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Trust Issues - Jay X Reader / Harry Hook X Reader

Originally posted by clearwatersthimprint

A/N:  Just a warning there is no Harry in this part but there will be in the next - stick with me peeps! Trust me when I say it was necessary.
Words: 4181
Requested: Yes!
Warnings: Violence, Angst, Swearing

A: How long have you loved her?
B: Have I missed something? What are you going on about?
A: How long have you loved her?
B: Loved who? Your the only person I lo…
A: Cut the bullshit, I see how you look at her.

“Y/N I can’t believe you are making me do this!” Evie complained as you dragged her down Auradon Prep’s hallways.
You were officially in suspicious girlfriend mode and this time you had roped your best friend into to stalking your lousy excuse of a boyfriend.
“I need to know if I’m going crazy” You said, glummer than you had intended to sound.
Evie glanced at you with a mixture of pity and concern and stopped you from moving any further.
“Y/N sweetie you aren’t crazy,” she said softly “But I think you’re wrong about him, everybody knows how much Jay loves you. He’s never exactly been into subtlety”
The blue haired girl let out a small laugh, hoping to get you to smile, but you just bit down on your lip a little harder.
“Hmm,” you said unconvinced, “It’s just that… It’s just that… Never mind, it’s not important”
But it was important. Overwhelmingly important to you. Your relationship with Jay had been rocky lately, he’d stopped spending time with you at all by this point. You were petrified of sounding like one of those psychotic jealous girls who refused to let their boyfriends out of their sights (there were plenty enough of them already at Auradon and you refused be confined to one of those princess stereotypes) but you couldn’t help feeling somehow… replaced. There really was no other word for it, how else would you describe Jay spending all his time with one other girl. A shinier, prettier newer model of yourself.
A person you couldn’t compete with.
At all.
How else would you describe the person you loved completely ignoring you for the last agonising month, without any kind of explanation.
Yes. ‘Replaced’ was a pretty accurate way of summing everything up.
“Y/N why are we heading towards the fencing Hall?” Evie questioned, bringing you back from you own thoughts.
You gulped.
“I don’t know, I thought it would be a good place to start”.
Lies, complete and utter lies. You knew that was exactly where Jay would be but you didn’t want to admit it out loud.
“Y/N sweetie, we passed the fencing team on our way here and I doubt Jay’ll be training on his own. Maybe we should try somewhere else?”
You gulped again, only this time louder. Loud enough for Evie to hear, her brows furrowing slightly.
“He won’t be alone” You said, your words almost inaudible, as if not speaking them would make them any less real.
“Hmm?” Evie asked, stopping you in your tracks for good now, standing in front of you and placing her hands on you shoulders so you couldn’t edge any closer to the Fencing Hall looming ahead.
“Lonnie” Was all you said, but it came out as more of a croak than a word.
You willed yourself not to cry, you didn’t want to seem utterly pathetic, but you could feel tears welling up in your eyes and your throat begin to close up.
You were more than confused when Evie let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh,” Evie said with a grin “You’re worried about Lonnie”
“What? That’s who he spends all his time with, not me, her.” You said almost defensively.
Evie chuckled lightly before looping her arms in yours.
“Y/N! You don’t have anything to worry about. It’s Lonnie we’re talking about. And Jay. They are friends, that’s all honey. That’s seriously not what has been worrying you has it?”
You wanted to believe Evie, you really did but every gut instinct was screaming at you that she was wrong.
“But… But she’s so…” You were struggling as how to word this “She’s so much like him. She’s perfect Evie, how could he not fall for her. She’s kind where I’m stubborn, she’s confident and outspoken where I’m quiet and reseverved. I mean, look at how athletic she is, he’s always going to get her more than he gets me. Lonnie is just overall… more. Even her parents trump mine, her mother saved the whole of China mine just…”
“Your mother worked hard and made her dreams happen when she was handed nothing” Evie said sternly “Your parents defeated a witch doctor terrorising their city and saw the good in people nobody else could see. Tiana and Naveen are some of the most inspirational people I have ever met and you are so much like the Y/N it’s unbelievable”
You could tell Evie was trying but you still felt deflated.
“I’m not her Ev-”
“So what if your not a fencer! That’s not your thing, fine, absolutely fine. Can Lonnie sing like you? I think not. You are hands down the best cook in the whole of Auradon and it’s safe to say that musical talent runs in the family.”
You flashed Evie a meek smile.
“Stop comparing yourself to her Y/N. They’re just friends.”
You inhaled and let out an indifferent sigh, stuffing your hands into your cardigan pockets.
“How can you be so sure E?”
“Because I know Jay!” She sung theatrically, tossing her hands up in the air for dramatic effect “And Lonnie too for that matter. In fact, come on , let me take you to the Fencing Hall and prove to you that you’ve got it all wrong”
She grabbed your hand and pulled you along.
“And then” Evie continued “When we find the hall completely empty you can apologise from dragging me away from my sewing”
The two of you giggled, running the remaining distance to the training room where you so frequently watched Jay in practise. This was why you loved Evie, she brought you back down to the ground, reeling you in when you went slightly too crazy. Of course Jay loved you, of course the secret love affair you concocted in you head was nothing more than just paranoid worrying. Evie always brought perspective , always knew what to say and when to say it.
Taking a deep breath you flung the doors to the Fencing Hall open, ready to be greeted and with an empty room and to even more ready accept Evie’s contestant I told you so’s on the walk back to your dorm.
But Evie would never get to say I told you so.
For once the girl who always new what to say could say nothing at all.
Because they were there. Together. 

And they certainly weren’t fencing.
A more appropriate word choice would be cuddling, or hugging or holding or snuggling, eloping, squeezing; all far more appropriate than fencing. Whatever it was, it was a whole lot more than friendly.
Her hand around his waist, his eyes glued to hers. You felt sick. In fact you were so sure you were going to be sick, that you ran away before you had the chance to see anything else.
You thanked god for having some mercy; at least they didn’t see you.

Great sobs raked your body as you collapsed behind your dorm room door, your forehead and palms flat against the wood as you tried to breathe deeply. It was a pointless exercise. It’s like a dam, you can only take so much, you can can only handle so much pressure and then boom…  its out of your control. Then your walls break down, the walls that hold you up, make you strong, just collapse. You were a mess. Salty droplets spill down your face as you feel your chin start to tremble like a small child, trying to make sense of what you had just seen.
You’re supposed to love me! The static in your head was screaming. You don’t do this to people you love!
And then you were interrupted, a small rapping at the door causing your to look up with watery eyes, wiping away a token tear.
“Y/N… It’s me Carlos. I’m not going to ask if you’re okay because I know you’re not but will you please open this door. Evie told me what happened”
You clenched your fists trying to fathom out the emotion suddenly pulsing through you. It wasn’t anger - how could you possibly be mad at Carlos who only ever tried to do right be others. He was your closest friend in the whole of Auradon, closer than you and Evie and, for the moment, closer than you and Jay. For a second you thought it was betrayal, you thought you were infuriated with Evie for telling people, but you knew she only told Carlos because she was worried about you.
It finally clicked. The mystery emotion rampaging around your body was complete and utter devastation.
“Carlos… I need to be alone” You whimpered, then you sniffled before adding “Jay doesn’t love me anymore”
Your last sentence was a soggy mess of sobbing, salty tears and voice cracking. You had never felt so pathetic in your life.
“Open the door Y/N” Carlos said softly.
“I really just need to be alone”
“Y/N. It’s part of my best friend duties to get you to open this door so I can smother you in hugs. We can either do this the easy way or the hard way”
You weren’t really listening to him
“I really just need to be alone” You repeated.
“The hard way it is”
“Carlos please ju-”
“Open this door right now, I’m not letting you wallow in self pity any longer” He was banging slightly louder on the door now and was starting to raise his voice. You did not want to here a signature Carlos pep talk where he said everything was going to be just hunker-dory. Clearly it was not.
“I’m really not in the mood. Can’t you just leave me al-”
You were interrupted again
“Y/N, you can either let me in or I can start singing really loudly and even more off key until you undo the latch”
There wasn’t a hint of insincerity in his voice
“Carlos! Come on don’t you dare”
Carlos was nothing if a little comical and you could tell by the floorboards creaking in the hallway that he was probably performing a fully choreographed dance out there which if nothing made you feel a smidge better.
“You’re not helping you know” You said, even though you had stopped crying now.
You just wanted to see his dance routine. He changed songs.
You were now completely convinced the boy was skipping around outside of your dorm. You could feel the corners of your mouth tug into a grin. Curse Carlos, the boy knew Moana was your weakness.
Carlos paused dramatically waiting for you to complete the lyric. You stayed silent, you weren’t exactly in the mood to have a sing along.
“Oh come on Y/N” he huffed “SPROUTED A TREE, NOW YOU’VE GOT”
Fuck it, that’s what a small part of your brain said you. Wait scrap that, fuck Jay. He wasn’t going to rule your happiness, if he wanted to date Lonnie then he better go and do it. You were going to sing an entire soundtrack with your best friend and not think twice about it. So you unclicked the latch and cleared your throat.
“COCONUTS!” You sung loudly, swinging the door open and throwing your hands in the air, no longer caring about your tear stained cheeks, no longer caring about what anybody thought about you.
Then you stopped.
Your face dropped and your stomach plummeted.

“J-Jay?” You said, your voice trembling with confusion and hurt.
Your boyfriend took a step forward and opened his mouth to say something, but you put your hands up in front of you, pushing him slightly away. You shot Carlos an angry glare
“I had no other option Y/N. You need to talk to him and I knew you wouldn’t come out if I told you he was here” Carlos tried to reason with you, glancing towards Jay who was staring at his feet and drawing swirls on the floor with the tip of his boot
You just shook your head, opening your mouth to object but Carlos stopped you, grabbing onto your shoulders before you could say a word.
“Just talk to him Y/N”
Then he left you.
He left you stood in a doorway with the exact person you wanted to run and hide from until you both forgot the other existed.
The uncomfortable silence was shattered when Jay cleared his throat, trying to meet your eye.
“It’s not what it looked like Y/N, trust me” he tried to explain, reaching his hand up towards your cheek.
You didn’t move, not even to push his hand away, you just stared back at him a concoction of betrayal and fury brewing in your eyes.
“But that’s just the thing Jay,” you said your voice sincere and distressed. “I can’t trust you anymore! I can’t trust anything you say!”
Jay retracted his arm immediately, cocking his head to the side and looking at you, trying to figure out what was racing through your head.
“Okay, well that’s not true. Now your just being unreasonable.” His voice was infuriatingly even as if nothing was affecting him, as if the sight of you bordering on tears was completely normal.
“Unreasonable?” You scoffed, laughing coldly at the son of Jafar “You know what’s unreasonable Jay? Ignoring me for a month. Staying out late at night with other girls whilst I sit at home wondering where the hell I went wrong. Cancelling our dates, that’s pretty unreasonable too, pretending I don’t exist -”
“Y/N stop!” He was panicking now.
“Oh no,” you snapped “There’s more. It was our 6 month anniversary on Monday and you completely ghosted me, you disappeared into thin air. I spent the whole day trudging around campus trying to find you, until Harry Hook of all people told me that you had gone with Lonnie back to the Isle! You ditched me for her!”
You weren’t even trying to hold back the tears anymore.
“Ben was there too” Jay mumbled so quietly you didn’t here him the first time.
“I said, Ben was there too, on the Isle I mean”.
You shook your head, spinning on your heels and walking back inside your room. You knew what you had to ask
“How long have you loved her?” Your voice broke even as you spoke softly. Jay’s eyebrows furrowed.
“Have I missed something? What are you going on about?”
“How long have you loved her?”
“Loved who? Your the only person I lo…”
You cut his off mid sentence by hitting the doorframe with your fist.
‘Cut the bullshit Jay, I see how you look at her"
A look of frustration washed over Jay’s face as he clenched his fists. He looked as though he was about to explode.
In a way, he did.
“Why are you acting so….so, so psychotic. It’s stupid! You’re stupid! Lately all you’re doing is acting like some obsessed little bit-”
He stopped himself before he could finish his word, but you got the message. Another part of you died. This was not the Jay you fell in love with.
“Fuck you Jay” You said surprisingly calmly, ready to slam the door behind you.
“Shit! Y/N just wait up. I didn’t mean it, okay I’m acting like an idiot, I didn’t mean it!” He stuck his foot in the door and practically jumped inside of your room.
You were past angry now, you were fuming.
“What do you want from me?”
“Just listen to me please Y/N, I love you, you’ve got to know that I love you”
“I don’t” you whispered meekly, staring up at him with blurry eyes “I can’t”
“Look, look” Jay was fumbling around now desperately in his pockets “Here… Have this”
He thrust a gold ring into your hands and looked up at you nervously. The metal was cool in your hands and you rubbed your thumb along the glinting red stone adorned to the engraved banned. You didn’t look at it, staring directly into Jay’s panic stricken eyes with a dead expression.
“Did you steal it?”
Jay gulped and started to rub the back of his neck, tripping over his words. You had got your answer alright.
“Well…um Y/N…you see-”
“I don’t want it,” You snapped, throwing it back at his feet “We’re done here”
You tried to push him out of your room but Jay was too tall, too muscular, there was nothing you could do to make him leave.
“Y/N just let me explain”
“Y/N calm down”
“I’m not cheating on you Y/N, how many times? It’s me your talking about. Me!”
You looked at him for a moment, same silky hair, same tanned skin, even his eyes though filled with a douse of sadness, still had his signature glint of cheekiness. Taking a deep breath, you ran your fingers through your hair. You gave him one more chance to salvage this.
“Okay,” you said to yourself more than to Jay “Okay. But I have one question. I need the truth, if you lie to me again I don’t think I will ever be able to forgive you okay? I just need the truth”
Jay exhaled a sigh of relief but knew better than to try and touch you. He nodded at you.
“Have you kissed her?”
The words stung as you said them, tumble out of your mouth and filling the room with an uneasy silence. It was the silence that was destroying you. He said nothing. Jay said nothing. He just kept opening and shutting his mouth like a goldfish.
“HAVE YOU KISSED HER?” You screamed.
You didn’t want it to be true.You thought if you screamed loud enough, maybe it would make him speak, maybe he would tell you that he didn’t like Lonnie, that he only saw her as a sister. It was deafeningly quiet.

