and you can read along while you listen!

(I do not own these photos. I found them on google, and they had no author. So, I cannot give credit)

*WIP*

About the series: Steve and (Y/N) have been dating for a while, but lately Steve has been putting being Captain America above (Y/N) and their relationship. After trying to fix the relationship to no success, she finally leaves Steve. The two of them find new partners, but have they truly gotten over each other? 
Note: If you are on your laptop or have a device that can run two apps at the same time–each chapter has a song that goes along with what is going on in the chapter. So, you can listen to the song that is linked in each description as you read along. 

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3 
Part 4
Part 5 

// Don’t say I didn’t warn you - Theo Raeken //

Relationship: Theo Raeken x Reader.

Request:

@chrisevansisdaddy04: Can you make a theo raeken fanfic based on the song hurt so good by Astrid S.

Along with all y’all anons asking for a part two of Babygirl. 

And my fave @dylpicklesprays

Warnings: FWB!Theo, Oral (Female on Male), mentions of sex. 

Rating: This will probably tug on your heart strings a little oops. 18+ NSFW.

Word count: 4709 (4x part 1 lmao oops)

I highly suggest listening to this while you read as it’s pretty much based around this song: Astrid S - Hurt so good. 


“Lydia I’m telling you, nothing happened with Theo. Why do you think I’d even dream about speaking to him never mind… anything else.” Lydia had asked non-stop questions since you walked into school this morning. You were now collecting books for your locker, rushing to get what you needed for the Math and Lydia still hadn’t stopped. Since the… incident the other day at the pack meeting with Theo, Lydia was convinced she had walked into something happening between you two and was now insisting you told her. If only she knew. It wasn’t like you’d thought about it or anything… It was a slip up, something that would never happen again. You knew better. “He’s an asshole, he’s repulsive he’s-”

“Standing right behind you.” Lydia finished your sentence for you. Fuck - not like you cared that he heard or anything.

“As much as I hate to interrupt this riveting conversation, I need to speak to Y/N.” Not even waiting for an answer Theo slumps his arm around your shoulder, bringing you with him as he strolled down the quieting corridor.

“For a start, get your arm off of me.” You unwrap his arm from your shoulder. “Next you can tell me where the hell we’re going.”

Ignoring you he continues walking. “So, I’m- what was it? Repulsive?” He says, stopping in between the outside of your shared class and the janitors closet. “You weren’t saying that the other day.” He winked.

“Oh I can assure you, that won’t be happening again.”

“Good,” he shrugs with a lasting signature smirk.

You cross your arms over your chest. “Fine.”

“Fine.”

You stare at him, a blur of  blue eyes and stupid fluffy hair. You felt your nails dig into the skin of your arm, and you want to hit that stupid smirk off his face. You wanted to shake him and shove him and -

But you don’t, instead doing a totally reasonable thing.

You kiss him.

Grabbing his face, his stupid, arrogant face, and kissing him. A hard and angry kiss. It’s short, his lips barely having enough time to react before you pull back, your eyes widening in shock as you drop your hand from his cheek.

Theo blinks. “Y/N.”

You squint, because the room is spinning around you and it’s suddenly hard to see. Your lips feel fuzzy. A type of fuzzy that you don’t want, a type of fuzzy that Theo Raeken isn’t capable of providing.

“Oh, my God.” You shake your head. “I think I’m going to throw up.”

He frowns. “Seriously?”

You nudge him away from you, and take a step back, now fully visible from the classroom. You wipe at your lips, slightly swollen and red, and crosses your arms over your chest in annoyance.

“Why did you do that?” you demand.

Theo raises his eyebrows. “You’re the one who kissed me.”

“Then why did you let me do that?”

He looks at her in exasperation. His hand runs wildly through his hair, and you wonder if it would have been different, if you had gripped his hair instead of his cheek.

