because i still have to take a shower later since everyone is sleeping right now

Stay Away | Zach Dempsey x Reader (ft. Monty Dela Cruz)

Genre: Angst, Romance
POV: Reader’s/First Person
Warning: Containg swearing, violence and sexual harrasment!!

A/N: This was personally hard for me to write, but it was requested. It’s a bit heavy and it’s not the usual fluffy write-up you guys often get from me. Nonetheless, I will be posting a new fluff piece tomorrow, so stay tuned! Meanwhile, I hope you guys like this for now.

Request: Hai, I was wondering if you could do an imagine where Zach and his girlfriend (the reader) are hanging out and he despite her trying to hide them he sees a bunch of bruises on her and gets really worried and mad asking her what happened only for her to tell him that Montgomery had beat her up in a drunken state because she refused to sleep with him. This causes Zach to get mad and go beat him up and threatening him to never go near the reader again.

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Zach and I were watching TV when he suddenly said he was hungry. I pout at him and sigh as a response as I got up from the sofa and make my way to the kitchen to quickly cook something up. Zach was feeling a bit hungover after yesterday and he loved being treated like a baby whenever he was sick. I took out 2 bowls of instant ramen to satisfy his hunger.

I held onto the sleeves of my sweater while leaning on the kitchen counter as I waited for the water to boil. The incident from Jessica’s party last night replayed in my mind once again. Zach would flip if he knew and I didn’t want to ruin Zach and Monty’s friendship. Besides, Monty was just drunk, I think to myself, he was just intoxicated and didn’t know what he was doing. But it still wasn’t an excuse, I continue to think. The incident scared me, Monty, scared me.

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down to brass tacks

happy valentine’s day, everybody!! <3 canon verse, 3k+

ao3

They finally get a lead on Kelly Kline on a Saturday. Spurred on by guilt and probably a bit of cabin fever, Castiel turns right around from the hunt he just returned from with Mary to chase her down.

“Oh,” Castiel says, turning. He sticks a hand into his coat pocket. “I almost forgot.”

It isn’t like him to forget things, so the move has to be calculated. Then again, he loses his phone all over the place. Maybe he really did just forget whatever it is. Dean’s startled out of his musing by a shiny projectile hurtling towards his face, which he catches gracelessly in one hand. The metal, whatever it is, feels cool in his palm. He blinks up at Castiel.

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Urges

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader
Word count: 1,342
Warnings: Smut. Unprotected sex.
Request: ( Anonymous )  I know you’re clearly in a Ketch phase right now ;) but I really miss Lucifer! When you are in the mood again - could you write a fic where he and the reader has been having a ‘thing’ where he just let loose his vessel’s urges with her but never seem very affectionate, so she ends it because she falls in love, and Lucifer first get all angry because he sees her as his and then has to confess he has feelings for her and get her back? Rough smut because it’s Lucifer, but loving? Thank you!

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Hold Back The River (Roman Reigns x Reader)

Context: Reader is best friends with Roman, traveling with him and valeting him to the ring. The two were inseparable. What happens when everything changes?

**A/N: ** Shout-out to @lclb13 because this fic is written based on a request from her imagination. I made this as true to the request as possible. Protective Roman is pretty cute. The song choice for this one: “Hold Back the River” by James Bay.

**S/B: ** Check out @thiickreigns for version two!

**Warnings: *** NSFW (SMUT AHEAD). READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Originally posted by vaniwin

 **Tags: **@the-geekgoddes ; @caramara3 ; @lavitabella87 ; @m-a-t-91 ; @thiickreigns ; @kalliravenne ; @m-a-t-91 ; @crookedmoonsaultpunk ; @squirrel666 , @livingthestrongstyle   {anyone who I’ve tagged in other Roman fics got a tag in this one! Hope y’all don’t mind}


“Tried to keep you close to me

But life got in between

Tried to square not being there        

But think that I should have been…”

           It was a long day, a really long and tiring day. The flights, the interviews, the training: long, tedious and tiring and all I wanted to do was go back to the hotel and sleep. Instead, I was here in Orlando, Florida, sitting quietly in the stands of the arena an hour and a half before Monday night Raw began.

           “Hey, baby girl. Whatcha thinkin’ about?”

          Roman’s deep, soothing voice from behind my row of seats caused me to jump up in shear surprise. I turned around with a scowl planted firmly on my face, trying my best not to smile at his apologizing pout. We’ve been best friends since we started out in NXT five years earlier. Now, we worked together for the same company and traveled together all the time. When I say I loved this adorable Samoan to death, I truly meant it.

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RIDE (Bucky Barnes x Reader One Shot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,023

Warnings: SMUT & unprotected sex 

A/N: Hey Everyone! I wrote this a couple of nights ago and just now got around to editing it. The title really has nothing to do with the actual one shot, it’s just the title of a song by Ciara which I was listening to while writing this lol 

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by metal-armed-jesus


It had been a late night for you, meetings going past the scheduled time making you even later for others and paperwork that kept piling up. All of which resulted in you not being able to get home until it was already two on a Sunday morning. You pealed off your black pencil skirt, the red bottoms you’d bought with your first big check from the firm and your favorite pinstripped collared shirt, haphazardly throwing them into the corner of your bedroom. You were exhausted, having three major cases in one week that you needed to prepare for had your nerves out of wack. You had to win all of them because of the fact that you could be making partner only if all of them panned out in your favor.

Light snores coming from the bed remind you that Bucky had in fact returned from his mission overseas. Not wanting to disturb the super soldier, you quickly stripped yourself of your bra and panties and head into your bathroom. You take a quick shower wanting nothing more than to fall into your bed and go to sleep.

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anonymous asked:

Can you imagine Isak's face when he finds out about Evan's mums?Something like when Evan opened his locker in that iconic way.And maybe Evan didn't tell him, bc why it's completly normal and ok(and he's kind of bitch and loves teasing him)and when he brings him to a family dinner two sweet women rushed to hug Isak and give him kiss on cheek for greeting and Isak has that"what's happening"face( same when Evan kissed him after meeting the boy squad and "u r so hot Isak" sentence)&Evan is laughing

ok so, i lied. i made this into a (sort of?) fic. so, here’s 3k words of isak finding out even has two moms. i’m sorry.


Isak is maybe, possibly freaking out. Just a little bit. Not actual, full on anxiety that makes him feel like his heart is beating as fast as a hummingbird’s, but. He’s getting there.

Even had said it so naturally too, just what do you say we drop by tomorrow?, and he had actually looked kind of nervous, to his credit, but more about Isak’s answer than actually having him meet his fucking parents.

And of course it’s easy for Even, Isak has never once seen him uncomfortable in a social situation. Even when they were standing in the tram, stealing little glances at each other and smiling nervously, Isak too fucking shy around Even to say anything, Even had managed to smooth his way through it, awesome conversation, though. So it’s understandable he’s not nervous about hanging out with three people he loves. But Isak, he can’t even have lunch with his own parents without feeling incredibly uncomfortable, let alone his boyfriend’s. What would he even say? Hello, Mr and Mrs Næsheim, I sucked your son off in the shower the other day, congrats on the genes!

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Let Me Pt. 2 // Jeon Jungkook

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the prompt: can you make prince!jungkook into a series (or mini series?) pleaseee? Your writing is so good and prince jungkook is so adoring I love it!! the au this is based off of: i’m supposed to inherent the throne but really I’d rather own this tiny bakery with you.

words: 1684

category: fluff

author note: i had a really good time writing this and delving back into prince jungkook. pls enjoy this lil continuation!

- destinee

Originally posted by bangtanbanchan


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When EXO Wants Cuddles

This is my first EXO reaction that no one asked for!!  Please enjoy!

Contains: fluff / snuggling / kisses / warmness / cuddles


//  Minseok

“There will be a “coffee of the week,” so I customers can try a new brew all the time,” Minseok said, continuing to dream about his future café as he held your hand.

“Hmmm, what else?” you asked, eyes half-opened, head resting on his shoulder.

“And there will be a tea of the week, for people like you,” he said looking down at you, referring to your distaste for coffee, even his.  “Do you want tea or bed?”

“Bed,” you said.


It had been a long day for you, and you passed out almost as soon as you hit the bed.  You felt Minseok get in next to you and pull you against him with an arm and a leg.

“Good night, Jagi,“ he whispered in your ear before placing a soft kiss on your neck.


You woke up feeling parched.  You were sure you could wriggle out of Minseok’s hold without waking him up, but you were wrong.

“Hn?  Stay,” he said, pulling you back with his leg.

“I’m really thirsty,” you said.

He sat up.  “Water or tea?“

“Just water.”

