anonymous asked:

Hello ^-^ May I request some angst imagines for Soldier, McCree, and Genji where they call on holovid to their S/O who is currently away on a mission because they miss them. They talk for a minute (cue mushy talk) and then their S/O gets shot by an enemy? Whether they live or die is up to you. ouo

A/N: Decided to only do Genji and Soldier since they were a little long, and I figured I could make things a little more angsty if I threw in a couple of everyone’s favorite Talon members. These are kind of sad, but hey, isn’t that the point of writing angst? Besides, there’s some weird sense of pride when you write something like this. There’s some blood mentions in the story, though I try not to go into gruesome detail.

Soldier 76:

76 let out a long groan as he slumped further into his chair. The amount of intelligence that Overwatch brought in was staggering, and he had foolishly volunteered to help sort through it. Even when he was Strike-Commander, he never much cared for paperwork, it was an unfortunate part of the job. He could feel his eyes glazing over as he stared at the pile of papers that covered his desk. He’d earned a quick break, if only to refresh his mind before jumping back into his work. The metallic visor detached with a satisfying click, 76 cracked a small smile as the warm air of his office caressed his skin.

The visor was certainly a useful tool, and did wonders for hiding who he once was from prying eyes, but it wasn’t designed with comfort in mind. 76 reached into his pocket, withdrawing a small rectangular device. The screen flashed to life with a touch of his finger, the simplistic UI leaving each icon plainly visible. His hand lingered above the icon for a video call, inwardly debating on whether or not to get in touch. You’d been sent on a mission, and personal calls back to base weren’t exactly frequent when in combat. There was the odd call between active duty, but the responsibilities one had in the field took priority over phoning home.

76 shook his head, knowing that he shouldn’t even consider calling, distractions could be fatal in this line of work. Sighing gently, he decided against his better instincts, tapping the icon to initiate a video call. The device rang for several seconds, before the screen flashed again, your face appearing before him.

“Hey you. Miss me already?” You joked, smiling warmly at the grizzled man on the other side of the screen. A splash of redness tinted 76′s cheeks, though an untrained eye would have difficulty spotting it.

“Just checking in, making sure everything’s going smoothly.” He spoke stoically, his gruff tone as even as ever.

“Things are looking good, I’d say we’ll be able to wrap up within a few days tops. Talon’s been unusually quiet, not that I’m complaining.” You relaxed your posture, slumping against a nearby wall.

“Glad to hear it. I take it that intel was off?”

“Seems that way. I’m honestly rather happy that we didn’t run into him.”

“Me too, but don’t let your guard down.” You smiled at each other. 76 was never terribly emotional, but he let you know that he cared in his own way. Subtle shifts in his tone or posture, the occasional praise, even a kiss now and again.

“I never do. When I get back, what do you say we-” A rattle from down the hall drew your attention away from your partner. “Hold on a second.” 76 nodded, his face wearing its usual stern expression. You disappeared from the device’s view, a roughly textured wall the only image 76 could see. A yelp peaked his attention, the screen still showing the wall you once laid against.

“Y/N? Are you okay? Answer me!” He could feel the fear rising in his throat as he awaited a reply. The silence was deafening, until the device was raised into the air by an unseen hand. The screen shifted from the wall, to focusing on your battered body held by a single clawed gauntlet.

“Hello Jack…” The anguished voice was all too familiar to 76, the venom lacing his old friend’s words was palpable, even through the call. “I see you’ve taken interest in someone a little… younger…” 76 winced as he watched Reaper’s hand tighten further around your throat, small traces of blood leaking over the ends of his claws.

“Let them go Reyes!” 76 roared, nearly snapping the device between his hands. Reaper’s grip continued to grow tighter, the blood covering his claws beginning to drip towards the ground. “Let them go goddammit!”

“I told you, I will get my revenge.” The expressionless mask stared into his very soul, thin black mist flowing from the openings. He could feel tears begin to roll down his cheeks as he watched you struggle, the iron grip of the reaper was inescapable.

“Jack… I love you…” You coughed out between ragged breaths, your throat felt as though it was going to burst into flames. The pressure Reaper exerted was unimaginable, his force overwhelming your senses.

“I love you so much…” He croaked. “I’m so sorry…”

“How touching.” Reaper sneered, tightening his grip around your neck, snapping it as though it were a twig. It took every ounce of self control 76 had to not cry out in anguish, he could at the very least deny Reaper the satisfaction of watching him break. Reaper discarded your body, placing the device on the ground to leave your corpse in perfect view of the camera. “I’ll be seeing you soon, Jack.”

“I’m so sorry…” He whimpered, his hands trailing the screen as he stared at your remains. His heart ached as he sobbed uncontrollably, apologizing over and over again. “I’m so sorry…”


Genji stretched his arms high into the air as he pushed himself to his feet. Meditation certainly was relaxing, but his joints always felt a little stiff after an extended session. Normally he’d be able to fill some time in the day training with you, or at least relaxing near you. Since you were away on a mission, his day was rather open unless he wanted to spend every waking hour working on his form. A metallic sigh escaped his helmet, Genji found himself rather bored when he wasn’t able to spend time with you. Sure, Zenyatta was more than happy to spend time alongside his pupil, but he was hardly the life of the party. Anything outside of meditation or inward reflection was an alien concept to the enlightened Omnic.

If he was going to relax, he was at least going to do it somewhere with a view. Genji deftly scaled the walls of Watchpoint Gibraltar, making his way to the highest point of the Overwatch base. A small rooftop presented an exceptional view of the bay below, and interruptions this far off the beaten path were extremely rare. Genji had discovered the space during his original tenure with Overwatch before its collapse. Having somewhere to be alone was comforting when he was still adjusting to his cybernetic body. Though once he joined the reformed Overwatch and met you, the rooftop took on a different function.

Instead of somewhere Genji could retreat from the world, it became a space where he could share some quality time with you. A pair of bean bag chairs had been dragged up here by the youngest Shimada, and you were rather insistent that a small rug be placed between them. The metallic rooftop was far from inviting before you each cleaned it up a little, it was almost cozy now. Finding joy in the simpler things was something Genji used to be incapable of doing, but it was almost second nature when he was with you. Being able to take in such a gorgeous view alongside an equally as gorgeous partner was something he wouldn’t trade for the world.

Genji smiled as he settled into the green chair, withdrawing a communications device from his waist. You were away on a mission, sure, but you each tried to make time to talk to one another when you were apart. The device sprung to life as his fingers deftly tapped away at it, quickly opening a video call to your device. It rang for an instant, before your face appeared on the screen.

“I was just about to call you.” You laughed, smiling warmly at Genji.

“Sorry, I’m just a little too fast for you.” Genji chuckled, opening his helmet to reveal his rugged face. Scars from his mortal injuries at his brother’s hands lined his face, though you were adamant that they made him look sexy. “I thought you might miss this view.” Genji spun the device so that the camera faced the shining bay, the waves gently crashing against the rocks below.

“That is a nice view, but I think I prefer the one of you even more.” You playfully flirted, earning a smirk from Genji as he flipped the device back towards himself.

“I can’t blame you, green definitely looks good on me.” He joked, laughing alongside you. “I trust that everything is going smoothly?”

“Nothing I can’t handle, I learned from the best, after all.”

“That you did, but you’re not a cyborg ninja.”

“I like to think I’m pretty close.”

“I can agree with that.” You both laughed again, the relaxing dynamic between the two of you always did wonders when one of you was out in the field. It was hard to be stressed out about a mission when you were joking around together.

“Oh! That reminds me, I was-” A gunshot cut off your speech, a hole now present in your forehead. Genji felt his blood run cold as he watched you sit there wordlessly, your posture slumping backwards slowly, bracing itself against the wall. He was speechless as your eyes stared blankly into space, unblinking as blood began to trickle from the wound in your forehead. Genji stared in disbelief at what he had just witnessed, his love so callously taken from him, so suddenly ripped away. He didn’t know if he’d even processed the fact that you had died, or if he was simply too blinded by rage to feel anything.

The clack of high heels against tile were picked up by the microphone, Genji immediately recognized the sound. A blue arm reached down, pushing your body out of view, a large splatter of blood left on the wall where you once sat.

Adieu.” A thick French accent spoke, seeming to relish in the kill. “Life is so fleeting, isn’t it, Mr. Shimada?” The device was picked up by your assassin, the smooth face of Widowmaker appearing on the screen. “You should’ve joined us when you had the chance, a pity they had to be dragged into this.”

“I am going to kill you.” Genji coldly spoke, his eyes piercing through the device. The rage within him was almost uncontrollable, needing every piece of Zenyatta’s advice to stop himself from tearing the device in two.