It doesn’t matter, you tells yourself. Stupid face. Stupid hair. Stupid Theo

***

The wheels of the rickety old train glided surprisingly silently over the tracks and coming to a halt to the next stop. The steel doors force their way open and impatiently wait for the flood of new passengers to board the already crowded carriage. Only one stop left to go home and sleep, only to be back on this very train, riding the same stops to get back to work for 9am. Honestly, you detested working Saturdays because not only could you not go out the night before but it was the day off from school that was most interesting as that’s when people did something entertaining. Unless almost getting attacked by the dread doctors is something that happens, that’s less fun. The monotone jingle of the automated default ringtone blasted from your phone, warning you a glare from the elderly man across from you. You could practically feel his judgement. Oops. A number you didn’t recognise lit up the screen and you accepted, pulling the phone to your ear. “Hello?” You questioned the other end, crossing one leg over the other in a bid to gain back the personal space that had been stolen from you during this train journey.

“Evening, Babygirl. How was work?” His smirk practically radiating through the phone. Theo Raeken, the jackass with an unreasonably pretty face. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been avoiding him since he constantly brought up the… incident that had happened in your kitchen a few weeks ago, and you’d also be lying if you said that was the only time it had happened. A girl has her weaknesses ok, yours just happened to be Theo, a person who irked you uncontrollably.

“You know I hate that name Theo.” You snarl at the “baby girl” nickname he had pinned to you.

“I don’t recall you complaining last night, sweetheart.” Well shit, he had a point there.

“Let’s skip the pleasantries of you giving a shit about my job and you can explain why are you calling me, most importantly how the hell you got my number.” You snapped, your eyes flashing for a moment. I’m pretty sure no one saw that, until you glanced back at the old man diagonal from you, now wide eyed, looking back and forth from you to the now closed train door. Oops again.

“Someone’s feisty tonight. I like it.” Theo chuckled in the other end.

“Well what can I say, I had a long day and you’re pretty much the last person I wanted to speak to.” Okay, again, small lie. As much as you liked to say you despised Theo, he was that perfect blend of smug and charming and you adored it. But, the last thing you wanted was to be putty in his hands-no matter how good he was with those hands.

“We both know that if that was the case you wouldn’t have come to me last night, in more ways than one.” Fuck you Raeken. “Anyway, you’re coming out with me tonight. Get ready, I’ll pick you up at 8.”

“And what makes you think I want to go anywhere with you?” You sighed, ignoring the smile on your face.

“Because princess, I want a date and who would pass up the opportunity to spend the night with me? And if you’re lucky we might have to have a repeat of last night. Now, get off your train and get that pretty little ass ready and I’ll be there soon.”

“You’re sure a… how did you know I’m on a train?”

“See you soon baby girl.” And with that the line went dead.

Before you knew it, it was seven thirty and Theo was knocking at the door. “You’re early, Raeken. I’m barely dressed yet.” You stood at the front door using a white towel to cover your body, only underwear underneath.

“I can see that, not like I’m complaining.” He laughed, you felt his hazel/bronze eyes lingering on your body - no, not hazel. They were just brown, and dark like his personality. He followed you to your room, perching himself on the end of your bed with a small smirk.

“Mattress is comfortable, maybe we should test it out… again.”  You mearley shake your head in response with a sigh and turn around to change. Surprisingly, you had reached a point where you were comfortable with Theo, probably more than you should be. You let the towel drop to the floor, leaving you only in underwear. “Red. I like it.” Theo’s deep voice mumbled from across the room.

Ignoring him, you pull the black dress from your left onto your body. It was a black, knee length decently tight dress that if you dared to say so yourself you looked damn good in it. You pull at the zip leading from the small of your back to the top of your spine. “A little help?” You ask and hear the wolf rise to his feet.

“With pleasure.” Theo’s breath now hot on your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands resting on your hips was enough to make you forget anything you had told yourself, melting into his touch. “I love that you do that, immediately untensing when I touch you.” His large hands clasp around the tiny zipper and elegantly pulls it up, then moving his hands to snake around your waist and clasp together. His lips attached to your neck, you instinctively tilting it as he sucked on it, just enough to leave a mark when he stopped. “Almost as much as I enjoy that look of pure ecstasy when I push you over the edge. And to think, that’s just using my hands and mouth…” his phone diverts his attention and he steps away from you, leaving you longing and wishing he hadn’t.

