted and let out a laugh trying to push him off of you but this boy simply wouldn’t budge. “We can make this work.”

“When is the interview going to be released?” You asked him. He thought about it before answering. “Tomorrow morning, I think.” You nodded taking in the new information. “I guess we’ll have to wait and see how the fans react.” Wonho smiled already excited for everyone to know. You on the other hand were quite nervous about this whole situation but as long as Wonho was happy you didn’t care about any negative backlash.

You had your hopes up high that most of the fans would be accepting. “Don’t worry, babe. They’re going to love you. Just as much as I love you. Okay, maybe not as much because no one loves you as much as I love you but you get what I’m trying to say, rig-” You quickly cut him with a kiss to stop him from rambling. “Shut up, would you?” You chuckled at his flustered expression and stood up to get ready for bed, feeling anxious thinking about tomorrow morning.



You woke up feeling a tight grip on you and at least 165 pounds pure muscle on top of you. You felt the need to empty your bladder but Wonho wouldn’t move.

Your arms were definitely too weak to move him on your own so you did the first thing that came to your mind. You bit him.

“Yah!” He rose with a grunt and turned over to his side. “What did I do to deserve this?”

“Gotta pee!” you squealed out and run to the bathroom. All you could hear was his bright laughter filling the hotel room. You couldn’t help but laugh too while sitting on the toilet.

While being in there you decided to brush your teeth and comb your hair out. After you were done you went out and saw Wonho scrolling on his phone with a frown on his face. That’s when you remembered. The interview from yesterday!

“Is it that bad?” You asked shyly standing frozen in front of him. He sighed before saying. “You won’t be too happy. Some of the comments are really nasty.”

You felt your heart drop to the bottom of your feet. All they know about you is your name and they still chose to judge? Wonho gave you the phone and you mentally prepared yourself for the comments. You quickly read through some of them and couldn’t believe what you’re seeing.



Wonho looked so happy!

(y/n) must be really pretty.

How can you hate someone that makes Wonho this happy???

I need a Wonho and (y/n) selca asap.

I’m so happy for them.



“You jerk!” You yelled and jumped on top of your boyfriend who tried to keep a straight face this whole time. The moment your face turned red he bursted out laughing. He caught you and hugged you tight. Your face hurt from smiling so big, feeling your eyes getting a bit wet too. You were just so relieved that most of the comments were positive and loving. “I told you, didn’t I? I know my Monbebes the best.” he smirked and pecked your cheek then your nose and then your lips. “Meh, if you say so.”

His face dropped as he looked at you with a serious expression on his face. “Excuse you?” he started tickling you. “What did you say.” You couldn’t help but wiggle around trying to free yourself from his grip but he was too strong. “Getting a bit cheeky here, are we?”

“I’m sorry.” You laughed and pushed him away. He laughed too and stood up from the bed grabbing his phone again. “Our management can release an official statement about us now.” He smiled big and dialed his manager’s number.

From then on you encountered a few rude fans here and there but got overall accepted by the fans. You would often see nice tweets about you, fans asking you how your day has been and if you have been eating well. You were touched and amazed by their kindness towards you.



Warmth - Seungcheol [57]

57. “There’s enough room for the both of us.”
Word Count: 1524
A/N: I had four different plots for this but I liked this one the best!!! I hope you guys like this too!! Thank you for this anonie ♡♡ (I really wanted asks for the 100 ways to say I love you prompts) I reblogged it and it says drabbles but I won’t make them drabbles!!! Sorry for that ㅠㅠ -Clar


Originally posted by choiseungchcol

You were stuck at the school library working on the papers your groupmates were supposed to complete. Grumbling, you crumple a few of them and shove them into your bag to dispose of them later. “Stupid,” you muttered under your breath, “they don’t do anything. And if they do, I can’t even use it because of how terribly done it is.” You had several essays to complete in a few hours before you had to turn it in; sleeping wasn’t an option right now.

Halfway through the first one, light showers of rain hitting the ground created a lovely monotonous sound that disrupted your train of thought. Barely managing to finish, you moved onto the next paper not long after. It gradually grew louder and louder after every paper you completed. Soon, you couldn’t think straight at all. The rain roared, filling your ears. It sounded like the roof was about to break. You decided to give up on the final paper and suffer the loss of a few points. Leaving before it started flooding was much more important than the grades of your group; you couldn’t care less about them anymore.

