because it is a day that ends in y

What the fuck???

Ok, so this was a story from my first job. I worked at an independent pizza place that was about a ten minute walk from my house during the summer before my senior year. I worked from 11-3, three days a week, and it was ok, but still had its weird and fuck customer-y moments

First, I don’t think I was working there legally- I was paid in cash at the end of every week, never filled out any forms or anything. I just rolled with it at the time, mainly because I knew that if I didn’t have it in cash I’d never be able to use the money, but looking back on it, it was weird af. I also was officially a cashier, but anything they asked me to do, I did- stocked the fridges, got dough, etc. probably should have been paid more than 8.75 an hour tbh.

Another thing was this one customer, who was just fucking weird. I don’t remember much of the conversation, but I do remember it basically went

Customer: can you drive?
Me: no (cars are scary y'all)
Customer: what are you twelve?
Me: I’m seventeen

And he just gave me a weird look.

The biggest thing (and the true Fuck Coworkers thing) was this one guy at work. Now, there were two people who worked at my job besides me, 88% of the time- Diego, who made the pizzas in the front, and Macho, who made everything else in the back. Both of them were at least twice my age.

Which was why it was weird that Macho kept hitting on me. He asked me if I had a boyfriend several times, said he would marry me, shit like that. He made me lunch once, which was like chicken and vegetables and shit, except I never asked for any of this. Plus, he once showed me pictures of his kid, who was seven. Aka only a decade younger than me. I told him to back off twice, once simply saying it made me uncomfortable, the other saying that not only was I not single, I had a girlfriend.

Left the job after I went back to senior year, but it was still fucking weird.

Does anyone else remember back in the days after the 94 earthquake, schools would make you pack a emergency kit and y’all would fill it with a bunch of canned food and snacks. Then at the end of the year they gave them back out to you because nothing happened lol and it felt like Christmas because all of a sudden y’all have food and you’d be trading with all your friends

anyway when a white famous person says the n word it’s not up to the white community to decide whether it’s offensive or not. sure, y'all can have your little feelings about it and whatnot but don’t sit here and tell US how to feel. this annoying ass trend of trying to gaslight us into thing we’re being over dramatic about a word that has demonized us for centuries has to stop because at the end of day white people will never be that word. y'all don’t ever have to worry about being called that in a derogatory way so let black folks determine the severity of the situation and stay tf out of it.

Dating Jughead Jones would include:

-You stealing his beanie 24/7

-PDA when he’s jealous

-Reading his novel as he’s writing it, when he notice it he laughs and goes back to writing

-You being the only one that makes him laugh and this confuses everyone

-Being together most of the time

-Defending him from Reggie

-Listening to music together

-Him sneaking to your window most of the time, specially at night

-“Jug, what the hell?! My parents are downstairs!”

-“Let me stay, please, I promise to be quiet”

-“Alright”

-Late night talks about everything

-Your parents not liking him at first but when they get to know him they love him

-Lots of PDA when you’re alone

-Helping him investigate Jason’s murder

-Caring about you more than he does about himself

-Making a promise that when you finish high school you’ll leave together and start a new life

-Him falling asleep in your legs, allowing you to play with his hair

-Falling asleep in his arms

-Him stealing your fries

-“Just because I love you I’m gonna pretend I don’t see you stealing my fries”

-“What’s mine is yours”

-Complementing his sassy remarks

-Him being the first one to say “I love you”

-Laying your head on his shoulder as he writes

-Lots of teasing from the group, specially Veronica

-Inside jokes

-You being the only one he can’t say no, except when he thinks you’re in danger

-Holding your hand or putting his hand on your thigh under the table when you’re at Pop’s

-Finding out he’s homeless

-“Okay, that’s it you’re staying with me”

-“Y/N…”

-No, Jughead! You’re staying with me. End of discussion"

-Tickling each other when you’re alone

-Him reading each chapter out loud when it’s finished because he wants to know your opinion.

-His dad thinking you’re a sweetheart

-He loves to scare you when you’re distracted

-“OH MY GOD JUGHEAD I HATE YOU”

-“No, you don’t”

-Best cuddle buddy

-Forehead kisses

-He kisses your hand when it’s intertwined with his

-He makes you blush most of the time

-Comforting each other when you had a bad day

-Action/Thriller movies marathons

Being Sebastian Stan's love interest would include... (Headcanon)

Request: NOT REQUESTED

Summary: The title is pretty self-explanatory…

Word count: 478

Warnings: None

A/N: If you have any other ideas related to this headcanon, PLEASE TELL ME THEM!!!

Masterlist

Originally posted by stuckybarnesrogers


Seb being the perfect gentleman in public
Opening doors for you/helping you up the stairs
But on the set, it’s SOOOO different
Seb constantly tripping you up
Making you laugh behind the camera
Making you laugh during the most inappropriate moments
Director: “Y/N, we are making a horror movie, not a comedy!”
Director: “Y/N, Seb, you have just witnessed your family being killed. I don’t get the joke?”
Director: “Y/N, Seb… You know what? I give up. I retire!”
Fans shipping you to the next level
Fans calling you ‘Mum’ and 'Dad’
Awkward questions being asked at ComicCon panels
Fan: “Y/N, judging  off of the sex scenes you have filmed with Seb and any personal experience, how good is he in bed?”
Y/N: “Why do you need to know that?”
Fan: “A science project for school.”
Y/N: “Oh well if it’s a matter of life and death I guess I have to answer!”
Seb: “Wait! Hold on! What do you mean by 'personal experience’?”
Star gazing in the middle of late night shoots
Seb: “A shooting star! Make a wish!”
Y/N: “What did you wish for?”
Seb: “Another increasingly explicit sex scene.”
Pranking each other on set
Slagging each other off in interviews
Interviewer: “So, Y/N what is it like working with Sebastian?”
Y/N: “Horrific! He constantly messes around, always up to no good, ruins the set. He really is a pain in the butt.”
Seb *voice faintly heard in the distance*: “I heard that!”
Leaving weird gifts in each other’s trailers
Seb leaving you a bouquet of flowers one day and a sex toy the next
The gifts getting weirder and weirder as filming progresses 
Makeup artist: “So what did he leave you today, Y/N?”
Y/N: “A pile of loose change…”
Makeup artist *desperately trying to sound optimistic*: “You never know, it might come in handy one day.”
The loose change did indeed come in handy as you spent the whole day throwing it at Sebastian and screaming at him “PEASANT!”
Having to get over the awkwardness and slight fear of being naked in front of each other
Seb having to take a break because he’d pulled a muscle flexing so much
Filming a fight scene
Accidentally punching him in the face
Sebastian dramatic falling to the floor in pain and pretending to cry, 
Y/N *while flexing and staring straight down the lens*: “Hulk 2.0, will shortly be in a cinema near you.”
Taking pictures at the premiere together
Messing around in the screening
Throwing popcorn at each other
Having to answer questions the next day about a film you didn’t even end up watching
The press tour
Sitting next to each other on plane rides
Watching movies at the exact same time so you can laugh together
Ending up sleeping on each other
The cast picking on you both for being so cute
Being the most stereotypical tourists and pissing off all the local people


A/N: REQUESTS ARE OPEN and constructive crititism is appreciated!

I Don’t Mean It (pt 10)

The boys eventually went back to the dorm once they realized that Taehyung probably wasn’t coming back. Namjoon filled everyone in on what went down, expecting Taehyung to probably come find you.

What no one was expecting though was the slump they found Taehyung in just an hour after the whole ordeal at your apartment. Initially, when they found the entire apartment dark, they figured that he was back at your place, finally having things figured out and just hanging out. But when Yoongi opened the door to his shared room with Taehyung, he found Taehyung curled up into a ball on his bed, tears flowing down his face void of any expression.

The boys tried to console him, putting the pieces together of what probably went down. It didn’t take a genius to see that things had gone from bad to worse. All Taehyung could say was “She won’t forgive me” over and over again.

Eventually, the boys left the room, deciding to give him some space. Well, most of the boys. Jimin stayed back and closed the door after the other five boys left.

“How could you do that?” he asked after a little bit, sitting down on the bed across from Taehyung’s. “How could you have believed manager hyung?” Jimin asked, his voice getting slightly louder.

