and today i felt cute again


LIVESTREAM TIME AGAIN!!!!!! Christian be looking like a snack in that CK fit and that messy hair thoooooooo😍😍😍 for some reason i felt that he was giving off fuckboy vibes today - especially with the vaping because all the fuckboys at college vape - but i love him always!!! And that dorky smile😂
(For real tho, can people stop commenting and saying he looks like jungkook, not everything has to be BTS related people! No hate because jungkook is my bias but it does get annoying seeing bts everywhere)


“There is a reason why I like Baekhyun so much! At SM, there are a lot of pretty juniors… but Baekhyun never fails to contact me. He will always ask “Hyung, where are you? What are you doing?”. In our company there isn’t anybody like him! We became closer when I came back from the army, and felt like I was new to the company again, I felt different when meeting and greating people, but Baekhyun did the first move to talk to me about games, he said “Hyung, I play LOL too”. I remember till today. This is how we became closer and I hope our relationship will last long!“ // 161223 SM Super Celeb League

Close enough

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Pairing: Jimin X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request:  Hey could you please do an imagine where the reader and jimin are fighting and he says that he hates that she’s really clingy and he hates when she ‘steals’ his clothes and that hurts you but you didn’t show it and then you guys make up but you still thought about what he said so you stopped being clingy and stopped wearing his clothes and doesn’t realize at first but when does, he feels really bad and sad bc he loves when u are clingy and loves when you wear his clothes.

Originally posted by kths

Your eyes followed your boyfriend’s annoyed figure as he paced around the room. Today must have been really stressful for him because since he came through the door he’s been nothing but on edge. A small thought in the back of your head told you not to pick a fight with him but another part of you knew that you didn’t need to be treated rudely because of something that effected him at work. 

“Fine. Look, I’m sorry….Let’s just drop it..” You told him, sitting back on the bed. 

Jimin stopped in his tracks, looking back at you.

“Drop it? Y/N this might not be a big deal to you but this isn’t something I’m just going to drop!”

You grew silent as you heard his voice raise towards you. He groaned, bringing his hands up to his face. 

“All I’m saying is I can’t have you texting me all the time. I already got scolded once for responding during a meeting and I really don’t need to be on my boss’ bad side right now. It’s just- too much…Sometimes I feel like you’re always trying to talk to me about something and I need personal space. I don’t get why that’s so hard for you to grasp..” He mumbled.

“I just missed you. I didn’t think it was a big deal-”

“You didn’t think. That’s my point.”

You tilted your head, giving him a direct look. 

“What the hell is your problem today? I already said I was sorry..”

Jimin sat down on the bed. 

“There’s just so much going on right now and I just don’t need you always on me. Maybe we should take a break or something.” 

Your eyes widened at the words you feared most besides, “I think we should break up”. 

“You can’t be serious-”

You hand extended to hold onto your boyfriend’s arm but Jimin pulled his own away. 

“I can’t do this right now. I can’t hear about how much I’m away from you, I can’t deal with you always stealing my clothes, or waiting for me to come home, or making jokes about me leaving you all the time. I’m tired of you being so clingy!”

The tears you were holding back started to well up on your eyes until your vision became blurred. You hadn’t realized how he really felt about all of this. You had just assumed that all those times you were missing him that he was feeling the exact same way. You stood up from the bed, sliding the hoodie of his that you were wearing and threw it onto the ground. 

“Fine! I won’t be!” 

Seeing you cry must have really hit a nerve in him because before you were able to head out of the door he stood up in front of you. He held you against his chest even as you tried to push him away. 

“Wait. I didn’t mean it about the break thing. This went way too far and I crossed the line. I wasn’t trying to make you cry, I just got upset over nothing.”

He looked down at you but you avoided looking up at him as your head was now resting on his chest. He could feel your head move every time you sniffled, just giving him even more guilt.

“This isn’t really about you texting me too much. I think the lack of sleep and over working is just getting to me…I’m really sorry. I’m taking this out on you when it’s not even your fault.” 

You felt his warm hands come up to your cheeks as he leaned your head up to face him. 

“I’m so sorry…” He whispered. 

Jimin used his sleeve as an attempt to wipe your tears off and by the look in his eyes you could tell he really meant what he was saying. You knew this sort of stuff was hard on him but you wish he wouldn’t hold it all in until he explodes all the time. Nonetheless you accept your boyfriend’s apology by giving him a nod.

“Seriously. If I ever do something like this again I really wouldn’t blame you for leaving me.”

The worried expression on his face made you crack.

“I get it.” You let out.

Jimin gave you a light kiss on top of your forehead.

“Should we get ready to go out for dinner then? It’s on me.” He said in a convincing tone.

Seeing the puppy eyes he was giving you, you gave in instantly.

“Alright.” You smiled, running off to get dressed.

Ever since that one fight things seemed a little off between the two of you. He would do things that made you think he was still trying to make up for that one day and even though it still bothered you, you wish he would just let it go. You tried to be empathetic but you didn’t want him to keep doing things just to keep you happy. You wanted things to just be normal so you decided that maybe it wasn’t all just because of work. Maybe he actually wanted space and was afraid to come to terms with it and tell you. From now on you didn’t send him good morning texts at work, no checking up on him, no telling him that you miss him or think about him, no more wearing his clothes because their comfortable or smell like him, no more waiting for him to come home in the living room, and no more random I love you’s.

Jimin also was taking notice of the new changes between you both. He was, in fact, trying to do things to make up for what happened because of how bad he felt. He’d bring home presents, take you out, try to text you more often, and just overall praise you whenever you were around. The problem was he couldn’t help but think you were mad at him still since you started to distance yourself. That is until he realized the things he spewed off during the fight between you. He wondered if you were distancing yourself because of what he said despite him not meaning it. Jimin loved coming home to finding you waiting for him or surprising him with how much you loved him. He missed seeing you wake up wearing his shirt from last night or stealing a hoodie or two from his closet. He never really noticed how much he loved those things about you until they were gone. It was starting to drive him crazy.

As you’re sitting on the couch on your laptop you hear him come home, shutting the door in a rush. You pretend to be uninterested, just scrolling through your dashboard but you hear him walk all the ways over to you. As his figure shadows over you, you look up at him.

“You’re home-“

“I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what I can do to take all of what I said back but I want to. I miss you like crazy and god, I love you so much, you know that? There isn’t a second that I’m not thinking about you and there’s not a second that goes by that I’m not reminded of you. I want you to take wear my stuff until it smells like you, I want you to text me during work to tell me what you can’t wait to do until I’m home, I want you to just-…I want you to love me like you did before.”

Speechless you sit up from your seat to face him properly as you push aside the laptop in your lap. You hadn’t expected him to come home like this nor did you think you were the one doing the wrong thing. You thought you were just doing what he wanted but there was a hidden guilty pleasure from hearing him admit how much he needs you.  You decided to just tease him a little bit more.

“Hmm, I don’t know. It’s just not really my thing anymore and I think you were right. Somethings are just better left unsaid. I mean you already know I love you, why would I need to tell you that daily?”

Jimin groaned, pouting like a child.


You crossed your arms across your chest.

“Yes, Jiminie?”

Without warning you feel him cup your face like before but instead of wiping your tears you felt the familiar feeling of his soft, full lips being pressed up against yours. He took 5 long seconds to completely make you feel as if you were going to melt in your seat just from one kiss. As he pulled away from you, you saw the glimpse of seriousness in his eyes.