After packing up, you made your way to the main door of the library. Aside from the small space underneath the protruding roof on top of the entrance, everything was dark as rain continued to fall. You gulped, how were you going to get through this alive? Running was out of the question. It was hard to see with all this rain, plus the moon hardly helped. You might slip or get hit by a car. Either way, you’d probably die like that and no one would find you until the rain had stopped. Not a lot of people go out on walks in a dreaded storm like this at three in the morning after all.

As you were in the middle of standing there with absolutely no plans of moving due to your lack of an umbrella, you saw the opposite half of the door move. You turned to your right and met pretty brown eyes hidden behind long lashes. You spent a moment admiring the person’s eyes before you recognized who they belonged to. “Seungcheol?” you did not bother to hide the surprise in your voice, “why are you here so late?” He runs fingers through his hair, yawning as he replies, “same as you. Got a shitty group and had to do all the work.”

“It’s raining really hard,” he remarks, watching the rain through the glass door as he stood beside you. “You might need this,” an umbrella nudged your arm. You reluctantly took it, asking him if this was his spare. He smiles and gives you a small shrug before pulling his jacket over his head, “be careful out there.”

Seungcheol opened the door and the ice cold breeze blew in. As it touched your skin you shivered and took a step back, rubbing your hands together to keep warm, “wait, Seungcheol.” He was out the door by then, shoving his hands into his pockets as he marched on and into the thick sheet of rain. One step outside and your teeth were already chattering. The wind blew ferociously and you struggled to stand straight. You could see his bright red jacket from where you were and you hurriedly opened the umbrella to chase after him. “Seungcheol!” you hollered. The storm was far too loud for him to hear you over it and thus your words were drowned out. Catching up to him was the only way and so you did. You ran and ran, almost slipping several times due to your poor choice of footwear during this season.

It was cold. It was wet. It was dark. As the skies continued to cry out, he took his time and walked at a leisurely pace. He was getting sick anyways, so he might as well be careful with his step instead. Water seeped into his sneakers and he grew colder by the second. The water beating down on him stung a bit, making him he stop in his tracks.

It was so cold.

The faint red spot that you saw grew bigger with every step, it finally stopped moving. “Seungcheol!” you called out to him. He didn’t turn around. You make your way to him and cover him with the umbrella, “there’s enough room for the both of us.” He looks at you and laughs in relief, “I didn’t expect you to chase me all the way here,” he looks away for a moment, “but thank you.”

He let out a sigh, walking at your pace with a smile on his face. The breeze was still strong and stone cold as the two of you continued wallking. Seungcheol rubs his hands, blowing hot air into them to try and ease the stinging pain. “(Y/n),” he saw you shiver as much as he did, “do you mind if I hold your hand?” Wanting his body heat to warm you up, you agree. He placed his ice cold hand on top of yours and your cheeks started tingling. It was warm, you couldn’t help but smile as the bitter frost that numbed your fingers melted away. His hand on yours felt odd as skin contact was a foreign thing to you. You weren’t really one for affection or anything of that sort; but you liked his touch. It was probably because you were colder than ice at this point but nevertheless, it was a calming warmth. His other hand found its way to the yours, intertwining your fingers with his. He then pulled you closer until your arms were touching. The both of you eventually stopped shivering.

“How far is your house?” he struck up a converstion. You told him it was a long way from here. He replied with a nod, “well my house is right around the corner.” Upon hearing that, you silently wished you were already home. Despite having the umbrella, you were wet; not as wet as you would be if you didn’t have one but you were still wet. Your neck and legs were sore from all the typing and running you’ve done today. In short, you were exhausted. While you daydreamed about your warm bed and soft pillows, Seungcheol stayed silent as he thought about something.

“Hey do you want to sleep over?” Seungcheol suddenly asked. You gave him a look and he instantly shakes his head, “it’s nothing like that I swear. My house is just really near and you look tired.” He had such a sweet smile as he said it you decided that the boy didn’t really mean any harm. “It sounds like a good idea,” you return his smile.

In less than a few minutes you were at his doorstep, watching him pick out the right key. Once he opened the door and invited you in and kept the umbrella. You found a nice spot on the couch to sit on. From your point of view, you could see the entirety of his house. It seemed a little bare.