“SAY SOMETHING, YOU’ VE GOT TO SAY SOMETHING, WHY ARENT YOU ANSWERING ME?” If he had said anything, anything at all in that moment you would have had a chance, there would have still been some hope. But he just kept looking at you with guilty eyes until you couldn’t take it anymore.

You ran out of bedroom and down the hallway before you would breakdown completely.

You ran until your lungs ached, until your legs begged you to stop and dizziness forced you to take huge deep breaths. You’d managed to sprint all the way to the end of the tourney pitch, at the very border of the forest. Maybe the tourney field wasn’t the best place you could have run to, the sight of it bringing your thoughts right back to Jay. You wanted to crumple into a ball.
So you did.
“No,” You told yourself “You are better than this Y/N”.
You were about to pull yourself up when you heard a calling out behind you.
“Well well well! If it isn’t Little Miss Parfait!”
Immediately you shot around, greeted by the glowing purple eyes of a sworn enemy.
“That’s French for perfect Y/N, don’t look so bewildered,”
The boy licked his lips, rubbing his hands together in a manner that was making your uncomfortable. You stood up.
“I know what it means Drew” You snapped “I’m just going”.
You weren’t a judgemental person and you knew the VK’s weren’t a direct representation of there parents , hell up until an hour ago you were dating one, but there was something about Drew Facilier that just creeped you out. You refused to believe it was simply because his dad tried to kill your family, although that may have been half of the issue. Regardless, you had steered clear away from the boy since he arrived in Auradon.
“You, aren’t going anywhere!” Drew yelled, his voice changing from teasing to threatening.
He grabbed your shoulder and pulled you backwards.
“Get of me you creep!” You screamed, tugging his hand from you.
The boys glare fixed in a stony gaze, his eyes glowing brighter and brighter.
You clawed at his legs, trying to scramble away but although you were strong you couldn’t undermine the weight difference between you and the witch doctors son. You knew you couldn’t wrestle your way free so you thought tactically and rationally. Instead you aimed for his eyes, raking your fingernails across his eyelids, causing him to release you momentarily and contract in pain.
You took you chance, sprinting back across the field while Drew was still knelt on the floor clutching at his face.
“GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!” Drew cursed at you, standing up and screaming in your direction.
You didn’t even glance back at him. You had never run so fast in your life, your legs on autopilot steering you back to safety, the distance between you and the voodoo boy becoming greater and greater with every second.
But then you stopped.
An involuntary halt that both alarmed and confused you.
Icy cold tendrils, wrapped there way around your ankles, pulling the floor from beneath you until you fell face first into grass. You started to shiver, your eyes darting around, unable to comprehend the sudden bitter chill on the hot August morning. You tried to force your body upwards, groaning with strain and effort, but you were flattened back down immediately, another wave of unsettling coolness washing over you.
They were everywhere, gathering in hoards, twisting into shrivelled hands and haunting faces laughing at your misery and hysterics.
You thrashed and writhed around on the floor trying to shake them off of you, but it was no use and soon every one of your limbs was inch of you was pinned down by a different shadow, so you lay flattened in a star shape on the field.    
Drew took his time approaching you whistling “Friends on the other side” to himself as he approached, laughing manically at your distress.
“HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!” You were screaming now, your voice quickly becoming hoarse “JAY! SOMEBODY PLEASE! JAY! JAY! I NEED YOU!” Your heart clenched, even after everything that had happened yo still loved him.
You pulled the shadow pushing down on your chest from you, sitting yourself up abruptly. Drew scowled, waving his hand as another shadow took its place and then whispering something you couldn’t decipher under his breath
“Jay Jay I need you” mocked Drew suddenly breaking out into an unnerving grin. He clasped his hand together like a damsel in distress as he continued to circle you like a shark. “Where is he now Y/N? With Lonnie probably”
You son of a bitch! You tried to scream.
And the you froze.
Tried to scream.
You had tried to scream but quickly realised that you couldn’t.
You couldn’t even open your mouth. A feeling of dread settled in your stomach as you realised you couldn’t move any body part at all, only your eyes which widened in alarm as Drew bent down towards you.
“Paralysis hex,” Drew laughed “Come on Y/N don’t look so surprised, I’m the son of a witch doctor. A witch doctor your parents ruined. I think it’s about time we resettled the score don’t you think?”
You couldn’t even move your eyes now, Drew forcing them to fixate on his face. You had never wanted to close your eyes more in your whole life.
“Right, well we really must be going! I thought I’d bring you with me! Sound good?” The boy continued with mock innocence.
Obviously, you couldn’t say a word.
“Great! I’ll take that as a yes! I have some particular friends which have been just dying to meet you” He emphasised the word dying in a way that made your whole body shudder. You were convinced you were going to be sick.
“SHADOWS!” He bellowed walking away from you and back into the forest. The morphing facing pinning you down dragged you after him, your hair snagging on tree branches, brambles cutting at your skin. Drew was still whistling that dreadful song.
You had one fleeting thought before you hit your head on a tree stump, knocking you out cold.
I don’t care what you’ve done Jay, I need you to find me.

Part 2 anybody?

What Dad Doesn’t Know Won’t Hurt Him [Daryl Dixon x Reader]

Word Count: 3,154 (why can I not write short one-shots anymore? why am I incapable? help me)

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Request: Could I request a smut where you’re Ricks Daughter and Daryl’s like really stressed so you give him a massage and one thing leads to another and you end up making out and trying to go further but get caught?

Warnings: Language, mentions of scars, fluff, smut, embarrassment 

*gif not mine*

Originally posted by theultimatewalker

You watch out the window of your house excitedly as you see the familiar white truck pull into the main gates of Alexandria, a weight lifted off your chest when you see that everyone arrived back home safely. Daryl, in particular.

Your dad Rick, Michonne, Daryl, and Abraham had all gone out on a run a few days ago, promising that they’d be back within a day. They never returned that night, and you were scared out of your mind that something had happened to them. But seeing them now, all back and alive, you feel ten times better. Your dad is home. Daryl is home.

Yours and Daryl’s relationship is nothing less than complicated. Because you were only a teenager when you two had met, and also since you were Rick’s daughter, he tended to avoid you for the first few years of being around him. You two would only speak whenever it came down to who’s job was what during the run. But after the Governor blew up the prison, and you, Beth, and Daryl had escaped together, yours and his relationship changed immensely. Your friendship bloomed, and ever since then, you’ve managed to remain just as close friends.

Whether you feel more for them that just platonic feelings, though, is questionable. You’re not so sure yourself. On one hand, you two tend to do things that people in relationships would typically do. You would hold hands every once in a while, which was a thing that started back before Terminus, when you two were stuck together. It was a coping mechanism that helped the both of you tremendously- both of you felt like you had someone. Other things, such as the kissing on the cheek and the hugs only started once you had arrived in Alexandria. It took Daryl so long to get used to someone’s physical touch, that when you had started, he became standoffish and awkward. The more you two spent time together, though, the more comfortable he had become with you, and it puts you where you are today.

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The Way I’m Looking At You // Jackson Wang

Originally posted by wang-thighs

Pairing: Jackson x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary//Request: Could you do a smut where Jackson from got7 gets jealous in public and whisks you away to have his way with you😅😅 thanks!

“Babe, what do you think of this?” you asked Jackson as you held up a pleated black skirt in front of him. Jackson’s mouth formed an O shape as he nodded his head and widened his eyes, agreeing with your choice.

“It will go with that cute shirt you bought earlier, right? You look so good in black and white jagiya” he smiled before rubbing his nose right against yours. You giggled at his open displays of affection before putting the skirt in your basket and heading towards the cash register to pay.

Jackson had wanted to take you out on a date today seeing as you both finally had some free time. Proper dates were few and far between these days, so upon asking you if you’d like to go and do some shopping and have a meal afterwards, you didn’t hesitate to say yes. You loved more than anything to walk around in public with your boyfriend, holding his hand and having his arm draped over your shoulders. You were the envy of every woman, and you didn’t care at all because you loved Jackson more than there were stars in the night sky.

“I’m gonna have a look at these socks for Gyeomie, (Y/N). You go ahead and get the skirt, I’ll be right there” Jackson said, hanging back to have a look at some socks for the giant maknae who seemed to go through pairs of socks faster than you did underwear in a week. You gave him a quick thumbs up before meandering over to the till to wait for the clerk to assist you.

“Sorry for making you wait Miss, there’s a shortage of staff today” said a voice to your left a few moments later. You turned around to see a rather tall and handsome looking man, maybe a few years older than you. He smiled warmly, taking his place behind the till.

“Oh don’t worry, I wasn’t waiting long at all. Just this skirt” you said, handing him over the basket. He continued to smile, showing his pearly white teeth that stood out from his darker completion. His hair was slightly pushed back, held in place and ruffled with a lick of gel as he lifted the skirt out and scanned the tag.

“You picked a great skirt! I think this would look amazing on you. You have such a good body – if you don’t mind me saying it” he said, a hint of nervousness in his voice as he did so. You chuckled, taken aback by how forward he was but you were flattered none the less.

“Oh…well, thanks for your compliment. The skirt is really pretty!” You smiled back at him politely while taking Jacksons card out to pay for it.

The clerk bit his lip, his eyes glancing here and there before catching your gaze once more. “I’m sorry if this seems too forward, but I think you’re very beautiful. Would you mind maybe…would you like to exchange numbers?” his voice shook a little, making you blush for what reason you didn’t know. You silently chuckled at his nervous boyish charm, thinking back to the time when Jackson first asked you out. Everyone knew Jackson as “wild and sexy”, full of confidence – which he was. But when it came to you, he was as soft as a kitten -  and when he asked you out he could barely put his words together to form a basic sentence which sent your heart soaring at how much you realised he cared for you.

Just as you were about to give the whole “Oh I’m sorry, I have a boyfriend” speech, you felt an arm snake around your waist, and a firm hand gripping your hip. You shot your head to the side to see none other than your boyfriend, steam almost rising from his head as he clenched his jaw tight at the other man. You then realised that he must have heard the whole conversation. “This will be interesting…” you thought silently, as the clerk looked up to see Jackson at your side, glaring at him.

“Oh…I…” the clerk said, glancing back and forth between you and Jackson as you kept your eyes fixed on the ground. “I didn’t realise she was spoken for. I’m sorry for-“ the clerk began but was quickly cut off by Jackson

“Yeah yeah, you’re sorry for hitting on my girl even though she’s just in here to buy a skirt. This ‘aint no club buddy, don’t come up and annoy women like that. Plus, you’re meant to be working and your flirting with customers? Not very professional, are ya?” Jackson said sternly, throwing down the socks he picked up for Yugyeom on to the counter.

You swallowed hard. You’d never seen Jackson become so jealous of another man before. You lifted your face towards his, only to see him burning his gaze straight into the clerks. The clerk fumbled with the socks, scanning the tag and placing them in the bag with your skirt.

“Uhm…that’s 40,000won altogether…would you like to pay with cash or card?”

Jackson, without even looking at you reached for your hand and snapped the card straight out of it, causing you to flinch a little. “Why is he taking this out on me? It’s not like I asked him to start flirting with me…” you thought as you furrowed your eyebrows at Jackson who was still avoiding your gaze. The clerk took the card and swiped it quickly, letting Jackson type in his pin code before handing it back along with your skirt and Yugyeom’s socks in a bag. Jackson whipped the card and bag out of the clerks hands before pulling you in front of him and walking you towards the stores exit.

“Thank you for shopping with us” the clerk said out of habit, to which Jackson scoffed loudly as he continued walking close behind you. You both walked swiftly in silence towards the parking lot, Jacksons hands firmly placed on you as if he were guarding you from some evil threat. You finally decided to break the silence upon getting into the car.

“Jacks…you’re not mad at me right?” you asked shyly.

Jackson revved the engine before sighing, looking at you straight in your eyes. “No, I’m not mad at you. I just hate the way other guys think they can walk up to you and hit on you like that. You’re mine” he said, a hint of darkness to his voice which you couldn’t help shudder at. He placed his hands on the wheel before taking off in the direction of home.

“Aren’t we getting something to eat?” you said in a small voice.