“I miss you. Please….just forgive me this once?”

Damn it. For once you thought you had the upper hand but his dumb cute face and amazing lips had won you over again.

“Fine but you have to say it first today.”

Jimin let out a small laugh.

“I love you, Y/N.”

"I'm gonna kill him" -- Pt 1

Imagine – You are forced into an arranged marriage

“We need this Y/N. Our family needs it”. My mother spoke, standing in front of me at her desk with my father. They wanted me to marry this wealthy Shadowhunter that came from a well known family tree.
“And what happens to what I want?”. I said, not lifting my head to look at them.
“Oh don’t be so selfish! We have given you wonderful opportunities and have gotten you so far in this institute, you owe this to us”. My mother snapped. My father blinked nervously until he spoke, “Anyway it’s done. He’s coming to the institute tomorrow where you will be married immediately. Everything will be set up, you just have to show up, do you think you could do that?”, he was so patronising.
I glared at them but there was nothing I could do. I had to do this for my family, “Just tell me the time and I’ll be there”.

I walked out of their office to be greeted by Izzy and Clary walking down the corridor, “Hey, what was that emergency meeting all about?”, Izzy asked whilst both of them linked each of my arms. I was training with her when I got ushered to my parents.
“Oh just stupid family drama, wanna go into town for drinks?”, I asked the both of them needing one last night out with my girls before my freedom would be taken away.
“Of course, give us half an hour and we’ll be ready!”. They both ran off to get all dolled up whilst I just went back to my room.

I sat on my bed and just went over what my parents had said to me, ‘Don’t be so selfish’. I’ve been everything but selfish. I have always put everyone before myself. A knock snapped me out of my thoughts. I got up to answer it, “Izzy I thought you said half an-”. I opened the door to Alec. “Sorry I thought you might have been Izzy and Clary”. I held the door open and motioned for him to come in.
“So what can I help you with?”. Me and Alec had been close for a while, we had a flirty relationship, it was playful, we knew we both liked each other.
“Erm…this sounds stupid but I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight…for dinner…just me and you?”. I was so happy, the big grin on my face supported this.
“Alec I would-“, then I remembered. “but I can’t”, I didn’t want to tell anyone of the marriage yet. “I’m going out with Clary and Izzy tonight around town”. I saw the disappointment on his face which broke me.
“But you can come too, you can bring Jace and Simon as well if you want”. His famous smirk was now visible, obviously pleased with the invitation.
“Sounds great, I’ll go get the others”. He left, grazing my arm with his hand as he walked past. I walked over to my wardrobe looking at the options for me to wear. I wasn’t in a mood to make an effort so black jeans and a T it was.

I lay down and waited for someone to come and get me. The next thing I knew I opened my eyes to Jace leaning over me at my bedside.
“Finally! I’ve been shouting you for like 10 minutes!”. I sat up and let my eyes adjust.
“I’m sorry I must have dozed off”.
Jace looked at me worriedly, “What is wrong with you lately?”.
“I’m just exhausted, and stressed with all the mission reports I’m so behind on. The clave is on my back a lot these past few weeks”.
“Well we don’t have to go out tonight we can always-“.
I cut him off, “NO no….I need this”. He nodded with a look of concern and put an arm around me as we walked to go and meet the others.

We arrived at the club. I walked in with Clary and Izzy by my side whilst the other guys followed us in as we had more experience with mundane clubs.

Three hours, 7 shots, 4 vodka & cokes and a bottle of Malibu later….lets just say I was a little more than tipsy. We were all sat in a booth on the far side of the club right next to the dance floor. Jace and Clary were in the middle of a make out session whilst Simon was watching star wars on his phone as Izzy had passed out with her legs across Simon and her head on my lap. Me and Alec were talking…well, he was talking, I was slurring, although I could feel the room gradually starting to spin slower. Then all of a sudden Alec kissed me. It was long, passionate and so overdue. The second we pulled apart my lips did something before my brain could think about it.
“I’m getting married tomorrow”. My eyes were still closed from the kiss and they stayed closed for a few more seconds as I was scared to see what his reaction would be. All of a sudden I felt completely sober. I opened my eyes and regretted it immediately. He looked heartbroken, confused, vulnerable and angry. All those emotions were showing on one face and I was the reason why. Before I could say anything else he was gone, running out of the club faster than I’ve ever seen someone move.
“ALEC-“, I called out but the music was too loud and he was too far away, he wouldn’t have even come back even if he did hear me. Jace must have heard me though as he broke apart from Clary and chased after Alec. I looked down at my lap, tears fell from my face and onto Izzy but she was dead to the world to notice. When I looked up I saw Clary and Simon look at me with an expression that said ‘you have some explaining to do’.

I woke up in Clary’s room. She didn’t want to be on my own because of the state I was in last night, drunk and hysterical. After Simon took Izzy back to his I cried to Clary trying to get everything out whilst I still could. She was so supportive and was furious with what I was forced into but she understood that I felt like I had to do it, not for me but for my family. Jace had text Clary late last night to tell her he was back at the institute with Alec. They had just walked around the streets he said in the text and just talked. Alec had told Jace about the marriage, Clary explained it to Jace over the phone in which he told Alec but Jace was still pissed with me and Alec was still harbouring the same feelings from last night.
“They’ll both understand soon enough”. Clary must have noticed me staring into space and she must have knew that I was worrying about it all. I nodded.
“What time is it?”.
She checked her phone, “9:30 AM”.
I jumped up out of the bed and raced to the door, “I was meant to be in the chapel half an hour ago!”.

I ran into the chapel to find my mother pacing and my father talking to the silent brother who would be initiating the wedding.
“I’m sorry, I was out late and I lost track of time this morning”.
My mother walked towards me, “Enough with your excuses!”. I felt the tears build up behind my eyes threatening to run down my cheeks but I fought them back. She dragged me to the front of the room where I was met by my father and the silent brother. As I stood not listening to a word they were saying the door swung open. I clenched my jaw in anticipation for my future partner to walk in but to my relief it was Clary, Simon and Izzy. I hadn’t asked them to come and I didn’t want them to but right now I knew I really needed them. A tear escaped as I smiled at them. They sat at the very back not wanting to disturb any family business. Since what felt like forever I finally felt relaxed knowing that whatever happened today I had people who truly loved me just a couple of footsteps away. Then the door opened again and suddenly my anxiety went from 0 to 100 real fast. In he walked, the person I presumed I was getting married off to. The closer he came the more I realised he wasn’t the worst looking, I mean he was kinda cute; dark hair, tall, skinny yet muscle-y…I was literally describing Alec. Did this mean I had a type? No one could compare to how I felt about Alec. He was the one I truly wanted to be with, but my feelings didn’t matter.

The vows had been said, the runes had been drawn and the rings had been given. The wedding was over. Everyone dispersed until there was just me at the front of the room. Still stood in the place I had been stood throughout. My freedom had been taken…my future had been written. As I watched my family leave I let my guard down and all tears rushed out. Clary, Simon and Izzy raced to me. I didn’t know what to do anymore or what would happen to me now. For the first time in my life I felt lost and had no idea what I was going to do.