Taehyung couldn’t answer. He didn’t know why he believed his manager instead of you. “Is it because you know hyung longer than Y/N?” he asked again, but still no answer.

“Dammit Taehyung answer me. Don’t you know how much pain you’ve put her through? You don’t get to sit here and cry about it now” Jimin said angrily.

“I DID TRY” Taehyung finally said back, startling Jimin a little. “I did try. I went to her apartment. But…But she won’t forgive me. Why should she? Jimin, she’s fucking moving because of this. I…I’ve lost her” Taehyung said, a fresh batch of tears falling from his eyes.

“W-what? She’s moving? But…but she’s friends with all of us. She..she wouldn’t leave all of us” Jimin said as if it was a fact.

“She probably thinks that you all feel the same way I did. That you won’t believe her” Taehyung said,

“But we would believe her. I would believe her..she can’t just leave like that. Tae…listen Taehyung…you have to fix this. Y/N is someone who has become precious to all seven of us and is not someone we should let go so easily. She’s especially special to you. We all know how you feel about her. And god we all know how she feels…well felt…about you. You have got to fix this.” Jimin said, placing a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder.

“You mean, she felt the same way about me?” Taehyung asked slowly.

“God you both are so blind. Yes, of course she felt the same way you idiot” Jimin said while laughing. “Look, she obviously cares a lot about us, you especially. I’m sure she’ll come around eventually, but you can’t just give up already because if you do, you really might lose her forever Tae. For now, we’re going to have to convince her to not move. After that, I’ll help you figure things out with Y/N. We’ll all help. I want you both to be happy.” Jimin said, finally standing up.

“Thanks…Jimin” Taehyung said as he wiped his tears away. Jimin was right, if he was going to get you back, he had to keep trying. Giving up after this one time wasn’t going to do anyone any good.


Jimin and Taehyung had rounded up all the boys to help them. And within a few minutes, the boys had come up with a way to at least stop you from moving…or at least to put it off.

Taehyung remembered that you were expecting someone at the door, and he thought it might have been the rumors. So, he sends out Jungkook waiting outside their door. And as expected, the movers come up pretty soon. Jungkook managed to stop them and send them back, telling the movers that they were no longer needed.

You stood inside your apartment with your eyes still red from crying before. After finally getting back to your feet, you realized that the movers were getting quite late. You call them, only to find out that they thought you canceled. They were quite pissed as they had come all the way, so they refused to schedule you in for another appointment.

“Great, just great,” you thought. It had taken you a while to find a trustworthy company to help you move, but now it seemed like you would have to try harder. As you fumbled browsed on your phone to find a new company, you heard the doorbell ring. You anxiously walk to the door, half expecting Taehyung again. But to your surprise, you find Yoongi.

You open the door, nervous about what he had to say. “Hey Y/N…mind if I come in?” he asks with a small smile.

You let him in and he stands just past the door, taking in the view in front of him. Everything was thrown about or in a cardboard box. 

“Ah, so you’re really leaving us huh?” he asked.

“Yeah…I think it’s…it’s for the best oppa” you say back.

“Y/N, you don’t have to leave. We know what happened” Yoongi says, turning back to look at you. “We know what happened, and I’m sorry that things turned out the way they did. But…but you shouldn’t leave because of that! We’ve all grown fond of you…too fond maybe. And you leaving would really make us all upset….especially Taehyung” he said carefully.

“Look, I’m not here to tell you to forgive him…although that would be nice….” he said, trailing off. “But at least, don’t punish us all by leaving ok? We’d really miss you, squirt” he said, running his hands through his hair. He always did that when he was embarrassed, you noted months ago.

“Oppa…I don’t know if things will ever be the same with Taehyung again. I don’t want to leave you all either, but….I don’t know oppa” you say, crying again.

Yoongi was flustered, not knowing what to do since you were crying. “Y/N…I know that he should have believed you. But think about it from his shoes ok? What if someone told you that the boy that you’ve fallen in love with was just with you because of money?” he said. You never thought of that. Love? You stared at Yoongi in confusion. 

“Y/N he pushed you away and believed our manager because he had so much to lose if he was right. Squirt, that boy is so foolishly in love with you that he pushed you away in pure fear. He hurt you before you had the chance to hurt him. And I’m not saying that what he did was right, but I guess what I’m trying to say is that I don’t know if I would have done anything differently if I was in his position. It’s easy for me and the rest of the guys to believe you because we’re friends. We’d believe you in a heartbeat. But for Taehyung, you’re so much more. He didn’t want to be hurt like that again.” Yoongi finished. 

“A-Again?” you ask slowly.

“We’ve had lots of people approach us for the fame and fortune Y/N. It happens more than we care to admit. I guess that’s why it was so easy for Tae to believe it. But we’ve all been jaded because things like this have actually happened in the past. But I’d like to think that me and the rest of the guys have built our trust with you ever since we moved in. We’re glad we met you Y/N…so don’t move.” Yoongi said.

“Oppa…” you said, not knowing what to say.  

“Look, take your time. I just wanted to say this and give you something to think about. Forgive him, don’t forgive him….it’s all your choice…bu–” he started but you cut him off.

“I…I think I forgive him” you said, quietly. Yoongi’s words really got through to you. He was right, you never stopped to think about it from his position. And it hurt your heart knowing that the boys had been hurt in the past due to people getting close to them with alternative motives.

“Wait…seriously?” Yoongi asked, surprised.

“Yeah…why, were you expecting me to put up more of a fight?” You said, giggling.

“Well…kinda, but like…the guys are all sitting in our room trying to figure out ways for Taehyung to get you back…I guess I should just send Tae over then?” Yoongi said as he walked back to the door.

“Wait! Uh…how about you not tell them that I have forgiven him already. I kinda want to see what he does” you say with a smile on your face.

“uh, that’s kinda cruel don’t you think?” Yoongi said while laughing.

“Hey! I think I deserve that much, don’t you think oppa!” you say frowning.

“Ok ok. Fine, your secret is safe with me I guess” Yoongi said. “I’m glad you’re staying squirt..” he said, opening the door. 

“Me too oppa. Thanks for talking to me oppa, otherwise I don’t know what would have happened. And remember, don’t tell the rest of the guys!” you said as he heads out. 

“Yeah yeah, just don’t give him too hard of a time,” he says as he walks to his own door. 


The following days were spent with Taehyung constantly showing up at your door or at work with your favorite things. “I need you to know that I never been more sorry and that I won’t stop until you take me back as your friend Y/N” he would say frequently. 

It was getting harder and harder to keep a straight face because you wanted nothing more than to just run into his arms and tell him that everything was ok. But you wanted to keep your fun going a bit longer. And it seemed like Yoongi was enjoying it too.


At the end of the week, you walked to your door only to find Taehyung standing outside with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“Y/N!” he said excitedly as he saw you. You loved how his eyes lit up when he saw you. And before you could catch yourself, you smiled at him. “YOU SMILED. AT ME!” he jumped.

“Uh..what are you doing here Tae,” you asked.

“AND YOU CALLED ME TAE AGAIN!” he said, jumping even more. Dammit, you were slipping too much. “At this rate, you might just forgive me within the year,” he said, winking at you while giving you his infamous box smile. You felt your heart melt, and if there was even an ounce of hurt and anger left, it was certainly all gone now.

“For you….your favorites,” he said, handing you the bouquet of lilies. You took them in and took the scent of your favorite flowers. And as soon as your eyes went to meet his, you were pulled into a hug. You were stunned by the sudden contact, but you didn’t resist it. You missed his familiar scent and strong hold on you, too much to push him away.

“Please, don’t be so hard no me Y/N. I need you to know how much I care about you. I…I love you so much. And not just as a friend, but something more. And according to someone who’s name rhymes with Vimin, you felt the same way about me.” he said and you could feel yourself blush and heart race. Dang it Jimin.

“So…please take me back. I need you in my life Y/N, ever since I met you. I don’t want to waste any more time without you. I’ll spend the rest of our time together trying to make you forgive me, but please just let me know that there’s a chance for that. That I still have some space in your heart” Tae said, still holding you tightly. You could feel his increased heart race. 

