I remember I just finished lunch and I was bored and wanted to watch something new

I’m Not a Kid

I’m Not a Kid

Word count: 4.2k

Genre: smut

Parts: one | two

“Y/N” you heard Jungkook sing song. He had been bothering you for the past three weeks. Jungkook was your boss’s son and he had been trying to get you to go out with him since day one.

You had given the papers to your secretary and turned to face him. “Jungkook,” you sighed and walked back over to your office. You walked inside your office and turned to close your door but Jungkook stopped it and walked in. You sighed again and went to sit at your desk. You got on your computer, not looking at him, “Yes, Jungkook.”

“Oh, Y/N” he laughed. “I love when you call me that.”

You looked over at him, “It is your name.”

He just stood there and smiled with a wink. You rolled your eyes, “What did you need?”

He walked over and sat at the on the edge of your desk. “Well, I need a date to dinner tonight?”

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Better For Me (Part Two)

Pairing/Characters: Bucky x Reader, Steve x Natasha (Reader sometimes calls her Natalia), Sam Wilson, let’s just say everyone in the fuckin compound lmao

Warnings: Swearing, cocky!Bucky, sexual tension, eventual smut, it’s a slow buuuurn

Summary: You meet one of New York’s richest Bachelor’s. He’s hot, he’s rich, and he’s an absolute fucking asshole. Luckily for you, you’re an asshole too and you could take a challenge any day. Within the first 24 hours of knowing each other, you’ve already pushed each other over breaking point. But when something comes up, you’re both forced to try and get along. Can it be possible?

Word Count: 3011

Chapter Notes: Bucky apologises to Y/N but being the self centred prick he is, he makes her snap, making her push him to his breaking point. Does she really think he won’t go down until he’s pushed her to her breaking point?

A/N: The start is pretty filler-ish, all the nice stuff is near the end <3


Originally posted by likemadeofstarlight

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Originally posted by why-jaehyun

Anonymous: “Could you do a scenario with Jaehyun from NCT where he thinks you’re cheating on him but with a happy ending☺”

BOOIII when I read this request I literally ran to my laptop and cried :’) I love me some angst/fluff and i’m ALWAYS thirsty for some Jefferey!!! 💦👅😏 pls send in some more NCT scenario requests :) 

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Characters: You x Jaehyun

Word Count: 2.6K

Plot: Jaehyun thinks you’re cheating on him when you spend all of your time with your co-worker. 

(Y/N) = Your Name

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I Know Your Dirty Little Secret.

Hi Guys this is a prompt fill for a request I received from @ultravanityglamme I am making this into a longer fic then I normally would for a fill so will be posting it up in parts as I complete each chapter.  This is unbeta’d and all mistakes are my own.

I won’t post the prompt here as I don’t want to spoil the ending.

I’m not 100% happy with this one but feel I need to get it out there in the amazing Bughead community/family and get some feedback.

I hope you enjoy.


Cheryl notices that Betty has come to school with hickeys on her neck. She tells the rest of Betty’s friends which kicks off a search to find Betty’s secret boyfriend.

Chapter One

Cheryl Blossom was bored. She had been for weeks. Once the drama of the search for Polly Cooper had died down, it was back to the normal hum drum of school life. So she was delighted when she saw Betty Cooper in the school’s boy’s locker room, examining her neck in the mirror. She had a make up compact, delicately dabbing her neck with the sponge, covering reddish marks. Once she seemed satisfied with her work she snapped the compact closed and removed her hair from the high ponytail to let it fall over her neck, to further hide the incriminating marks. She let out a frustrated sigh as she adjusted her hair further, finally satisfied with her efforts. Cheryl had come to the boy’s locker room to reflect it wasn’t like the girls locker room where people were coming and going all the time. If there was no game, no training there was no one here. Also it was where she could best remember Jason, she could swear sometimes that he was there with her, but she would soon shake those thoughts away.

That must have been the same reason Betty had come to cover up her dirty little secret.

Cheryl did not move from her hidden spot until Betty shut her locker and bounded off. So Betty has a secret lover. Cheryl thought of the possibilities at her disposal. She could con font Betty in front of the rest of the student population, but then a more delicious thought popped into her head. It would be much more interesting to lord this over the rest of the Scooby Gang and get them to do the hard work for her. Well maybe she would help them a little.

 She found them at their regular table in the quad. Lonely boy was not with them, but he wouldn’t be interested in this little investigation anyway. The key players were there and that was enough more importantly, good girl gone bad wasn’t there.

“Good morning gang.” She greeted them perkily, taking the empty seat next to Archie across from Veronica and Kevin.

“Cheryl to what do we owe this pleasure?” Kevin asked cautiously. Wherever Cheryl went trouble and drama usually followed.

“Well.” She laid out her hands in front of her. “I just saw something very interesting in the locker room.”

“We’ve all seen interesting things in that locker room, Cheryl, cut to the point.” Veronica mused thinking about the last time she had stormed into that locker room on a man hunt with Betty. Cheryl rolled her eyes before continuing.

“Well I saw Miss Innocent Betty Cooper, covering up some interesting marks on her neck, he kind you get from a hot and heavy make out session, or a vacuum cleaner, iif your looking for attention” She said smugly waiting and watching their blank faces hoping to see some kind of reaction. When there was none she decided to try further. “And I gather from your blank faces that she hasn’t told you about her secret admirer.”

“Betty wouldn’t keep something like that from us.” Kevin said defending his friend.

“No, I’m sure that is why she is all of a sudden wearing her hair down, wearing high necked jumpers, not joining you guys at lunch. Where is she by the way?”

“She said she had some extra work to finish for the Blue and Gold.” Kevin stated.

“She told me she was going to be practising the new cheer routine at the gym.” Veronica advised somewhat confused.

“Yeah, doesn’t sound like she is keeping secrets at all.” Cheryl said smugly. Archie who had not said anything to this point thought about why Betty may be keeping secrets from them. She was always so open and honest and usually a terrible liar, but something had changed since that night at Cheryl’s party, since the death of Jason Blossom. Betty was different, more secretive, and she had launched herself into this investigation with Jughead full force. He barely saw her any more, he felt like they were into different things now, him his music and her her sleuthing and apparently secret boyfriend if Cheryl was to be believed.

“We should really be getting to lunch.” She let out as he continued to ravish neck, wet, heated kisses. She knew that there would be more marks to hide once her was done with her, but she couldn’t tear herself away. “They might be, Oh God.” She uttered as he reached that sensitive spot right underneath her ear which seemed to make her knees go weak. She held onto him to keep her steady. “Missing us.” She managed to finish.

She enjoyed their special moments, sure it was in the Janitor’s closet under the school stairs but it was still special, theirs. He was attentive, unguarded. It made her heart sing that this was what she brought out of him. That he could be a little lighter with her there.

“Yeah”. He responded with his words but his actions told her that they would be missing lunch with their friends again. It wasn’t that they were keeping this a secret intentionally but they didn’t need to know, she wanted this to be special to just be hers to keep. She knew that Veronica would be supportive, Kevin would want all the details, probably to much detail for her liking. And Archie, well, she wasn’t sure. She was scared of telling him the most. For so long it had been just the three of them, she didn’t want their friendship to change, any of their friendships to change. She knew that Jughead valued his friendship with Archie just as much as she did.

A light nip on her neck broke her thoughts and brought her back into the moment.

“Careful Juggie.” She warned.

“Sorry, I just.” He groaned against her neck drinking in her scent. Raspberry and Vanilla, her shampoo he guessed as well as something that was uniquely Betty. He would lose control around her when they were in each other’s embrace. He wanted to mark every part of her body, her soul and that strength and depth of that want scared him. What scared him more was what he would do now if he did lose her. Perhaps that was why he wanted to keep their secret, he didn’t want someone to let her know that she was too good for him. Something that he was already acutely aware of.

She pulled him back away from her neck to face her, seeing the hunger in his eyes, knowing that it was mirrored in her own.

“I know.” She whispered, her voice soothing and calming his very being. Yeah he didn’t want to ever lose her.

Chapter 2

in the face of all that’s known

ch. 1 out of 10; pg-13 to R; MSR UST; angst/case-file; set immediately after Amor Fati; After years of being gaslit by the universe at large, Scully seeks to overcome an overwhelming despondency (and Mulder’s attempts to crawl into her brain) by solving the mystery of the Town That Didn’t Know Anything. Without Mulder.