After the wedding I had gone straight to my room. The others wanted me to hang out with them so I could take my mind off of things for a few hours but I just wanted to be alone. I jumped straight in the shower and just stood there for what felt like hours under the hot water. I eventually got out and started to get changed when I heard noises coming from outside the bathroom door. I walked out, expecting to see Izzy gathering clothes so I could come and escape to Simon’s place with them but it wasn’t. It was my hubby…William I think his name was. I payed no attention throughout the ceremony so I avoided saying his name during the vows.
“What are you doing?”. I asked as he was putting everything from my room into boxes.
He looked back at me with what I can only describe as disgust on his face. “You are to be moved into my room on the East wing, if we want to make this believable”. The minute he turned back around anger rushed through me. How dare he come in here. How dare he take my things and look at me like that. I walked over to him and started unpacking all of my stuff.
“I’m not moving anywhere, my things are staying in this room and so am I”. I didn’t look at him. It felt good, it felt like I was getting control back over my life. This feeling stopped when he spun me around and slapped me across the face. His force was so strong that it knocked me to the ground. He grabbed the remaining boxes and left the room. I just lay there. Shocked at what had just happened.

I eventually composed myself and headed towards William’s wing, as I didn’t want to find out what would happen if I stayed in my room, when I bumped into Clary. She gasped and touched the side of my face, “Oh my god what did you do?”. I know she didn’t mean to say it the way I took it and she had no idea what had happened but all I heard coming from her voice was her saying it was my fault. Maybe it was my fault.
“Oh I was just stupid and hit my head on my bedside table from my nap before”. I didn’t want people to know and start gossiping. The wedding had already made me the topic of conversation on every mission so this would just make things worse. She just laughed, “What are you like!”. Then she left. I was just stood in an empty corridor.


I gently pulled on an oversized jumper, for the purpose of no one seeing my bruises, and my sweatpants. I hadn’t spoken to anyone for days. I hadn’t even left the room in days because I couldn’t bare to see people so they could congratulate me on my wonderful new marriage, but I knew I had to train.
As I got to the training room I saw that half of the room was already occupied by Jace. Just him and a punch bag. I hadn’t spoken to him since the night at the bar, as well as Alec.
He saw me walk in, rolled his eyes and carried on punching. I grabbed my throwing knives and my seraph blade and went over to the dummies to practise my fighting skills.
After an hour Jace came over and threw a duel stick towards my feet, “Lets go”. The way he said it was so cold. I picked up the stick and walked to the centre of the room where he was stood and without being ready he struck the back of my legs and I fell to the ground. I gasped loudly and Jace looked at me like I was being dramatic but the pain was more than it usually was.
“How could you do it? How could you hurt him like that?”.
I slowly got back to my feet and steadied myself, “I didn’t want any of this to happen! I had to do this, my parents-“. He cut me off.
“NO”, he yelled. “There was no excuse, everyone has a choice and you chose to break my brothers heart. That night you told him at the club I could feel his heartbreak, there’s just no excuse for that”.
“HEY”, this time I yelled which threw him off guard. “I love Alec…so much”, tears started to build up and a lump was lodged in my throat. “I wanted to be with him and the night he asked me out was one of the happiest moments of my life. But no one understands. No one understands the pressure I was under”. I couldn’t hold back anymore and the tears fell. Jace was stood looking down at the floor, silent. I began to walk away when he gabbed my wrist. I screamed and fell down because of the pain. Jace stood back in shock not knowing what he had done.
He knelt down beside me, “What is with you today? And why are you dressed like winter for training”. I caressed my wrist, he pulled my sleeve up and saw all the bruises. He pulled up my other sleeve where more were hidden.
“Where the hell did you get these from?!”. I quickly got out of his grip and pulled down my sleeves and stood up.
I turned my back to him, “T-they’re from m-my missions”. I stuttered, not knowing what excuse seemed best.
“No they’re not because I’m always on your missions and we haven’t had one since last week, these are new bruises”.
A new set of tears came to the surface and when I turned to face him and he noticed.
“Is he hurting you?”.
At first I didn’t say anything, I just looked at the floor refusing to make eye contact with him. But the second I looked into his eyes I started hysterically crying and that’s when he knew.
He immediately came to my side and gently pulled my into a hug. It felt good to get it off my chest. After what felt like an hour he loosened he grip. “I’m gonna kill him”. He was began to walk off but I ran in front of him pleading not to.
“Please don’t! Please Jace”.
“Give me one good reason not to”.
“Because if he knows I’ve told people then I’m dead Jace. He lashes out when the tiniest things happen, so god only knows what he’s going to do if you beat him!”.
He nodded, hands still in tight fists but he understood.

Originally posted by alec-baene


Since my ex and I broke up a few months ago I’ll admit that I was hesitant to go to greenhouses. We used to always go together and I’ve been afraid that it would bring back memories and just make me sad. Today was the first warm day we’ve had in a while, however, and I just got an urge to go. Yeah, I felt some bittersweet feelings, but overall I’m so glad to be visiting cute little plants again. 


The zelgan search on twitter is full of ugly, childish people who post anti (and guilt its shippers all the time) and then play victim if called out.

It is very saddening to see it, and today I did not take it no longer and lowered myself to reply- it ended in an encounter and they were below tasteless. It was a terrible mistake I honestly will not do again. 

I decided that my reply from now on should be productivity, I will draw a cute pic for every mean tweet. I shall do more, since there’s so many.

(Sorry guys)

Name Games

Pairing: Reader x Jeonghan
Genre: fluff??? friends-to-lovers
Summary: You and Jeonghan use nicknames for each other all the time. But recently, he’s been using one that you makes you feel a certain type of way. 
Word count: 1,971
A/N: This is just nonsense. Also sorry for the terrible title again I think I’m just doomed to shitty titles for the rest of my life

Jeonghan and you were very fond of nicknames. It had very quickly become a staple of your friendship. Light playfulness and excessive teasing just came in the package. There seemed to be a new one every month; sometimes they were witty observations about the other, or they were just dumb. Usually, it was the latter. More often than not, you were the one firing off at him; Fabio, Lucifer, and Sleeping Beauty had been a few of your favourites. Usually, he just called you his fool, or Pabo, or his muffinhead. They were always harmless.

This month, however, he had a new one for you. ‘Babe, can you come over today? I’m lonely.’ That’d be the first time. 'Babe, I’m bored, can we go to the park?’ You’d tried not to think about it too much. 'Babe, can you buy me an ice cream? I left my wallet at home'… 'Ah, babe, that’s not fair!'… 'Thank you, babe!'… You could’ve ignored it, if it didn’t happen so often. You didn’t exactly how why it bothered you so much. It shouldn’t. It was just another nickname. Right? It had started as a joke, after all. A mutual acquaintance had said that the two of you looked good together, and Jeonghan had never stopped teasing you for it. Hence, he’d started using that cursed nickname.It was just a stupid word, but it bothered you so much. That in itself annoyed you more than anything else.