But you couldn’t hold it in anymore and you let yourself giggle into his arms. He pulls away from you, slightly shocked. “What…was that too cheesy?” he asks as a slight blush appears on his cheeks.

“Just…just a little,” you say, still giggling. You take a moment to stop smiling and finally staring into his warm eyes. You walk closer him, missing his warmth that enveloped you just moments before. You hold onto the sleeves of his shirt, something you’ve always done when you wanted to be close to him. “But Tae…there is that chance,” you say as you smile warmly at him. “I actually…I actually forgave you that first day, after Yoongi oppa came and talked to me…” you say, finally revealing your little secret. 

“…what,” Taehyung said, utterly shocked. “You mean to tell me that you forgave me over a week ago, and I’ve been here sulking all week because I thought you would never forgive me! Y/N!” he whined, putting his hands on your waist as if it was the most natural thing. 

“Hey! Yoongi oppa knew too! I’m surprised he didn’t tell you sooner, I was wondering when he was going to break” you said as you began giggling again. 

“Wah, I guess I deserve that,” Taehyung said, smiling again. 

“What else did you have planned out though? I don’t know how much longer I could have pretended to be angry” you ask curiously. 

“I don’t even remember Y/n. Me and the boys planned so many things, I think I could write a book– ‘How to get your girlfriend to forgive you’ by Kim Taehyung” he said, laughing at his own words.

“Girl…girlfriend?” you asked, lifting up an eyebrow.

“Do I even have to tell you how I feel for you? I said earlier, didn’t I? I love you so much, sweet girl. And I’m pretty sure you like me too. So I really want to see where this relationship goes Y/N if you would give me the chance” he said, looking into your eyes lovingly. 

You could only lose yourself in his eyes. You had to give it to yourself though, for holding out the entire week without running back to Taehyung. “Of course,” you said, smiling back.

And within the next second, Tae placed his warm lips on yours. The kiss was everything you always dreamed it would be with him. Warm, sweet, and loving.

“EWW GET A ROOM!” you heard Jungkook call. Surprised, you both turn to see all 6 boys standing by their door, watching you both. 

“Yah Jungkook-ah! You shouldn’t have interrupted them!” Jin scolded.

“Oops,” Jungkook says, laughing. You giggle, still holding onto Taehyung.

You felt Taehyung slowly pull away from you. “Yoongi hyung… I think you and I need to have a talk” Taehyung says with a fake smile on his face.

“Run hyung!” said Hoseok.

“Oh shit,” Yoongi says as he runs back into this apartment with Taehyung chasing him. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of you and your heart swelled with happiness. You were complete again.


A/N: Ok.. so this is the last part!! Thank you all so much for reading this and for all the support for this series. It has been absolutely great to see the response for this. I’ll be writing an epilogue for this sometime soon, so keep an eye out for it. But please let me know what you all thought of this series overall. Would you like to see future projects? 

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Bombshell

An anon asked for a Reid fic where the reader is British and he gets turned on by her accent.  The team teases him for it and he eventually has to explain to the reader why he gets so weird whenever she talks.  I love this request, I really hope you like it!  Added in here a classic Spencer Reid Quote, shout out to anyone who can find it!

It gets smutty!  Some fluff ensues at the end, it’s super cute!

UnBeta’d so sorry for any errors, also flood warning!

Originally posted by toyboxboy

“As soon as Agent Y/L/N gets here, we are going to start the briefing,” Hotch said to the team, who were all still sitting around at their desks before disappearing into his office.

“Ready for the new team member, pretty boy?” Derek teased from his seat with a smirk.

“What?” Spencer asked nonchalantly.  He knew Y/N was British.  She’d been in for numerous interviews and when she was in the training field, all the other trainees were talking about the ‘British Bombshell’ that was joining the BAU team.  

“You know what,” Derek replied.

“Does Reid have a thing for accents?” Prentiss asked.  She looked at the genius with playful eyes.

“No, he has a thing for British accents,” JJ said, shaking her head.

“I see,” Emily said with a smirk similar to Derek’s.

“I don’t know if I like the looks on your faces,” Rossi said as he walked up.  After inspecting the teasing smiles of the three agents, he clocked the blush on Reid’s face.  “What’s wrong with you, coffee catching up to you this morning?”

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This is why adding -eu to the end of words is not only annoying but disrespectful and wrong.

I know that a lot of ARMYs/kpop fans in general still do it to this day because they think it’s “cute” or “funny” or whatever when their faves do it. And I’m not here to make anyone feel attacked because a lot of you may not know that it’s wrong, I’m just here to let y’all know so it would be done less often.

I live in Korea now, but when I was a baby my family moved to the States so that I can have opportunity for a better life and education. I grew up with English as my first language, but my parents didn’t know a word of it when they first came. I think it’s amazing that they did that for me, learning the language on their own while trying to make money in a foreign land they knew nothing about. The rest of my family (aunts and uncles) did the same for my cousins. The sad thing is, from that point until now, they are still ridiculed and mocked for speaking English with a Korean accent and having imperfect pronunciation. In their workplaces, they would receive anger for being “hard to understand” and speaking “bad English” because “this is America, you should know how to speak English.” America is full of assholes who can’t recognize the truth that the country was developed and built by immigrants.

It may sound like I’m giving my family history but this is what many Korean immigrants face. You continuing to add -eu to the end of every word, whether with bad intention or not, is mocking and offending your faves and other Koreans who are insecure about speaking English. Keep in mind none of these idols are required to know how to speak English. They’re KOREAN pop artists. They make attempts to do it because they want to connect with YOU, make things easier for YOU. (If you get frustrated or angry with them for not communicating in English, re-evaluate yourself… maybe YOU should learn Korean instead.) So if you continue to say things like “hearteu”, “snakeu”, or make fun of them at all for something they literally can’t help, you’re being offensive. Whether you want to admit it or not.

It’s not funny. It’s not cool. If you do it, I don’t care, I’m considering you a koreaboo.

And if you’re a non-Korean, you have no say or opinion on whether it’s right or wrong. It’s not your place to talk about it. Have some respect and consideration for the culture that you’re being a consumer of.

“Hey, princess” Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request: nishattazz Here’s an idea! Can you do one where y/n is playing a little hard to get, she’s Hannah friend and she’s pushing Hannah to confess to clay! Jeff tries to sit next to her and she doesn’t react (inside she’s dying) and like he tries to get a reaction out of her! And one time he talks to her and walks her backwards to the locker and make sure he gets a date or something like that! A lot of funny, flirty moments

“Come on, do it for me,” you said to your friend, Hannah Baker. You two were eating together at the cafeteria. Hannah laughed. 

“Y/N… Shut up. I’m not going to ask him out” she said. 

“Why not?” you asked “He’s a good guy and he’s obviously into you" 

“He’s not into me” you rolled your eyes, “Fine. If he’s so into me why hasn’t he asked me out?” 

“Because he’s shy!” you screamed then lowered your voice “You should ask him out” 

“Yeah, Hannah, you should.” You recognized that voice in an instant. Jeff Atkins sat down next to you and you were trying to hide a smile. Hannah let out a loud laugh. 

“C’mon, Hannah” you ignored the guy next to you. “Do it for me.“ 

“I’d do anything for you,” Jeff said. You couldn’t help but smile when looking at him. He gave you one of his infamous I’m-really-hot-and-I-know-it smiles. 

“Oh, yeah?” you asked, raising an eyebrow, “What exactly would you do for me, Atkins?” 

“I’ll get Hannah to ask Clay out” you laughed and looked at Hannah, who held a terrified expression. 

“How did you know we were talking about Clay?” Hannah asked, biting her lips. Jeff winked at her. 

“Actually, I didn’t know. Lucky guess.” you two started to laugh while Hannah rolled her eyes.

“You two are idiots.” she scoffed, “You know what, Jeff? Maybe you should ask Y/N out” she said. You were gonna kill that little asshole. He smiled at her.

“Well, it may surprise you to know, that I ask her out almost every day, yet she always turns me down” he looked at you then, “Right?” 

“Fuck you, Atkins” you laughed. 

“When and where princess?” Hannah started to laugh hysterically. How could he say things like that so casually and look so comfortable when saying it? Whereas your face resembled a ripe tomato. 