“I am terrified, truly.” Widowmaker scoffed, discarding the device to the ground, the sound of her heels fading away. Genji shook as he stared at the screen, hurling it in the bay below. With or without Overwatch’s help, he was going to make sure Widowmaker’s last moments were spent in agonizing pain. He would be sure to recover your body, but mourning would have to wait until he avenged you.

four am ; o. sehun

» short fluff for people who’s having trouble with sleeping.
» lowercase intended.

being surrounded by darkness is oddly soothing for your half asleep state. with the cold air that comes from the ac, you placed yourself under the thick comforters. you closed and opened your eyes several times in hopes of dozing off, but neither seems to work, so you continued staring at nothingness.

the bed where you curled up in a ball seems to be twice its size since your husband wasn’t back yet. he would find it amusing if he found you looking like a cocoon, but he would also find you looking adorable.

it seemed like hours when only minutes had passed since you randomly woke up from your sleep. you waited for your lover even though sleep seems to be engulfing you as minutes continuously passed.

and as minute by minute passed,

you also grew sleepier.

just as soon as you closed your eyes, you felt someone enter your room. the person didn’t bother opening the lights, in fear it would woke you up. what a sweetheart. then, you felt the space beside you dip down as the person sat down before leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your head before disappearing for a second. in which you assumed they would change into more appropriate clothes for sleeping. sweater and sweatpants was your favorite.

you felt the person join you in the bed, slipping themselves under the soft comforters beside you.

you pretended to be asleep and purposely shifted your position so you would face the person. then you heard a heartwarming chuckle before speaking up in a low quiet voice,

“sweetheart, are you awake?”

with half lidded eyes, you gazed at your husband and smiled softly at him. he brought up a hand to run it across your hair, brushing off the left strands on your face.

“it’s okay, you don’t have to speak. let me just tell you something.”

and with that, he moved closer before wrapping an arm under your neck so you laid your head on his bicep. he leaned closer and rested his facs near yours, placing a butterfly kiss on your nose.

“you might say you look like a racoon in the mornings or when you just woke up but in my view you look adorable.”

he felt you smile which made him smile too.

“it’s four am i wonder why you’re awake. were you waiting for me?” he felt you slightly shake your head before letting out a content sigh, snuggling closer if possible. you found warmth and comfort just being your lover’s arms, how could this be not be one of the moments you cherish in your life? this was perfect.

he chuckled. “okay, i’ll just assume you just woke up. am i right, sweetheart?”

if you were fully awake your heart would burst from the love and affection you were receiving.

he sighed beside you. “i’m so tired. you know, my friends brought me to a karaoke bar but i had a lot of fun. it was really nice to hang out with them after a long time.”

“my friends really love you. they think we fit each other so much.” even though you were sleepy, you fought it off just to hear your husband talk.

“but i love you more.” he pressed a kiss on your head again.

“good thing you’re sleepy or else you would fight me off saying you love me more, but nothing beats my love for you. i just, really love you so much.”

the side of your lips slightly tugged up in a smile, then you closed your eyes.

“even if you don’t wear make up, you’re still the most beautiful girl i lay my eyes on. even if you think lowly of yourself, you will always be the most important person in my life. i love you.”

and with that, you dozed off, a smile curled up on your lips as your husband whispered precious words to you.

Shore Leave

Jim Kirk X female Reader

Summary: You go on shore leave with the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise, and your best friend Nyota tries to convince you to ask your crush, Jim Kirk, on a date.

Word Count: 2,296

Characters: Reader, Jim Kirk, Nyota Uhura, Leonard McCoy, Hikaru Sulu, Spock (mentioned), Christine Chapel (mentioned)

Warnings: Kissing, slight flirting, the ocean, okay-ish writing

Author’s Note: I started this as a way to break writer’s block, but it turns out this is the longest fic I’ve written to date. I really hope you like it, I tried not to be too out of character, please tell me if you think I’ve failed at that. Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. I am not good at writing endings, so sorry ‘bout that. I used the prompt “Don’t get your hopes up” as a starting point on this.


Also, for some reason I see the song Cigarette Daydreams by Cage the Elephant fitting in here somewhere.

Originally posted by 3vil-is-g00d

(Gif credit belongs to owner)

“He’s staring at you again,” your best friend Nyota told you, gesturing behind you to the captain. You were eating lunch in the commissary when she spoke up.

“Are you serious? Ugh, Ny, what am I supposed to do,” you ask desperately.

“Ask him out? Come on, we both know you like him too.”

“Even if that were true, I can’t just ask Kirk on a date! He’s captain of the freaking ship, I’m just a lieutenant. And we’re only on year one of a five year mission. Things could go horribly!” you exasperate.

“(Y/N) calm down. It was just a suggestion,” Nyota says placatingly.

Wanting to change the subject, you asked a question. “What are you and Spock planning to do while on shore leave? I heard Risa is a very beautiful class M planet.”

“I read about a few interesting places. Luckily we’ll be there during the Luhlanat, or festival of moons, so I think Spock and I are going to that. What about you?” Uhura decides to go along with the shift in conversation.

“Probably just soaking up the sun on the beach. You have no idea how much I miss being able to feel the organic, solar heat. Which reminds me, I need to replicate a cute swimsuit.” You make a mental note to do that later.

“Is there anybody special that you need a cute swimsuit for?” your friend questions playfully. You scowl at her as way of reply and continue to eat your synthesized food.

A few moments later when you’re about to leave, a yellow shirt enters your field of sight. You sigh inwardly as you already know who it is. “Mind if I walk down to Med-bay with you? I’m on my way to see Bones.”

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Feels So Good Being Bad (Merle Dixon x Female Reader) - Smut

Summary: You’re back in your hometown after things ended badly with your now ex-boyfriend. A certain redneck you’ve had a crush on before you left town caught your eyes again and you decide to have some fun.

A/N: Set in a pre-apocalyptic world where Merle is a mechanic and for some reason he has Rooker’s gorgeous curls. I want to give a thanks to @noodlecupcakes and @katelynnhp for beta reading!

Warnings: Sexual Content, Teasing, Spanking, Oral, Rough Sex, Explicit Language.

It was a humid and hot summer day, one of those days that seemed to go on forever. Sitting next to your mom in her car, you stared out through the window in boredom at the tedious town outside. You hated being home again, in the town where time appeared to stand still. You hated being jobless, poor, and forced to move back home in your mid twenties when your pathetic excuse for a boyfriend had cheated on you and the place you’d been living at belonged to him. Finding no other choice, you headed back home to your mom who lived alone after your dad died a couple of years ago.

Your mom drove into the parking lot in front of the grocery and parked in the space closest to the store. Sighing, you opened the door and stepped outside, not looking where you were going and walked straight into a thick body dressed in a white undershirt that’s definitely seen better days and a pair of stonewashed jeans.

“Woah, look where ya goin’, li’l missy,” said a husky voice and you tilted your head upwards, meeting the man’s intense, blue eyes. There was a spark of recognition in both your eyes but he was faster to react. Mostly because you were too mesmerized by those eyes to say a single word.

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Don't Leave Me (Arranged Marriage AU Jungkook) Pt2

Part 1

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Type: Angst Fluff

Request: Heyyyy! I was just wondering if you would be doing a part two of the arranged marriage Jungkook imagine??? If not could you plz do a really fluffy second part??? Thx so much love

Jeongguk tested the warm substance against his arm he made as he heard coos behind him. “I know bubba” he said turned to see the little boy sitting in his seat. “I got you” he says picking the boy up as he sticks the bottle into the boy’s mouth. “Jaeyoony is a hungry boy” he coos as he pats the boy’s leg lightly. Your mothers were proud at this point. Not that you two had gotten along completely but you guys were trying and little Jaeyoon was your attempt to work out well. The tiny boy has been helping you improve your relationship very well. 

“Good morning” you say as you walk over and bending down pressing a kiss to Jaeyoon’s head before looking up at Jeongguk. You two awkwardly stood there as he gave an odd smile and pressing a light kiss to your lips. “Yeah” you say awkwardly as he nods. “I made you breakfast” he said as you looked over at the table seeing that he had attempted very hard to make you an omelet. You gave him a friendly smile “thank you Kook” you tell him as he smiles largely. “Since we both have off today I thought that we could go to the park for a walk and whatnot for Jaeyoony” he coos as he looks down at his son. You took a bite from the omelet and thought about it “I guess we could” you tell him “good, I was thinking I can even get Jaeyoon ready and pack his bag-” “you always forget something. I got a lot of looks for breastfeeding in public last time” you tell him “it’s a natural thing. I don’t get why it’s a big deal” he mumbles “I don’t like breastfeeding. I would rather have bottles of milk” you tell him as he sighs. “I promise. I even made a checklist of what all goes into his bag. Even his porcupine stuffed animal” he states as you groan. “Fine if you mess it up this time I will pack it from now on” you tell him as you ate about half of the omelet before you were done.