“Jeonghan,” you moaned, snatching your phone off him. “You’re going to clog my camera roll.”
“Yes, but they’re pictures of me,” he drawled. “That’s far better than anything else that you could take a photo of.”
You snorted, swiping through the dozens of identical selfies of Jeonghan. “Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
“Oh, you wound me,” he grasped at his heart dramatically, giving you a pitiful look.
“Oh, shut up,” you laughed, knocking him with your shoulder. “You’ll survive.”
“You should be kinder to me,” he smirked. “I know too much.”
“Well, I guess that’s true,” you chuckled, pressing the ‘bin’ icon on your screen.
“Hey!” Jeonghan whined, trying to grab your phone.  
“They’re all the same!” You laughed, trying to push him away with your free hand.
“No they’re not! They’re all subtly different.”
“Do I look like I care?”
“You truly are heartless.”
You smiled, leaning to rest your head on his shoulder. “That’s rich, coming from you.”
“You are on the offensive today,” he teased, wriggling the phone out of your hands. You let him have it. “Come now, let’s take a photo together.” He said, holding your phone up to get his ‘Best Angle’.  
“Because I enjoy indulging my vanity.”
“I don’t.”
“Shh, just take the photo.”
“I don’t look good today.”
“You look pretty, babe, don’t worry about it.”

You felt your cheeks heat up. There was that word again. You didn’t have much time to think before smiling for the photo.

Jeonghan looked down at the photo with a smile on his face. “Ah, you’re so cute, babe.”