“Only in your dreams, Atkins,” you said. 

“Every night, Y/L/N” he winked at you. 

“Oh my god, Jeff” Hannah giggled and honestly, you were doing a poor job trying to hide your own laugh. 

“I have to go,” you said, gathering your things and walking out to the halls. 

“You coming, Hannah?”

“No, sorry I can’t. I have to finish this essay for History.”

“Fine. See you in Geometry.” You looked at Jeff, “Are you coming or do you have homework too?” “

Hell, no.” he scoffed “Bye Hannah.” He waved goodbye and then fell into step beside you. His cologne was intoxicating and you were sure it was going to be the death of you. “So,” he started “do you think Hannah’s gonna ask Clay out or not?”

“I don’t know,” you said “But she has the biggest crush on him. She should do it” 

“You should ask me out too” You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face. Jeff leaned on your locker, smiling. 

“Yeah? And why would I do that?”

“Simply because you have a huge crush on me.” you laughed. He was so fucking right. 

“Keep dreaming, Atkins” 

“About you? All the time, babe” Your breath hitched a little. God, that boy was going to be the end of you. 

“Ok so, since you’re so madly in love with me, you should ask me out again, maybe this time you’ll get lucky and I’ll say yes” The reason you had always refused to go on a date with Jeff was because this whole time you believed he was joking. A guy like Jeff Atkins would never go out with a girl like you…right? When you challenged him, Jeff’s eyes sparkled. He saw a chance and he took it. 

“Well then, Y/N Y/L/N, would you like to go on a date with me?” 

“Maybe. Yeah” you said, flirting “But we’re definitely not going to Rosie’s, there’s pink everywhere. It’s kinda sickening if I’m honest” you shuddered. 

“Of course. Monet’s?” 

“Monet’s” 

“I’ll waiting for you here at the end of the day,” he said, starting to walk to his class, “Don’t be late, some would kill for an opportunity like this.”

“I’ll be here at the end of the day, Atkins,” you said, laughing. As he walked, Jeff screamed “I did it!” as he fist pumped the air in the middle of the hallway which made you giggle. 

 Yeah, he did. 

 ______

 Thank you to lifeislikeatimebomb for helping me with the grammar and stuff!!!

Imagine Dean calling Sam to tell him some bad news.

A/N: Starting off Angst Appreciation Day with a short imagine.

Dean x Sister!Reader   Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by all-you-need-is-spn

Dean took a shuddering breath as he tried to collect himself. He didn’t know how he was supposed to call Sam; he hadn’t talked to him since he left for Stanford three years ago. Now he had to call and tell him that their baby sister was-

Shaking his head Dean tried to clear his mind, hoping that if he shook his head hard enough he’d be able to forget for a moment what happened to you.

He’d be able to forget the way you screamed his name for help.

He’d be able to forget the fear in your eyes as he tried to stop the profuse bleeding from your chest.

He’d be able to forget how you begged him to save you.

He’d be able to forget how he felt you take your last breathes.

He’d be able to forget that you were dead because he had overlooked a closet in the house you two were hunting a shifter at.

He’d be able to forget that your death was on him.

But he couldn’t, and now he was going to have to call his brother to tell him that their little sister; their barely eighteen year old sister was dead.

The last time Y/N had talked to Sam she was telling him that she had decided against going off to college so that she could stay with Dean.

She stayed because of him.

Everything was because of him.

Pressing the send button Dean held the phone up to his ear, hoping Sam wouldn’t answer but knowing he would since Dean was using your phone.

“Hey Y/N.” Sam’s voice came through the other end of the line.

“Sammy.” Dean’s voice cracked.

The phone was silent for a moment and that was when Dean knew that Sam had realized why he was getting the call.

Dean heard Sam try to suppress a sob,

“No.”

Originally posted by jared-jensen-misha-mark67

Hot Chocolate

warnings: possible second hand embarrassment 

words: 1,201

pairing: peter parker x reader

request: ok ok how about an au where the reader works at a restaurant or something and peter comes in there a lot JUST TO SEE HER

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BOYFRIEND JUNGKOOK: when...

He misses you and he can’t stop thinking about you:

When he suddenly gets horny:

“Let’s go inside (my room).”

When he gets jealous:

On Valentine’s Day:

“I bought this for you. I couldn’t choose between chocolates and roses or ______, but at the end i thought this was a better gift for you. I hope you like it, i love you.”

When he’s drunk and he can’t stop giving you kisses.”

“Your lips are so kissable.”

When he opens up tells you how he’s been feeling:

…….and, Y/N i really don’t know what to do, sometimes i feel like i’m not good enough because……”

Your view when you’re about to give him a blowjob

JK: “Is it good? Can i try it?”

You: Yeah, sure.

JK:

When you two are in a scary roller coaster ride (you’re really nervous and scared) and he asks you:

“Are you okay Y/N?”

When you accidentally broke your swimming goggles and he’s being a good boyfriend trying to fix them:

When you get mad at him and you leave the room without any explanation:

“….What…What happened?”

Your view when you’re playing jenga with him:

“I’m really good at this. Just watch.”

When he inserts his d*ck inside of you:

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When he wants to hold your hand for the first time but he’s shy:

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our little family pt.5 | park jimin

Originally posted by jinsthighs

Pairing: Father! Jimin + Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst + parent au

Word Count: 3.2k

Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

AN: SO I though this was going to be the last part BUT it’s not, I’m so sorry but the next part definitely will and again I’m so sorry for the wait, things had been a little rough at school with exams and just life *ugh* but I hope you enjoy this!

“Hey, what’s wrong man?” Taehyung asked worriedly, as Jimin sat down in front of him, his head buried in his hands as he let out a long sigh.

It had been a couple days since he’d last seen you, and honestly it was destroying him. Every day he’d go to Jieun’s preschool, expecting to see you there, but you weren’t.

But in all honesty, even if you were, he didn’t know what he’d do. What would he say to you after what happened? Would he act like it never happened? Would he bring it up? Would you bring it up?

“I–” he started before grumbling, “I just don’t know what to do Taehyung-ah.”

Prying Jimin’s hands away from his face, Taehyung looked at the boy and teased, “It’d be easier for me to help if you told me what’s actually going on.”

Jimin gave him a look, before sighing again and spilling out everything that happened in the last 3 weeks. From the day he met you,m to the club incident and to last Friday, to where Jimin had messed up big time.

“So you were about to kiss her and then you just..didn’t?” Taehyung asked in disbelief, “Are you freaking crazy? Why?!

"I–” Jimin exasperated before taking a breath, “I couldn’t do that to her.”

He stirred the small spoon he held in his coffee cup as he continued, “I didn’t want to because she deserves someone much more than me. She doesn’t deserve to be held back with someone who’s a single father and–”

“Did she say that?” Taehyung interrupted softly making Jimin look up at him with widened eyes.

“Did she say she didn’t want to be with you? Because I think it’s up to her whether she thinks you’re deserving or not and in all honesty man? You’re hell of a good guy.” Taehyung finished, with a proud smile on his face.

“Just look at the way you raised Jieun. She’s one of the most beautiful kids I know and the sweetest too? Why? Because of you.” Taehyung said softly, making Jimin chuckle, “Even after Herim left you, you still stayed strong. Why wouldn’t she deserve you?”

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Tom gushing about you in an interview

“I don’t know what the future holds for [Y/N] and I but there’s no doubt in my mind, right now, that I’ll end up marrying her. I can feel it just about every time I look at her. It’s an incredible feeling to look at someone and feel the things I feel. And I know we’re still young and that a lot of things can happen from now and till then but these feelings are strong. I honestly can’t believe it some days. I’ll just look at [Y/N] and think to myself, ‘yeah, this is the life I want to live, with [Y/N] by my side every step of the way’. I want to believe that, this is not something a twenty year old thinks about but I really, truly do. I can’t really imagine her not being in my life, you know? It’s just not a possibility. I won’t stand for it. There’s no one in this world that will ever compare to her nor do I want to find out. I’m so fortunate to call her my girlfriend because I watched her for years be with someone who didn’t deserve her and now I can make up for the time she didn’t realize how incredibly special she is. [Y/N] also gets along with absolutely everyone in my life which is extremely important to me. I swear they even like her more than me some days. But, yeah, I can definitely see myself with her for the rest of my life. Ten or so years from now, living the married life with baby Tom’s running around. It’s the perfect end goal.” 

