also anon who requested this you are so sweet thank you for sending it to me again

anonymous asked:

Do you know fics where Yuuri beats Viktor at competitions?

*screams* Anons, thank you so much for this request! This is one of my favourite AUs!! Get ready for a wild ride, because I have a lot of great fics to share! Hope you like these!


Yuuri Beats Victor at Competitions/Rivals AU


Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, Explicit, 127k
Pretty sure everyone’s read this one… but if you haven’t, do! Rivals AU where Yuuri’s main goal, ever since he was a child, is to beat Victor and win the GPF. SO MUCH ANGST (like, so much) and deliciously hot, hot, hot! You might die from reading this… it’s that good. Thumbs up!

Stay Close To Me by jazthegr8, Teen, 18k
Viktor looked scrolled through the various tweets already calling his Grand Prix Finals loss the ‘upset of the century,’ as if he didn’t know that already. He was a five-time Grand Prix gold medalist, three of those had been consecutive. Viktor was painstakingly aware of how shocking and upsetting it was that he’d fallen to an embarrassing last place to finish this year’s finals. Role reversal where Yuuri beats Victor at the GPF and becomes Victor’s coach

Make It Good, Make It Better by Jack_R, Not Rated, 27k
It’s 2008 and it’s supposed to be Victor’s year. His short program is incredible and this year, the Grand Prix is going to be his. That’s what he thought, until Yuuri beat him. Great rivals AU!


Husband vs. Husband: Figure Skating World Championship by heartsdesire456, Teen, 13k
Friendly rivalry between husbands Victor and Yuuri! The big question on everybody’s mind is, “Who will win gold, Victor Nikiforov or Katsuki Yuuri?” Very sweet!

Never Enough by ireallyloveicecream, Mature, 35k
All Katsuki Yuuri wanted was skate on the same ice as rising star Viktor Nikforov. But when his dream comes true and they meet, his awe for him mutates into a cut-throat motivation for retaliation, sending the two of them into a rivalry that should’ve burned into the history of figure skating. Intense rivals AU!

Bear Your Soul on the Ice by SassySalchow (diedraechin), Teen, 54k
At age fourteen, Katsuki Yuuri had been determined to be Japan’s next great figure skating hope, but with no coach that would never happen, so his ballet instructor packs him up off to Russia to train with Yakov Feltsman. AU where young!Yuuri and young!Victor skate against each other in a friendly rivalry. LOVE!

Bedroom Warfare by RedishBlueRose Explicit, 2.1k
Victor and Yuuri’s rivalry isn’t just on the ice, it’s also in the bedroom. Quick, HOT rival AU. Yummy!

On My Love by RikoJasmine, Teen, 48k
Time travel AU where Yuuri and Victor are happy aged and married, but an accident occurs and suddenly Yuuri wakes up back in Detroit, in a time before he had even met Victor. Yuuri competes against him again, a completely different skater this time. Amazing fic!

Reaching for the Stars by LainLikesSweets, Gen, 744 words
It is time for the Grand Prix again, but will Yuuri be able to keep his calm this time and show the world his true skating? With Victor as a competitor does he even have a chance to win gold?

i know my madness by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 14k
It’s hardly a secret that Victor Nikiforov is a massive player. JUST READ THIS… you can thank me later!

Drunk In Love (Harry Styles Imagine)

Requested by anon! ✨

Words couldn’t possibly explain how amazing this entire month has been for me.
I just got my best friend Harry back from God knows where the hell that boy has been because it’s as if he literally travels everywhere non stop.
Personally I don’t have a clue as to how he could do that, just go from place to place without ever feeling strange or uncomfortable.
I’m scared to even set foot in a airplane, much less sit in one for hours and being aware of how high off the ground I am, I prefer to be on it thank you, and quite frankly just the mere thought of it sends major chills down my spine.
But I guess that’s the benefit of being a huge star, going everywhere around the world and feeling loved and right at home because of your amazing fans who always support you in every single thing you do.

I can’t say I disagree with any of them, this guy truly does amazing things all the time, and what I love the most about him is that no matter how big he becomes in the world of fame, he will always be humble, a very down to Earth man, hell, he doesn’t even like the word famous, in fact he absolutely hates it!
And that is why, ladies and gentlemen, I am so proud to call Harry Styles my best friend, it seriously never fails to amaze me how his life has changed so much for the better, I’m saying because I’ve known Harry for years, even a bit before his little audition in the X factor when he had his little cupid looking curls, oh God he really did look like an adorable cherub back then didn’t he? All he was missing was the tiny angel wings and a small harp to constantely play in those gigantic hands of his.
What makes me laugh and love the most is the fact that the only thing he will always have such a big head about is the fact that he used to work at a bakery, but I have YET to taste a cookie made by him.

Anyway, as soon as I heard from his old bandmates that he was on his way back here in Los Angeles, the first thing I did was call his british ass up to see if it was true, cause unfortunately Niall, Liam and Louis have a history of pranking me so much, it’s pretty hard to believe almost anything they tell me now, those little hansome dibshits.
Well, Harry had certainly confirmed saying it was indeed true, and as soon as he landed, the very next day he came to my house and took me out and about these past few nights, kind of as a way to make up for all the time he didn’t spend with me.
Even though I honest to God told him that there was no need for him to do that, he insisted because, and I quote, “I missed you too fucking much poppet.”
Man, I don’t really know why but it makes me feel pretty damn special that I’m basically the only female in his life he calls that cute nickname, ever since we were younger actually.
I always found it to be the most adoring thing in the world, it makes me smile.

Overall, as I have said, him and I have been hanging out a lot lately, we have created some amazing yet crazy memories together I never thought could be possible, and it also made me realize just how boring it was without him in town, not to mention how much I truly missed him.
Although I must say the other lads did a good job in substituting I guess you can say, they are so sweet to even do that in the first place really.
In fact, I have pretty much developed a very special bond with each of them now, don’t get me wrong, I love them all and we’ve always gotten along great since the beginning, but out of all four I have always been the closest to Harry, just because as I’ve known him longer, that’s all.
I love to say that I have my own little night out routines with these three goof balls, Niall is my drinking and golfing buddy, Louis is my night club buddy, and Liam well, he’s more of my, let’s just kick back and chill buddy, but not the type of chill people love to do these days so please get your mind out of the gutter.

You know it’s strange though, just yesterday I was telling Harry about the fun time I had with the other boys and if I’m not mistaken, he actually got a little jealous?
I mean maybe it’s just my imagination but I perfectly saw the way his features just tightened intensely, even his jawline seemed sharper than usual.
When I asked him if he was okay, he tried to play it off telling me that the food he ordered was a little too spicy, but I know my best friend all too well, he is absolutely horrible at hiding his emotions, still, I decided not to push the issue, I didn’t want to ruin all the fun we were having and make things awkward.
Now that it’s the next night, Harry and I decided to do something more simple, at first he wanted to go out again but I had suggested for us to have a nice movie night, just like when we were younger, or even better watch the packers game together that’s comming on in about an hour.

I was already dressed up in my most comfortable clothing and grabbed the snacks I had went out shopping for earlier, setting everything up in the living room and placing the stack of dvd’s I got from redbox.
My eyes happen to glance at the time and my brows furrowed to see that Harry was not here yet and he said he would be in this exact time.
I grabbed my phone and texted him asking of his wereabouts since usually he’s very prompt.
As a response I saw the glow of my screen brighten up with his picture.
My thumb tapped on the green button…
“Loser!” I playfully greeted as I placed the phone against my ear.
“Well that’s harsh!” He jokingly yelled on the other line, causing me to take the cell away from me for a second.
“Haha sorry you know I love you, where are you? Are you stuck in traffic or something?”
“Sort of but s'not why I called.”
My brows furrowed once more curiously…
“What’s up then Styles?”
“Eeeeeehhhh…how angry would you be if I changed our plans for the evening?”
I rolled my eyes with a head shake, not angrly though…
“I actually wouldn’t be mad dude, what do you have in mind this time?” I quizzed, letting out a bit of a sigh as I began to put away the snacks and movies again.

“Well Li-”
“Hold on, before you tell me, do I need to change my clothes? Like is it a must?” I ask.
“Depends love, what are you wearing?”
“Sweats, a plain white t shirt, and my cookie monster slippers.” I explained, immediately earning myself a rapsy chuckle.
“You’re adorable poppet.”
I grinned with a slight laugh and just waited for him to tell me.
“Yes you have to change clothes, big time. Liam is actually having a party at his house, he texted me saying that you and I are more than welcome to come, but if you don’t want to we could just stay in it’s alright.” He assured me.
I took a moment to think about it, from what I’ve experienced Liam throws some pretty wild parties, and this is that he’s a really laid back guy, but get a few shots of grey goose in him and he’s anytbing BUT laid back.
I had a really great time last bash so I guess tonight should also be fun, especially now that Harry is here.
“(Y/N)?…” He called out, snapping me out of my thinking.
“Wha? Oh! I’m still here, um you know what? Let’s go! I’m in the mood to party. Let’s me just get dressed really quick.”
“Great, I’m pretty close to you, so I’ll be there in a bit and we can go.”
“Sounds good, later Haz.” I say before we hung up on each other.
As soon as I plugged my phone so it could charge for a bit I hauled ass down the small hallway of my bedroom to see what the heck I throw on.

Lord knows how long it took to search for the right outfit but I finally found the perfect one, it was cute but also simple, just a nice thick strapped little black dress with a jean jacket, sheer tights, and my black and white converse.
I let my messy bun down and straightened it as fast as I could, then after I thanked God that I had some time to put on makeup and make myself look presentable.
As I was putting on some sparkly highlight I heard my phone ringing again in the living room.
I took some quick steps to answer it and sure enough Harry was outside.
“Let me just get my small purse I’ll be out in a second.”
“It’s alright love, no rush.” He kindly promised, I swear to God he has the patience of a saint, sadly I can never be like it, too much of a short fuse honestly.
I ran around the house once more, almost making myself sweat like a pig trying go gather the things I need to bring with me, perfume, gum, deordorant, feminine care products, house keys, extra lipstick, hair bands, and last but not least, a bottle of pain killers in case I go overboard with the Ciroc like last time.

Finally, I was out the door and Harry was standing against his car looking down at his phone, he looked very handsome, well when doesn’t he? But tonight he looked extra hansome if that was possible.
To be honest it made me kind of think twice about what I chose to wear.
“Hey curly.” I tell him as I approached.
He glanced up at me and immediately shot a devilish smirk, I already know all too well what’s gonna come out of those bubblegum colored lips next, he parted them but I raised up a firm finger to interrupt.
“Haz! I swear to God if you start singing little black dress I’m gonna kick your ass!” I warned, he literally does it EVERY time I wear this out.
His mouth dropped then quickly formed into a grumpy baby pout…
“You don’t like it when I sing to you?…”
“What? No I love it it’s just-”
“LITTLE BLACK DRESS JUST WALKED INTO THE ROOM!! MAKING HEADS TURN!! CAN’T STOP LOOKING AT YOU!! TAKE IT (Y/N)!!”
“No.” I muttered with a bored expression.
“Take it or you could WALK to the party!” Harry shot, making me gasp dramatically in response.
“So it’s gonna be like that?”
“Yea.” He also muttered, mocking my bored stare.

I slightly grunted, screw it, might as well…
“It’s alright! It’s alright! It’s alright you know! Can we please go now?” I lightly pressed.
“You would absolutely fail the X factor.”
“SHUSH!” I claimed, smacking him on his tatted arm.
“Ow! I’m kidding (Y/N)! Jesus!…Really though you look stunning poppet.” He compliments, moving a strand of hair away from my face.
I smiled and rubbed the same arm I smacked..
“Thanks man, so do you.”
He gave me a thankful smile and followed me to the passenger side of his car to open the door for me like the gentlemen he was raised to be.

It only took about an hour to reach Liam’s huge house since he lives all the way up in the hills of Hollywood.
The loud sound of the music was already making the ground tremble from the huge speakers we could easily see from a mile away, it almost felt like a mild earthquake, if he decides to blast it up any louder I think he can make California go through the big one.
There were an awfull lot of people, more than the last party he threw, and most of them were drunk out of their minds.
“Bloody hell where do I even park?…” Harry huffed, his emerald eyes searching around to find a free space in the middle of what looked like thousands of cars.
I helped him and kept an eye out as well, it took quite a while but fortunately someone came out of the house and drove away, leaving us a good spot to leave the old rage rover in.
Of course Harry stepped out of the vehicle first and ran over to the other side to open my door again and help me out.