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It started out as any other day. I woke up had my coffee and went to school. It was about 2nd period when i first felt the urge to pee but i wanted to hold it because the bathrooms at my school are gross. It was 8th period and i really had to go but i clenched by legs on the bus hoping i would make it to home. The bus stopped and i felt my bladder was about to explode. i waddled home but with each step i found myself getting closer to wetting my self. I open the door of my house to see nobody is home. I walk to bathroom thinking my bladder could burst any second. I open the door to the bathroom and i can feel pee dripping into my panties. Luckily i was wear a cute, plaid skirt so i lifted it up, sat on the seat, and peed into the toilette through my panties. Instead of feeling disgusted i found my self actually enjoying the piss running though my panties. It felt so warm and right.all that warm piss really felt good. I should clean up these panties. Better take a shower in these panties to make sure there is no pee stain. This shower feels like the piss that was running down my panties. well time to throw these in washing machine. (the next day) I wake up today want to wet my panties again. However, i get my coffee this fine tuesday. I get dressed with blue and green plaid skirt i own and shove off to school. It was the time between first and second period i get the urge to pee. I hold it all the way to 8th period. I squeeze my legs holding the pee in while on the bus. it stops and i almost squirt. I waddle home and into the bathroom. I push up my skirt and wet my panties again. oh it felt so nice. this goes one till friday. about 4pm on friday i get another urge to pee. this is great since no one will be home today. I hold it till 1am when i get the idea ill pee my panties standing up this time. So i go to the bathroom and step in the tub. then i just let loose the warm piss going in and down my panties. It then goes down my leg. I was filled with such sexual arousal that i ejaculated soon after. After i cleaned up i checked my phone to tell me that my parents will be gone this weekend. This was going to be an awesome, wet, and warm weekend.So i slept in to about 12pm. I awoke with the urge to pee but i was going to  hold it for as long as i could. since no one was there i decided to wear panties and a t-shirt. I went downstairs to eat some cereal. Afterwards i turned on the tv. My urge to pee was getting really bad so i grabbed my computer and started watching a movie. about midway through the movie my bladder had enough and wet my panties without me initiating it. It was pure ecstasy. I got cleaned up and decided to go out to dinner. I went to my favorite fast food place. I decided to get 3 large refills of some mountain dew. As you can imagine i really had to pee but i went to my house. I then dropped my pants but before that i put on 2 more panties over my panties that i had been wearing. I then went to the tub and wet myself. as my panties filled with piss it felt even better with the extra thickness. I cleaned up my self and head off to bed. I awoke that sunday morning with another urge to pee but like i had been doing for the past week i held it in. When i felt that i couldn’t hold it any longer i headed to the bathroom and got the idea to add a pad to my panties. THen i just let go my pad more slowly filling up was arousing. I then started to press the bad against my skin and it felt so good. I then started to masturbate with it and it was a very pleasing experience This was the best wetting yet. As i was cleaning up i thought to my self would a diaper be even more pleasing than just a pad. so i went on a website to get a free sample of a diaper.It says the diaper sample will be her in 2-3 days. Well i better be off to bed. I wake get my coffee and i go to school. I feel the urge the pee just as 1st period is about to end. I keep on holding it all the way until i get home. I rushed towards the bathroom pull up my skirt and release my pee into my panties. I let out a big sigh of satisfaction. I then here my mom comment “oh you must of had to go.” I forgot she was off today so I nervously say “yeah, you know the bathrooms at school.” She then goes “yeah, i know.” I say let out of sigh of relief but then i realize my ordeal is  not over. My panties our soaking wet with my pee. I grab the toilet paper and try to dry my panties. It stops dripping and i decide to get a shower to cover my wet panties. I then grab the towel making sure the panties i soaked are covered. My mother then questions why i took a shower so early. I just say “oh i got really sweaty during gym class.” She then says “id do that to.” I couldn’t believe i was getting away with this. I then shove my panties under my bed and went to do some homework.I get home from school with a full bladder. I look around the house to make sure that nobody is their. As i walk upstairs i can feel my bladder on the edge of collapse. I walk towards the bathroom with a few drops of pee making their way into my panties. I dropped my pants and sat on the toilet and let go. It felt so good and all my anxiety was relieved. as i was enjoying the aftermath and the warm and wet panties i had on i heard the door bell go off. It must have been my diaper samples. I can’t wait to try them. So i go downstairs get my diaper sample and walk back up to my room and hide the sample under my bed. I then drink some diet mountain dew till i get the urge to pee. I wait till i can’t hold it anymore and i grab my sample diaper and put it on.This is going to be awesome. I have my diaper on and i am about to explode. I keep holding in that pee. Oh this is going to feel so good. Oh it is starting to drip. Oh i am getting squirts. Oh now i just lost it. oh it feels so good that pee. oh my diaper is starting to sag. oh it is still going. Ahh ahh. Oh that felt so good. I am just going to rub my diaper against my body. oh ooh. (1 hour passes)  I guess i should clean up. I take my diaper off and wipe down my diaper area with some baby wipes. I then put my diaper in a garbage bag. and i throw it into the dumpster of the apartment plane next to my house.Oh that diaper wetting was the most pleasuring experience of my life. How can i afford to keep this going? I don’t have a job and my money that i do have will run out fast. oh what do i do. Maybe i can convince my parent to buy them for me but to do that i would have to convince them i need them and i am not just faking it. I take my computer out and research how some people get wet themselves by accident. I research that some people who wet into their teens can suddenly start wetting themselves again at night. THis is great because i wet myself till i was 13 and 7 months. So just before bed i drink a lot of water before bed. I set my alarm to wake me up at 3:30am. I lay my head down to sleep and wake up at 3:30am with the urge to pee. I turn off my alarm quickly and lay my head back onto the pillow. Then i just release my piss. I feel it trickle down my panties down into my back. I start to feel my piss is making a puddle. I start to fidget in the puddle oh it feels so good. After wards i fall asleep and awaken the next morning.My mother comes in only to see me in puddle of my own piss. I said i just had an accident. She tells me to get a shower. so i walk towards the shower with a smile on my face. I go to school come back with a full bladder and i wet my panties again. it felt so good. I eat dinner and i head up to bed. I set my alarm for 3am. I wake up at 3am to create a puddle of my piss. I then fall asleep again. This repeats for a few days until my mother buys me some diapers for me to piss in at night. my plan was a success.So it finally friday after school i can just enjoy myself. I walk into my house to see that nobody is their. I walk up to my bathroom with a full bladder of course. I Walk towards the toilet i lift up the seat and my dress. I wait there for about 15 minutes and my desperation was severe. I managed to hold out another 2 minutes before i burst and wet myself. I think to my self i have really got good at holding. Anyways, I eat dinner and i head up stairs and i let out a quick pee in my panties. I then take a shower. It bed time so i put on my diaper and set my alarm for 3pm. I awaken suddenly and see that it is 2:34am. I wonder why i woke up and then it hit me. I wet my diaper on accident. Have I trained my bladder to release pee at night?My diaper was wet and i did not voluntarily wet it. I decide to sleep on the matter. I wake up with a note on my desk telling me that my parents will be gone for the weekend. This is such good news it means i can wear my wet diaper anywhere. Wait! That means i could wet it again. I had the urge to pee when i woke up but i decide to hold it longer. It felt really good constantly feeling the wetness and sag of my diaper. It was about lunch time and i decide to wet my diaper. It was even better wetting it a second time all the wetness becoming warm again and my diaper sagging even more. I though why not wet it a third time.I had some nice sweatpants on when i got the urge to pee my diaper a third time. This was going to be great but i held it till i couldn’t hold it anymore. I started to feel the wetness becoming warmer my diaper starting to sag. but then something unexpected happened. i felt my piss going into my pants and i couldn’t stop. i rush to the bathroom while piss was filling my pants. I get to bathroom but its too late i have pissed my diaper so full that it leaked into my pants. I look in the mirror and it looked like i just pissed myself. So i take off my diaper and take a shower with my pants still on. I then take them off and put them in the washing machine. I then put them in the dryer. I then got some mexican to eat that night. after dinner i check the dryer to see that my pants show no pee stains. I was so relieved. I watch some tv till about 1 am. I put on my diaper and go to sleep. I awaken at 2:57am with my diaper wet. I think, with horror, i am incontinent when i am asleep. I force myself to sleepI awaken that sunday morning with another wet diaper i didn’t pee in voluntary. I get out of bed to feel that sag and wetness. I decide that i will pee like a normal person and do it the toilet today. So i take off my diaper and get my clothes on. It is about lunch time when i have the urge to pee. i get up and walk towards the bathroom about halfway their i lose control of my bladder and i piss myself. I collapse into a puddle of my own piss and cry. I can’t even control my pee during the daytime. I rush towards my bathroom take a shower and wash off all the piss. I then put my cloths in the washer. I then rush over and i get a diaper on. I order some Chinese for dinner. I finish and i get the urge to pee. I think that wetting incident earlier today was just a fluke. I get to the bathroom door my diaper still dry. I take it off and let the piss go into the toilet. I felt so relieved in more ways than one. I get up and put my diaper back on. I go to bed and fall asleep. I awake with an extreme urge to pee. I waddle towards my bathroom. I take off my diaper. I close my eyes and let the piss go into the toilet. I open my eyes only to realize that was a dream and i did indeed wet my diaper again. I had to confess to myself that i have no bladder control at night.I awake that morning with a wet diaper. I take it off and dispose of it. I then get ready for school. I try to forget what happened that weekend. I go and get through my classes. I get on the bus and i go home. I walk in the door and my mother is home. I get an urge to pee. I rushed towards the bathroom only to wet myself. My mother comes down to see what is up and she sees me standing in a puddle of my pee. She tells me to take a shower. As i get out she tells me that you are going to the doctors to figure out was is wrong. She drives me to the doctors. The doctor does his examinations. He comes into say that i have rare genetic condition brought on by stress. He says once you get this disease it can be years till you cure yourself of it. That means i will be in diapers for years 24/7.I get home from my doctors appointment. I get on a diaper. I just sit in my bed for the rest of the day. I don’t even go down for dinner. I felt an urge to pee and a few seconds later i wet my diaper. I then change myself into a new diaper and i go to bed. With no surprise i awaken that morning with a wet diaper. I then change myself. I get ready for the day. I walk out the door with a crinkle sound every time i walk. I go to my classes till lunch. I walk towards my friends as nothing is wrong. I eat my lunch when i get the urge to pee. I quickly go to the bathroom. Fortunately no one is their. I go into the stall and lock the door. I then pull the seat up. I thought to my self i am not going to wet my diaper this time. I started to take off diaper when i lost control and wet in it. Oh why couldn’t i hold it. I take it off and stick it into the toilet and put on a new diaper. I walk out of the bathroom with a fresh diaper.People are to notice that diaper i left in the toilet. I walk towards my next class hoping not to make my diaper crinkle. I get into my next class and sit down without everyone hearing it. When my teacher says their is a pop quiz today. I think to myself i cannot afford another bomb quiz. As i realized that i pissed into my diaper. Oh god now i am wet. I go to the bathroom after the quiz. Luckily, no one was in their but i got the urge to pee again and wet my diaper again. It was really sagging now. I rush towards the toilet and release my diaper into the toilet. I freshen up and put on new diaper. I walk out. I get on the bus after my last class. I get off the bus and  i started to walk home. I think to myself how am i going to keep hiding this as i wet my diaper. Why can’t i just hold it. I just need to calm myself down and research some calming down techniques. I get home and my mom left a note saying that the doctor called. The doctor gave me the worst news i will be using diapers for the rest of my life and if i get really stressed i could start poop uncontrollably to. I think to my self i just need to keep moving with my life. This is not going to stop me. Ha look at that! That was some stressful news and i didn’t wet my diaper again. So i go up to my room and change into a fresh diaper. I keep on going till friday hiding my diaper when its wet or dry. My mom tells me she and dad is going going to be going away for the weekend.I wake up that saturday morning with a wet diaper. so i go change into a new one. My phone starts to ring. So i pick it up and say hello. It was a guy that i liked. He said he wanted to take me on a date sunday. I say of course i will. I hang up the phone and i didn’t even notice that i wet my diaper. So i put on a new one. I then go to my room and get on my computer and i grab dildo and i start to masturbate. I look up some porn and i get going. I then leave the dildo in their when i am about to ejaculate. I release the dildo and ejaculate into my diaper. then i just played with my diaper for a few minutes. I decided that i would pee in before i threw it away. I order some mexican food and eat it. Then i got a sudden urge to poop. I think to myself if i am going to poop my diaper on occasion i mine as well experience it now while i am alone. I keep waiting till i can’t hold it anymore and release the poop into my diaper. It made it so heave and warm. I play with my diaper for a few minutes and i get the urge to pee so i release it. Know its wet, warm, sticky and heavy. It felt so good.So there i was standing in my soiled and pissed diaper. It felt really good. All heavy and warm. I played with it for about 30 minutes. I then decided to change my self. I put on a super thick diaper that i was sampling. I got to admit it is really bulky but it is some comfortable. I decide to drinks some pop. I wet my self soon after i am done with my first one. I keep the diaper on so i can keep wetting it. I drink some water and i wet it again and again. Man this diaper can hold a lot. i decide to push it till its limit. I order some Chinese for dinner. After wards i wet it again. Wow for wets and it is still not leaking. Oh it is really heave and sagging right. now. I keep on going and drink some pop. I wet my self again. It just started to leak a little. It is sagging so much that you can see it under my skirt. I decided to change into some sweats and keep my 5 time use diaper on. I eventually get an urge to go. I walk into the bathroom and stepped into the bath tub with my heavy, warm and sagging diaper. I then release my pee into it. It starts to leak about half way though my wetting. I just stood there enjoying the diaper getting heavier and piss going down my legs and onto my pants. Oh this felt so good. I then decided to sit down and play with my diaper. I made it leak more and the piss went into my pants. I took off my shirt and bra and rolled around in my piss with my wet diaper and sweats on it felt so good. I did this till i got the urge to poop. So i just let it go into my diaper. I then smashed my poop. I was so tired that i decide just to lay down in my piss puddle. I just lay there till i get an urge to pee. I just let it go and my diaper immediately leaking into my pee soaked pants. it felt so good.So i sat their it a really overused diaper. I enjoy it for few more minutes then i get up and take my diaper off. I clean up which was no small task. I really had to scrub to get all my piss and poop out. That was not the last of my troubles. I had to get the stink of my pleasuring out. It took some intense scrubbing, some air freshener, and opening the windows but it was done. So i put my self in another diaper and decide to get some dinner.Tomorrow was my date so i need to pick a dress that was cute and that hid my diaper. I eventually picked out a nice black and white dress. It was cute and the white should be enough to camouflage my diaper. So the door bell rings and i take my dinner. As i eat it i start to think about how my date will go. What will we do? Where would  we go? It was going to be great. THen i thought to myself what if he saw my diaper or i pissed and he heard. This tension made me wet my diaper. I go to my room to get changed and then it hits me if he found out would he tell everyone at school? I started to imagine how my life would fall apart if he told everyone. Then suddenly i soiled my diaper. This time it didn’t feel so good. but i changed myself into a new one. I then came up with a plan. If he ever finds out i can merely tell hime that it is a condition and not by choice and if he doesn’t break up with me i know he will be the one. Though i may not always wet my diaper voluntary it still gives me pleasure. I think to myself he will eventually find out but i want him to find out on my own terms. I tuck myself into my bed and i decide to watch some tv. I decide to watch a horror movie. Unavoidably, It caused me to wet myself. I decided not to change since i am going to need the diapers i have left for my date. I then fall asleep.I wake up with some regret because it appears that i wet diaper during the night and leaked into my be. Before i cleaned up i decide to enjoy it by feeling up my diaper and and squirming in my pee puddle. I then got up and changed into a new diaper. I then cleaned up my bed. I go through my day waiting for Matt to pick me. I mentioned that was his name right? no? Oh well. It was about an hour till my date so i put my make-up on. I then put on my dress and tested it out so he would not see my diaper. I hear the doorbell ring. He says hello and that i look beautiful. I smile and then we go to his car. He says that we are going to dinner and a movie. I liked the sound of this date so far. We get to  Vitello’s which my favorite italian restaurant. We sit down and begin to talk and he was very charming. I almost forgot that i had to be careful to not reveal that i wear diapers. I decide to order some some spaghetti. I know its a standard dish but it was always my favorite dish. We left once he paid the bill. We went to our local theater and we saw The Day of Fire. It was an apocalypse movie and then i thought he must have been talking to my friends no way he would take me to my favorite restaurant and take me to a movie i wanted to see. I didn’t tell what i thought because i wanted to give the satisfaction of planning a very good date. About half way though the movie he held my hand and i couldn’t stop wetting myself. Luckily he didn’t hear my wetting. I stay in my wet diaper till the movies ends and i then tell hime i need to go to the bathroom. So i go to the bathroom and change my diaper. I then drink some water from the water bottle i had in my bag. He then takes me home and at the door he kissed me. It was so nice but then i realized it was going to cause me to wet my self again. so i said good bye. I went in and waddled to the bathroom but i wetted my self before i could get their. That was my last regular diaper. Looks like i need to wear that other super thick diaper diaper i have. It was only ten so i decide to to watch some tv and drink a smoothie that i had. As i was watching i kept thinking how perfect our date was. I eventually wetted myself just thinking about it. Since this diaper is super thick i did need to worry about it leaking when i wet myself while i sleep.