~College!au Pen Pal Jungkook~ PART ELEVEN

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Originally posted by jkguks

You went to the cafe every morning, in hopes of spotting Jungkook, to somehow attempt to make everything right. For the first few days, he either wouldn’t hear you, or simply ignore your presence. Not to mention, Y/F/N was always near him.

You couldn’t message him from Sarcastic Princess, because one, Jungkook wold be even angrier how ridiculous this was getting for him. He wasn’t a fan of drama and that was just what was going to happen. Second, Y/F/N knew some shitty things about you, including why you never revealed yourself to Jungkook, and you knew she wouldn’t hesitate to tell Jungkook if you in any way ruined her chances with him. Hell, if you even thought about texting him as Sarcastic Princess, she could somehow convince him you’re were some CIA level hacker. She was that manipulative.

Then, those days when he was alone, he’d give a forced smile as if he didn’t care at all by what you’ve done. 

“Hey, Y/N,” his eyes would gaze over the store as if looking for someone. 

“Look, Jungkook. I know I lied but–”

“Can we not talk about this? It’s over with. I got my pen pal, and that’s all I ever wanted,” He spoke, sternly, the last few words expressing more meaning than said. 

That’s all he ever wanted. Just his pen pal. He never really was your friend, he was hinting. He wanted you to think he didn’t care at all about what had happened, or you for that matter. And that hurt. A lot.

He would leave, making a dumb excuse to meet up with Y/F/N. This went on for two weeks. She never hung out at your dorm anymore. Scoffing just thinking about it, you two never had much in common. She was more outgoing, popular, had a better style while you liked to stay in and watch time go by wearing your comfiest clothes. 

It was only until you told her about your pen pal when she seemed interested in your friendship. You should’ve known from the start. She was using you. Those times you asked if you were being sly enough, she was just being sly herself by learning to be his pen pal.

But out of all of it, you still had his friends. It was one day, you were in the library, a place you only used to go with Jungkook, when Jimin and taehyung rolled next to you on swivel chairs. 

“Hey, Y/N! Jungkook’s not around?” Jimin smiled.

“No. Just in case he hasn’t told you, we’re not friends anymore,” You looked at the computer in front of you, swallowing the knot in your throat.

“Wh–what?” Taehyung gasped, quite dramatically.

“Yeah, I lied to him. And he found out.” Now it was their turn to hate you. 

“Finally let him know you were his pen pal?”

Choking on a breath, you coughed. “What?”

“C’mon, Y/N. The way he spoke how you spontaneously entered his life, accidentally when his pen pal gave him her room number? Not that hard to see through,” Taehyung shook his head, but held in an amused smile. 

“But–”

“He’s an idiot. That’s why he didn’t suspect it. Why didn’t you tell him, anyway? He was in your room.”

You blinked at the boys’ curious faces.

“Uh, Y/N?”

“I think we broke her. She was sad, remember?”

Letting out a sigh, you looked down. “I lied because he was disappointed. You should’ve seen his face when he saw me, wearing my usual comfy clothes, messy hair. It wasn’t what he expected nor wanted.”

“Idiot,” Jimin shook his head to himself, referring to Jungkook. 

“But you two became friends! Surely, now he would understand why you felt that way. Why is he mad?”

“Because I wasn’t the one who told him. Psh–She didn’t even tell him the truth. Just made it a bigger lie.”

“She?” Taehyung asked.

“Y/F/N,” You spoke as if the name was poison on your tongue.

The boys looked at each other and clenched their jaws. “Y/F/N. Oh, we’ve heard of her.”

“You have? All good things I assume because she’s pretending to be Jungkook’s pen pal.

“Hm, from him, she’s okay, I guess. But we don’t like her,” Jimin frowned.

“Nope. At all,” Taehyung confirmed with a nod.

“Why not?”

“All she does is take away our time with him. He’s never around because they’re too busy hanging out. We’re glad she’s not his pen pal. We were really rooting that it was you.”

“That sure sounds like Y/F/N. I wish I would’ve known her motives sooner before I lost him.”

“You didn’t lose him,” Taehyung placed a hand on your shoulder. “Just tell him everything you told us.”

“I can’t do that. He’d still hate me. And when it comes to how much he hates me now and how much he’ll hate me if I tell him, I think I’m fine right now. Plus, why would he believe me after everything? Why would he even care?”

“Y/N…”

“I can’t tell Jungkook. Not gonna do it. Sorry for trying, boys, but I’m fine and I deserved this. Sure, I wish he could have the same outlook you two have but I’m not willing to risk it.” You stood up in your seat to leave when your heart dropped to the floor. You couldn’t move. 

“Tell me what?”


OOOOOkdshjfasdfkdjsf Wow who did two updates for the same series in a day??? Hello, yes, I did… Also, hey remember when this was fluff? Lolololol

Part 12?👀 (aasdfgh i know y’all want it)

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Hey y'all, so gods do I hate doing this but I’m starving again and have been eating at most 300 calories a day trying to stretch my food out. I also have had no clean water for over a month. Our landlord is evicting us at the end of the month because we refused to comply with his loophole rental increase of 400 dollars. And I have no money at all even to eat for the next week, let alone move so I can keep my belongings.

I’m heavily disabled, as I have multiple permanent injuries to my spinal chord and knees from a fall when I was younger. I am also immunodeficient, meaning I am sick constantly and suffer from chronic fatigue as a sort of side effect. I have tried for years to work, and even held a job for two, but the effect on my health ends up with me having straight up seizures from the stress on my body.

I can’t reach out to family as both my parents were extremely abusive, and do not approve of my gender transition and have actively worked to delay it.

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The Value Of Just Shutting The Fuck Up Sometimes


A few weeks ago, I was doing an interview with a reporter and she was asking about almost every weird GamerGate conspiracy theory that had come up about me in the last few years. I’ve honestly forgotten more of them than I remembered at this point. She didn’t seem to understand why I’d never addressed most of the accusations which had ranged from whose dick I touched to literally murdering people. She said in researching me for the piece, she’d only ever found the weirdo accusations but not my version of events, and seemed to not understand why I wouldn’t just say what actually did or didn’t happen.

I can’t blame her for being curious. I think whenever we hear something wild, especially about someone or something we care about, we want to know answers. Lord knows if you’re the one being lied about, it’s a natural impulse to want to set the record straight or give your side of anything.

Sadly, that’s extremely short sighted. No one thinks about what might happen next.

It’s been over three years of being accused of all kinds of shit from all kinds of people, and if I’ve learned nothing else, I’ve learned the importance of restraint and the responsibility that comes with having a large platform and gigantic visibility. It makes me feel like a kaiju where any small movement could potentially tip over a building. I’ve written a bunch in my book about how engaging with bad-faith accusations and signal boosting them just to refute them can easily backfire and ingrain false information in people’s minds even further. That can sometimes just come down to a math problem - if someone with an audience of 50 makes up a rumor about you, if you respond to it with your audience of 500, more people are going to see the false stuff than would otherwise. To complicate matters, there are enough people out there who think that even refuting something at all makes you look guilty. There are people who want you to be guilty because they already don’t like you. Frequently, bad-faith accusations will not be addressed by proof to the contrary, because you can’t reason someone out of something they didn’t reason themselves into in the first place. People are complicated.

But when you put your side of anything out there, the thing that comes next isn’t usually “oh, okay”. The thing that comes next is usually escalation. It’s people digging into shit trying to prove you wrong. It’s invasive, and it can have so much collateral damage.

For example, when people ask me why I didn’t address my ex’s claims about who I did and didn’t sleep with, even when I had the floor, I get why they’d ask. My own desire to keep some remaining shred of my privacy aside, those claims aren’t just about me. I’ve been accused of sleeping with people I haven’t ever really talked to, people who are pretty private in general who just want to be left the hell alone. I don’t have the right to drag them back into a messy situation that involves probably getting stalked and yelled at by nazis just to try and save my own skin, especially since it’s more likely than not that people are just going to believe whatever they want to anyway. Or maybe that’s me being cynical after watching years of people claiming that I fucked someone for a review I never got from a website I already had written for in the past. I honestly have, I think understandably, lost a bit of perspective on that particular point.