The moment I landed onto the outside I couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable.
I wasn’t joking when I said that there are way too many people here…
I could clearly feel the perverted eyes of a random drunk guy on me as Haz and I walked up to the entrance gates of the house, it gave me such terrible vibes it wasn’t even funny.
I happened to take a small glance at him and I was right, he definately had his glassy eyes locked on me, well more like my chest and legs.
I looked down and notcied I had some clevelage showing so I quickly pulled up the black fabric to cover up and closed up my sweater a bit more.
“You alright there tiny?” I heard Harry question, snapping my head to his direction.
I looked up at his tall figure and he had a bit of a smile going on, but it faded almost instantely when he saw how nervous I must’ve seemed, he even stopped walking and stared down at me with great concern.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing, I just caught that guy staring at me…”
“Which guy?”
“The one by the end of the gate…” I tell him.

Without hesitation his eyes landed on the wasted male and shot him the most intimidating glare I have ever witnessed…it’s safe to say I have never seen him look so scary before…
“Hm, don’t you worry about that arsehole, he’s fucked if he even comes near you.”
“Hey Harry man be careful, he may be drunk but he’s still bigger than you.”
“That doesn’t make him a threat love.” He sternly promised.
My orbs went wide at his words, I never knew this side of him, I never even thought once that he was capable of getting this angry and protective, guess I don’t really know my best friend as much as I thought I did.
My eyes didn’t go completely wide until he shocked me by putting a strong arm around my waist, holding me closely on his opposite side so that I was blocked from the stranger’s view.
I have to admit being so close to him with zero space in between us made me feel just a wee bit fuzzy inside, especially when he wouldn’t let go and was cautious of other men around as he entered the gigantic house.

It wasn’t until we were completely inside the house did his arm wiggle away from me.
The music was a little too loud for my taste,
but I was already feeling the need to dance my ass off, another thing Harry quickly noticed.
“I see you’re really feeling the beat already!” He yelled with a wide smile over the booming speakers.
I looked down and saw how my waist was already moving side to side, I swear I didn’t feel that at all.
“I can’t help it!” I shrugged with an amused beam.
Just then Liam immediately spotted the two of us from upstairs and practically ran to hug me with a shot in his hand, then of course he proceeded to greet his band brother.
“I’m so glad you guys can make it! I thought you lames weren’t going to show up!”
“Well have no fear the LIFE of the party is here!” I jokingly shot, locking arms with Harry.
Liam flipped me off and I chuckled, raising my middle finger in the air as well.
Harry just shook his head at the two of us and searched around for something…
“Already looking for a girl to make out with? Possibly hook up?” I smirked.
“Hehehe, no not at all actually, but you know if you’re up for it, so am I.” He also smirked with wink.
I couldn’t help but allow my jaw to drop to the floor, Liam himself was left surprised, I mean he has been sort of flirty with me before, what boy and girl who are just friends doesn’t flirt atleast slightly? But he most definately stepped it up tonight.
What’s with this boy surprising me today?

He side hugged me and gave me a fast peck on my head, his deep accented voice fairly close to my ear as he spoke…
“Just kidding poppet, you’re way more than just a makeout session and a one night stand believe you me.”
And there he goes again, leaving me speechless but this time he decided to throw in my cheeks turning as red as an extra hot cheetoe, through the colorful flashing lights I could see how his features softened up slowly, almost making him appear sad if I’m not mistaking as he looked down on the shiny floor.
My glossed lips parted to say something in response but he beat me to it…
“Payno, where are the drinks?” He asked, pressed more like it.
“Oh! Right over there down in the kitchen mate, all the glasses are under the island so help yourself.” Liam assured.
“Thank God, I need a few, thanks.” He muttered, but loud enough for us to hear while he walked away and dissapeared out of sight.
I have this radther weird feeling inside of me, he was looking fine a second ago but now he just looks down right irritated, like if something is deeply bothering him…or has been deeply bothering him and I just never knew.

“Liam!” I called out, making him turn his head to me meanwhile he down he hard liquor in his small glass, his brows raised as a signal for me to tell him…
“Is my mind playing tricks on me or does he look kind of agitated?”
“Does he? Hm, maybe, I didn’t really notice quite honestly.” He said with a shrug and pout.
I just shook myself out of my concern, I’m sure after putting some alcohol in his system he’ll be his cheerful froggy self once more.
“Alright everybody! Come to the dance floor! This next song is really going to get this party started!” The DJ announced, and the second he dropped the tune with cheers filling the building, I was more in the mood to dance than ever, the song he was now playing was one of my absolute favourites.
“Oh my gosh! I fucking love this song! Liam dance with me?!” I offered, gripping his forearm in excitement.
He slightly laughed and nodded with a friendly smile, placing his empty glass down on one of his coffee tables and taking a hold of my hand to lead us to the dance floor.

Before we began to move our bodies together, I looked ahead in the direction of the kitchen to check on Harry, hoping that he was okay and having a good time.
At first he was unable to be seen, which for some reason worried me, but then I caught clear sight of him sipping on some brown liquor and actually talking to a pretty red headed girl.
From what it appeared they were having a nice conversation, because they were all smiles and laughter.
I felt very relieved knowing that he was good, and getting lose with the jack.
“(Y/N)?!” Liam called my name, gaining my attention from staring at Haz.
“Shit sorry man, just checking on my bestie.” I notified, he nodded again in understanding and we just started dancing from there.
At first we kept a bit of distance from each other, but as we got more into the music, before I knew it I was dancing with my body pressed against his, feeling his large hands firmly holding on to my waist as I shook my hips.
He was also shaking his side to side, and I couldn’t help but blush a nice shade of pink to feel his member through his black jeans, but I tried my best to ignore it and just continue to enjoy myself.

Almost halfway through the second jam I could feel myself being watched by a certain pair of green eyes.
I looked up over Liam’s shoulder, my hair kind of damp from the heat of moving my body to the fast songs, for certain I caught Harry red handed staring at me from the same spot in the kitchen he was in, there were more people around him this time, all laughing and talking except for him.
You would think that me catching him staring my way would make him turn his head, but he didn’t, he kept concentrating on me and Liam dancing.
The house may have been dark but he definately stood out in the middle of that darkness to me, his face was blank, I couldn’t exactly tell if he was down or up, but one thing was for sure he seemed less happier the more he kept his stare at us.

It began to make me go into deep thought once more, I have absolutely no idea why Harry has been acting so weird…
First the way he cringed when I told him
about how it was while he was gone, then the way he got protective me of outside, the way his own sweet words for me made him look broken, and now the way he’s looking towards me…something’s up and I seriously want to know, I feel like he’s holding something back from me, something serious…my heart is telling me to confront him about his behavior lately, but the only thing that holds me back is having that honest confrontation turn into an argument.
I know Harry have had our share of those before but I just don’t want to mess up anything and make him regret comming back to LA.
I witnessed the way he grabbed the little bit of brown liquor that was left in the bottle and just downed it like if it was water.
Oh no…don’t tell me I’m the one who’s gonna have to drive us home tonight…

I can also see how the same red head chick tried to call out for him and gain his attention once more, but he was ignoring her, in fact he ignored her completely and tossed the bottle aside, walking out of the kitchen and comming up to Li and I.
As he took heavy steps towards us the last fast song of the night finished and Liam and I leaned away from each other to fan ourselves and get some cool night air comming through the open doors.
“Wow that was hot….” He chuckled, taking off his black hoodie sweater and exposing his white wifebeater shirt that hugged his perfectly shaped body.
“Ugh I know, maybe next party you can have your AC on.” I chuckled as well while fanning myself and tying my hair up into a messy ponytail.
“Oh that is a promise love.” He agreed.
“Alright party people let’s make things slow and romantic to end the night!” The DJ announced, putting on some slow, romantic music, ironically the song Night Changes.
“Still want to dance?” Liam offered, holding his hand out to me, I shrugged with a nodd but right when I took it Liam turned around to Harry tapping him on the shoulder.

“I think I’ll cut in this one mate…” Harry semi slurred, aw man I knew it, he’s pretty smashed, his emerald orbs were dark and really glassy, and his voice sounded a lot more deeper if that was even possible.
“Woah lad how many drinks did you have?” Liam asked with concern.
“Never you mind about that Paynooo…I’m having fun that’s all.” He answered, placing a hand on his shoulder to shake it.
“I know but are you gonna be alright though?”
“Yea yea I’m a big boy not a child, now leave us, find some other girl to dance with…”
He playfully shoved his head to make him go away but I could very well see some daggers being shot with that last statement.
Thankfully Liam didn’t notice and just shrugged having an amused beam on his face and then left us alone.
He finally looked down at me once again and a huge bright grin made it’s presence be known as he reached for my hand and intertwined it with his, pulling me slowly closer to him.
“C'mere angel.” He slowly and deeply calls me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck while his hands held my hips, a little more firmly than Liam may I add.
“I didn’t think you were planning on drinking so much tonight Mr.Styles.”
“Mmm well….it helps Ms.(L/N)…”
I squinted my eyes and bit my lip in curiousity for a slight moment…
“…Helps what exactly?…” I hesitated to inquire.
Then a small gasp was taken into my lips as he went from holding my hips to snaking both of his arms around my waist fully and pulling me closer to his body, our chests pressing so much against each other I can almost feel my boobs getting mildly crushed, I felt chills go down my spine just like before…
“Hmmmm…” I heard him hum, feeling the heat of his breathing while he had his face burried into my neck.
At first this felt weird, at the same time….strangely comfortable…as if it was normal for him to do something this affectionate with me.

“Helps me forget…but now it’s all commin back…” He muttered into my skin, making goosebumps rise up like no tomorrow, the feel of his soft pinkish heart shaped lips felt moving as he spoke ever so slowly as if he’s trying to stress every word that comes out of him.
It made me feel some type of fire I guess you can say in my chest, and oddly it caused me to start picturing the sensational feel of them actually kissing my neck, but I immediately shook off the racey thought…even though I sort of didn’t want to to be truthfull.
I went ahead and rubbed a soothing hand on the soft dark grey cotton fabric of his shirt that covered his toned back while my other rested on his shoulder.
Our bods moving slowly in circles to the soft sound blaring from the speakers that were only some inches away from us.
Aw man Harry smells so wonderful…that cologne of his is very captivating…it’s so attractive and suits him very well, the smell of his curly brown hair was also delightful, and the feel of it was very soft, I almost felt like I was touching the hair of a real life angel.
I decided to play with it a little as I talked with him…
“What’s comming back Harry?…What are you trying to forget?…”

I awaited his reply but I didn’t seem to be getting one, he was so quiet just leaning himself on me.
I rubbed small circles on his back then patted him…
“Haz?…Come on tell me…Harry?” I called, then suddenly I felt him getting heavier and heavier on me, it made me stumble back a few steps.
“Woah woah woah! Harry! Dude! Don’t tell me you’re sleeping!” I yelled and with all my strength pushed his torso away.
Sure enough I was right, he was seriously sleeping, no wonder I felt us stop dancing, but in less than a second he woke up, frantically looking around him until he sighed relieved to see me standing in front of him.
“Oh there you are love…”
“Good morning.” I played.
“Where’d you go off to?” He asked with a raised brow, I see how he can barely keep himself standing straight.
“Dang you’re really plowed aren’t you?” I giggle.
“Wha?…”
“You just fell asleep while we were dancing!” I humorously exclaimed.
He took a look at his surroundings and came to his senses that he was still at the party…
“Oh…right…sorry for that but…you’re very comfortable…I love being in your arms.” He shyly confessed, his smile more adorable than ever before.

I smiled in return and shook my head…
“Awww you’re just saying that because you always get extra affectionate when you’re wasted.”
“Noooo….I mean it!” He says, taking my hand into his once more and trying to pull me close to him.
“Come be my pillow again poppet…”
I gotta admit that was pretty darn cute but I had to refuse his request…
“No no you’re gonna fall asleep again and I CANNOT carry you!”
“Fiiiine…in that case can we go?…M'not comfortable here anymore…my head’s hurting  too now..”
I rubbed his shoulder and agreed, plus the DJ decided to play a couple of more fast songs and now everybody was basically fucking each other on the dance floor around us.
Even though we just got here it’s best for us to step out, we both had our small amount of fun after all so it’s all good.
“Okay let’s get out of here, but first give me your car keys, you’re in no condition to drive.”
Harry slowly patted his pockets and his eyes nearly popped out of his head when he touched his pack pockets…oh God what happened?…
“Holy shit…” Was all he could manage to say.
“No. Don’t tell me you lost the car keys please!” I pleaded.
“No not that…my bum feels incredibly firm!” He loudly laughed, eyes shutting tight and all.
“It’s like two stones glued together back there!!”
I face palmed and shook my head, trying my best not to crack up with him.
“Quit screwing around Styles! Car keys!” I ordered, holding out my palm.

