alright im not getting it thanks for the help guys thanks

anonymous asked:

please give us more batfam acting like a family

jdkdjd now i cant remember anything and im formatting on mobile chrome so sorry for the mess but ok listen

[Dick, via comms, sounding desperate] ROBIN, ARE YOU STILL NEAR MY HOUSE? 

[Damian, alarmed] YES

[Dick] COME HERE NOW

  • and when Damian arrives, bursts through the window, batarang in hand ready to kick ass, he finds Dick in bed, in a blanket burrito watching tv.

“Dami can you please turn off the lights and close the door.”

Damian sighs irritated. Throws the batarang at the light switch. Kicks closed the door.

“Thank you Dami my beautiful baby brother that i would die for, can you~”

“I am not getting you food from the kitchen, goodbye grayson”

“BUT DAMIIIIIIIIII”

  • “FOR GODS SAKE JASON DO I HAVE TO SPEAK IN EMO TO GET THROUGH YOUR HEAD!!!? HAVE YOU HEARD OF CLOSING THE GOD DAMN DO-[jason comes back and closes door] thanks.”
  • they used to spit into a drink or lick food to stop a sibling from eating it.. (jason and Cass used to eat/drink that shit anyways while staring at you dead in the eye… Tim used to do it ONLY with Cass’ food and sometimes Dick’s…) but now they don’t even care.. all 6 of them share a lollipop while in the batplane (because cass found only one in her pocket and Bruce insisted they either share it or no one would eat it, to avoid fighting) (yes, even duke, who at first was also disgusted with them but now he’s like *shrug* pass me the licked food damian)

“WHY ARE YOU PLAYER ONE I WANT TO BE PLAYER ONE" 

“BECAUSE I’M THE OLDEST”

 "FUCK YOU AND FUCK BRUCE AND FUCK THIS STUPID VIDEOGAME AND FUCK THE SYSTEM-“

  • also

“Todd. I need a favor.”

 "Uh uh. “

 ”… Could you please help me with this videogame level..“

  • “That’s enough that’s enough give me back the-that’s ENOUGH LET ME PLAY TODD-FATHER!!!!”

“Cass are those my clothes”

 ”.. They fit”

 "ugH NO YOURE GONNA GET CHOCOLATE ON IT LIKE LAST TIME”

 "will not!!! And you let Kon wear my shirt and now it’s too big for me!“ 

“First it’s not my fault he thought that was mine and you always let Stephanie wear my stuff I leave at your house too!!“ 

  • [everyone watching a movie together] [a character with a really ugly haircut appears] “DICK WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US YOU WERE IN A MOVIE" 

“Hey dick, Wally is on the phone" 

"ugh I’m not in the mood tell him I’m sleeping or someth-”

 ”[on phone] he’s right here I’ll pass him the phone" 

“I know where you live Timoth-hey Wally whatsup man!”

  • “I’m gonna shower!” [cass, thrown over the sofa playing with Tim’s laptop, clearly not intending to get up any time soon] “no wait I was gonna shower!!“ 

"THOMAS WHEN I LEFT TO GRAB JUICE I HAD TWELVE FRIES AND NOW I ONLY HAVE NINE, WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO EAT MY FOOD" 

"it wasn’t me!!" 

"YOU’RE STILL CHEWING THEM”

  • everytime one of them is getting lectured by Bruce the others try to make them crack up.. please… 

“is there something funny about throwing a mug at your brother, Tim?" 

”………n..o…..dAD DUKE IS PULLING FUNNY FACES" 

  • they steal each others stuff all the time just to be annoying and put the blame on each other…

“I left my phone right here where is it.." 

[everyone sniggering] 

"c'mon guys!! Who was it??”

[more sniggering] 

“…Jason.." 

"NO WHAT THE FUCK IT WASNT ME!" 

"TIM" 

"ME NEITHER !!!”

 "WHO WAS IT IM GONNA CALL DAD AND YOU KNOW HOW HE GETS WHEN I CALL HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF A MEETING”

 "YOU WOULDNT" 

“YES I WOULD DAMIAMOTHY”

 "DONT DO IT" 

“WHO WAS IT”

 "…“ 

“ALRIGHT IN DOING IT”

[screams, trying to wrestle the house phone from Dick’s hand, kicking, biting, spiting]

 [finally cass, who has been watching everything go down from afar, comes forwards a drops the phone in dicks chest] “here”

  • movie nights… are a mess…. they always complain about each other’s movie taste and end up watching a movie picked by bruce so they won’t fight… aka a boring ugly mess and they spend the whole movie glaring at each other like “this is your fault!!”

[bruce, in the batcave] “Jason would you call Damian, I need to verify-”

 “yeah sure… [not even looking up from phone] DAMIAN!!!!” 

“JASON IF I HAD WANTED TO YELL I WOULD HAVE CALLED HIM MYSELF CANT YOU JUST GO FETC-“ 

[from afar] “WHAT DO YOU WANT TODD” 

“BRUCE WANTS YOU DOWN HEREEEEEEEEEEEE” 

“nevermind,”

  • and that’s all I have now.. let me think for a while and I might make a part 2..

anonymous asked:

aah I really like your recent seventeen neighbour au! can you do that for the rest of the members too? if that's too much then just wonwoo, soonyoung, and seungcheol. Thank you! <3

joshua, mingyu & seungkwan can be found (here) ~

Wonwoo

  • relatively keeps to himself, is the kind of mysterious neighbor that no one really knows much about 
  • sometimes kids are afraid of him because he has a really deadpan expression so the moms are always like “wonwoo-ah ,,,,, please smile? it’s so nice out!!”
  • but he ends up just getting embarrassed and then asking mingyu when they hangout at a cafe like “kids never let me pat their heads,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,am i scary?”
  • and mingyu is like uh WELL,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • but in reality wonwoo is a sweethearted angel. like he picks up litter if he sees it around the apartment building and always offers to hold groceries for any of the elder neighbors 
  • also he always gets cutely startled when another neighbor’s dog comes over to him and sniffs him or barks in greeting and he’s like !!!!! usually ends up dropping whatever he’s holding
  • and he looks down at the little like ??? pomeranian and is like “so,,,,,scary,,,,”
  • and the owner is like omg,,,,,,,,,,,no they’re not scary they’re cute do you wanna pet them??? and wonwoo is like NO ,,, no ,,,,thank you i gtg
  • his apartment is really clean and well kept,,,,,,he has this vintage looking record player and collects mostly older jazz stuff that’s soothing and sometimes even a lil sad
  • when his friends come over they’re always like “dude,,,,,,,do you have any records from like pop groups???” and wonwoo just blinks and is like “why would i have that,,,,,,i listen to records before i sleep i don’t think i could fall asleep to snsd’s ‘party’,,,,,,”
  • he’s also a big fan of blankets and has them everywhere so he can fall asleep anywhere he pleases: the living room, the bedroom, the goddamn kitchen -
  • doesn’t really decorate his walls but has a photo of parents and brother in the hallway and every morning he waves goodbye to it before he leaves,,,,,it’s cute
  • and you have seen wonwoo before, mostly in passing. he never really looks up from his phone or book so it’s more like passing a ghost than anything
  • until one day you’re both on the floor at the same time and as you unlock your door, you take a step in until you look back and see that,,,,,,,,,,,
  • wonwoo is staring at his door and you’re like ?????? what’s he doing
  • and then you see him literally fall forward with his forehead against the door and you’re like IS HE OK and you’re hesitant but you call out like “everything alright???”
  • and wonwoo turns his head and he’s like ,,,,,,, “i don’t have my keys,,,,,,,im locked out.”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,did you,,,,,,,forget them inside??? and he nods,,,,shamefully looking at the floor and you’re like oh,,,,,unsure of what to do
  • but then you hear it. a growl. 
  • a stomach growl
  • and you can’t help but laugh and wonwoo puts a hand shyly over his shirt and he’s like “e-excuse me,,,” but you’re like “if you’re hungry you can come over, im just making ramen tonight so?” 
  • and wonwoo is shy, he’d usually probably decline because he doesn’t want to bother you but then he hears his stomach growl again and he knows mingyu (who has a spare to his apartment) is gonna take like 2 hours to get here
  • so he nods and you grin, telling him not to be shy and come over.
  • and once you’re inside, wonwoo sitting awkwardly at your kitchen table you’re like “so,,,,,while the water is boiling - tell me about yourself.”
  • and wonwoo is like “there’s not much,,,,,” and he tells you that he has a brother, he likes to listen to music, write lyrics sometimes,,,,,and he’s kinda like “im sorry im boring” and you’re like no not at all and once the ramen is done you guys keep like talking
  • and wonwoo is a little reserved, obviously you guys are strangers basically, but you keep listening with enthusiasm and you smile when he attempts a joke and ask him more about himself
  • and unlike most people you’re not,,,,,,,making some comment about how he looks angry or tired. you’re just,,,,,,,genuinely listening and it’s been a long time since wonwoo has met someone new who didn’t right away seem judgmental of how kind of simple he is about most things
  • and once he realizes that mingyu is calling him to let him know he’s here, wonwoo is kind of upset that he has to leave the conversation,,,,,
  • but you tell him that it was nice talking and he thanks you for the food and when he meets mingyu out in the hall
  • mingyu is like nudging wonwoo and he’s like “that neighbor you were with - they’re cute.” and wonwoo is like “oh,,,,yeah they are,,,,,and they’re nice,,,”
  • and mingyu’s like wiggling his eyebrows and he’s like “did you just call someone nice,,,,,,,,,hmmmmmm i thought you weren’t a people person,,,,”
  • and wonwoo is like GIVE me the spare keys mingyu
  • and mingyu is like “go ask the neighbor on a date and i will.” and wonwoo is like m I NG Yu,,,,,,,but mingyu won’t let up because he’s like c’mon i know you think they’re cute 
  • so when you hear a knock on your door and open it, wonwoo is biting his lip but he’s also like “not,,,,not to be weird but are you free this weekend? i just want to get to know you more so we can get coffee,,,,,,,if this isn’t awkward,,,,”
  • and you’re like oh,,,,,,,,you’re flattered and you’re like sure!!! and wonwoo is like ,,,,,,,,well in shock because you agreed but also blushing because wow,,,,,,,he actually got a date with you,,,,,,
  • and you exchange a time and place and you smile before closing the door and wonwoo swears his heart beats a bit faster
  • but then he hears mingyu’s voice like GET IT BRO and wonwoo is like “give me the spare this time or eLSE-”

Hoshi

  • always running out of his apartment because he seemingly is late no matter what???
  • like no matter how many alarm clocks he sets,,,,,,he leaves his house juggling his keys, his bus pass, his jacket, his water ,,,,,, and his hair looks like it has never seen a brush in it’s life
  • he always ends up forgetting something too. usually it’s literally he forget to lock the door to his apartment 
  • but this is his charm!!!! all the older people are like “he’s such a youthful young boy full of energy!” and all the kids think he’s super cool because he dances and does taekwondo 
  • and also hoshi has this bad habit of listening to music way too loud in his headphones so if you’re on the elevator with him you’re sure to be hearing shinee’s 1of1 album blasting through the small space 
  • and speaking of shinee, hoshi looks up to them so much he has their poster up on his wall. well he has a lot of stuff on his wall from the medals he’s won in taekwondo, to bizarre polaroid photos of seokmin and minghao, to autographs he’s gotten from famous choreographers he’s met
  • and his wall is a mess, so is his floor and bed. like there’s training clothes everywhere and his bed is never made and the only saving grace is the can of febreeze he got from mingyu as a gift on secret santa 
  • his refrigerator is just big bottles of water and frozen sushi he got from the grocery store and like no one understands what in the world he’s living off??? maybe he’s running off energy from the sun??? who knows
  • and you know hoshi, it’s impossible not to with his crazy bedhead and his singing outloud to ‘sherlock’ habit
  • and you guys are friends, not like super close but you know enough to talk in the hall and one day as you’re talking you mention you just beat your highscore in ‘just dance’ on this song by usher
  • and hoshi’s like “that’s your highest score? i could crush you if that’s your best.” and you’re like OH WANNA BET 
  • and hoshi is like hell yeah i wanna bet come over and ill show you how a pro does it
  • and so you end up sitting on his couch (which he had to clean, there were chip bags and notebooks on it) watching hoshi turn on his wii and before starting the game he turns around to give you a grin and you’re like PFFT you’ll never beat my score
  • but ,,,,,,,,,,you are wrong. he beats your score. that and also,,,,,,you’ve never seen such a good dancer in your life
  • BUT ARE YOU GONNA ADMIT THAT ? NO WE DON’T LOSE IN THIS HOUSE
  • so you get up there and you bust out everything you have and hoshi is like OOOOOOO you look serious,,,,but it won’t be enOUGh
  • and by the end of it you’re huffing and puffing but,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,YOU GET A HIGHER SCORE
  • and you’re like AYEEEEE I WON GIVE ME THOSE 50 BUCKS WE BET
  • and hoshi is staring at the TV with his jaw on the floor but then he’s smiling and he’s like “you’re so cool!!!!!!!! you actually beat me!!!!!” and he high-fives you because tbh he’s competitive but like,,,,,,,he’s also a sweet guy
  • and you’re like ohg;ldskgfh,,,,,i did,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and hoshi is like “i don’t have fifty bucks on me, but i do have enough to take you out to dinner? it’ll be japanese take out though,,,,,” and you’re like LOL that’s fine. free food = good prize
  • and hoshi like offers out his hand and he’s like “shall i escort you to the five star restaurant than?” and he’s got this mock british accent but you’re laughing and you take his hand 
  • and you only blush when you realize that you guys are still holding hands as you leave the building and go up the street,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and maybe you blush even more when hoshi is like “doesn’t this kinda feel like a first date?” right in front of the cashier at the takeout place and you’re like SHUT
  • but he’s just grinning and you’re like,,,,,,,what is going on
  • and hoshi is like “i figured just dinner isn’t enough so, ill add another thing to your prize.” and you’re like what is it??” 
  • and then he like pokes his cheek and is like “this date with me~~~~” and you’re like never do aegyo again but omg you’re cute,,,,,,,