He came back with two glasses of water, and when you both were done drinking, he pulled you against him and stroked your hair as you lay on his chest.

Originally posted by porkdo-bi


//  Junmyeon

EXO was about to tour in North America again, and Junmyeon came to you for help with his English vowel sounds.

“Not Chreestmas, it’s Christmas, with the short I sound.“

“…Christmas?”

“Yeaaaaah, you got it!” you said with a long yawn.

“I think it’s time for bed.  You’ve been so helpful today, Jagi.”


You changed into the new silk pajamas he bought you and got into bed next to him.  Instead of the usual quick good night hug and kiss, Junmyeon pulled you close to him and placed his hand over your heart with a sad sigh.

“What’s the matter?” you asked.

“I was just thinking about how I’ll be leaving again soon… and Skype stopped working on my computer.”

“We can fix it by then… probably.”

“I can’t feel your heartbeat through Skype.”


At some point, you’d fallen asleep, and when you woke in the middle of the night, Junmyeon’s hand was still resting on you, and he was peacefully asleep until your stirring woke him.

“Jagiya?  What is it?”

“I’m getting a snack,” you said from the edge of the bed.

“No, no, you stay here, I’ll get it for you.  What do you want?”

He was back in a flash with a small bag of pretzel sticks.  Junmyeon kept trying to play the Pepero game with them, but you didn’t understand what he was doing.  He put his arm around you, took your chin, and guided you to bite the same pretzel that was in his mouth.

Originally posted by lullabyun


//  Yixing

You had already gone to bed when he came home from the studio.  Normally, he would let you get your rest, but he was a little less than quiet as he changed clothes and climbed into bed.

“Yixing?”

“Oh, you’re awake,” he said with a livelier tone than you expected as he lay on his side.

“Did you just get home?  It’s almost 2AM!”  You rolled on your side to face him.

“I finished the song!”  He grinned so big you could see it in the dark.

“Oh, that’s wonderful!  When do I get to hear it?”

“As soon as we get some rest,” he said, taking your hand and kissing it over and over.  You loved it when he did this, and you could have sworn he fell asleep in the middle of it.


When you woke up again, it was an hour later and Yixing still had a gentle grip on your hand.  You could feel his soft exhales on your palm.

You slowly inched away, trying not to wake him, and left the room to go to the kitchen.


When you got back, Yixing was sitting up in bed with the lamp turned on, looking like he’d lost you at a big mall.

“Baobei, where did you go?”

“I just got some water,” you said, sitting back down.

He turned off the light and reached for your hand again, interlacing your fingers with his.  “Take me with you next time.  If you’re gone, I can’t hold your hand.”

Originally posted by lullabyun


//  Baekhyun

“When will you be done?“ Baekhyun asked, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“I don’t know… it’s taking me way longer than I thought it would to get through this book.  Don’t wait for me, I’ll come to bed when I finish.”  It was going to be a long night.

“Orrr…” he began, scooting closer, “You could come read in bed?”


You sat up, still trying to tackle the tome from your reading list and Baekhyun slept soundly with his head in your lap.  He had fallen asleep shortly after you began petting his hair.

The book wasn’t interesting enough to keep you awake in the living room, much less in the bedroom.  It wasn’t long before you also fell asleep, sitting up, back against the headboard.


About an hour later, you woke up and realized you were still sitting upright and the lamp was on.  You put the book on the nightstand and reached to turn off the light, trying not to wake Baekhyun, but you had to move his head so you could lie down.

He looked at you with sleepy eyes as you replaced your lap with a pillow for him.

“Jaaagi, you need your rest,” he said groggily.

“I know, I’m resting now.”

“Good.”  Baekhyun kissed your cheek as you got comfortable and pulled your head to the crook of his neck.

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


//  Jongdae 

Jongdae came home with sore legs from dance practice and he said was discouraged that he wasn’t learning the choreography as quickly as he wanted to.

“Aww, I’m sure you’re doing the best you can.  You’ve been improving so much, don’t think everyone hasn’t noticed.“

“We don’t have to talk about it, I just want to snuggle,” he said, reaching out for you.

“Wait, wait, shower first!” you laughed.


He took a quick shower and came out wearing a singlet and boxers, smelling like shampoo.

You gave him a short thigh massage to ease his soreness (literally can’t get over Jongdae’s thighs omg) and climbed under the covers.

“Thank you for the massage, Jagi,” he said into your hair as he pulled your back into his chest.


“Ahh waee~” Jongdae whined.

You had barely begun to get out of bed, and you found yourself being forced back against his chest.  He held you tightly around your waist with his strong arms (literally can’t get over his Jongdae’s omg).

“Don’t squeeze me, I need to pee!” you said.

Jongdae pushed you out of bed and said a little too loudly, “Hurry up!”

When you came back, he resumed aggressively cuddling you, squeezing you from behind, as if he couldn’t get close enough to you.  He gave you a few kisses behind your ear before he fell back asleep.

Originally posted by daenso


//  Chanyeol

You sat in the living room, half asleep, waiting for him.  He’d promised he would come home early so you two could watch something before bed, but here you were, texting him to remind him to leave the studio.

By the time he got home, it was way too late to start a movie or even watch an episode of a show.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Jagi, it’s just I got so into the music, and got the harmonies just right, and I was on a roll with the lyrics and–”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, let’s just go to bed,” you told him, eyes half open.


Chanyeol felt very guilty since you wasted your evening waiting for him.  You could tell, because instead of just letting you sleep like normal, he sat on the bed, pulled you against his chest, and quietly hummed a song you’d never heard, probably the one he’d been working on for the past seven hours.

His soothing, deep voice combined with your exhaustion put you to sleep.


You didn’t remember falling asleep, but you had forgotten to change into your pajamas and now you felt uncomfortable.

When you lifted your head from the pillow, you were startled when you were engulfed from behind by four long limbs.

Kajima.  Mianhae.” Chanyeol whispered into your ear.  “Don’t go.  I’m sorry.”

“I’m literally coming right back.  I don’t want to sleep in jeans.”

Even after explaining, it took him a moment to release you.  And as soon as you were back on the bed, he had you in a tight hold with his arms and legs that couldn’t possibly be comfortable for him.

“Chan, don’t worry, I’m not upset.”

Chanyeol let out a sigh of relief and adjusted so you were both more comfortable.

Originally posted by exofetish


//  Kyungsoo

You came home to find the house smelling like your favorite food.  You went into the kitchen where Kyungsoo was turning off the stove.

“I didn’t expect you to be home!” you said and kissed his cheek.

He explained that he was ready to go earlier, but his schedule got all mixed up and his appointments would all be delayed to tomorrow and later in the week.

“So, I decided to take my frustration out on this,” he said with a small smile, and you smiled back.


The meal was delicious, and instead of saving some for later, you both ate everything he had made.

“Soo, you’ve given me the itis!” you said holding your tummy.

“The itis?”

“It’s when you get really sleepy after a big meal,” you explained with a yawn.

Kyungsoo nodded and led you to the bedroom.  You both quickly changed into pajamas and climbed into bed, Kyungsoo opening his arms to invite you to lie on his chest.


In the middle of the night, you realized with a jolt that you’d forgotten to do something.  You tried to get up without waking Kyungsoo, but he reached for your hand and put it back over his heart.

“We forgot to set an alarm,” you whispered.

He gave you a sleepy nod and you got your phone.  He told you what time his first appointment was and you set an alarm early enough for him to have enough time to get ready, have breakfast, and cuddle some more, if he wanted.

You set the phone on the dresser so you’d have to get out of bed to turn it off and walked back to the bed.  As soon as you sat back down, Kyungsoo pulled you back against his chest, rubbed your back, and kissed your forehead.

Originally posted by blissful-reveries


//  Jongin

You and Jongin walked into the house feeling exhausted after the multiple adrenaline rushes you had while playing with the dogs at the animal shelter.

He flopped down on the couch and let you shower first.  While he was in the shower, you made ramyeon for both of you and you ate it together.

Jongin looked at the clock.  It was 10PM.  “…Want to just go to bed?”


The two of you sat holding your phones, going through each other’s photos of the dogs, comparing to find the best shots of each one.  He giggled nonstop at all the funny poses and faces that you two had captured.  At some point, Jongin had put his arm around you and left it there.

When your yawns became more frequent, you turned off the lamp.  “Let’s sleep.”  He put his other arm around you and pulled you backward onto the pillows.  You fell asleep in his gentle embrace.


Sometime around 4AM, you had a craving for something salty, and figured you could leave the bed without stirring Jongin.  You were right, and tiptoed to the kitchen.

But when you came back, he immediately said, startling you, “Come back!”