“We should get going.” Theo said, “before I change my mind and rip that dress straight off of you.” Leaving you to wonder whether you’d rather stay with him tonight or go out as you followed him out of your room and to his truck.  

“Are you going to be a gentleman and open the door for me?” You joked to Theo.

“Are you so incompetent you can’t open the door yourself?” He fired back. “Kidding, get in.” He says, stood behind you, as he pulls the door to the passenger seat of his truck open. 

“Wow, a gentlemanly act from Raeken I’m impressed.” You laughed, climbing into the truck as he closed the door, opening his own and joining you in the truck.

“Honestly I saw an opportunity to be behind you and I took it.” He shot a wink your way and you were thankful for the growing darkness of the truck so your growing blush was disguised. The party was  about a half hour away and if there was one thing you had learnt in the past few weeks it was that you and Theo, in a small space together for an extended period of time was never a great idea. For the first few minutes, the only sound surrounding the two of you was the radio and Theo’s hums occasionally accompanying it. It wasn’t until you came to a red light and Theo’s hand rested on your thigh that you realised just how close you were to one another. You look across at him just for him to be staring straight at the road, waiting for the light to change.

RED

His hand rested on your upper thigh teasingly. His thumb caressing your thigh as his fingertips rest on your inner thigh teasingly. He was so close to where you wanted him to be, but far enough away to remain innocent. Skin to skin, lingering the hem of your dress. It was something so small, yet making him seem more and more irresistible to you.

AMBER

Theo’s hand rose, it was only a slight movement but it was enough to notice. Slipping under the thin black material of her dress. “Theo.” You warned yet your voice went ignored and his fingertips gently tapped on the inside of your thigh to the beat of the song, and as small of a thing it was you knew his incentive. He was trying to tease you and he was doing a damn good job of it.

GREEN

The light shifted once again and thus, Theo drove. His fingers continued to tease you.

“Fine, two can play that game.” You unbuckled the seat belt and shifted close to Theo.

“What are you doing?” He raised his eyebrow at the girl sat next to him.

Ignoring him, you attached your lips to his neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses from just above his collarbone to his jaw before going back to a sweet spot you knew he had on his neck and sucked gently at it. Theo groaned softly. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish princess.”  He warned as he drove.

“Oh I fully intend on finishing, well you finishing to be more precise.”

Your hand slithered back down his chest, stopping when you reach his jeans and palming him through the small material separating you from him, his grip tightening on the wheel, trying to concentrate on driving and failing. You grasped at his pants where they sat low on his hips, teasing the edges with your fingers as you eased them down slowly, kissing his skin as it was exposed. His erection sprang free, thick and swollen. You got as close as you could to his lower half, face inches from his dick. You wrapped your hand around it, giving him a squeeze before stroking up and down.

“Fuck me,” he moaned, his voice sounding hoarse.

You gave him a coy smile before moving to gather up the bit of precum that was seeping from the tip. You swiped your tongue along the slit, teasing him before sucking the head into your mouth. You felt him shifting uncomfortably in his seat and when you looked up, the hand that had previously been on your thigh was in your hair, grasping a handful of it.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you look with my cock in your mouth?” Theo groaned, a smirk planted on his face.

You smiled, taking more and more of him into your mouth until Theo couldn’t take it anymore, pulling over to the side of the road as soon as he could. You ached for him and he could tell.

“I’m gonna come if you don’t stop that.” Theo groans making you smile. He took control, the grip on your hair tightening and moving in a swift motion as you bobbed your head until Theo couldn’t take it anymore, releasing into your mouth with one final moan. You swallowed, sitting back in your seat, and swiftly wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.  

Theo adjusted himself, his eyes on you hungrily. “Well, I guess it’s your turn.”


***


“Theo…” You moaned, dragging out the last syllable of his name, walking into the already crowded house party.

“Baby girl you know how much I love when you say my name like that, but this really isn’t the place.”