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Author’s notes: Jesus, this took me a long time. I wrote and rewrote and rewrote it again. Writing as Scully does not come very natural to me (I find Mulder a lot easier), but I have high hopes for this and want to write a story that both fleshes out characters we know and love while telling a bizarre and slightly scary little story. Constructive critique would be very helpful. Beta readers, too. Readers in general would be great. I hope you enjoy it.


ch. 1

His head felt heavy in her lap. Dead weight, a crate of oranges, ten large textbooks neatly stacked from her thighs to the tip of her nose. Heavy, damp and feverish as she stroked his hair, mindful of the bandages that capped it.

The tape recorder on the coffee blinked spider-like in the dark and waited patiently in apology for the restlessness of its owner. It listened because she didn’t want to, not really. But in dreamy monologue he referred to it, a cold, black thing, as you, I couldn’t find you, then you were there, can you get me a glass of water. And then we. He said we a lot.

She turned it off when the pain meds kicked in and he began lolling about, lifting his fingers in the air to count them and fail, rolling his face into her belly and burrowing in like a sleepy lapdog.

“I spent a good amount of my life trying to get in other people’s heads,” he moaned into her shirt, talking to air. “But you find out there’s not a lot worth listening to.”

“You’re not still hearing them,” she wondered uneasily. He bumped his head insistently against the fingers that stopped moving in his hair and she resumed petting him.

“I am a little,” he admitted. “Bits and pieces filter in. The headaches are gone. I hear maybe a few voices at a time, and only when they’re right next to me.” His chuffed laughter into her bellybutton tickled and made her squirm. “It’s why I don’t let you take me to my PT appointments. You should’ve seen how disappointed Brendon was that it would be me stretched out over that medicine ball.”

Her fingers had stopped again but now he was too tired to pout. The solid heat of him in her lap, the humid air of his sweltering apartment: how worthless it all was in calming her cold as lake water insides. It filled her suddenly like a downed ship. “It’ll stop soon,” she said, not bothering to mask the harshness of her voice. Why even bother? “Dr. Farrah said your brain activity is steadily decreasing to a normal rate. You’ll be cleared for desk duty at the start of next week.”

He pulled his head back and stared at her. Topsoil brown in the pulsing light of the fish tank, they bored into her, a psychic lobotomy, and she felt him inside her playing clumsy archeologist.

His voice went louder than it had in weeks, intrusive and unaware like the rest of him, his gangly limbs and too big nose and tendencies to never shut up. “Not yet. I’m not ready yet.”

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When We Were Young - Part Three

Summary: Mick Davies has been like a friend to you since you were a kid and decided to sneak out of school to spend time with him. Unfortunately, though you got caught and that way, got separated from Mick. Up to this day, you were saddened that you couldn’t do more for him. Until you happened to come across him on your vacation in America.

Words: 1425

Pairing: Mick Davies x Reader

Warnings: Tiny bit of angst


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Drawn to Life || Klaroline

Klaroline Infinity Day 1 - AU/AH

Caroline’s finally getting to voice an animated character (her dream!), but she didn’t know how much time and effort goes into it as a creative team. She’s paired with Klaus, who studies her character traits and facial movements to bring life to the screen.

“Hold still, please.”

Caroline fought the urge to fidget as the massive camera revolved around her, capturing her image from every possible angle. It was hard not to track the man operating the camera with her eyes. His attention to the placement of her freckles was almost invasive, but he was incredibly hot.

The brass curls were artfully mussed, just enough that Caroline wanted to run her fingers through them. And his lips, god, they were so pink-

She shook her head, hoping to get rid of whatever lusty demon had taken hold of thoughts. Really, it was her own fault for swearing off dating after Tyler moved out. A cleanse was standard breakup routine, but maybe three months was too long.

“I said to hold still,” Klaus snapped, though his hand was gentle as he gripped her chin. “If we don’t get the digital model right, I’ll have to start all over.”

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One Kiss (Joker x Reader)

Originally posted by netflixlifex

Originally posted by i-mitacja

Requested by @ariyachiii: “I was wondering if you could do a joker x reader where reader is a new psychiatrist in Arkham and became a good friend of Harley. She’s handling diff. patient but one day she had to take care of Joker. Mr. J immediately likes her. And plans to take her with him. You can end it whatever you like. :DDD Hope you don’t mind.”

A/N: I’m sorry for how long it’s been taken me to do this. I’m the worst person alive. Anyway, I hope you guys like this!!

Warnings: Mentions of torture, blood, bloody bat, Joker being Joker.

‘Arkham Asylum, home for the criminally insane.’

You couldn’t have found a better place to apply? A children’s hospital probably would of been better place for you to start off your career but your heart had always pointed to disorders of the mind, the deadly kind. Not to mention that you never really had the temperament or patience to treat children. So here you were, two weeks into your new job in this big old mental instate.

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That’s Ridiculous (Derek)

finally. it’s ending. (It’s not quite tuesday for me anymore but i’m finished it and i haven’t edited it like i just wrote the last word and pasted it over the rly bad other version so here it is yay!)

That’s Crazy //  That’s Absurd // That’s Preposterous

“I was wrong.”

Scott’s loud scoff from the doorway pulls your gaze from your once lover and the amusement you’d felt earlier rises once more. When Derek had walked in, talking about privacy and apologies, Scott had said he’d give the two of you a moment alone. You, nor Derek, had realized that translated to him standing in the doorway across the room and looking menacing- a feat considering how well you both knew the puppy.

“Continue.” You say diplomatically, not chiding Scott as Derek likely wants you to. You’re still bitter, though much freer of the guilt, and he didn’t deserve any leeway after the fighting for custody comment.

He hesitates a moment, his gaze going to Diana, who performs push ups and grins at everything in sight. “I didn’t mean to start a fight, I’m just constantly worried that I’m doing everything wrong. You ran away because you didn’t think I wanted a baby, I know, but part of me wonders if you weren’t right because I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“But you-”

“Cora was Moms baby, I just played with her and carried her around the house like a trophy. Everything’s different with her, I don’t know if she’s doing something for the first time or whether she even likes me more than she likes Scott.” Scott chuckles from the doorway and you glare at him this time. Without speaking, you pick Diana up from the floor and set her in Scotts arms, the wail that rises from her lips deafening. You can see the light dim in his eyes when you pluck her from Scotts arms, the crying cutting off, until you set her in Dereks arms and she stays silent.

“You’re her Dad, she loves you. Obviously not as much as she loves me, I’m the coolest and I was a portable snack.” You explain, the teasing notes in your voice making his lips twitch toward a smile.

“I still just… I’m sorry I said those things.”

“I’m not sorry, we both had a lot to get off our chest, me mostly but still. It was cleansing.” You say and Derek nods, his eyes on the infant in his arms.

“This suddenly got boring, I’m gonna get some lunch, want anything?”

“Yeah, I want you to stop hanging around Malia so much.” You say, your eyebrows raised at the previous comment and he laughs but doesn’t answer.

“We need a better system.” You say after a long silence. Dereks eyebrows twitch upwards and you lean back against the couch. “We’re trading her off but it’s just not feasible. I don’t want to miss anything and I don’t want you to miss anything.”

“Are you complaining for the sake of complaining?” Derek asks and the words make your heart ache. It had been his response whenever you’d started whining at him back before all this baby drama.


“We could live together.”

“Were we apart so long that you forgot how- what?” You choke, blinking at him and waiting.

“We could live together. You don’t have to rely on Melissa and Scott, we won’t miss any baby moments and… I miss having you around, not just before- before. I somehow miss the short hour between the moment I met your tiny, perfect baby and finding out she was mine.” His voice is weak and tentative, like he doesn’t want to spook you. “Take all the time you need, but I think it’s a good idea.”

“It’s a stupid idea, right?”

“I never knew Derek was an actual idiot, I thought it was just a rumour Stiles made up.”

“Okay, we’ll move in.”

Three months into living together and things were going great.

“Are you sure she just wants a pack of diapers? It’s her first birthday.”

“Get her a diamond watch for all I care, I need the diapers and she’s never going to remember this anyway.” You snort, not hiding your grin as you watch the baby in your arms reach for Derek.

“Okay. I’ll be back soon, then.” He promises, stepping close and cupping your giant babys chubby cheeks and his lips press a kiss to her soft forehead. Without speaking, he presses a succession of kisses all over her face before he straightens and grins at you. Your smile feels like the sun and you can see his hesitance before he leans down again and smoothes his fingers over her duckling soft hair. “Don’t make things harder for your mommy, or I’ll hear about it, then you’ll hear about it.”