This is especially complicated by situations like mine, because I am under constant surveillance by people who hate my guts who are looking for people to hurt, and people looking to feed on “drama”, and people looking for new targets. If you think that’s being dramatic, there are places I know of that have threads specifically about stalking me *to this day* with literally thousands of posts in them. Bad faith actors aside, my audience is in the hundreds of thousands. The responsibility that comes with that is something I take extremely seriously.
It’s something that I encourage everyone else with big online platforms to take extremely seriously too. I think a lot of us internet famous folks ended up here without really trying to, and it’s easy to feel like “well I didn’t ask for this and it’s not my fault if something happens” and while, yeah, sure, you can’t take responsibility for the actions of other people (especially people who are super out there and just looking to hurt someone regardless of whatever you’re doing), I see no reason to not try to minimize harm. A power dynamic doesn’t cease to exist just because you didn’t explicitly seek that power out, or maybe didn’t even want it in the first place. People who have less resources than you will still have less resources than you regardless of how you feel about it.

When there’s a significant power differential at play, there’s harm algebra to be done when it comes to addressing disinformation. It’s not as simple as “just setting the record straight” in public, because once you make something public you give up a certain degree of control that you cannot get back. It might mean putting someone who is already hurting or has so much less than me in more harm than I’d ever face by just taking the reputation hit.

Sometimes there’s situations where I just have to take it on the chin, because nothing happens in a vacuum. Sometimes I just have to let it go, no matter how much it fucking sucks to have people out there tearing into you for reasons that really have very little to do with you, because the collateral damage is too much on too many people to justify any potential repairs to my reputation.

Honestly, it’s really not worth it to me to escalate a situation just to make a frequently pointless attempt at getting people to be more critical of the wild shit they read about me online, especially when it means probably hurting someone else. It’s been years and I still don’t know how to navigate a lot of this. I’ve tried so much already - talking about bigger stuff, proving what actually happened, attempting to prove negatives, responding only with screenshots of fighting game win screens. It’s not like people making shit up about me, regardless of motivation, is a novel occurrence in my life. It’s not like I’ve made the right call all the time - I’ve arrived at this method of dealing with shit after making a lot of *wrong* calls. I’ve been pretty open about being a bad fit for being a public figure of any sort - I was (and still feel) vastly unprepared to handle being a weird symbol to so many people who want all kinds of things from me regardless of if they need a villain or a hero or a symbol of whatever the fuck.

Frankly I can’t live my life around playing whack a mole with whatever new horseshit slithers out of the corners of the internet on any given day that ends in Y, because when I was trying to do that it really almost cost me my life.

A fun side effect of being a survivor of domestic violence is how easy it is to slip back into doubting your own life and experiences to a hyperbolic degree. A fun side effect of depression is feeling like everything you say and do is bad and wrong and that you’re worthless on a regular basis. A fun side effect of my PTSD is flashing back to being in that fucking elevator shaft when GamerGate started and I couldn’t sleep or eat and was convinced everyone would turn on me and I’d be alone forever any time some conspiracy comes up that hits me at just the right angle that it gets under my armor.

But I know that’s squarely out of my control. All I can do is manage what I do with that. I don’t know what else to do other than seek external advice from people smarter than me when something comes up that really gets under my skin or makes me doubt my own version of events even when I damn well know something didn’t happen to help counter the trashbrain filter that the disinformation comes in through because having those issues doesn’t let me off of any hooks. I don’t want to use any of that, or even my status as someone who is frequently targeted with shit that I’m too exhausted to type out so just picture me gesturing vaguely at everything to absolve me of anything. I don’t ever want to think I’m above reproach, so I check in with people around me who will be honest and call me on my shit. When I do fuck up, and I do because I’m a human in an extremely weird fucking situation, I do whatever seems like the right thing to do, not the face-saving thing to do. Sometimes, this is shit that’s done in private. I don’t know why people assume everything has to be handled extremely online. But overwhelmingly more often than not, shit is maliciously made up, and more often than not the only right move that will de-escalate shit and hurt the least amount of people is just letting it go and praying that people will see through it, or they’ll actually talk to me if they see some wild accusation. And if people wanted to look for reasons to think the worst and get the knives out immediately, honestly, I feel extremely done with anyone looking to build people up only to gleefully tear them back down. I’m tired and I’ve watched too many communities devour themselves to want any part of that, and am only interested in working toward a future that’s centered on restorative justice instead of exclusively punitive systems in different settings. I’m tired of enthusiastic disposibility masquerading as community. All that behavior says to me is that I was never safe around you in the first place.  

I know I’m taking a gigantic risk in even posting this to begin with because I know it’s an uncomfortable subject, but it feels like a bigger, longer-term risk to watch my comrades, siblings, and friends all scared and lost on either side of the power dynamic - both as people who have grievances with people with gigantic platforms, and as people who have gained both visibility and the jealousy and hatefollows that come with it. I’m tired of talking about this stuff in dms with other scared people who don’t know what to do. And by no means do I think this is the only way to deal with any of this - this is just how I feel, and how I approach being someone who went from being some random weirdo to being a cultural football. Your mileage may vary. Hopefully I figure out a way that’s less dehumanizing, and if I do, I’ll be sure and let you know. But again, I’m a random weirdo game developer. I’m figuring this shit out as I go, and I lean into my skids and wear my heart on my sleeve and if y'all want to throw me in the trash over being aggressively vulnerable and human at you, that’s ok. You don’t have to like me or support me, and I like trash anyway.

Shit’s pretty fucked up in the world right now (duh), but the very least we can do is really interrogate how and what we use our varying degrees of reach and visibility for. We have to see ourselves as part of something larger and look at our impact instead of just our intentions. For me, sometimes that means that being right doesn’t mean a damn thing and is unrelated to doing the right thing. Sometimes, for me, that means knowing when to just shut the fuck up and let people think what they’re gonna think. And if nothing else, I’ve seen that on a long enough timeline, people tend to figure out who makes shit up without my involvement.

So I’m only gonna say all of this once, here, so that I never have to say it again and I can point at it any time I’m asked to weigh in on something someone said about me on the internet, because god damn I’m tired and I’d rather spend my time and effort trying to help people and make dope shit than fuss about what people think they know about me.

Wanna One Kang Daniel Prince! AU (Part 3)

Sorry for the delay, y’all! You can find the first part here, the second part here and the fourth part here. Enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)