Seungcheol 

  • casanova of your apartment building 
  • winks and uses the same “you look like a flower every time i see you, but this time - you’re in full bloom~” line on everyone,,,,,,,,,and when i mean everyone i M E A N E V E R y o n E
  • even the dogs that live in the building ,,,, like there’s a lady with a little chihuahua on the second floor and after telling the lady she looks ten years younger than before, seungcheol like calls the dog a beauty and wow is that dog blushing?????? probably 
  • he’s kind of a really popular guy,,,,like to the point that people will wait outside your building and be like “does seungcheol really live here??? i heard he’s so handsome you can’t look him straight in the eyes,,,,,,,”
  • but in reality,,,,,, his apartment is just the most least romantic thing ever LOL
  • like there’s just sports equipment, sports magazines, and empty water bottles everywhere ,,,,,,, and his laundry pile is so big it’s threatening to fall over,,,,,,, and like the only thing he has for decoration in his whole apartment is like a picture frame he got as a housewarming gift from seungkwan but ,,,,,, there’s no picture in it
  • and like he’s lucky because he has a balcony he can go out onto but on it is his bike that takes up half the space and dying plants he never takes care of
  • and he’s so,,,,,,,like well-kept when he leaves the house but then he comes home and throws everything off and like literally rolls into bed or plays video games in just his sweatpants
  • and you know more than anyone else how the ‘suave and cool’ seungcheol really is because you’ve been friends since before you were neighbors
  • and you’re always over at his place sitting on his balcony and just talking (mostly gossiping because seungcheol actually has a LOT to say and the view from the balcony is nice)
  • and sometimes you come over and trip over like a jumprope he left on the floor and the only reason those plants on his balcony are not DEAD but definitely close is because you water them when you drop by LOL
  • and seungcheol tries to bribe you to do his laundry but you flick his forehead and you’re like “no. im not your maid. get joshua to do it.”
  • and one day you come over and you’re like ,,,,,, seungcheol your apartment is negative ten degrees” and seungcheol
  • who is sitting on his couch in a literal down coat is like “yeah i forgot to pay the heating bill.”
  • and you’re like OH MY GOD but you’re also like get up loser you can spend the night at my place and not die here like a human icicle 
  • and seungcheol is like like i love you you’re my everything my SAVIOR
  • and you’re like SAVE IT DO NOT GREASE ME
  • so seungcheol ends up in your living room on your couch instead and you’re like ok goodnight and seungcheol is like “hEY,,,,,since im here let’s watch a scary movie or something” and you’re like dude we’re not kids this isn’t a sleepover your dumb butt literally didn’t pay- and seungcheol is like fine fine you’re scared I GET IT
  • and you pause because exCUSE me who did you call scared???? move over
  • and you plop down next to him and pick the scariest movie you can find and you’re like “first one to scream is a big loser - ok?” and seungcheol is like “when in my life have i ever screamed? you’re on”
  • but halfway through,,,,like you aren’t even paying attention because you’re sitting under the same blanket as seungcheol and like his arm is practically around your waist and your thighs are touching and he’s really big and warm
  • and you’re tired,,,,,,you had a long day and before you know it you’re knocked out. like what movie? what bet? ZZZZ time
  • and seungcheol notices, and he’s like oh they’re asleep,,,,,he should move so you can lay down
  • but as he’s watching your face illuminated only by the light of the TV like ,,,,,, seungcheol notices finally just how nice your features are
  • and you two have been friends for like ever,,,,, but he’s never quite looked at you and taken it all in,,,,,,,,and somehow now that he is
  • seungcheol is like ,,,,,, oh god ,,,,,,,, you’re cute
  • and not only that???? you literally have saved his ass so many times from bringing him actual food when he forgot to grocery shop, to helping him get hotpacks when he pulled his shoulder, to now,,,,,,when he found himself freezing in his own apartment like YOU saved him
  • and leaning down he brushes some hair from your face and he’s like,,,,, you know what im not gonna move
  • and instead moves a bit so your head falls on his shoulder more comfortably and he moves the blanket off himself so it’s covering all of you
  • and he falls asleep too,,,,,,,,,with the movie still playing
  • and in the morning you open your eyes and you’re like wow my mattress is so warm but broad and oooo it’s moving
  • but then you look down and oh hey there seungch- WHAT
  • and you want to jump up and be like WHAT IS GOING ON but seungcheol lazily opens one eye and is like “go back to sleep,,,,,,,”
  • and for some reason nothing feels wrong about this,,,it’s surprising but not wrong,,,,,,,,
  • so you just shrug and go back to sleep as you feel seungcheols arms wrap tighter around you
  • and oh my god isn’t the best friends to lovers cliche amazing,,,,,,it really is hehe 
Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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BTS Reaction: Them being a Professor/ Teacher and you confessing to them (Hyung Line)

Request: Could you please do the Bts Reaction of them being your professor/teacher and you confessing but with the Hyung Line, pretty please?? I loved your reaction 💕 Thank you.

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Warning: Slight smut

A/N: I got way too carried away, especially with Namjoon’s…#Notguilty


Seokjin (School nurse):

You were in the track and field and you were known as the fastest field sprinter. Today was the day where you were competing with other schools and you were already a nervous wreck. Jin was the school nurse, well known for his incredible good looks and a hot topic in the school. You were a popular patient, coming in his office with simple knee scrapes and minor feet injuries. His window is just outside the track field, giving him the perfect view of you on the tracks, preparing a round of hurdling. Jin hoped you wouldn’t get injured too badly.

The gun fired and you were set, sprinting as fast as you could. You jumped over the first hurdle with no problem and you continued until you jumped over the second one, smiling to yourself after succeeding in it to. As you jumped over the third one, Jin’s eyes widened. You felt one of your feet hit one of the hurdles, causing you to trip and land on the ground hard. Jin’s heart was racing when he saw your face twist in pain and he knew that your foot was in serious pain.

You woke up to a white ceiling in front of you and you slowly sat up and looked around and realize you were in the nurse office. You smiled when you saw Jin sitting behind his desk. You were about to get up when you felt a throbbing pain on your foot. Jin heard your wincing and he shot his head towards you holding your bandaged ankle. He quickly got up and rushed over to you. He was surprised to see tears brimming in your eyes, at first he thought it was because of the pain but it wasn’t when you started talking. “The school relied on me and now I just disappointed them…” You said and it slowly pissed Jin off. He pinned you down the bed and you let out a gasp. “You are not a failure…you never were…” He said and you just wrapped your arms around his neck and crashed your lips on his. His eyes widened but quickly closed and returned the kiss with much passion. His body slowly lowered to rest on your body.

The next day, girls started whispering at the of sight Jin. Walking down the hallway with his usual white coat but his neck covered with love bites. He saw you at one of the lockers and all he could do was send you a wink, leaving you a blushing mess.

Yoongi (Music Teacher):

It was time for the end of the year project and each of your classmates had to choose what type of project they want to do. Some want to make furniture, some wanted to do a research project. You decided you compose your own piano piece, hoping to also impress the good-looking music teacher Min Yoongi. At first, he warned you it will be difficult but you never let that get to you. You slowly gotten closer to Yoongi after every private lesson you had but you slowly pushed the feelings aside.

You were alone in the music room, on the grand piano that lied in the middle of the room to finish off the final part of the piano piece. You were so concentrated in the song that you didn’t here Yoongi coming in. As he entered, a smile graced on his face as he saw you playing the piano passionately. He leaned against the wall, watching you playing your song from behind. As you finally finished, you smiled proudly at yourself. “It sounds beautiful…” You jumped at the low voice and looked behind you to see Yoongi leaning against the wall smirking.

“It’s finally done…” You smiled and he walked over to sit next to you, and slowly played the beginning of your piece. After many private lessons, he already knew how to play your beautiful piece. You played together with him, one tone higher than he was playing, giving out a really nice harmony. As you finished, he turned to look at you and you turned to see him staring at your lips. He leaned in but stopped just inches between your lips, as if he was asking for your permission. You pressed your lips against him, the kiss starting off sweet until it became a full on make out session. You felt his hand slowly sliding from your neck to your inner tighs, slowly caressing it.

“Let’s continue this at my place shall we…?

Hoseok (Dance Teacher):

The dance festival is soon coming up and it is popular for young individuals to show off their dance moves. Hoseok, who was your dance teacher, expected a lot from your group and you were training from morning to late evening. You were slowly getting frustrated at a certain step that you couldn’t get and it was slowly getting late. “Alright guys, you did a great job. Let’s continue tomorrow morning.” Everyone just took their bags and left but you just collapsed on the floor and groan in frustration.

Hoseok was wiping is sweat off with a towel when he heard groaning in the room and placed the towel down to see your body on the floor panting and covered in sweat. The sight for Hoseok was…tempting. He gulped and walked over to you. “Y/N? What’s wrong?” You looked up to see Hoseok looking down and you slowly started to blush. “Oh…um…there is a certain step in the dance that I can’t seem to get.” You said with a frown. Hoseok stretched his arm for you to grab and you gladly grabbed it. “Come on, I can fix that.” He said with a smile.

After a half an hour of working on that specific step, you smiled to yourself when you finally got it right. “Thank you so much Mr. Jeon…” You said and he just smiled in reply. He slowly walked over to you and he was so close that you could feel heat coming from his body. “You have a strong personality Y/N…and I admire that…” You looked up to see his face so close to you, if you leaned a little closer you could just kiss him on the spot. “You confuse me sometimes…” You whispered and Hoseok tilted his head in confusion. “How?” He asked. “Everything you do just makes it difficult to not like you.” You confessed and it took time for Hoseok to understood what you said before crashing his lips on yours. You were shocked at first but you went for it anyways, your hands going up to grab his hair. Hoseok’s hands went to the back of your thighs, wanting you to jump up to wrap your legs around his face and you did. He slowly walked to the mirror until you feel the cool mirror pressing against your back.

He was kissing your neck when he said something that made you all hot and bothered.

“Tell me Y/N. How do you feel about doing it here in a room filled with mirrors?”

Namjoon (School Librarian):

Usually when people mention a school librarian, they normally think about an old grumpy ladies always scolding you for bring in books one day late. But the librarian you had was young, and very good looking, always sitting behind the desk with his feet propped up on the table and reading a book. You’ve always came to the library for new arrivals, even before Namjoon came to work at the library. Namjoon has seen your presence in the library before and he couldn’t help but think you were beautiful. He was always in his usual reading position, but when you came in, his eyes would leave the page and glance at you.

It was a normal school day and the day new books were coming in the library. You walked over to the new arrival section with a smile but you soon frowned to see the book you were excited to read missing. You turned to see Namjoon in his reading position and you gulped. If you want to know what happened with the book, that meant you had to talk to him.

You slowly walked to him and his nose was still in the book until you cleared your throat and Namjoon looked at you and got so surprise that he almost dropped the book. You looked at the book and realized he was the one reading the book you were looking for. You shook your head and gave him and apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, nevermind…” You were about to walk away when Namjoon quickly got up and grabbed your wrist. “No! tell me what it is?” It was the first time he was talking to you, and he really wanted to engage a conversation. “It’s just…I was looking for the new book that just came here but you were reading it so it’s fine…” You said with a smile and Namjoon quickly let go of your wrist and gave you the book. “Please take it…” “Are you sure…?” He nodded and you thanked him. “Is there anything else you need?” He didn’t want to stop talking to you. “Yeah, im looking for a book about marine biology, its for a biology project.” “I know where it is.” He said before walking off to a certain section and you just followed close behind.