“I can’t believe I let you drag me here. The music’s so loud, my dress feels way too short and now my head hurts. Why couldn’t you just let me stay in bed? I was so comfortable binge-watching ‘Bob’s Burgers’ like I usually do after work.” You instinctively pulled the short, black, tight dress down that before made you feel confident now made you feel exposed, wobbling a bit with your step due to the red heels you thought would be a good idea to wear. Apparently they weren’t.

“You’re anxious.” Theo states as you walk in.

“No I’m not- stop looking at me like that?” You say as you look up at him, his eyes on you, hungrily as you narrow your own at him.

Theo tilts his head. “Like what?” he challenges.

“Like you’re imagining me naked.”

Theo smirks. He leans forward and steps closer towards you, his shirt sliding against the thin material of your dress. He presses his mouth to your ear, his lips tracing the line of your skin,

“I don’t have to imagine,” he whispers.

You swallow thickly, remembering the journey here; the feel of his mouth on your neck, on your thighs and stomach. You run your tongue along your bottom lip, sighing deeply as his nose skims the curls in your hair, his hands cradling -

“You- fuck!” you curse as your argument is interrupted by you losing your balance and falling to the floor. In front of a full room of people. Fuck. Quick as a flash while everyone else around you just watched and sniggered, assholes, Theo was crouched next to you.

“Are you ok? Are you hurt?” He questioned, scanning your body for any sign of discomfort.

“Uhh, just my left ankle, along with my pride.” You forced a laugh and he simply nodded. Theo’s large hand was clasping yours as he helped you rise to your feet. Once stable, you expected him to let go, yet he didn’t. Instead he diverted his attention to the crowd of people around you.

“And, what the fuck are you people staring at?” Theo roared and most people turning around as if they weren’t watching, someone caught Theos eye. A boy, in your economics class, Adam you think his name is, laughing. Theo glared at the boy, jaw clenched, looking ready to storm over and attack him.

“Theo, don’t.” You whispered, your thumb grazing over the top of his. “For me, don’t do this.” He looked down at you and simply nodded, a sweet smile replacing the usual smirk.

Lydia spotted you and waved, making her way over with a smile, looking between you and Theo. Theo squeezes your hand and lets go. He dipped down to whisper in your ear. “I have some people I want to talk to, I’ll catch up with you later Y/N.” and before you could reply he was gone.

“What was that about?”Lydia asked, now at your side.

“What was what?” You questioned, acting like you didn’t know what she meant, as you watch him walk away, weaving in and out of people until you could no longer see him..


***


Friends with benefits. That’s all it was. No strings attached, no feelings just sex. Hot, steamy, unadulterated sex. At least that’s what you told yourself last night when he had turned up. And the night before, and before that…

It had been a week since the party, you hadn’t seen him for the rest of the night until you called him, you couldn’t sleep and you wanted… company. Yeah, company. At least that’s what you told Lydia. What Lydia didn’t know however was that the occurence of Theo coming over to… keep you company, had become a more often event. Though, it’s not like you were complaining.

“That- That was uhh…” You panted, regaining back your breath as Theo settled beside you, fingers intertwined behind his head and a smirk planted on his face.

“Hot? Noteworthy? Best you’ve ever had?” Theo laughed.

“Don’t flatter yourself Raeken.” Especially when what he said was right… “We can’t do that again. This was a mistake.” You shake your head reaching for the shirt next to you and pulling it over your head.

“You weren’t arguing a few minutes ago. Moaning at something as simple as me touching you. Or last night”

“I have to go to work.” You reply simply, pulling on the remainder of your clothes. Theo, now wearing  a pair of grey sweatpants.

“When are you going to stop that?” Theo says, now sat pack down on your bed.

“Stop what?”

“Acting like you don’t want this. When you show up every night and tell me that you want me. We have quite frankly a fucking great night and then you leave and tell me we can’t do this again. And I know, I know it’s complicated before you fucking say it, but it really doesn’t have to be.” He sighed, running his hands through his messy hair and tugging slightly.

“I have to go.” You mumble, so barely audible that if the room wasn’t so silent he may not have heard. You had to go, yet you didn’t want to. You wanted to stay, to kiss him and tell him it didn’t have to be so complicated but instead you picked up your bag and left, leaving him to let himself out. You slammed the door behind you and walked to the front door. Feelings would only get in the way and that couldn’t happen, trying to avoid thinking about what he had said.