“Do you live alone?” you asked him, tapping the edge of the couch with your fingers. He nods and opens the door to what seemed to be his bedroom, “I’m gonna look for clothes you can borrow. Are you okay with loose shirts?” It was sweet that he cared about that. You laughed, “anything is fine.” He comes out of the room not long after in shorts and a shirt, he had a similar pair in his hands as he offered it to you. “There’s another bathroom over there,” he points to the door on the right. You immediately stand up and run to the bathroom, not wasting a second more in your uncomfortable, wet clothes.

His shirt was soft and you enjoyed being dry; it put you in a good mood. You peeked into Seungcheol’s room and found him all bundled up. The blanket that was wrapped around him had stars and moons all over it, you couldn’t help but giggle. “Hm? (Y/n)?” he groaned, eyes still closed. “Where do I sleep?” you asked him, eyeing the whole place again only to find two other doors, “is it the door next to the guest bathroom?”

“Come here,” he says, “I turned the guest room into a storage room recently.” Seungcheol apologizes for it and tells you to bear with it for just one night, “the rain will stop soon.” You reluctantly close the door, caution painted all over your face. He watches you and laughs, “come on, there’s enough room for the both of us.”

He was incredibly warm; it wasn’t a scorching type of heat that radiated from him but a more loving one. It was gentle, and it reminded you of your cozy blanket at home and the soft pillows your head would rest upon. His arms slithered around you and he pulled you closer. You looked at him and a smile graced his sleeping face, “good night.”

This was the first time you’ve ever enjoyed anyone’s warmth.

Arranged Marriage (Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Requested by: Anonymous who wanted angsty Philip x Reader, maybe an arranged marriage.

Summary: I don’t want to give to much away, but here you go. You love Philip with all your heart, and you wish your relationship didn’t have to be a secret. Find out what happens when your parents force you into an arranged marriage.

Warnings: Death, sadness, angst.

Time Period: Hamiltime

Words: 3000

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this story, although it is very angsty. When the requester said angst, this is what I wrote. I apologize if this is super sad and if people send me asks saying that you want an alternative version I will write one. Anyway please enjoy and have a great day!

PLEASE NOTE THAT WHILE I RAISED PHILIP’S AGE TO 24 IT STILL TAKES PLACE DURING THE HAMILTON TIMELINE.

The moment you woke up, you smiled once you remembered the date you and Philip had planned for this afternoon. With that thought in mind, you quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to eat breakfast.

“Good morning mother, good morning father.” you greeted as you took your place and began to eat.

If your mind hadn’t been wandering, you would have noticed the suspicious glances your parents were giving each other. There was silence at the table for a few moments until your mother spoke up.

“(y/n), your father as something that he wishes to discuss with you.” she admitted, quickly looking back down at her plate.

You stopped eating immediately, and felt the ball of nerves in your stomach grow. Did you parents find out about your secret relationship with Philip? Where they going to tell you that you aren’t allowed to see him again?

These thoughts ran through your mind until your father brought you back to reality with his clearly over-rehearsed speech.

“As you know, your twenty-fourth birthday is approaching and you still have not found an appropriate man to marry. That is why, you mother and I have put together an arranged marriage.” you father finished explaining, looking at you nervously.

It took a few moments for the information to really sink into your mind. Once it did, however, you jumped from your seat, livid. Steam was almost coming out of your ears and your face was red before you spoke.

“An arranged marriage? How is this fair? Why does it matter that I am not yet married, I will find love in my own time!” you shouted, trying to get your parents to realize how ridiculous their plan was.

“I will not be spoken to like that, especially by my own daughter!” you father shouted back at you, standing up to face you at eye level. Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw your mother looking away from the scene, not offering any input.

Before any more words could be exchanged, you grabbed your shawl of the coat rack and stormed outside. Not taking the risk of looking back, you hurriedly made your way to the Hamilton’s house. You knew you would be welcomed there.

Once you climbed the steps leading to their front door, you knocked and waited for somebody to answer. It wasn’t long until Eliza Hamilton herself opened the door. She took one look at the frightened and angry expression you wore, and stepped aside to let you in.

“Are you alright, dear?” she questioned, rubbing her hand comfortably up and down your back.

You sighed and closed your eyes before answering. “I am not the best that I could be, and I apologize for coming over unannounced. I just had to get away, and I needed to see Philip.” you rushed, trying to explain yourself.