The threat has you laughing and you’re not thinking as you respond to the quick peck he sets on your lips before he ducks out the door.



“Three months into living together and everything’s going horrible!” You moan into the phone as you scoop pureed apple onto the blue plastic spork.

“You say this for so many different reasons every week, what is it this time?” Lydias voice is tired and you feel bad for a moment before you remember all the drama you’re about to go through and suddenly feel pity for no one else.

“Derek kissed me as he left, like a leaving kiss, and I kissed back but I don’t know if I’m at kissing back yet or just really need to get some.” You rush out, babbling without fear. “I haven’t gotten laid since the night those little lines appeared. I’ve almost forgotten what good sex feels like, which is ridiculous considering good sex is all I got towards the end- shout out to Big D, that’s Dereks penis by the way. But it happened, we did it and now I’m thinking about sex when I hadn’t all today and yesterday which is a new record since my return by the way and-”

“I’ve heard enough. You’re living a romance movie and I’m the best friend character. What have we learned from those?” She doesn’t pause, instead ploughing through anything you might have answered with. “You’ll be happy in the end, don’t worry about the skanky bitches and know that he’s secretly in love with you.”

“I’m back!”

“Hello!” You shout, your voice much louder than it needs to be as you smack your finger all over the screen to end the phone call. “How was shopping?”

“Same as always, though I saw a werewolf in the grocery and he congratulated me on the baby.” Derek says, setting the items in his arms on the table.


“He could smell her on me, smell our relationship.” Derek cuts in before you can start in on strange werewolves being near your defenceless baby. He knows you too well. “Should we-”

“Nope.” You answer before he can finish the sentence and he nods once. Seems you know him too.

“I’m going to take these upstairs.” He mumbles, hefting the pack of diapers and you return to feeding the previously mentioned infant.

You watch from the doorway as Derek gently settles the blanket on her back and winds the mobile one more time. For a long moment, he just watches her sleep and affection surges in your breast. You see the surprise on his expression when he turns and spots you, endearing him further he finds her so distracting he can’t even keep track of a new heartbeat in the room.

“You want a moment with her?” He whispers, his footsteps broken by a millisecond of hesitance before he sidles past you in the doorway.

“No, I’m good.” You answer, mostly closing the door and he nods, his gaze flickering to his door like he wants nothing more than to escape into his room. You take him in for a long moment, assessing him and yourself before you step into his space and capture the nape of his neck in your palm.

“Y/N.” He warns, his gaze heating by the second and you lick your lips at the sight of it. You’ve missed him, so much. The heat of him, the way he seems to blink and shake his head when you touch him in just the right way as if he can’t believe you’re real, the way everything seems to calm when he’s near you, how he always made you feel safe and cared for, that he was always there and would always catch you.

“You don’t want this?” You ask, not moving as your voice wraps around the two of you, disturbing the stillness you’re wrapped in.

“I want everything from you and if you’re not ready-”

“What? You’ll wait until I am because that’s what you want? I’m not ready, and I won’t be if I sit in cold water forever.” You counter and you try not to visibly cringe when he frowns in confusion. “Like when you slowly boil frogs. I’d like to be boiled.”

His head drops to your shoulder so suddenly that you stiffen, only for your muscles to relax automatically to the sound of his stifled laughter.

“I’m going to boil you, baby, you won’t even know it’s happening.” He whispers huskily, his lips brushing your ear before they’re pressed to yours and you’re burning up. You respond instantly, hungrily.

The water never felt so good before. 

Thank goodness

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The confession

The day had been boring so far for Greece.
With his head on the table, he watched the other nations fight about something new again, England and France where especially loud, and at this point he doubted he would get to nap at this meeting.
This meeting was like so many others before. Fighting between all of them, Germany trying his best to be the only one who tried to get something done and order into this chaos, America watching France and England yell at each other and join in just for fun, and Japan…
Just sitting there in the middle of all the yelling and senseless discussions, completely calm, and working through all the papers there where as if nothing was going on.
He always was so calm, composed.
His deep, brown eyes concentrated on his work, for a few moments on the others from time to time, to see if he should maybe interfere, then deciding not to, and turning back to work, his dark hair covering his eyes from Greece’s sight.
Just slowly he realized he had been staring at the other again, just like so many other days before.
He sighed softly and turned to the papers on the table before himself, nothing too interesting, nothing important.
It didn’t took long for his mind to wander off again, to deep, calm eyes and coal black hair.
A soft voice that never got angry, a just as soft smile whenever he talked about themes he liked, like cats…
Cats where great.
Just like him.
With a light smile his mind wandered off beside all the yelling around him, and he barely noticed when the other began to stood up one after another.
He looked up, his eyes tiredly half lidded, and slowly remembered. Right, normally he would nap now, usual lunch pause.
Lunch. He remembered that and looked up, searching for his friend again. Still talking to Germany apparently, just slowly making his way to the entrance.
He stood up, quickly getting his bag he brought today, and walked over to the two.
Japan was quick to notice him, excuse himself, and walked over to the other.
“Hey Greece, how…”
He could barely finish his sentence as he quickly needed to catch an apple, thrown at him by a lightly blushing Greece.
“…Good day to you too…?”
“…For lunch”, the greek man was quick to excuse and nodded to the entrance, “Wanna eat something together? I would like to talk.”
Greece was now glad that his voice always sounded rather calm and slow, no nervousness was able to found as he talked.
“Sure, if you wish to.”
Short words, everything clear, no long words, no questions needed.
Greece smiled lightly and walked besides Japan to the cafeteria and after a while just sitting in a corner beside each other.

“What is it Greece?” Japan slightly tilted his head, the soft hair framing his face flowing with the motion, as the other dreamily noticed.
“You said a few days ago you wanted to learn more about my country…”
“Yes indeed. Why?”
He searched in the bag he had brought with him for a short moment, then pulled out a book, holding it out to the other.
“I think you would like to read it. Next meeting we could talk about it…”
The other carefully took the book and gave a light smile in return.
“Thank you Greece.”
He shrugged, smiling back.
“No problem.”

After two more hours, the meeting was over already.
Japan had worked through everything he could, and when he arrived home he was happy when he thought about a free afternoon.
He made his way to the couch, comfortably sitting in the cushions as Pochi was fast to jump on his lap as well.
Smiling at the small dog, Japan made himself comfortable, pulled the book out…
And slightly raised his brow as the saw a note sticking out of one of the sides.
“Huh? What’s that…?” He flipped through the pages, briefly looking over some of the chapters, until he got to the marked side.
The note and a small letter from the book on Japans lap and on Pochi, who quickly shook the paper off and the ground.
His owner chuckled lightly as he picked the note up again, intending to first look at it.
“Read this page… But I would have read it anyways!”
He asked himself a bit confused, was something special about that side?
He took up the book again, reading through a side with some random facts about ancient Greece.
“Homosexual relationships where seen as superior, relationships where allowed and encouraged in the army, if you wanted to show someone you like them you would throw them an apple…”
He paused himself, reading the last sentence again.
First it was a slight suspicion, then he slowly remembered the moment with Greece just a few hours ago, and after a few moments he blushed lightly.
No… That must have been a coincidence, wasn’t it? He said it was simply for lunch, not…
Though his behaviour had been a bit off about it…
His blush got just a bit brighter.
But what if… Thought usually he was so straightforward, wouldn’t he have just said it…?
With a short bark from Pochi he was pulled out of his thoughts and looked down to the small dog, holding the letter, which had fallen from the pages as well, in its mouth.
“Oh, it was in the sides as well, right? Thanks Pochi.”
He petted the dog and carefully took the letter.
“For Kiku… He used my human name…?”
He shook his head.
“I’m sure it will clear things up, don’t worry too much”, he just thought to himself and was quick to open the letter.
“Dearest Kiku…”
Hoping to get an answer he read the letter…
slowing down with every following word, his blush getting brighter with every sentence, his heart beating faster with every moment.
He carefully held the small piece of paper, looking at it rather shocked.
Well, his hopes hadn’t been for nothing.
“This explains a lot…”

The time to the next weeks meeting went by just too soon, and Greece wasn’t sure on why he had appeared.
Japan hadn’t called him all week, and a fear had struck itself in the philosophers heart.
Very untypical for him, he had arrived early. A whole hour before start even, and Germany had asked him already if he was sick.
“In a sense…”
He just anxiously waited for the arrival of one person alone, sitting straight, tapping his foot on the ground and his glare fixed on the door, a disappointed sigh following with everyone else then his desired person walking in.
More then one of the others had now noticed his weird behaviour, a few eyes resting on him worried, though he didn’t care what they thought.
He just waited to hear the thoughts of one person alone.
So it was understandable that, when Japan finally walked into the room, he stood up immediately, nearly looking panicked at the other as he made his way to him.
“Greece, I think we need to discuss something later.”
His tone, his formal speech, his straight figure…
Greeces shoulders slumped down, closing his eyes and sinking back into his seat…
When he felt a sudden thumb against his head and something rolling down on him.
He quickly opened his eyes again, just to see a light smirk on the others face and while Greece just looked down, just a moment later softly smiling at the sight of a red apple in his lap, Japan couldn’t stop the smile on his face either, a short letter sticking out of his pocket.