You saw him reach out two books that was lying on the top shelf, which gave you the time to admire his perfect body proportion. “Here” You shook your head and blushed at the thought. “Ah~thank you.” “Are you okay? Your face is pretty red…” He said as he leaned closer to place his large hands on your cheek. You just quickly took the opportunity and pressed your lips against his, his eyes widening but quickly returned the kiss. His hand fell to you ass and squeezed it, a small moan left your lips  and you were thankful there were no people at the section. The light moan made Namjoon seeze the opportunity to use his tongue to fight his dominance against the kiss.

“Finally” He whipered.

I know it’s a pic but damn those arms *^*

Winchesters in Riverdale (Part Four)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying this series so far! That is all. xD

Riverdale gif by @stefan-salvatores

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In the seventeen years you had been alive, there was only time where you felt at peace. One time you felt truly, truly happy. That moment was fourteen months ago. In your bed. Lying next to Kevin.

Kevin brushed a lock of hair behind your ear and you snuggled into the warmth of the bed, looking up at him. The two of you just stared at each other, as if you were trying to memorize every detail of the other.

“Do you really have to go?” you nearly whispered, breaking the silence.

Kevin smiled sadly.

“What do you think?” he asked back.

You snorted softly, cupping Kevin’s cheek with your palm.

“I just… I love you, Kevin.” you said.

Kevin smiled softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.” he said.

You smiled and they both leaned in to meet each other with a passionate kiss. You pulled away and felt your eyelids start to droop. Kevin chuckled.

“Trying to stay up? After…” he trailed off, smirking at you.

You chuckled, blushing slightly as you remembered what the two of you finally did fifteen minutes ago.

“I don’t want to miss a single moment with you.” you answered truthfully.

Kevin placed another soft kiss on your lips again.

“Come here,” he said, holding the covers up slightly.

You moved closer to him and turned around, your back pressed against your boyfriend’s bare chest.

“I’ll always be here, okay? Even when you can’t see me,” he said.

You felt tears in your eyes but blinked them away. Tears could come later. You felt him wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He kissed your shoulder lightly.

“Close your eyes. I’ll be here when you wake.” he whispered and you nodded, quickly drifting off, Kevin’s warm arms around you.

The cold bed was what woke you eight hours later.

“What are you thinking about?” Jughead asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Hmm?”

The school day had ended and the two of you were now walking to Pop’s. Jughead had offered to buy you a milkshake and you couldn’t refuse. A Winchester and free food? Come on.

“You seemed pretty deep in thought there for a minute.” the raven-haired teen said.

“Oh,” you said, letting out a forced chuckle. “Just some stuff on my mind, that’s all.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Jughead asked.

You shook your head.

“Not particularly.” you said.

That was.

Jughead nodded and dropped the subject, the two of you entering a surprisingly comfortable silence as you finished the walk to Pop’s. You walked into the diner and took your seat at one of the booths as Jughead placed your order. He soon joined you and the two of you got into a heavy debate about 70s and 80s bands.

“Nuh uh!” you cut in. “Zeppelin wins every time! Don’t you remember “Stairway to Heaven?” Talk about iconic songs.”

Jughead scoffed.

“How about Black Sabbath’s “Iron Man,” huh? Or even—”

“Jughead!” a voice called from behind you.

You turned around to see the very nicely dressed black-haired teen from earlier at lunch making her way over to the two of you, the jock and the blonde girl following her.

Jughead gave you an apologetic expression before looking back up at the “fancy” teen.

“Veronica.” he acknowledged.

The girl, Veronica apparently, looked at you and smiled widely.

“Hey!” she greeted. “Got room for three more of us?”

Jughead turned his gaze back to you, ready for you to instantly say “no.”

But you didn’t.

You looked back to Veronica with a genuine smile on your face.

“Sure, why not?” you asked as you scooted over.

Veronica beamed as she took a seat next to you, Jughead looking at you with surprise. He had expected you to boot her out of there. The other two teens that were with Veronica squished in next to Jughead, forcing him to the corner of the booth.

“Veronica Lodge.” Veronica said, holding her hand out for you.

“Y/N Winchester.” you said as you took it, shaking it.

You turned to the jock who called himself “Archie Andrews” and the blonde who called herself “Betty Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you guys.” you said.

“You too.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Veronica looked back and forth between you and Jughead.

“So…” she began. “What were you guys talking about?”

And the game was afoot! Well… the debate was. Although this time, Jughead was outnumbered. Betty and Veronica had taken your side in the musical argument while Archie had taken Jughead’s. After listing countless songs and albums, you looked outside only to see it was dark. Your eyes widened as you realized you had been at the diner for hours.

“Oh, son of a bitch,” you cursed. “I need to get home. My brothers are—”

The front door swinging open abruptly interrupted you, making you quickly turn around. You sighed in relief once you realized it wasn’t Sam or Dean, but rather Castiel. Castiel quickly scanned the diner before his eyes met yours and he began to walk over to you.

“Damn.” you muttered as you faced forward again.

“What?” Veronica asked. “What’s—”

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Castiel asked you as he reached the booth, unintentionally making the other teens jump.

You sighed as you pushed your hair back.

“No,” you answered truthfully. “I don’t. I was talking with my friends. Just got carried away.”

The Core Four (except Veronica who was positively radiating) smiled softly at you calling them your “friends.” Castiel sighed.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” he said to the other teens, his annoyed tone changing to apologetic. “But Y/N’s brothers want her home.”

“Yeah, of course.” Veronica said as she slid out of the booth so you could get out.

You waved goodbye to everyone, but your gaze lingered on Jughead just a moment longer.

“See you guys at school,” you said. “And Jug? Thanks for the milkshake. See you in English?” you asked.

Jughead smirked.

“Of course.”

You smiled at his words before you followed Castiel out of the diner, the two of you walking in silence. After a few minutes, the angel spoke.

“I-I truly am sorry for disrupting time with your new friends, Y/N.” he apologized.

You gave a small smile to the angel.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I understand.”

Castiel nodded.

“It’s Sam and Dean. They were just afraid that you…” he trailed off.

You finished his thought in your head anyway.

They were afraid that you ran away again.

“I get it,” you said before stopping. “And Castiel?”

The angel stopped as well, turning towards you.

“I-I never thanked you for what you did for me. For sticking by my side for the last year. For being there. Just… thank you.”

Castiel’s expression softened.

“It’s… no problem.” he managed to say.

You nodded and the two of you continued the walk back to the motel in comfortable silence.

“Castiel,” you called as you looked up, your voice shaky.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried to keep your trembling hands steady. You sat on the side of your bed, unable to stand, your leg involuntarily bouncing up and down.

“I need you to help me.”

A beat of silence. Then you heard the sound of wings rustling.

“What is it?” the familiar gravelly voice asked, appearing in front of you.

You quickly got up, opening your mouth only to have no sound come out.

“Y/N, you look pale. Are you alright?” the angel asked.

You shook your head.

“Cas, I need you to do something for me,” you began. “But you need to swear not to tell Sam or Dean. No matter what the outcome.”


“Y/N, of course, what—”

“No, I need to hear you say it. That you promise not to tell them, Castiel. Please. They can’t know.” you begged.

Castiel nodded, looking at you with concern.

“I promise,” he said. “What can I do?”

You took a deep breath, looking down.

“Okay. I… Um…” you began. “I-I need you to get me a pregnancy test.”

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Help A Buddy Out

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So its a lot of words. but its a quick read cause its in sections. I just thought it was kind of a cute idea :D Not my best ever, but I still wanted to post it cause why not? It may make one person smile… maybe haha ;D


— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —

“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”

“Twice.”

“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve and ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.

“Why?”

Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.

“Bucky..”

“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex.”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”

“Bucky…”

“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.

“What?”

“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before being interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.

“Bucky?”

Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

VOMIT WARNING (I know some people don’t like that, so just a warning)

Because I’m spiraling into a Voltron writing obsession, here’s another college AU, based loosely on my own experiences ayyyyyy *finger guns*

(Also you should definitely send me some prompts because I want to write more Voltron but don’t know what else to write)


“So I was thinking we could-” Keith started, but was once again, for what must have been the hundredth time today, cut off by Lance.

“-Hey, have you guys seen that video?”

Keith and Hunk groaned in frustration.

Shiro sighed. “You did it again, Lance.”

Keith let out an exasperated sigh. “Lance! You can’t keep-Lance! I’m talking to you. Will you pay attention for like, FIVE minutes? Or even TWO?”

Lance snapped his attention back to Keith. “Hmm?”

Keith clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling in his chest. Lance was completely unable to focus. On ANYTHING. He had been distracted and disruptive all day, bouncing off the walls and going off on tangents that were completely unrelated to what anybody was talking about.

Keith was exhausted just trying to keep up with him. Even Shiro, ever patient Shiro, was growing frustrated with him.

“What’s WITH you today?”

“I…uh…too much coffee, I guess.” Lance said, glancing around uncomfortably before hopping out of his seat and grabbing all his stuff.

“Lance, what’s going o-”

“-I have to go do homework!”

Keith, Shiro and Hunk watched as Lance hurried off.

“What…was that?” Hunk asked. “I mean he’s always been…crazy but not like THIS.”

“Uh…coffee, apparently.” Shiro frowned.

Lance burst into his room, his heart pounding in his chest. He was just annoying everyone, but he couldn’t help it. He tried, he tried SO hard, but he was completely and totally unable to focus.

He had completely forgotten to take his medication this morning, and he didn’t realize it until nearly five PM, and by that time it was too late. If he took it now, he wouldn’t sleep that night, and he needed to sleep.

He knew it was a lost cause, but he was going to try and get some studying done.

Instead of studying, he found himself spinning in his desk chair, staring up at the ceiling to count the tiles.

While he was spinning, some Velcro from one of his projects caught his eye, and before he knew it, he was taping half of it to the wall, and half to his hands.

Keith walked in right as he was about to launch himself off the bed and onto the wall.

“Lance!”

“Yes, roomie?” Lance asked, bouncing up and down on the bed lightly.

“What the hell are you doing? Get down!”

“I wanted to be SpiderMan.”

“You wanted to be spider-get down!” He cried, throwing his hands in the air. “I thought you were studying.”

“I was going to…but then I got sidetracked.” He said, slowly coming to a standstill.

“Okay, this,” Keith said, gesturing from the wall to Lance, “is NOT a good idea. Seriously.”

Lance sighed. “Yeah I guess you’re right - hey have you seen that video?”

Keith pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t…you need to be a bit more specific. What video are you talking about?”

“The…uh…guy who ate weed brownies and thought he was dead. Ooh! There’s this really good show on Netflix. The Flash, have you heard of it?Season one isn’t great, but it gets better. Have you watched it?”

Keith blinked. “No, I haven’t. Lance, are you alright?”

“Peachy. Why?”

“You’re all over the place, man.”

Lance’s face hardened, and he got off the bed and went to sit at his desk. “I told you. I had too much coffee.”

“Um…okay.”

Keith sat on his bed, facing Lance. 

He watched as Lance struggled to calm himself enough to focus. 

He watched as Lance tapped his pencil on the desk incessantly and rolled back and forth in his chair while he stared at his laptop. He must have gotten up fifteen times to go walk to their mini fridge and walk back to his seat.

Then, Lance straightened in his chair and pressed a hand to his stomach. A grimace crossed his face and he stood up.

“Lance? Are you okay?”

“Stomachache.” He bit out, gritting his teeth as he climbed into bed.

Keith frowned. “Are you going to be sick?”

“I don’t…maybe.” He groaned.

“What happened? You were fine literally a minute ago.”

“I’m fine. Leave me alone.” He groaned, curling into himself as tightly as possible.

“Lance-”

“-I’m FINE. This happens a lot. Leave me alone.”

“What do you mean?” He demanded. “Do you need to see a doctor?”

Lance let out a heavy sigh. “I have…nnngh…I have ADHD.”

“That…what does that have to do with your stomach?”

“I forgot to take my meds. This is a side effect.”

“Oh shit.” Keith said, his eyebrows shooting up. “Do you need anything?”

“I just need to…r-ride it out.” He groaned, gripping the blankets and writhing in pain. Sharp, stabbing, cramping pains were shooting across his abdomen in waves.

“Are you sure?”

Lance just groaned in pain, pressing his face into the pillow.

“Okay, I’m calling Shiro.”

“No-”

“-it’s not up for discussion, Lance.” He said firmly.

Lance whimpered in pain, squeezing his eyes shut.

Keith dialed Shiro’s number, keeping his eyes on Lance.

“Hey, Keith.”

“Shiro, we need you over here.”

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s Lance.”

“What happened with Lance?”

“He has a really bad stomachache…he’s writhing in pain in bed and I don’t know what to do.”

“Does he have a fever?”

“I don’t-Lance, do you have a fever?”

“No, idiot. I don’t have a fever.” Lance spat. “I’m not SICK, you don’t need to call Sh-Shiro…I’m f-ngggh.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t have a fever.”

“Give him something for the pain, I’ll be there soon.”

A wave of nausea rolled over him, and he got out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.

Lance slammed the door shut, and leaned over the toilet to empty his stomach. When he emerged from the bathroom, pale and shaky, Shiro was there.