I awake that monday morning with my diaper wet and heavy. My mom managed to pick me some diapers. Today was in service day for my high school so i had the whole day to my self so i didn’t bother changing my diaper just yet. I decide to get some cereal for breakfast. I then go back to my room where i receive a text from Matt. He said how awesome it was taking me to dinner. As i thought about it i wetted myself. We kept text for an hour and then he said he had to go to work. It was about lunch time when i got the urge to pee so i release it into my diaper. I figured its time to change since it will probably leak if i pee in it again but i decided i would keep it on because i like the warm and heavy feel to it. It was about 3pm and i decide i should change it now since my mom will be here in an hour. So i changed and enjoyed having a fresh diaper on. My phone started to buzz. it was matt. he wanted to take me out on another day! That is going to be so awesome. He set the date for next friday at 6pm. It should be great!I awoke friday morning with my diaper wet. It was going to a great day. So i changed myself and got ready for the day. I got to school and went to my first period. Then i went to my second period but on the way there Matt said he had something awesome planned. I got home and i decided to pick out a dress to where for the date but as i looked for a dress there was none. Oh no! How am i going to hide my diaper this time? Oh i wetted myself. So i change my self and look for ways to hide my diaper. One pair of jeans was perfect it made my diaper look like it wasn’t there. I then picked out a nice shirt to wear. THen i waited till 7pm where i heard the doorbell. It was Matt. He said i looked cute in my outfit. I thanked him. We We went out to dinner and then to his house where we watched movies. It was great. I then go home and lay on my bed. Then horror struck my face. I left my bag with my diapers at his house. I peed and soiled my diaper. I got a text from matt saying that i he would give my bag back to me at tomorrow. I said not to look and he said of course. I said why not come over and we can hang for a while. I could only hope his curiosity would not get the best of him.So Matt came over and i said lets watch some tv. We talked and talked. We laughed. We both knew we loved each other. It was about 8pm. Matt turned to me he said that he accidentally knocked the bag on the floor. Horror filled my face and i released some pee into my diaper. He said that he notched the diapers that where in their. I said oh my god i can explain. I said i have a rare genetic condition called. He then interrupted me and said UDS? I know i have it too and i am glad i have finally found a girl who has it too. Wow i think i have finally found the one. I told him come to my room. He followed me and i could hear the hissing of him peeing his diaper. I said lets do it in our diapers. He said that was the kinkiest thing he could think of. So we had sex in our wet diapers for an hour. We both ejaculated. Then we just laid there. I said that was great and we kissed. He then said i know this might be weird but he asked if he could change me. I said Hell yes. It was so great having someone undo the tape and take off your diaper slowly and then put on a fresh one. I then kissed him and said no its your turn. I take off his diaper and put on a new one. Then we just laid there. We turned to each other and said I love you to each other. We where both so moved that we wet are diapers again so we changed each other again. I knew he was going to be great.( 5 years later)

We both lie their in our apartment. Wow i am so glad i found you matt. He said love you let get it on. I was like sorry i already have a ring. We both laughed because he was one to give it to me. We went to our room and took off all our clothes and left our diapers on we started to make out. We wet are diapers and began to have some diaper sex. It was great. We got into such intense passion that we eventually ripped off each others diapers and had normal sex. It was great and i knew we where going to happy forever with each other.

shit so i fucked up and accidentally posted my unfinished prompt so here’s try #2 (for the 2 anons who requested this)

41. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

Dinner at the Jones’ household isn’t normally a quiet affair. With Harper now in the first grade and with Paisley’s ever expanding vocabulary, mealtimes were often filled with happy chatter from Jughead’s and Betty’s children.