“Dear Kiku,
If someone had asked me if I believed in love on first sight, I wouldn’t have been able to answer. Yes, I am a philosopher and of course I believe as something as beautiful as that, but as a nation…
No matter if it wouldn’t have been a human or country, it would have been a sin, impossible from the start. Its not an option for us, and I believed that as well.
That is… Until I saw you.
A body so small and fragile, skin as white and clear as the light of the stars and hair, so thin, soft and dark as a moonless night.
Your expression being the opposite though, sure and strong. Your whole body screaming “Protect me!”, while you just said “Leave everything to me”.
I saw from the first moment that we were alike, longing to say more then we did, but unsure on how others would think, if they where to understand.
I fell for you the first moment I saw into your strong and beautiful eyes.
I knew it was a mistake, I knew it well. Relationships between nations can change so easily… One moment friends, the next enemies, and later allied again, though now bruised and broken by former hatred. I know how great my sin was…
I want you to know though, that no matter what happens between out nations, no matter how worse it gets…
I, not as a nation but as a person, will always care for you.
I will always love you.

In deepest admiration,
your Heracles.”

The Invisible Cord- Ch. 2

Thank you as always to @alittlemissfit who is always able to make my words make sense. 

Sneak peek: I wonder if a little pain will make this day easier.

Chapter 1

This chapter is NSFW! 

November 2011
Somewhere in rural Virginia

The sun is peeking through the blinds but I’ve been up for hours. Mulder’s hand lies heavy on my hip and I feel the sudden urge to turn and curl up against him, but I don’t want to wake him. Instead I roll away from the window to face him, watch his sleeping face.

“You okay?” he asks after a few minutes, not even needing to open his eyes.
I nod but then remember he can’t see me. Moving closer to him I curl into a ball, effectively trap my arms against his chest. He moves on instinct, wraps his arm around my back before kissing my forehead.

“Yeah,” I sight. “I just didn’t sleep well.”

“It’s her birthday,” he murmurs, his breath warming the top of my head.

“I know,” I murmur back, then lightly push him onto his back.

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Imagine being Rafael’s daughter and meeting the squad after you witness a crime

(A/N: Dedicated to the Anon who suggested it and bumped this up the list. Sorry for the wait. First one of it’s kind.  I want to write continuations for this so definitely get excited for those. I hope you enjoy and to the anon who suggested it. I hope I meet your expectations! Enjoy!) 

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Imagine being Rafael’s daughter and meeting the squad after you witness a crime

“And it’s the schools Father Daughter dance on…” you continued to say before stopping yourself as you realised he wasn’t listening, “Dad!”

“Hmm.” he said looking up from his monetarily at you from across the counter as he simultaneously poured milk into a bowl of cereal.

“Is on Friday, at the Glasshouses.” you finished.

“What is?” he questioned, still looking at his phone.

“The Father-Daughter dance.” you chuckled, “You said you would come.”

“On Friday night?” he asked for reassurance.

You nodded inn confirmation.

“I don’t know Y/N. I might be busy that night.” he offered, shooting you a cautious look.

“I understand.” you sighed, slightly disappointed, “I can see how you would be busy at 8:00 on a Friday night.”

He smirked at you, releasing what you were getting at.

“Alright, I’ll try to come. I might be late, so don’t say I didn’t warn you.” he gave in, walking round the kitchen counter and putting the cereal bowl in front of you.

“That’s all I ask,” you smiled before looking down at the bowl, “What’s this?”

“I made you breakfast.” he responded as if it was obvious.

You took a dangerous glance to the sink were the empty bowl of cereal you had finished fifteen minutes ago sat, ready to go into the dishwater.

“Thanks Dad.” you grinned, scooping up a spoonful.

“You’re welcome.” he said obviously pleased with himself, “Do you need money for lunch?”

“I take my lunch to school.” you reminded gesturing to your bag which had your lunch on top of it in the seat next to you.

“Since when?” he asked, confused.

“Since always.” you informed.

“Right.” he nodded, with a sigh.

“But I do need money for dinner, because I’m assuming you’re going to be back late.” you offered, so he wouldn’t feel too bad.

“How much do you need?” he asked, pulling his wallet and finally putting his phone down.

“Fifty dollars.” you stated.

“For take-out for one? I don’t think so.” he scoffed.

“I’m not going to order in. I’m going to buy groceries.” you explained.

“Doesn’t Sarah do that?” he questioned, referencing your maid who also did the grocery shopping each week.

“She does but you gave her the week off so she could go Vermont for her sisters Wedding.” you reminded, giving him an all-knowing expression.

He was trying to come off an annoyed but you could tell he was slightly disappointed in himself for not remembering. He was trying.

“I’m giving you thirty. Drop a few of those fancy vegetables you insist on buying.” he played off handing you a mixture of notes that totalled thirty dollars.

“Alright, but if I starve…” you joked.

“It will be one less thing for me to worry about.” he smirked, quickly glancing at his watch, “I’ve got to go.”

He quickly grabbed your hand and directed the spoonful of cereal that was on it into his own mouth. You gave him a look of protest, but you secretly didn’t mind. You weren’t going to finish it anyway. He gave you a wink before, grabbing his briefcase and heading for the door.

“Love you Dad.” you called after him.

“Love you too kiddo.” he called back after a pause.

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Parties Can Hurt Sometimes Part7 (Dan Howell)

An incoming call woke me up the next morning, with sleepy eyes I accepted the call before sitting up straight, looking to my right I found that side empty making me frown sadly.

“Hello?” I asked rubbing my eyes

“Morning (y/n)” I heard Dan say

“Dan… You left early, don’t you know it’s rude to leave your hook up waking up the next morning alone?” I joked

“Yeah… I’m sorry about that Phil texted me about a meeting we had at 8 so I had to leave.”

“Oh it’s okay. About yesterday…” I started to say

“I know I’m glad we talked too, I really did miss you and I’m glad we’re friends again” He said warmly

“Me too. I missed you too, umm Dan after we talked… Do you remember anything else happening?” I asked not wanting to say it right away

“Not really, after that we just went to bed and that’s it. Why? Did I say something in my sleep?” He asked worriedly

“Oh nothing, nothing. It-it doesn’t matter…” I answered quietly

We said our goodbyes after that as I sat on my bed looking down at my phone, unable to move, of course he wouldn’t remember it and even if he did why would of he said anything. Shaking my head I got up from the bed, making it and walking to the kitchen for some breakfast. Taking out everything I needed and starting to prepare my meal I kept thinking back to last night, to the kiss, to how I’d told Dan we couldn’t sleep in the same bed anymore and minutes later we were doing the exact same thing. Even though I knew it was wrong I couldn’t help but want it to happen again, but knew better and knew it couldn’t happen. After breakfast I took a shower, got ready and headed into the town. It was a nice day out and I still needed to finish my Christmas shopping. Town was fairly busy like always but not the point where it was suffocating thankfully, walking into a few shops I got things I’d seen before but haven’t had time to get, heading to lazy oaf for some new clothes. After that I went to a cute little restaurant near by opting to continue looking around afterwards, once I finished lunch I was heading down the street when a familiar voice stopped me.