“Later” Jackson said, not taking his eyes off the road as he pulled on to the street where both of you shared an apartment. Why was he being so cold to you? You understood that he was in a bad mood but you couldn’t read his actions well at all in this moment. You continued to stay quiet as he pulled into the complex parking lot. Upon stopping the car, Jackson got out straight away, grabbing the shopping bag as he did. You quickly jumped out too so he could lock the car, before both of you headed inside your apartment.

You got in, taking your coat and shoes off before walking into the kitchen and leaning up against the countertop. Jackson threw the bag on to the table before sitting down on the chair, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared at his feet. You hated how he was acting. You hated how he was completely ignoring you when none of this was your fault. You thought back to when you were both in front of the clerk; he stood up for you, right? He told the clerk guy to basically back off and that his flirting wasn’t needed nor wanted, so why was he giving you such a cold shoulder now? Jackson sighed and leaned back in the chair, still not even making any attempt to talk to you.

You decided you had enough. “Jackson, I didn’t want to say anything but now I’m just kinda confused. I don’t know what I did wrong, so can you please tell me why you’re acting like this right now?” you blurted out all in one go. Jackson didn’t respond as he sat in the same position as if he never heard you. You let out a frustrated grunt before turning around so you were facing away from him.

“Fine, behave like a child then.” You murmured under your breath, but just loud enough for him to hear as you stared out the kitchen window.

Suddenly, you felt Jacksons presence right behind you, his chest just ghosting over your back. You jumped slightly, before turning around to look at him. His face being inches away from yours and for the first time since leaving the mall, he looked into your eyes. His stare was intense, as if he were trying to look deep into your soul with his sultry, dark eyes. He licked his lips slowly as you began to feel uneasy.

“Jackson…” you whispered, desperate for him to tell you what was on his mind.

“I don’t like it when other guys look at you like the way I’m looking at you right now. I don’t like it when other guys compliment you and tell you that you have a nice body, or that you’re beautiful…only I’m allowed to tell you that.” He said, his voice deep and almost overpowering to your system upon hearing it. You exhaled, putting your hands on his cheeks and giving him a cute smile while cocking your head to the side slightly.

“You know that I only have eyes for you, right? You don’t need to worry about other guys. I don’t want them, I only want and need you. You know that…don’t you?” you asked with sincere eyes. You stood on your tip-toes slightly, just high enough to press your lips onto his, giving him delicate, chaste kisses. Jackson hummed softly, before inhaling sharply as his arms snaked around your body before he began to deepen the kiss. He nibbled on your bottom lip as he placed his hands over your ass, giving it a tight squeeze before massaging it through your jeans. Your breath hitched in your throat as you ran your hands through his soft blonde locks, feeling his shaved undercut tickle the palms of your hands. Jackson backed you up against the counter, pressing his entire weight on you as he rolled his hips into yours. You could feel his member harden against your abdomen as you threw your head back, allowing him access to your neck as he began to litter it with small pink and purple patterns of his teeth and lips.

“Turn around baby” he purred into your ear as he grabbed your shoulders to reposition you. You turned around, your back lingering against his chest before he bent you over on the counter. You felt his hands roam to the top of your jeans, before all of a sudden he was yanking them down your legs and you were stepping out of them. He placed his hands in between your thighs, smoothing them over your soft skin before parting them and cupping your clothed womanhood with his hand. You placed your arms on the cold counter as you started to breathe heavily.

“I haven’t even touched you and you’re already so wet for me” he almost moaned. You suddenly felt embarrassed, knowing that he was staring at you completely bent over, ready and willing for him to take you then and there. He pulled his hand away – much to your disappointment, as you heard him unbuckling his belt and letting his own pants fall to the ground, flicking them away with his foot. Jackson ghosted his hands over your soft mound once more, before hooking his finger around your panties and pulling them to the side as he massaged your soaking folds with his finger. You let out a breathy mewl at the contact as you put your head to the side to look back at him, completely transfixed by you.  He positioned himself at your entrance -  before slamming into you without any warning. You cried out in shock, pain and pleasure as you felt his thick length fill you entirely as he thrust deep within you, pushing you into the counter further and further. He grabbed fistfuls of your hair with his left hand, while his right kept your panties in place to allow him to continue drilling you from behind.  

“You’re mine. No one else’s. Say it for me (Y/N). Say it for me right now” he grunted animalistically as the sounds of his skin slapping against yours filled the room along with your almost sinful moaning and panting.

“I’m yours…all yours and no one elses” you nearly screamed, only further boosting Jackson’s ego as he began ramming himself into you even harder, his thrusting becoming more sporadic as you both raced towards your orgasm.

“Who’s the only man who can fuck you like this? Who’s the only man that can make you scream his name like this?” he said as he gripped your ass cheek while you held on to the counter for dear life as he hit the spot deep inside you that sent you flying over the edge. You screamed his name as you shut your eyes tight and began to see tiny stars, your legs trembling and shaking from your orgasm as you tried to keep yourself upright. Jackson came inside you, not being able to hold back any longer with the feeling of your tight walls contracting around his cock as he filled you to the brim with his white, creamy seed.

He began to slow down, his movements becoming softer as both of you gasped for air while riding out your highs. Jackson grew limp, not even pulling out of you as he rested on your back. You felt him giving you small, damp and open mouthed kisses on your spine, making you smile gently as you reached around to find his hand, which he held immediately.

“Maybe you should get jealous more often…that was….something else” you giggled, teasing him and making him giggle in return.

“Oh you liked it? Maybe I should then, but I might end up breaking you (Y/N)” he panted, still a little out of breath before he gently pulled out of you and helped you off the counter.

“Shower?” you asked as you nuzzled yourself into his body, both of you drenched in sweat as you heard his heartbeat slowly return to normal. He pulled away slightly, smiling down at you and taking your hand in his.

“Shower.” He replied simply, smiling and nodding his head before the both of you made your way into your bathroom to wash up together.

Some things always stay the same

A/N: I started this and I’m kind of in love with the idea, what do you guys think?Thinking maybe I should add on to this? Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes

Pairings: Jughead X Reader

Prompt: People fall apart, but it’s hard to keep the distance when you both keep hoping to pull the other back.

Warnings: Swearing, drinking

Word count: 1698

Originally posted by jughead-thethird

It’s funny how things change. How you can going from knowing someone so well, sharing every secret to no contact at all, hardly even a glance along the hallways. That wasn’t true though, was it? No matter how hard you push, you never manage to push hard enough. He’s still there, you’re still looking each other’s ways and even if you try to forget, you still hold all his secrets, and he holds yours. 

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Donald Pierce x reader

Logan (2017)

Warnings: Smut. Smut. Smut. ANNNNND SMUT


I walked through the halls, keeping the files close to my chest. Rushing outside, I crossed the cement, trailing beside the wired fences over to the other building. My tag hit my chest with each step, and the mist in the air cleared my lungs.

Scanning the doors, they beeped with the sound of locks, and I pushed my way through. Soldiers armed with guns stood beside them, glancing at me, they nodded, and I passed them. Turning the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks. Donald Pierce stood only a foot away from me. He smirked at me, and I swallowed with nervousness.

Slightly arching his eyebrow, Pierce reached over with his machine hand. Slowly sliding the files out of my grasp. I clenched my jaw and stared at him while he opened them; scanning his sharp blue eyes over the words. He then clicked his tongue, and looked over at me, his thick words low and gruff. I felt goosebumps rise on the surface of my arms.

“Hmm… Somethin’ tells me… You… Aint supposed to have those, now are ya darlin’?” I looked at the ground, and he stepped closer to me. Lifting his machine hand, and flicking a metal finger over the corner of my jaw. Sighing, he set his shoulders and cocked his head slightly. Kicking his heels back, and walking away. Suddenly, he halted and looked slightly back to me. “I suggest you follow me, ms. Y/N.”

I cleared my throat, expecting him to take me to Zander Rice. Who ran Transigen over him.

Turning a few corners, Pierce slowed, sliding one of the panels to a door open, and outstretching his arm-reaching to my back. Lightly grazing my hip as I walked into the room, he trailed behind. Locking the door behind him.

“Now. Let’s just say I forget about whatever you expect to get away with…” He sat on the desk that was slid against the back wall and nodded to the chair that sat in front of it. “If you, sweet thing, would do one thing.” His heavy southern accent teased me, and I took a deep breath. Trying to shake it off. Business.

“What do you want?” I could hardly stop my voice from wavering.

“Oh, darlin’ I think we both want the same thing. Isn’t that right?” His voice was now nearly a whisper. He lifted his metal finger into the air, and set it, slightly waving it to the left before resting it against his knee. “One thing….” He smiled smugly at me as his words lingered and left a numb taste in my mouth.

I watched him carefully, as he reached to the files again. The files I had planned to give to Gabriela-the files on the kids. He set them carefully next to him, before reaching over to my face. Touching me with his human hand, I felt his fingers shake slightly, as he dragged them down my cheek. Lifting my chin, I slowly stood up, and he wrapped his other arm around my waist. My heart slammed against my chest, as I felt his muscles tighten around me when he surrounded me with his tall frame. Leaning his head down, he kissed me. Gently, like he was savoring the taste of my lips. I sunk down, reaching my fingers to run through his thick blonde hair. Running them through, I twisted them and felt him reach under my legs. Thrusting me onto his lap, my legs crossed behind him, and he kissed me harder.

Sliding his hand up my back, I felt the cold hard metal press in between my shoulder blades. His tongue slid against my gums as he asked permission to kiss me deeper. Holding the back of my head with his flesh hand, he leaned forward, and I nodded against his lips. Letting him bite my bottom lip, slide his tongue against my teeth and the back of my cheek. I breathed in, taking in the scent of strong cologne and sweat.

Sliding his jacket off of his strong shoulders, my fingers contoured the lines of his muscles. Feeling him under my fingers, a low growl formed in his throat, and I parted my lips from his.

He stared at me with hunger, breathing heavy and sweat beading at his brow. Tightening myself around his waist, I felt him pull me up, set me on the desk, and crash against me. Moving my hips to his, my back hit the desk, and he pushed the papers to the floor. With the now-clear desk, he was able to rest his hands beside my head as he kissed me. With my knees pulled up and my feet sliding down his back, they fell to his belt, and I slid my toes underneath the leather. Pulling him closer by the caller.

His lips moved down my neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin. My fingers moved from his collar to the buttons on his chest. Pulling them apart, I threw his black shirt across the room. Leaning my head back, I let my fingers rest on his abdomen before he brought his head up from my collar bone. He slid his hands around my waist, holding me tightly, and I gasped as he dug his fingers into my skin. The pads on his machine fingers barely as soft as the others. I held his face, kissing him while he moved his hands around my pants. Pulling them off, he broke away and looked at me. I laid on top of the table, letting myself rest for a split second

Sweat moved down my hairline, and he slid my arms above my head. Tracing the curves of my body, and moving my shirt above my head. Gazing on my figure underneath him, he admired me with slow breaths.

With my black sheer bra revealed to his eyes, he bit his bottom lip, grazing his thumb over my nipple, before moving his lips over the tender area of my breast. Leaning over me, I grasped his hair, grunting as he pulled the fabric of my bra away from my flushed body.

Moving his hand down to my panties while he continued to suck at my breasts, licking my nipples and nipping at them while caressing my body, he massaged his fingers through the lips between my legs. I gasped at his movements, bringing myself up and holding myself by his neck. Pressing his thumb against my clit, I gasped, and he then leaned down and breathed in, pushing his mouth to mine until I suffocated in his breath.

Closing my eyes, I let his warmth envelop me, and I felt myself melting to his touch. An orgasm went through my muscles, and I grunted softly. His fingers only traveled deeper-opening me up to his greed.

Ripping my panties to the floor, he slid his black cargo pants to his ankles, stepping out of them in hurried trips. Letting his member spring free, he kicked his underwear next to his pants and angled himself to my hips. Pulling my lips apart, I slid my hand over his chest, and my other around his waist. Pulling him towards me in desperate whimpers. As he set the tip over my entrance, he throbbed against the inside of my thigh, and then suddenly thrust himself into me. Pulling out, and allowing my wet walls to open up to him before he slid in again, only deeper. I then heard him huff for air, thrusting until he found his rhythm. Digging his metal hand into the desk.

Grasping onto his shoulders, I wrapped my legs around his waist once again, letting him go deeper. His hair stuck to his forehead, and as he breathed heavily, I looked up at his gold tooth. Biting my lip as I yearned to feel his mouth on mine.

A moan suddenly pressed against my lips, and I strained against it. Waves thrusting themselves through my body at the beat of Pierce’s hips, and another orgasm tore through me. He kissed me through it, his words hard to swallow.

“Quiet-else they’ll hear us-“ He grunted, and nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck.

Pulling out, his skin stuck to mine with sweat, and he cursed, his voice now muffled. “Fuck-you kill me…Oh-fuck.” I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. He grazed his fingers over my lips and moved a strand of hair away from my eyes before pushing himself off me. Cleaning himself up, he then threw the cloth in the trash can, and I sat up.

“So, is that all you needed?” Rubbing the scruff around his chin, he looked at me and then slid his arms under mine. Pulling me off of the table, and against his naked chest.

“Baby… You know me…” I let him move his mouth across mine, caressing my face. My fingers pushed through his hair, and I pulled away. Sucking at the inside of my cheek, I then sighed. No matter how much he gave me, I always wanted more.

A knock on the door shook us from the trance we were in, and with a slight jump, I shook my head.