“Are you alright?” He asked, pressing his hand to Lance’s cheek.

Lance batted his hand away. “I’m fine.”

Throwing up almost always brought relief when this happened. He felt mostly better, his stomach still hurt but it was nowhere as bad as before.

“You’re not fine.” Shiro said, shaking his head. Lance groaned, thoroughly irritated at all the attention he was getting.

Keith pursed his lips. “He says it’s a side effect from not taking his medication.”

Shiro frowned. “What? What medication?”

Lance clenched his jaw. “I have ADHD. I forgot to take my medication and that’s why I was so unbearable today.”

“Lance, you weren’t-”

“I annoyed you…I know I was.  I knew when I kept cutting you off.  I know how annoying I get when I don’t take them…I tried really hard to stop…to be normal, but I couldn’t.  I’m sorry.” Lance said, his eyes filling with tears. 

“Look,” Shiro started.  “I’ll admit…I was getting frustrated.”

“Me too, but dude, it wasn’t just that you were annoying.  We knew something was up, you’re not usually this…uh…”

“All over the place.” Shiro supplied. 

“Yeah, that.  You’re not usually all over the place like this.”

“We were just worried.” 

Lance looked at them.  “You were?”

Both Shiro and Keith nodded.  “Yeah.”

Lance sighed.  “I don’t really tell people,..ever.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell us?” Shiro asked. “We’re your friends. Did you think we’d judge you?”

“Well…yeah…kind of.” Lance muttered, bringing his eyes to the floor.

Keith shook his head. “Why would we judge you for that? So what? What…uh…is ADHD?”

Lance rubbed his forehead. “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. I can’t focus, basically. Look, as much as I’d love to continue this…health lesson…I’m exhausted.”

Shiro nodded. “Yeah…thank you though, for telling us. We don’t think any less of you, you know.”

Lance hung his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “I appreciate that, thanks.”

“Get some sleep, feel better.” Shiro said, clapping him on the back. “Call me if you need anything else.”

Keith walked him to the door as Lance got back into bed. “Thanks, Shiro.”

“Anytime.”

anonymous asked:

Hi! I haven't requested from you before, but I love your aus because they always make me smile. Tomorrow my best friend in the universe is moving away, and I was wondering if I could make a request. I really loved that BamBam one you did where you meet on the plane. Would it be possible to request something similar with Minghao? Or just something cute & soft about meeting him that I can read sometime after my friend is gone (not tomorrow obviously, I wouldn't do that to you). Thank you! 💗💗💗

im so sorry to hear that!! but im sure ur friendship will transpire the distance!!
here’s a cute meeting for the first time au w/angel minghao~~~!!

  • every morning you take the same bus to get to work and that hasnt changed in almost over a year,,,,you get out of your house at 8:00 am and catch the 8:12 bus,,,,that’s just how it goes
  • and you see the same faces and people every time
  • the mom and her young son, the overworked business man, the elderly couple on their way to the market
  • and it’s just a part of your routine.
  • you don’t go out of your way to talk to anyone or change your usual seat by the window,,,,,it’s just repetitive and simple 
  • until one day on your bust stop,,,,,,there’s a boy
  • he’s tall, thin, with a long jacket draped over his frame. the pretty silver earrings distract you for a bit because they look so elegant and nice on his long neck
  • and for a moment you try and decipher if maybe you’ve seen this guy on tv??? in a movie??? 
  • but you come up empty and when he tilts his head,,,his eyes catching yours
  • you look away in embarrassment and pretend to be reading the bus schedule even though you obviously now that the 8:12 bus is going to show up any second now
  • and when it does,,,,the mystery boy steps aside and lets you get on first
  • you slip into your usual seat and you can tell that everyone else on the bus is staring at him too
  • and to your utter surprise he sits down right beside you and takes his phone out opening an app
  • that you soon recognize is a word search game
  • and as much you try not to show it,,,it’s hard to ignore this handsome boy playing on his phone,,,,,like,,,,,,who is he? is he new to the neighborhood?
  • but what keeps you even more interested is the fact that he’s pretty ,,,,, bad at this word search game
  • just from looking at his screen from your seat you’ve already found up to three phrases and he’s only managed to get one
  • and you know it’s impolite to stare,,,and probably even more impolite to point things out 
  • but after a couple of stops you decide what the heck,,,,he won’t get mad at you for helping him win the game - right?
  • so clearing your throat you go “excuse me,,,,i know this is awkward but the word ‘cheesecake’ it’s right there.”
  • you motion at his phone and the boy moves his gaze to his screen,,,eyes widening and a smile appearing on his face
  • “ah! i was looking for it, thank you.”
  • you mentally let out a sigh of relief that he doesn’t get mad at you for peeking at his game and you nod motioning again and explaining that the word tiramisu is right under cheesecake
  • and you think that’s it but suddenly he moves his body a bit, putting his phone out closer to you and he’s like “do you wanna play with me?” and you,,,,,,,are slightly shocked by the sudden request
  • but when he looks up,,,,you notice the way his smile makes his elegant, handsome features soften
  • and the way his eyes become cute and innocent and it’s like,,,,how can you possibly say no
  • and you’re like alright! you have another half hour to kill on the bus anyway why not help him out
  • and for the next twenty minutes you and this mysterious adorable boy complete a bunch of puzzles
  • and by the end he’s like “wah - i leveled up ^^ thanks to you!!”
  • and he sticks his hand out for you to high five and you shyly do and he’s like “im minghao,,,,i just moved here, do you usually take the bus?”
  • and you nod,,,still unsure of saying much in front of minghao because he still is essentially a stranger
  • but then again,,,,,,you did just help him out like it was nothing like you two are long time friends playing phone games on your way to work together
  • and minghao grins and he’s like “im embarrassed to ask, but could you maybe show me around some time? of course, you can say no if you’re busy-”
  • “sure!!”
  • it comes out a little more excited than you planned but minghao’s eyes light up and he thanks you,,,,,
  • you feel something pull at your heart and maybe it’s his cute smile or the surprise when the bus driver announces that your stop is next
  • hurriedly minghao moves out of the seat to let you through and you turn back to see him smiling
  • and you’re like “oh- my name is-”
  • and you tell him and you’re like should?? we exchange numbers or something??? and minghao is like sure!! 
  • but the bus is already pulling into the stop and minghao leaps up to help push the door open for you and you’re like “sorry i need to rush but-”
  • and minghao is like “don’t worry, ill see you tomorrow morning on the bus stop,,,,what is it what time-”
  • you grin and go “8:12. that’s my bus. 8:12″
  • minghao gives you thumbs up,,, another cute smile that makes your heart pull again and the doors close as you coyly wave and see him wave back
  • and you can’t help it,,,but be super happy that your boring bus routine seems like it’ll get a whole lot better from now on~~
Slick vs Sleek

Originally posted by magiccastles

Jaebum x Reader

*Requested*

Warning: Partial Smut, Violence

Word Count: 4617

Author: Admin Jae

“You know what you came here for. Stay on target” Nigel whispered in the microphone attached to the inside of your ear.

“Yes, I get it. Stop pestering me, will you?” you snapped back. Nigel is your partner during your assignment. You were fond of Nigel, just because he bought humor to the table. Nigel would make it his personal mission to see you crack a smile. He was serving as an intern at Crimson. He graduated top of his class and in his spare time; he hacks and read comic books. He found your stern looks intimidating causing him to be extremely nervous around you. You were known to be a smartass around the office and never followed the rules despite your strong work ethic.

“You look absolutely beautiful tonight” Nigel commented. “Thank you, I try to be a good representation of Crimson. Sexy… Deadly” you said.

You were wearing a sexy red evening dress with a slit and v-neckline that can tease any man. You also carried a concealed weapon underneath. You had stares coming from all directions, men stealing glances from you.

“All right, what’s next?” you said.

“What do mean, what’s next? Haven’t you’ve done this before?” Nigel speculated. “No, I don’t perform stakeouts” you replied. “Well, it’s not our assignment to search and destroy. Keep your eyes sharp and ears open” Nigel urged. “I know Nigel, this isn’t my first day” you reminded handing the guard your gala invitation.  

You walked up the marbled steps to the ballroom. Everyone was dressed their very best only to impress those around. It was a very elegant atmosphere. People gathered in discussion barely able to hold their alcohol before the gala starts. “People are already drunk” you observed. “That’s a shame” Nigel said. You caught a glimpse of the most notorious criminal- Silas. 

To get a clearer view, you saw a bar across the way to watch. “He’s here” you spoke. “Good, now go entertain him” Nigel encouraged. “I don’t think that’s the best idea” you rejected. Walking gracefully past everyone, until you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, “Excuse me Miss, may I have moment of your time?” a gentleman asked.

He was dressed in all black. His hair was slid back exposing the two beauty marks above his left eye. He was blessed with a chiseled jawline and defined cheekbones and broad shoulders. Something about his eyes, you found him intimidating and intriguing.  He was a sharp dresser no doubt. Yet behind his appearance, he had a mysterious aurora about him.

“No, you can’t” you said as you kept walking with your hips swinging. You sat in a bar stool. “What can I get you?” the bartender asked. “Yes, I’ll take Vodka martini”. “Don’t you think it’s too early for a drink” Nigel questioned. “Shut up” you said. The bartender threw you a confused look. “Oh no, not you. I wasn’t talking to you. I’m sorry” you apologized.

You looked at your surroundings. Security was tight, there were guards at the major exits.

“Ok, here are your drinks Miss.” the Bartender announced pushing two drink towards you.

“I only ordered the Vodka Martini” you corrected.

“That guy over there ordered it for you” the bartender pointed.

You look over your shoulder saw the same gentlemen staring at you from afar signaling his drink in the air to give you a toast.

Who is this guy?

 “I think I have some company” you said. “Who?” Nigel asked as you heard his fingertips lightly tap the keyboard. “There’s a camera right above him on my 4 o’ clock” you instructed. “Ok, got him. Running a facial recognition now”.

“What’s this anyway?” you asked politely. “It’s Strawberry Pink Moscato Cocktail”. You nodded your head and sipped your drink. It tasted good, smooth and sweet. “Tell him I said thank you”.

“Find anything yet?” you asked as you continued drinking. “Almost the scan is 75% done. It’s searching through all the databases.” Nigel answered. You looked over your shoulder again and saw him walking in your direction. You quickly looked away. “Act natural and be yourself. Smile.” Nigel suggested. “That’s hard to do” you said.

You felt a gentle tap on your shoulder again. “Hi” he said. “Hi” you smiled. He took a seat next to you. You sat your drink down and said, “I didn’t realize a thank you is meant as an invitation to sit with me”. “It is, if she accepts a drink” he smoothly remarked. “Touché” you said grinning. “She smiles” he said eyeing you. “Stop referring to me that way” you said sternly. “I’m sorry, we got on the wrong foot” he said.

“Oh shit!” Nigel gasped over the microphone.

“I’m Jaebum” he extended his hand. “I’m Y/N” you said shaking his hand.

“His name is Im Jaebum. He’s working with Silas as his bodyguard. Y/N, he’s a SILENCER!!! Tread with caution, I repeat tread with caution!” Nigel exclaimed in your ear.

Silencers were bad news for anyone. Hence the name, no one has ever lived to tell.

You kept your composure. “So, you’re not going to use the cheesy phrase” you hinted. “What phrase?” he wondered. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?” you said. Jaebum chuckles to himself and responds “I don’t see a girl. I only see a woman”.

You nod your head and turned your body towards Jaebum. The slit resting on the left side, you seductively rose your left leg over exposing such beautiful skin. “That I am” you said. He smiles and continue eyeing you.

“What’s going on?” Nigel interrupts. You didn’t answer. 

“Why are you here?” Jaebum asked. “Someone sent me an invitation” you remarked finishing your Vodka martini. “Who exactly?” he edged more. 

“Your boss?” you shrugged your shoulders. 

“You do realize I am head of security, right?” he assumed. 

“No, I couldn’t, you must be a Rent-A-Cop” you replied. 

Jaebum moves his jacket and shows you his gun resting at his waist. You raise an eyebrow. “Should I be afraid of that?” you asked. “No but you should be afraid” Jaebum suggested getting a sip of his drink. “Of what exactly?” you wondered.

He leaned into your ear and whispered…

“Me”

You gasped under his touch as he gently caressed his hand up your revealed thigh.

He felt your gun and pulled it from your thigh holster.

“Shit” you mumbled under your breath.

“Look what we have here. A gun. Ms. Y/N. I don’t know who you are but I do know you won’t cause a scene tonight.”  he said

You kept your composure and asked “How can you be so sure?”

“Because I’ll have to punish you” he smirked.      

“Enjoy your evening Ms. Y/N”

He left his seat, walked away and winked back at you. You were shaking. “Y/N, are you still there?” Nigel chimed in your ear, “What happened?”

“Nothing Nigel” you huffed to catch your breath, “I’m still here”.