Unfortunately he was a little too busy busting a gut to give me anything.
I snorted and smacked his arm, “Haz!”
“Wha?!”
“Ugggh!” I grunted and went behind him to grab them from his back pocket and pushed on his rock hard ass to start walking, which caused him to flinch.
“Move it mister!”
“Woah! Hey officer what seems to be the problem?…” He devilishly smirked.
“Oh my God! Just shut up and keep walking!”

Once we reached the cool, breezy outside and lord knows how I was even able to get this boy into the rage rover with no help whats so ever, as I drove us both back to my small house he slowly started to fall asleep again, but I kept having to tell him to look alive because I still had to get his ass OUT of the car.
Boy do I freakin regret making him stay up though, because now he wouldn’t stop singing his heart out…not that I wasn’t enjoying it, after all he does have one of the most amazing voices in the world, but when he sang while DRUNK, well…actually he still sounded pretty awesome, but it was extremely loud in the small space we’re in.
“NOBODY CAN DRAG ME DOWWWWWWooooWWWoooooWWWNNN!!”
“Harry, I think you should-”
“DOOWWWWN!!”
I turn my head to glare at him and he just laughed like the little shit he’s being.
“Yea I did that to annoy you…”
“I see that, thanks so much.” I murmured, turning my sight back to the road ahead of me.
I felt him grab one of my hands off the steering wheel to hold it, intertwining our fingers together and gently stroking my skin with his thumb, he was holding it a whole differently this time….yup…another moment for me to be blushing like crazy for the millionth time…
“Hehehe awww m'sorry baby you were saying?…”

I almost killed myself snapping my head back to face him, my eyebrows raised up so high I thought they were gonna fly off my face.
Did I just hear correctly or I had a few drinks myself at the party and don’t remember? Because that truly hit home…
“Um…W-what did you just call me?…” I nervously laughed, but my face was kind of serious…
All of the sudden it was as if he wasn’t so drunk anymore, he sat up straight in his seat, instantely taking his hand away from mine in realization of not only the way he was holding it but also what had just slipped out of him.
He just simply cleared his throat loudly and looked out the window, then from there on out heavy silence took control over us both.

Our tongues had literally stopped knowing how to form any words, I wish I knew what to say at this point, but putting all of these clues he has given me throughout the recent time together, it’s fairly obvious just what the hell is going on here.
Only minutes had passed but the silence was basically killing me, and if he wasn’t going to start talking then I will….
“Harry…I think you and I might need to talk…”
“There’s nothing to talk about (Y/N)…”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that…” I almost whispered, seeing how he broke his concentration from the window.
“Is this because I called you baby just now?…It was an honest mistake. Matter of fact you shouldn’t think anything of it.” He stated in a radther stern tone, geez that sounded pretty harsh actually…I guess my thoughts were wrong…
But why do I feel hurt? Shouldn’t I be relieved?
“Okay…got it…but there was no need for you to get mad just saying.”
“I didn’t get mad woman.”
“Dude, you have no filter.” I remind him and gave him the side eye.
“Fine, sorry..”

A few more minutes of agonizing silence later, we arrived at my house at last.
I pulled up to my drive way, parking right behind my car and removing the keys out of the ignition.
I glanced at him and I could tell his head was pounding heavily.
I reached inside my purse and grabbed the bottle of pain killers I had taken earlier and put two in my hand.
“Here drink these, your head isn’t gonna let you sleep.”
“Oh…thank you…but..j-just one sec…” He tells me, opening his passenger door to blow chunks.
Once again, I rubbed soothing circles on his back with giggles escaping my lips, this boy I swear…
Harry threw up a little more and wiped the left over bite of barf on his mouth.
“You good?” I asked, squeezing his shoulder when he came back inside and shut the door.
“Yea…but I’m sorry I threw up on your cat.”
“I don’t have a cat…” I pointed out.
“Shit…” He opened the door again and looked around…
“Who’s ever cat I just vomitted on I’m sorry!!”

Loud laughter released itself from me, knowing my neighbor’s are gonna be so pissed tomorrow.
Harry looked back at me and snorted, quickly cracking up with me.
We stayed in the car with our guts tightening for a moment before we were able to catch our breaths.
“Oh my God I fucking love you.” I chuckled and unbuckled my seatbelt.
“Love you too bugger.”
“Come on let’s get you some coffee, I have extra toothbrushes inside so you could wash your mouth too.” I notified.
“Sounds fantastic thank you.”
“Think you can make it in the house by yourself?” I questioned, only seeing him nodd, well, he should be a little more stable now that he got the worst part overwith.

Once we got inside the house, I gave him the toothbrush and a new bottle of mouth wash and he hurried himself straight to the bathroom to freshen up.
When he came back he drank the pain killers and I told him to rest on the couch while I prepared his coffee.
I took a look at the clock and it was way passed midnight, I didn’t even realize it was almost going to be three o'clock in the morning, no wonder I feel so sleepy.
The coffee machine started beeping and I poured it in a blue glass mug then walked over to the couch where he was laying in, only to find him snoring and sleeping like a baby.
I smiled at how cute he looked and placed the mug on the small table in front of him, grabbing a small blanket from the dryer and placing it over his large body.
After putting one of the couch cushions under his head I stroked his light brunette hair, noticing how a small smile would perk up on the corner of his lips as I touched him that way.
“Hehe, goodnight curly fry…” I whispered, followed by a huge yawn that signaled me to knock out myself.
And believe me as soon as my body hit my bed, it was like someone disconnected me and shut me down completely…

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Throughtout the dark of the night, as my chest was slowly rising up and down and my legs were sloppily spread out on the mattress with my blanket only covering some parts of my body…
I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming or not, but I felt a gentle hand touching my cheek, stroking my skin delicately, and I can feel all my hair that was covering me up being carefully taken away.
Then I heard a handsome and sweet voice lowly mutter my name…
“(Y/N)…”
I couldn’t really respond immediately, because in my mind I thought just hearing things so decided to ignore…
“(Y/N)…” I was called again, then I felt that same gentle hand go up and down my arm…
“Poppet please wake up…”
Right when I heard that word my eyes quickly opened, realizing that it was Harry.
“Hmmm…” I hummed, shifting my body to sit myself up and turn on my lamp.

“Harry?…” I croaked, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes.
“The one and only.” He nervously chuckled, tapping his finger on the corner of his mouth to tell me I have druel.
“Oh…my bad.” I say, wiping it off…well isn’t that embarassing…oh wow I just noticed that he’s shirtless but I’m gonna try my hardest to pretend he’s not…
“What’s wrong? I thought you were sleeping. Did you get sick again?” I asked, running my fingers through my messy hair.
“No…well I still feel a bit woozy but I’m alright…I just couldn’t sleep, I’m sorry for waking you up but I wanted to talk to you.”
“It couldn’t wait till the morning?…” I ask.
He shook his head and said a soft “no.” with a shy smile.
I re tied my hair up again and got myself a little more comfortable.
“Okay, I’m listening.”
“M'sorry for getting upset with you in the car. I feel really bad for that…”
I just say quietly and stared at him for a few minutes before shrugging…
“Um..alright…is that why you couldn’t sleep you dork? You already apologized for that anyway.” I giggled.
“Shut your face…there’s more than that…way more..” Harry smiled, but it faded in the blink of an eye, my concern rised up to his stare, he looked so worried especially with the way his thumbs were fiddling with each other and his foot was frantically tapping the floor.

“Hey, come on look at me…” I tell him, putting a calming hand on his tatted forearm, his green orbs looked straight into mine as I spoke…
“Wow I have never seen you this nervous before, not even for a concert…what’s going on Harry?”
“Aaahh I’m…I just don’t know how to tell you…”
“Why? You and I have been super close for many years I’m sure by now you know you could tell me absolutely anything.” I promised, rubbing his forearm up and down, but he stopped it and grabbed a hold of it instead, his grip on it was pretty tight, and I can also feel his palms sweating.
I officially started to get nervous myself, if you could hear the way my heart was racing you would think it would break out of my ribs any moment now.
He kept his concentration on my hand…
“Um…C-Can I lay next to you first?…”
I hesitated for a second but I slowly nodded.
“Sure.” I simply said, scooching over and allowing him to come to my right.
We both got ourselves comfortable and we just layed facing each other until…
“C'mere…” He whispered, bringing me into his arms and pressing me against his bare body.
My face heated up on the quickness, the way his hard and smooth chest felt on my cheek… hearing the way his heat was racing at first but now listening to it come to a more steady pace…was it because he’s holding me now?

“Sorry I know this is a bit weird…”
“It’s alright, no worries, now tell me what’s on your mind.” I say, just staring at one of the birds on his chest and tracing it with my finger.
“Here goes…While I was gone…I’ve realized that….(Y/N) I’m in love with you…”
My expression went completely blank, I almost felt paralyzed, everything in my body went cold and numb…I mean with everything I’ve seen from him I can’t say I didn’t see this comming, I figured it out back at the party, I just never thought in a million years it would actually be true.
“(Y/N)?…Please say something before I have a heart attack…”
Before YOU have a heart attack?!
“I uh…my God Harry that’s mighty big thing you just told me…I mean how did you even come to realize that?…I mean this isn’t the liquor talking right?”
“No of course not, and honestly everything about you made realize that love.” He replied, his huge palm going up and down my back.

I looked up at him and just said one word in question…
“How?”
Harry changed his position so that he looked down upon me more clearly, his head was resting on his palm that was stood up by his elbow, and his other arm was on top of my tummy still keeping physical contact with me.
I just laid on my back and kept my sight on his dialated emerald eyes…
“You’re humble, you have the biggest heart in the world, the most radiant smile that is highly contagious to me, you know damn well you’re beautiful but you don’t have a big head about it like most girls do these days. You make me so happy, but a kind of happy I have never experienced before. And I would always picture myself marrying someone exactly like you ever since I was a younger lad…but why would I need to find someone who’s LIKE you? When I already have the real deal right here in front of me in all her beauty? (Y/N), You are just a beautiful creation from above inside and out overall which I was so lucky enough to have so close to me throughout most of my life.
God you even make me nervous all the bloody time, in fact you’re doing it right now see?”
He asked, taking my hand and placing it on his smooth, inked up skin, his heart really was beating a thousand beats per minute.

I have to admit, I felt happiness hearing these sweet words from those kissable looking lips.
But I don’t know why part of me began to already have some doubts…
“Harry…I’m shocked, no guy has ever made me feel so loved like you’re doing right now…but you can have literally every girl in the entire world-”
“But I only want one and she’s right here….” He slowly whispered, emphasizing every single word as much as possible.
At this point our faces were only inches away from each other…I know that I was still in shock, but I know, I know for a fact that my heart wanted him too…I want to be with him….
I realize that now as well, and now that I truly take my time to think about it, I have had feelings for Harry since the day I’ve met him, it started out as a simple crush, but then they became stronger over the years.
I’ve just always managed to push those feelings behind me and keep them there, even more when he became famous with the boys…
Because I thought that he would never go for just a regular girl like me…but man…I was wrong…I was dead wrong…

“What’s on your mind poppet?…”
“Nothing just…soaking all of this in…”
“I know it’s something major…but I don’t regret telling you…although I might in the morning there’s still a wee bit of alcohol in me but..yea.”
I slightly and quietly laughed, then taking a moment to just stare at his lips, they are really alluring me being so close to my own.
“You alright down there?…”
“I’m fine, just not really having a clue on what to say here..”
“(Y/N) you don’t have to say anything…but I really would love it if you told me that…you love me back…baby please tell me you love me back…” He begged.
“You called me baby again.” I stated with a smile.
“Well you are my baby…you always will be to me…”
Silence fell over us one more time, it became just like how it was in the car, neither of us knew what to say next.
His handsome features said it all as a few minutes went by though, me being quiet was probably making him think that I don’t feel the same way…
He looked down, a lot of hurt and a cracking heart evident in his orbs…
“Um..look It’s more than okay if you don’t feel that way for me sweetheart…just know that I-”
“Harry?…”
“Mm?” He hummed, looked back over to me and I placed my hand on his cheek, stroking it gently…
“Kiss me yea?” I beamed brightly, his eyebrows raising up high to the sky…
“What?…do you really want me to?”