“Mr. Pierce? Mr. Rice is looking for you.” A Hispanic voice echoed through the room from behind the door.

He cleared his voice and buckled his belt.

“Thank you.” We listened to the small lady hurry off to do more files, as I pulled my jeans up to my hips. Clasping my bra, and pulling my shirt over my head. Tucking the smooth fabric of my shirt into my jeans, Pierce finished dressing and then walked over to me. Holding me by my hips, and letting out a small sigh. “You should be more careful, Darlin. Don’t want nobody to find you with those files now would we?” Smirking, he kissed my temple, grazing his mouth to my ear, where he whispered, “I know whatchu’s thinkin’ of doin’.” Even in a low mutter, his accent dripped from his tongue like syrup. I leaned against him. “And trust me, baby, it won’t work.”


Note: This one really sucks and I apologize.

Life | Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: angst and fluff (!!!)

Words: 1,637

Summary: The reader and Daryl go out on a run whilst in Alexandria. He never speaks to her and she never speaks to him but wants too. The reader almost gets bitten by a walker whilst thinking about her past life and the following things occur. (Disclaimer: the reader is a lot younger than Daryl - about 22) 

A/N: Hey gang! I have so many ship requests so I thought I’d change the layout of my blog again because it’s stocking up with ship requests! I hope you all are well and pls don’t butcher me on daryl bc it’s my first time writing him. thanks!! 

Originally posted by noisysunday

Daryl Dixon was a strange character. He barely spoke to anyone who was relatively new. The only people he spoke to frequently were Rick and Carol and you knew that was because he knew those two the longest out of everyone. 

You two had had minor interactions, if you could call them interactions. You once went over to garage at Aaron’s place to give him a bit of your water because you’d realised he’d been out there for so long and he was probably going to get heatstroke. The only thing he said to was, “Hm, thanks,” and a nod of the head. You knew deep down that he wouldn’t have had a full conversation with you there and then but it would’ve been nice. 

It was odd for you because he was the one who saved you outside the walls. You had come into an altercation with a couple of men and these men thought it was alright to be suggestive towards you. They came onto you but didn’t get too far as the men were taken down by two arrows, through the head. He then proceeded to tell you his name and that he had a camp. The rest was history. 

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“What If Someone Sees?” (Rick Grimes x Reader)

This was written for Jessie’s (@grimes-slut) 1k follower writing challenge! Congratulations on 1,000. You’re insanely talented and deserve it, plus many more :)

Word Count: 1,767

Rick Grimes x Reader

Prompt: “What if someone sees?”

Warnings: Language, fluff, smut (dirty talk, slight dom. Rick, hair pulling)

“Rick,” You giggle as Rick’s hands travel up your bare sides, his fingertips leaving you with the slightest of chills. “Stop it. You know I’m ticklish.”

“I wanna take ‘ya somewhere.” His voice comes out low and gruff as his grip on the small of your waist tightens, the white sheets of your shared bed barely covering both of your bodies. “And nah, I like ticklin’ you. You’re cute when you giggle. Don’t hear enough of that these days.”

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They found her in the woods.

A Negan&daughter idea thats been brewing in my head for some time now. Let me know if you want more. Enjoy. @negans-network

 Travis was having a spectacularly shitty day. He and his boys had been providing slim pickings lately- through no fault of their own as far as he was concerned. Especially seeing as the areas they’d been given had already been turned over a few times.

But these things have consequences and just that morning Simon himself had warned him that if they didn’t find something worthwhile soon, they would find themselves working for points again and that would simply not do.

So they looked again. Through the desolate buildings, every drawer, under every bed, every glove compartment. They spread out covering a long line a few acres across and trudged through the forest for something. Anything.

Which was when they found her.

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Noona, Unnie (6)?*&B

Member: Jimin (Jimin x Reader x OC) Hoseok x OC 

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut : Poly! BTS

Word Count: 1156

A/N: Sorry it took so long. Before anyone asks, yep six is the end. Oh and I didn’t really proofread. XD

I know I don’t much feedback but I’d really appreciate feedback on this.  

~~  Meet Unnie  ~  One  ~   Two  ~   Three  ~  Four  ~  Five  ~~

“Bye guys.” You waved as Jimin ushered you out. You were a little tipsy, bordering on drunk.

Hoseok laughed locking the door behind you before turning to Noona. He could see it in her face. “Do you regret it?”

“Hm?” She looked up quickly, snapping out of her thoughts.

“Leaving them.”

She smiled slightly. “No.”

“It’s ok if you do. You were all close.”

Placing the dirty dishes in the sink she turned to lean against it and face him. “Missing them and regretting our decisions are two different things.”

His head hung. He wanted to believe her words but he remembers how upset she was when she realized you and Jimin loved each way too much for her to ask you both to share. The endless tears as he held her after she realized she had no one else to confide in and made her way to his apartment.

Simultaneously, she was thinking of that same night. When he held her tightly. When he confessed within a compliment how he felt about her. She still vividly remembers that first kiss.

Both of their memories blur somewhere in the middle when she pulls him to her for a kiss.

Hoseok’s hands found purchase on the sink edge behind her. His arms, now boxing her in, was a magnet for her hands that automatically gripped his biceps. He pulled away for a moment, lips barely separate from hers. His hands came to her curves and slid around the middle of her back to pull her into him. Their lips met again with more fervor.

Doubts still ran through his head but it felt hard to question her loyalty when she was gripping the top of his pants impatiently.

He abandoned her lips to nip at her neck as if to say ‘Wait for it’. She squeaked at the feeling. The sound was much different from the sultry moans she normally entranced him with but satisfying to hear nonetheless. He smirked, bringing a hand to hold the side of his neck as he continued his assault on her neck.

“Hobi” There it is. He smirked proudly into her neck. “Hobi can-can-”

“‘Can’ what, Noona?” He voice was teasing and she knew he wasn’t going to play fair. “Make you feel good?”

She bit her lip rather hard when the straps of her lounge dress were slid down her arms. The fabric stopped at her hips. His intense gaze met her eyes.“Take it off.”

She kept eye contact as she slowly pushed it over her hips for it to pool on the ground.


She obeyed, soon pressed into the counter. Hoseok wasn’t much for complete dominance but he knew what he wanted. And right then, it was Unnie bent over the counter with her dripping core pressed into his clothed cock.

She knew what was coming next and she craved it. She desperately pushed her ass back to try to feel him through the fabric as he chuckled, unbuttoning his shirt.

He didn’t bother with punishment for her actions. The gift of her in front of him made it hard to deviate from the path of pleasure. She knew that.

The sound of his zipper heightened her anticipation. She was thankful he didn’t tease like Jimin used to.

Almost too quickly he released himself with barely a breath before sliding into her with the most delicious moan she had ever heard.

Everything in his body wanted to start slow and relish in the feeling but he knew how she liked it when he was like this. His hand came up the front of her torso and between her breasts to grip her neck and bring her body closer to his. The way he fucked into her was too good.

“H-Hobi!” She gripped his hand, secretly hoping he would grab harder.

Curses fell from her lips so easily.

“Did you ever think about my cock when you were with them? Hmm?” He breathed heavily into her ear. “When Y/N’s lips were on your neck. When Jimin’s cock was against your ass. Was it mine you really wanted?”

He let his nails rake down before roughly grabbed her breast. “They’re my best friends but I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

“I k-know.”

“No!” He turned her face to his, slowing down. “You don’t. I care about you more than you realize. I want you to remember that.”

He stared at her for a moment before pulling out. He back away just enough to turn her around. Jung Hye Soo, do you care about me?”


“Noona.” His voice was firm. As she stared up at the sweaty figure he lifted her onto the counter. “Tell me you care.” He pulled her to the edge of the counter.

Her mouth opened but no sound came out until he slid back into her with a faint groan. She quivers at the sound of his voice and the feel of his length.

Hoseok places gentle kisses on her collarbone as he rocks into her much more lovingly than before.

“I care, Hoseok..” The squeeze against his biceps felt so good with the tender words she spoke.

His hips sped up again with a firm hold on each of her thighs. “How much?

“S-So fucking much!”

Each obviously reaching their highs, they held each other closer. Hobi hips didn’t slow.

Unrelated curses kept rushing out in whispers as her high approached.

“Hye Soo noona- fuck- noona”



Her head fell back in pleasure.

“Noona?” The voice sounded different now. Jimin?

No! No! I’m almost there!

She woke up in a cold sweat. Legs clenched and face hot. Of course that’s when the door opens and she stares in the direction of the sound with wide eyes.

“Noonaaaa” Jimin’s voice called to her. Your voice could be heard yelling excitedly about something as well. She began to calm down as she saw both of you but immediately tensed again at the sight of Hoseok.

He was being unusually quiet amongst the laughter and chatter.

“Unnie!” You say, noticing her flushed cheeks. “Are you alright?”

You come closer and Jimin steps up behind, concerned as well.

She shakes away the fading memory of the dream. “Yeah. Yeah I’m good.”

You and Jimin stare continue to look her over a few more seconds before nodding and walking into your bedroom, raving about some new album Unnie bought you yesterday.

Hoseok trailed behind, shooting her flirty smile.

She tried to contain the blush, silently wishing she could finish the dream.





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passengers (2820)

one week before hyperion reaches habitat 7, the pathfinder team is brought out of cryogenic stasis. their first obstacle: shouldering the weight of what they’ve left behind.

scott ryder/liam kosta. 5886 words, sfw, falling in love over improper use of the tempest group chat. written for fun 15 days before andromeda’s launch so everything is Probably Very Wrong

DISCLAIMER: this fic is not based explicitly on the andromeda gameplay that’s been revealed so far, but there are still a few canon bits hidden here and there. if you don’t want to read spoilers then please don’t read.

The first thing Liam Kosta thinks after six-hundred years of cryogenic stasis is: Am I awake?

And then, when it’s apparent that he is: We made it, right? Did we make it?

And after that he isn’t thinking much of anything but thank God, thank God– are the others–? Oh my God, thank God, because no amount of experience in the field could really prepare anybody for something like this, and they’d known that going in.

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Try Me (Part 2)

Notes: So here is part two!! Violence, and graphic smut (bear with me still getting used to writing it). Enjoy!

Tags (Hope I did this right): @banieldryan, @buckysteetime @dipdies @trashybuchananbarnes If I missed anyone Im sorry!!! Im new to this, just let me know!

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A night on the town part 2

Pairing McCoy x Reader

Word Count: 2107

Warnings: Language

Part 1

A/N:  Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to write another part.  Now a whole story is forming in my head and I am so excited to write it.

You rolled over in bed trying to hold the last remnants of sleep.  However, the light that peeked through the drapes was not going to allow it. With a groan, you sat up trying to make your brain achieve some sort of clarity.  The rush of the evening and early morning events came flooding back quickly.  “Oh shit. What time is it?” You rubbed your face before looking over at the clock.  It was early afternoon and there were still several hours before you were to meet Leonard.

Leonard.  That damn smirk of his made your cheeks hot just thinking of it.  A cold shower helped that and awoke the rest of your senses.  You had only slept a few hours but you felt more awake than you had in ages.  Two messages had been left for you.  One marked urgent from Maggie, demanding you contact her to ensure you made it home alive. The other from Doctor Baush requesting the final reports for the outgoing crew physicals for the USS Tempest. They were due within the day and the ship would be unable to leave without them.  “Damn, I completely forgot.”  It was not like you to forget such an important task. There was no access to the reports from your home so you would have to go to your office to send them.

You hurried pulling on your medical uniform and made your way to the medstation, trying not to run down the corridors.  It took several minutes to upload the reports from your PADD to Doctor Baush.  But you sighed with relief as they finished.  You were able to focus on your impending date with Leonard.  Distracted by the thoughts of what you would wear for the evening, you did not see Nurse Ravins running after you.  “Doctor [Y/L/N]!  Wait! Please I need you.”  Turning to look at the woman, she was worried and quite out of breath.

“Nina, slow down. What’s the matter?”  The woman handed you a PADD, the currently showed a medical file.

“There is a patient here that you need to see.  I don’t know where Doctor Baush went and honestly unless it’s you or him, he wouldn’t want anyone else taking care of this patient.”  You stood there confused.  

“We staff five other doctors, Nina.  There are all perfectly…”  The woman pulled your arm and all but dragged you down the corridor.  

“No, ma’am.  You have to see this one now.  I don’t care if you write me up for manhandling you.  You have to see him.”  You had never known Nina to be so forceful.  This must have been a unique situation.  You allowed her to show you down to the exam room.  The door slide open, there sat a man with his head bent low in his hands.  Stepping in you looked over the file on the PADD realizing who was seated before you.

“So I guess having the name James Kirk gets you special treatment.”  The head popped up quickly and your jaw felt like it hit the ground. “Are you kidding me?  You’re the pretty boy from the bar.”  His blond hair was going in all which ways, the tissue around his left eye was swollen and the sclera was red from many broken blood vessels.

“And you’re that woman that Bones hasn’t shut up about all day.  He probably mentioned in there sometime you were a doctor.  Just my luck as always.  Look I am not here for special treatment.  I wouldn’t let him treat me.  He is a pain in my ass.  But this eye was creeping me out.  Figured I should have it checked by someone.”  You grinned with a short nod in his direction.  