Jeongguk pushed the stroller lightly as Jaeyoon held tightly to his favorite stuffed animal. “This is nice, you know?” he states looking around the park “it is” you tell him “hey there’s a drink stand up there. Why don’t we get lemonade?” he asks as you grab your bag from on top of the stroller. “I got it” he says making you step back. You two began walking to the stand and you ordered and he pulled out cash to pay. Jaeyoon let out a cry “I got him” you say taking the stroller of the to a bench. He smiled as he looked over at you two before someone tapped his shoulder. He turned to see a woman there “can I help you?” he asked as he looked at her. 

“It is you, Jeongguk I’ve been worrying about you. You haven’t called me after that night like you promised you would” she said as he began to think what she was talking about. He hadn’t even been out for over a year to any place where he could party. “I’m sorry but who are you?” he asked as she scoffed “seriously you told me I was your first time and everything. We had something special” she explained hoping it clarified what she was talking about “yeah here’s the thing, I used that line on many girls” he states taking the drinks from the man who handed them out to him. He took a sip from one of them as she gave him a disgusted look “You are disgusting” she said as he pulled away from the straw. “Used to be now I only sleep with my wife. Who I should be getting back to. So bye” he tells her before walking away heading over to you. 

“Who was that?” you asked him as he glances over at the overly angry woman standing at the stall “nobody important” he says. He smiled at Jaeyoon who was sitting on your lap who gave a large smile up to his father before bringing his toy to his mouth. “You wanted out didn’t you-” a cold feeling came over him making him flinch as a drink was flung at him. “What the heck” you say as you look down to see your son trying to comprehend what the sensation he had all over him was. The two of you were in the splash zone and he was decently soaked from the nearly frozen drink before a loud cry left Jaeyoon’s mouth as he realized he was wet and cold. Jeongguk stood up as he towered over the girl who just soaked him and his family. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he nearly yells “you deserve it” she said back as she looked at you. “You’re married to a man whore honey. I recommend you get out while his pants are still up” she says as you roll your eyes calming down Jaeyoon who clung to you. “What in that tiny little mind of yours thought it was smart to throw a drink on someone who is beside a child? What if that drink was hot? You could have hurt my son!” he hissed as she began backing away from his tone was harsh. She let out a yell as your foot shot out from the bench nailing her in the leg. She looked shocked at the the rather creepy smile on your fac “get the hell away before I ruin your decently pretty face” you tell her. 

She did as told and Jeongguk picked up your son’s diaper bag grabbing spare clothing and his son’s blanket. You laid the blanket down before laying Jaeyoon onto it “I’m sorry” he said as you took the items from him. “It’s what you get for sleeping around” you tell him as he froze “how did you know?” he asked. “Why else would a woman talk to you and then proceed to throw a drink on you” you tell him as he nods. “I’m sorry still” he tells you as you button up Jaeyoon’s new onesie before grabbing his overalls “he needs a bath now. Lets go home” you tell Jeongguk as you wrap the blanket around Jaeyoon hoping he will stay warm as you started leaving.


You sat on the edge of the tub with your feet planted in the water as Jaeyoon leaned against you happily splashing in the water as Jeongguk sat down on the toilet looking over at his son before handing you the no tears soap. “I really am sorry. I promise I haven’t been with anyone else in over a year and a half” he said as you rub the soap lightly into the hair of your son and smiled lightly “I know you haven’t” you tell him as he lets out a sigh in relief. “You’ve changed a lot Jeongguk. I know that” you tell him as he nods. You picked up the cup making sure you covered your son’s eyes before he jumped as the water was poured over his head. Jeongguk moved from his spot and sat beside the tub. “I made a promise to myself to be better to you and for you. Especially after Jaeyoon was born” he says as he reaches into the tub touching his son’s face as he started to splash again. 

You smiled down at them as you sighed “Jaeyoon it’s time to get out” you tell him as he whines as his little body leaves the water. You two stood on the mat as Jeongguk grabbed his hooded towel from the table “my my look at that belly” Jeongguk coos poking the chubby belly of his son before he wrapped the towel around him and took him from you. He smiled down at Jaeyoon as he pulled the hood over his little head “lets get you in pjs and get ready for lunch” he coos as he left the bathroom. You began draining the tub happy that things were getting better for you. Maybe soon you could have a decently normal life with your past playboy husband.

anonymous asked:

If you get a chance,Am I allowed to request a Monsta X Jooheon Mafia AU where you're new to the city and he falls in love with you and your passion for life but have no clue what he does for a living so you're always wondering why everything goes so smoothly for you like finding a job, getting an apartment, people being nice to you, etc after you meet him. I'm not sure what sort of genre would be best for this so can you help decide that? Thanks! :)

Thanks for your request Anon! Jooheon is my bias from Monsta X and I’m totally excited to write this! I hope you like it <3 Also, I apologize it was so long… This was just a really good one I got totally invested in! ~ Gaishō

Reader x Jooheon Mafia!AU - “Precious Thorns”

Originally posted by kihqun

You have just moved to Chicago and finally settled into your new apartment. Peering out your window to look at the skyline you sigh and say,”wow, this is it! The Windy City! I may have spent most of my savings to move out here, but I think I can go for a few drinks. Mama needs to wind down.” You start to put on your outfit; a cute slim black dress that went down to mid-thigh, fishnets with a rose design, and black boots with studs. Last but not least, winged eyeliner, a little bit of mascara, and a maroon matte lipstick to top it off.

Walking down the street you’re in complete awe by the bustling streets and the beautiful lights. You stumble upon a night club and decide to go in and have a little fun. The music is loud and there must have been at least a couple hundred people in the building. You squeeze your way to the bar and order a drink, “vodka and cranberry with a lime please.” Taking a few sips here and there you start to people watch and enjoy the view.

“You’re not going to dance?” asks a young, handsome man in a black suit with a cherry red tie. “Oh, haha. I’m a terrible dancer. I prefer to people watch and enjoy the music,” your say nervously. ‘He’s really good looking. I don’t know how he can make dark brown messy hair look so sophisticated.’ “So, why aren’t you dancing? What’s your excuse?” You take a sip of your drink while keeping eye contact. He moves a little bit closer and you try not to show that your heart is ready to jump out of your chest. “Well, unfortunately the only girl I want to dance with is busy people watching,” he gives you a sly side smile. “Well played, sir, well played.” You reach your hand out for him to grab and guide you to the dance floor.

“I’m serious though, I really don’t know how to dance, I might even step on your nice expensive shoes,” you jokingly say, but being very honest. “Just follow my lead, sweetheart.” He twirls you around like you’re a beautiful princess in a ball gown. Suddenly he brings you closer and his hand sits at your lower back. “You know, I don’t think our dancing matches the upbeat club music.” He stops. “You’re right, but who wants to conform?” He winks at you and smiles. ‘This man is killing me. He is way too charming.’

After a few drinks and getting to know each other a little more you finally ask, “So, how does a man like you become interested in a girl like me?” You twirl your straw around. “What do you mean my dear?” He tilts his head. “Oh c’mon, I’m just another punk city girl and you’re clearly a big businessman. The suit, nice shoes, and you even have a Rolex watch.” You raise your eyebrow challenging him. “Even so, it doesn’t mean I don’t know when to appreciate a beautiful rose such as yourself.” He leans against the bar table like he just won. “And every rose has its thorn,” a snide comment only you would say. He claps and chuckles at you. His phone rings and he answers it. “Ah, I see, I’ll be there in five minutes.” He hangs up the phone. “Well, it looks like I’m needed for a late press conference.” He slides a business card to you. “I’ll leave it up to you to make the decision on whether or not our paths will cross again. Till then, Y/N.” He winks and walks away with his hands in his pockets. ‘He is TOO good.’ You look at the card and read: CEO Lee Jooheon. ‘Ugh, he even has a sexy name.’

Two Months Later…

“I’m home!” You come walking in to your apartment and immediately take off your work shoes. “My dogs are killing me! Babe, could you please give me a foot rub?” He motions for you to put your feet up on his lap. “Anything for my jagiya. Now, tell me how was work?” You had explained to him that waitressing is really taking a toll on you and you’re not sure how you’re going to make rent this month. He genuinely looked sympathetic for you, but you didn’t want him pitying you. “It’s okay. I make things work out.” You giggle and head off to the kitchen. He remained on the couch thinking to himself.