I nodded, my smile getting bigger if possible…
and so was his…
“Wait does that mean you-”
“Yes it does, now shut up and come here poppet.” I say, using his same nickname for me for the first time since we’ve known each other.
He happily hovered completely over me as I placed my hands on his neck and pulled his head down to me.
I don’t know where I grew the balls to do something like this that I only ever just imagined, but I was so happy I did it, because when our lips connected, it was the most out of this world feeling in me, in both of us I’m sure, too amazing for words to describe perfectly to be honest.
I know that any girl who is a huge fan of his would probably kill to be in my position, hell I would too if I weren’t me, his lips honest to God are the most tender and loving pair I have ever placed my own on, he is such an excellent kisser it’s seriously beginning to make me question whether this man is human or not…
He’s an angel, my angel, and I know he’s going to make me the happiest female in the world.
And just like how he pictures being my husband one day, I damn well picture being his wife.

I sure hope he remembers all of this in the morning, or atleast only our very first kiss…

Man, I love him…I really do love him…and if anything I’m the real lucky one here…

My goodness though, our kiss is getting pretty heated now, but don’t you dare think for one second we are gonna go from zero to one hundred just yet, ease back a little cause that special moment is for later.
Although I’m not so sure with the way we are getting sexy at this point, and him being shirtless is not helping, also my hands can’t stop roaming on his muscular torso.
Woah…he was surely right about what he said back at the party…

His butt truly is incredibly firm!

(This took me quite some time to write but I’m so happy I was finally able to finish it! I pray I did a good job! Love you all! 💕)
-YessyLove🌶

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It breaks my heart a little every time I see someone send you the same messages you make posts about not wanting to receive, such as "update faster" or "when will it be out" along with the same questions already answered 20 times. It's very admirable how sweet you remain despite all this, but while you're a writer, a great one, it that doesn't change the fact that you're still human. You're so much more than just your stories. It'd just be nice to see a little more appreciation for your efforts.

I can’t thank you enough for this message, I’m glad someone understands. I feel like the majority of readers here understand these things and I’m very thankful for you guys. I rarely feel pressured. 

Right now, however, I’m under a lot of pressure because of my master’s thesis, I need to work on it, I need to read and analyze 8 more books and get ready for my exam and do translations, but I also just need to clear my mind sometimes and just do nothing. I love writing! I really do. I try to write whenever I have any free time and I’m updating as fast as I can.

That’s why it’s sometimes upsetting to get these messages, especially when they come right after I update. It takes a long time to write a 10k chapter and it’s kind of disheartening to get messages along the lines of “thanks but WHAT ABOUT THE NEXT CHAPTER”. It’s just discouraging - I know I’ll get the same message when I update again, and again, and again. 

I appreciate every single one of you and I can’t thank you enough for deciding to follow my blog and for interacting with me and sharing my stories with other people and for giving me feedback. I wish I could post a new chapter every day and write whatever you guys want me to and have the same amount of stories for every member out there, but it’s just not possible. Inspiration hits when it hits, and I can’t force myself to write something that I can’t plan out, even if the idea is good. That’s is why I don’t take requests, and why asks like “I know you don’t take requests, BUT” make me want to close my asks. I can’t make an exception for one person because it wouldn’t be fair to everyone else.

So when you send me a request, or ask me to post something earlier because that day works for you, or ask me to change something about the story because that’s what you want to read, or ask me to work on something for your bias, it puts me in a very uncomfortable situation - I have to say no to someone who reads my stories and gives me feedback and supports me, and I feel horrible about ignoring those asks or saying no to you guys. I can’t possibly write everything you want me to and I can’t force myself to write something I don’t have inspiration for. I can’t make exceptions for one person because it wouldn’t be fair to the rest of the readers. 

Also, the updates post is there for a reason. If I’m close to finishing a story, I put up a date so you guys know when to expect what and you don’t have to wonder about it. There’s no point in asking about a story that is not on the updates page yet because if I knew more about it, you would know too because I would have posted about it already. 

Thank you for understanding and for being here, I really appreciate you ♡♡♡

Tension with Trainees {NCT Ten Scenario}

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You and Ten decided to go on a date since he hasn’t been spending a lot of time with you because of practicing and when he was with you, you just had dates at home because it was really cold outside, so you decided to have a different date and go to the park on that beautiful Friday afternoon.

“Do you want to get some ice cream?” asked Ten.

“How can you eat ice cream? The weather is so cold!”, you answered.

“I just need to cool down since I’m so hot”, he said winking at you.

“Okay, okay. I’ll go and get the ice creams. I’ll be right back!”, you said chuckling.

You always thought you were really lucky to have Ten has your boyfriend, but you couldn’t help but get jealous since he spends most of his time in the SM building with tons of beautiful female idols and trainees, but he chose you after all, so there’s no need to worry, right? He always reassured you that you were the only one for him and that he wouldn’t like it any other way.

When you got to the ice cream shop you asked for a vanilla ice cream for you and a green tea ice cream for him since it is his favourite flavour.

“Here they are”, the waiter smiled while giving them to you. You took the ice creams and started making your way to Ten.

“There you are babe, you took so long ”, he said taking the green tea ice cream and clinging to your side. This is one of the thousands of things you love about him: he’s clingy towards you, specially after a long day of practicing or when you’re on a date, it’s just part of his personality, but you really like it since it reminds you of how much he loves you.

“I think you are more happy of seeing the ice cream than me”, you said joking

“Maybe… Just kidding!”,he said while you hit his arm.

“Where should we go now?” You asked.

“Let’s go to the mall”, he answered, grabbing your hand.

The walk to the mall was really silent, until random fans started to appear out of nowhere. It was a normal thing when you had dates outside, ever since he debuted he started getting a lot of attention while walking on the streets.

You were actually happy because they didn’t disturb your date, they probably just wanted to take some pictures of Ten for their blogs, so they mostly ignored you because you were a normal unknown person.

When you got to the mall, you decided to buy some new clothes since Spring is gonna start soon and Ten wanted buy some clothes too.

While you were on your favorite store, he went out to buy the clothes he wanted. Only after a while you actually noticed he wasn’t in the store, so you went to search for him.

There were some girls surrounding a store so you decided to go in to see what was going on. It was probably some random idol that decided to go shopping today too.

When you went inside you noticed that the idol the fans were looking at was Ten, and he wasn’t alone. A really pretty girl was with him, and they seemed to be getting along pretty well. You started to get jealous because they were really close, but your jealousy got the best of you when you saw the girl asking his number.

“You’re a really great dancer. Can you give me your number so I can call you later for you to help me with a dance?”, she asked him

“Sure, here’s my number, I’ll be glad to help a fellow trainee!”, he answered smiling. You know you shouldn’t get jealous over something like this, he’s a really great dancer so it’s completely normal for people to ask him for his help on dancing.  

But still you couldn’t help it.

You just went back to the store you were in before, trying to calm yourself down and forget what you saw earlier. You started looking at some really cute couple sweaters and suddenly felt a pair of arms around you, when you turned around you saw Ten smiling at you.

“Do you want to get those sweaters? I bet we would look really cute in them”

“I was just thinking about that. Let’s get them”, you said taking the sweaters.

The waiting line was really short so after 5 minutes, you were out of the store while Ten was clinging to you arm again.

“I think we should go home it’s getting dark already”, you said while getting out of the mall.

“Okay, let’s go then”, he said grabbing your hand.

When you were making your way to your house you asked: “Who was that girl you were with before?”

“Oh she’s just a new trainee, actually she asked me to help her with a dance. But there’s no need for you to get jealous”, he answered.

“I’m not jealous…”

He grabbed your wrist and stopped you from taking another step.

“Babe, I can see it in your face. But you really don’t need to worry, you’ll always be my princess”, he smiled and kissed your forehead. You blushed at his sudden cheesiness, which was another thing you liked about him, it was embarassing sometimes but really cute too.

“You’re always making me blush. Why are you like this?”, you asked covering your face.

“I love to see you blushing - you just look too cute”, he said pinching your cheeks before giving you a peck on your lips. “Now let’s go home, it’s getting really dark and cold.” He grabbed your hand and you kept walking home.

When you finally got home you were really tired since you walked a lot,  so you just wanted to go to bed and sleep, but Ten still wanted to have dinner, so you had no other choice but to have dinner with him.

“Tomorrow’s finally Saturday. I promise all spend all day with you”, he said while eating the leftovers from lunch.

“Can we just have a day in? I’m really tired with all the work and everything”

“Whatever you want babe, as long as I’m spending time with you, I’ll be happy.”

After eating you both went to the bedroom and just lied down next to each other, but when you were almost falling asleep, you felt two arms wrap around your waist, so you opened your eyes and saw Ten looking at you while smiling sweetly. “I love you”, he whispered.

“I love you too”

And you fell asleep like that, it’s what you usually do, and you actually feel more protected with his arms around you.

***

The next morning, when you woke up, he wasn’t by your side anymore. You looked at the clock and it marked 7AM.

“It’s Saturday… Why would I wake up so early”, you thought mentally facepalming. You went downstairs to have breakfast and heard Ten talking in the kitchen: “In an hour at SM? Sure, I’ll be there”

“Who were you talking to?”, you asked when you got to the kitchen wrapping your arms around his torso. He shrugged.

“Just a friend. I’ll have to get going or I’ll be late” He gave you a peck on the lips and a hug. “I’ll be back soon”, he said while he closed the door.

“Why did he leave so early if he doesn’t have to train today?” you asked yourself, but you just shrugged it off.

You spent the morning watching tv because you didn’t have anything else to do, you also tried talking to Ten but he didn’t answer your messages so he is probably really busy. After a while your stomach started growling so you decided to make lunch, it was already 2 pm anyways, so you looked for some random recipes on the Internet for you to try.

After some terrible fails, you finally started eating your lunch, a pizza that you ordered, because you can’t really cook anything. After eating you returned to the living room to keep watching your tv marathon.After a while you glanced at the clock and noticed it was already 3 pm and Ten wasn’t home so you started to get worried, since he said he would come home early.

You tried to call him, but he wasn’t answering your calls, so you got worried, because he would always answer your calls right away.

“Did something happen to him?” you thought. You went upstairs to change clothes, so you could check on him and see if he was okay.

You rushed out of your door and it was the first time you ever got to SM’s building that fast. When you got in, nobody was in the lobby, so you went straight to the training room Ten was always in.

When you open the door you found him and the other trainee rehearsing together and you couldn’t help but feel jealous.

“Oh, hi babe, what are you doing here?”, Ten asked.

“I just came to check on you, I called you many times but you didn’t answer and I got worried”, you answered, but your tone was different the usual and he noticed it.

“My phone’s off, I’m sorry for worrying you”, he said getting closer to you and putting his hand on your shoulder.

“We should end the rehearsal now, I’m really tired anyways and you should be with your girlfriend. Thank you for your help”, said the trainee while getting out really fast and leaving you two alone in the practice room, she probably sensed that something was wrong. He grabbed your hand.

“You know, you get jealous really easily… I already told you that there was no need for that.” You looked down, feeling guilty for getting so jealous.

“I know… I’m just afraid to lose you. I mean, you spend most of your time with beautiful trainees and idols….”

“I love you more than anything, so you’ll never lose me. And even if I spend time around other people i never stop thinking about you”, he interrupted you.

“I’m sorry for being like this. It’s just the way I am”, you said still facing down.

“That’s one of the thousands of things I learned to love about you. Also you look really cute when you’re jealous”, he chuckled. He cupped your cheeks and gave you kiss. “Now let’s go home. I promised that I would spend time with you and I’m keeping that promise”, he said grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the practice room and taking you home.

When you got home you just spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and talking about the most random things you guys could think.

Bath Time, Just Lay Back

Request from a wonderful anon!

Genre: Fluff/Smut

Warnings: Adult Content

Contains: Text Images


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Wonwoo: Cute size

Anon said: “helloooo if its not too difficult for you can i request a boyfriend!wonwoo scenario where oc knit him a scarf and he lets oc put it on for him but she’s too small and struggles abit and he didnt help on purpose and and and then after that!!!! when oc wanna kiss him but he’s too tall and he just teases her and oc can only stand there and give him that puppy eyes and say please :-(( i need fluffy wonwoo now Hhahahhaha”

Word count: 1,604

Summary: For Wonwoo, your height was something beautiful.