“I just went to get a snack.”

“…Did you get me any?”

You shared your bag of crackers with him, feeding yourself one, then feeding him one until they were all gone.

Jongin pulled you back down against him, kissed you, and patted your back until he fell back asleep.

Originally posted by oh-prankster


//  Sehun

You found Sehun in the bathroom, clothes soaked through as he bathed Vivi in the tub.

“Do you need help?” you asked with a laugh.

“No, he’s clean now…” Sehun sighed.  “I don’t know what’s got him so bothered… it’s been a long day.”

“Yeah, it has.  Come to bed when you’re done.”


You were half asleep when you heard Sehun open the bedroom door, shuffle out of his wet clothes, and climb into bed.  He reached over you and pulled himself closer to you, causing you to wake up a bit.  You leaned into his embrace and rested your head against his.


Several hours later, you woke up with his arm still over you, and you tried to move without disturbing him, but he clutched your side when he felt you rolling away.

“Nooo,” he groaned.

“I’m just going to the bathroom.”

“Can you take Vivi outside too then?”

You hadn’t planned on it, but you said, “Fine.”

“And make sure he stays away from the mud.”

You sighed.  “Of course.”

“Thank you, Jagi~ ♡“ he said, kissing your cheek before you left the room.

Originally posted by sehuntiago

Worry

Pairing: Bucky x Reader x Steve
Words:  981

This is just a little one shot I thought of randomly. It’s polyamorous…again (I have problems). 

A/N: If you want to be tagged in anything, let me know.



          You were pacing the floor of the floor of Stark Tower where your room was. You kept checking your phone for the time, texts, or calls. But the time was creeping and you still hadn’t heard a thing about the mission.

           Dating Steve Rogers, Captain America, had proven to be one of the most rewarding and terrifying relationships of your entire life. Also dating Bucky Barns, the Winter Soldier, had doubled the worry you faced when the Avengers went out on a mission.

           The guys were best friends. You had never imagined having two boyfriends. You had never imagined they would actually share. And you would have never imagined that they hadn’t once had an argument over the odd relationship the three of you were in.

           When your cell phone finally vibrated, you looked down to see that it was Natasha calling, not one of the boys.

           “Nat, are they okay?” you asked, panicking.

           “They’re going to be just fine,” she said, “They’re heros and you know how they get. They want to save everyone and save each other.”

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You okay?

 Plot: Justin’s not feeling well.

The sound of the door being unlocked and opened, made Y/n look up from her phone. She instantly knew it was Justin, but she was surprised to see him home so early.

It was only 8:27p.m, he texted her he won’t be home till, at least eleven, few hours ago, but now he’s here, standing at the entrance of the living room.

Y/n’s face lightened up at the sight of her boyfriend, but that quickly fade away. Justin was leaning onto door, his head in his hands.

Y/n quickly stood up and approached him. “Are you okay?” she asked worriedly. But she knew the answer even before she asked the question.

Justin didn’t even move, his breathing was deep and slow. “Do you want me to bring some water? Some medicine? Or do you wanna go catch some fresh air?”

At her last question he slowly nodded into his palms, and Y/n grabbed his hand and slowly walked out of their home.

They sat down on the porch, Justin placing his head onto Y/n’s shoulder. Y/n took his hands into her lap, gently moving the tips of her hands over his.

She moved her head to touch his and whispered. “Feeling better?”

Justin took few more deep breaths, he whispered nodding. “Thank you.”

The night was beautiful, everything was so peaceful, but even the sound of night crickets didn’t ruin the night. Moon was hiding behind a cloud, stars were up high, and the air was fresh and a little bit chilly.

Y/n could feel chills all over her body, turns out it’s not a smart idea to be out in just a tiny shirt.

“You’re shaking, let’s get you inside, before you catch a cold because of me.” Justin said, removing his head from her shoulder.

“No, we should better stay out since you’re not feeling well.” Justin got up, still holding her hands, slowly pulling her up. Once she finally stood up he pulled her into a proper hug.

“I am fine.” He mumbled into her ear. He separated them, only to connect their lips for a quick kiss.

Justin placed his hand on Y/n’s lower back, and they walked into their living room, sitting down on a couch, still holding each other.

Y/n placed her head on his chest, deeply breathing his smell in. “So stressful day?” Y/n finally asked after the silence became unbearable.

“More painful, than stressful.” Justin simply said, placing his chin on her head, smelling her hear.

“Why didn’t you come home earlier, then?”

“At first, it was just a simple stomach ache, and I thought it was, maybe because I didn’t eat. But then after I ate, it was still there and I just couldn’t concentrate but I was still trying my best, but in the end Scooter almost threw me out of the studio, so I would go home.” Y/n chuckled.

Typical Justin, always pushing his boundary, no matter what kind of pain or struggle he is dealing with.

“You know I love you, but sometimes, you shouldn’t be such a stubborn. Trust me, Beliebers will understand if you don’t publish new song every three months. Goddamn, their waited three years for Purpose, they can wait few week for new song. They are loyal.”

Justin took a deep breath. “I know they are loyal, and that’s the reason I want to give them something in return. I want them to know I am thankful.”

Y/n moved her head from his chest, looking into his eyes. “They are thankful to have an idol like you are, trust me, I know. I was and still am a Belieber.”

Justin smiled and kissed her. “When I thought I couldn’t love you more.”

Y/n smiled. “Face it Bieber, you can’t live without me.”

Justin smiled and nod. But his happy expression suddenly turned into a painful one. Y/n moved herself from his, giving him space. “You okay?”

Justin closed his eyes and nod. “Yeah, yeah everything’s fine, I just felt a sharp pain, that’s all.”

“Do you wanna go to the doctors? Maybe you caught some virus or something.”

Justin opened his eyes and looked at his worried girlfriend. He smiled and pulled her closer. “I am fine, baby, just having you in my arms in enough to cure anything.”

Y/n chuckled and mumbled into his neck. “Cheesy.”

Two hours later they were still in each other arms, watching a movie. Well, Y/n was watching a movie, Justin fell asleep during the first five minute of the movie.

She couldn’t blame him, he was working so hard, always putting everyone else before than himself.

The movie ended and she slowly removed herself from his, trying not to wake him up. He shifted a little bit and mumbled something under his breath.

Y/n went into one of their guest’s room and took a blanket. She placed the blanked over him and walked over to the bathroom.

She was just washing her hands when Justin stormed into the bathroom, hovering over the toilet. He was throwing up and Y/n run over to him, placing her hand on his back, moving it up and down.

Once he stopped throwing up, he placed his head on the cold toilet and she rushed to the sink and wet one towel, placing it on his back, neck and eventually his face.

Once he took the towel into his hands and pressed it onto his face, she got up and run into kitchen, bringing him some water.

When she came back, he was once again throwing up she rushed over to him. She rubbed his back, whispering it will be okay.

Once he stopped, she gave him water. “Take a shower, you’re all sweaty, and then we are going to hospital.” She whipped the tears that were on his face.

Justin looked at her, his eyes was so tired, and he looked like he left his soul in that toilet. “I am fine, we don’t need any doctors. I threw everything out and I will be fine now.”

She didn’t agree with his decision, but she knew fighting would be pointless, he would have it his way. “Do you want me to stay here while you shower?”

Justin gave her a weak smile. “If you like watching, but you can also join me.”

Y/n sighed. “Damn right you’re fine if you can be cheesy after that.”

She brought him some fresh clothes, even though she knew he would still sleep nude. She went into their bedroom and removed her clothes and put on one of his long sleeved shirts.

She placed herself under the comfy cover and waited for Justin to come out of the shower. Few minutes later he walked into the room, and as she predicted, he was carrying the clothes she brought him in his hands.

He walked to the other side of the bed, looking way better. He moved himself over to Y/n, so he could hug her. He placed his hand around her waist pulling her closer, and then moving his hand to her ass.

She kissed his neck and said quick “Goodnight” before she fell asleep.

What felt like seconds later, was actually hour and a half later. Justin was shaking her and she immediately got up not even opening her eyes, she asked. “What? You feeling sick again?”

Justin didn’t even get to nod when he stormed out of the bed, running into bathroom to throw up once again, even though Y/n was pretty sure, he had nothing more to throw up.

She rushed after him, once again, wetting the towels and giving him water. Once he stopped throwing up, she helped him get up and brought him back to their room.

She took the clothes she gave him before and he put the on, she changed too.

Soon enough she grabbed his keys and they were on their way to the hospital.


Part Two


I got two similar request about Justin having a strong migrane and stomach ache, so i kind combined them. 