The lights grew dimmer and a bright light shined to center stage with the announcer.

“Good evening, everyone and welcome to our annual Charity Gala”.

Everyone gives an around of applause. “This evening we want to think our sponsors for helping us fund and plan this event. And tonight, our biggest contributor is millionaire entrepreneur Silas”. The light shines on him, he stands up to receive a thunderous applause. You scoffed in seat observing the pure nonsense.

He was more than a philanthropist. He was a murderer, a thief, and a liar. He was cruel and merciless. You couldn’t stand the sight of him. It was all a cover up his true nature.

You saw Jaebum standing in the corner behind him. His eyes were right on you. You rolled your eyes. I can’t believe he has my gun and that’s my favorite one.

“He took my gun” you grumbled.

“He what?” Nigel wondered.

“He took my fucking gun” you said. “I want it back!”.

“Y/N don’t do anything drastic. Stick to the plan” Nigel encouraged.

A young gentleman was passing around numbered cardholders. You were handed the number seven.

“We are about to begin our auction this evening and all the money raised for each item will go towards our World Relief Foundation”.

“Tonight, we are starting our auction with the most expensive device in the cyber market”. They placed a small gray hardware decoder on the auction table. It didn’t look like much. Who would want this piece of junk?

“This little guy has a history; it was first created during the Cold War. It was unknown when or where during that time-period. However, we do know that it was supposedly used to decode top secrets information. It’s called Decon20, it is also presumed to bypass all firewall security and networks faster than a room full of computers working at the same time”.

The whole audience was amazed and whispering amongst themselves.

“Alright let’s get started. Place your bets” the announcer said, “starting at $50,000”.

“Remember Crimson got you covered for the amount. They will only provide you with $50 million dollars to use to get it” Nigel said. “Copy” you said.

You rose your cardholder immediately high in the air first. “Alright, we have the lady by the bar for $50,000—-going once, going twice. Going for 1 million dollars”

“Uh no. I have this older gentleman right here for 1 million dollars. Anyone for 10 million dollars-going once, going twice”

You rose your cardholder again. “Alright the lady again by the bar for 10 million dollars. Alright. Anyone for 20 million dollars—-going once, going twice….”

Silas rose his cardholder. “Alrighty now, we have Silas wanting to join the fun. $20 million dollars does anyone want to go any higher”. You were determined not to lose to Silas. You need that Decon. You rose your cardholder again. “Lady by the bar is very determined this evening, 30 million dollars—-going once, going twice”. The older gentlemen back down from the offer.

Now it was just you and Silas.                                                                                  

Silas rose his cardholder. “Silas for $40 million dollars, do you want to go any higher lady?” the auctioneer asked.

You rose your cardholder. “Now, you are fierce. $50 million dollars”. You were staring at Silas. He paused for a moment and whispered in his accountant’s ear. He nodded his head and finally rose his cardholder again. “Omg, $60 million dollars”.

“You can’t go over 50 million dollars. We lost this bet” Nigel responded. “Fuck it” you whispered to yourself.

“100 million dollars!” you spoke loudly. The entire audience turned their attention to you. “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO?!” Nigel cursed. You didn’t answer him.

“100 million dollars. Silas, can you top that?” the auctioneer asked. Silas rose from his seat and drew his attention to you. “She can have it” he spoke.

“Alright folks, there you have it. Decon 20 is going that pretty lady by the bar. Come claim your item and pay in the back” the auctioneer instructed. You nodded your head and was escorted backstage.  

“Where the hell, are you going to get the rest of the money?” Nigel asked. “Do you honestly think I’m broke?” you retaliated. The things I do for this agency.

You went backstage. You saw Silas approaching you with Jaebum alongside him.

Silas came from a rich family. His birth is unknown however he grew up in London. He dropped out of college at the age of 19 but had extreme interest in computer hacking. Good thing his family could pay the cops off. He hated his family and never spoke to them after he left college. He made his living working for criminals around the world. His skillset was vital to anyone. When he realized this, he decided to go into business for himself selling arms, cars, money, sometimes drugs to whoever was willing to be the biggest ATM machine. No one has ever caught him.

“Well, you are a very lovely woman. Be careful with that. You don’t want it to get in the wrong hands” Silas whispered in your ear and smirked at you.

“Trust, I can take of myself, thank you very much” you said as you finished paying.

Silas face grew slight grim and he narrowed his eyes at you. “I’m sorry have we met?” he asked. “No” you replied. “Mhm. Maybe we can meet sometime?” Silas smirked again.

“I have things to do. I don’t have time for you or anyone for that matter” you answered carrying the Decon in your hand.

“Well, maybe I can arrange something?” Silas started walking alongside you as you began to head to front entrance. Jaebum walking behind you two.

“How about no?” you said shook your head. “Shame. I’m never rejected easily by a woman” Silas laughed. “Well, there’s a first time for everything” you sarcastically replied.

“I guess there is” Silas said. “Have a goodnight, Miss…” he paused. “Y/N. Goodnight” you said walking down the remainder of steps to the front steps.

You got outside, it just finished raining. There was a black car parked out front. Nigel was waiting in front of the driver’s door wearing his driver disguise. Nigel opened it for you as you crawled inside. He got into the driver’s seat and began to drive.

“Well that went well” Nigel finally smiled. “If you say so” you said. “What happened in there?” Nigel asked checking the mirror for the car behind him.

“Nothing really. I just got Decon 20 and left. I didn’t want to stay” you said. Nigel nodded his head. “I think Silas took some sort of interest in me” you blurted out.

Nigel choked gasping for air. “WHAT?” he exclaimed. “Oh God, I hope not” he said. “Why do you say that?” you curiously asked.

“Because I’m sure you’ll kill the man in his sleep that’s why” Nigel explained. You nodded your head in agreement. Nigel was right, you’d kill him if he even touches you.

“There’s a file right next to you about Jaebum” Nigel said.

You scanned over the file. His facial profile and records. “He served in the Korean Military for a short time. He’s a master marksman. He specializes in hand-to-hand combat just like you. But that’s all we know”. You laughed and replied “But I’m pretty badass with a knife though”. Nigel smiled. “At least you didn’t have use your gun, right?” Nigel added. 

“Fuck, he took my gun” you blurted. “Maybe he’ll return it” Nigel proposed. “I doubt it” you said staring out the window.

“Are we heading back to the hotel?” Nigel asked. “Yes, please. Enough scouting for today. We have to continue our work tomorrow” you instructed. Nigel drove you to the hotel.

“Good night Y/N. See you tomorrow morning” Nigel said as he opened the car door for you. “Good night Nigel. Sleep well” you said heading for the hotel entrance.

You carried the Decon20 under your arm. For something to be this small, it was a little heavy. You exited the elevator to your floor. You pulled the room key from your dress and entered the room.

You didn’t leave it dark, you left the tv running and lamps on. You heard a slight shuffle from the chair in the corner of your room. You tried to pull you gun but you didn’t have it. “SHIT” you said and turned the light on behind you.

You found Jaebum sitting in the chair holding your own gun in his hand. You didn’t flinch.

You rose an eyebrow puzzled. “You do realize you have something that belongs to me, right?” you said. 

“Same” Jaebum motioned the gun and eyes to the bed. You placed the Decon20 on the table. You moved slowly and sat quietly on the bed. You huffed. “Let me guess Silas sent you to get the Decon20” you suggested. He slowly nodded. You nodded too and asked “How do you want to do this?”.

“We can either do this the easy way or hard way?” Jaebum offered.

“The easy way sounds good. But I prefer the hard way because I don’t cooperate with people that are trying to kill me” you said.

“I don’t want to do this to you” Jaebum spoke “but I need it”.

“You don’t need shit, Silas needs it” you said. Jaebum huffed, a shot rang passed your ear.

You froze realizing he could have shoot your ear off. “Really?” you asked. “Really!” Jaebum said motioning towards the Decon20.

You kicked your gun away his hand and kicked him back into the chair. Your gun flew into the air, landed near the door. You ran for your gun, Jaebum jumped the ground and grabbed your legs towards him and pulled you towards him. You were a few inches away from. He pulled you some more. You kicked him in the face twice and crawled for the gun. You reached the gun to shoot him, he quickly came behind you twisting your arm to disarm you. You headbutted him in the face, some blood started seeping down out his nose. He wiped his nose on his white-sleeve.  You kicked him in the stomach while he was distracted. Jaebum tumbled to the ground. He swiped his legs quickly under you. Your legs buckled from his hit causing you to fall as well. He quickly crawled on top and began choking you. You tried to pull him off, his strength was no match. You grabbed your gun from your peripheral to hit him. He fell back holding his head. Coughing, you gasped for air. You pulled the trigger hoping to shoot. No bullets came out. There was only one bullet in your gun and he wasted it. Jaebum smiles at you.

“You really thought I would let you shoot me” Jaebum laughed.

You threw your gun away from you frustrated. You both had enough strength to stand up. Facing one another, he lunged at you with everything he has. He bolted you against the wall, you held your hands together and pulled all your upper strength together and plummeted both hands into his back three hard times. He groaned and dropped to the floor slightly, he pulled himself together and grabbed both your ankles pulling you. You bumped your head against the floor hard. You laid there for a few seconds trying to regain consciousness, Jaebum standing over you.

“I’m sorry” and punches you in the face.

You slowly opened your eyes slowly. Your eyes scanned the room, you found Jaebum searching your belongings. You blinked some more. The right side of your face was experiencing dull pain. You moved your mouth around, you were lucky your jaw wasn’t broken. Your wrists and ankles felt very stiff. Fully conscious, you realized your arms and legs were apart from each other. You turned to your right and left tied to each bed post. Only in your black lingerie.

“Hey, let me go!” you shouted. JB still searching. “I’ll do that until I find every weapon hidden in this room” he replied walking in the bathroom.

There was a black bag sitting on the chair, the Decon20 was inside along with your weapons. He came out the bathroom with your knife set in his hands. “Knives need to be used for cooking not killing” he said placing them in his bag.

“Just like hands shouldn’t be used for hitting women” you remarked. “And in defense, you tried to kill me and I said I was sorry”. You rolled your eyes.

He began scouring your night table. “Hey, that’s private!” you exclaimed. “No matter how loud you shout. Remember you decided to get a soundproof suite” he said quietly searching.

His face turned completely stiff and red as he pulled out your favorite toy. “Well, no wonder you don’t have time for anyone. You’re too busy with this” he said as he appeared with your vibrator. He stood over you and smirked. “Ok so what’s your point?” you suggested. “Well, I was thinking I would put this to use” he said. Your eyes widen in shook, out of your mouth came “Don’t”.

“I’m just curious, what exactly makes Y/N tick?” he wondered. You sighed. “Why does it matter?” you asked. “Because you decided to choose the hard way remember?” he recalled, “So I’m going to make sure you get what you deserve”.

Jaebum stood at the edge of the bed, turning on your vibrator. He was adjusting to how it worked. He was intrigued.  He shook his head and spoke “Instead of this, you could have had the real deal”.

He crawled on the bed on top of you. You heaved as his hands gently roamed your body. He wasn’t rough with you. “You’re not protesting” he said. “How could I when I’m tied up” you reminded. “I don’t want to hurt you” he spoke softly caressing your face.
“You already did” you said looking him directly in his eyes. He nodded his head not denying your statement.

From his eyes to his nose to his lips, you couldn’t stop staring at how handsome he is. He was staring back at you. He inched forward and pressed his lips into yours. His lips were soft to kiss. You slightly parted your lips just get a small taste of him. He kissed your cheek and whispered in your ear, “You’re so beautiful” and kissed you with more passion. You couldn’t resist his sultry aura. He kissed your neck and moved downward. His hot breath against your skin sent shivers down your spine. He stopped himself between your aroused peaks. He slid his tongue to your right peak and twirled his tongue around. Your nipples were so hard and sensitive to his touch you managed to let out as soft moan. His other hand groped the other. He changed his direction to the left peak. He stopped and kissed your temple reaching his final descent.

He slid your panties down slightly. He rubbed his thumb over your moist lips. “Someone’s wet” he said turning the vibrator on.

“Which is it” he asked.

“What?” you wondered.

“Which are you wet, for me or this? Answer truthfully” he teased.

You huffed and answered “You”.

“Wrong answer. As much as I would like to believe you. I don’t. You’re not very convincing” Jaebum smirked as he rubbed the vibrator against your entrance. You quivered. He was teasing you, you didn’t like to be teased. Neither as a joke and especially not in bed. Your breathing became heavy as he continued. You let out a moan.

“Does Y/N want more?” he asked sweetly.

“Yes” you spoke softly.

“Alright then” he said and inched the entire vibrator into your heated core. You let your head fall back and absorb the sudden movements your vibrator made inside of you. You were becoming wet by the second, what made it worse; Jaebum purposely thrusted inward and outward just to see your reaction. Jaebum lightly sucked your nipples as he did so. You were going insane from the sheer pleasure, you started rocking your body wanting your vibrator to go deeper to reach your furthest.