Eliza simply laid her hand on your shoulder, silencing your rambling. She assured you that all was well, and that you were always welcomed. After you had been calmed down a bit, she lead you to Philip’s room, where he sat writing at his desk.

Aware of the sudden movement at his door, Philip glanced up from his writing and saw you waiting outside his room. At once, he stood and ushered you inside, silently thanking his mother as she left, giving the two of you some privacy.

“(y/n), dear, it’s wonderful to see you, but I thought our outing wasn’t until later.’ Philip greeted as he tried to rack his brain for clarification of your date.

Arms still wrapped around him, you explained. “It wasn’t suppose to be until later, by I had to see you. Oh, Philip.” you cried. “My parents are forcing me into an arranged marriage.” you announce.

Philip stared down at you in shock. He couldn’t speak, only sort through the information he had just been giving. You, the woman he was courting, the love of his love, were arranged to be married. He knew that your parents were unaware of the relationship, but he thought that they would accept it if they ever found out.

“Is this absolutely true?” he whispered. Philp just wanted to make sure that this was not some big joke, you both would be laughing at for weeks.

Unable to speak, you buried yourself into Philip’s body even further and shook your head yes. You heard Philp’s sharp intake of breath and felt him guide you towards his bed.

All that could be heard were your quiet sobs, as Philip tried to think of a way to stay in your relationship. It wasn’t until your sobs had quieted that Philip finally spoke.

“I have an idea.” he stated, hesitantly. “It might be completely crazy, but it just might work. (y/n), I love you so much and I cannot stand the thought of you being with another man, so run away with me.” Philip proposed, grinning like crazy.

You just stared back at your boyfriend in shock, wondering if he meant what he said. “Run away, Philip what are getting on about?” you asked, shaking your head.

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RFA guys react to MC playing Mimi Marquez in Rent the musical

I really love Rent the musical and wondered how the RFA guys would react if they saw MC playing Mimi :)) If you’re not familiar with the musical or the character, see below:

Originally posted by justintaylor

Light My Candle ^

Originally posted by justintaylor

Mimi performing Out Tonight in the movie adaptation of Rent ^

Enjoy! :))


Yoosung

  • Not into theater performances so he asks Zen to watch with him in case he doesn’t understand something
  • Immediately regrets this when you come up on stage in that mini skirt and knee-high boots
  • Is red as a tomato in his seat when he sees you performing Out Tonight
  • “Zen close your eyes!”
  • “Wtf Yoosung get your hands outta my face!”
  • Gets angry when the guy playing Roger pushes you away like why is he pushing away this beautiful woman wtf is wrong with him??
  • Makes a note to google everything in La Vie Boheme, he’s so lost
  • Passionate kissing scene between you and Roger — he totally didn’t know there were kissing scenes in musicals!!!
  • Congrats MC you have unlocked yandare Yoosung
  • Totally cries when you sing Without You
  • Cries harder in I’ll Cover You Reprise 
  • He gasps loudly when your character dies, nearly getting up from his seat because he’s so into it
  • Is relieved when you come back to life and wipes his tears during the closing number
  • Later, he and Zen go backstage to congratulate you with a bouquet of roses but you’re still in your costume and he practically shoves Zen out of the dressing room, not wanting the handsome actor in the same room as his gorgeous girlfriend
  • Kisses you and hands you the flowers and you blush, asking him if he liked it
  • “I loved it! You’re amazing, MC! But I’m kind of relieved that it’s over”
  • You tell him the show’s supposed to run for a month
  • “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?”