Best Friends and Boyfriends(John Laurens x Reader/Platonic!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Originally posted by miranda-groff-diggs

Requested by: This was actually made up of two separate requests, that were fairly similar so I decided to combine them. The first one was by Anonymous who wanted either a Hamilsquad or John Laurens x Reader, so I did both. The other was a Hamilsquad x Reader, but unfortunately I lost the username of the requester. I am so sorry, but I hope that you see it.

Summary: When your dreams of becoming a journalist are almost in your reach, you push yourself to the limit; you even go as far as to neglecting your boyfriend and best friends. How can you overcome the pressure?

Warnings: There is some mention to being overstressed and anxious, but it’s not terrible.

Time Period: Modern

Words: 3000 (I may have gotten carried away, but that’s alright.)

A/N: Hello everyone! I have finally finished this and I’m ready to post. I really enjoyed writing this one, because it made me think outside of Alexander x Reader pairing. Let me know what you thought, it’s always appreciated. I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day!

Becoming a hard-hitting journalist had been your dream for as long as you could remember. You were always writing everything down, and when you reached high school, you worked your ass off to get into a great college.

Once you were accepted into college, you worked even harder to make sure you got top grades. Fortunately, all of your work paid off, since you ended up graduating near the top of your class. On top of that, you were offered an internship at a large news corporation as soon as you had graduated. Your dreams of becoming a journalist were closer than they had ever been.

Throughout every up and down you had your best friends: Alexander, Hercules, Lafayette, Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy. Not to mention your wonderful boyfriend, John Laurens. Anytime you were doubting yourself, thought you weren’t good enough, or just need support, they were there for you.

Lately, you had been distancing yourself from your friends and boyfriend, but it was not intentional. It was only because the boss you worked for at your internship had finally learned you weren’t an assistant only good for making copies or fetching coffee. She had started to hand you small, insignificant writing assignments, but you were honored nonetheless.

“(y/n)?” John asked, knocking lightly on your closed office door.

For a few moments you didn’t respond, but he finally heard a faint, “Come in.”

Once John stepped in, he looked around at the mess that was your office. Papers were littered everywhere, the bed was unmade, and bottles of water and cups of coffee were scattered throughout the room. His eyes finally landed on you figure, sitting down, hair in a messy bun, and bags beginning to form underneath your eyes.

“Angelica just texted me and asked if we wanted to head over to her apartment and hang out for a bit with the rest of squad. (does that sound stupid?) Do you want to go?” John asked you.

“Ummm…” you started as you looked into his eyes. Then, all of the sudden, you turned back to your laptop and furiously began typing again as inspiration struck. “I really can’t.” you admitted, hurriedly, so you would not lose your idea.

“I understand that your work is important, (y/n), but you need to take a break. You have been overworking yourself for the past month and in that entire time frame you haven’t seen any of your friends.” John explained, although he still couldn’t get you attention.

“(y/n)!” he finally said, forcefully, though not in a dominating way.

You spun around in your chair and faced him. It had been a few days since you held an actually conversation with John, and you felt terrible. You could see how it was affecting him. After having an internal battle, you half-willing closed your laptop and gave him a small smile.

“I’d love to go.” you told him, lying through your teeth. It was true you wanted to see your friends, but not at that moment. You had deadlines to meet, you had to send have a copy of the aricle you were wrting on your boss’s desk by nine AM the next morning.

John looked at you relived, and told you to get cleaned up. After washing and styling your hair, applying some makeup, and putting on fresh clothes, you walked hand in hand the short journey to Angelica’s house.


As soon as you arrived, you noticed you and John were the last to make it. Not even bothering to knock (that’s how close you all were), you walked inside and grinned at everyone’s shocked, but excited, expressions. It had been so long since you had seen them, and it was a relief.

“(y/n)!” you heard Peggy shout, and stumbled a few steps back as she ran towards you and hugged you.

“So you’re still alive after all this time.” Alexander joked, making the others laugh.

“Like your one to talk Hamilton. How many times has Eliza had to remind you to take a shower?” you shot back at him,

Your comment was met by a chorus of “ohhhs.” Sitting down, you realized how much you had missed spending time with your friends. For about an hour and a half you were able to forget about your stressful job

The night had turned into a pizza and movie night, so everyone was starting intently at the TV screen. About halfway through the movie, you felt your phone vibrate. Against your better judgement, you picked it up and saw an email from your boss.

Quickly opening the email, you tried to answer back as quietly as possible, but out of the corner of your eyes, you saw John looking at you worriedly. Within a minute, the email had been sent and you dropped your phone on the floor, seeing John’s satisfied gaze.

It wasn’t until the second movie had started that you felt the virbration of your phone again. Glancing down at the screen, your eyes widened as you saw that your boss was calling you. Excusing yourself, you went into the kitchen and tried to calm down the women you worked for.

Now, everybody’s attention was on you, and when you didn’t come out of the kitchen, they turned to your boyfriend for answers.

“I’m sure it’s just a small issue at work that (y/n) will be able to solve very quickly.” he offered, but nobody looked convinced.

Ten minutes later you walked back to the group, looking upset. You began to gather your things and ingnored the looks of shock and hurt you were met with.

“I’m really sorry, but I have to go home. My boss didn’t like somebody’s article so now I have to go home and rewrite it for tomorrow morning, ontop of my other article.” you apologized. “Thanks for inviting me over Angelica. I’ll see you guys soon.” you promised and headed back to your apartment.

“Did she really just leave?” Lafayette asked, shocked.

“I think she did.” Eliza grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest

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The Escort- Epilogue

Grad School AU! You are a grad student, one year away from completing your Master’s degree. Despite your successful life, your family won’t let go of the fact that you are single. It makes your yearly family vacation a living hell. On a whim, you call the number you find on an ad for an escort to events, and you meet Dean. He’s gorgeous, charming, and perfect to help get your family off your back. What more could you ask for?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

Word Count: 800ish

Warnings: None :)

A/N: This is the epilogue, here by popular demand after I ended the series. I keep saying this, but I don’t mind repeating myself: THANK YOU. This story will forever have a special place in my heart because of the love you all have shown. I truly appreciate everyone who took the time to like, reblog, and send me a message. You’ve created something awesome, and I am grateful.

Dean looked perfect in his tuxedo. You hadn’t been able to take your eyes off of him since you walked down the aisle. It hugged his broad shoulders and sculpted waist perfectly, and you couldn’t wait to kiss him, to feel the layer of stubble he had grown against your own skin. You were doing your best to pay attention to the ceremony, but you couldn’t get your mind to focus.

Until the vows.

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Weakness

Originally posted by effindivergenteric

Prompt 7: Eric Coulter

“You know they’re gonna use things you love against you.”

notes: 

Y/N- your name

h/c- hair color

Tagging- @wynterrobin (bit different from what I usually write, but I still hope you like it!)

Honestly, I have no idea where this went but I hope you like it.


He watched her take down an initiate without mercy, while she grinned widely at her victory. “You cannot expect brute strength to always be your ally. They bigger they are the harder they fall.” She reached a hand down to the stout initiate smiling at him. “No hard feelings?”

“What’s the point of knocking him on his ass, then asking no hard feelings,” He called, stalking toward the group, grinning internally at the fear across multiple faces. “Don’t tell me you feel bad?”

Eric felt his chest constrict while she stared up at him, no traces of fear on her face. She smiled at him, before turning back to the initiate helping him up. “No, I don’t feel bad. It happens in training. Four, you ready?”

He watched his enemy nod, before he turned back to her. She stepped back to the center of the mat. “Coulter, if you’re not going to help, get off the mat.”

He raised an eyebrow at her, “I’m starting to want you to make me Y/N.”

“I don’t wanna embarrass you Coulter. After all, I was only a point behind you,” She smirked, gesturing for him to move.

“A point which means you still don’t measure up to me. Are you sure you should be teaching this class,” Eric crossed his arms, trying to undermine her.

She still held that smirk on her face and she showed no sign of anger. “The only reason your questioning my authority Coulter, is because you don’t like the way I’m doing things. You think I’m being too soft. You want to fight, but I’m not going to sink down to that. Now get off the mat.”

He held her gaze, while the initiates shuffled nervously.

Eric grinned, before stepping to the side of the mat. One thing he loved more than anything was to try and ruffle her feathers, but he could never seem to get her angry enough. She brushed aside his comments and harsh demeanor never sinking down to yell or argue with him.

“Y/N you take the six and I’ll take the other six,” Four pushed past Eric roughly taking the fearful initiates. Eric sent a glare towards Four, before turning back to the girl who was already beginning her own lesson.  

“Alright, get into pairs of two,” She commanded, while the initiates scrambled to get together.