Originally posted by seong-wu

  • After that day, you had been even more shy than usual around Daniel, now aware of your deeper feelings
  • You were falling harder and harder for Daniel, but it seemed completely one sided to you; to him it was probably mainly a business deal
  • But regardless, it was still easy to hang out as friends
  • Anyway the two of you didn’t exactly know how to try “dating” other than hanging out as usual with Ong and Jaehwan
  • The four of you frequented a cafe after school, only ordering pastries instead of actual drinks, and played board games or cards together for a couple hours
  • Afterwards, all of you would head back to your homes, Ong always walking you to your bus stop because Daniel had his drivers and Jaehwan lived in an opposite direction
  • You and Ong weren’t friends at first, but he was really funny with an open personality, and got closer to you
  • He’d always joke around about how Daniel hadn’t been friends with a girl since forever, and it was incredible how you randomly popped up
  • Openly told you that he wanted the two of you to get together because it’d be “satisfying”, which was weird he already thought this considering the situation you and Daniel were in lol
  • You and Daniel decided not to tell Ong and Jaehwan for the time being about the “arrangement” because you knew they would immediately start teasing the both of you about it (even more than they already did)
  • Anyway your day was pretty much like this for a couple weeks: going to school, hanging out with friends after school, and then heading back home
  • You didn’t think it’d be this simple, but when you asked Daniel about it, he just flashed that smile and replied that he’d been telling his parents that “you two were going on dates every day after school”
  • This is pretty easy if it counts as dating.
  • But no, of course it couldn’t be that easy: the Queen had asked her servants to check up on how you and Daniel were doing on the dates, and when she found out you two were just hanging out with friends, she was unhappy, to say the least
  • It all went down one day after school… you, Daniel, Ong and Jaehwan were all getting ready to walk to the cafe, but as soon as you exited the school front doors, there they were: the Queen’s loyal servants YAY
  • “Miss (Y/L/N), Prince, please come with us, the Queen requests your presence at the palace,” one of the men said, leading you to the car, leaving Ong and Jaehwan protesting “what about me, oppaaa” to the servants, earning some sour looks (wtf)
  • You and Daniel sat down in the car, and immediately you theorized what the problem was
  • “Oh my god Daniel they know, they know that we haven’t been actually dating this entire time, they’re going to be so pissed at us, what are we gonna do oh my god omghfj sod-”
  • Daniel just laughed because that’s what he does and squeezed your cheeks with one hand
  • “(Y/N), they’re just my parents, what are they gonna do, it’s probably just so we can eat dinner with them today, chill”
  • You glared at Daniel, and silently freaked out for the rest of the car ride; you just had this feeling that something was up
  • The both of you arrived at the palace and were immediately sat down at another large dinner table; different from the previous times
  • You kicked Daniel under the table; something was definitely up, you just knew it
  • A couple minutes later, the King and Queen showed up, and quietly sat across from you, softly smiling
  • “What’s up guys,” Daniel casually asked, you side-eyeing him
  • “Oh, we just wanted to have dinner together!” the Queen chirped, the King nodding along
  • “I told you, (Y/N),” Daniel said, nudging you, “dumbass”
  • You let your guard down, but kept getting the vibe that something was wrong
  • You decided to go ahead and enjoy the food, Daniel also did so, stuffing his face like he hadn’t eaten in… ever
  • After you all finished dessert, you and Daniel collapsed back in your chairs, groaning at how full you two were
  • And finally, the Queen let you know why you two were actually here, the both of you completely dead from all the food
  • “So we’ve heard that you two have been going on some fun dates together, looks like you two are really getting a great taste of what a relationship is like, that’s great for you!”
  • The two of you just stared at her: where was this going…
  • “We don’t think this is enough though, we’d like you two to get even closer. Part of this deal is that (Y/N) learns how to get used to life in the palace, and how to act as the Princess!” the Queen exclaimed, pausing for a second before nudging the King
  • “Oh, yes, so (Y/N), from now on you should eat dinner here, and feel free to sleep here during the night time,”
  • “Oh, that’s completely fine, I’ll be going now, thank you for the meal,” you said, standing up from your chair, before the Queen interrupted
  • “Ah, no, (Y/N), what we mean is that you must eat and sleep here, in order for you to more properly adjust and expose yourself to what life as the Princess will be like,”
  • “But what about my pare-”
  • “We have already notified your parents of this arrangement, and they have more than accommodating of the plans, please be comfortable,”
  • You shot a look at Daniel: I told you so…
  • He shrugged in response: Oh welp lol
  • When suddenly, the Queen made things even mORE weird
  • “(Y/N), it would be ideal if you stayed in Daniel’s room, but for now you can sleep in one of the guest spaces near his room.”
  • Were you freaking out? uHHH yes you were, now you were living at Daniel’s house, at the palace… at the home of the guY YOU LIKED… could this get any more weird for you??
  • And finally, Daniel started showing reactions to this whole scenario, as he started blushing and scratching his face in embarrassment, making you feel even moRe awkward 
  • The King cut into your running thoughts, as he happily proposed that you “could tutor Daniel” in the classes you share, earning a “HEY i’M SMART” protest from Daniel
  • The Queen and King promptly ended the dinner, leaving you and Daniel to trudge up to his room in awkward silence
  • The both of you tiredly looked at one another, silently agreeing to just head to your own rooms for the night
  • “Night, (Y/N)”
  • “Good night”
  • And that was that.
  • You lived at the palace now.
  • You could barely get to sleep that night, wondering if now the relationship between you two would get awkward; how much this would change things because obviously Daniel had gotten somewhat shy that night
  • The next day, you were woken up by a maid, as you forgot to set your alarm the previous night
  • “Miss (Y/L/N), please follow us to the washing room, we have prepared your bath,” one of the servants said, guiding you to a washroom
  • You walked over to the washroom, the maid stopping by the door and telling you to enter, slightly smiling
  • Was that a giggle in her voice? What the hell…
  • You walked into the humongous room, with a sitting area and multiple closets before getting to the actual shower area
  • WeLP the reason for the giggling maid became clear, when you entered the washroom to see shirtless Daniel splashing water over his face, a towel covering his neck and some of his wet hair
  • (NO MORE BIH WE KEEPIN THIS PG)
  • “Oh… oh my god… Daniel COVER YOURSELF” you mustered out, before dropping to squat on the floor, covering your eyes (oh you)
  • “OH MY GOD (Y/N) WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME… HOW COULD YOU LET YOUR LUSTFUL EYES TAINT MY BODY…” Daniel screamed at you, covering himself up with his hands
  • “Daniel, that’s not how this works. My innocent eyes are the ones that are tainted, turd”, you breathed, still covering your face, turning around
  • “nO YOU SICK PERVERT WOMAN! CAN’T A MAN CLEANSE IN PEACE??!?”
  • “what the hell man I’m not even going to shower today fuck this”
  • “GO!! YOU CAN’T WASH AWAY YOUR SOILED INTENTIONS AND DIRTY MIND ANYWAY!!”
  • You couldn’t help but giggle as you ran out of the bathroom, collapsing onto one of the couches in the washroom’s sitting areas
  • He manages to be this charming and strange even when he’s half naked… someone give this man an award, you thought as you closed your eyes, relaxing on the seat
  • You had been prepared for your relationship to be awkward, just like how it kind of was last night, but everything was… completely back to “normal”, even if that was completely abnormal for most people
  • The craziness… it was comfortable, for the both of you.
  • A couple minutes later, a dressed Daniel walked out of the bathroom into the sitting area, smiling as he saw you curled up on the couch, your phone right next to your face
  • He was about to tap you awake like a noRMAL person would, but then couldn’t let this opportunity to go to waste
  • Daniel barely held in his laughter while taking your phone from right in front of your sleeping face, making sure the phone was not on mute and on the highest ring volume
  • He let a giggle escape him as he hid in the corner of you, calling your number
  • Your phone rang right in your face, extremely loud, causing you to spaz awake, jumping like a monkey to attack Daniel who was literally on the floor laughing, clutching his stomach
  • “ASSHOLE YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET THIS SO BADLY,” you screamed, kicking him before running into the shower room and slamming the door shut
  • I won’t be having a single normal morning from now on, will I…
  • YEP (Y/N) that’s exactly what’s going to happen from now on
  • If your alarm didn’t wake you up, every morning either you pranking Daniel or him pranking you would be sure to do the job
  • From him pouring his cologne-y smelling shampoo into your bottle to you stealing the toilet paper, your mornings were sure to be hectic (if not violent)
  • But you found yourself incredibly enjoying it
  • (and Daniel was too)
  • Both of you loved how the other didn’t take themselves so seriously, despite acting completely normal when it was necessary for public affairs
  • The both of you got closer than even before, if that was possible
  • You, Daniel, Ong and Jaehwan continued hanging out, but there was no way to continue hiding the fact that you and Daniel had this weird arrangement going on, since you went home with him every day
  • On the first day after that dinner, on the walk to the cafe after school, you and Daniel walked in front of Ong and Jaehwan, bickering about who would be the one to break the news to the guys
  • “YoU TELL THEM”
  • “NO YOU DO IT, THIS IS ALL THANKS TO YOUR PARENTS…”
  • “yeAh but I’m NOT MY PARENTS (Y/N)…”
  • “Tell us what, that you guys are having an arranged marriage?” Jaehwan asked, behind the both of you
  • “WHAT?? HOW DID YOU KNOW WHAT THE F-”
  • “HOLY SHIT I WAS RIGHT??? I WAS JOKING WHY DIDN’T YOU GUYS TELL US WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO”
  • “heYyyy I thought we were getting married Daniel, you unloyal hoe” Ong joking pouted, cutely punching Daniel
  • The teasing has already started. Great.
  • From then on, you two couldn’t catch a break with them, Onghwan always “ooooh”ing and snickering whenever you even taLKEd to each other
  • “Daniel watch out, (Y/N) is a total gold digger, watch out for yourself bro”
  • “I will hurt you, Ong Seongwoo”
  • But the time you three spent together was just as fun as before, except now you went home with Daniel instead of walking to your bus stop with Ong (which he alSO teased you about)
  • Anyway you and Daniel would do homework together every night, Daniel putting in effort to actually learn from you when you tutored him in math
  • His grades actually increased, to the delight of his parents
  • They were also very happy that even that you two basically ruined the washroom every day, you two were getting closer (which was their goal)
  • Anyway one night while tutoring Daniel, he fell asleep while you were explaining a concept, his head lolling around in the high chair he was sitting in next to his desk
  • You couldn’t bring yourself to wake him up, bringing a light blanket to cover him up, and began to stare at his adorable yet attractive face
  • “I didn’t know what I was getting into for the past few months… but it’s really been a lot of fun,” you whispered, softly poking Daniel’s cheek
  • “I don’t think I would mind marrying you at all, Daniel,” you breathed out, your fingers dropping to his lips as you blushed at the touch
  • But you didn’t have much time to appreciate the quiet stillness when Daniel’s mouth opened, biting the tips of your fingers
  • WhAT THE FUCK IS HE AWAKE OH MY GOD HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN LISTENING OSH FMDKLMY GOD
  • You yanked your fingers out of his mouth, standing up in shock, knocking over the stool you were sitting on
  • You stared in horror as one side of Daniel’s mouth curled upwards, eyes still closed
  • Your own mouth dropped open when he asked the dreaded question with the completely obvious answer, his eyes mischievously opening, giving you a look that made your heart beat even faster than it had been already
  • ”(Y/N), do you like me?”