“Now I know why Nina didn’t want anyone else.  The others would be too awestruck and be kissing at your boots.  Sit back and let me look you over.  I am going to go with you were punched?” Jim nodded as you stepped close with the tricorder.  

“A little misunderstanding with someone’s husband.  But he looks worse.”  A smirk appeared as he looked off to the side.  Your fingers lightly pushed onto the bruised tissue, feeling for anything out of place or broken.  He winced but did not move away.

“You are lucky Captain…”

“Jim, please.”

“Jim, you are lucky nothing is broken.  Just soft tissue damage and broken blood vessels in your eye.  I will be able to repair it all, with the dermal regenerator.” The task only took a few minutes and his face was back to its beautiful glory.  “There you go Captain, uh I mean Jim.  Just be careful next time.”

He hopped off the exam table and looked in the mirror.  “Not too bad Doc.  Feels a helluva lot better.  Thank you.” You smiled with another nod towards him.

“Anytime.  Have a good rest of your day, sir.”  He grabbed your arm as you started to turn away.

“Look, Bones is my friend. Actually, he is my closest friend. He has been through hell and he deserves good things.  If you are just looking for some quick fun, he aint your guy.  As much as I encourage him to be, he just isn’t like that.  He is loyal to a fault and he is just a good guy. Don’t hurt him.  That’s all I’m asking… Well that and don’t tell him I said that.  Or that I came here.  Listen this whole thing just didn’t happen, okay?”  Jim groaned and rubbed his face turned around and pacing in the exam room. You could not help but smile.

“I don’t plan on hurting, Leonard.  He is a sweet, caring, and smart man.  I like him and want to see what there could be.  So unless you plan to keep me from meeting him later you had better get out of here so I can get home and find something to wear.  That could take hours.”  You laughed as you motioned for him to exit the room.

“Thanks Doc.  Glad to hear it.”  He left quickly leaving you mulling over what he said.  Leonard had good friends.  It gave you a warm feeling in your chest that someone cared about him enough to make sure you had good intentions.

You were not lying when you said it might take you hours to find the right outfit for the evening. It was bad enough that you had messaged Maggie and she was now watching you change in and out of three different outfits.  That had been narrowed down from five.  You felt like such a child unable to make up your mind.  She finally had to stop you and told you that you would be wearing the red dress because you were making her crazy.  Well, you had to admit she was probably right.  It went great with your long [Y/H/C] hair.  It went just past your knees and scooped at your neck. It was pretty and classic.  

By the time you finished getting ready you were five minutes late.  “Damn it.  He is going to think I am standing him up!”  Maggie kissed your cheek and watched you run like a lunatic out of the apartment.

“Have fun.  Don’t do anything… Oh, hell do whatever you want. Have some fun.”  You barely heard her as you rushed down the street.  By the time you rounded the corner you were fifteen minutes late.  Nevertheless, Leonard was sitting there in the same place you had left him last night. You couldn’t help but beam from ear to ear.  He lifted his head finally catching sight of you, returning the smile.  Walking quickly up to him you hugged him tight, surprising him completely.

“I am so sorry I am late. I was… well I was going a little nuts trying to find something perfect to wear for you.”  Leonard laughed into your neck a moment before pulling back to look into your eyes.

“Darlin’ you would be perfect in anything.”  His words and that damn grin were doing a number on your heart.  It was pounding hard enough, that you were sure he could hear it.  You could not do anything else but smile up at him.  “I have this great place in mind.  I really hope you like it.”  

Leonard held his arm out for you to hold ready to take you into the night.

The restaurant turned out to be one of the few you had not tried since being in York Town for the last two years.  The food was excellent, the wine was wonderful and you realized you had never been on a date with anyone who made you feel so good.  Conversation flowed easy between the two of you.  He told you all about growing up in Georgia then you told him about Maine and the beautiful winters.  Leonard grumbled about the winters.  He told you about a horrible year when he attempted skiing and ended up with a broken arm and leg.  You laughed as you sipped at your wine.  The waiter came up with the dessert menu.  Of course, you wanted to look it over.

“Oh so you are one of those girls.”  Leonard grinned at you over the menu.

“One of what girls?” You raised a brow at him, causing him to break into a laugh.

“One of those chocolate loving sweet eating ones.”

“Oh definitely.  I could eat chocolate for every meal and still not be tired of it.  You don’t like sweets?”  You handed the menu back after ordering a piece of the fudge cake.

“Not really.  I mean I like something now and then… Though my momma’s peach cobbler.  That I could eat every day.”    You made him tell you about his mother and this amazing peach cobbler as you ate your cake.  It tasted divine and you almost felt bad for not offering him a bite.  Almost.

As you left the restaurant Leonard started growing quieter.  He did not have that easy smile as he had before.  Almost as though he was going back into a shell.  You were not going to let that happen.  There was a park not far off, which overlooked one of the artificial lakes.  Ushering him through the gates you held onto his arm telling him about an embarrassing story from medical school.  The only response from him was a short unenthusiastic laugh.  “Leonard, what’s the matter?  You’ve gotten so quiet.  Did I do something?”

“Oh no darlin’, not at all. I’m sorry.  It’s just that tonight… well it has been great.  Best night I’ve had in, well longer than I care to say. But there are things you don’t know about me.  You will probably go running.”  There was a look of defeat all over his face.  You cupped his cheeks in your hands and forced him to look at you.

“Leonard, you are a good man.  You are kind, smart, and according to your friend loyal to a fault.  I am not going anywhere; give me the chance to prove it.”  He looked down into your face for several minutes. So many emotions were coming and going in his eyes.  Finally, he led you over to a bench close by and told you everything.  About Joanna, Jocelyn, the divorce.  Every horrible detail he kept to himself.  You held his hand and squeezed it when you knew he needed it.  When he was through, he looked at you.  You could tell he was expecting you to run, but you would not do that.

Smiling at him, “I’m sorry you went through all of that.  I’m sorry you don’t get to see your daughter as much as you would like. But none of that is going to scare me off.  I really like you Leonard.  I mean, really like you.  There is something here between us that is so real and wonderful.  I’m not going anywhere.”  Before you could say another word, he kissed you.  Not the chaste kissed from the early morning, but a kiss that you felt down into your toes.  Every bit of emotion from him he poured into the kiss, showing you both what could be.

Time stood still, or sped up, you couldn’t tell.  But kissing him felt like forever and not enough at the same time.  You weren’t sure how long the two of you continued on but neither of you were ready for the interruption.

“Captain Kirk to Doctor McCoy.”  Leonard growled quietly as he pulled away from you.  

“Damn it, man.  I am a little busy.”  He couldn’t stop staring at you.

“Bones, I know.  I’m sorry.  But we have orders…”

Part 3

tags: @bolontiku

Don’t Break My Heart- daryl x reader part two

Summary: You and Daryl reunite at Alexandria, but how does Daryl feel about Spencer’s role in his bays life?

Note: ENJOY MY LOVES! Text in italic takes place in the past. 

Warnings: fluff, angst

Part one

Originally posted by anjenha

You awoke with a start, sitting up immediately. You rubbed your face and sighed as this was the second time tonight that you had woken up tonight. It was like your motherly instincts woke you up every once in a while, to check on the baby. You looked around and spotted your baby boy Elijah sleeping peacefully in his cot at the end of the bed. You smiled softly to yourself but soon after your mind drifted onto Daryl. You let your eyes linger on your son as you watched him sleep. Although he was just over a year old, you noticed things that reminded you of Daryl, for example the position he slept in. It was identical to Daryl’s. You sighed at the thought of him when you felt a hand on the small of your back.

“Everything okay? Is the little man awake?”

You turned your head and smiled at Spencer. He lay in the bed next to you, his hair all messy from his sleep.

“Everything’s fine, I just wanted to check on him” you said quietly, almost whispering as to not wake Elijah. You laid back down in Spencer’s arms and smiled as he pulled you in closer, kissing your forehead before drifting back to sleep.

“Where the hell is she Rick?” Daryl spoke angrily as he stood by Rick’s cell. Rick was blocking the door with his body as he knew Daryl had been drinking and he wasn’t exactly the kindest when drunk.

“I told you Daryl, she left” Rick said calmly. It was the middle of the night and he didn’t want the shouting to wake anyone up.

“I know she’s in there!” Daryl pointed in the room before looking over Rick’s shoulder. “Come out (y/n)! You can’t hide behind Rick forever!” Daryl dashed forward but Rick quickly blocked Daryl once again, this time pushing him back and holding him in a chokehold against the wall.

“How many times do I gotta tell you? She aint here Daryl, she left.” Rick said angrily, his voice low.

Daryl struggled in Ricks grip as his words cut through him. You were really gone. Tears burned his eyes as he tried to blink them away, but the thought of you being out there so vulnerable and pregnant all because of him made him feel like shit. Daryl let out a grunt as his airways were still blocked. Rick loosened his grip but when he saw Daryl in distress he let go. Daryl lay on the floor, his back against the wall and his knees up to his chest. Rick bent down so the men were the same height and he spoke softly.  

“I know what you thought. That me and her had something going on but it aint true” Rick whispered. “I was helping her get supplies for the baby, she wanted it done in secret cause she was too scared to tell you”

Daryl looked up at Rick and Rick saw the guilt in his eyes.

“And when you reacted the way you did- she didn’t want to be around you when you thought so low of her. So she took off, but I gave her enough to keep her going for a couple months-”

“And you didn’t even try stop her?” Daryl interrupted, his voice raised.

“Of course I tried! Daryl, you left her torn, I wasn’t about to fight with a pregnant lady and there’s no way I was about to keep her here against her will” Rick replied.

Daryl said nothing, he only looked to the ground and ignored Rick’s eye contact. Rick sighed and placed a hand on Daryl’s shoulder before getting up and heading back to his cell.

“Hey Spencer!” you waved your hand to grab Spencer’s attention as he was just leaving his house. You had Elijah resting on your hip as you walked towards him, both of their faces lighting up as they saw each other. Elijah reached his hands out as Spencer got closer, and soon he had Elijah in his arms, swinging the laughing toddler around. The sound of Elijah laughing made you smile, and you vowed to keep your baby safe for as long as you could.

“Do you think you can watch him for the day? One of the lady’s need my help in the kitchen” You said.

Spencer stopped swinging Elijah around and he held him in his arms. “Yeah sure! No problem” he smiled.

You pressed a kiss against Elijah’s head and then on Spencer’s cheek. “I’ll see you boys later” you waved goodbye as you walked away, smiling as Spencer helped Elijah wave back at you. You laughed to yourself and continued on your way to help prepare some food.

“So, you said you name was Aaron?” Rick asked, walking along with the man who had given them water and a chance to join a community.

“Yep, that’s me” Aaron replied, smiling across at Rick but he only got a stern look in response. Rick and the others had a hard time trusting people now, and even when Aaron came along they gave him a hard time, but it turned out he wasn’t so bad after all. He took the group to his truck and they all managed to fit inside as he drove back to the place he called Alexandria. Everyone had a hand on their guns, ready for any danger to attack, but it never came. They arrived at the gates and Aaron looked back at the group.

“I really think you’re gonna like this place!”

Aaron shouted out a name from the window of the car and the man behind the gates started to pull it open.

“New recruits?” The man asked, looking among the group in the car.

“Yeah, call the others” Aaron said before driving off to park the car.

Daryl looked around the place, his eyes darting at the people who had spotted the car, confused looks on their faces. He grumbled internally, this was just another place that was bound to fall. He looked around at how clean everyone looked and he silently scoffed. They probably have no clue about the outside world, he thought. His eyes were passing over different people until he saw someone who looked exactly like you. The same hair, face shape, eyes and body. He shook his head and looked away, there was no way that was you. It couldn’t be. The car halted and Aaron eagerly got out of the car, followed by the other hesitant group members.

You followed the gathering people outside and noticed that Aaron had actually found new people. You hoped that they wouldn’t cause too much trouble in your community, especially with a baby around. You continued to watch the car drive when you got a glimpse of someone in the window. He looked the splitting image of Daryl, but you looked too quickly and when you looked back you couldn’t see them anymore. Your heart nearly skipped a beat but it soon went back to normal when you saw Spencer.

“New people. Exciting!” he said, Elijah in his arms resting.

“Thanks for looking after him. He wasn’t too much trouble, was he?” you asked, slowly stroking Elijah’s head.

“He’s been sleeping all this time”

“Good, he needs it”

“Attention!” You turned your head to see Aaron outside the car, the rest of the people inside following him out.

“I’m excited to welcome Rick Grimes and his group!”

You felt nervous at the name and your eyes immediately grew wide as you saw Rick and the others. Daryl, Michonne, Carol, Maggie and Glenn. There were some new people as well that you didn’t recognise. Rick looked completely different under all that man hair, and all you wanted to do was run up and hug them all. The only thing stopping you was Daryl. He still had that intimidating look on his face that always scared you, except in the past he would use that face to do different things besides intimidate you.

You saw Daryl’s eyes fall on you and you stood completely still. The first thing you thought of was the baby. Would he be happy or angry still? How would he feel about Elijah growing up with Spencer as his father figure? Did he even remember you? Everyone caught on to Daryl’s staring and the people you knew smiled as they looked at you. You smiled back, tears wetting your eyes as you walked forward. They did too and after a couple of steps you were all embraced in a group hug, Daryl was the only one not participating.