“You like that, don’t you?” Jaebum asked.

“Yes” you whimpered, his thrusts went faster. “Oh God, don’t stop” you pleaded.

“I’m not going to until you see you cum for me” Jaebum replied kissing you.

“Ahh shit!” you said arching your back off the bed.

He took the vibrator out leaving you with trembling pussy and a free clit he graciously licked and sucked on. This wasn’t anything you experienced before. If you weren’t tied up, your hands would be in his hair helping him steadily eat everything you had to offer. You edged your pussy further into his mouth. His tongue swirled around your clit and your entrance. You were so wet, no matter how much his tongue entered you, more cum seeped into the bedspread.

He grabbed the vibrator and plunged into you. He changed the setting to the fastest. You began to shake. You curled your toes from the intensity, you were no match for it. You whimpered in pleasure. “Yes, baby. Yes baby. Give it to me! Oh, God Yes Jaebum! Please Don’t Stop!” you rocked harder to the vibrator. You felt your core began to tighten. You were ready to release all your stress.

“Please Y/N cum for me” Jaebum whispered in your ear. Your eyes rolled backwards. “I’m cumming”. You let out a loud moan, you felt yourself slipping; your juices poured into the bedspread. Jaebum slurped the rest of your cum seeping out. You were shaking, your body felt every sensation he sent every time he licked your clit. Your body went limp, you released yourself to a someone you didn’t know.

“It’s wonderful seeing such a woman like yourself this way” Jaebum said. He kissed you passionately. Your body began to relax. He got up from the bed and place the vibrator on the nightstand.

“Oh my God” you huffed, you were embarrassed. “Don’t be embarrassed. If I had more time, I would fuck you until you couldn’t walk; but I have to get going” he said.

He went over to his bag sitting on the chair. Jaebum pulls out a needle from his black bag. Your eyes widen in horror, you toss and turn trying to stop him but you were still tied to the bed posts.

“Calm down! I’m just making sure you’re not going to follow me. I’m going to put you to sleep for a little while” he said injecting the substance in your arm.

“Why are you doing this?” your speech started to slur.

“Because…..” his voice became muffled. Your eyes were closing against your will. You fell into a deep sleep.

The sunlight streamed past the blinds hitting your eyes. You slowly opened them to see the room completely empty. Jaebum was nowhere in sight. You moved your arms and legs realizing he took the restraints off. Your body was aching all over. You slowly walked to the bathroom, you found a small bruise on your face from where Jaebum punched you. You rubbed your face and splashed warm water on your face. You searched through your drawers luckily, he left your clothes the same, but took your vibrator with him. Son of a bitch.

This is the second time he took something from you. You took a shower, it felt good to have hot water to relax your muscles from last night’s soiree. You came out the bathroom in your robe hearing your cellphone ring.

You answered “Morning Nigel”.

“What the hell happen last night?!” Nigel barked.

“It was a misunderstanding. I can explain” you spoke softly as your rubbed your forehead in frustration.

“Well you better explain that to Crimson and tell them how the hell Decon20 ended up with Silas! Our asses are on the line now! They are calling us in!” Nigel scolded.

You huffed over the phone, you quickly got your thoughts together.

“Nigel pick me up in 20 minutes. I’ll be ready. Call them back and tell them I’ll be in” you instructed.

“Alright” he said and hung up.

You huffed some more and fell back into the bed staring at the ceiling. You closed your eyes to the events that occurred last night. How could I let myself slip so easily to Jaebum. I would never do this on a regular assignment. What’s happening to me! Why did I let him take control? He knew what buttons to push and what I craved. I’m better than this!

Absorbing all your anger and frustration, you opened your eyes determined to set things straight. I’m coming for you Silas.

Ultimate Fangirl

Summary: My Marvel, inner fangirl gets exposed during my DC press tour, and now that’s all I talk about during my interviews. When going onto Ellen DeGeneres’ show, she not only has questions in store for me but a surprise as well. 

Author’s Note: THROWBACK THURSDAY! I wrote this a long time ago and decided to share it with you guys. I wrote this in first-person, because it’s a bit personalized. It’s based off of my interaction with Sebastian Stan during WWC Sacramento with @pleasecallmecaptain. AND based on Graham Norton’s Spice Girls Prank on Emma Stone.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan x Anthony Mackie x Reader (Platonic)

Words: 1,648

Originally posted by food-oriented

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Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.5

                                                 Part F I V E 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 3k+

A/N: let’s reach for 100, as usual! i really hope you guys enjoy this part as well (bc i kinda really like this part). im so happy to write this series and it makes me happy that ya’ll totally encourage me on it!! 

Parts: one, two, three, four, fivesix, seveneight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]

                                                  I M A G I N E 

Helsinki, 18:28 P.M. (last day in Finland, concert day)

“Where the fuck is it?” Calum growled, throwing Ashton’s clothing up in the air as he dug through his things. You watched in fear as Michael, Luke, and Ashton watched with you. 

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Overwatch Chatroom: Dog Days

Requested by Anon

Okay so basically i got back into tf2 and ive just been “overwatch who?? Idk her.” also all my overwatch knowledge flew out the window. Its lost

Sorry yall

Also this is longer than it was supposed to be heck

- Forest


Tracer has started a chatroom

Tracer has invited Winston, 76, Ana, Lucio, Reaper, Junkrat, and Zenyatta.

Tracer: Can we get a dog?

Hanzo: We don’t need a dog.

Tracer: I want a dog.

76: Why do you want a dog?

Junkrat: We already have a pe

Lucio: no we dont

Junkrat: yeah we do, its winston

Winston: Jamie

Ana: Don’t be rude to Winston.

Lucio: winston is a gorilla shaped like a friend. Hes not a pet

Tracer: Winston is a friend, not a pet! >:0

Junkrat: it was a joke, calm down.

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winner is having a comeback!!!
i just saw and so here, have some winner hp!au stuff

 Seungyoon 

  • gryffindor prefect who wishes he was the head boy but is fine with his job because it’s still important,,,,,,,if only the first years weren’t the only ones who listened to him,,,, 
  • plays on the quidditch team, is a beater 
  • is really good at muggle music because he taught himself to play guitar the manual way (didn’t drink a potion or put a spell on the instrument to play itself 
  • even though seunghoon teased him about for a whole semester)
  • does ok in all his other classes but has a knack for divination even though he hides it from his classmates who make fun of the subject
  • you’re pretty sure he isn’t lying when he reads one of the tea leaves and tells someone they’re going to fail their OWLs because the person who he said it to literally sleeps in every class you have with them 
  • so you go over and ask seungyoon to read yours and he’s like “sure,,,,is there something you’re interest in knowing specifically?”
  • and you put your hands up on the desk and shrug like “how about my love life?" 
  • seungyoon kind of flusters for a second but agrees and as he’s looking at the leaf he frowns and is like "there’s not much, which means something is going to happen really really soon-" 
  • and just as he’s about to finish seunghoon walks by and is like "i heard you were watching seungyoon games over the weekend, was it fun?” To you 
  • and you’re like hOON SHUT UP but he’s just chuckling like a madman before skipping away and seungyoon is like “you came to watch me play?” and you’re like m,,,maybe,,,,yes 
  • and he suddenly gets a bit pink in the face and he’s well,,,,if you have time after this i can teach you some tricks on the broom????? and you’re like OMG id love that 
  • and long story short he didn’t see anything in the tea leaves because,,,,,after he teaches you some stuff you guys decide you’ll have a proper date at diagon alley,,,,,next week hehe 

Jinwoo

  • hufflepuff whose part of herbology club and likes plants,,,,,,,,and being nice to people,,,,,,,,,,
  • and is fiercely loyal to his friends because people like to downplay hufflepuff’s as serious, studios wizards but,,,,,,if one of his friends gets hurt jinwoo is the first person to perform healing spells and to put himself on the line to protect those close to him
  • but he’s all like,,,,,,,,,,the most handsome wizard ever,,,,,,,,,like he’s famous among the entire school and other schools overseas because like Have you Seen his Perfect Face
  • when his photo got printed in the newspaper for a discovery by the club he was in on a new kind of magical plant, the newspaper literally was sold out. that has never happened????? but everyone wanted his moving image for themselves?????? jinwoo’s impact
  • you’re his underclassman but you really like herbology just like him and you’ve got a first press copy of “one thousand magical herbs and fungi” and phyllida spore is literally your Idol
  • and no one has ever really shown interest as passionately as you do, especially with how outspoken you are during club meetings and how you even insist that you guys shouldn’t be scared to go into the dark forest to find more samples of plants
  • and sometimes your overexcited voice and overflowing knowledge gets on other students nerves, but jinwoo,,,,,,,,really sees you only have good intentions to learn and so if he hears anyone start whispering something mean he mutters a spell under his breath that makes it impossible for them to speak above a certain volume for a bit
  • and he thinks you don’t notice, he thinks he’s doing a great job at being subtle but you do know
  • and you,,,,,,,,are really thankful but you’re way too shy to ever approach him and thank him,,,,,,,,,until one day it’s just you two left in the club room
  • and jinwoo is humming softly, using his wand to put away all the chairs and books and you’re watching the way he’s so gentle when handling a wand and performing magic and it makes you just like him more
  • and you’re like “,,,,upperclassman if i can say something,,,,,” and jinwoo is like “go ahead!” and you’re like swallowing your fear and you’re like tHANK YOU !!!!!!! FOR PROTECting,,,,,mE,,,,,,,,,i know i can get annoying and talk too much but you always try to hide peoples negative thoughts from me,,,,,,,,,and i-it’s very sweet and im very happy for you,,,,,,,,i really like having you,,,,,,,,,,on my side!!!!!!!
  • and jinwoo is so shocked that he almost drops his wand and the chair floating mid air almost breaks but he manages to regain his wand and you rush to catch the chair before it comes crashing down
  • and jinwoo is blushing, bringing up his sleeve to shield his face and he’s like “so,,,,,,you’ve known all along what ive been up to?” and you’re like “Yes,,,,,,,,,,,it’s very nice,,,,,,of you” and he’s like “then if it’s ok, ill keep doing it?” and you’re like !!!!!! please do and then you see him smile as he lowers his sleeve and he’s like “ill always be on your side, does this mean i can count you to be on mine?”

Mino

  • ravenclaw who looks like he shouldn’t be in ravenclaw,,,,,,,because everyone is prime and proper and mino doesn’t even bother tying his tie correctly or wearing his robe to class
  • and his broom? it breaks every month. the poor thing is falling apart its been bandaged so many times that seungyoon thinks mino is a flying hazard when he gets on it
  • surprisingly though,,,,,,he takes studying serious. especially transfiguration.
  • is actually a metamorphmagus, meaning he was born with the skill to alter his appearance to look like a completely different person. his hair and eye color change along with his emotions,,,,,,,he’s kinda learned how to control but it’s still something that happens
  • “im not mad seunghoon. i promise.” “mino, your hair turned red and your eyes are swirling into a dark black abyss, i can tell that you’re mad.”
  • doesn’t talk about it much, but he wants to be an auror,,,,,,,,,because like it’s such a cool job and no matter how messy he might present himself to be or laidback,,,,,he can be really serious and determined
  • is in a punk band called ‘gremlins and goblins” along with seunghoon. neither of them play instruments they really just scream into mics and fool around LOL
  • you’ve always been super jealous of mino’s abilities as a metamorphmagus because you have to be born as one to be able to transform like that
  • and for a while you tried to teach yourself spells that would at least let you change hair color or your nose or something but it’s super hard
  • and mino’s just,,,,,,,,so good at it because it’s natural and when everyone in class is like “turn into the professor before they get here!!!” and mino does it in like the blink of an eye and everyone is like wOW
  • and you’re just like,,,,,,,,,,,,,why can’t i make my magic strong enough to do that
  • and mino’s sweet so he’s always nice to you and you kinda act cold out of your own jealousy and accord
  • until one day he’s got to sit next to you in class and transfiguration of all,,,,and you’re like grumbling to yourself and the teacher is like “alright, we’re gonna turn a dinner plate into a mushroom!” and you’re like omg this is such an easy spell,,,,,
  • and you do it in a flash and mino,,,,,,,you see is struggling even though he has the highest scores for this class???? and you’re like “um,,,,,are you ok? are you sick?” and mino chuckles and he’s like “nope, ive just always been bad at this one.” and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,let me help
  • and you help him repeat the spell and you’re like leaning over to help re position his wand
  • and like,,,,,,,wow you’re the one helping mino,,,,,,the top student and he’s smiling at you and thanking you and ok,,,,,,what,,,,,,he’s so cute,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,who,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,allowed?? him??
  • and after class mino catch up with you and ok seriously he looks so cute with his shirt untucked and his tie loose around his neck and his ravenclaw scarf thrown over his shoulder and he’s like “OWLS are coming up and you’re super smart, we should study together?”
  • and you’re like “oh,,,,like a study group?” and mino laughs embarrassingly and he’s like “is it bad that im kinda hoping it’s a study DATE instead?”
  • you: drops your wand lfkjdgsmgg