Originally posted by parkji-hoons

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4


A/N: Wow look at me being all evil with the cliffhanger LOL

Anyway thank you all so much for all the kind words you’ve sent me during this time, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the support and patience 💞

I can see this AU wrapping up in the next part, and I’m so glad you all have been liking it so far!

And thanks for 900 followers!

Mafia!Got7 when they think your dead but your just going shopping/ maknae line

Got7 as Mafia members when they can’t find you and think your dead, but your actually just going shopping.

requested ~~


Youngjae:

Finally you had time to buy a new dress! Youngjae and you were planning a big party with his gang and since you wanted to didn’t seem to find a nice dress in your closet, you were now at the shopping mall. It didn’t take long and you found a beautiful, dark blue dress that was exactly your taste. You smiled and walked to the changing room, satisfied that you found something so fast. You tried it on and looked at yourself in the mirror. It didn’t look to bad, hopefully Youngjae would like it too.

You decided to take a picture of the dress and send it to him, so you searched for your phone and unlocked it. But instead of opening the camera you noticed that you had about 5 missed calls. All of them from your boyfriend Youngjae. Suddenly you sighed: You had forgotten to tell him that you were going out. You quickly called him back and he picked up quite fast.

„(Y/N), where the hell are you? Is everything ok? Did someone kidnap you?“

You told him that you were only going shopping and everything was fine. At first you heard nothing, then he talked to someone on the other side of the line.

„Jackson, put that machine gun away. They said the truth, they really didn’t kidnap her. Yugyeom, why are you even fighting with my bread knifes?!!“

You heard disappointed mumbling and you just had to laugh. These boys…

Originally posted by yjarssunshine


Bam Bam:

Bam Bam and you had planned a trip to he beach for ages, especially since he bought a mansion with a private beach last month so that you guys wouldn’t be bothered by his enemies. You were looking forward to it, not just because you liked the ocean but also because you were finally going to spend lots of time with your boyfriend. Ever since he was a part of the mafia, time for each other wasn’t something you had often.

It was two days before the trip when suddenly you facepalmed yourself out of the blue. You had planned this whole trip and considered every little detail, yet you had forgotten to buy yourself a bikini or swimsuit. Nice. Good job, (Y/N), you thought to yourself. But in the end all you could do was go and buy yourself some swimwear. The shopping mall was closing in 2 hours and tomorrow was sunday, so you had to hurry.

There were still lots of people at the mall when you arrived, and you went to your favorite store, not really hurrying anymore. At least you wouldn’t be the only costumer, that was always awkward so you avoided it. You entered the little, cute store and walked to the swimwear section.

4 stores later you finally left the shop with a bag. That hadn’t been as easy as planned, but at least you’d found a nice bikini! You made your way to the exit when suddenly, you felt arms wrapping around your waist. You jumped and tried to punch the stranger, suddenly panicking. You hadn’t even considered the fact that somebody might try to abduct or even kill you. Which wasn’t even offbeat ever since your relationship with Bam Bam went viral.

„Eum, excuse me? I searched the whole city for you, I thought you were dead, finally I found you and know your trying to punch me?“

You sighed in relief when you heard Bam Bams sulky but also amused voice. You wanted to defend yourself, but he interrupted you.

„It’s ok, don’t even bother, jagi. You’ll make it up to me anyways.“

You could basically hear the wink he gave you.

Originally posted by kunpimuak

 Yugyeom:

Today you got up quite early in the morning, so Yugyeom was still asleep. You smiled at his sleeping form. He seemed so inncocent, even cute. But you knew better, neither was he innocent nor was it cute when he was killing his enemies without any effort. But that was the life he chose and you respected that decision. You walked into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast, but when you opened the fridge, you frowned. Why was it so… empty? You rolled your eyes. Probably Jin again. That hacker was eating like a beast. Since you didn’t want to wake up Yugyeom, you decided to go to the grocery store. It would only take 10 minutes, no need to leave a message for your boyfriend who was still sleeping like a stone.

You ended up leaving the store about 40 minutes later, since you’d met an old high school friend of yours and wanted to catch up with her a little bit. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers and now you where walking home in quite a good mood.

When you opened the door and went to the kitchen, an unusual scene appeared in front of you. Yugyeom and about 5 of his closest friends where sitting around the kitchen table. Their leather jackets didn’t really seem to fit the colourful flower print on the table cloth. When they saw you, they got silent. Some were watching you with amusement, some seemed to be confused. Yugyeom sighed and closed his eyes.

„There you are. Guys, just leave now. Wait. Jin, put the apple back.“

After all of them left, you sat next to Yugyeom and looked at him with a confused look.

„(Y/N). Please don’t tell me you where just grocery shopping. I think that was the first time I was actually scared.“

He pulled you onto his lap and hugged you. He really must’ve been scared for you, considering the fact that he wasn’t even mad.

„You know, I’m quite hungry now tho. And the plan me and the guys just made was extremely good, so maybe I’ll just blow up the other gang anyways.“

Originally posted by holyfuckmark


 

Oh my god. I got so carried away with these O.o  They basically got little Imagines. I’m sorry X’D

I hope you guys like it anyways~~

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Dinner

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request:

How about a Whacky Bucky x F!Reader chatroom? Bucky and Y/N have been secretly dating from the team, but when they try setting up Y/N with someone, will Bucky explode or keep it cool? Then when the couple spills the beans Tony and Clint get protectiv            


Bucky has created a chatroom: stevie i know u want to join but don’t. we are already in another chat there is no need for u to join this one too k thank

Bucky has added Y/N.

You: Are you even trying, Barnes?

Bucky: What? He won’t join.

You: He is most definitely going to join.

Bucky: No, he won’t. Trust me, love.

You: Yes, he will. If he wasn’t already suspicious he is now.

Bucky: Don’t worry, I have him distracted with cute puppy pictures in our other chat.

You: I want to be apart of that chat.

Bucky: So, I was thinking, dinner at your place, or mine? Or do you want to go out?

You: Out. I do not want to explain to Nat why you were hiding in my bathroom again, or have to hide every time Steve randomly shows up at your place.

Steve has joined the chat.

Y/N has cleared the chat.

Bucky has cleared the chat.

Steve: Why did you clear the chat? I don’t mind, really. You don’t have to hide. It’s okay. Just tell me the truth.

You: Really, Steve? You mean that?

Steve: Yeah. It does hurt, though. Finding out your friends are making plans BEHIND YOUR BACK BECAUSE THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO JOIN THEM YOU SNAKES

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