Zen

  • He heard you singing a few lines in the shower but you wouldn’t practice with him, saying you wanted to surprise him
  • Super excited to see you up on stage but also curious because his shy and sweet princess was going to play the part of a prostitute?
  • Invites Jaehee to watch with him, since he knows she’s a big fan of musicals too
  • Light My Candle — oh my God his eyes are glued to you
  • Out Tonight“Is she trying to provoke the beast?” and then “Holy shit there are a lot of men watching”
  • The souvenir program falls to his lap ;)
  • “MC is quite good” Jaehee says; even she’s surprised to see you playing Mimi
  • Too good” Zen mumbles, uncomfortable that all these people are watching you roll your hips with those skimpy clothes
  • Thinks Christmas Bells is so cool; so many voices and all of you are singing different things; will totally want to sing duets with you
  • And then you’re kissing Roger and he realizes how you must feel when you watch him kissing his co-stars on set
  • Shit is this how she feels when she watches my plays?
  • Contact — he’s having a hard time breathing and there goes the souvenir program on his lap again
  • Without You — super impressed with your delivery and are those real tears?
  • Is in awe for the rest of the show; he never knew you were this good and he feels a sense of pride that the woman performing up on that stage is his girlfriend
  • At the end of the show, whistles and claps loudly, he’s super proud of you
  • Goes backstage and gives you a huge hug and a long kiss before handing you the bouquet of roses he bought
  • “What did you think?” you ask him nervously, because he’s a veteran and you really want him to like it
  • “Babe, I have no words to describe how great and wonderful you were up there. You shone. I fell in-love with you all over again.”
  • You’re super happy but then he steps closer to you and says in a low voice, “But is it too late now to ask for a costume change?”
  • You laugh because yeah, it’s too late to change your costumes
  • Zen groans and reminds you that “All men are wolves”
  • “Including yourself?”
  • He leans closer to you, a dark look in his eyes, “Babe, haven’t I told you? Don’t provoke the beast.”
  • And after a ~ehem~ make-out sesh in your dressing room, he asks if you’re allowed to bring your costume home

Jumin

  • He’s more accustomed to watching orchestra concerts and ballet performances than rock musicals but he wouldn’t miss seeing your performance for anything
  • Buys the front row seats for the RFA members
  • When he sees you come up on stage he inhales sharply and his heart stops
  • WHAT. ARE. YOU. WEARING.
  • Jumin does not approve.
  • Considers going up on stage and taking you home immediately but everybody stops him
  • Out Tonight — dying inside but keeps a calm facade outside; isn’t moving though and Seven swears he saw smoke coming out of Jumin’s ears (“The robot has short-circuited!”)
  • But when your eyes meet his during your dance and you give him a mischievous smile, his heart immediately starts beating furiously and and you see the look in his eyes; you know you’re in trouble when you get home
  • Gets scandalized by the whole musical when the cast sings La Vie Boheme
  • Everybody turns to him when you start kissing Roger but Jumin is like a statue; doesn’t even bat an eye
  • Seven pokes his cheek and a chill passes through his body when Jumin gives him the scariest glare ever looks at him
  • It’s better in the second half and he has to admit, he’s enjoying your performance very much and thank God you have more clothes now than in the first act
  • Except when Roger has his hands around you
  • He can see how passionate you are with acting and really wants to see you perform more
  • His heart melts when you cry in Without You and he just wants to protect you from everything
  • Contact — are you seriously trying to give him a heart attack MC NO stop dancing and push that guy away from you and WTF are those noises you are making NO
  • But in the last scene, he sees himself holding you in his arms as you’re dying and this breaks his heart
  • He can’t imagine life without you and after your very convincing death scene, he realizes that for the first time, he’s terrified of losing someone
  • Yoosung would later swear he saw a tear in the corner of Jumin’s eye, which Jumin would deny
  • When you return backstage, your dressing room is full of flowers; your co-stars would tease you endlessly and some even get jealous
  • When the rest of the RFA appear backstage, they all congratulate you but Jumin is very quiet and you’re worried that he hated it or he got bored
  • When you’re alone, you ask him what he thinks and he looks at you
  • “MC…you were beautiful. You took my breath away.” He takes your hands in his and kisses them. “That last scene…You were very convincing.”
  • “And it made me realize that I don’t ever want to live in a world without you by my side.”
  • He hugs you tight and you’re happy because he actually loved your performance but then—
  • “I’m afraid I can’t let anybody else see you dancing that way though.”
  • You knew this was coming but too late, the show’s fully booked until the end of the month
  • He’s not happy about the thought of other men watching you perform, but puts up with it because you love it so much and he loves seeing you happy
  • You also experience his inner Christian Grey once you get home
  • Makes Jaehee submit reports to him about your next roles and makes sure he goes to your rehearsals and to his relief, you don’t take similar roles anymore
  • For now ;)