The Next Week…

“You did what!? How!? I-I don’t understand.” You start to pace back and forth. “Honey, baby, relax. I have contacts everywhere. I told them how much of a hard worker you were and besides, they owed me a favor. So, I got you a new job as an executive assistant for a major law firm.” He gives you a silly grin. “I’ve been a waitress ever since I can remember! How am I supposed to fit this new role!?” You start to freak out. He grabs you and kisses you. “You deserve more. Just please give it a chance?” He stares at you with his puppy dog eyes. You couldn’t resist.

Another Month Passes…

“The people at the law firm are so nice to me! I’m so used to customers complaining about their meals that it feels like I’m getting the special treatment. Do you have something to do with this?” You furrow your brows. “Me? Whaaat? No way. Don’t be silly.” His phone rings and he continues to sit there and look at you. You roll your eyes, “aren’t you going to answer that? You pretty much get a call every five minutes.” He let the call go. He quickly pulls you in close and grabs your hand to kiss it, “you’re more important.” His phone rings again. You let him answer it this time. “DAMNIT WHAT!?” He explodes leaving you suddenly anxious. “You fucking get the shit situated and I’ll be there as soon as possible. Do not let him go.” He slams the phone on the coffee table and lets out a long sigh. You were left completely speechless. 

I have never seen this side of him. He’s always been so sweet and full of charisma.’ You tug on his suit. His shoulders drop from being tense and he turns around to face you. “I’m sorry you had to see that. *Ahem* It seems we’re having trouble with a client so… I need to go to work and sort this out.” He kisses your forehead and heads for the door. “By the way, I have you scheduled to move into my condo tomorrow. I suggest you start packing.” He blows you a kiss and closes the door behind him. ‘He did not just…’

Several Months Pass…

You have never been happier. You have a wonderful job, you live with your handsome boyfriend in his massive condo located in on of the cities most expensive high rises, and he even bought you a new car. But, you start to wonder. ‘It’s… It’s way too good to be true.’ It was your day off and you were totally bored with yourself. You start to think even more. ‘To be honest, I have no idea what company he even works for or where he goes most of the time. He never bothered to show me.’ You go snooping into his belongings and stumble upon his laptop. You went to Google maps and decided to track his footsteps. ‘God I feel terrible doing this… But, I have a right to know my own boyfriend and his whereabouts. Right?’ Your fingers clicked away on the keyboard. You finally found a destination he’s been to almost every day since the day you met him. You printed up the directions and headed for the door.

It was late and Jooheon already texted you that he probably wouldn’t be home till tomorrow because of an emergency business meeting. You were just a few blocks away from the destination. Your heart was pounding and you felt so uneasy. ‘Why do I feel like I’m being a horrible person? Oh my god, I’m stalking my own boyfriend!’ You arrive to the location. You sat in your car for what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes. Swallowing the lump in your throat you take a deep breath in and head out to the building before you.

The location was fairly secluded on the outskirts of the city. You walk towards one of the side entrances and try to take a peak into the windows. Unfortunately all the windows were covered by closed blinds so you had to look around. “Ah, jackpot!” You found a basement entrance. The door was surprisingly unlocked and you let yourself in. There was nobody around. It was an interesting room. The only things in the room were a wooden desk with one lamp and some scattered papers. 

You looked at a few papers and started to notice a pattern. Each one had a picture of a man or woman with a written profile of the person. All of them had an ‘X’ over their faces except for one. You read that one’s profile. “…Several fraudulent accounts… Millions of dollars stolen… Five accounts of… MURDER??? And… RECENT ASSOCIATE OF JOOHEON!?” Your head was spinning and you had to prop yourself up against the table. ‘I’m starting to think I know nothing about my boyfriend.’ You hear yelling in the adjacent room and a loud crash. You try to peak in through the cracked door. 

“I didn’t take you under my wing so you could eventually undermine me and my work. I came from nothing and built an empire of my own from the little amount that I had. Did you really think that this would slip past me so easily?” You see Jooheon pistol whip the fallen man. You cover your mouth with a shaky hand. Jooheon starts to circle the man. “Do you know what we do with people like you? People that steal from me and my mafia?” He crosses his arms and whistles to his men. A couple men in black suits start to drag the man away. 

“Also, will someone please bring in my beautiful jagiya. We are not monsters here. Please show her some manners.” Your heart stops and knees become weak. You try to bolt away, but a strong man drags you into the empty room and forces you to sit in a chair. “My dear, I’m sorry you had to see such a sight.” He caresses your face with the back of his hand. “W-what is the meaning of this? Joohoney? I d-don’t understand… Why -” He covers your mouth. Tears start to fall down your cheeks and onto his hand. He licks the tears from his hand. “Are you afraid my precious flower?” He lifts your chin up although you flinch. “I think you will get used to it. Just let daddy do his work…” Suddenly he pulls your hair back making you shriek and he’s face to face with you. “But, if I ever see you back here again meddling in my business, we’re going to have a problem.” He gives you a kiss on your cheek. 

“Every rose has its thorn,” he says before he laughs maniacally and exits the room. You’re left in the chair, alone, and with an empty mind. You say to yourself with an insane look on your face, “and now I bleed from picking the rose with the most thorns.” 

Thrill Seeker

fluff /// Your boyfriend is too fond of roller coasters and other adrenaline pumping entertainment. You, on the other hand, are not, nonetheless, you find yourself strapped down in what could be your killer. ft pcy + ksoo!girl

Your palms are clammy, and your fingers can’t help but tap a nonsensical beat against the bar, just something to squash the rising anxiety and fear. All the while, you’re hoping that maybe it’s a dream, a hilariously bad dream, so ridiculous you’d wake up slapping yourself like a maniac. Alas, it’s not, because every time your eyes flutter open you’re still there, you see dangling meters above a lake and you’re held merely by two straps.

“Calm down,” Junmyeon says, squeezing your hand.

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everything has changed (john x male!reader)

Words: 4900+

Requested?: Yes!

A/N: finally wrote a male reader and i love it, i love it with all of my heart and i hope you love it too. thank you to the person who requested this you’re amazing

You sat next to John, watching him get wildly drunk. You twirled the wine in your glass around, sighing softly. You knew this moment would come. John’s been trying to cope with the fact that Alexander would never be with him. He chose Eliza, and John hasn’t been dealing with it well.

John burped, looking at you through tired, red eyes. “You know, I’ve been thinking about this for weeks,” He glanced over at Alexander and Eliza taking their first dance. There were stars in her eyes as she rested her gaze on Alexander’s. There was blush on both of their cheeks, “And I still don’t understand why he would choose her.”

You looked at him sympathetically. “Trust me, I understand what you’re going through. But everything is going to be fine. Sometimes, things aren’t meant to be.” You gave him a sad smile.

Eliza giggled, Alexander dipping her. Your heart grew for the both of them. They found love, and you were extremely happy for them. John, on the other hand, grunted, taking another swing of his beer. Fuck, at this rate, you’d have to carry him back to his apartment. You took the beer out of his hand, frowning. He glared at you.

“Y/N, what the hell are you doing? Give it back.” He reached over again, but you pushed it away.

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Kou Mukami ~Bloody Bouquet translation~ [Happy birthday, Kou!]

Happy birthday to my fave idol!

It’s already 12 here and I wanted to try and translate something for his bday, so here it is! I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did (*^▽^)

There might be some mistakes because I’m not a pro, buuuut…

Please, do credit if you’re going to post this somewhere else! We translators do appreciate it. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

And if you want to read more cute Kou thingies, check out my translation tag! ∠( ᐛ 」∠)_

Oooon with the translation  (☞゚∀゚)☞

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I’m so in love with you (Bruce Fic)

Pairings: Bruce Banner x Female Reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Yelling

Word Count:  2,100+

Blurb: You’re madly in love with Bruce Banner, despite the age difference, and you’re too afraid to tell him.

You’re not sure when it happened. When you went from considering Bruce one of your closest friends, your favourite person; to being so madly in love with the older man.

But somewhere between arriving at the Avengers tower; the late nights in his lab talking science and helping him work on his experiments; the laughing in the kitchen when he was trying to teach you to cook something fancy and all you could do was burn stuff; the innocent little touches, a brush of the arm, fingers touching when he handed something to you; to now, standing outside his lab, your heart racing, pounding in your head, palms sweating, fully paralysed. You fell in love with him.

Before your brain could tell you to run, far and fast, the door to the lab opened. Bruce was standing there, glasses down on his nose; lab notes in hand, he saw you, a puzzled expression flashing across his face.

“Hey Y/N” he said, stopping just in front of you, “did I miss a meeting or something? A cooking lesson?” he continued, racking his brain for the event he might’ve forgotten. You only stood there, staring. Your brain was screaming at you to run, your heart was screaming at you to kiss him and your feet, well they were glued to the floor.

After a moment his hand touched your arm, you shuddered.

“Are you okay?” he asked, clearly concerned. He took another step towards you and your whole body unfroze. You stepped back.