Daryl still felt guilty about what he said to you. How his words caused you to run away. When he saw you standing without the baby his heart broke, but his eyes soon wandered over to the man next to you and he immediately knew the baby had survived. He felt jealous and angry that another man was holding his kid, but he couldn’t let his emotions be known because he had no right to be upset over that. He put himself in that position.

You took a step back from the hug and everyone moved away to let you and Daryl reunite. You had to admit, it was very awkward to see him standing in front of you, but he soon stepped forward and pulled you into the tightest hug, his arms squeezing you close to his body and his hands protectively holding your head. Daryl shut his eyes to keep the tears from spilling, but you let yours fall down your cheek.

“You guys know each other?” Aaron asked, even more excited than before.

“Yeah, we go back” Daryl said.

“This is fate!” Aaron shouted out, resulting in Elijah waking up and starting to cry. “Shit” he whispered, looking at you apologetically for waking him up.

You smiled in return and walked back to Spencer who was now hushing the baby. “Let me take him” you said, carrying Elijah in your arms and bouncing him on your hip. His screams died down and you walked over to the group who were looking at the baby with love.

“This is Elijah” you spoke softly, his cries turning faint. “Daryl’s son” you continued, saying it seriously as you remembered Daryl’s reaction.

“He’s beautiful, looks just like his daddy” Maggie smiled at the baby then Daryl.

“Thank you” you replied. “Do you wanna hold him?” you asked, looking to Daryl.

He hesitated before looking over to Spencer who had his arms crossed over his chest. Daryl then looked back to the baby and nodded his head. He cradled the baby carefully in his arms, raising them slightly to support his head. Daryl immediately fell in love with him in that moment. That was his child, he was holding his son in his arms for the first time. His baby Elijah. He smiled and happily looked up at the group as the baby started to drift into sleep. You smiled as well and stroked Elijah’s head.

“Do you want me to take him to the cot? I can watch over him while you guys catch up” Spencer asked, approaching the group.

“Back off, we’re good” Daryl snapped, his tone defensive but the baby was unstartled.

“No, he should take him. He gets grumpy if he doesn’t sleep” you said, looking up at Daryl. “It kinda reminds me of you” you let out a soft laugh, but Daryl only forced a smile. He didn’t want Spencer to have any more responsibility for Elijah. But he couldn’t argue with you. Spencer took Elijah from Daryl’s arms and walked back to your house, disappearing inside. Daryl watched him with spite and you could see the anger in his eyes. You lightly touched his arm to bring him back to reality and you smiled at him.

“Let’s take you to Deanna!” Aaron said, moving his arm to indicate the group to follow him to Deanna’s house. You walked with the group the whole way. You wondered how this would work. you couldn’t just take Elijah away from Spencer after all this time. They had formed a special bond and you didn’t want to break that. On the other hand, you couldn’t deny Daryl his right to be a father to the baby, after all it was his. You sighed internally at this dilemma, but you let it melt away as Daryl wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you finally felt safe.

Tags: @youandyourstupidrope @reedusteinrambles @teenagetragediesforeveryone @fxckyofav @becky-twd @journeysthroughplanning @namelesslosers

Winchester brothers- I’m scared

Title: I’m scared

Pairings: Winchester brothers x sister reader

Word count:1059

Summary: The brothers and reader get into a car crash but only two come out fine.

Warnings: Mention of blood 

Lights flashed brightly behind the squeezed lids of your eyes. A short, irritating buzz deafened your left ear and left your right ear completely muffled.

The sounds above you were mumbled, almost like whoever was speaking was underwater. Something heavy and cold was interjecting through your chest and pinning you against the once safe leather seats.

Your ankle shot white hot stripes of burning pain up your calf, your joints weak and broken as if they needed oil. You felt numb and distant, your eyes closed but you were still aware just…barely there.

You finally managed to flicker open the smallest gap between your eyes. Your eyes were blurred and through it you could see a fogged face staring at you.

Each time you blinked it got harder to keep open your eyes, the surrounding starting to clear up but the more it cleared the more dizzy you got.

You finally came to your sights, being able to put together your big brothers worried face in front of you.

“(Y/n). Oh thank god. Sammy! She’s awake!’‘Dean yelled, his hands cupping your cut cheeks.

’’D-d’'You started, lips dry and throat scratchy as if you had been swallowing sandpaper. His thumbs brushed tenderly over your skin, eyes wide and blown full of panic.

’'Don’t talk, Sweetheart’'Dean whispered, his breath fanning your face as he tried to assess the damage. Sam came bounding next to him, his eyes just as worrisome.

Your head lulled to the side of the seat, blood dripping out your ear and nose as you blinked heavily.

’’S'mmy’'You squeaked, smacking your dry lips together and closing your eyes.

’'I’m right here, baby. Open your eyes’'Sam panicked, tapping your cheek. Your eyes fluttered back open though it was hard. ’'Stay awake now, (Y/n). You understand me’'Sam whispered, his voice laced with fear.

’'I-I keep my eyes…o-open’'You jutted, trying to moisten your crackled lips.

’'The poles going right through her chest, Sammy’'Dean mumbled, his voice shaky as he traced his finger across the hole. ’'We need to get it out then stop as much bleeding as possible’'Dean instructed.

The next few minutes was blurred with pain. You cried and screamed, your foot twitching as a nerve struck. Sam cried as he tried to sooth you but having a thick pole yanked out your chest wasn’t the nicest feeling.

As soon as you felt the burning sensation leave your chest you felt a weird dripping, something gushing out of your chest and at a very fast pace.

You were lifted much to your despair, and placed on the ground. Sam’s hands kept a pillow under your head, kneeling behind you as Dean tried his best to stop the bleeding.

’'The ambulance will be here soon, buddy. Hold on’'Sam coaxed, running his slender fingertips through your hair.

’’S'mmy. H-hurt’s so bad’'You cried, coughing and choking as blood spilled out of your mouth. Sam shared a panicked look with Dean before he wiped away the blood and nodded.

’'I know, sweetie. You’re gonna be okay, though. Alright’'Sam whispered, looking up as tears streamed down his cheeks.

’'Darling, we aint gonna let anything happen to you. We’re not losing you’'Dean nodded with a stern voice though you could pick out the broken pieces.

’’D-Dean’'You whimpered, coughing more. ’'Are you proud of me?’'You whispered, trying to look up at him but Sam eased you back down.

’'What?’'He gaped slightly, his brows furrowing. ’'Baby, of course I’m proud of you. You’re the best damn hunter I know. Better than Sammy and I, you’re better than anyone I’ve ever met. You’re are better than dad. I’ve never been so proud of anyone, kiddo’'Dean nodded, his eyes catching Sam who was still crying.

Dean finally let a few tears slip as he looked away and tried to compose himself for his younger siblings.

”(Y/n), keep your eyes open’'Sam pleaded, shuffling so your head was sitting on his lap.

“Were the hell is that damn ambulance!’'Dean yelled, his emotions overwhelming him. You started to splutter, crying out when Sam had to lift you so you didn’t choke on your own blood.

You began to bawl hysterically, going to hold your stomach but Dean brushed yours hands away with a guilty expression.

’'Shh, I know, buddy. I know’'Sam soothed, closing his eyes as he tried to compose himself but it was just too hard for him.

’'Dean’'You grunted, sniffling loudly as you turned your head so you could see him. Dean swallowed thickly, taking a few seconds before he finally built up the courage to look at your broken face.

’'Yeah, kiddo?’'He whispered, not caring any more that he was crying freely in front of the both of you.

’'I-I’m scared’'You whimpered, coughing and hacking again.

’'Don’t be scared. Don’t you dare think anything’s gonna happen to you. You’ve got nothing to be scared of, you hear me’'Dean grunted, his fingers reaching out and rubbing your shoulder.

You nodded but they both could tell it hadn’t worked. Sam sighed, leaning forward and kissing your forehead. He used the back of his hand to gently stroke soothing patterns on your cheek as his other hand ran through your hair.

”(N/n), you remember when you were seven years old and you climbed that tree outside of Bobby’s. You remember how we couldn’t find you so we went running in circles, going mental trying to find you and Dean- Dean started to go red, I had never seen him so panicked before. We had looked everywhere for you but then what happened?“Sam hummed, swallowing back his fresh round of tears as he looked down at you.

’'Y-you found me’'You whispered, voice hoarse and tired. You were no longer crying or screaming, no longer squirming and flinching and that was a very bad sign.

’'That’s right. We found you because we’re always gonna find you. Then do you remember how after you had given Dean a heart attack when he saw how high up you went but you went to the top because you weren’t scared, you were the most fearless, brave little kid I had met, do you remember what happened when you tripped and started to fall?’'Sam asked again.

’'You c-caught me’'You smiled softly, your face no longer scrunched up in pain as memories started to flicker through your mind.

’'Because we’ll always catch you when you fall’'Dean whispered, finishing Sam’s sentence.

Fathers Day

Requested by    @homicidalteenagedream                Hope you like it.. I had a blast writing it.

Dropping the kids off at your moms. You had a naughty day planned out for Happy for Fathers Day. You had been teasing him all week.
“Hey Y/N where’s the kids at”. Happy said looking threw the house
“There at my moms, so you have the day to yourself”. you smiled at him
“Oh what about Fathers Day, Annabel said she had something special for me”. He frowned
“Ah Baby, they all have something for you but they wanted to surprise you to a day to yourself first”. “Like you can work on your bike or read up on the this month issue of Babes & Bikers”. You laughed walking over to kiss him
“Your right, that what I’ll do”. “I’ll work on my bike”.
“What about the Babes”? He walked out to the garage
“Why do I need them when I have a fucking sexy ass wife right here”. He yelled. You blushed
He still thought I was sexy after all these years together. You ran up stairs to change into something sexy.
You looked through your closet nothing. There sitting on the bed was his kutte. You thought about it so you went for it.
You put on his kutte with just a pair of lacy black panties that had a heart shape cut out in the back. You felt fucking sexy. Oh god you were so turned on just thinking about what Happy would do to you.

Walking into the garage you heard Happy singing to a song. He was bending down to work on his bike his back to you. So you creeped up behind him just as he was about to turn around you blind folded him.
“What the hell”? He tried to fight
“Calm Killer, its just me”.
“You know you shouldnt do that”.
“Just sit here and shut up”. You seated him and walked over to the music player and put on your favorite song to dance and fuck too. Lights down low By Bei Maejor ft Waka Flocka flame.
He still had the blindfold on. So you pushed play and put it on repeat. You got an idea and straddled his bike.
“Blindfold off Daddy”. You said seductively
His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped. “DAMN Little Girl, you look smoken”.
“Daddy like”? You bit you lip grinding on the bike
“Fuck Daddy likes alot”.
You swayed your hips over to him and took a seat on his lap. “Daddy really likes it, I can feel it”. You snaked you hand down to his tent in his pants giving it a little squeeze.
Happy moaned. “You know I’m going to let it slide this time but your not suppose to wear my kutte”. He said putting his hands on your hips
“Oh No, I’ve been a bad girl maybe your should spank me…later”. You turned to look Happy in the eyes with your legs locked around him. Grinding hard on him. He let out soft moans. You grabbed his face and kissed him deeply, your tongue danced for entre.
You let go of him and turned around your feet planted on the floor and stood up. Dancing to the music. Swaying your hips and shaking your booty. Rubbing yourself all over him. You slowly took his kutte off. Placing in on the counter beside you. You took Happys face in your hands and pushed him into your breast. Happys mouth nipping and kissing your breast. He was having to much fun.
“Y/N baby I cant breath”. You let him go.
“Sorry babe for my big boobs”.
“No, I love your boobs”. “There fun to play with”. You threw your head back laughing.
“Thanks for making my day so much better”.
“Well Daddy it aint over yet”. “You gonna bend me over on your bike and spank me”.
With out a second thought he pulled you to his bike your butt sticking up in the air.
“You ready for Daddy Little Girl”?
“Fuck yes”.
Smack, smack and smack. Happy rubbed your butt cheek as he kissed you.
He didnt waste anytime unbuckling his pants, moving your panties to the side and ramming in.
You gasped at the sudden feel of him inside you. He was so big and thick so LONG. He hit every spot.
“OH FUCK OH FUCK Happy” You tried holding on to the bike as Happy pounded in you.
“Your so fucking tight, so wet for me”. He grunted out
“Hap I’m so close”.
“Me too, Shit come with me Y/N”.
You both came at the same time, Happy spilling his seed inside of you and you seeing bursting stars. You road out the orgasms till you couldnt take it anymore and came again.
Happy held on to you as he pulled his pant up and taking a seat down on the ground with you in his lap. “Fuck Y/N that was….WOW”.
“I know Baby I know”. You said laying your head on his chest. You were spent.
“Happy Fathers Day Daddy”.
“Best Fathers Day ever from my favorite Little Girl”. He kissed the top of your head. You rolled your eyes laughing.
Soon after Happy and you got cleaned up, the kids came home. They gave him his presents and your mother asked if you had gotten some sun. It was from all that hot sex you were having but you couldnt tell her that. Life was great. Couldnt wait for next years Mothers Day to see what Happy had instore for you.