“Shower up, eat and get some rest. I’ll see you all tomorrow,” She called to them while Eric came up behind her wrapping his arms around her. “Must you always be an ass.”

She elbowed him off of her, before walking over to the mat. “You’re not upset at me Y/N.”

“Of course not. I mean why would someone I love keep telling me that I don’t measure up to him. That requires no anger at all,” She sighed, before unwrapping her fists. “I don’t want to deal with this right now. I’ll see you later.” She tucked her hair behind her ear, leaving the training room. Eric rolled his eyes before stalking towards the dining area. He followed behind her seeing her meet up with her friends.

Eric knew better than to get angry when the man beside her threw his arm around her shoulders. He knew that she belonged to him and the man beside her was no competition to him. Mild irritation had him clenching his fists as he followed them. She sat beside the man, shoving his arm off of her with a smile.

“Why don’t you just tell everyone that she’s yours? Ashamed,” Eric heard Max’s voice ask. He glanced at the dauntless leader.

“What is between us stays between us,” His gruff voice, held irritation as he watched the man beside Y/N brush his hand against her side making her laugh. He gazed at her, everything about her he loved in his own way. He would never be ashamed of her, no matter how stubborn and hard headed she was.

“You were never a private person Eric,” Max teased him, while a grin made it’s way onto Eric’s face. “I’m sure many women can testify to that.”

Eric glanced at the women that he had slept with, before he turned his gaze back to the one who captured his cold heart in her warm hands. While he gazed at her, she turned glancing up at him, giving him a breathtaking smile. She stood up, shoving what was left of the food on her tray towards the man beside her. “Duty calls.” He sent a smirk towards Max, leaving him along with the other leaders.


He leaned against the door, watching her ignore him, as she brushed her h/c hair. “I’m not going to apologize.” She continued to ignore him, brushing the tangles. He rolled his eyes, moving towards her wrapping his arms around her. “Do you remember when I told you, that you were my weakness but I loved you anyway.” She stiffened slightly, before her body relaxed against his. She turned around, her hands stroking his cheeks. She stared into his eyes, nodding. “What did you say to me?”

“You know they’re gonna use things you love against you.” Her quiet voice reached his ears. “If they find out.” He pulled her impossibly closer to him, so much so that he could see the different colors in her curious eyes.

“I want people to know you’re mine,” Eric rested his forehead against her’s. He grinned while her eyes flashed dangerously. “And how I’m yours.”

“So you would allow yourself to be with someone who doesn’t measure up to you,” She hissed, stepping away from him going back to brushing her hair. “Do you honestly think that after that, I’d allow myself to be claimed as a possession.”

Eric groaned, slamming his hand on the door beside him. He was back to square one, she set the brush down. “You’re so damn..” Eric hissed back stopping himself.

“Say it…” She glared at him, before she stepped around him. “I’m going back to my room.”

He clenched his jaw, watching her walk towards the door. “You’re forgetting your knife that you sleep with when you’re alone.” She paused, before turning around to face him.

“How did?” He watched her stutter slightly.

“There’s always a knife on your side of the bed. When I work late and you stay over, you always have the same knife clutched in your palm, but when you hear me you put it off to the side.” Eric replied, moving toward her.  

“How long have you known that I did that,” She whispered, while he sat on the chair beside where she was standing.

“Since the second night you stayed here,” He watched her, as she paced. “I’m guessing it’s a fear of yours to be attacked while your sleeping.”

She laughed, avoiding his eyes. “Both a fear and a reality, I suppose. I didn’t think you caught on.”

“Of course I did. Hell I thought you were going to attack me while we slept,” Eric yawned holding his hand out to her. “Why don’t you have it while I’m with you?”

She took his hand, allowing herself to be pulled onto him. “Because I don’t need it and you didn’t need extra cuts on your body.” She leaned her head against her shoulder. “You’re not the only one who feels vulnerable Eric.” He held her closer kissing the side of her head.

She moved so she was straddling his lap, he grinned at her while he pulled her flush against him. “You’re mine, so don’t pretend you don’t like it when I tell you that,” Eric pressed his lips against her’s in a searing kiss. “I want everyone to know.”

7 Days of Heaven (Day 2 – Mark)

**GIF NOT MINE

Teaser 1 Teaser 2  Prologue Day 1-JaebumDay 3-Jinyoung Day 4-Jackson  Day 5-Youngjae  Day 6-Bambam  Day 7-Yugyeom

Characters:  Mark Tuan (GOT7) X You (OC/Reader) X GOT7 Members

Genre:  Smut

Warning/s:  Pierced!Mark (ASKDLHGDLKJ NEED I SAY MORE) 

Words:  4,024 words (IT HAD GOTTEN TOO LONG SORRY HAHAHA I AM SO BIASED)

A/N:  Day 2 of the sinful trip to heaven enjooooooooy!!!  

Also, shoutout to my bestie @kpopandfitness for helping me in writing this fic hahaha!!  I love you!


“How about Mark?  What do you think about him, _______?”  Jaebum leaned his chin against his palms.  You lay back on Mark’s lap and stared at him for a few seconds.  Mark looked at Jaebum and Jinyoung, worried that you might have recognized him already.

“Mark Tuan?  The silent one?  Ohhhh he had those tongue piercings recently, right?”  You tapped Mark’s nose and he sighed in relief.

“Yes, do you like that on him, hmm?”  Mark asks you before brushing his fingers against your face.

“Of course… who wouldn’t?  I would love to feel those piercings against my lips…”  You grabbed Mark’s hand and brush it over your lips by instinct and Mark swallowed.

“Which lips, _____?  The upper…”  He pinches your lips before licking his own.

“Or… Lower?”


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Heated Forgiveness

Alexander Hamilton x Reader

My first time writing about Alexander. Though, it’s pretty much Lin with a different name, oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Summary: A year and a half after the Reynolds Pamphlet you find yourself missing your husband despite your better judgement, this is what happens. 
(Can you tell I SUCK at summaries?)

Warnings: Language, and sex. Whoops. This also isn’t proofread, so careful I guess.


It was coming up on a year and a half. A year since your sister stormed into your house claiming she was going to kill your husband for what he had done. 

“Y/N where is he? I’m going to wring his neck.”

“Woah! What’s wrong? I know Alex is a handful but he couldn’t have done something to warrant you committing murder.” Your sister looked at you in confusion, which soon morphed into an almost piteous look.

“Oh my God, Y/N. You haven’t seen it then?”

“What? What haven’t I seen?”

The rest of that day was filled with a lot of tears. Your sister allowed you to read the now infamous ‘Reynolds Pamphlet’ in which your husband described to the general public his lengthly affair with a woman named Maria Reynolds. She left shortly before Alexander returned home, and apology already on his tongue. He pled for your understanding, he loved you, he made a mistake but he needed to tell his side of the story, they believed him to be embezzling. 

“I’m sorry I had to tell everyone but what could I do? My career is on the line.” 

You shut him out after that, your public humiliation was okay to him as long as his political career could remain intact. His apologizes didn’t even reach the fact that he had an affair until a few months later.

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This and all my love

Summary: you are deeply in love with bucky but some persons are jealous and don’t want you to be happy

Pairing: bucky x reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, fluff, fluff, asshole Natasha

Word count: 3838 !!!!!

Requested by : @melconnor2007



You woke up to sunshine filling your room and soft snores next to you.

You tried to fully wake up and glanced around the room. The windows were open, he must have opened them when he came into bed to you. You didn’t mind though, knowing he could sleep better with open windows.

You turned your head to his side of the bed and there he was your boyfriend, bucky. His arm was lazily wrapped around your waist and his face hidden in your neck. The whole picture, let alone the thought of him sleeping next to you made you smile.

Its been all new and totally great. Only a few people knew about the two of you, the others were on a mission with no chance to communicate. It made you a little sad that you couldn’t tell them ,when all you wanted to do was scream it on top of your lungs while walking through the streets.

You still couldn’t believe how it happened. You closed your eyes thinking back to the day, two month ago, on which Bucky made the first step into a better future for both of you.

It was completely startling and you were concerned when he stalked into the room, with a clear aim. He looked confident, even though he told you, a few days later, his heart dropped to his stomach.

He approached you with fast steps and without any warning he brought his metal hand to your neck waiting for any sign of fear, but there wasn’t any. And then he dipped down to your small form and pulled you closer and up to him.

He just kissed you.

His lips melted into yours in a deep passionate kiss his left hand still resting on your neck as he put his knee up on the couch, which brought him closer to you and made you lean back onto the cushion on your elbows.

He brought his other hand to your waist massaging small circles into it as his mouth worked in perfect sync with yours. The kiss was deep and passionate but became softer and softer till he slowly pulled back with his eyes still closed, he brought the hand that was on your waist up to your cheek and finally looked at you with those beautiful eyes.