Genre: F L U F F

A/N: SDKCNKSDCN I’M DYING HELP WHY WONWOO GOTTA BE LIKE THIS (?) Hope you like it! ^^ I think it’s kind of short but since you wanted it to be ultra fluffy I made it like that c: Also the end, I didn’t knew how to end it but hopefully y’all will like it ^^ 

 -Admin Haruna (& admin Syrup editing, thank u so much!)


You stared out of your window. The snow was slowly gathering on the table that was in your garden and the tree’s leaves had now been replaced with the soft snow. You sighed happily; the scenery was amazing and you didn’t even have to leave your house. 

While you were all comfy in your room, you were finishing the scarf you had been knitting for your boyfriend since some weeks ago; you were planning to give it to him as a Christmas present so you had been working hard on it. You sipped on your hot chocolate and with one more movement of your fingers and hands, the scarf was finished. You turned it around, looking for any flaws on it, but it was perfect.

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Request: I have a request, a bucky x reader where reader is a computer engineer in the Stark Tower. Reader and Bucky have a crush in each other and Bucky gets jealous when Matt Murdock (new Tony’s lawyer) flirts with reader. HAPPY ENDING AND FLUFF PLEASE 🙏💘

Warnings: Swearing

Words: 1,816

A/N: Thank you to the anon who requested. Sorry, I posted it so late, I’ve been working a lot lately and I’ve been super busy. Idk if it’s exactly what you wanted but I hope you enjoy it. You can send requests/feedback here.  Also, I listened to this song a lot while writing, if you want to check it out.

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Can i request a scenario for mark of nct?? Where mark has feelings for his best friend(a girl) and confesses to her by accident and accidentally tells her "oh im kidding" but since his best friend likes him she gets hurt by him saying that? THANKS♡

Thank you for requesting sweet anon!! I hope this was what you wanted and if it isn’t I can rewrite it. I’m happy you guys are requesting, it truly means a lot, you are all angels. I hope you enjoy this scenario sweet anon! - Maya
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Pairing: Mark x (female) reader
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Genre: angst, fluff


Why was he taking forever? You stood in front of your school waiting for your best friend Mark to meet you so you could walk home. You two very close and everyone knew that. So close you were mistaken as a couple many times before. Usually when that happens you get all flustered and deny it quietly. It’s not because you’re embarrassed, but because you wanted the both of you to actually be a couple. For the longest time you’ve had a crush on your best friend and it was only getting worse.

“Where is that boy?” You asked yourself.

You groaned and decided to search for him. You needed to get home and you weren’t about to let him hold you up.

“Mark Lee, I swear you better be dying.” You muttered under your breath.

You searched all over campus and haven’t found a single sign of his presence. You gave up and started walking back to the front of your high school building when you felt your phone vibrate. Good, it was him! Maybe he has a good excuse to why he was nowhere to be found.

“I don’t know what to do, she’s so gorgeous and smart. There’s no way she’ll be interested in me.”

You felt your heart drop, but your eyebrows rose in curiosity. Before you could reply and ask who he was talking about another message was sent to you.

“Y/N’s just so beautiful and intelligent and generous. I like her so much, but I don’t want to ruin our friendship. What do I do?!”

Just like that your heart was picked back up. Mark liked you. He actually liked you! But you noticed the strange way he was texting. It was as if he meant to send it to someone else. You decided to text back anyway. You thought it would be considered rude to keep someone waiting after confessing to you whether it was intentional or not.

“Mark??”

You waited for a reply, but didn’t get one right away. After waiting for five more minutes you started to walk home. It seemed like he wasn’t going to show anyway. When you reached your house and settled in you finally got a message back. It just wasn’t what you were expecting.

“Ah haha Y/N! Just kidding! Don’t mind those two last texts, they’re just jokes.”

You thought jokes were supposed to be funny. This wasn’t funny to you. In fact you were crushed. You had so much hope and right when you thought you had a chance he tells you it was joke.

“Haha that was funny.” You lied. Tear drops landing on the screen of your phone.

“Are you busy tomorrow?? Do you want to hang out with me after school?”

“Can’t, busy with chores.”

You lied again. It wasn’t your first time lying to him. You lied about your feelings for this long. What’s wrong with lying a bit more, but while suffering through so much more pain. You curled in a ball on your bed. Tears streaming down your face onto the blanket. You’ll just have to avoid him until these feelings were completely gone and that’s exactly what you did.

Whenever he asked to hang out you just made up excuses saying you had too much homework or that you had to help your parents around the house. Whenever he’d try to come up to you you’d just keep your head down and walk away. Pretending you didn’t see him make his way over to you or that you don’t hear him calling your name. This went on for two weeks. Two long painful weeks. Your feelings for him didn’t even fade. You still yearned for his affection in a romantic way. You still wanted him to look at you and not just go “oh that’s my best friend”, but also go “that’s my beautiful girlfriend too.”

The amount of tears you’ve shed at night was enough to fill the ocean. Okay maybe not the ocean, but you lost track of how much you’ve cried because of him. Of course you were to blame too. How could you think Mark, your best friend since kindergarten, would be into you?

You felt your phone vibrate next to you. Your chores and homework were already completely finished so there was nothing to do except lie in your bed and wallow in self pity.

“Y/N come outside.” Marked texted you. You didn’t know whether to answer or ignore him like you’ve been doing for two weeks.

“I’m not leaving until you see me.” Another message came through.

Will he have something good to say? Did he find a girlfriend and come to rub it in your face? No, even when you haven’t been talking to him you still would’ve been the first person he told. You would’ve known by now if he had a girlfriend. He also isn’t that cruel. Then again maybe he wanted to get back at you for avoiding him. You pulled yourself out of bed and trudged down the hall to the front door. You opened it and truly saw him for the first time in two weeks.

“You look like shit.” You stated automatically.

I look like shit? Funny.”

You lowered your head so he wouldn’t see you smile. Even in situations like this the teasing between you two will always have the same affect on you. You closed the door behind you and crossed your arms self consciously.

“Why are you doing this? Why are you avoiding me? Are you sick of me? Is that what it is? Y/N do you not want to be friends anymore? I’m sorry for whatever I did, but please talk to me. I feel so empty without you. Everything feels incomplete, please talk to me.”

He placed his hands on your arms and tried to make eye contact with you. You shut your eyes so you wouldn’t have to look at him. Also to keep yourself from crying.

“Y/N please I-”

“Why don’t you like me,” You blurted out able to look him in his eyes. Once you did you instantly regretted it. They were red and puffy like yours. Filled with sadness just like yours. His face solemn. His hair was a mess as if he’s been running his hands through it all day. “Am I not enough for you? Is there something wrong with me?”

“No! Don’t you ever think that Y/N. There is nothing wrong with you. You are more than enough for me.”

“Then why don’t you-”

“I do have feelings for you. They’re so deep I don’t know what to do sometimes. I’ve wanted to tell you for so long, but I thought it might ruin our friendship. I should’ve told you sooner.”

Your eyes widened at his confession. Your lips parted in surprise and you were frozen. He liked you back. He had feelings for you like you do for him.

“But the text? You said you were joking.”

“I didn’t mean to send those to you. I was talking to Taeil and I guess I sent them to you instead of him. When I realized what I did I panicked and texted you back on impulse. It’s not a joke Y/N, I truly do like you.”

“Well you’re in luck because I like you too.” You said smiling widely at him. He engulfed you in a tight hug. You missed being in his arms. They made you warm inside and out. They were so inviting as well.

“No more avoiding me?”

“No more avoiding you.”

Sunshine

requested by anon: Harry Potter realizing what a sweet person Scorpius is

Words:694

Fandom: Harry Potter (CC)

a/n this kind of sucked… and it’s not really Scorbus?? Idek but in any way I hope ya’ll enjoy it :)


Harry wasn’t the most excited for this upcoming Winter holiday. It was the second Christmas after everything with Delphi went down and Ginny talked him into inviting the Malfoy’s to come for the Holiday’s.

Albus had been begging for years to allow the youngest Malfoy to come over but Harry never could quite get past his childhood rivalry with the older Malfoy.

Now that the two were on somewhat solid ground Ginny believed it would be nice to have them over – she also believed after loosing Astoria the two had been rather lonely and they deserved some time surrounded by friends. Harry didn’t think he’d go as far to say him and Draco were friends but he wanted to make Albus happy so he agreed to send out the invite.

Harry didn’t expect them to agree. He still wasn’t keen on Scorpius or of the idea of him and his son hanging out so much. He knew it was unfair of him to judge the boy without knowing him but the hostility was there.

The day arrived in which the Malfoy’s would be arriving and Harry felt very apprehensive.

“Harry, be kind okay.” Ginny said straightening her husbands shirt.

“I will try,” Harry said causing Ginny to give him a look. “What I can’t promise anything more.”

“You’ve never even given the boy a chance,” Ginny said. “And Albus really likes him so I ask that you give him a chance.”

Harry squinted at his wife catching the way she’d said it. “What’s that suppose to mean?”

She rolled her eyes. “You don’t noticed anything do you?”

He went to continue to ask what she meant when there was loud thud in their living room.

“Scorpius!” Harry heard his youngest son shout.

Ginny and Harry walked out to the living room where the Malfoy’s stood. Albus was running down the stairs two at time.

“Albus!” The two boys collided in a hug before they seemed to realize other people were around and dislocated from each other. “Mrs. and Mr. Potter, thank you for the invite.”

Harry was surprised that the boy had such amazing manners. Not to mention he had a brilliant smile – so wide it nearly reached his eyes. Why hadn’t Harry noticed how innocent the boy looked?

Ginny gave the boy a warm smile. “Please, call me Ginny.”

His wife and youngest son both gave Harry a look, Ginny elbowing him. He took the hint. “Call me Harry.”

***

“Thank you Draco,” Ginny said as the three of them sat at the kitchen. “For agreeing to come. It meant a great deal to Albus.”

“If I’m being honest I wasn’t sure if I’d accept,” Draco said. “But Scorpius was very eager and he’s been through a great deal.”

“As has Al,” Ginny said with a sigh. “I’m just glad we can put aside our differences for our son’s happiness. Isn’t that right dear?”

Harry sat up straight, realizing his wife had just addressed him. What had she said again? Ah, right. Setting aside differences. Of course. “Yes. The two are very close. They make quite a pair.”

Draco nodded. “They seem to make each other very happy.”

Harry nodded as well. Albus was happier when he was with Scorpius. He looked over to the pair out the window. They were laying on the grass just talking to each other. In that moment Harry witnessed the two laugh.

Albus laughed. Harry couldn’t remember the last time he saw his son laugh — or be outside. He always trapped himself deep in his room when he was home only coming out for meals.

A smile found it’s way onto Harry’s face. Scorpius wasn’t as bad as he thought — hell the boy wasn’t bad at all. He was just a boy who made Albus happy, laugh and smile like Harry had always wanted for his youngest son.

“Yes,” Harry said. “They really do.”

Scorpius was already beginning to warm on him and it was only the first day. How did he ever believe this boy was a dark cloud? If anything he was the sunshine in Albus’ life.

The Variable - Avengers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Originally posted by capsteverogers-things

Words: 1667
Pairing: Avengers x Reader x lil bit of Bucky Barnes
Featuring: Brock Rumlow ooo– Avengers including: Nat, Steve, Wanda, Pietro, Bucky, Clint, Tony, Rhodey,Thor, and Bruce :)
Warnings: Swearing, poison, fighting
Requested by anon
Can you plz write an imagine where the Avengers and Y/N go out to a restaurant. But since Y/N is the most powerful one out of them all Hydra wants to eliminate her so they send Rumlow undercover to poison (Y/N)’s drink. (Y/N is Bucky’s girlfriend)
Author’s Note: I…I had fun with this one. Clearly. I mean, the word count is v high. So…yeah. I LOVED THIS REQUEST.

Masterlist. Request List.


“So, are you here all alone tonight?” The random man asked.

You shrugged and took a sip of your drink, “Actually-”

“Come on, dear!” Your boyfriend walked up behind you, a huge smile on his face, “The rest are waiting for us.” Bucky wrapped his arm around you and slowly started to guide you away from the bar, and the man. The man seemed oddly familiar to you, but you were sure you had never seen him before.

“I just got my drink, Bucky, calm down. We have all night to celebrate!” You laughed as Bucky began to kiss you cheek.