“Fine, sorry, I have to go!” You half yelled as you ran away, down the halls. He yelled something in response, but you didn’t hear, and if he chased you, you couldn’t tell. You didn’t stop running until you were outside on one of the balconies, sucking in a gut full of air.

“Y/N?” it was Steve, he sounded concerned.

“I’m fine” you said.

“Really, because you don’t seem fine, I saw you run past and you looked like you were going to, well, like you might, you know, jump” he said, taking another careful step towards you. You stood up, taking in another deep breath, tears stinging at the back of your eyes, and you faced him.

“Really, I’m fine, and I’m not going to jump, heights actually make me feel sick” you smiled the best you could. Steve placed a hand on your shoulder.

“You know, I am here, if you ever want to talk, about anything, and I’ll help, in whatever way I can” he said giving your shoulder a quick squeeze. Great, someone else out of my league to fall in love with, you thought at first. But you knew it wasn’t Steve’s fault, or Bruce’s, it was life, and really you were thankful for Steve’s offer.

“Thank you Steve, I appreciate that” you said, patting his hand, before turning and walking away.

“Wait, Y/N, if this is about Bruce, why don’t you tell him?” he said, you spun around so fast you nearly toppled over.

“You know?!” heat creeping into your cheeks. He just nodded. “I can’t Steve, he’s, we’re, too different, he’s older, he won’t feel the same for me that I feel for him, also, how could I ever compete with Nat, I know they were a thing for a while,” you whined.

“All I hear are excuses, listen, life is too short not to tell the people you love, that you love them, okay? Take it from someone who didn’t get their dance. It sucks. You never know until you try, and what’s the worst thing that happens? He says he doesn’t feel the same, you’re both adults, you’re strong, you’ll come through it, and competing with Nat? No such thing, you’re two different people, don’t compare yourself to her, only who you were yesterday, besides, him and Nat are through,” Steve smiled, bringing you in for a hug.

“What if I lose him Steve? What if I tell him and he doesn’t feel the same, and I lose my best friend in the process? I crave him, like an alcoholic craves a drink, or an addict craves another fix, I can’t lose him” you continued, burying your face in Steve’s shoulder.

“Hey, Y/N,” Steve said, stepping back until he was facing you, “you won’t lose him okay? And if by some colossal act of god and you do? We’ll work through it, you and I okay? I’m not going anywhere.” He said kissing the top of your head.

After your talk with Steve you felt a little better, but not enough to face Bruce, in fact you were actively avoiding him, you had to go to the other side of the tower to get to your room, which meant walking by his lab, so you took the elevator up a floor, walked across and then took the elevator back down; at dinner time, you heard him in the kitchen talking to Nat and Sam, asking if either had seen you or spoken to you, you peered in – god he was beautiful – before skulking past as quickly and as quietly as possible.

You were halfway to the gym when you passed Bucky.

“Hey Y/N!” he half yelled, smiling like a goofball. You cussed under your breath.

“Hey Bucky” you were being as polite as possible, but you could’ve strangled him right there.

“You know Bruce has been looking for you all day?” he said, still half yelling. That asshole, you thought, was he purposely being loud so Bruce would hear and come see you? You weren’t ready to see him yet.

“Shhhhhhh!” you hissed at Bucky, he frowned “for the love of fuck, I am begging you please shut the hell up and do not tell anyone you saw me okay?” you slammed past him and headed straight for the gym. It was the one place that Bruce rarely came, you figured you’d be safe in there until after dinner when he went back to his lab and you could grab something to eat.

Once in the gym, you weren’t sure what to do, you didn’t really want to work out, you’d only done a big sparring session the day before with Buck, so you grabbed a yoga mat and spread it out on the floor. You did a few poses, things you knew well, before sitting down and trying some meditation.

You crossed your legs, put your hands face up on your knees and closed your eyes, inhaling and exhaling long breathes. But your mind kept wandering back to Bruce. His smile, his gravelly, deep voice, his fingers brushing your skin, the way he made your heart beat faster; the excitement you felt every time you had something you wanted to share with him, the way lips itched to kiss him.

You groaned and fell backwards, lying flat on your back starring up at the roof. After a while you rolled over, and stood up. You did a few exercises, some weights, a little sparring with the dummy, some running on the treadmill, when you were sure you’d been in here long enough to avoid Bruce, you left.

You walked past the kitchen, taking a quick peek around the corner to see if he was still there. He was. With Nat. They were kissing. Your stomach dropped, your cheeks grew hot and tears stung the backs of your eyes. And in that moment, your heart shattered into a thousand tiny needles of ice.

You stormed off towards your room, tears finally breaking free and spilling over.

“Y/N? How’d it go –” Steve started.

“It didn’t go Steve, I didn’t tell him, because I was too chicken, and I missed my chance, because I am a dumb little girl and not his type,” you started sobbing, but when Steve tried to touch you, you pulled away.

“I don’t understand, how do you know you’re not his type if you didn’t tell him?” Steve said, looking puzzled.

“I didn’t need to, because he’s in there right now sucking face with Nat! You know, you guys really got her persona right, the Black Widow; did you know that their bites can cause breathing difficulties and nausea? They weren’t exaggerating!” You were half yelling, half sobbing. “I thought you said they were through Steve?” you looked up at him, tears in your eyes and running down your cheeks.

He went to hug you and you side stepped and walked away from him. You got to your room slammed your door shut and slid down it until you were sitting with your back against the cold wood, and your knees up under your chin. All the sobs you were holding in escaped. You were so angry, so hurt.


You woke up the late the next afternoon, still in the foetal position. Your eyes burned, your chest hurt from sobbing and your back was killing you from sleeping on the floor. You stood up and stretched, checked your phone, you had a heap of texts from Steve and Bruce. You groaned, before hurling your phone into the wall. It shattered into pieces.

With that, you went for a shower. You were in there for an hour – thank god you didn’t have to pay the water bill – once you were out, you raked a comb through your hair and got changed. You left your room and headed for the kitchen, you were starving; you hadn’t eaten since breakfast yesterday. You walked past the lab, Bruce was there; you could hear him tinkering.

“Hey Y/N!” he yelled, you kept going. You weren’t in the kitchen more than two seconds and he was behind you, he’d run after you. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you around to face him.

“Y/N? What’s going on with you?” He said, his eyes searching yours. His hands squeezed your shoulders, “please, talk to me; don’t shut me out.” You sighed.

“I can’t” you whispered tears welling up behind your eyes – you would’ve thought you were all cried out by now, but apparently not – “I can’t” that was all you managed to croak out. Bruce’s hands cupped your face.

“Y/N talk to me, please” he pleaded. Tears spilled over your eyes. You sucked in a breath.

“Why’d you have to kiss Nat? Why Bruce?” you pleaded, “Why couldn’t it be me?”

“Y/N, I, I don’t understand”

“I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU BRUCE!” you screamed pulling out of his grip. “I have been in love with you, for, god I don’t even know how long! I came to tell you yesterday, but I was so worried you wouldn’t love me back, or you’d worry about the age difference, or you’d think I was just being a dumb little girl with a dumb little crush, but to be honest that would’ve been easier to handle than seeing you with Nat!” your put your hands on the top of your head, staring at him, tears streaming down your face.

“Y/N, I didn’t kiss Nat,” he started, walking towards you, you stepped away.

“Yes you did! I saw you!” you yelled.

“No, what I mean is, I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me! I told her I didn’t feel that way about her, and we went our separate ways” he stepped towards you, this time you didn’t pull away, “Y/N, I” he stopped mid-sentence, searching for the right words to say, “I don’t think you’re a dumb little girl,” he took a step towards you, and put his hands back on your face, his thumb rubbing the tears away from your eyes.

“Bruce,” you started.

“Let me finish,” he said, “I don’t think you’re a dumb little girl, you’re a beautiful, funny, kind, smart young lady, and yes, the age gap has plagued my mind, but we’re both adults, and you’re fully capable of telling me to bugger off, I love you, I love the time we spend together, I love when you show up at my lab unannounced, plonk yourself down wherever and just start talking to me and helping me, or when we’re in the kitchen cooking, that little wrinkle you get in your nose when you’re concentrating, or that laugh you get when you do something wrong. All of it. Do you know how many times I’ve wanted to tell you, to touch you, kiss you, just have my way with you, and having to force myself to stay away, just in case you thought the age difference was too big or too weird…? When Nat kissed me yesterday, the only thought I had was that I wished it was you!”

You stood there, unable to move or speak.

“I’m going to kiss you now, unless you don’t want me too” he said, taking another step towards you, a hand wrapping around your waist, and when you didn’t move, or say no, he kissed you. Long, passionate, hard. And you kissed him back. For the first time in weeks, your stomach wasn’t flipping due to stress and nerves, but due to happiness.