The two of you shared a moment just staring at each other before he picked you up bridal style and whispered into your neck “this is what I got (y/n), this and all my love” he stated softly.

You wrapped your arms around him “this and all my love” you answered as you gave him another deep kiss. 


You smiled to yourself, the thought always making the butterflies in your stomach go crazy, just as every other thing bucky did.

You suddenly felt soft fingers stroking your cheek like feathers and in that moment you realized the warm breath that used to tickle your neck only moments ago was gone.

Bucky was awake.

His hand cupped your cheek softly and his thumb ran over your cheekbone before you felt a loving yet passionate kiss on your lips and immediately kissed him back.

He pulled away and as you opened your eyes his shiny blue ones were already gazing at you. You smiled at him softly, resting one hand on his chest which hovered slightly above you since he was propped up on an elbow and his other hand was still on your cheek, making him lean over you.



“What were you smiling about love?” He asked softly his thumb beginning to stroke your cheekbone again.

“You and all your love” you replied and closed your eyes again.

He knew exactly what you meant, he thought back to that day too every so often. He smiled to himself and them captured your lips in another warm kiss.

He felt like now was the right time to tell you the three words. He told you he admired you and he adored you.

He knew very well that he was deeply and hopelessly absolutely head over heals in love with you and you knew it too, because you felt the same for him.

He wanted to say the words so he opened his mouth “I… Think we are going to be late if we keep this up.”

You chuckled and excused yourself to the bathroom closing the door after blowing him a kiss.

He fell down onto his back and his hands covered his face. He was such a stupid idiot. His damn mind. He wanted to say the words, he meant them he was sure but then. His brain filled his thoughts with so many worst case scenarios of him scaring you of, or you not feeling the same way that he just couldn’t do it. He loved you too much to loose you.

He scolded himself for being so insecure, for just letting all the doubts take over and not being able to control himself. He was so happy when he gathered all the strengths and braveness to kiss you for the first time and now he was to shy to say three words. He couldn’t believe it.

He pushed the thought into the back of his mind, wanting the day to be a good one, he made his way into the bathroom to join your shower. 

Both of you sat at the kitchen table surrounded by Steve, tony, Wanda and t'challa. Everyone else was still on their mission but everyone was used to not having all people and friends around.

You sat on Bucky’s lap, since he refused to let you sit so far away from him on the last available chair, four spots away from him. But it was of course only an excuse to have you near him, because the two of you did this every morning no matter how many chairs were available.

You talked to Steve as you absently shoved a spoon full of cereal into Bucky’s mouth every now and then. You could feel him peppering kisses all over you neck but you didn’t mind at all. So did the others. At the beginning they didn’t like it at all finding it annoying and not acceptable while they were eating but they eventually got used to it and even found it really adorable to see the both of you so deeply in love.

You finished breakfast and then your paths parted sadly both of you having different plans of the day. Bucky didn’t want to go and leave you alone but you told him to go and introduce the new agents since everything you would have to do was go over some files.

You said your goodbyes with several kisses. “And you text me whenever you need anything or something isn’t alright and I’ll be up here in three seconds.” He said and kissed you.

You laughed at him knowing very well that he was serious, he’d probably bring thirty different sorts of ice cream, a million plush teddys and five hundred roses along. But you loved him for being like that. A romantic.

You finally got him to leave as you pushed him into the elevator with a laugh. And there he wanted to say the words again, but he couldn’t, disappointed in himself he rode down all the way to the entrance. 

You made your way to the common room just as you saw the jet landing. You were excited and ran out to the others hugging them tight. You immediately dragged Natasha inside and onto the couch telling her about your new boyfriend.

She smiled at you, however the smile faded as you told her who it was, and so did yours at the sight of her. “What?” You asked in fear.

“You can’t be together with bucky.”

“Why not?!” You started to become angry at her, she didn’t have any right to rule over your life.

“Do you not know who he is ?”

“Natasha, He is not the winter soldier, he is bucky. He is a sweet lovely and caring guy and you don’t know anything.” You snapped at her angrily.

“He is a monster” she replied and that’s when she stepped over the line, you were about to explode you shot up from your spot on the couch about to hit her in the face “how dare you talk about him like that.”

She grabbed your hand  mid-air as it was only inches from your face and talked to you again “listen up (y/n) you keep the relationship with him up you are gonna pay for it. You’ll be sorry” she stated coldly and you looked at her with wide eyes and in shock, yanking your hand out of her grip and rushed down the hall and into your room.

You locked the door and slid down at it, only now progressing what happened. You started to cry with your palms pressed to your forehead in distraught. Your crying was quiet, no one knew what was happening on your side of the door and you were thankful for that.

You didn’t know what to do.

This whole situation overwhelmed you and you pushed yourself from the ground walking over to your closet. You packed your bag, took everything you could get in there with you and whipped your tears away. You made your decision. You were leaving.

Mostly to get a clear head but also because you wanted to protect bucky, you knew what Natasha was capable of and you just knew bucky would have a better life without you here. 




Bucky stepped out of the elevator three hours later, his muscles already feeling sore from his exhausting day. He walked into the common room and frowned as he saw your files laying on the glass table in exact the same position they laid in when he left you.

No one was there except for Steve who was reading a magazine “Steve have you seen (y/n)” he asked with a frown making Steve look up to him.

“Oh hey buck, its nice to see you too, yeah my day was good pretty relaxed how was yours ?” He answered with a sigh.

“Steve” bucky warned.

Steve shot him a glare “no I haven’t” he looked back down onto his magazine and in that moment bucky knew something was wrong.

“Thanks” he muttered as he pulled his phone out of his pocked hoping you left him a text or something but there was nothing. He headed of to your bedroom.

As soon as he opened the door his heart stopped. All your drawers and the doors of your closet were left open and all your clothes were gone. He supported himself at the chair next to your table as he looked around the room for any sign of hint to where you went but he found nothing.

His breathing hitched and he had a hard time with getting air into his lungs as he saw his whole life shattering apart into tiny little pieces that no one else except you could bring together again. He sat down on the chair feeling dizzy and a wave of sickness hit him. He started to cry into his palms. The tears streaming down his face softly.

“Friday would you tell Steve to come over immediately.” He asked the devise with a hiccup in between and only seconds later Steve came rushing into your room seeing bucky crying.

He rushed over to him and rested a comforting hand on his  shoulder.

“I lost her Steve, I lost the only good thing in my life.” He sobbed softly. “She left and that’s all my fault. I wanted to tell her I love her but I didn’t and now she’s gone.”

Steve ran his his hand up and down Bucky’s arm. It broke his heart to see his best friend like this, so far away from himself, only a shadow of him. In that moment he knew you weren’t  a part of his life, you didn’t have a special place in his life. No you were his whole life. And he knew bucky couldn’t live without you anymore and that thought ripped his heart even more. And in that second Steve swore himself he would find her. 




You called peter shortly after you left the tower. You were glad no one noticed you leaving and decided to stay with a friend for a while. Peter was your first option he was like your little brother, one of the few best friends you had and of course he immediately said yes.

The place he lived at was an advance too they wouldn’t bother to look for you in queens that fast and you knew they definitely would look.

Peter opened the door for you after you knocked. He hugged you tightly , may coming after him and surrounding you in an embrace as well. Peter brought your bags to the guest room they had. It was little but everything you needed and you thanked them, walking of to go to sleep hoping they didn’t hear your sobs, as you tried but failed to doze off. 

Steve walked down to the gym sadly in search for Sam, he spotted him at a punching bag in surprise that he still had so much power after such a long mission, but he didn’t question him. 

“Hey Sam” he started and Sam turned with an exhausted expression

“what’s up cap”

“I need your help” Sam frowned and removed his boxing gloves as he moved to sit besides Steve “what’s wrong”

“remember when we searched Bucky ?”

“Well of course, that were some interesting two years” Sam chuckled

“I need you to help me find (y/n)” Steve still looked to the ground with a frown

“what’s with her ?”

“She just left and no one knows where she is” he uttered.

“I think you should look up the places of all her friend first meanwhile I check up on security cams” he stood up and made his way to he door, not even thinking twice about helping Steve , and of course also bucky.

Steve smiled and went into the jet only to receive a text message shortly after , it was Sam telling him that you were seen in Queens, a security camera filmed you.

Steve sighed in relief, glad it wouldn’t take them too long to find you and made his way to the one boy he knew wouldn’t expect him , but he had no other choice. He wanted to get to you as fast as possible and bring you to bucky who didn’t even know what Steve was doing right now.