All the while as you walking across the bar up until settling down at the table with the rest of the Avengers, you were being watched. Of course, you didn’t know this, the person watching you knew how to stay hidden.

The man put his finger up to his ear, “We got unlucky; they’re dating Barnes, and they’re with the whole rest of their little ‘team,’” The man you had been talking to earlier reported.

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Words: 5,745
Dean x Reader
Warnings: none! fluffy Dean fluff!
Requested by queen-dean-of-erebor: Dean x Reader based on episode where Dean LARPs with Charlie. Dean sees Y/N in outfit and gets flustered. Fluff while they LARP!
and anonymous: “Can you do a Dean x Artist! Reader?? I love your fanfics and this would be amazing! Please and thank you!”
A/N: Charlie is frickin’ fun as hell to write. I need to write more of her! Hope you guys enjoy this. I’m sort of in love with this one shot.

Your name: submit What is this?

”Did Charlie say why she needed us to come up? I mean, how did she sound?”

”I don’t know, Sam, she sounded like Charlie,” Dean said with a trace of annoyance in his voice, in reality because he was worrying. He adjusted his hands on the steering wheel, grasping it far tighter than need be. “And I already told you she wouldn’t say. I tried to squeeze it out of her but she wasn’t having it!”

Sam sighed and creased appeared between his eyebrows. “I just hope everything is alright. She’s been through enough to last a lifetime,” he finished.

”Yeah,” Dean agreed gruffly. “Well, whatever it is we’re there for her. She knows that.”

The boys continued the rest of the drive in silence, except for the noise of the road and the same old rock tapes Dean had blaring on repeat. Each of them was mulling over what could possibly cause Charlie to call them and urge them to head up and meet her.

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Bad Music

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Pairing: Dean x Reader (kind of)
Warnings: maybe some language? Fluff
Request: Could you do a super fluffy high school AU where dean tutors you and you somehow talk about music and he jokingly teases you about your music taste and says it’s bad so he makes you a playlist/mixtape of his songs for “good music”


You had always been a quiet person, you never really had much to say to anyone. You were more of an observer and a thinker. You didn’t have any problems being called on in class or if you had to give a presentation, you just liked the serenity of silence.

Now this didn’t mean that you didn’t talk to anyone, you had friends and could hold a decent conversation, this just meant that you preferred to not talk. Despite your quiet nature, you loved music. You loved to sing and play music, you listened to it, you read it and wrote it. Music was your entire life. There was something in music that was apart of you.

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We're married?

Pairing: Sam x reader

Anon request: could you please write a sam x reader request where they’re best friends and they get stuck in an alternate reality where they’re married and so they have to pretend to be a couple and it’s awkward at first but then they talk about why they never actually tried being a couple and then they end up deciding to try having sex and its really awkward and they’re all giggly and embarrassed at first but then its really sweet and fluffy and when they get back to their universe they start dating. thanks

“Yo Sam I think I someone is down here” I carefully made my way down stair into the basement of the hydra facility. We got word that there was an inhuman that needed our help.

“Stay where you are, I’m headed your way for backup” I heard Sam the the earpiece before I heard footsteps behind me. “Alright let’s go” I felt him place his hand on my shoulder and we reached the final step.

“You want to get pizza after? I’m getting kind of hungry and Clint at all the snacks I pack on the way over here?” I whispered to Sam as we searched the basement.

“I heard that ! ! ! I’m sorry I ate all your sacks for you and your boyfriend y/n, but I didn’t eat breakfast this morning” I heard Clint complain over the earpiece.

“We’re not dating ! ! !” Both Sam and I responded at the same time. It’s like we can’t live in a world where a guy and a girl can’t be just friends. There always has to be something more to the friendship. Sam and I have been best friends since before the whole avengers thing, we met at one of his support group meeting. We talked for hours about our traumatic experiences over seas and through that we formed an unbreakable bond. He was also the one who recruited me to be an avenger when Steve was rebuilding the team. Tony was the first to point out how close my friendship with Sam was and the team quickly got on board with his observation.

“Whatever you guys say, just continue searching down there” Clint replied. After searching for a few minutes we were about to leave when we heard some movement.

“Who’s there” I asked as I pointed my flash light in the direction of the noise with Sam close behind.

“You two shouldn’t of come down here” a girl no more that nine popped out. “Have fun wherever you end up” I looked at Sam confused before I felt the girls hand on my wrist and instantly passed out.

*time skip*

“What the” I woke up and noticed I was in my room back at the compound but I felt like something was off. As I sat up I noticed a body laying down next to me and realized it was Sam. “Sam?” I shook him until he was awake.

“What the fuck, how did I get here.” He looked just as confused as I was.

“I don’t know, all I remember was the little girl grabbing my wrist before passing out” I pulled the covers off of me and noticed I was in my underwear. I found my clothes and hastily put them on before walking towards the door. I stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed something on my left ring finger: a diamond ring. “Uh Sam do you also have a-”

“A wedding ring? Yeah” I turned around to face him for a second before I exited the bedroom only to bump into Steve.

“Sorry y/n I didn’t see you there. How are you and the Mr. doing, we missed you guys at dinner last night”

“It’s because they were too busy celebrating their mission being a success in the guest bedroom. I mean what did you think those noises where last night. They couldn’t wait an extra 20 minutes to get to their own apartment so they could do it.” Natasha nearly passed out from laughter at Steve’s face when he realized what she said.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry, what you guys do in your married life is none of my business” Steve practically ran away after he said that. I stepped back inside and faced Sam who was just as shocked as I was.

“Ok really what the fuck, Steve never makes those relationship jokes like everyone else” Sam looked terrified “Do you think that little girl did this to us?”

“She did say to have fun wherever you end up. Did she mean this ? ! ? Shit what are we going to do ! ? !”

“Listen y/n, it’s going to be ok. There is no point in freaking out, it looks like our little friend had the power to send us into an alternate universe where we’re married. Our best bet is to go along with this and see if we can track her down again so we can tell her to take us back.” I felt Sam’s hands on my shoulder “it’s going to be ok” he kissed my forehead.

“We better get out there then” exiting for the second time from the room we made our way into the dinning room where everyone was already eating.

“Finally the Mr. and Mrs. show up. Come and eat” tony announced our presence before we sat down at the last two seats at the end of the table. We were halfway through breakfast when everyone was looking at us.

“What”

“Nothing it’s just a miracle that you guys aren’t all over each other” Clint replied before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Sorry we’re just tired I guess” Sam replied “right sweetheart” I turned to look at him.

“Yeah, we’re just tired” I looked back at him. He kissed on the lips. It felt weird at first but pushed that feeling aside and kissed him back.

“Jeez we were having a good breakfast guys” tony faked gagged. After breakfast we head back into the room woke up in.

“Ok so we’re married” I heard Sam as I closed the door.

“Yes and apparently we don’t live here either”. We spent twenty minutes on our phones finding out where we lived and other important information about our lives in this universe. After we gathered enough info about where we lived we stepped out of the room.

“Alright guys we’d love to stay and chat but we have to go” Sam’s voice got everyone’s attention.

“Aww ok” Steve replied as I grabbed Sam’s hand and exited the room.

“Ready to see what our apartment looks like wifey” Sam let out a small laugh as he called me his wifey.

“I’m so ready hubby, I hope we have good taste” I joked back as we got into his car (lucky it’s the same one from our universe) and drove off the the address of our apartment. Using the keys that I had in my purse I unlocked the front door of the apartment and smiled with delight. It was a gorgeous apartment.

“Well I’ll be damned, this place is nice.” Sam muttered as we looked around the place. There were photos of us were hanging on the wall, some were our wedding photos.

“Aw I had a pretty wedding dress” I gushed as I look at one photo of me and Sam kissing.

“Damn I look good too” I felt Sam’s breath on my shoulder. We continued to explore our apartment until we arrived at our bedroom.

“How long do you think we’re going to be trapped here?” I asked as I laid down on the bed.

“I don’t know, how ever long it takes us to track that little girl down I guess” I felt the bed sink as Sam laid down next to me. “Until then you are stuck with me, Mrs. Wilson”

“More like you’re stuck with me” I teased back as I curled up next to Sam.

*5 months later Sam’s pov.*

We were no where near close to finding the little girl. We have been pretending to be a married couple around the other team. It was super awkward at first because we still saw each other as best friends. We eventually got a little bit more comfortable to kiss each other when the team was around. It made me start to wonder why we’ve never actually considered being in a relationship in the first place.

“I have pizza” y/n voices broke my train of thought. “What are we doing tonight” y/n shouted

“Whatever you want” I replied as I stepped out of our bedroom.

“We could watch a movie, I don’t feel like going out”

“I’m alright with that” I got us plates and handed her one so she could place her slices on it. We were almost done with the movie but I couldn’t shake the question of why we weren’t together in our universe out of my head. “Hey y/n can I ask you something” I looked over at her and noticed a concerned look on her face.

“What’s up”

“Being here has made me wonder why aren’t we together, like in our universe” she looked at me shocked.

“I don’t know” y/n looked like she was thinking over the question. “Maybe because the rest of the team have teases us about how we already looked like a couple. We are so quick to shut down those thoughts. Why do you ask?”

“Because I would like to see where this goes” I replied looking straight into her eyes.

*y/n pov*

“Because I would like to see where this goes” Sam replied looking straight into my eyes before I felt his lips onto mine. I felt butterfly’s in my stomach, this is the first time we kissed without feeling like we have to put up an act in front of the team. I placed the plate in my hands on the coffee table before climbed up on his lap and responded to the kiss. I couldn’t help but laugh a little when I felt his hand on my lower back. “What’s so funny”

“Nothing, I just can’t believe we’re doing this” I responded against his lips before I started to suck on his lower lip and started to grind on him until I felt him getting hard.

“Bedroom?” Sam questioned

“Oh yeah” I began to suck on his neck as he got up, his wrapped around my ass as he carried me into the bedroom. He tossed me gently on the bed as we started taking our clothes off. Once I was completely naked I looked over at Sam and watched as he slid his boxers off, revealing his member. Being the immature person that I am, I started giggling.

“Stop laughing”

“I’m sorry you just have a very beautiful and well endowed penis Sam” I replied before he jumped on the bed and hovered above me.

“And you have beautiful breasts” Sam replied and he was checking out my body before connecting his lips with my right breast. His right hand traveled down my body until it made contact with my pussy and he started to play with my clit.

“Mmmm that tickles” I moan and laughed at the same time.

“Come on I’m trying to turn you on y/n” Sam smiles before bitting my nipple.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry continue” I giggled as he ran his fingers up and down my pussy again. “Mmm please stick it in”

“Stick what”

“Your fingers damnit” I pouted when I heard him laugh lightly

“Impatient are we” Sam teased before sliding his fingers inside me and started to pump them inside me.

“Oh yesss” my breath was becoming uneven as he started to move his fingers faster and started sucking on my neck.

“I want to know how you taste” he whispered in my ear before lightly bitting my earlobe.

“Then get down there Wilson” I replied before I let go of his muscular shoulders. “Ahh fuck” I cursed when I felt his lips on my pussy. He left a few opened mouthed kisses before sticking his tongue inside my core. “Ahhh” my eyes rolled back at his tongue moving in and out.

“You taste fucking good y/n fuck” Sam continued to move his tongue inside me as he started massaging my clit.

“Oh shit Sam if you keep doing that and I’ll cum in no time” I panted as I was nearing my orgasm.

“That’s the point baby girl, cum” Sam started to move hand harshly against my clit causing me to orgasm.

“SAM ! ! ! !” I shouted as I came all over his mouth. Once he made sure he licked up all my juices he kissed his way up my body.

“Are you sure baby girl? there is still time to back out”

“I was ok with letting you go down on me, of course I’m going to be ok with us fucking” I got his cock and lined him up against my pussy.

“Just making sure” I felt his lips against mine as he pushed his cock inside me. “Wow I actually did it, I’m inside my best friend”

“are you serious Sam” I cackled at his reaction of being inside me.

“Dead serious, now I’m moving. I’m officially fucking you” Sam smiled as he slowly started to move.

“Less talk, lets fuck” I whispered as I locked my legs around his waist.

“Haha that rhymed”

“Sam ! ! !” I started to laugh

“I’m sorry but you did” I felt him holding onto my thighs as started to move faster and faster. “Oh fuck, why haven’t we done this before y/n”

“I don’t know but don’t fucking stop Sam” I clung to his shoulders again as he was whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

“Oh Sam I’m getting close again” I warned him as he was picking up the pace.