Seunghoon

  • slytherin troublemaker and captain/seeker of the houses quidditch team
  • likes to play pranks on everyone. even the house ghost, the bloody baron
  • is only passing his classes because he has to to be able to stay captain,,,,,,,,,,pretty sure he has some method of cheating but like,,,,,,who knows,,,,,,,tbh seunghoon is probably the most cunning in that whole house and that’s what the house is known for so can you imagine,,,,,,
  • tried to smuggle in a dog onto the platform when taking the train to school, but it was confiscated and seunghoon was forced to make due with only his frog,,,,,,,
  • like mino, he’s part of ‘gremlins and goblins’, and his lyrics are all incoherent noises and sometimes lowkey disses at some of the teachers at school and mino is like bro,,,,,,,,,,,we can’t and seunghoon is like bro,,,,,,,,,no one listens to this “music” but us let me talk shit about the charms professor-”
  • seunghoon is actually an animagus. and most people are shocked because to become one you need a lot of patience, the process is super long
  • but he did it, and his form is the same as his patronus,,,,,,a cheetah 
  • and he shows it off like all the god damn time like WE GET IT you’re an animagus seunghoon sit down before you knock something over with your long limbs or your cheetah tail
  • and ,,,,,,,, there’s a certain person seunghoon likes to show off the most to,,,,,,,that person is you
  • and most of the time you just roll your eyes and play off his corny pick up lines and that time he drank a potion to be able to imitate your favorite actor at the time
  • and like,,,,,,you’ve been friends with him for a while so you really just think it’s all teasing so you don’t take it seriously
  • not until one day he’s trying to show you a cool trick on his broom, but end ups falling back first onto the hard floor of the hallway and you hear something crack and you’re like seunghoon,,,,,,,SEUNGHOON
  • and you drop down and move his head into your lap and you’re like turning his head this way and that and you’re like “can you lift your hand???? leg???? listen if you can’t ill levitate you and get you to the-”
  • and seunghoon suddenly starts chuckling and you’re like ???????
  • and he’s like “i knew it,,,,,,,,you do actually care about me. so are you free after the match this afternoon, i know we’re gonna win and as a victory gift how about you let me take you on a da-”
  • and you’re like oh my god did you fall down on PURPOSE and you take out your wand like “im going to seriously poof off your eyebrows for that”
  • and seunghoon is like nOOO spare my handsome face, which you totally like, pleaaaaaaaase
  • and you really wanna do it because he messed with you but at the same time you just sigh and you’re like getting up
  • and seunghoon is like “wait - where are you goi-”
  • and you’re walking down the hall and with your wand you pick up his broom without looking and use it to thunk him on the head and you’re like
  • “pick me up after the game. you better win.”  

bonus their patronus’: seungyoon = brown bear, jinwoo = deer, mino = coyote, seunghoon =cheetah 

boyfriend!jeonghan

Originally posted by wonnhao

  • nobody asked for this but i for real think about this everyday
  • jeonghan?? is a really good boyfriend when he’s not being a demon
  • it was pretty funny how you two got to know each other actually
  • you’re a stylist for seventeen so u already know your job is like,,, literal hell

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I’m Like You

Alex Summers x Reader

A/N: I wanted to write something where the reader has powers very similar to the Summers boys, and Alex takes her in and becomes her mentor and stuff. And I was just really in the mood for some Alex appreciation honestly, so here ya go! I’ll make a part 2 that is more of an x reader, I just wanted to make this one first. 

Also, written with female pronouns, but I mean no offense. This is just the way I naturally write, but I am open to writing with any other pronouns so just lemme know! Hope you enjoy~

Warnings: None?

***Update, part 2 has been completed: https://vamp-lover-663.tumblr.com/post/158654731501/im-like-you-part-2 ***

(Oh and this gif gives me so much life I don’t know what to do with myself)

Originally posted by katarinadreams92


“Thank you so much for meeting with me Professor,” you said gratefully to none other than Charles Xavier.

The past half hour of your life had been filled with more concern and acceptance than you could’ve hoped for, and you were ecstatic to be accept into Charles’s school.

You sat in his office, your hands clasped together tightly in your lap, but your shoulder’s didn’t hold their tense stature anymore. You felt comfortable here, and you felt like the Professor would get you the help you needed. Charles had been nothing but kind to you, he listened to your stories thoughtfully, asked intuitive questions without stepping over his boundaries, and offered to show you around his school. The school you would hopefully become a part of shortly. 

“Of course (Y/N), mind if I ask you one more question?” Charles asked, folding his hands together. 

You nodded your head eagerly, the past week of your life had been a living hell. It wasn’t everyday that you discovered you had an extremely powerful and hard to control mutation. 

“Can you show me what you are capable of?” he asked cautiously.

You glanced down at your hands, feeling the energy between the two slowly pulsate. You didn’t dare move your hands, you didn’t want to torch this school.You looked up at the professor.

“Not here,” you said simply.

The thoughts of your hands unleashing red energy beams into your bedroom wall danced around your head. You didn’t want to repeat the event, especially now that you knew you could contain the energy at the source of which it came from. The problem was, once you moved your hands, the energy would erupt.

Charles gave you an understanding nod, “You know (Y/N), I think there are two people here you would get along with very well.”

You raised an eyebrow at his claim, but didn’t ask anything. He knew best after all. The professor glanced at the door, and you assumed he was going to say it was about time to head out, but a knock sounded on it instead. It looked as though Charles… smirked? 

“Come in,” Charles’ voice rang out through the small room, and you watched eagerly as the golden door handle turned. 

The guy that walked through the door made your heart flutter in your chest. You couldn’t decide what to focus on, his baby blue eyes, the way his navy blue hoodie clung to his muscular frame, his defined jawline, or how the light made his shaggy blonde hair shine. You watched as his eyes flicked around the vintage room quickly, his attention first on Charles, and then shifting to you. You noticed the corner of his mouth flick upwards.

“You needed me?” he asked, keeping his eyes on you for a moment, before looking at Charles.

“Yes, thank you for coming Alex. This is (Y/N),” Charles said, gesturing to you in your chair. “(Y/N) this is Alex.”

Alex nodded at you, a small smirk on his lips making you blush a bright shade of red, you averted your gaze.

“I was wondering if you could show (Y/N) around, she has a mutation very similar to yours,” Charles suggested, gesturing from one of you to the other.

“Sure,” Alex said simply with a shrug, he definitely gave off the “I don’t care do whatever” vibe.

“Thank you,” you said to the two, looking back in forth between them, and standing up from your seat.

“I’ll see you shortly,” Charles said, opening one of his filing cabinets next to his desk and pulling out packets of paper.

With your hands still held together tightly you moved towards Alex, ready to follow him out of the office. As Alex reached for the door a sudden thud sounded on the other side of it, and you jumped a little. Before the three of you really had time to respond the door burst open, and a brunette with red sunglasses came charging in. 

“Professor it’s Jean,” was all he said as he raced towards Charles’s desk, not paying any attention to you or Alex, and in the process pushing against you unintentionally.

You let out a gasp as your balance was disrupted, on reflex you threw your hands behind you to keep you from falling over. You felt the hot energy erupt from your palms, searing the wall behind you and catching you completely off guard. You quickly removed your hands, closing your palms tightly and throwing them together. As a result you no longer had anything supporting you, and you began to fall backwards, that was, until you felt a strong pair of hands grip your waist, holding you upright.

“You’re alright,” Alex said beside you, it was then that you realized it was his hands holding you upright.

“Th-thanks,” you stuttered. 

Alex had quickly turned his attention to the boy who had stormed into the room. 

“Watch it Scott,” he said simply before pulling you out of the room, before the professor, or anyone had time to say anything.

Alex let go of you, but you followed him down one of the wide hallways in the school. They were packed full of students, most of which were younger than you and Alex, but they moved around the two of you as you walked, Alex in particular. You noticed the looks people gave you as you walked by, but you didn’t really care, you just felt terrible. 

After you rounded a couple of corner’s with Alex you descended down a stair case and the flow of students gradually stopped. 

“I know what you’re thinking,” Alex said in front of you as you walked. “That you need to apologize and that you’re probably not going to be accepted here, but that’s not true trust me.”

“How did you know?” you asked cautiously.

“Believe it or not, I had those thoughts once too,” as Alex spoke your eyes widened. “I’m going to show you where I learned to control my power’s.”

“Thank you.”

Shortly Alex led you to a pair of large metal door, all of the activity abuzz in the school was no longer audible. 

“Is this a bunker?” you questioned as Alex pulled the doors open. 

“Yep,” Alex responded, holding the door open and gesturing for you to go in. 

You shuffled into the bunker cautiously. It was the real deal, enforced metal ran all along the walls, and it smelt of… charred rubber? You heard the large doors behind you close, a loud metal thud echoing off of the metal walls of the bunker. You looked back to Alex, who walked directly past you and towards the end of the large bunker. You followed him, not sure what he was doing, but too afraid to ask. 

As you walked closer to the end you noticed a singular large wooden box, it laid on the ground, but was wider than you were tall. The two of you quickly reached the box, and Alex grabbed the lid, opening it swiftly, a large creek sounding as he did so. 

“Just what we need,” he muttered, pulling out a fire extinguisher and placing it on the ground. 

He then proceeded to grab two dummies out of the box, neither of which had filled in features, but were simply white and about average size. He held one in each arm, walking with back to the direction from which you came. You wish’d that you could help him, but you couldn’t exactly use your hands.

Following Alex, you watched as he placed the two mannequins a couple of yards from each other. He gestured down to by where the large metal doors were.

“Go stand down there, I’m going to teach you like I was taught,” he said before walking in the other direction and grabbing the fire extinguisher. 

You did as Alex said, standing even with the metal doors, a good distance from the targets. As Alex walked towards you, his gaze seemed almost hungry. You stared down at your feet for a moment, before looking back up to him, a small smirk never leaving his face. Alex soon stood next to you, placing the fire extinguisher on the ground by the sides of you. 

“Alright, I want you to hit the dummies,” he said, folding his arms and looking at you impatiently. 

“Alex I can’t control it-” you began.

“You’ve gotta start somewhere,” Alex replied sternly.

Your heart began to beat fast in your chest, you hadn’t asked Alex to help you, but you were happy he was. You slowly turned towards the targets, hoping Alex wouldn’t notice the slight shaking of your body. Letting out a shaky breath, you raised your hands, and quickly, before thinking about it, you unclasped them, raising one hand towards different targets. In mere seconds, the red beams erupted from your palms, searing the targets. The energy erupted from your hands was almost exhilarating, you finally let go. It wasn’t until flames started to dance on your targets that you hurriedly clasped your hands together. 

Alex quickly rushed down to the targets with the fire extinguisher, quickly destroying the flames. You hurried after him, wishing you could help. After finishing the job, Alex looked to you, a wide smile on his face.

“You did it.”

“Yeah I… I guess I did,” you said, letting your feat sink in before a large smile appeared on your face.

Alex glanced down to your hands, then back up into your eyes, “So your hands absorb energy right?”

You nodded, “That’s how I can contain the beams.”

Alex studied you for a moment, “Mine do the same thing, mind if I try something?”

“Try what?” you questioned him.

Without saying anything, Alex outstretched his palms towards you. You didn’t have to talk to him to know what he wanted you to do.

“Alex I can’t,” you said, glancing down at your hands. “I could hurt you.”

“I’ll just absorb it, don’t worry,” Alex waited for you.

Breathing in deeply, you quickly unclasped your hands and brought them to his, quick enough that your energy beams couldn’t touch anything else. For the first time you didn’t feel the energy start to build up in your hands. You gasped. 

Alex smiled down at you, folding his fingers over your hands, “I can’t absorb energy (Y/N).”

Your eyes widened, but you folded your fingers over his as well. 

“I could’ve seriously hurt you,” you said.

“But you didn’t. Did you?” Alex taunted, never breaking eye contact with you. “It’s like a switch for me, I can control when the energy comes out. I think that it’s the same for you, you’ve just been too fixated on stopping it to notice.”

Alex slowly began to let go of your hands, you couldn’t help but hold onto him tighter, the fear of hurting him or yourself arising in you.

“Don’t think about it,” Alex said, and this time you let him pull his hands away from yours. 

You stared down at your own hands in awe. The red beams didn’t emerge like you expected. You looked up at Alex, pure adoration all over your features. 

“Thank you so much,” you said to him.

“Don’t mention it,” he shrugged. “Next time, I’ll show you what I can do,” Alex winked at you and color rose to your cheeks once again. 

You had a feeling you were going to fit in just fine.  