He cursed himself for not telling him, he was probably already on the other end of the world in search for you. Steve just hoped everything could get back to normal. 


There was a knock on the door some whispers and then you heard Steve talking to you through the door. Of course. Who else ? “(Y/n) ?“ 

You debated if you should just stay quiet and hope  he’d go away. He wouldn’t though since he knew you were in there. 

You stood up from the bed in the middle of the room and unlocked the door sitting back down with your head hanging low.

As soon as he heard the click Steve opened the door cautiously and stepped in, seeing you all shattered, a shadow of yourself just like bucky.

And that’s when he saw what true love meant. He saw what it meant to have a soulmate. He saw that whatever happened neither of you could live without the other one. It was in that moment when he understood the true meaning of love and the magic behind it. All its ups and downs, pros and cons, everything.

And he felt his own heart giving out at the sight of you, you were like a flower which could only life when it was with bucky, and so was he, and right now both of you were dying. 

Steve sat down next to you the side of your thighs and knees in touch. A moment of silence followed and Steve watched your hands fiddling with one another. He took one hand into both of  his and squeezed it softly. “What’s wrong peanut”

Usually you’d giggle at the nickname but you didn’t, you just shrugged your shoulders and kept staring down to the ground a tear slipping from your eye.

You tried to hold it back but it was to strong and now, now you gave up. You let the tears role down your checks in silence, sniffles echoing through the room.

Steve tugged at your shoulders and brought you into a tight hug. You appreciated it wrapping your arms around his waist tightly and crying into his shoulder. He stroked your hair as he spoke in a soft whisper. “Why did you leave sweety?” He asked, his words low but you heard them clear.

You sniffled one last time and hugged him tighter before completely pulling back and looking at him with your read puffy eyes. You used your palm to whipe away the tears and told him what happened between you and Natasha “she threatened me, Steve, she told me I’ll pay for it if I keep the relationship up” you said while you were crying.

was shocked. Surprised. Angry. All at once. He couldn’t believe a word of what you were saying but your tears told him that you spoke the truth. He held back his anger and surrounded you in a tight hug again. “Wanna come back home with me?”

You nodded against his chest and he pulled you up with him still in the hug as he picked up your bag and walked out of the room with your arms wrapped around his torso and your head on his shoulder. You sayd your goodbye to may and Peter and made your way to the jet as Steve flew you back home.

You thought about everything that happened in the last few hours and you just couldn’t help but think about bucky. “How has Bucky been.”

Steve looked over his shoulder to you sadly only speaking moments later. “Not good” he stated “he needs you (y/n) I’ve never seen him like this. You are his everything and it broke his heart when he  saw you left. ”

the tears started falling once again and you felt so bad for him “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ 

“Its okay (y/n) everything will turn out good” he reassured.

And for the first time since hours you were finally able to smile again, it was only a small smile but Steve saw it and he knew everything would be good.




The jet landed and Steve lead you into the elevator his hand on the small of your back as a sign that he was there whenever you needed him. The elevator rode down and you couldn’t help but feel nervous and once again bad. You hoped bucky would forgive you for what happened.

The doors opened and both, you and Steve, stepped out of the elevator. The first thing you saw was Bucky sitting on the large couch next to the table with your files with his head in his hands. He sat in front of his phone waiting for a call, a text , any sign of you completely distraught. 

You stood right next to the elevator, not sure what you should do. “Buck” Steve called out his hand still on your back.

His head snapped up and he saw you, his eyes looking directly into yours. He had tears in his eyes just as you did. You were afraid. He just sat there doing nothing but staring at you.

Then all of a sudden he jumped up from his seat and ran over to you, everything went too fast for you to react. He scooped you up and twirled you around his lips on yours in a soft kiss that told you how much he missed you.

Your hands rested on his shoulders but wandered up to the sides of his face as he stopped twirling and you wrapped your legs around his middle deepening the kiss. You kissed each other in passion it felt like hours went by until he finally pulled away and rested his forehead on yours a tear threatened to fall from his eye.

“I’m so sorry” you whispered. He only held you closer to him, your legs still wrapped around his torso.

Steve stood there, it wasn’t awkward. It wasn’t embarrassing. It was a wonderful moment the two of you shared. He stood there with a smile as he saw both of your worlds coming together to one.

Bucky signaled Steve to give him the  bag and took it walking down the hall, not making any effort of putting you down. Steve stepped into the elevator in search for Natasha, she was in for a real treat. Your arms were wrapped around his neck as you hugged him tightly with tears falling. Only this time they were happy tears.

“We’ve got some unpacking to do doll” he whispered into your ear as he entered your bedroom. But he didn’t put you down. He didn’t go to your closet. Instead he walked to your bed and put you down onto it softly, making it dip down only a little bit. He sat next to you on the edge of the bed as he gazed down to your laying form, your hands on your stomach until  one of them reached up to brush a strand of hair behind Bucky’s ear.

You smiled at him softly when he whipped your tears away. He leaned down to you slowly and brought his left hand up to your cheek as he captured your lips in another sweet kiss. Both of your lips melted together and you enjoyed the moment, not caring about any of Natasha’s words as you finally understood that Bucky was the only person you needed and no matter what happened or who tried to stop you from loving him, you would never.

He was everything you needed and even more and nothing and no one would ever tear you apart again, not now, not in the future , never.

He pulled away slowly, not wanting the kiss to end, in fear you could disappear, in fear this was just a dream. But it wasn’t. You stayed there with him and you would never leave again. Your eyes opened up and you looked into his blue ones as he smiled down at you.

“I love you (y/n)” he finally confessed before bringing your lips into another short kiss, he pulled away and rested his forehead on yours “I love you so goddamn much” your hands running through his hair as you smiled at him sweetly and he continued. “please, don’t ever leave me again.”

“I won’t” you kissed him again. “I love you too, so much" 

“This and  all of my love”

“This and all of my love”





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Darkest Desire ‘The Kitchen’

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

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Chapter 6

(Summary: A difficult day working in the kitchen with a scary encounter with Negan.)


You made sure you were up early today. You didn’t want another morning encounter with Negan. Or did you? No stop thinking that thought right now! You forced yourself to instead think of Eugene and what he was going through right now. Just because you were finding Negan attractive didn’t mean you could act on it. Not after what he has done.

You looked at your door and it said you’d be working the kitchen today. You starting walking to the laundry room to grab a fresh set of clothes before heading to the showers.

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Ride

Originally posted by 85milk

MATURE

“Everyone’s leaving for the weekend,” Seungcheol promised, a hint of a smirk in his voice, “it’ll be just us here. This way, you don’t have to kick out your roommate and piss her off even more.”

“How considerate,” you teased with a grin, “fine. I’ll be over tomorrow night after class. Between now and then, either make the guys clean up or do it yourself. I still have the scar from tripping over Chan’s bag and landing on Hansol’s wand.”

“He’s still not over that,” Seungcheol laughed, “even though you got him that new one. But, if it makes you feel better, I’ll clean everything. And, yes, that includes the shower.”

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1| Two is okay, three is too much.

HOGWART AU!
Ship: Leta Lestrange x Newt Scamander x Reader
Warning: None
RequestCan you make a newt scamander x reader series where leta lestrange come back into newt’s life and him and the reader are dating but leta thinks otherwise and makes him cheat because he still has feelings for her and also can u make sure the reader doesn’t forgive him to easily but have a happy ending ALSO looked over you’re stories they seem really good keep it up❤
A/N: Hello dear, I know writing the first chapter was really long for it shortness. I’m sorry darling but I still hope that you’ll like the beginning of this adventure with Leta and Newt. To every other readers, hope you enjoy too. Sorry for any spelling error. 
Word count: 2109

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  Being a witch isn’t what everybody thinks. You’re not doing potion frequently if you’re not a potion master else you can make things explode or worse, which is not a goal. You don’t use a broom to travel, in fact you usually use cabs or hidden portals. Brooms are majorly used to play quidditch and not every wizard is a good player, trust me. And stop being so cliché about witch. Not all of them has a black cat, to be frank it’s quite rare. Owls are quite popular in generals, even though cats, rats and toads are too. Ah, muggles! They think witches are all ugly with strange features and crooked personalities but they would be so surprised if they knew the truth about the wizardry world.

Being a magical being was a lot more than that, actually, and it was the total contrary of the human’s thought. It was basically another reality with many jobs and schools, creatures and of course a lots of magic but it’s still so much more than just that.


You, in this world, were a witch. A proud student from Ilvermorny, school of witchcraft and wizardry in America. It wasn’t as prestigious as Hogwart but to be honest it was all you ever dreamed. Ilvermorny was a second house to you and you made such good friends there that you couldn’t careless about which school was better than the other.