Seven

  • You forbid him to research on the musical, saying you want to surprise him
  • Gets balcony seats because he can’t risk being seen much and asks one of the ushers if he was allowed to eat Honey Buddha Chips during the show, to which the answer is no
  • The rest of the RFA are there too, since he’s excited to show off his girlfriend and he wants you to see how much they support you
  • When you finally step out onto the stage and start singing, he’s hooked.
  • Cannot stop looking at you
  • Totally agrees that you have the best ass below 14th street
  • Kind of wishes he could hack into people’s brains so he could wipe their memory of you dancing and singing Out Tonight
  • La Vie Boheme is his new anthem
  • Suddenly Roger is kissing you and touching you everywhere and omg he thought you two weren’t going to end up together why is this guy kissing you
  • Stop kissing my girlfriend
  • Wait they’re playing lovers
  • It’s just a play it’s just a play it’s just a play!!!!
  • But after the first act, you hear someone cheering loudly and screaming your name and you blush, knowing who it is
  • When the second act starts and the scenes get darker, he grows quiet and watches you intently
  • His heart swells with pride and joy as he watches you bare your heart out on stage and give the performance your all
  • His heart broke when you sang Without You and he will ask you to sing it for him more often
  • And then he panics and covers Yoosung’s and Zen’s eyes when you perform Contact and why does he only have two hands????
  • Is as red as his hair
  • Seriously considers asking you to find something else you’re passionate about but of course he doesn’t
  • When Roger sings/screams at you in one scene, he has to remind himself that this is just a musical and that he shouldn’t track the guy and make his life a living hell
  • Those last words as you were dying gave him chills. Being a secret agent, he’s constantly afraid that his past would come back to haunt him and take you away from him and seeing you die –even though it’s fake and he knows nobody sings before dying –makes him tense up and want to hide you from the world where nobody can hurt you
  • But when you take your bow, he cheers the loudest and claps the hardest, he’s so proud of you
  • Runs to you backstage and hugs you tight and doesn’t let you go
  • Partially because he doesn’t want the rest of the guys seeing you in your costume
  • You don’t need to ask what he thinks, he doesn’t stop talking about it and asking questions and praising you the entire ride home and you’re so happy that he likes it
  • Bonus: you’re on the couch in his apartment one day and then he walks out of his room. Wearing your costume.


Oh my God I’m so sorry this is so long, I was listening to the Rent soundtrack and really got into it so ;;; Hope you enjoy though! :)

A Tether to the World

Inspired by the waves and waves of KnightRook feels. 

Chapter: 1/?

Warnings: None, unless you wish to avoid Wish Hook and Alice. 

He had known, of course, that he was unprepared. It wasn’t until the first night that he realized just how very much. In the small tower they now shared, Alice’s wails pierced through the walls sending Killian, the former pirate captain and devilishly handsome rapscallion, running to her in a cartoonish frenzy. 

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Best Laid Plans pt. 2 (End)

Originally posted by marcoilsoedaily

Read part one here!

Pairing: Hvitserk x Reader
Words: 3,563
Summary: The classic “our asshole mutual friends set us up on a blind date and didn’t tell us it was a blind date, so instead of getting to know each other we spent the entire “date” scheming against them and decided an awesome way to get back at them would be to pretend to date and then have a horrendous breakup but now we’re two months into this charade and I’m not sure what’s real and what’s fake anymore” AU.
Warnings: None.

Tagging @geminized @rachiieee @sweetvengeancee @mcuimxgine @ivars-heathen @zombiexbody @imgoldielikehawn @unsure-but-trying @oddsnendsfanfics @imyourliquor-youremypoison @tinymoonshine @anarchy-is-coming @bluearchersstuff @justacrush @dani-si Sorry if I missed anyone!


Hvitserk decided on chocolate chip cookies for his prize, no surprise there. He had been teasing you about making them for him ever since your bribery attempt, what else would he have chosen? You had already decided you would be making him a proper dinner to go along with the treat, nothing too fancy, and now the only question was what.

You scoured your pantry and cabinets, looking for anything that would make a cohesive dish. Hvitserk may have never met a food he didn’t like and ate like a garbage disposal, but you still wanted him to genuinely like what you made.

Eventually you settled on a simple pasta dish; it was a lazy affair with only a handful of steps and maybe an hour tops of preparation, but you were a pro at making it at this point and knew it tasted good. You gathered up the necessary ingredients and got to work, dutifully ignoring the fact that butterflies were starting to flutter in your stomach.

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