Harper Emerson Jones, of course, inherited his father’s healthy appetite for food. Never a picky eater, he would guzzle whatever his mother would make for him with a speed that scared Betty (for fear that he would choke) and made Jughead proud.

During Tuesday night, however, Betty noticed something seriously worrying. “Harper, sweetie. You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” Seven-year old Harper merely sighed and continued to push around his lasagne.

Jughead, who was seated to his son’s right, gently nudged his shoulder. “Are you okay little man?” Harper placed his fork down as his lips started to tremble, a sure sign that his tears would soon come next. “You know, whatever it is, you can tell mom and dad, right?” Jughead got up off his chair and kneeled down next to his son, enveloping him in a hug.

Harper, who was sobbing at this point, tried to speak but was mostly incoherent. “Alright, buddy. We can talk in your room.” Jughead said, lifting him into his arms and carrying him out of their dining room. Betty started clean-up Harper’s unfinished plate when she heard their youngest call for her.

“Mama, you think Harpie want peas so he feel better?” Betty looked at her precious two-year old, with her blonde hair in a messy pigtail (a valiant attempt by her father), holding up squashed up peas in her left hand. 

“Nice try, little missy. You’re not getting out of eating your vegetables.” Betty could only smile as she saw Paisley pout and slowly lower her hand under her high-chair. “And no feeding it to Frenchie.” Harper harrumphed, placing her peas back on her plate, while their year-old brown, golden retriever scampered off knowing that he and his little owner were caught.


Jughead settled Harper on his son’s bed and sat beside him. “You feeling better?” Harper, whose cries now turned to hiccups, slowly nodded his head. “Now, what’s got you down, little man?” He asked as he ran his hand through his son’s hair.

“It’s about Emma.” Harper responded, his head downcast.

“The girl from your class? That Emma?” Harper whispered yes in response. “What happened between you two? just last week you guys were playing like there was no tomorrow?” Jughead asked.

“She-she found a new friend. The-there’s this new kid that came in.” Harper’s tears were making a re-appearance as he stumbled over his words, “And he wanted Emma to be his friend and he wouldn’t let her play with me.” His son hiccuped. “And then, she told me that he had nice eyes ‘cause they reminded her of chocolate, and that my eyes are ugly ‘cause they’re the same colour as frogs and frogs are gross.” Harper started to pout and his voice rose. “My eyes are stupid! I don’t like them anymore! I want eyes like he does so Emma starts playing with me again, daddy!” 

Jughead could see the distress on his son’s face and was at a lost on what he should do. He certainly wasn’t expecting to help Harper heal from a heartbreak this soon in his young life. Jughead reached over and grabbed a tissue to wipe the tears off of Harper’s face, rubbing his back in efforts to calm his son down. “Have you tried be-friending this new kid in your class?”

“Yes, but he’s being a meanie.” A dark look casted across his face as he thought of the boy who stole his friend.

“Well, how about your other classmates? Have you tried talking to any of them?”

Harper was silent for a moment before speaking up. “Well there is this other girl; her name’s Ellie. She asked me to play ‘detectives’ with her yesterday.” Harper glanced at his dad before shifting his gaze to his hands.

“There you go, little man. Things are looking up already.” Jughead gave his son an encouraging smile. 

“I guess. I still don’t like my eyes though.” Harper lowered his head once again.

Jughead tucked a hand under Harper’s chin in order to see his face. His son’s emerald green eyes still red-rimmed from his crying. “Well, I think they’re the most amazing things I’ve ever seen in my entire life. You wanna know why?”

“Why?” Harper asked curiously.

“Because they’re the same as your mom’s. And one day, you’ll find someone who likes your eyes just the way they are.” Jughead planted a kiss on his son’s head and tucked him under his blanket.

“Will that happen soon, dad?” Harper asked, insecurity laced in his voice.

“You never know, Harp. Sleep tight, okay?” Jughead stood up from the bed and headed towards the door. “Love you, buddy.”

“Love you, dad.”


“Hey, Ellie.” Harper greeted the brown-haired girl as he approached her during recess. She looked up from the book she was reading and gave him a small wave.

“I was wondering if you wanna play ‘detectives’ with me again today.” Harper asked shyly.

Ellie looked at him (for what felt like forever to Harper) before responding, “You’re cute when you’re shy.” He was taken aback by her sudden compliment and was unsure of what to say next. “And I’d love to play together again.” Ellie added as she stood up from her spot under a tree. “Hey, Harper?” She glanced at him, blush quickly forming on her cheeks.


“Has anyone ever told you your eyes are the same colour as frogs?” She asked as they walked together.

Harper’s face fell, feeling another bout of insult coming his way about his green eyes. “Emma did yesterday. She told me that my eyes are gross because of it.”

Ellie suddenly stopped and grabbed Harper’s hand. “Well, I think Emma’s wrong. Frogs are cool, and so are your eyes.” She gave him a bright smile, which he couldn’t help but return, before she let his hand go and ran towards the school’s playground. “Last one there has to be the criminal!”

“You’re on!” Harper laughed as he ran as fast as he could, trying to catch up to his new friend.


Iktsuarpok (Inuit) - A feeling of anticipation as you wait for someone to visit.

Summary: Steve and Bucky arrange a surprise for you, on your best friend’s, Kayla’s, birthday. 

Word Count:1,552

A/N: This is more of a personal fic than it is a general reader insert. It’s my take on the prompt I chose for Kayla’s “Languages of Love” Birthday Challenge. Hope you all enjoy and Happy Birthday to my soul twin, I love you, girl. @howlingbarnes

Originally posted by simplicity-is-bliss881

Bucky was talking on his phone as you stepped into the living room. You were immediately suspicious as his voice dropped to a whisper and he quickly hung up, turning up the volume of the television. You crossed your arms over your chest.

“You’re hiding something. What is it?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He turned a wide smile your way and hugged you as you sat next to him. “How’d you sleep? Rested?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I’m just bummed out that classes will be starting again soon.”

“I know. But it’s our last semester.”

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anonymous asked:

Hey babe, just wondering if you could do an imagine with Carl and the girl is Neegans daughter? Something where she protects him in the Lucille line up and takes an interest/attraction towards him because she hasn't be exposed to anyone near her age? Thanks xoxo

Kinda Cute - Carl X Reader

Imagine protecting Carl in the lineup, because you take a liking to him and you haven’t been exposed to anyone near your age.

A/N: Enjoy! <3 - P.s. Sorry it’s been so long guys, I’ve been working a lot and haven’t had a lot of time to write, hence my lack of imagines. However, I’m trying to bring it back up to speed. Again sorry guys, I hope y’all are having a great day. <3

Word Count: 499

Warnings: Bad Language.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here!” You sighed as you watched your Dad pace in front of the new group he had captured. You knew that to survive in this world, you had to do everything you could to protect your group, but lately, Dad had just been doing a lot for himself and it was beginning to annoy you.