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Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.18

                                          Part E I G H T E E N 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 3k+

A/N: hi hi!! this chapter is fairly laid back but nonetheless important! im so happy that you guys love this series, but its about to come to an end :( its gonna be so sad, but i wanna let you guys know that ive had so much fun writing this for you guys. like really, thank you so much for the opportunity, you guys. lets get this to 100, yeah? :) xx

oh, also prepare for smut lmfaooo @ pt 19

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]  

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Hilton Rooftop, 9:55 P.M. 

“How fucking dare you touch my girlfriend like that?” Calum growled at the male on the ground before him. 

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Morgan Rielly- Lock Screen

Request: Could you please write a Morgan Rielly imagine?? Something super fluffy. Maybe meeting the team and the WAGS for the first time and the boys kinda embarrass him a bit? Thank you!

Authors note: of course! Sorry for the wait!


“Come on, please! I already promised them you would go!” My boyfriend of ten months Morgan says, well pleads. As he leans against the kitchen island.

“No. No way. Not gonna happen. I’m not ready to meet your team! Let alone your team and there wives and girlfriends!” I exclaim, pushing my self off the counter walking out of the kitchen.

“Pleeeeeaaasssseeeee.” Morgan drags out. Grabbing my waist.

“Noooooooo” I say back tapping him on the nose. Then starting to walk away.

My effort ended up only being in vain though because Morgan decided to pick me up and carry me to the living room.

As he lays me on the couch he gently sits on my waist. He gives me a wicked grin before tickling me.

“Mo-morg-Morgan! S-St-op” I yell. Thrashing and laughing.

“Not till you promise to come to the dinner with me.” He says moving his fingers quicker on my now exposed skin.

“F-ine.” I give in laughing.

Little did Morgan know or remember. I like to get him back for that.

“Thank you!” He exclaims. Grabbing my face and kissing me deeply.

“Mo.” I say pushing him up.

“Yeah babe?” Morgan asks looking somewhat hurt but also as if he just got challenged.

“No.” I say, wiggling out from under him.

“Why?” He asks pulling me on his lap. His arms wrapping around my waist.

“I need to get ready. Is it dressy or casual?” I ask rubbing his cheek with my thumb.

“Bon fire Casual.” He says, starting to lean in.

“Okay, see you soon.” I reply abruptly getting up.

“Not funny!” Morgan shouts as I run up the stairs.

When I get to the room I quickly show and find casual clothes.

I settle for a nice yet casual red and black plaid button up, with a white v-neck t-shirt underneath. I also wore a pair of dark wash blue jeans. I paired that with my maroon vans.

Then I styled my hair, so it looked casual but not messy by any means.

“Babe, are you-” Morgan said coming up the stairs.

“Im not changing clothes.” We both say at the same time.

We had both dressed in red and black button up with a white shirt and dark wash jeans along with maroon shoes.

“We are gonna be late lets just go.”


“Mo’s whipped!” One of the guys yelled as we walk onto the backyard of one of the guys houses. There a giant fire pit in the middle. All of the guys and some of the girls to crowd around us when the notice of Mo being relationship ‘whipped’ was announced.

“Am not. Right babe?” Morgan says like a child.

“Well….” I drag out teasingly making Morgan roll his eyes.

“I like her already.” Connor says with a laugh.

“Mine.” Morgan says hugging me close to him.

“Awwww…..look at little Morgan. He so whipped.” Another one of the guys teased.

“At least we now know the face to the name. Not that Mo doesn’t already have you as his lock screen and screen saver. But now we can physically put a face to the name.” Freddie says causing Mo to blush a deep shade of red.

“Alright guys. So, what’s for dinner?” Morgan asks trying to change the subject.

“Do you walk on water cause Mo seems to think you can.” Auston teases.

“No, against Mo’s belief I do not walk on water.” I reply with a giggle.

“Really guys.” Morgan groans his blush reappearing in his face and ears. It’s also slowly showing on his neck.

“I can’t wait for you guys to be out of the honey moon stage. All we hear is “she did this” and “she did that” and “she’s so great at this.” I feel likeI know you on a personal level with how much he drowns on about you.“ Jake says trying to imitate Morgans voice.

“So, did you guys get stuff to make s'mores?” Morgan asks again trying to change the subject.

“Oooh s'mores.” I say trying to help Morgan.

Through out the rest of the night we ate s'mores and got teased for the whole matching thing.


“So, I’m your screen saver and your lock screen?” I tease as Mo and I get into bed.

“Uggggh.” Morgan groans, shoving his face into his pillow.

“Am I?” I ask turning out the light.

“Yes.” Morgan says. His arms wrapping around my waist so we are spooning.

“That’s really sweet, Rielly. Your my lock screen too and my screen saver.”

“why thank you, future Mrs.Rielly” Morgan says snuggling closer to me.

“What?”

“I said I love you.” Morgan covers.

“Oh, I love you too, mo.” I play along. Falling asleep with a smile on my face.

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Finding a Date.

A/N: Warning, this fic is garbage. Read with caution bc I swear I need help. *Reader is best friends with Cheryl Blossom and good friends with Ethel Muggs… and literally everyone. You’re a fan of Overwatch and a low-key cosplayer, bruh. (I’m sorry, it’s a Halloween party might as well) ((Using she/her pronouns mostly bc I suck at writing, I just wanted to give Reggie more love and I failed)) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Y/N, you’re going to come to my Halloween party whether you like it or not. I’m not having one of my River Vixens mope and become a homebody.” Mentally screaming, I sighed and joined Cheryl as she stretched before the other girls came for practice. Cheryl Blossom’s been my best friend since we were kids. “Rich Kid Squad”, but I didn’t like hanging out with those other preppy shits. Jason and Cheryl were the only exception… They had my back and I had theirs in ways they never knew they needed. Since her twin brother’s death, I’ve done my best to help her cope. I guess my way of helping her is just being there and… joining the River Vixens.


“I already am, Cheryl, you know already that parties aren’t my kind of thing.” I replied, stretching my arms until I heard a satisfying pop from my elbow. Cheryl visibly cringed at the sound and continued to scold me like I was her child.


“Oh, please Y/N. You’re going and it’s final.”
She snapped at me and led me to the bleachers and sat down, patting the spot next to her.

“If you insist.” I sighed dejectedly. ‘My loot boxes will have to wait then… Daddy will have to wait,’ I thought to myself and tried to think of better days to lock myself in my room and level up on Overwatch with Reaper as my main.


“I know you’re thinking about your video games again, so I’ll make you a deal,” I stopped moping and stared at her, beckoning her to continue her sudden proposal because knowing Cheryl there’s always a catch.


“You can bring your video games and set up in the main hall,” I was about to scream. ‘Is she for real? Oh my gosh and she has a good wifi connection, a night without lagging! Huzzah!’


“But!” She interjected my notion. ‘Fuck my life, I knew it was too good to be true.’


“You have to dress up.” I scoffed and stood up straight. “You’re kidding, right? That’s it?”


“Yeah, why?” ‘That’s too easy, cosplaying is easy as pie Miss Cheryl. What’s really going on?’


“Cheryl, I know you. What’s the catch?”


“Okay fine, you have to bring a date and wear matching costumes.”


“Cheryl Blossom, you know I can’t talk to guys! What am I going to do? I’ve never been on a date, why are you doing this? Oh my God… I’m going to throw up.” I held my stomach, butterflies fluttering inside of me at the thought of asking a guy out.


“Y/N, calm down it’s not a big deal-”


“Uh, Cheryl yes. It IS a huuuuge deal! You know I hate talking to guys!”


“But, you talk to so many on that stupid video game chat whatever it is?”


“That’s different, they can’t see me.”


“Y/N. Listen up, you’re going to ask someone to the party and wear matching costumes. I’ll make sure to have the flat screen and your favorite snacks ready for you when you come, okay?”


“Fine… I’ll do it.”


“Good. And you don’t even have to hang out with him the whole night.”


“Well, that defeats the purpose of even having a date, but okay…”, tossing the conversation aside as the girls came into the gym, ready for cheerleading practice and more of Cheryl’s drama.


“Yup. Alright ladies, line up. We have to perfect this routine by tonight and if it’s not, we’ll be staying late so let’s get going.”

_____


“Who do I even ask? I don’t even talk to any guys other than Archie, Kevin and Jughead. Archie’s going with Betty, Veronica asked Kevin and I highly doubt that Jughead would want to go to a party for Halloween, he’ll probably be working on his novel.” I ranted to Ethel Muggs, she’s my study partner for Chemistry and Statistics. Ethel laughed and quickly copied my notes from a day she missed when she was sick. We were in the library and it was just us two and the librarian and she didn’t mind us chatting away, we were her assistants so we were in the clear.


“I don’t know. At least you were invited.” I froze at that thought. ‘Dang it, I should’ve been more considerate. It’s Ethel, why am I so stupid? …Wait.’


“You wanna be my date?!” I blurted out. Her eyes widened and she shook her head no.


“No no no no Y/N, I am good as done. I don’t want to be anywhere near those dumb jocks.”

I sighed and nodded my head in understanding, she’s had it rough the past year and I should’ve known better.


“This is gonna suck so badly. I just wanted to spend the night with Daddy and-” Ethel cut my rant short.


“Daddy? Who’s that?” I froze. Did I really say Daddy out loud? In front of Ethel?


“Um… He’s no one, forget I said anything.” Flustered, I tried changing the subject. I felt the heat creep up my neck. ‘Damn my abilities to blush, it’s not cute!!’


“Y/N, I don’t know. Sounds interesting and kinky, if you ask me. Spill the beans, Y/N/N.” Her grin teasing me whilst she shuffled her papers around into a neat pile.


“Oh my gosh! Okay, he’s a character from this game I’m playing, it’s called Overwatch.”


“Wow… Didn’t expect a rich and preppy cheerleader like you to be the gamer chick type, I’m a bit surprised but not really because I saw those books in your bag. If I’m correct, those are called ‘manga’, right?” I blushed heavily and covered my face.


“I am not preppy! I’m a disgusting nerd. Don’t look at me.” Ethel laughs and starts packing her stuff.


“Well, thanks for the notes and I hope you find someone to take because God forbid you get on Cheryl’s bad side for not bringing a date.” I shook my head lightly as I chuckled, “Yeah, it’s no problem Ethel. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She smiled and walked out of the library, leaving me alone with Mrs. Walker.


“You mind closing up today, Y/N?” She asked and tossed me the keys. I smiled and nodded yes to her.


“Yes, no worries Mrs. Walker. I’ll just study for a few more minutes before I go.”


“Thank you, sweetie. Have a nice day and good luck finding someone for the party.” She shuffled her way out the double doors and left me alone. Me and the books.


I stared down at my neat stack of chem worksheets and statistics notebooks and let out a deep sigh. 'I shouldn’t be stressing over something so small… Wait, did I pack my pepper spray?’


Ever since Jason’s death, my parents insisted that I carry a can of pepper spray. They even went as far as buying five bottles for me, wrapped with the instructions.


A thud broke me from my thoughts and I looked around. 'I'm… the only one in here, right?’


Reaching into my bag, I searched my bag for the small spray can. “Aw dang nabbit.” Opting for a No. 2 pencil, I rose from the desk and made my way towards where the sound came from.


“Hello?” I called out. 'Wow, am I dumb? I’m that stupid dumb bitch that gets killed in every horror movie that goes towards the danger.’


I heard another thud and a small scuffle, I stood behind a bookshelf holding the pencil firmly in my hand against my chest. 'Lord, please help me now.’


The scuffling grew louder and sounded like it was getting closer to me.


“AAAAHHHH!!!” I shouted, swinging my arm everywhich way prepared to stab whatever was there.


“OH SHIT! WAIT, STOP!” A firm grip caught my wrist and in a panic, I clenched my eyes shut and swung my leg at my assailant and kicked them, I don’t even know where.


“Ow… shit, you kick hard.” Realizing whose voice it was, I opened my eyes and yanked my arm away from him. 'Neighbor boy?’

Out of all the guys in Riverdale, I hadn’t thought of HIM to ask. 'It’s not like we talk so?’


“Reginald, what the heck are you doing in here? The library is closed.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: this is pretty much trash lmao but im turning it into a two or three-shot idk but yeah… it’s not good so I’M SORRY GUYS 😭
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Dean x Niece!Reader   Sam x Daughter!Reader

Originally posted by literarycasualty

Dean slowly opened his eyes, he felt disorientated and thought for sure he was dreaming since he was in his old room back at the bunker; which wasn’t possible seeing as he fell asleep at his condo next to his wife. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes he sat up with ease, something he hadn’t done in years.

He had developed terrible joint pain from the years of hunting which only got worse after he hit sixty. Looking down Dean was shocked when he was saw wrinkle free hands. Standing up quickly he looked in the mirror, shocked at the reflection of his thirty something year old self staring back at him.

“What the hell?” He said as he reached up to touch his face. Turning back around his gaze went all around the room, confused as to what was going on. Deciding to leave the room he cautiously opened the door and poked his head out to investigate. When he realized it was clear he slowly walked around the bunker, not sure what he was looking for.

The more he walked around the more he realized that it wasn’t in a dream.

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