“I know baby girl I’m close too” Sam replied as the sound of our skin slapping together started getting louder and louder.

“Sam Sam Sam ahh” I whimpered as I was seconds away from another orgasm.

“Let gooooooo FUCK Y/N” Sam moan before I felt him cum inside me.

“SAMMMMMMM” I shouted for the second time as I came all over his cock. We milked our orgasms as long as we could until Sam finally pulled out and laid down next to me.

“Well them” I heard him breath out

“I know, I just fucked my best friend, and I liked it” I let out a weak smile at Sam.

“I liked it too. what are you doing all the way over there. Come cuddle with me” I realized I was far away from Sam so I curled up next to him. “You know I like this, I just had the best sex of my life with my best friend who I’m married to in this universe”

“I know for some reason I kind of don’t want to go back to our universe now” I closed my eyes as I listened to Sam’s heart beat.

“Or we could date when we go back and we can make this universe a reality in our universe. Does that make sense?”

“It does and I would love to try it out.” I yawned as my eyes started to get heavy.

“Alright let’s go to sleep baby girl” I felt Sam place a kiss on the top of my head as we drifted off to sleep.

*the next day*

We were woken up by the sound of Sam’s phone ringing

“Sam, your phone” I grumbled as I hid my face in my pillow.

“Hello?” I heard Sam answering his phone. “Alright we’ll be over there in twenty minute, ok bye” I held the bedsheets against my naked body.

“What’s wrong?” I noticed Sam getting out of bed and scrambling to put his clothes on.

“Mission, put your clothes on. Steve wants everyone on this mission” Sam replied as he threw me some clothes to put on. Arriving at the compound we noticed everyone was already seated.

“Alright now that everyone is here lets get started” Steve nodded at us to sit down. “We got word that there is an inhuman hiding in this hydra facility. They have the power to send people into an alternate universe. So what ever you do, don’t let them touch you” I turned to Sam who was already looking at me. “Suit up because we are leaving in ten” everyone got up to leave except for myself and Sam.

“This is our way home, do you think she’s down in the basement like last time?” Sam whispered as he looked around to see if anyone was still around.

“I hope so, I’ll tell Steve that we’ll volunteer to search the basement. That way we can get out of here sooner” I whispered back as I stood up. “Let’s go suit up before the rest of the team gets suspicion as to why we’re taking too long.”

“Alright let’s go”

*time skip*

“Ok it’s through here” I spoke to Sam as we made it down into the basement. Steve was more than happy to let Sam and I explore the basement of the hydra facility.

“I forgot how creepy this place was”

“How’s it going down there” Steve voice came through the earpiece.

“Great, still no sign of the inhuman” I replied as I went towards the place where I found the little girl last time.

“Alright, keep me posted” Steve replied. I inched closer to where I saw the little girl last time and soon enough she popped up.

“You shouldn’t of come here” the little girl repeated what she said the first time.

“Listen this has already happened before to us we-”

“I know, I remember you.” The little girl cut me off.

“Listen we just want to go home, if you send us back home I swear we won’t tell our team you are here. In our universe” Sam got closer to us.

“Promise ? I don’t want to be found, I like it in this place”

“We promise” I bent down so I was at eye level with you “we won’t tell a soul”

“Ok, give me your hands” we did and just before she was going to touch us she paused. “You too are together now aren’t you?” she giggled at her question.

“Yes and it was because of you so thank you” Sam smiled at the little girl before she held onto our hands but unlike last time we didn’t pass out.

“Welcome home” the little girl smiled at us before Steve’s voice came from the top of the staircase.

“Did you guys find anything down there” Steve asked as we heard him starting to come down.

“NOOO” we said in unison “it’s all clear here Steve we’re heading back up.” We replied at the same time again looking at the little girl was smiling.

“Seriously guys how are you guys not together, you guys say things at the same time” Clint mocked over the ear piece before we made our way to the staircase.

“Bye” the little girl waved at us

“Bye” we waved back before reaching the main level and making our way out of the facility. Once outside we noticed everyone was already outside waiting.

“So no luck finding the person” Natasha asked once we reached them.

“No it must of been a false lead I guess” I replied which prompted e everyone to agree.

“Alright let’s head back” Steve lead us to the quinjet. Sam held onto my hand and we followed him.

“Hold the fuck up, I thought you too weren’t dating. Why are you two holding hands” tony questioned catching everyone’s attention.

“Oh we lied, we’ve been dating for the past five months” I responded as I looked at Sam. Technically I was telling the truth, we were married in the other universe for five months.

“I knew it ! ! ! ” Clint screamed

“Shut up Clint” Natasha punched Clint when he screamed in her ear.

“Yeah whatever, let’s go” we kissed in front of everyone before walking past them and headed towards the quinjet.

Do You Love Me?

Originally posted by 11-11

Pairings: Poe x Reader

Warnings: Trigger warnings for PTSD, mild memories of abuse nothing too graphic.

Prompt: Anon asked ‘ Are you accepting requests? If so, could you write a imagine for me where the reader was a slave for so long, but Poe saved her, and when they finally admit that they love each other and they’re about to kind of have sex, Poe needs to calm the reader because she used to be abused, so at the end they just spend the night talking, with Poe saying to the reader that he will never let anything happens to her again? Thank you so much, dear, I love your blog! It’s the best one (:’

A/N: So after some writer’s block I finally managed to pump this out. Hope you like it. I’ll trying working on the other one as I did say I was going to publish 2 today but I can;t promise anything. Also thank you for all the support and messages. 

Originally posted by oscairisaac

Star light dimly lit the world around, sending a tranquil light over everything it touched making the earth somewhat glow peacefully. Out on a field, surrounded by flowerbeds and trees sat two people, deep in conversation, unaware of the world around them. Everything had long gone to bed, sleep claiming them for another night allowing everything to fall into quiet slumber except for the two friends who were defiant to let themselves fall. They rarely got an opportunity to be alone together to just talk and they cherished each and every moment they could find.

“That’s how my mum taught me how to fly,” Poe was reminiscing about his past, going through every minor detail he could remember. He enjoyed talking about his childhood just as much as y/n enjoyed listening to it. For y/n childhood was harsh and unforgiving so hearing nice stories about people’s pasts brought her some temporary relief because to y/n, her childhood meant nothing. Having grown up a slave she had lost all hope in ever really gaining one and once her body grew past the age of childhood her owners made sure all innocence was taken, leaving her a shell, a potential of a woman that never really got to bloom. That was until she met Poe.

He had saved her from that life, turning down direct orders so that he could save the woman who now sat before him. He didn’t regret it, he even took the punishments that he received gladly. He knew that all of it was nothing compared to pain they would have both felt if he had left her behind.

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A Third Brother

Title: A Third Brother

Character: Adam Milligan

Word Count: 1,194

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Mild Language

A/N: Here’s my first imagine- I’d appreciate it if you guys would send in constructive criticism so I can improve my writing. Thanks for reading!

It must have been at least midnight when my phone went off, the music to an old classic rock song echoing around the cramped motel room. I had been researching my most recent case, occupied with a towering stack of dusty books and armed with a crippling headache, and was relieved at the break taking a call would provide. Eagerly, I picked up my cell phone and without even sparing a single moment to look at the caller ID, pressed the ‘answer’ button.

“Hey Y/N. Um, it’s Sam. Sam Winchester? Remember me?” What in the world was Sam Winchester doing on the phone with me? I’ve only met him a few times, and those times had been few and far between, not to mention completely by chance.

“Hi Sam; this obviously isn’t a pleasure call, so what’s wrong?” I asked, slightly concerned.

“Right… I’m not exactly sure how to say this, but Garth recommended you for the job. So, Dean and I have a third brother, and-“

I cut him off, practically choking on my words with shock. “Another brother?! Two of you are bad enough!” I exclaimed, only half joking, with an incredulous look adorning my face.

Sam gave a low chuckle and continued on with his preposition as if I had never spoken.

“Anyway, my brother… let’s just say he isn’t exactly in the best shape. Do you think you could… maybe… kind of take care of him while he’s recovering? It’d mean a hell of a lot to me and Dean. We’d really be grateful.” He said this in a rushed manner, as if he expected me to refuse outright. Then again, I considered saying no, but if I said, yes, it’d get me out of this case.

I ran the numbers a bit, and agreed. After all, how bad could taking care of someone be?

~~~

Twelve long, dull hours of driving later, I was well and truly soaked through with holy water, steam practically flowing out of my ears, and my eyes blazing with anger.

“What… the… hell?” I said with an undercurrent of threat to my words. I had driven through the night and not to mention a good chunk of the day as well, only to be greeted at the door with what must have been gallons of holy water to be unceremoniously dumped on my head.

Sam and Dean stood just inside the doorway, faces an identical pale shade and mouths open in ‘O’s of shock.

I turned around, just in time to see a grim-faced young man step out of the bushes, an empty bucket carelessly held in his hands, making him the obvious culprit as the person who would be responsible for soaking (and most likely ruining) my favorite jacket. Though he seemed like trouble, he was, dare I say it, unbelievably attractive. The unnamed stranger had knotted, uncombed dirty blonde hair, a pale complexion, and haunted blue eyes that looked as if they’d both housed and seem a few demons; in other words, exactly my type.

“Sorry; had to make sure you weren’t a demon or something.” He said flippantly before shrugging and walking right by me, past the two brothers, and into the rundown house.

I shut my eyes and began to take deep breaths. “Calm down. It wouldn’t be good if I killed one of Sam and Dean’s friends. Don’t blow up. Just keep calm.” Ha! Easier said than done.

Once I was absolutely positive that I wouldn’t commit a homicide, I reopened my eyes and turned back towards the Winchester brothers, both of whom still looking shell-shocked and apologetic.

“Well?” I asked, a slight hint of a wry smile edging on to my features. “Are you going to let me in or not?”

~~~

A few quiet, awkward hours later, I sat alone in the abandoned house. Alone, that is, if it weren’t for Adam Milligan. Sam and Dean had told me that the man that had ruined my favorite jacket was Adam, and he would be in my charge. Of course, they had also told me not to murder him, but that’s beside the point.

Bored out of my mind, I clicked my tongue. Then, I did it again. And again. And again. I would’ve continued had Adam not interrupted my fun with a bad-tempered scowl and a sharp plea to stop.

So, I took the obvious course of action; I clicked my tongue yet again.
He glared at me with obvious dislike, if not hate. I smirked to myself and looked down.