“(Y/N)?” Said Samantha in a questioning tone coming closer to me, once she saw it was me a smile crept onto her face as she came to hug me “It is you, how’d you been? It seems so long since I last saw you” She said pulling away

“Yeah, it’s been quite a while. I’ve been good, you?” I politely asked }

“Oh I’ve been great. Specially today, would you believe Dan surprised me with breakfast this morning?” She said making me frown “He can be so sweet at times”

“Really? This morning?” I asked with a raised eyebrow

“Yeah, why?” She said confused

“Oh nothing. I just thought I heard Phil say they had a meeting today or something like that, must of got the day wrong, right?” I said chuckling to which she joined

“Probably. Well what are you doing right now? I was on my way to their place so maybe you would want to come with” She said tilting her head slightly to the right

“Sure, I’m done shopping anyways so why not” I said with a smirk trying to hide my anger

I mean seriously Dan? That was your big ‘meeting’? He could of just told me the truth and say he was going to Samantha’s place instead of lying. It’s not like I would get mad of it, she is his girlfriend after all and if he wanted to see her it would be more than obvious and okay. Shaking the thought off we headed to the train station and then to their house. On the way there Sam tried making small talk to which I responded a few things but not the hole 'OMG we are so gonna become best friends’ type of way. Once in front of their door I was about to knock on it when Sam stopped me holding up a key with a little smirk and opened the door. It took me a second to snap out of it and get inside, thinking to myself 'what the actual hell?’. Since when does she have a key to their apartment? Why don’t I have a key to their apartment, I’ve known them way longer than she has and she is the one with a key? If I was mad before now I was just straight up furious. Walking into the lounge we were greeted by the both of them playing some video game I really didn’t care about since all my mind could process was that I needed to talk to Dan.

“Hey guys! Look who I found wondering town” Sam said as I put the bags I was carrying on the table

“Hey…” I said as they looked my way

“(Y/N)!” Phil said pausing the game and coming to hug me

“Hey” Dan said shyly, clearly not expecting me here

“What’s all the bags about?” Phil questioned trying to look inside on of them until I stopped him

“No…” I said moving my finger side to side “This are presents, you can’t see them. One of them might or might not be yours” I said with a smile

“Uuuuuh” Phil said intrigued moving away from the bags

“I’m bored!” Samantha whined “Can we watch a movie?”

“That sounds fun, I’ll go make the popcorn. Any help guys?” I asked no on in particular

“I’ll help” Dan said getting up as Sam looked through Netflix

We walked in silence to the kitchen, as I started looking for popcorn and put it in the microwave then looked for other things we could eat. Just as I was taking some bowls out I decided it was a good time to confront Dan.

“So… How was the meeting?” I asked still focused on what I was doing

“It-It was good. We talked about a lot of things” He said making me take a deep breath before turning to look at him

“Really? That’s interesting since Samantha told me you came by her house around the time you said you were in a meeting” I said tilting my head a bit with a questioning look

“Did she?” He asked clearly nervous which made me sigh

“You know Dan, if you were going to see her you should of just told me. I mean it’s not like I was going to get mad or anything. She is your girlfriend after all” I said coming closer to him and putting one hand on his arm

“But that’s the thing” He started moving away from me and closer to the sink “Sam is my girlfriend, not you.” He said turning to look at me

“I know that” I said frowning in confusion

“Then why did you kiss me?” He said slightly loud to which I moved closer to him in an effort to make him quiet

“Wow, wow, wow. Hold on a minute.” I said shaking my head as I blinked a few times “I did not kiss you, we kissed each other.” I clarified

“Well we shouldn’t have. It was wrong” He said harshly, hurting me a little

“I-I’m sure we didn’t mean to. We were tired and really close to each other, it was probably just default, impulsion. Like some type of muscle memory” I tried to explain

“You can’t tell anyone! You can’t tell anyone, specially Sam. You can’t do that to me” He said coming a little closer making me frown in slight anger

Did he really think I would tell someone, knowing he’s in a relationship. That I would tell his girlfriend out of everyone I know, that I would tell her? Low blow Howell.

“I-I wasn’t going to” I said still frowning as I shake my head and looked up at him with pursed lips from anger “I should probably go.”

Turning around I started to head out the kitchen but before fully out I turned around to look at him.

“Oh and by the way. It’s so nice to know that your girlfriend of a few months has a key to your apartment over your best friend of two years.” I finished raising an eyebrow

Walking into the lounge I took hold of all the bags making up an excuse to why I had to leave before heading out the door, seeing Dan on the way out I just mumbled a small 'bye’ and left.


Stumbling into my we kept our lips together in a passionate kiss, our hands roaming every inch of our bodies. Pulling apart I took a deep breath before making him lay down on the bed, me on top of him as I reconnected our lips once more. I left his hands move to my bum squeezing it hard.

“Oh Joe…” I moaned out making him smirk and do it again

As he started kissing my neck I smiled and let myself go, being consumed into the night and the pleasure.


job au prompt:  ‘rumor has it that you’re a hairdresser with magic fingers and you can fix any bad hair day so that’s why I’m here’ 

You couldn’t remember the last time you treated yourself. Life as of late had become a blur of long meetings, endless stacks of paperwork and with it came an insatiable caffeine addiction. So when you strolled past a familiar salon your coworkers had been endlessly praising you didn’t hesitate to enter the establishment.

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Sam and Dean are fooling around at school (janitor's closet, empty classroom, etc.) and get caught by a teacher. Both boys are completely unashamed and brazen about it. You can decide what level of 'fooling around' they were doing (making out, oral, shirts off, whatever). :) Teacher's POV please!! And thank you in advance!

She worked there eighteen years. She roamed the halls and watched the children grow up and go off to wherever their futures took them.

Mrs.Knight had taking a liking to her small school in Idaho. The kids were nice, her co-workers were also polite, and her pay was good enough. She started out at 28 and she was now 46.

But, these two boys walk into school and cause an uproar. One too handsome for any of the girls to fathom and another adorable. Sam and Dean, she learned. Winchester she would forever remember.

The Dean boy, he had a weird look in his green eyes. Gleaming and smart, clever. But it was different when he looks at his brother, unusual.

She couldn’t pin point it as they walked down the hall together after class let out one day.

“And here we have–”

“Mrs.Knight, I feel sick. I need to go to the bathroom,” Sam interrupts her one day.

His face is bright red, his hazel eyes urgent as he hopped up out of his seat.

“Uh, fine.”

The young boy had snagged his black book bag with him and hurried out the class, bangs hiding his eyes.

She knew Sam was a good kid even though he had only been here a week. She had already heard stories about his older brother. Intelligent, but bored; too cool.

She got a weird feeling in her stomach and twisted blonde locks between her fingers.

She still loves the way her black heels ‘click, clack’ down the long hallway on its yellow tiles. She used swing her hips a little for effect, but she’s 46 with tired brown eyes and creeking bones. Her doctor tells her she stands up too much.

She goes click, clacking down the hall to the janitors closet at the end of the way. She’ll take a couple of markers and pens and be on her merry way.

She opens up the door, they just put a new metal one in. The old one creaked loudly every time it let someone in. She hated it.

Its dimly lit and stuffy, smells like bleach. There’s a large, metal rack that separates the large room. The other side is just a lot of space with a single rolling chair. She knows the janitor sits in here for his break.

She hears a sound, then. Small and whiny, she stops.

“Oh, harder,” she hears a desperate whimper from the other side of the rack.

She tip toes slowly over to peer through the supply rack. Mrs.Knight doesn’t know whether to be surprised or not.

“Dean, so good. Your mouth feels so good,” Sam gasps.

Dean sits on the rolling chair, legs spread as he’s slightly slumped. Sam sits in his lap, chest pushed out forwards his brothers mouth. The older takes his time and sucks softly, lazily at his brothers left nipple.

She can hear his suckling noises as Sam ruts and sobs against him. He tugs at the older boys hair, pushing his head closer.

“I need it, Dean. I want you so bad,” Sam bites his lip as he throws his head back and grinds down hard.

The scene is erotic. The young boy’s flannel hangs from a pale, smooth shoulder and his hair is sticking to his forehead, body glistening with sweat; maybe saliva.

“You all strung out, baby? Just a period before lunch you were complaining that my texts had you hard and squirming. Told me you had to leave class,” Deans voice is low and aroused, and he goes back to suck at the other nipple.

Sam cries out softly, opening up his jeans and reaching inside. Before he can pull himself out, she talks.

“Stop!” She squeaks, stepping out from behind the rack.

Dean slowly turns to look at her and Sam only blushes as he blinks at her with lidded eyes.

“Mrs.Knight, tsk, tsk, tsk. Watching us, hm?” Dean scolds softly, then licks at Sam’s abused nipples.

“N-no! You shouldn’t be molesting him like this, he’s only a child!” Her voice shakes.

She’s never experienced something like this, seeing such a thing. Such an abomination.

“He’s not m-molesting me,” Sam answers, pulling his flannel back over his shoulder.

The boy is fifteen, he is a child.