You failed.


***


“Can I please get a burger and large fries, and maybe a milkshake too?” The kid you were serving asked. You nodded and stood, patiently waiting for his friend to choose what he wanted with your notepad in hand. You hadn’t noticed until you left the house but when picking your shirt up to leave you had grabbed Theo’s instead. It gave off a musk that you couldn’t ignore. Theo. On him, it fit in all the right places whereas on you you felt drowned by it, yet secure in a weird way. Like he was right there with you. The bell of the diner rung, signalling someone had entered but you were to wrapped up in your thought to notice. You took the kids order and left to give it to the cook when you noticed who had walked in. The boy, Adam, from the party the other night and friends. The one you had had to stop Theo from ripping to shreds. Dropping off the kids’ order to the kitchen staff, you walked over to Adam’s table where he and his friends sat.

“Hi, my names Y/N and I’ll be your waitress today. Are you ready to order?” You addressed them all.

Adam looked up at you. “You’re Theo’s girl right?” Your heart skipped a beat just at the sound of his name.

“Nope, can I start you off with drinks?” You reply, trying to divert the conversation before it had even begun.

“But you were his date to the party a few days ago?” Clearly diverting the conversation didn’t work.

“He gave me a ride there.” and then I rode him later on but not important “But that was it.”

“So you’re single.” One of his friends spoke up. You ignored them.

“How’s your ankle? That was a pretty tough fall you took.” Fuck do you mean, it was literally back to normal in- oh yeah. Werewolves weren’t common knowledge my bad.

“Oh, yeah. I’m ok. Just a little sore.” Resulting in a vulgar joke from one of the boys and, as much as you wanted to hit his head off of the table, you ignored it.

“So, orders?” They were calm after that, giving what they wanted until it was Adam’s turn.

“Yeah I’ll get a burger and fries… and your number.” He replied with a wink.

“Not happening.” You laugh, brushing the advance off.

“Oh come one babe.” Adam laughed, his hand moving from his pocket to the back of her thigh, moving up her leg.  Ok, that’s the final straw.

Not even staying to finish the order, you take his hand off of your thigh and slam it down on the table, marching away straight back through the kitchen to the office in the back that inhabited your boss.

“Ah, Y/N! Everything ok?” He smiled at you. Your boss, Mr Cranston, was a jolly older, slightly overweight man who had prided himself on the argument that if his employees ever had any issues to go straight to him. So that’s exactly what you did.

“Not particularly. There are some boys from my school  who are being pretty innapropriate. One in particular is making really sexual advances and touching me and It’s making me really uncomfortable.” You confessed, ending it with a frustrated sigh.

Mr Cranston listened idly and laughed. “Y/N, I’m sure you’re just exaggerating.”

You were shocked. “With all due respect, sir, one of them had his hand at the back of the top of my thigh and wouldn’t move it. Another made a super sexual joke that made me uncomfortable. I am not exaggerating.” You expected to tell him how things like that were not tolerated in his diner. That the boys would get some kind of repercussion, but no. Mr Cranston simply shook his head, laughed and said 4 words that made your blood boil.

“Boys will be boys.”

You were seriously in shock, how could someone in a power position brush off the fact that his employee was made to feel uncomfortable and would not only not do anything, but laugh about it. You weren’t comfortable working for someone like that. You took off the apron and placed it on his desk.

All you could think of as you left was how mad you were. You needed to speak to someone. Lydia and Scott were the ones you usually went to.

Honestly, you had no idea where to go at this point. As you walked you thought over everything that had happened the last few weeks. The dread doctors, Theo and the Pack. Everything was crazy, but maybe you had found someone who could keep you grounded.

The pack, individually you had no idea what you would do without them.

Liam and his dorky personality, He was like a little brother to you - and not just because he was the youngest in the pack.

Lydia and her intelligence and how regardless she would be there for you. Your best friend. She was strong, she saw power where others would see weakness. She adapted to her banshee powers with no complaint even when things got hard and because of that, her banshee powers go way beyond what she thought they were. She’s confident an admirable trait on anyone, yet with her it just fit.