After finishing school at Ilvermorny’s, you decided to study the magical creatures. How fascinating these beasts can be? You wanted to learn everything you could about them and share your knowledge with the world. And so you traveled all around the world to write a book about creatures and their way of being. 

While your trip, you took a boat which was leaving New York to London. Walking a little bit too fast in the crowded area to get on the upper part of the boat, you bumped into someone and dropped your case, felling on your butt afterwards. The person you bumped in, crouched next to you and looked at you worriedly.

“Oh, excuse me miss. I-I think I wasn’t looking where I was going.” The stranger said, struggling to talk without sounding totally nervous.

You grabbed the hand he was holding out for you to take it. He seemed a bit taken aback by your features when you fully raised your head towards him. To that stranger you looked incredibly good and the mysteriousness in your eyes… He couldn’t help but found you fascinating and slightly intimated. 

You brushed the dust out of your grey coat and smiled brightly to him(which caused him to gulp and feel his heart skip a beat), even if deep down you were just as intimidated as him for the same reason he was for you. What a strange duet you two were right now.

“O-oh no really, it’s not your fault, I was walking too fast.”

You lowered your gaze nervous, feeling the sweat slowly forming in your back. Suddenly, you noticed something, in the corner of your left eye, slipping out of the man’s case, The little thing was furry and grey with strange appearance. You instantly recognized the creature and gasped. Was he a wizard? Could you really mention there was a Niffler getting out of his luggage maybe taking all of his precious bright things with it? 

The man noticing your surprised expression, turned his look to the floor. He bit his lip immediately seeing what caught your attention. His Niffler.

Seeing the little creature was about to rob someone’s wallet, you got your wand out slightly.

“Arresto momentum!” You whispered, the spell reaching it victim.

The little creature was slow motioning and you grabbed it, hiding it in your coat’s pocket. To be sure he wouldn’t escape, you gave to the little furry animal a few golden and argent things to occupy it.

The stranger saw the entire scene and was a bit taken aback. Slowly realizing your error, you looked at him eye wide.

“Don’t tell me you’re a muggle?” You murmured, using the British term for the non-magic people. You felt your body tensing up in anticipation.

“I’m not. L-let’s just go a little farther to talk about all this.” He said looking around, noticing some people were giving the both of you strange looks.You relaxed a bit at his statement  as you followed him away of everyone. 

All the afternoon after the incident, you spent it introducing yourselves. You were so happy to meet an other wizard and none the less a wizard that liked magical creatures.

“I’m (Y/FULL/N), I’m glad to meet you Mister Scamander.” You smiled. 

Since then you started travelling with each others. Why? Well my friend, because you had that same passion about creatures. After a while, you decided to combine your researches with his and write a book about creatures. It was going to be called “Fantastic beast and where to find them”.

Soon enough, with all the adventures the book gave you, you became good friends. Your relation kept growing and when Newt finally decided to release the book he wrote with your help about the fantastic beasts, he asked you out. Let me say, you were really happy about it. It was the most beautiful day in your life.

Basically, now, your life is resumed to write about magical creatures, see them and then be back home and do something with your boyfriend. 

Tonight, the activity you were about to do with him was a little bit more special since it was your two years anniversary. The both of you decided to go see that huge quidditch match between two of the best team in the wizardry world, of course one out of the two was your favorite.

You weren’t surprised to see that there was a lot of people at the match but sincerely you didn’t cared. You just focused on you being with your boyfriend and it was perfect just like that. But as you two walked in the stairs for you to get to the place you were assigned, Newt stopped dead in his track.

You turned to see what was wrong and you saw her. The beautiful woman you would saw in a picture inside Newt’s wallet. You use to see that face often when you were traveling and taking care of the beasts with your boyfriend.

You suddenly understand that she is probably someone really important to him if he reacts like that. He never really told you what happened with the girl, he only said her name was Leta Lestrange and that he knew her since the time he went to Hogwart.

You gulped silently as you looked at the girl slowly walking in the crowd. You saw the pain flashing in Newt’s eyes and you just putted a hand on his shoulder. He looked at you, his eyes staring deep in yours, you just smiled sweetly in a reassuring way.

“It’s Leta isn’t it?” You asked.

He nodded and turned his head back to where she went. After a short silence between the two of you, you gently pecked Newt’s cheek.

“Go see her. I know you crave it. I’ll wait for you after the match at the entrance.”

You immediately saw a smile tugging at his lips as he hugged you tightly. 

“See you later then.”

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As the match finished, you slowly raised from your seat and walked to the exit. The wave of quidditch fans was leading you out of the stadium. As you finally were out of the building, you made your way out of the crowd to wait for Newt.

At first, you thought maybe Newt was just caught in the middle of the wave and waited for him, patiently. You tried to distract yourself with minim things such as little families exiting the place while smiling and talking happily about how their favorite team won the final… but as time passed by you remarked there were slowly many to little people leaving and after a while, no one was getting out of the stadium.

The night started to get colder. You shuddered slightly, your coat was at home and you couldn’t go back now because Newt was still nowhere to be seen. You had nothing to tell you what time it was and it seemed to you that you have waited for your boyfriend for years.

Of course this was exaggerated, you’ve been waiting for him for at least 1 hour 15 minutes. Still, this was pretty long. So after so much time waiting for him, you decided to head back home. After all, Newt knew his way to your shared house, if he wanted to hang with Leta so bad to give up on his girlfriend the night of their 2 years anniversary he could easily go back home alone.

And so you went back home feeling slightly like a forgiven piece of crap. How could he ditch you like that? Asked an inner voice but as soon as you asked yourself the question you found an excuse to it. He hadn’t seen his friend in years! Of course he wouldn’t enjoy just a little match with her. But still… on the night of your 2 years anniversary?

You pushed that thought away, giving yourself more and more excuses to his way of acting just until you felt slightly better and reassured. ‘Yeah, he must have missed her. If I wouldn’t see (Your Best Friend name) often, I would do the same thing.Right? Right.’

Feeling convinced by your own excuse, you showered and then went straight to bed. It was almost 1AM and tomorrow you had to go to the Diagon Alley to get some books about dragons and also a gift for your friend’s birthday in a few days. That’s why you needed your sleep more than anything right now but you weren’t able to close your eyes and drift away in the wonderland. In fact, you were once again showered by anxious thoughts about Newt still not being back. Where was he? Was he still at the stadium?
What was he doing? Was he waiting for you like you waited for him a few hours ago? Was he still with Leta?

Ah Leta, you didn’t even knew her and you let your boyfriend ran in her arms. Well not literally but you know what I meant here. You slowly started to feel the remorse. Why had you let Newt go up to someone who is a perfect stranger to you? ’(Y/N), how stupid can you be?! For all you know she can be Newt past girlfriend!’

You sighed and turned around in your bed. And so you did this for hours… but as you were finally drifting in the dream lands, you heard the front door open. Your eyes flung open straight away and you raised on your legs, walking silently to the entrance. As nearer you got to the entrance, louder got some whispers. You stopped to listen what was said. Maybe it wasn’t Newt who entered home, maybe it was some muggles hunting down wizards or whatever could enter your house so early in the morning.

“Promise me we could see each other tomorrow, Newt, please! It’s been so long since last time I saw you… I don’t want to let you go this time plus we have to catch up all those years you were away from me~!” The voice was whining, it sounded like a plead but also like a mirror cracking in your ears. The mirror felt extremely fragile, like it was just about to shatter in pieces.

You held your breath, knowing Newt was silent because he was thinking about what her friend said, or so you thought. Never would you have guessed he was hugging her right now.

“I promise, Leta, I don’t want to let you go either.”

You heard Leta sigh and bid goodbye to Newt as your boyfriend waved back, finally closing the door. You slowly let your body slide down the wall. You hear the mirror break into pieces or maybe was it your heart? You had an extremely bad feeling about what was said. Your heart sunk in your chest. Newt accepted to pass time with her… not you. Her.

Who in the world was she to take your Newt away from you on the weekends?! It was the only time you could really share caring moments with him!

As you were about to move back to your shared bedroom, as whisper echoed close to you.

“(Y/N) what are you doing up so early in the morning?”

“Here, Lets share the blanket”

Adrienette one shot based off of these fluff starters

Rating: F(fluff)

Summary: the squad was chilling at Mari’s place but when Nino & Alya fell asleep they took two of the blankets… which meant Adrien and Marinette had to share;) (no nsfw/smut)

Author’s notes: hi! so this is technically my first fic so its not all that great but hopefully someone likes it. i plan on writing more in the future and hopefully i will improve. Enjoy

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