“Now, I’m about to fuck him. So, either you sit and watch, but don’t touch. Or you can leave and not say a word,” Dean sighs as Sam concentrates on unbuckling his belt.

Deans eyes are glazed over, bored with her already. Sam moans when he finally gets Dean out of his boxers. She can see that he’s big, she scared for the younger boy. But Sam is wriggling to get out of his jeans, looking over his shoulder at her to catch her answer.

“If you do tell. I’ll tell them you were watching,” Dean whispers, licking his lips as his brother drops the shirt to the floor, revealing a beautiful back, arched gracefully.

She doesn’t know what to do as Sam drops to his knees in front of Dean and licks at his length.

“But you two…” Mrs.Knight trails off, horrified.

“Brothers?” Dean finishes quietly as he runs a gentle hand through Sams hair, his eyes getting that unusual look again as his younger brother sucks him down.

“We know,” Dean continues, thrusting shallow.

Mrs.Knight turns and leaves wordlessly. She makes sure the metal door clicks shut firmly, pens and markers forgotten.

She 'click, clacks’ back down the hall on the yellow tile. She waves hello to her polite co-workers and nice students.

She doesn’t forget the look in Dean Winchesters eyes.


She still loves the way her heels 'click, clack’ against the floor.

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anon requested: Jackson + “Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?”

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It’s A Lie // General Hux // Part 1

Pairing: General Hux x Reader

Fandom: Star Wars

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Summary/Prompt: (Got the idea from reading this Hux HC) Hux isn’t used to anyone genuinely caring about him, anyone who has ever treated him with any amount of kindness wanted something in return from him. So when (Y/N) comes along, and shows him that someone can be kind and not expect anything in return he isn’t sure how he feels about it. 

A/N: This is part 1, and there will be a part 2, but I’m not sure when. Sorry loves. Hope you enjoy.

(Ao3) (Part 2) (Masterlist)

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You had been training under General Hux for almost three weeks at this point, when you first started you thought it was going to be a train wreck. Everyone you had met leading up to your first encounter with Hux made you believe he didn’t care about anything but his power, and how he could do better. You found after the first few days with him that this was untrue, yes Hux does like his power, and where he stands ahead of most everyone. But it wasn’t hard to notice that really what he truly craved was organization, he wanted everything in working order, he wants his men and women trained well, and mostly he wants nothing to get in the way of his organization.

No one understood how you were so calm around him, even when he was losing his temper on someone. The answer was simple: he only gets mad when people get in his way of keeping things moving. If people were more careful at their jobs, chances are General Hux wouldn’t be so angry all the time.

You noticed throughout the past few days that Hux hadn’t been eating, or drinking anything all day. He would go almost a full twenty-four hours before he remembered to drink something, let alone eat. It had baffled everyone that you had been friends with for years that you were skipping lunch with them today, and bringing food to Hux who hadn’t eaten in far too long. “Hux is a big boy (Y/N), he can feed himself.” Officer Lasek laughed, as you walked past him with for for Hux to eat.

“I’m aware of that Lasek. But he works a hell of a lot harder than anyone else here, so I’m bringing him food to remind him that he does still require food.” You rolled your eyes, walking past the table and making your way to General Hux’s office. It was on the other side of the ship, but it wouldn’t be the first time you’ve walked from the canteen to his office.

You opened the door, and saw Hux looking from the holo pad and back to a piece of paper in front of him quickly. “Sir?” You question after a few second of observing. He looked up to you angrily for a second before his face changed to completely neutral expression. “Yes (L/N)?” He looks back to the holo pad, shaking his head slightly in discontent with something on the screen.

“You should eat.” You state, stepping closer to him, setting the food down that you’d grabbed for him, as well as a canteen of water. He glanced at the food you’d set down, and up to you curiously. “What do you want?” He groans, throwing his head back in exasperation.

You raised an eyebrow at him, unsure of what he was talking abut. “Sir?” You ask, watching his expression grow bored while looking at you. “What. Do. You. Want?” He repeats, angrily standing up and walking past you to the other side of the office. “You hadn’t eaten in a while, I figured you should eat?” You continue to watch him walk around the room. He stopped for half a second as you finished, but you could barely tell by how fast he had continued going.

“Why would you be worried about when I eat?” He asks incredulously, finally moving back to his dest to sit down. “Because I’ve noticed you’ll go a full day before realizing that you haven’t had anything to eat or drink. It’s not healthy, and I just figured I’d bring you something.” You give him a quick smile, and leave his office directly after.

Hux sat in his chair staring at the door, trying to understand what had just happened. She couldn’t have actually been worried. He thinks to himself, She just doesn’t want to deal with you if you went too long without eating. Yeah, that’s it. Hux turns his nose up at what you’d set in front of him, and pushes it away from him. While he continues to focus on the defects of the new system he’s working on, he finds himself thirsty beyond belief. It’s here anyway, she meant for you to drink it. He sighs, almost like he’d been defeated in an argument and grabs the canteen and drinking the whole thing in a matter of seconds.

You returned to Hux’s office no more than twenty minutes later, after checking to see that everything Hux needed for his meting that was a mere fifteen minutes after your break ended. As you entered the room about to hand the files to Hux, you saw his head hung and him rubbing his temples. “Are you alright, General? Do you need me to get you something?” You ask, putting the files by the door so he’ll remember.

His head shot up, looking you over curiously. “Why do you do that?” He asks, standing up and crossing his arms over his chest. “Do what, sir?” You cock your head to the side slightly, trying to figure out what he was talking about now. His eyes land behind you, and on the files you’d set down “You grabbed those files for me, while you were on a break. You don’t have to work during breaks (Y/N).” You are slightly shocked at him using your given name, not your last name. Head never done that before. You turn your head and look at the files then back to Hux “I knew you needed them for the meeting, I just figured that I would grab them for you that way you didn’t worry about grabbing them.” You shrug, not understanding his change in behavior.

“Why though? Why would you care what I worry about, or how frequently I eat?” He snapped, making you take a step back in shock. He continued to glare at you like you had done something wrong, but you still couldn’t figure out why caring about him was a bad thing. “Because part of working under you is making your job easier. Getting files for you is— at least I thought helping you.” You weren’t really sure how to react to his outburst, so you continued to stay a few steps away from him. Not in fear that he would hurt you, but that you just didn’t want to be closer than you had to be at the moment.

He narrowed his eyes at you, in attempt to figure out what you really wanted. “Then explain the food.” He demands, pointing to the remains of the food you’d left for him. “I was worried about your lack of eating. Did I do something wrong? If I did, I’m sorry General.” You start to feel bad, unsure of what you had done to make him angry with you. He was find before you’d come to his office during lunch. “Was it because I came in here while you were working?”

He give you the most astonished look before shaking his head at you. “No? I-“ He groans, frustrated with his lack of words. “I just yelled at you, for being kind to me. And you question if you had done something wrong?” He watches you completely amazed that you hadn’t gotten angry with him for mistreating you.

“Well, you were angry with me. That would lead me to believe you were,” You pause looking around not understanding the situation at all “angry with me.” He only shakes his head at you, and looks away. “No. Well, I was.” He stops himself, wondering if he should somehow apologize for how he acted. “You may have the remainder of the day off. But I expect you to be here on time tomorrow morning.” He clears his throat, and turns his back to you. “Um, thank you. Thank you General.” You mumble turning around and walking to the door.

EXO's Reaction to You Being Another Member's Fraternal Twin

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You were the new trainee at SM Entertainment, finally being able to enter the company after reassuring your twin brother, Luhan, that you would be able to take care of yourself. Your first day as a trainee, you were already being planned to be promoted to the public. SM planned to do so by having you feature at EXO’s upcoming solo concert. When you entered the practice room, several of the EXO members were already inside awaiting you. The one that caught your eyes the most was Sehun, remembering your twin brother had mentioned he was the Korean member he was closest to next to Xiumin.

“Yo, guys,” you said casually, completely forgetting that you were supposed to address them as “sunbae-nims” now. It was a habit for you to greet others like that because Luhan had said it so many times that it caught onto you like the plague.

Immediately, Sehun raised his eyebrows, as the rest of the EXO members did too when they recognized the word you had said to greet them. Awkwardly, you rubbed your nape and tried to explain to them, “Ahh, Luhan Gege is actually my twin.”

The members would gape at you in surprise, not totally believing it because you looked nothing like your twin brother but there’s the downside of being fraternal twins. On the other hand, Sehun had recalled Luhan mentioning you once and had even seen a picture of you when you were younger. So he choked on the water he had been chugging down, completely caught off guard that you would be there after Luhan had left due to bad conditions.