Svt on the 4th of July
  • Okay 
  • So 
  • Lets just say svt is in the grand old USA
  • *que shua saying the pledge of allegiance with and eagle screeching in the background*
  • But wait 
  • There’s more
  • its…THE 4TH OF JULY
  • Idk how it is over in the west coast 
  • But here in the east coast 
  • The 4th is wild 
  • Trying to figure out if what you are hearing is gunshots or fireworks at night 
  • Which mind you 
  • In my state
  • Both are illegal 
  • Back to svt
  • So
  • Our boy shua takes the lead
  • Like the few times vernon did experience it 
  • He was probably to little to remember 
  • So in this case
  • Shua takes the lead 
  • So let the fun begin 
  • Im sure every member has hear a bit about the events that occur during the 4th
  • But now that they are going to get the full experience 
  • Buckle up your seat belts because this is gonna be a wild ride
  • Also im going to be basing this entirely off what ive experienced
  • So probably not what shua actually experienced 
  • But either way its america and the 4th
  • Its bound to be wild no mater what
  • So
  • They wake up early in the morning
  • No time to sleep on a holiday as important as this one
  • Catch shua decked out in as much red, white and blue, stars and stripes he can get on his body
  • Also hot as heck because it is July 
  • But patriotism above comfort am i right no
  • Anyways 
  • Catch shua making sure every member has some type of stars in stripes on 
  • Remember those little tattoos that you get wet and then put on 
  • Idk if they have a name tbh
  • Anyways 
  • Every member has a 4th of july one on 
  • Like most of them were smart about where they stuck on the lil tattoo
  • But yall
  • Hoshi and dk
  • Stuck the sparkly red, white and blue firework tattoo right on their face
  • Like catch these attractive grown men walking around with these tattoos on their cheeks 
  • I love it tbh
  • So all the members are ready 
  • Vernon found a flag banda and is now wearing it 
  • Shua has that dumb bucket hat on
  • I guarantee you someone is just straight up wrapped in a flag
  • Probably mingyu 
  • Okay okay so now everyone is ready for the day 
  • Time to stake out seats for the parade 
  • Or at least thats the plan 
  • They get there and immediately get distracted 
  • This is where my weird state comes into play srry 
  • Okay but so all these little pop up stores showed up 
  • From weird stores that just have like old knick knacks and such to like little pet booths where you can get your dog the new latest and greatest outfit with a matching collar and leash
  • Mingyu and wonwoo were the first to get lost at the pet accessory stole 
  • After that seungkwan, vernon and chan where left behind at the food stole 
  • Who is going to pass up funnel cake and like snow cones 
  • Not them 
  • When shua realized they were missing
  • He left coups and the rest at the turtle derby 
  • Yah you read that right
  • The best race ever 
  • So while the other svt members got way to into watching a bunch of turtles with numbers taped to the shell try and walk out of a circle first 
  • Good stuff 
  • Anyways so eventually shua rounds them up
  • Just in time to arrive for the great watermelon eating contest 
  • Watching people inhale watermelon at an alarming rate and worrying for their safety only makes the 4th that much more exciting
  • So after watching that mess of an event 
  • And coups surprisingly getting really really into it 
  • The 13 of them make there way to the roadside 
  • Blankets in hand 
  • Finally found a big enough for all of them 
  • Bonus its also partly in the shade
  • So they lay down the blankets and get all settled in 
  • The best 
  • And most terrifying part 
  • Of the entire day
  • The parade 
  • Everything admirable about the town shows up 
  • So basically 
  • Some school marching bands
  • Every firetruck and police car you can fit into one space 
  • A lot of random floats for things you’ve literally never heard of 
  • Some random prom queen idk 
  • But svt would be like 
  • !!!! there !!! is !! a !!! dog !!!! in !!! that !!!! one !!!! float !!!! 
  • Actually go deaf from the fire truck sirens 
  • But whatever 
  • Half of them scream with joy when some of the floats throw candy into the crowd 
  • Except its more like they pelt the candy at you but whatever m8
  • Shua is have a grand old time reliving the joys of the 4th 
  • Vernon is probably like oh god they weren’t joking when they said all this stuff about it 
  • And the rest of them are like america omg wild i love it 
  • Except wonwoo he might get a little overwhelmed 
  • And like i can kinda see seungkwan being a little sassy about all the cheesy floats 
  • Me too boo me too 
  • So after a while the parade ends 
  • Everyone is hyped 
  • No matter how crappy the parade is or how good it is 
  • Everyone is hyped
  • Because you know whats next 
  • The most memorable part of the whole holiday 
  • The fireworks 
  • But its like lunch time right now 
  • Its a while before its dark 
  • So svt goes for lunch 
  • Since its such a large group of people it was decided hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill is the best choice 
  • So off everyone goes 
  • And now begins the food preparation 
  • Doesn’t actually take too long 
  • Thankfully 
  • Because hungry boys doesn’t make for a good situation 
  • So they all get there food and eat to their hearts content 
  • Because eating and full svt is the best svt you can fight me on this 
  • So because its so hot 
  • Water usually gets involved 
  • And im just gonna say three words
  • Water Balloon fight 
  • Can you see it 
  • The split up into their units 
  • Fill up water balloons as fast as possible 
  • Set up bases 
  • Create a battle strategy 
  • Because this is an intense fight do you hear 
  • Life or death 
  • And so beings the adult water balloon fight 
  • Best and biggest water balloon fight in history lemme tell you 
  • So soooooo much fun 
  • A memory all of them would have for the rest of their lives 
  • They’d all be laughing so hard there stomachs would hurt 
  • Even if a random stranger walked past the battle 
  • Im sure they would just stop and watch and smile 
  • Because hearing such sweet laughter like that 
  • And watching 13 people just have straight up fun 
  • And just enjoy life would bring a smile to anyone’s face 
  • So now they are soaked 
  • Worth it tho 
  • By the time they collect themselves and dry off and like get all their energy back
  • Its probably close to dusk 
  • So they gather up blankets and chairs 
  • Shua hunts down sparklers and what are they called pop its ???
  • Omg hold on imagine svt with those pop its 
  • Im crying just thinking about it 
  • The best part of the 4th is chucking those little tnt poppers at your friends and watching them run away in terror as they explode 
  • Just imagine svt with that im yelling
  • Tbh at first they would have fun just throwing them down on the ground and watching them explode and hearing the lil snap 
  • And then shua comes in 
  • And just chucks it at jeonghan 
  • Jeonghan screams 
  • Throws one back 
  • Hits coups instead 
  • Coups throws one
  • Hits seungkwan 
  • Now you’ve got vernon and seungkwan joining in 
  • Somehow wonwoo gets hit 
  • Wonwoo isnt going to miss this chance 
  • Pelts one at mingyu 
  • Somehow woozi gets hit 
  • Everyone freezes and watches him slowly pull one out of the saw dust or whatever 
  • And then
  • All hell breaks loose
  • That lasts until they run out 
  • Which doesn’t take to long honestly 
  • Those boxes are tiny the run out so quick and ruin all the fun 
  • Anyways so now the sun is like almost setting 
  • So they all pile into some cars 
  • And begin the adventure for open space to watch the firework show 
  • Shua probably knows a good place 
  • Like an open field 
  • Or the top of a parking garage 
  • So they go there 
  • Set up camp round two 
  • Then they wait 
  • Light some sparklers 
  • Mingyu almost burns himself 
  • Tbh probably almost cries 
  • Minghao and jun roast people 
  • Someone probably flipped out and dropped a sparkler and almost caught another person on fire 
  • Its svt literally anything could happen with them 
  • Someone breaks out the glowsticks 
  • Cause it aint the 4th until there are glowsticks 
  • I guarantee you someone broke a glowstick 
  • Tbh i bet it was coups 
  • Someone would be struggling 
  • And he would be like i got this im the dad i got this 
  • *snaps it in half and all the liquid goes flying* 
  • Glowing the rest of the night lmao 
  • Finally the show starts 
  • Everyone is dead silent at first 
  • Totally into it 
  • 110% absorbed in the pretty lights 
  • Then they start to oh and aw 
  • Then they are clapping 
  • Literally shook from the finale 
  • Like wth thats a lot of fireworks all at once how did no one die 
  • After thats over they beg shua to bring them back every 4th 
  • Literally haven’t had so much fun in a loooooong time 
  • Finally head back home 
  • Ears still ringing a bit from the loud bangs of the fireworks 
  • Fireworks going off in the distance probably fireworks lol
  • All together a highlight in sv bonding and memories and just so much fun plus cultural experiences good stuff 
  • Ah man just imagine all of that my heart 

harry you light up my world like nobody else…. the way that u flip ur hair gets me overwhelmed…. but when u smile at the ground it aint hard to tell… i love harry so much whaht hte fukc

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Bad Habit

(Pietro x Reader) (M)

You got yourself a (real) bad habit for him.

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Part 4

You practically sleep walked into the gym, it was the last thing you wanted to do, to have to train with Pietro and act like nothing had happened. Yet a part of you wanted to show him you weren’t as weak as you actually were, that you weren’t dying inside.

Steve’s eyes regarded you with concern when he saw you walking towards him, hugging you before you could say a word. Pulling away you gave him a fake smile you knew he saw right through.

“I’m ok, where’s Pietro?” Your voice was flat, just like you wanted it to be as you begin helping him move the mats.

“He’s on mission,” you stared up at him, nearly dropping the mat in your hands, “he went to Fury last night, asking for anything available.”  

“Oh.” Was all you could manage, too shocked to really take it in, you felt like you were slowly shattering inside. He just left? 

“I guess you told him?” Steve asks you softly, taking your hand when he gets no response, “y/n?”

I want you, I need you’  You almost laughed, so much so he would leave everything behind just to get away from you. He was all you ever wanted and those three words had put the nail in the coffin forever. You finally look up into Steve’s eyes and break down. 

“He didn’t even say goodbye.”    

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anonymous asked:

Bakugou/Izuku/Todoroki/Inasa come across a sad lonely little kid and spend the day as their big brother!

“What the hell is that noise?!” Bakugou growled as he whipped his head around trying to find the source of the sniffling. His eyes landed on a child trying to wipe tears from their eyes and when they made eye contact with the irritated looking teen they jumped and a few more tears slipped down their face. Bakugou rolled his eyes and walked towards the child. They shrank into themselves as he walked closer and thought about running away before the blonde one stuck his hand out and looked away. “Come on, I don’t know what you’re crying about, but it sure is annoying as hell.”

The child gingerly took his hand and had to almost run as they were pulled along behind the teenager. “Wh-Where are we going?!” the asked as they were dragged through the streets. “Anywhere that’ll get you to stop crying ya brat.” he called over his shoulder and you pouted slightly, “I’m not a brat.” He rolled his eyes and continued to pull you. “My mom said not to go with strangers.” you said as he stopped at a stop light. “Well tell your mom to kiss my a-…..I’m Bakugou, happy? We’re no longer strangers.” he huffed and walked as the signal changed.

“Well Bakugou, where are you taking me?” you asked and swayed back and forth on your feet. “I don’t fu-.. I don’t know. Where do kids go these days?” You furrowed your eyebrows and looked up at him, “Why do you always restatr your sentences?” “Because you lil shi-… Because I can’t say some of the words I normally use in front of a child.” he scowled and kept walking. “Ooooooh you use alphabet words!” you giggled and he looked back at you, “What the  hell are alphabet words?!” “You just said one!” you covered your mouth and looked at him with wide eyes. He looked down at you confused and slightly annoyed, “You must mean curse words.” he shrugged and kept walking until the two of you reached a park.

You smiled and ran to the park, running up the stairs and motioned for him to follow. He rolled his eyes and followed you with his hands shoved in his pockets and grumbling. “What are curse words?” you asked as you hung upside down from one of the monkey bars. He reached out and grabbed you so you wouldn’t fall before explaining, “Your alphabet words are my curse words.” he huffed and put you back on the ground. “And you use them all the time!?” you looked up at him shocked. He rolled his eyes and smirked down at you, “Hell yeah I do.” You covered your little ears and looked up at him as he laughed. “You’re a bad big brother, you shouldn’t use alphabet words!” you punched him with your little hand and he continued to laugh at your feeble attempts to stop him. “Wait a minute…” he stopped laughing and looked down at you, “Did you just say big brother?” You nodded quickly and he sighed, “I ain’t no big brother okay?” he squatted down to your level and you rolled your eyes, “You’re a big brother to me. And aint isn’t a word.” you crossed your arms and it was his turn to roll his eyes, “I’ll say aint as much as I want to! Aint aint aint, but I repeat. I AINT no big brother.” “If you AREN’T no big brother, doesn’t that make you a big brother?” you stuck your tongue out at him and smiled triumphantly. “Oh whatever.” he huffed out a breath and jumped when you both heard a loud call of your name.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! They just seem to find people when I’m not looking and bother them. (Y/n) stop bothering him and come here.” your mother called from under the play structure and you frowned, “But he talked to me first!” “I don’t care who spoke to who first, you gave me a heart attack when you weren’t across the street at the other playground!” your mother crossed her arms and Bakugou spoke up, “I was the one who took your kid, don’t yell at them ya old ha-” he interrupted himself and looked away for a second and growled, looking back at your mother, “They were crying so I tried to fix it. Is that such a crime?” Your mother frowned even more and you tried to tell Bakugou to quiet down. “I should call the cops on you for kidnapping my child-” “Mom no!” you said and the two bickering stopped. “He’s my big brother and I don’t want him to go to jail! I went with him because I was crying and he helped me. He’s a hero, not a villain! So please stop yelling at him.” you huffed at the end and she eyed Bakugou, “And I suppose YOUR attitude rubbed off on my (Y/n).” Bakugou smirked at you and then down at your mom, “Yeah. I guess it did.”