P.S - I don’t know what happened, this wasn’t originally where I had intended this piece to go, but it just started to go downhill and I went with it.

anonymous asked:

eyo luv i got a question fer ye, in the whole poly rangers debacle whats your take on the fac tha trini is cannon a pretty big gay, considerin tha most o'v the otha rangers are male's or at least present in such'a manna, what the hey yeah? or at least in yer professional opinion

I think Trini would only experience sexual attraction to Kim but would still be a part of the whole relationship. Maybe some hugs and kisses for the dudes but she only gets down and dirty with Kim or at least that’s how i’ve seen it be written

anonymous asked:

Can I request Asahi and Iwaizumi scenarios with tall!s/o who blushes really easily and is annoyed because of this? Like... Somebody comes too near and she's all red already. (Not this "cute, delicate, flower and rainbow" type of the shy person. More like not-so-normal, nerdy but just kinda insecure person.)

Hi nonie-chan!!! I hope this is what you meant :o but I hope most of you like this anyway… 



Azumane Asahi

You walk out the door and you bump into one of your classmates.

“Hey, _____, can I have some notes for Literature?” He looks up at you. Your face flames up, your handwriting wasn’t the best and you didn’t really want to show him that.

God he had to look up at you.

“W-ell, y-you see uhm…” You stutter some words out, hoping he would get it. You look down, afraid of his judgmental eyes.

He looks at you, confused. “I have no idea what you said.” He laughs lightly and you feel yourself shrink. You were tall, it was a fact. But you felt 3 feet tall at the moment.

Asahi sees you and his eyes wide. He’s seen you get red a few times already, but he could never be too sure.

‘What if he’s flirting with her? What do I do? Do I walk over?’

His thoughts scramble as he shakily walks over you two.

“Asahi!” You say, surprised to see the ace walking over to you. The guy backs away, slightly surprised.

Asahi freezes, what does he do now?

“Oh! Hey Azumane-san.” The guy says. Asahi smiles weakly and nods at him.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Asahi clenches his bag and looks at you, red faced and all.

“I was asking if I could have some notes for Literature.” Asahi relaxes and lets out a soft “phew”

The guy’s eyebrow raises and he looks back at you. You avoid his eyes and reach to get your notebook.

“Here you go…” t was barely a whisper but he heard it, thanked you, and promised to return it the next day.

Asahi looks at you, a worried expression on his face.

“Hey,” he holds your hand and you look at him, still a little flustered.

“What’s wrong?” He asks as you walk hand in hand out of the school. You take a deep breath and rest your head on his shoulder.

“I don’t know…”

You keep walking and soon, the chatter of your schoolmates disappear.

Asahi looks at you, holding onto your hand and strokes it with his thumb.“You know I’ll still love you even if you tell me, right?”

A blush creeps onto his face and his voice was soft, completely smitten over you. You bite your lip. A moment of silence surrounds you and you take breath to speak.

“Am I too tall?”

“You’re not.” The suddenness made your eyes widen and you look at him.  He stared into your eyes, stopping his tracks.

“You’re beautiful just the way you are.” Your heart beats faster and a blush covers your cheeks.

“But, doesn’t it bother you? Like, you don’t even have to look down at me… “ You look away and think of the stereotypical girl-is-shorter-than-the-guy relationship.

He sighs and holds both of your hands, facing you directly. He takes a deep breath and his hands shake out of nerves.

“It doesn’t bother me. As long as you have me in your heart, I’ll be perfectly fine.” His arms snake around your waist and you rest your head on his shoulder, embracing him by the shoulders.

“Love yourself, _____. You deserve to.”

Iwaizumi Hajime

You’ve never met the volleyball team before, and Iwaizumi said maybe it was time to meet them.

To your dismay, that is.

“What if they don’t like me?” You say as you avoid his eyes, He cups your face and looks you in the eye.

“They will, okay? Don’t worry.”

Your heart beats against your chest and you feel your hands shaking.

The door to the gym opens and Oikawa rushes to you. Your face heats up with all of the eyes on you. You see some members whispering to each other and you look at the floor.

“Woah, you’re so tall!” Oikawa beams at you. Your cheeks turn a vivid red and he continues to awe over your height.

“Oi, Crappykawa, leave her alone.”

Iwaizumi wraps his arm around your wait and kisses your cheek.

“No need to show off, Iwaizumi.” Matsukawa rolls his eyes as he walks over.

The whole gym was staring at you and you feel yourself shrink under their gazes.

They hate me don’t they?

“Wow, you’re really tall.” Hanamaki’s wide eyes made you feel so small.

You really wanted to disappear, then and there. You just weren’t comfortable being the center of attention.

“You should join the girls volleyball team! They could really use your height and-“

“Oikawa I said shut up.” Iwaizumi drags you out the gym and you look away. The eyes don’t leave your frame until the door close.

He holds you hands in his and he sighs as he rests his forehead on yours. You close your eyes and he slips his hands around your waist.

“I know you get really anxious, being the center of attention and all,” He cups your face and you open your eyes.

“But you’re beautiful.” Your heart beach paces in your chest and you feel your fac reddening.

“And you deserve all of the attention in the world.” He chuckles as you hide your face in your hands.

He takes hold of your hands and holds them in his. You hold onto him tightly and peck his cheek. His eyes widen and he relaxes.

“Now let’s go beat the hell out of Oikawa.”

“You know, I really think you’re gonna leave me for him someday.”

Hajime laughs and shakes his head.

“You’re the only one for me, sweetheart.”

please separate v/kook like that :)

okay, you can ship whatever you want. like, you do you, you ship taehyung and jin or jungkook and leonardo dicaprio, or marilyn monroe and jimin. but like, that’s next level problematic. the fac that your friend full on believes that 1. gay males don’t fucking switch and can’t compromise with their preferences if they truly love each other. 
2. the fact that he brings ji/kook down to hype his up. and says it’s a one night stand ?? i ?? 
3. the fact that he promotes cheating and thinks its funny. 

that’s fucking gross as hell. like, that’s next level delusional. 

I Need You

Fandom: Harry Potter

Word count: 1252

Characters: Draco x reader, Snape, Harry

Warnings: fighting, break-up, threat, injury

Summary: You find Draco in the middle of a fight.

Thank you for beta-ing, @absolutelyafangirll!

You were worried about Draco. Ever since the summer, he’d been pulling away from everyone, becoming more and more distant. And you didn’t know how you could pull him back to you.

You had been dating him since the third year, and had prided yourself on your ability to make him talk to you. But after the third consecutive weekend he spent hidden away who knew where, you had finally snapped.

When he crept into the common room, less than ten minutes before you were supposed to be in bed, you ambushed him. You grabbed his arm and pulled him out into the corridor, then spun to face him. He had become very pale, and the whole time you were speaking to him, his eyes kept darting off down the corridor.

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first time for everything - bestfriend!michael one shot

pairing: michael + y/n

word count: 1773

summary: you and michael are best friends and decide to get high in his tree house where you two used to hang out when you were kids. 

a/n: sorry if you don’t like stoner!5sos but i seem to love that concept. (it’s an obvious trend in my writing lmao) but i hope you guys enjoy! also, i’ve been posting shorter one shots lately since i started a full length calum fic which you can find here


The autumn air engulfed you completely, chilling you to your bones until you were shivering despite the amount of layers that adorned your body. The wind blew your hair back from your face and kissed at your skin, leaving it tingling from the cold, raw and frozen. You could hear the leaves crunching beneath your feet as you trudged through his backyard. You were making your way through the trees out of blind memorization in the darkness. Having traveled this route many times before, you knew your way around just as well as you used to - although that was when you were a ten year old girl with scraped knees and a complete infatuation with your next door neighbor Michael.

And back then, you had spent almost too much time cooped up in his tree house together, exchanging scary stories while sharing a bag of Goldfish. It was your go-to hiding place, your presence permitted despite Mikey’s “no girls allowed” rule. You were always an exception in his mind, and it was still that way even after all these years.

But now, you were stood by the tree’s roots that cut through the ground beneath your boots, staring upward into its daunting branches with a bag of blunts tucked into one pocket and a lighter in the other. Time had gone by and things had changed (clearly) but you and Michael always stayed the same, it seemed. He was a constant in your life, despite the hectic high school years where the two of you had occasionally lost touch. The loss of contact was never truly permanent, hence the reason why he requested you to meet him in the old hiding place.