Theo, he was a part of the pack now right? You were so sure you had hated him. Resented him because no was could he just waltz into everyone’s lives out of nowhere, and now look at the situation you had landed in with him? Not quite anything but not quite nothing wither. You shouldn’t have done anything with him after that day in the kitchen which felt like a lifetime ago, but you couldn’t. He was like a cigarette, that first drag you have after being addicted for years and finally quitting only to find yourself back there. It was addictive, sinful and wrong - like most activities the two of them became involved in when alone together - but you wanted more, no you needed it. You needed him today, tomorrow, the next day and the next, and all the ones that followed after it.

Scott your alpha and more importantly your best friend who had taught you everything once you turned. How to control yourself and not be overridden. From the beginning, Scott had always done whatever he could for other people. Someone you don’t know what you’d do without.

Stiles Sure, you can argue that Stiles has made some ridiculous decisions in his time on the show, but you can never fight the fact that Stiles has never once intentionally put his friends or family in danger. His loyalty to their safety, happiness, and all around well-being is admirable in his character, and a trait that is reliable in him. He protects those he loves, and even ones that he doesn’t. He’s selfless and heartfelt, no matter how often he can be selfish and annoying and so sarcastic you want to punch him. But he was your best friend, one of the family just like the rest.

Malia Math is confusing, people who like it are very confusing, but thankfully Malia isn’t one of them. You hadn’t known her long but it hadn’t hadn’t long to fall in love with her. She was a fighter who never gave us and you adored her for it. You couldn’t imagine her not being around.

The pack was your family, but there was only one of them that you really needed right now.

Approaching the front door you were ever so familiar with knocking twice and after a moment, opening to the one person you needed most.

Theo Raeken.

2

You had been dating Emmett for a few weeks when you realized just how much of a pain in the ass the lumbering vampire was. Agreeing to let him sit next to you in English was a mistake, one that you didn’t anticipate until you were trying to listen to your monotonous teacher read Shakespeare while Emmett ran his fingers along your neck.

“Emmett,” you growled under your breath, “I swear to god if you don’t get your hands off of me I will choke you out.” 

“Promise?” he whispered, a cheeky smile on his face. 

You turned to growl at him, but all he did was smile wider. 

“Miss (y/l/n), can you continue reading for me please?” you teacher said suddenly, catching you not paying attention. 

You floundered for a second, but Emmett subtly pointed to the line the teacher had left off at. You gave him a relieved look and read the next few lines. 

After class, Emmett waited for you to collect your stuff off your desk and into your backpack. 

“Soooo, want to hook up in my car?” He asked, smiling.

 You glared at him for a second before you decided to beat him at his own game. 

“Sure,” you said to his surprise, “Meet me in the parking lot in 5.” 

Fire Emblem IF Conquest: Kamui’s Birthday Story Track 1

A little side project that someone requested of us~ The audio was provided to us by the lovely @sahdmadhi, who has given me her permission to use her audio to translate.

Since the audio is private, I can’t post a direct link on to Tumblr. So if you want to listen to the CD along with reading the translation, please click HERE.

Disclaimer: MY LISTENING COMPREHENSION IS WORSE THAN MY READING COMPREHENSION. ESPECIALLY WITH ODIN IN THE MIX. So while I can translate the basics of the CD, certain finer details (DAMN YOU ODIN), certain lines may elude me. 

Laslow’s voice is so cute and Niles is so sultry and Miyano Mamoru as Leo ahhhhhhhhhhh AND FLORA TALKING TO OTHER PEOPLE AHHHHHHHHHH.