You had accepted Kai’s proposal to take you on a date at a BBQ restaurant without telling you twin brother, Xiumin, who you were going with. He only knew that you were getting fed beef for free. Even if they were from the same group, it was none of his business. Likewise, Kai had no idea you were related to Xiumin and you would have liked to keep it that way. How would the poor child react if he knew you were older than he was?

You two were so immersed in eating and talking to one-another that you didn’t realized the sunny weather outside had turned cloudy and a storm was coming. Xiumin, being the overprotective “older brother” that he is, decided that he would go down to the BBQ restaurant to bring you and your date a umbrella just in case, so you two won’t get wet and sick.

“Y/N?” Xiumin called out as he tapped the top of your head with the umbrella, “What are you doing here with Kai?”

“Xiumin Oppa!” you shouted as you frantically looked back and forth from your twin brother to Kai, registering the confused expression on his face.

“You know each other, Hyung?” he questioned with his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

“This is the sister I was talking about, Kai.”

“Oh!” Kai shouted in realization before he slowly stuffed his mouth with more beef. He suddenly felt awkward about dating his Hyung’s twin sister but he still liked her nonetheless.


Chanyeol’s phone had gone off approximately twelve times now and it was starting to get on Baekhyun’s nerves. It was one of the precious days off that the members get to have and he had wanted to spend it playing video games with the giant male. Instead, he was texting with some unknown person for the longest time.

“Who are you talking to?” Baekhyun finally gave up trying to catch Chanyeol’s attention and decided to plop down beside him to look over his shoulder. He didn’t mean to be nosy but there was nothing else to do.

“My twin sister, Y/N!” Chanyeol answered as he grinned, “She’s coming over soon so be nice.”

Baekhyun rolled his eyes but agreed anyways, even if he felt a little bit annoyed he couldn’t play video games now. As if right on cue, the doorbell rang and Chanyeol ran to open it, revealing you on the other side.

“Chanyeol Oppa! I brought food that Yoora Unnie made earlier!” you held up a large lunch box in your hand before looking behind Chanyeol and spotting a rather bored-looking Baekhyun, “Hi, Baekhyun Oppa!”

“Hi, Y/N,” Baekhyun waved awkwardly, making it seem like he saluted to you instead. He turned away so he wouldn’t let his irritation seep through as he mumbled to himself, “They don’t even look alike.”

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You had signed up to go on Hello Counselor with the concern that that people wouldn’t believe you were actually the twin of an idol. You were actually EXO’s Kai’s fraternal twin sister, younger by only a couple minutes. People thought you had said that to gain attention because the only thing you had in common with Kai was your love for puppies.

It was your turn to go on stage, where Kai’s bandmate, Chanyeol, was a guest for the day. Chanyeol had no idea that Kai was patiently sitting in the audience to be questioned about your concern so you were nervous that he would give you a strange look like your other friends had.

“Today’s guest, Y/N, is concerned about her friends not believing that she is related to EXO’s Kai,” the MC had announced as you slid down the slide and was helped to the middle of the stage by none other than Chanyeol himself.

Chanyeol shot you a strange look before catching a glimpse of Kai sitting patiently in the audience. So he inventively listened to your story and frustrations of being untrustworthy to your friends when in fact you were telling the truth.

“What do you think, Chanyeol?” the MC asked Chanyeol when it was his turn to vote whether he thought your concern was a concern or not.

He immediately voted “no” as he explained, “I think Y/N is pretty whether or not she looks like her brother, so it’s not a concern to me." 


You recently were hired to work at a new Innisfree storefront that had opened up at Hong Kong’s International Airport, and not that you minded much since the job paid you extra to work the graveyard shift. Often times, you were able to meet celebrities who choose to travel at such an early hour because less fans would be around to harass them.

Today, a certain tall male that your brother had introduced you to before decided to stop by Innisfree to buy himself extra hand lotion before he returned back to Korea for a month. Sure there were Innisfree stores everywhere in Korea but he never liked to shop that much so he wanted to get it done now.

"Hello, sir,” you bowed politely as he entered the store with a lost puppy look, “Do you need help looking for something?”

“Oh,” Kris stared at you for a while as if he was trying to remember something, “I’m sorry, do I know you from somewhere?”

“I’m Yixing Gege’s little sister,” you grinned cheekily as you felt happy your elder brother had talked about you to his members before.

“Oh, right. His twin sister,” he kept glancing at you with a confused expression.


“You guys don’t look alike though,” he chewed on his bottom lip as he headed off towards the section of the store that held hand lotions.


Recently, your twin brother, Baekhyun, thought it would be funny to keep mimicking everything his bandmate, Tao, said. He sometimes let you tag along to one of his dance practices so you could watch him as he worked his magic and annoyed the crap out of Tao. You found it pretty amusing, actually, and decided it would be funny if you started to mimic him as well.

“You and I are on different levels, Baekhyun!” Tao shouted one day once the EXO members had finished practicing their new comeback song for the millionth time. Baekhyun had mimicked Tao as he collapsed on the floor and mumbled out a string of incoherent Chinese sentences.

Before Baekhyun could retaliate and, oce again, mimic Tao’s words, you decided to mimic him instead, ‘You and I are on different levels, Baekhyun!“

Tao and Baekhyun glanced back at you in unison, Baekhyun looked too proud than anything else while Tao looked incredulous, in disbelief that he has to deal with another person that’s going to obnoxiously imitate his Korean.

"Who the heck are you anyways?” Tao asked harshly, a tinge of annoyance in his voice.

“That’s my elder sister, Y/N Noona, don’t be rude!” Baekhyun hit the back of Tao’s head at hearing you being spoken to rudely.

“We’re twins, actually,” you added on with a sly grin, clearly enjoying the way Tao got annoyed easily, “Can’t you tell?”

“Oh, yeah. The resemblance is uncanny,” Tao answered with a sarcastic tone as he made a funny face towards you.


You had decided to go to the amusement park with your friends for the second time this year, clearly feeling bored because your elder brother was too busy to accompany you this time around. The first time you came to the amusement park, you had gone with Suho Oppa and he’d brought along the other EXO members. It had been more fun then because the EXO members were unexpectedly hyper and energetic, which made it tedious to keep up with them all.

You had wandered off from your group of friends because they had lost your interest from the moment you guys had stepped into the amusement park and found yourself standing in front of one of the carnival games. Well, might as well play because there’s nothing better to do than win a giant teddy bear today.

“Hi, could I get twelve rings please,” you called out to the worker who had his back to you. When he turned around, you gaped at him, “Lay Oppa?”

“Um, yes? How can I help you?” he scratched the back of his head, flustered because he thought a fan had found him at his second job.

“It’s me, Suho Oppa’s twin sister?” you raised an eyebrow, still amazed at how forgetful he really could be.


“Sehun, if you keep being a brat, I’ll have to call your family to escort you home,” Suho warned as Sehun yet again gave the other members his diva-like attitude.

Suho didn’t understand what had happened today to make him act like such a spoiled brat with all the other members but he was not having any of it when he had nine other kids to look after, excluding Kris. Of course, Sehun only crossed his arms defiantly before walking off towards a corner.

“My sister is on her way anyways, so whatever,” he rolled his eyes as he stared out the window, he stared out the window in hopes that you would hurry up and come get him so he could get his flu shot over with.

A couple minutes later, you made your way inside the SM building and walked straight into EXO’s dance practice room, physically ready to drag Sehun if he refused to come with you to the doctor’s.

“Hi, I’m Sehun’s sister, Y/N,” you shook Suho’s hand as you smiled politely, “I hope he hasn’t been giving you too much trouble. I’m sorry you had to deal with the twin that has the bad attitude.”

“Oh, dear no, there’s two of them,” Suho thought to himself as he shook his head “no” and allowed you to take Sehun away from the practice room.


You were getting your hair and makeup done when the EXO members came into the dressing room, their hair and makeup already done from their previous photo shoot. He flashed them a quick smile and nodded your head in a greeting before your brother, Tao, went to go bother you.

“Jiejie, buy me lunch after the photo shoot is done,” Tao whined loudly as he shook your shoulder nonstop. You waved him off, afraid that if he kept moving you, the makeup artist would accidentally mess up your makeup.

“Why don’t you ask Luhan Gege to take you instead?” you questioned as you saw the said male approaching the two of you. You immediately waved and smiled cheekily, “Hello.”

“Hi,” Luhan waved back as he flashed a bright smile, “Wow, you look so pretty, Y/N! Though you kind of resemble Tao with makeup on.”