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anonymous asked:

Can you write a hot/fluffy vampire!mingyu? ^^


genre: i decided to go with fluff
synopsis: vampire!mingyu is back
a/n: very short idk what im writing pls forgive me :,( i dont even think this makes any sense i love u guys ;;

The way his lips move in sync with yours was enough to sent you to cloud nine. His hand held your waist tight, gripping it. And his other one was cupping your face, in fear of you disappearing if he doesn’t. And you know that he is different from the others…but at times like this, he felt so human. Like if you glance at him, you’d thought that he is a normal person.

He pulled away, catching his breath. His lips hovering over yours, and you actually have to resist the urge of kissing it again. You didn’t notice you’ve been looking at his lips until he chuckled and your cheeks heat up. Thankfully it was dark, and you hope he couldn’t see your fac –

“You know that I can still see you blush, right?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow. “I’m a vampire.”

Of course, you scoffed in your head. He has all these ability that a human doesn’t have. You rolled your eyes, causing him to chuckle again and peppers kiss down your neck. “Okay, no need to be so cocky, Mr. vampire.” You felt his lips twitched into a smile.

He chuckled and getting off of you, sighing after.

“What is it?” You turned to face him who’s had his eyes closed. “Mingyu, you okay?”

“Mhmm,” He hummed. “It’s just…” He stopped, letting his words float in the air. Seeing the bag under his eyes and how he looked, he must be very tired. The hectic schedule made it’s very hard for you to meet him. You didn’t even know how did he get in front of your apartment without getting in trouble or someone stopping him. (Well, he’s gonna face some trouble in the morning for this.)

“Are you….hungry?” You hesitantly asked. He slightly nodded, rolling his body to face you. “You can ta –“

“I’m not taking any of your blood.” He said, eyes still closed. “Let’s just sleep.”

“It’s oka – “

“Sshhh, cuddle time.” He scooted closer and wrapped his arms around you.

“Mingyu – “

“I love you.”

Stubborn, you thought, a smile appearing on your face. “I love you too, stupid.”

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I’m Homeward Bound: A Criminal Minds Imagine

A/N: Hey there! It’s been pretty much radio silence from me for a while, but here’s a request for Y/N being in the army/marines/etc and has been dating Spence for two years, but only the girls of the BAU know. She gets early leave, and you can read the rest below - Fuckeree

Rating: 14A

Warnings: I threw in a little heart breaker for Y/N… Don’t hurt me. 


You could remember being a little girl, full of ambition, full of strategy and planning every move, but being so afraid of the things that everyone told you not to be afraid of. 

Loud noises, cramped spaces, danger, the “regular” fears of a young person, but as you had gotten older, it seemed that you feared what other people would find exhilarating. You found yourself wondering if they’d be scared now. 

With a large stretch, trying to pull out every kink and knot in your muscles, you breathe in deeply and let it all out as you lower your arms and bend over, your chest meeting your knees.

Your hands dangle down by the bottom of your bed, where you grab your combat boots one at a time and force your feet into them, wiggling your toes around to get them woken up too.

“Morning Officer Y/L/N” you lazily lift your head, meeting the gaze of one of your bunk mates, Lydia. She was beautiful, she had the ambition and drive of a true winner, one day she would be remembered by everyone, and you just hadn’t figured out why yet. 

“Good morning Officer Alveraz” you quip, tightening the laces on your left boot before straightening up and shaking your arms out. Lydia, or Lyds as you so lovingly called her, was your best friend. It sounded cliche, but she was a life saver, and you couldn’t have hoped for someone better to spend this crazy life beside. 

The day that you decided that your life was made to be lived, and not to be feared, Lydia was by your side every step of the way, literally. For seven long years, she had been coaching you through the down times, and cheering you on through the good ones. She was a beacon of light in a shitty storm, and she was actually the one to tell you that you were worth so much more. 

You don’t even wince at the boom of a test fire, doing the button up on your pants as you finally get up off of the bed. 

“You’re wearing a lovely shade of insomnia this morning” she teases, pinching your cheek, and you just slap her hand away. 

“I know, I slept maybe two hours. It wasn’t even one of my nights where the sounds keep me up, it was one of my nights where my thoughts wouldn’t stop” you pinned your hair back, and put your hat on, stepping out into the harsh heat. 

“It’s because you’re worried about Spencer, and Garcia, JJ and Kate. It’s something you get into every once in a while. When it gets a little rough over here, you drop down and start worrying about back home. You’re going to be okay kid” she gently pats your shoulder, and the two of you walk side by side to breakfast. 

You didn’t deny that fact, it had been rough recently, around the last four days activity seemed to have picked up. The Red Cross were freaking out over the amount of injuries and blood loss, and your commanding officer was losing his mind over the mistakes being made. 

You duck under a make shift clothes line and keep your mind off of it by chattering about how hungry you were. You weren’t hungry, when you got worried like this, started losing sleep and losing your appetite, it was hard to even want to feel hungry. 

As the two of you take your food, the d-fac (dining facility) looking extra glum today, it hits you that you really are worried, but you’re worried about being at home more than you’re worried about what could happen here. 

Delving into her food, Lydia sort of forgets how tasteless this stuff is a lot of the time, instead she eats as if it’s the last time she’s ever going to, making light of how runny the eggs are and how hard the toast is. 

You play around with your tiny dish of jam, eventually spreading it on the rock hard slice of toast and attempting to bite into it. You’ve got a hunk in your mouth when your General walks up to the table, a handful of papers. 

Lyds and you snap to your salute, and he grins, “As you were ladies”. He seemed extremely happy, and during these times, you weren’t sure how he did it. 

“Officer Y/L/N, Officer Alveraz, I am more than happy to announce that you ladies have been granted block leave, and will fly out today” he hands over two pages per girl, and stands with his hands folded in front of him. 

“Sir, with all due respect, how in the hell did we get this?” you’ve finally choked down your toast hunk, and are now staring at the pages in astonishment your eyes burning with that prickling feeling that comes before you cry. 

“It’s been particularly stressful around here, and I think that the higher ups just got sympathetic for once. Enjoy it ladies, you’ll be on separate flights unfortunately, but you’re going home for a little while”. 

You salute once more as he leaves, and can’t help but laughing that joyous and amazed laugh that comes to you when you’re excited. Lyds grabs your hands and squeezes. “No more worries” she whispers, and you nod, unable to wipe the smile from your face. 


I have trouble keeping myself from the phone sometimes, it’s just a habit, especially on days like this. 

I’d been reading the paper earlier this morning, and a small article about seven pages in on the pace in Afghanistan picking up nearly made me spit out my coffee. The last time I had talked to Y/N, she had told me she was fine, but she did that a lot. 

After being together for two years, it was sort of her thing. I would tell her how much I missed her, and how nervous I was, and she would laugh that breathtaking laugh and tell me, “Spence, I’m an Officer in the US Army, stationed in Afghanistan, you’re a behavioural analyst with the FBI. Nervous is our lifestyle”. 

As I sip at my coffee, sat firmly at the round table in front of the news, I can’t stop thinking of that breathtaking laugh, and those teasing words. 

Garcia files in quietly with JJ behind her, the two of them brandishing muffins and laughing about something that I’d obviously missed, as I pull my attention away from the television.

“Hey, did you eat yet?” JJ sets a chocolate chip muffin in front of me, and slides a butter packet over with it, a plastic knife following. 

“Not yet, been keeping updated. Did you see this? It’s getting rough, and near her base. She hasn’t called in a few days, she missed our regular call this morning. I’m not next of kin though, if something happened, her next of kin would be the first to know. Nobody else besides you two and Kate know that we’re together, I’d never find out”. 

Garcia’s face is one of sadness and understanding as she shakes her head. “Listen, I am Penelope Garcia, you would know hours before next of kin, I promise you that. She’s okay Reid, she is”. 

I pick at the muffin in front of me, taking pieces of chocolate out one at a time and letting them melt on my tongue.

“I know, just really worried is all” JJ pats my hand and leans her head against my shoulder, they’d been through so much of this in the past two years with Y/N and I, they knew how to handle it. 

We sit in silence for a while, before I get a text message on my work phone, Y/N was safe and sorry that she missed our call. The irony of my breakdown in time accordance with her text was almost humorous. 

I show the ladies, and they shoot me sly “we-told-you-so” looks, nicely of course. Kate steps in about ten minutes later and settles down with us, a bowl of oatmeal on her ever-growing stomach. 

It was comforting to just sit with them, not having to say anything, and listening to the monotonous news anchor drone on and on about the price of oil, and a snake attack. 

It gets to be too much, and I find myself zoning in and out of whatever he has to say, laying my head against the back of the chair and shutting my eyes, trying to push the stress out of my head. 

I’m nearly asleep when Garcia lets out a high pitched distressed sound, and I reel forward, eyes snapping open as I try to make sense of what the hell she’s doing. 

She’s pointing at the television screen, and I can physically feel the colour draining from my face as I read the headline. 