Izuku jumped as he heard crying come from a few feet away. “A-Are you okay?” he walked over to the child and they looked up at him through their tears. You nodded a little and he sat down next to you, “Well you don’t sound okay.” You let out another small sob and hugged him, taking him by complete surprise, “Th-The other-er k-kids don’t w-wanna pl-play with m-m-me bec-cause of my qu-quirk.” you got out between sobs and Izuku returned your tight little embrace, “Now why would anyone do that? Every quirk is great.” he smiled down at you and you stopped crying so hard. “B-Because my quirk f-freezes every one.” Izuku furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head, “How do you do that?” he questioned and you looked down.

“People don’t like when I use it…” you whispered and he pet your head, “Come on, if I asked it’s not your fault.” he smiled and you wiped your eyes, “O-Okay. Could y-you stand up.” You climbed off his lap and he smiled and nodded, “Of cou-” and just like that, Izuku’s muscles froze in the middle of him getting up, halfway pushing himself off the ground and almost standing. He was stuck. Your eyes were trained on him and then you blinked and he fell back to the ground. “Wow…” you said and you looked at the ground, “You probably think I’m scary now… I’m sorry.” you started to cry again and he grabbed you into another hug, “No! That was amazing! No way do I think you’re scary, that’s a really cool quirk! You could even be a hero when you grow up!” he smiled and you looked up at him with wide eyes, “A-A hero! Like All Might?” you looked up at him with shining eyes and he looked back down at you, just as excited.

“You’re a fan of All Might!” he beamed down at you and you nodded quickly, showing him your shirt with All Might’s smiling face on it, “He’s so cool! He is all like Bang! Pow! Smash!” you punched at t he air and Izuku laughed. “He really likes to smash!” you said and grinned widely. “Yeah, he really does.” Izuku watched you go on and on about All Might, “I wonder if this is what I looked like when I was a kid.” Izuku thought and smiled and you sat down again, “Man. All Might is so cool.” “I know right, he is number one hero, the Symbol of Peace, my teacher-” “All Might is your teacher!!!” you jumped up and looked at Izuku in amazement. “Oh yeah! He’s so cool, sometimes it seems like he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he always seems to tie his words into heroics somehow. Training with him is awesome.” “I want to go to UA one day. I want to be a hero, just like All Might.” you smiled and leaned on Izuku, “You’ll make it, I know you will.” Izuku ruffled your hair and you laughed.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n) where did you go?!” your father called for you and you stood up and waved, “Over here Dad!” “Wait…. Dad?” Izuku looked at you and then at Blood King. “Yeah! Dad!” you smiled and ran over as he swept you up in his big arms, “(Y/n) I was worried sick! Where did you go?” “I was talking to that boy over there! He likes All Might just like me!” you smiled and Blood King turned his head, “Izuku, from class 1-A.” Blood King looked at him surprised and Izuku rocketed off the ground and bowed. “B-Blood King! I-I didn’t kn-know you had k-kids.” Izuku looked up at you and you smiled and waved, “It is not widely known, and I only have this one rascal.” He ruffled your hair and you laughed again. “O-Oh, w-well I’m sorry to have worried you sir!” Izuku never stood from his bow and only moved his head to look up at you in Blood King’s arms. “I would hope you don’t tell anyone about my (Y/n)….. But if you ever want to… You could babysit them for me when my hero duties run late.” Blood King looked down at him and Izuku nodded quickly, “O-Of course! If you need me to I will always look after (Y/n)!” “Good, now run along and get your homework done.” Blood King waved and you smiled and waved enthusiastically, “Bye bye! See you soon!” Izuku waved back and let out a sigh of relief, “Man…. Blood King has a kid?”

Todoroki turned his head when he heard the small sniffles and immediately found a small crying child. He went to just walk by but quickly decided that if he were the one crying he would want someone to talk to. “Small child. What is wrong.” he asked and the child looked up and furrowed their eyebrows in confusion. “Y-You have funny hair.” they said and Todoroki furrowed his own eyebrows, “That is what’s wrong with me, what is wrong with you?” The child giggled a little and Todoroki was even more confused. “You were crying a second ago and now you’re laughing, something really is wrong.” he went to walk away but the child grabbed his hand and he looked back at them with a bored expression, “Do you need something?”

The child shuffled their feet a little bit and then looked up at him, “C-Can you please play with me?” Todoroki hummed a little in response and the child looked at him hopefully. “That is a strange request.” “Please! N-No one likes to play with me…” Todoroki felt bad, he knew what feeling alone felt like, he didn’t want anyone else to feel that way. “Fine. What do we play.” he turned to face the child completely and you beamed brightly up at him. You crossed your little arms and made a “Hmmmmmm..” sound as you thought. “How about tag!” you said and he sighed, “Does that mean I have to run?” “Tag you’re it!” and off you went, booking it across the playground. “I’ll take that as a yes.” he sighed and jogged after you.

“My god, you’re fast.” Todoroki huffed and puffed after twenty minutes of running around after you. You smiled brightly and waved from the top of the play structure, “I know! My quirk makes me fast!” you giggled and wiggled a little in excitement. “What IS your quirk?” Todoroki asked as he climbed up the play structure after you. “It’s sonic speed!” you laughed and Todoroki let out a chuckle, “Is that what you call it?” You nodded quickly and laughed, “Just like the show!” “Yes, I suppose it is.” Todoroki let out a huff as he got to the top of the play structure and reached out to tag you. “Haha too slow!” you smiled and were all the way at the bottom again. “Hm… That is one pesky quirk you have.” he said and you nodded, “I am the best at tag!” You beamed and then your little smile faltered, “Th-That’s why no one likes to play with me. No one can catch me…” you sighed and didn’t notice the ice slowly creeping towards you. “Caught you.” you heard Todoroki’s bored voice call at you from the top of the play structure and you looked up at him with furrowed eye brows, “Huh? No way! You haven’t caught me yet.” He let out a chuckle, “Look at your feet Sonic Speed.” You looked down and your eyes widened, his ice had a hold of your feet. You looked up at him with his almost smug smile and you smirked back, “No way, you have to TAG me!” “Alright, I’ll be right down.” Todoroki started climbing down the playground and you tried to free your feet from his ice.

“(Y/n)! What happened! Why are you covered in ice?!” your mother was an absolute wreck on the ground asking you all sorts of questions, “Don’t worry mom, it’s a game!” you called back to her and waved happily. “Don’t worry? Don’t Worry?! (Y/n) you are trapped by ICE right now! What did you do? Who did you make mad?” “Mam, it’s okay. We are simply playing a game of tag.” Todoroki called and surprised your mom. “P-Police! A delinquent has trapped my child!” she called and you and Todoroki looked at each other, “N-No mom! He isn’t hurting me! We are just playing tag!” you called to her and Todoroki walked over to you and unfroze your feet, “Go talk to your mother before she gets me arrested.” he said and you nodded and ran to your mother, “Mom! Mom look! I’m fine!” you beamed brightly at her and she looked at you and wrapped her arms around you, “Oh my god (Y/n)! Don’t do that! You scared me!” “Sorry Mam, I was playing with your child and things got a little unruly.” Todoroki came over and reached his hand out for her to shake, “I am Todoroki Shouto. You’re child is quite fast. I apologize for scaring you.” Your mother looked at him and then back at you, “I-It’s okay. Y-You two can keep playing, I.. I just didn’t know (Y/n) had friends…” your mother smiled and hugged you, then shook his hand. “Thank you.” she said and then ushered you to go play on the swings. “I really mean it, (Y/n) doesn’t have any friends and they seem to not want to worry me but I know they are sad.” your mother looked after you with a sad smile. Todoroki watched as you put your stomach on the swing and ran forward, causing you to swing forward and backwards like a super hero flying. “They’ll be okay.” he smiled and your mother looked to him, “Please, um.. If It isn’t too much to ask… Could you please maybe watch after (Y/n) sometime? I-I don’t know when, but they are actually smiling and I haven’t seen that in a while.” “I would enjoy seeing (Y/n) again. No one deserves to be alone.” he said and crept up behind you and pushed you higher on the swing, “Especially a sweet child like (Y/n).”

“Who’s crying?!” Inasa bellowed and the whole playground froze to look at him. “It’s probably (Y/n), no one plays with them because they’re a weirdo!” A mean kid teased you and Inasa walked over to him and crouched down to his level, “You take that back. I bet (Y/n) is a wonderful person.” he looked at the child that teased you intensely and he jumped and ran away. “(Y/n)!” Inasa stood up and called for the crying child. “Go away.” he heard a small voice say from under the slide. “What are you doing down here? It’s a great day to come and play!” Inasa grinned as he bent down to wiggle under the slide with you. “You’re too big for this.” you rested your head on your knees and Inasa huddled into himself to fit. “I don’t think I am.” he said as he hit his head on the bottom of the slide. “See, I only barely hit my head!” you laughed a little at his dumb humor and he smiled, “I think it’s a little cramped in this spaceship though, so what do you say we get out of here and go up in the castle. You looked at him and then huffed a little, “This isn’t a spaceship, it’s a hiding spot for spies. I’m a secret agent and we have to get past the mean guards to get to the top of the enemies hideout.” you said and Inasa looked at you in wonder. “What’s our mission Secret Agent (Y/n)?” he asked and you peaked your head out from beneath the slide and then pulled it back in quickly, “I already told you, make it to the top. But enemy gunfire is upon us!” you rolled out from under the slide and made finger guns, pointing at nothing and pretending to fire. “I could use some back up!” you yelled and Inasa smiled widely and rolled out from under the slide, “How did you make that look easy?!” he asked and hit himself on the slide again. “A true spy never reveals their secrets.” you said as Inasa joined in the heated finger gun war.

“Hurry! Up the stairs before they catch up to us!” you called to Inasa and he booked it after you as you ran up the stairs on the play structure. “Don’t worry! I got you!” he said and gave you a boost with his quirk. You laughed and smiled as his quirk helped you up the stairs faster. “Hurry Agent, the enemy is closing in on us!” you said to Inasa as he climbed the stairs behind you. “Not if I can help it!” he said and scooped you up in his arms and jumped to the top of the stairs, now at the top of the play structure. “Take that enemy scum!” he shouted from the top and people from around the base of the structure looked up at the two of you and rolled their eyes. You laughed and clung to his giant arm since he hadn’t put you down yet.

“HEY YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY KID!” a loud voice called from below and the two of you jumped a little. “WE WERE BEING SPIES!” Inasa called down to him just as loudly. “HI DAD!” you waved and he waved back “HI SWEETHEART HOW WAS YOUR TIME AT THE PARK!” “WOULD YOU STOP YELLING!” another adult yelled and rolled their eyes, “SORRY!” all three of you responded. Inasa sent you down the slide and went down after you to meet with your father on the ground. “Hello sir, your child looked lonely so I decided to play with them to day. I hope you don’t mind.” Inasa beamed and your father scooped you up in his arms and put you on his shoulder, “I don’t mind at all, just making sure my (Y/n) was safe. Glad they found someone to play with.” you father reached out his hand and Inasa shook it, “It was super fun so do not worry about it. I will see you later (Y/n)!” Inasa waved to you and you smiled brightly and waved back enthusiastically. “Does that mean you’ll be here tomorrow too!” you asked him and he smirked, “A true spy never tells others their whereabouts… But I’m not a true spy, you are! So yeah, I’ll be here tomorrow! Bye (Y/n)!” he waved again and you and your father waved back at him. “He’s funny, I like that guy.” your dad said as he turned his back and carried you home, “Yeah, but could you believe he thought we were in a spaceship going to a castle?! It is totally an enemy hideout!” you say and your dad scoffed, “Ugh, newby trainee spies are always the worst right?” “I know! Maybe he’ll be better tomorrow.” you giggled and you dad smiled, happy his kid finally had a friend, that friend may be a giant high school student, but at least they were a friend.

Unforgettable (Baekhyun drabble)

23. Hey! Not here, people are watching!
35. Wow… that escalated quickly

Word count: 1085 (Here I am again with my long ass drabbles, sorry)

Genre: fluff 

A/N: This one is for a beautiful anon, I know it took me ages but I really hope you like it and forgive me for taking so long. Thank you so so much for the request it’s my first Baek writing. Enjoy and take care xoxo.

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You looked around every way possible. The place was full of people. People behind you, people beside you, people in front of you…

It was only matter of time for them to realise the guy next to you was Byun Baekhyun, the same guy who was holding your hand and the guy you’d been dating for almost a year now.

You were sweating your heart out because you knew once this boy had something in mind there was no way for him to back off. It wasn’t like you didn’t want to do it either, of course you wanted to but you knew as well it wasn’t the right time and specially not the right place.

You put your eyes on Baek and you saw that look on his face, the look of pure desire and determination.

– Jagi! – he pleaded squeezing your hand.

– Hey! Not here! People are watching! – you said letting go of his hand, and looking around once more.

You wanted to please him, you really did, not just because of him but because of yourself too. When would you two have an opportunity like this again?

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