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

However, you were a little distracted. You see, Negan never let you hang around with guys your age. “They’re all lying, dirty, cheating little boys who don’t know how to treat a woman. I don’t want you getting hurt.” He told you on many occasions. But today, you could see a boy your age, who looked pretty cute in your eyes, maybe even a little badass.

Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts

“I should just put you out of your misery right now!” You looked up to see your Dad pointing Lucille at a woman. A pregnant woman to be exact. You felt scared for her, when suddenly a man began shouting at Negan. “No! No, no! Don’t.” Negan shook his head as the man got dragged back in line. “All right, listen. Don’t any of you, do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. First one’s free… It’s an emotional moment I get it.” Your Dad paced back to who seemed to be the leader of the group, a man named Rick. “Sucks don’t it? The moment you realise you don’t know shit.”

You suddenly saw your Dad point Lucille towards the boy and you moved a step closer, ready to stop your Dad in case he wanted to hurt him. “This is your kid, right?” Negan asked Rick, and worry began to fill the man’s eyes. The boy glared at your Dad, making you smile slightly at how stubborn he seemed. 

Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts

“This is definitely your kid!” Negan said and Rick began to shout. “Stop this! Just stop!”

“Woah!” You flinched as your Dad raised his voice, stepping closer to the boy, pointing Lucille at him. “Do not make me kill the little future serial killer!”

Originally posted by retroholloway

“Dad!” You called, walking towards him. Negan turned to you, raising his eyebrows and glaring at you, warning you to stay out of it, but you didn’t care. “Dad, leave him alone. Seriously, don’t touch him.” You gave your Dad a pleading look, the kind of look you give when you really want something, and then your Dad gives in to you. You heard him grumble under his breath and you relaxed, knowing you had won this fight.

“Promise me.” You whispered and Negan lowered his head to you, confirming your promise. You nodded, turning to the boy who was staring at you. You noticed one eye was covered and you bit your lip, realising he wasn’t only cute, but you thought he was rather hot too.

Before you backed away you mouthed ‘You’re welcome’ and he gave a small smile your way before you returned to your spot next to the RV.

Originally posted by hardyness

reoccuring feelings - miniminter imagine pt.2

Originally posted by sdmn-af

warnings; swearing in monologue

pairing; simon x reader

requested; multiple times

word count; 518 words

“and then later we got free movie vouchers as an ‘engagement gift.’“ he continued. 

just as i looked up at him he looked down at me. his eyes flickered from mine to then my lips.

“please kiss me.”

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anonymous asked:

are requests still open? :D I would like to request for a Keisuke Shijo fluff/nsfw (*´꒳`*) he's from Liar! Office deception(: he's such a babe but there's currently no fanfic for him yet coz.. he's pretty new? If you haven't played the game yet, then I would like to request for a eisuke/ota fluff(*´꒳`*). Thank you! You're an amazing writer(: all the best💜

Hi anon! Unfortunately, I haven’t played Liar yet, so I chose to write some Eisuke fluff instead (I hope you don’t mind). Thank you for the compliment and I hope you like this ^^!

Title: tête-à-tête

Summary: Eisuke can’t keep his eyes to himself, while she makes a mistake that’d seemingly jeopardize her. It doesn’t.

Genre:  Fluff, Romance

Pairing:  MC/Eisuke

a/n: this fic is based on this post i made a while back lmao. i’m kinda proud of turning a shitpost into an actual fic :’) also, eisuke and mc are dorks.

@maidofstars @2bedroom-baddestbidderlove @bolt8826


“This is a pain,” Luke said, moping. “I came all the way here only to find out MC isn’t here yet.”

“You do know that you’re required to be here for auction meetings, right?” Eisuke sipped his coffee, not even bothering to hide his displeasure at his own tasteless brew.

“There’s no point in being here if I don’t get to see her magnificent collarbones today…”

“Aaand there he goes again,” Ota commented.

True enough, the penthouse wasn’t as lively as it ought to be with MC absent. Eisuke could feel his mood quickly dampening at the taste of coffee that wasn’t hers. He had half a mind to page her just to salvage his taste buds, but he had to restrain himself. She worked herself to the bone yesterday, and was feeling a bit guilty.

“Well, collarbones aside, MC really is cute, huh?” Baba added.

Eisuke felt a stinging pain in his mouth, only to realize he bit his tongue at Baba’s statement.

“Aw, come on, guys. Don’t look at me like that. Are you saying you all seriously haven’t thought that at least once?”

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Querencia - Suho

Originally posted by daenso

Requested by anon

Request: Mafia!AU with a cold and severe Suho that is sweet towards his girlfriend

Genre: Fluff

Member: Suho/Junmyeon


It wasn’t easy being the girlfriend of one of the most dangerous men in the country. Junmyeon was one of the 12 leaders of the Mafia that served directly under the Don. Lots of people figured life would be easy for you since the Mafia were extremely wealthy and nobody would dare lay a finger on you because of the position Junmyeon has and what he would do to anybody that came near you.

They would be wrong however. Junmyeon was dangerous, yes. People feared him because of his ruthless ways, he was cold and had little to no mercy to anybody besides his fellow leaders whom he considers as brothers, and you. He has killed many people before, some would even call him heartless. You didn’t blame him though. One has to keep walls up around themselves so that nobody can take advantage of you, nobody can find your weakness and find ways to hurt you. 

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anonymous asked:

is it just me or does anyone else have a weak spot for Harry pulling you into his lap and calling you his baby girl? "How'd your day go, baby girl?" "Baby girl, come here!" "I love you so much, baby girl." I'm dying.

I think it’s a term that he only brings out during certain moods. It’s a cute little term of endearment that he knows you wouldn’t let him get away with just whenever he felt like it, so it has to be when he knows you’re in the right mood. It’s when you’re super cuddly and super sleepy and Harry can tell that you’re going to be clinging to him for the day.

So he’ll use it in a very sweet, cooing tone as he pulls you into his lap and gives you cute little kisses all over your face.

“How’s my baby girl today?”

“Harryyy!” you giggle, “I’m not a baby!”

“You’re my baby,” he says, kissing you again, very dramatically, “You’re my baby girl and I love you. S’it a crime to tell my baby girl how much I love her? Cause I really, REALLY love you, baby girl.”

He’s doing it on purpose because he knows he can get away with it, so you just giggle again and bury your face in his neck.

“Love you, too.”


Game On! Jungkook x Reader (Fluff) Part 1

Words: 2,316
Genre: Fluff
A/N: Part 1 of probably 2! it’s something I had in mind when I was in the car and daydreaming about Jungkookie since he’s my bias wrecker ^-^ Hope you beans enjoy! 

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anonymous asked:

Hello hello hello. I have a lil headcanon, What if It's almost junkooks birthday and jimin wants him to have the best birthday ever? Teehee~

okii!! just so everyone knows this will probably be really corny. ps - i decided to make it a neighbours au thing. also pre-relationship. it’s mostly cute with a small hint of spice at one part but nothing major. also minor yoonseok couple. this one was fun and i kept it non-angsty for once in my life. 

+ jimin knocked on his next door neighbours door. he had gotten jungkook’s mail again. really their mailman was just lazy, whoever it was always put jungkook’s mail in jimin’s mailbox. but jimin wasn’t really complaining. it gave him an excuse to see his super sweet and good-looking neighbour. 

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