Oh yes, revenge is going to taste sweet.

~~~

I jolted awake with a start. Of course, being a hunter, I would wake to even the slightest disturbance, but something about this felt different. I was ninety-nine percent sure that what had woken me from my dream wasn’t just the scrape of branches on the window. No, what had woken me from my slumber was a shout of fear.

Silently, I climbed out of my bed and reached for my semi-automatic, careful not to let the sheets rustle as I did. I would’ve continued on I such a manner- slow, silent, and careful- had another scream not rung out at that very moment.

Not even hesitating another moment, I threw silence to the wind as I switched the safety off of my gun and sprinted down the hallway. My gun was raised and my finger tensed over the trigger as I followed the echo of his scream and the shrill reality of more recent ones.

I threw the door to Adam’s room open with a heave of my shoulder and aimed my gun at the first thing I saw moving. Then, I lowered my gun. Adam was writhing around his bed, panic overcoming his features, and shouts or terror and pain ringing.

I switched the safety back on and quickly out my gun down on the dresser by his bed. I rushed to Adam’s side and shook his shoulder, all the while repeatedly saying his name like a mantra.

His eyes snapped open and his frantic movements stopped. Adam’s chest heaved from imaginary exertion and his face was pale. He focused on me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into a hug. I fell forward and without a second thought, returned his embrace, whispering words or reassurance in his ear.

“Shhhh, you’re alright, everything’s fine, you’re safe, Adam. I promise.” I murmured.

When Sam had called me, I had assumed that he wanted me to take care of a physical wound. Now, I realized that Adam wasn’t suffering from any physical ailment. No, Adam had gone through something beyond my imagination, and was suffering from the aftermath.

It was then, at that moment, that I vowed to myself that I would help Adam every step of the way to recovery. Nobody should have to suffer such hardships alone, and I’ll be damned if I don’t try my best to see him on the road to recovery. With this promise still echoing in my mind, I held Adam closer, and gently reassured him until he was calm enough to finally drift off to sleep.

anonymous asked:

Hello Love! I just realized that there's not a Punk AU fic rec yet, do you know some fics that could fit in it? x

YES YES  YES ! This !!!!!!!!!!!

(I mean, look at them )

(amazing manip by @punkonedirection-1-blog-blog and @punkonedirectionedits )

- These Constant Stars  : Louis’ career has nowhere to go but up. He’s living at the height of New York City on the precipice of an epic promotion. Life is good and only getting better. And then one day, things turn disastrous.This is a story about life, death, and punk rockers turned guardian angels. (31k)

- Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart: Louis is ready to find the love of his life, but first he has to stop falling for the punk rocker next door. (86k)

- You’re Not Perfect, But I Don’t Care : (…) Or the one where Harry, Liam, Niall, and Josh are in a punk rock band and Zayn drags Louis along with him to watch them play at a pub. Louis pretty much wants nothing to do with the hooligans. That is before Harry pushes him into a bathroom stall and drops down to his knees in front of him after the gig.Louis is more than persuaded to go back his flat for more.What happens after isn’t what he expected, but then again, Harry isn’t at all what he expected either. (27k)

- set alight my veins  : If Liam really thinks it’s funny to send him on a surprise date with a tattooed, leather wearing punk then Harry’s going to have words with him later. When he’s managed to stop staring at the guy across from him.-Harry’s quiet and shy and does all his homework. Louis drives motorbikes and never turns up to school. Their respective friends think they’d be a cute couple. (11k)

- Baby Heaven’s in your Eyes       : They couldn’t be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there’s one thing that completely annoys him, it’s that there is a poor community college right across the street.Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to community college in Doncaster. He never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he’s either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the snobby students attending the private school right across from his.  Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need. (120k)

- Can I Make It Any More Obvious?  : (…) [AU where Louis does ballet and Harry is the epitome of everything Louis’ friends want him to stay away from] (35k)

- Underdog: Due to an incident at his old school, sixteen-year-old Louis is sent away by his parents to live with his cousin Liam. Glad to escape his past, Louis accepts the prospect of spending his summer holidays and near future with his overly perfect cousin. Things get complicated however when he meets infamous Harry Styles, captain of the local football team, who just so happens to be Liam’s archnemesis.Features: Punk!Louis, (Soccer) Footballer!Harry, Zayn as an ancient sex god, Liam as carrier of the Louis-sphere and Niall as TheCraic. (36k)

- Sun-kissed Hurricane, Perfect Storm       : Harry is the quiet kid in the back of his statistics class who writes a lot and dreams about Louis’ cheekbones . Louis needs a statistics tutor ASAP before he flunks and the quiet kid in the back of the class seems like a good choice. Harry wants to help Louis however he can and Louis wants to see how much he can make Harry blush.  (7k. Okay this one is fake punk Louis but it’s so lovely?)

- In Dreams  : AU. When Harry moves to a new city, his new flat come with a number of sweet, anonymous gifts and surprises that brighten his days. Could it be a friendly ghost? Another friendly presence in his new building is his tattooed neighbor, Louis, who seems determined to put a smile back on his face. (23k)

- Love (is a choice we make): Punk!Louis moves across the street from flowerchild!Harry. He also goes to Harry’s high school where Harry’s being bullied and at first he joins the people bullying Harry but then he sees Harry’s scars from self-harming and stops, without actually helping his situation. Then they are assigned on baby project for Sex Ed together and they get really close throughout it. Louis fucks Harry one day in Harry’s twin bed and Harry has really sensitive nipples so Louis likes to play with those. If Louis could also kiss his scars would be great. (5.5k)

- Give Me Truths : (…) Louis is a psychology student with a tattoo count as high as his genius IQ. Harry is in a (sort-of) relationship with a homophobic man and hates himself a little more every day. Things fall apart and Louis puts him back together.Or, the one in which Louis falls in love with a fragile boy and tells him every beautiful truth in the world, as long as it makes him happy. (110k)

- Take All of Your Doubts (You Can Throw ‘Em Out) : Louis Tomlinson is a punk who figures he’s just destined to be alone. Harry Styles is his nerdy best friend who is always there to pick him up when he’s down. Somewhere along the way feelings grow. (6k)

- i’d burn this city down to show you the light        : Harry’s a sheltered rich kid and Louis’s a punk with a heart of gold. They meet when Louis breaks into Harry’s house, Harry obtains an instant and all-encompassing crush, and they spend the summer falling into a whirlwind romance. (23k)

- oops, i like you  ; He thrives in the attention, at the knowledge he makes these boys with their tattooed dicks and pierced whatevers, so hot and bothered. These boys with their confident smirks and broad shoulders and hands, touching Louis wherever they can. Louis reduces them all to a wet, moaning, mess, every time.Usually he doesn’t see those guys again. It’s not generally part of the plan.But then Harry tightens his grip on the back of Louis’ neck and Louis ducks his head to taste the sweat beading under Harry’s chin, kissing the ink curling up Harry’s neck, then kissing his way down to get his mouth on the god forsaken nipple piercings. He listens to the way Harry breathes his name, and for the first time silently asks, Can I keep him? (5.5k)

The Babysitter

Request: Dean x reader fluff where the reader was hit with a spell that turned her into a little girl. Dean and Sam take care of her, and find out that she is a hunter who has a demon following her family. Dean promises to kill it.

Word Count: 1815

A/N: I LOVED this idea, anon! Thanks so much for sending it to me. I feel like this might need a part two? What do you guys think?

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Runaway

Note: Prompt was requested by Anon-ie~ Thank you so much for sending this request! Also, posting this because the V App hates me and is suuuuuuper laggy that watching a 25-minute episode of NCT Life would take an hour. Like uuuggghhh.

Pairing: Taeyong/ Y/N

Originally posted by t-yong


NCT 127′s “Paradise” reverberated in your room as a phone lit up.

“Y/N-ah, your phone,” you heard your leader say. She was in bed, most probably on her phone, too, while you were in the bathroom doing your nighttime routine.

“Just a minute,” you replied, your voice echoing.

Knowing that you received a message made your stomach flutter. It could only be from one person.

And so, even though you still had suds on your face because of your facial cleanser, you dashed out of the slippery bathroom and into the cool bedroom, which you share with your group leader.

“Ya!” It was your leader again who you surprised when you entered the room running. You ignored her for a moment.

Pressing the power button of your phone, it lit up and flashed a notification.

It was a message.

[Meet me outside in 10.]

A smile pasted itself on your lips which did not go unnoticed by your leader.

“You look crazy smiling to yourself like that,” she commented while still on her phone.

Unnie!” You pouted at her then went back to your phone.

“Don’t ‘unnie’ me. I know that smile. Going out with Taeyong-sunbaenim?”

You nodded.

This time, she looked up from her phone and said, “Be careful, okay? There are eyes everywhere.”

You smiled at her. Even though your leader was strict, she really was like an older sister who cared for the younger ones. It warmed your heart that she cares and gives you freedom to go out at night and meet with Taeyong.

“Thank you~” you said in a singsong voice.

You went back to the bathroom to finish your nightly ritual. Afterwards, you changed into comfortable but warm clothes for the slightly chilly night.

Glancing at your wristwatch, you noticed you only had, at most, a minute left.

You rushed out of the dorm but not before bidding your other members goodbye.

“Where are you—“

The door shut before the lead vocalist of your group could finish her question.

You imagined someone else would answer her.

As you hurried down the stairs, your steps resounded like thunder.

A blast of cold air hit you as soon as you stepped out of the building.

Someone was already standing in front, and even though he had his hair hidden under a snapback, you’d know his figure anywhere.

You had it imprinted in your mind.

“Tae!” you called out.

As soon as his name left your lips, you had his attention.

His eyes met with yours. Then a cute, shy smile was on his lips, something you mirrored.

“Did I keep you waiting for too long?”

He shook his head no. You went up to him and immediately, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

“I can wait forever for you,” Taeyong replied.

You pinched his nose and he scrunched it.

“You’re so cheesy,” you said as you two walked. He laughed.

“But it made you smile.”

“Hm.” You shrugged. “Only because it’s you.”

He stuck out his tongue. “Now, you’re being cheesy.”

 You rolled your eyes. “So, what are we off to tonight?”

“Just a late night walk with my girlfriend. Then maybe hang out at some cafe…” Taeyong let the rest of the sentence hang. He let his right hand clasp with yours.

“I think you already have itinerary for the night,” you said with a brow raised and a smile on your lips.

He smirked then shrugged. “Maybe—“

The air got knocked out of him when he bumped into someone.

“Jaehyun?” Taeyong couldn’t keep the surprise out of his voice. “What are you doing out?! I thought you’re at the dorm. Asleep!”

Jaehyun could only smile sheepishly at his leader.

“And you’re with who?!”

On cue, a girl popped out from behind him who you realized was the maknae of your group.

“What are you doing out?” you asked.

You frowned at the thought that your group leader allowed her to be out so late at night.

She held on to her “Jaehyun-oppa”, unsure of what to say to you.

“Jaehyun! I think I saw the two of them toge—“

You and Taeyong snapped your heads at the source of the voice. Yuta’s eyes widened as he saw the two of you glaring at his direction.

Behind him was your group’s lead vocalist.

Your brows furrowed. What were they all doing out? Were they doing what you think they were doing?

“Hey!” A familiar voice called out and you realized it was your leader. “I got us snacks so we can wat—“

She jumped back in surprise when she saw you and Taeyong frowning.

Unnie!”

Behind your group leader was Winwin, Mark, and Donghyuck, all following her like good little children. They all winced and hid behind your group leader when they saw Taeyong unhappy.

Taeyong put his hands on his sides. “What are you all doing out?! It’s past your bedtime!”

Then he saw an approaching figure. “Taeil-hyung! Why didn’t you stop them?”

Taeil eyed everyone when arrived. Then he held out two fingers in a peace sign. “Because I wanted to see your date, too.”

Taeyong facepalmed while you were at lost for words.

Jaehyun was the first to break the silence.

“And because we’re all here, let’s eat!”

Everyone else cheered and agreed. What was supposed to be a date became a group outing.

Great.

With no choice left, your group and NCT 127 walked together and bought all the street food they could find.

Even though you were supposed to be annoyed, you couldn’t help but smile at the faces of all the members who were eating happily.

You bit into your own bungeoppang, a fish-shaped bread filled with sweet red bean filling.

“Are you okay with this?” Taeyong asked as he stood beside you. His hands were on his pockets.

You nodded. “At least all of us are together.”

The sound of laughter caught your attention and you identified the source as the trio: Winwin, Mark, and Donghyuck. They were playing some game with the lead vocalist and maknae of your group.

Your leader, meanwhile, was engaged in a lively discussion with Yuta, Jaehyun, and Taeil.

“Well, I’m not,” Taeyong confessed. He sighed. “It’s supposed to be our date.”

You looked at him, and him at you.

An understanding passed between the two of you with that one look.

Hyung, let’s—“ It was Jaehyun. You imagined the look of confusion on his face.

“Huh? Where’d they go?” You head Mark asked. He must have already noticed you two were missing.

“Sneaky.” It was your leader who commented.

Meanwhile, you and Taeyong were running like crazy.

“Did we lose them?” Taeyong asked after stopping at a safe distance from the main group. A smile of victory was on his face.

“I think so,” you replied. You were still panting from all the running.

“Hey!” 

The two of you looked behind and saw all the others running to catch up.

A laugh bubbled up your throat. You took Taeyong’s hand in yours and held tighter. You two ran again.

“Are you fine with this?” Taeyong asked. The members’ were still hot on your heels. Their footsteps rang heavily in the almost empty streets of Seoul.

“Anything’s fine as long as I’m with you.” You smiled at him and tugged on his hand, urging him to run faster.

Taeyong made a joking look of disgust.

“You’re so cheesy,” he said, a little breathless from running.

“Just like you.” You smirked.

The laughter from the two of you echoed throughout the streets as the sound of footsteps receded.

Finally, the others have given up.

It was only then that you could enjoy time with Taeyong.


Note: I hope you guys liked this one~

Coffee - Black, No Sugar. (SMUT)

Anon Request; Shuichi (KBTBB) x MC

“Jealousy smut for Shuichi?“

[I took think scenario from Shuichi’s ‘dash of spice’ sub story. I really enjoyed this sub story of Shuichi’s so I thought I’d write would have happened if the smut ensued! Also, for some reason Shuichi kinda reminds me of a cross between Reji from Diabolik lovers & Sebastian from Black butler…I’ve been binge watching both of those series so please excuse my attempt at Shuichi with those strapping dandies on my brain. ENJOY!]

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