“BREAKING NEWS: Bomb has struck army base off of Mazar-e Sharif” 

I feel my hands flailing for my phone, and my chest starting to hurt as I hold my breath, shaking my head at the reality that this could all be over. I could be over. She could be over. We could be over. 

*Y/N’S POV* 

It’s not until you’re nearly landed that an attendant comes to see you, brandishing a worried look, and fidgeting with her vest. “Are you Officer Y/N Y/L/N?” she gestures to your fatigues, and you nod. 

“Your General has had the plan radioed just to pass a message on to you. I’m afraid it’s not a very nice one, and I really didn’t want to be the one to tell you” her eyes are getting weepy, and you move over a seat to let her sit down. 

“He wouldn’t do that unless it was extremely important. He’s not that kind of man. Please, ma’am, just let me have it. I’ve lived this life for long enough to hear bad news more than once over”. 

She nods, tears already streaming down her face, and sniffles back a sob as she launches into it. 

“There was an airstrike on your base, near Maza.. Mazar?” your heart double beats, thumping in your chest so hard that you think it’s going to come out. 

“Mazar-e Sharif, go on” you’ve grown used to the mispronunciation, but now was not the time for a grammar lesson. 

“There were seven fatalities, and twenty one injuries. I’ve been asked to deliver on the message that.. Oh god” her sob breaks forth, and you can’t help but lower your head into your lap. You know what she’s going to say. 

“Lydia, Lydia Alveraz” it’s the only thing that you can get out, and she just nods. 

“Confirmed fatality. She died on impact” your hands feel clammy, your chest starts to burn and you beat at the seat in front of you, thankful that there was nobody there. 

“She was supposed to come home! She should have been with me!” you’re screaming, and the attendant just pulls you into her. It’s obviously the first time she’s seen something like this, but she’s handling it well. 


My phone ringing was the last thing I wanted to listen to. Not because I heard it so often, not because it usually meant bad news, but because I was trying to get myself ready for the reunion that I’d set up. 

I had a miniature camera strapped to my dress pocket, and was pinning my hair up when the damn thing nearly caused me to lose my royal shit. 

“Garcia” I snapped, nicely enough for it to be taken as a regular greeting, but venomous enough for it to be taken as a rude awakening. 

“It’s me” her voice was hoarse and breathless, and I could feel my anxiety start to build up, shaking my head and throwing my hands up. 

“Y/N! I heard about the bomb, are you okay? You said you were safe, Spencer showed us!” I find myself starting to freak out, it was a regular occurrence for me, but still, this was bad. 

“Shh honey, I’m.. I was gone before it hit. But Lydia..” I can hear her husky voice start to crack, so I fill the gaps with my own rambling. 

“Oh darling, I’m so sorry, this was supposed to be a good day and now.. But listen, we can honour her, we can make videos and look through pictures, I promise you that Lydia is here with you, and she would want you to come home to us”. 

“I know, I’m on my way there now, and I cannot wait to see you guys. I’m actually.. I’m in the lobby. Can you come?” the girl was one for short notice, but there was nobody blaming anything on her today, so I just set my brush down and nod as if she can see me. 

“I’ll be there in a minute darling, hold on” 

*Y/N’S POV* 

She was like an angel, like a very colourful and exaggerated angel, but one nonetheless. As she hurries across the room, you set down your carry bag and open your arms, taking her into them and squeezing her tightly.  

“It’s s good to see you” you say quietly, kissing her cheek as she looks down at you from atop those high heels, her eyes misty. 

“I can’t believe you’re here, in front of me, in fatigues and you still look like heaven” she always was one with words. You shake your head and grin, positivism building up in your body at the fact that you were among those who you loved. 

She takes you by the hand and you pick up your bag, walking side by side into the office that you’d visited only once before. You can see Reid sitting at his desk, eyes red and face fallen as he stares at his phone. 

Garcia pushes a button on the tiny looking video camera on her pocket, and lets my hand go. “You’re home” she murmurs, and you nod. 

“Hey baby? I’m home” you stand there, a weak smile on your face as he turns his head and catches sight of you. The look on his face is one of astonishment and relief, and it takes him a minute to get organized before he pushes up out of his chair. 

“You’re here” he breathes, before stepping around the desk and hurrying towards you. You could swear that his feet barely hit the ground as he closed the gap, throwing his arms around your neck and holding you to him. 

“Surprise” you whisper, kissing his cheek and taking in everything that embodied your love. His hair, his eyes, his smile, the way he had to crouch down to kiss you, the way he kissed you like it was the last time he could. 

He wipes the tears from your face, and you stand there, staring up at him as he cries too. “I was so scared, and then when they told me about Lyds.. I just” you press a finger to his lips and shake your head. 

“She’d be happy that we’re together Spence” you kiss him once more, and he jumps as a confetti canon goes off overhead. You look up to see the other members of the BAU, whom you’d never met before, staring down. 

There are three men, and they’re holding a banner that says “Welcome home Officer Y/N Y/L/N”, you can’t help but mouth a “thank you” as they look on. 

It seems to have drawn the attention of the many other people that work in the building, as many start to come forward, applauding wildly. “Welcome home!” “Thank you for everything!” you can’t help but feel this huge wave of pride and gratitude. 

“No, thank you all, truly, and thank you” you squeeze Spence’s hand, and he squeezes back, before pressing his lips to your forehead. 

You look up, hoping that Lydia was happy wherever she was, and knowing that she would be remembered. Finally figuring out what she would be remembered for.

There was one brighter star in the sky that night, and one happier couple, grateful to be together.  

monsta x react to finding out that you have piercings

anon asked: Please could you do monsta x reaction to finding out you have nipple piercings (or just lots of piercings in general tbh whatever lmao) ty!!

im just doing peircings in general hehe hope you like it enjoy:) 

shownu: when shownu ‘accidentally’ walked in on you changing, he noticed your belly piercing. he just stood there in shock because you have never told him about it. you to stood in silence and you thought it was because you were changing but he forgot all about it. he finally snapped back into reality and realized that you were standing with no shirt on. he immediately covered his eyes and ran out once you were dressed he apologized and asked you so many questions about it.

“hey ja- oh my………….”

Originally posted by swagplusderp

kihyun: you decided to tell kihyun about your secret belly piercing. at first he didnt believe you but once you showed him, he was in shock. he was surprised that he has never noticed it. he constantly asked to touch it and when you two would cuddle he would play with it. even though he would wiggle it around he always asked if you were okay and if he hurt you. 

“your not serious right????”

Originally posted by kseoulsunshine

hyungwon: whenever the members and your friends were hanging out together, hyungwon was lost in his own world and was staring at you. after a while of staring, he noticed that you had a tongue piercing. it took him by surprise but he couldnt hold back his laughter because he thought that you bought a fake tongue piercing and didnt tell him. though all he could only hear his thoughts, everyone thought he was crazy for just laughing out of no where.he later found out that it was real and you recently got it but you forgot to tell him.


Originally posted by fxckkihyun

wonho: much like hyungwon ,wonho noticed you had a monroe piercing randomly during the day. you never remembered to tell wonho since it was new. he was looking at the picture you two took earlier that day when he realized a little mark on your face. he tried wiping his phone screen but then he eventually was so curious that he went up to you and compared the picture to your face. he finally realized and saw that you had a small piercing. 

“see babe on the picture there is a mark but your fac- oh …..jagi is that a piercing????”

Originally posted by kihyonie

minhyuk: you decided to not show minhyuk your nose piercing just yet but you didnt want it to close up so you put it in when he was gone. one day hen he got home from practice, you forgot to take it out. he didnt notice AT FIRST but you also didnt realize it was still in. when you two were watching movies he noticed you playing with it. he immediately jumped up and asked you what was it and why was it on your face. after a while of explaining he just sat in shock


Originally posted by monstaxmemes

jooheon: when you and jooheon were shopping you were looking at the piercings and he asked you if you were thinking about getting one. you decided to come clean and tell him about your secret piercing. he was shocked at first but then he got super happy and he posted a lot of picture of you with your piercing on and he bought you every color it came in.

*broken english* “everyone my baby is so hip-hop swag, she has piercing”

Originally posted by ewkpop

changkyun: while you were getting ready to go out, you asked changkyun to get your necklace for you, he found a little nostril piercing laying in your jewelry box. he picked it up and took it to you. as soon as you saw changkyun holding your nose piercing, you freaked out and asked him why he had it. he laughed at your reaction but he still was curious. once you explained everything , he asked if he could see the way it looks on you. when you put it on , you asked how it looked and he complimented you non-stop.

“baby you look gorgeous ”

Originally posted by wonkyuns

:):):) sorry if there was alot of typos im super tired but i NEEDED to write

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