~Kiyoshi

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Random funny stories from various Soraru + Mafumafu namahousou (part 1)

Hey! So I’m bored and thought I’d go back and translate some funny/interesting/really cute stories from these two in streams from the previous months. The theme of these appears to be “Soraru is a giant baby” www. Some of these (if not all of them?) have probably been translated before? But I’m too lazy to spend time looking for them haha, so here we are. Edit: There’s only 2 in this part but there will be more tomorrow from other streams, I just decided to post these tonight since I was done. I’ll put links to videos so you can follow along and listen if you want, or you can just read them. Enjoy :)

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Waiting for you

Genre: Angst because I’m trash for angsty stories these days

Member: Jeon Jungkook

Words: 5085 omfg

Originally posted by imaginesbts

Anonymous requested: Okay so Mint Green had me dying like y u do dis to me!!!!!!! But i want to make a request: can you do an angsty scenario with mafia jungkook of smth. It can have a happy ending, but i’ll let it up to you to decide :) i really love your writing style btw, it’s amazing, keep going ❤️❤️

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Tick, tock, tick, tock. 11:45 PM.

If there was one thing you absolutely hated the most, it was waiting. Whether you were waiting for the bus, or for your friend who always arrived later than the promised time, finding yourself anxiously looking at your watch to check the time was not one of your favorite activities.

Tick, tock.

Tapping your foot along with the ticking sounds of your clock, you anxiously bit down your lower lip as you tried to watch some television. You were watching Running Man’s rerun of last week, trying to lessen your nervousness. Normally, Lee Kwang Soo’s dumb and silly remarks would make you lose your shit right on the spot. However this time, Lee Kwang Soo’s remarks did not help to get rid of the anxious feelings inside of your stomach.

You glanced at the clock to check the time once more, but a feeling of disappointment overwhelmed you as you saw that barely a minute passed. You hated this.

“Jeon Jungkook, where the hell are you?,” you whispered softly, secretly hoping that the guy would hear your small whisper and immediately knock on your door afterwards. Sadly, the knock on your door never came. Instead of that, you could only hear the annoying ticking sounds of your clock.

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As promised, here’s an extra scene from Stucco Hearts - apparently I just can’t let it go.

This is set somewhere between the last chapter and the epilogue. Enjoy :)

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Annabeth thinks the best thing about getting home from work might be taking her pants off.

Honestly, they’re so constricting and the clip digs into her stomach and the seams have left marks on her thighs and god, she almost groans in relief when they drop to the floor at her ankles. It means she’s left in her socks, panties and a cream blouse which falls over her butt. She should pull on her pyjamas or something but her legs want to be bare and free so she lets them be as she moves around the bedroom, putting away the clean laundry she and Percy had abandoned the night before.

She’s just folding the last of her husband’s t-shirts and tucking it into the draw when she hears the front door open and Percy’s voice rings out.

“Annabeth?”

“In the bedroom,” she calls back.

They’ve only recently moved into this apartment. It’s larger than their first one together, to accommodate their bigger than expected family; Sophie and Ben are approaching their fourth birthday and it’s taken this long for Percy and Annabeth’s request for a larger apartment to go through. But she hears Percy push his way past the boxes in the hall, which have yet to find a place to go, and unzip his jacket as he approaches the bedroom.

“Hey,” he says tiredly. “Oh, hey.” He sounds much more awake the second time.

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And So It Goes

aka the one where Justin and [Y/N] are friends, but they also like eachother, and one night, [Y/N] gets drunk so Justin takes her back home

Also, I hope the person that requested this doesn’t mind that I decided not to have the two have sex, seeing as [Y/N]’s intoxicated and it just wouldn’t be right. Hopefully, I achieved the level of intimacy you were asking for. (But I’m like 99% sure you just wanted some smut, I see yall nastees.)

And lastly, the title is from the song You are in Love by Taylor Swift. Honestly, it is such a bop, it’s been my favorite song off the album since Day One. I really do suggest listening to it while you read this, it’s really cute and illustrates the friendship better than I even can wtf.

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anonymous asked:

*curtsies* how can someone pursue literature if they are not studying anything related to it? o.o

*Curtsies* Read. Seriously. That’s it. Read whatever you want to read and if you want to you can find and also read relevant criticism that goes along with it. If you’re looking for something more robust, avail yourself of iTunes U and things like Yale Open Courses. You can literally get parts of an Ivy League education for free and listen to them in the shower or on the bus or while you buy groceries. It’s a pretty fuckin’ awesome decade we live in in some respects.