You shot Tao a confused look before glancing back at Luhan and replying nonchalantly, “That’s because we’re twins, Gege.”

Luhan’s eyes widened slightly in surprise before he shook his head to deny the fact, “Oh, no, you guys are totally bluffing!”


Your brother always seemed to be dragging you to all the social events that he’s being invited to on a daily basis and you weren’t sure if you were lucky or beginning to hate the fact you couldn’t just stay in the comfort of your bed.

“Oh, come on, Y/N. You’ll get to meet Xiumin Hyung today,” Kyungsoo said matter-of-factly, hoping that’ll convince you to come with him to the award ceremony that was happening later that night.

With a loud sigh, you gave in because you couldn’t even deny the fact how much time you spend fangirling over Xiumin is unhealthy. Of course, leave it to trustworthy Kyungsoo to already inform all the EXO members that you were his fraternal twin, older by just a couple minutes. It didn’t seem to phase Xiumin that much because you two looked nothing alike yet similar, with wide eyes and beautiful heart shaped lips. He founded himself intrigued by you already.

“Well, hello there,” Xiumin casually sat down next to you, his lips curved into a slight smirk, “I’m Xiumin.”


With your brother finally being home more often, you found that it was easier to bond with him than it was before. He told you about all the great opportunities that he was being offered in China and that he would take the entire family from Canada to China once he’s saved up enough money to ensure that you all would be comfortable. he even let you hang out with his friends, former bandmates from EXO.

You thought that you had already met all of EXO at least a dozen times but then realized that your brother had always refrained from introducing you to your ultimate bias: Chen. So when you bothered him about it, then continued to bother him about I again and again, he finally agreed to let you meet him and you couldn’t help but squeal loudly. Almost like a pig.

You were seated in a local and small restaurant, waiting to finally meet your ultimate bias, when Chen walks in with a wide smile plastered on is face as h makes his way towards you and Kris.

“This must be the infamous Y/N I’ve been hearing about. My number one fangirl,” he teased as he took a seat right across from you, “Wow, Kris Hyung, she really looks nothing like you!”


For a while now, Kyungsoo had been talking to the members about the girl he likes that served him coffee every morning when the members got there right before practice. He was talking about your smile and how it never failed to perk him up better than the coffee ever did, though your smile reminded him of someone else for an unknown reason. He didn’t realize that unknown reason was because Chen shared the same smile as you and Chen didn’t even realize Kyungsoo actually liked you and not your co-worker instead.

So when Kyungsoo’s cheeks reddened when you came over to throw away the member’s empty coffee cups and Chen looked at him with an unreadable expression, he knew the girl he had a crush on was you.

“Oh, my gosh, you like my sister!” Chen yelled out as he got to his feet and pointed an accusing finger towards the small and confused male, 'You, Do Kyungsoo, actually like my twin sister, Y/N, but you can’t even say “hi” to me without punching me afterwards!“

You stared at the duo with a hint of amusement because not only was your twin brother causing a scene even before the crack of dawn, but the look that Kyungsoo had as he kept shifting his gaze from you to Chen was too adorable.

# 1 Michael imagine where you've been dating a long time but Harry has a thing for you *requested*

Requested by caraloveslaughs
could you maybe do a Michael imagine where you’ve been dating a long time but Harry (from 1D) has a thing for you & takes it too far, making Mikey all jealous?

AN: My first imagine. Putting this as both 5sos and 1D as obviously they both feature in this. I hope I do this well especially since it was requested. also sorry it took me so long!

Yourself and Michael had been dating for a few years now. You had met when your father moved to Australia when you were 15. However when your father decided to move back to your birth country that’s when you got worried. But with Michael being on tour with 1D it didn’t matter as he wouldn’t be in Australia that often anyway.
For your birthday your Father and Michael worked together to get you to go spend some time with Michael and the lads on tour for a while.
“Y/N!” Michael shouted when he saw you walking towards him, he sprinted towards you as he couldn’t wait an extra second not being able to hold you. “I’ve missed you so much!”
“I’ve missed you too. Wow your face isn’t in 2D,” You replied
“Do you want to know what else isn’t 2D,” he said giving you a cocky smile.
“You didn’t even last 10 seconds before saying something like…that!” you said while playfully hitting him in the stomach.
“Come on, I’ll introduce you to the One Direction lads,” putting his arm around your shoulders and leading you to a big building.

Inside he guided you into a room which you could immediately tell was currently full of the male gender, the room was a mess and it had that faint male sent.
“Y/N is here!” Michael shouted into the room,
“Y/N!” you heard 3 familiar voices shout and you were crushed in a big hug by all 3. “We’re so glad you are here, you can finally help Michael become less acquainted with his hand!” you felt your cheeks go bright red as Michael pulled you away from your 3 friends.
“Right, Y/N this is Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall and Harry.” Michael said pointing to each of the 1D boys in turn.
“Y/N, it’s great to finally meet a beauty like you,” Harry said winking to you making your already red face somehow even redder.
And that was how it all started.

Due to the release of the new album you couldn’t spend as much time with Michael and the others. Feeling upset you went for a walk around in the stadium the boys were set to play in tonight.
“You shouldn’t be wandering around alone you know” you heard someone say behind you making you jump.
“Oh harry, you startled me!”
“Y/N, would you like to have some lunch with me before sound check?” he asked
“I would love to” you replied. You both walked to the catering car and got some lunch together, when you were finished you both went to his dressing room. You both talked for what felt like hours. When Harry was called to go to sound check you felt lonely. You had no Michael and now you had no Harry. No one was around. You decided you would go watch sound check from side stage.After a few minutes you felt someone’s arms snake around your waste.
“What have you been up to Y/N?” Michael whispered into your ear kissing your neck.
“Went for a walk, had lunch with Harry then spoke to him for a while,”
“Harry? Why would you have lunch with him?”
“Because he was the only person around, why are you asking?”
“No reason Y/N” he replied, you turned in his arms so you were facing him, you saw his face had a look on it that you hadn’t seen before.
“Whats wrong Michael?”
“Nothing Y/N, leave it.” He said walking off, you were very confused.

The next day you found yourself bored again.  A knock at hotel room door your door lifted your spirits.
“Hey Y/n” It was Harry, “Would you like to come to the cinema with me?”
“Of course I would!” you answered willing to do anything to cure you of your boredom.
While at the Cinema you took a selfie with Harry and posted it to twitter.
‘Cinema day with the amazing Harry Styles’
‘@Y/T/N more like cinema date haha’
Harry replied. Smiling with him you watched the film.

Later that night you heard loud shouting coming from another hotel room.
“Keep your damned hands off her Styles!” Michael’s voice boomed,
“And if I don’t? I don’t see your problem Michael? You ask her to come on tour with us and then every day you leave her here on her own! What do you expect her to do? Sit around bored out of her mind every day waiting for you or go out with someone who actually makes time to spend with her.”
“My problem is that you can have any girl you want and yet you still try to take mine. Yes I haven’t spent as much time with her as I could have but that doesn’t mean you can make your move when I’m not around!”
“Oh Fuck off Michael. Decide what you want. Because you can’t have her waiting for you all the time. If you want to spend time with her do that, don’t go off on one if you can’t have her all the time because she most certainly can’t have you all the time. I’ve been with her while you haven’t; I’ve been curing her boredom while you haven’t. I have made time for her while, guess what, you haven’t” There was no response from Michael. You just heard a door slam, quickly diving into you bed, the key card clicked and the door to your room opened. The bed dipped and you felt familiar arms around you.
“Please don’t ever leave me Y/N” he whispered in your ear,
“I never would Michael, we’ve been together for too long, through too much!”
“I’m just worried…”
“Don’t be! I love you and no one will ever stop that! If it would make you feel better I can stop spending time with Harry,”
“I don’t want to be a controlling boyfriend. You don’t have to but just keep a small distance from him when you are with him, you two were too close in that picture,”
“The camera is only small. We have to be near each other” you smirked.
“You know exactly what I mean Y/n. Just remember that you are mine.”
“I’m yours Michael,” you said closing your eyes and snuggling closer into him.

From then on Michael made sure he could spend as much time with you as he could while you were visiting. Much to your dismay when he asked you to come along to those early morning interviews in which you had to wake up at un godly hours of the morning.    

AN: I hope that wasn’t too bad. I’m not 100% sure it was as good as it could have been. but i honestly had no idea how to do this situation well. Hopefully this was good enough :)