To say my grandmother was eccentric is an exercise in gross understatement. Particular to the point of painful, she needed everything done just so, or she would throw impressive fits, and claim she would never speak to the perpetrator again.
On a hunt,
Y/N is surprised to find out in such circumstances, a kink that she has – as is
Dean. They try it out when they get back to the motel room.
not doing that. No way!” You shouted through the motel room.
“Come on Y/N this is where he’s going to be and it’s probably our only
chance to kill him.” Dean argued. “I have to go too.”
You snorted, “You get to wear clothes though, you don’t have to go in your
You had been on this case for the past two weeks trying to find the vampire
that was terrorising the city, so of course you wanted to kill the son of a
bitch. But the only problem was that he only showed his face once a fortnight
at a club downtown. The club looked like your average sort of club from the
outside but in reality it was invite only. Not only that but the invites were
for men who had girlfriends and partners that would come along only in their
underwear (or less) and then, “I don’t even want to think about what sort
of stuff happens in that club at night.”
Back in 1983 my high school library was a bit of a joke. It seems we never had more than 2 copies of any book the county put on its required list. What this meant was that everyone was frantically trying to get the same books to complete papers with. Before I could drive this meant getting my poor mom to drive me to every library in the area.
One day our library started asking for volunteers to do a fundraiser to get more materials and namely more copies of the required books. Some of us jumped on board and sold everything from donuts to coupons. We would also hold bake sales, car washes, and etc. We were elated when at the end of the drive we had far exceeded the goals.
We were all promised that we would have our dreams realized over the summer. The school year starts up and we are giddy to see the new books. Imagine our dismay when we get into the library and find that most of the books are gone. Bare shelves glared at us as we went along the rows. Thats when we noticed that the holy grail of the library was also missing - the card catalog file. In its place was two computer terminals - mind you not computers.
We went to the front desk and asked the librarian what was going on. She had decided to get a fancy computer system ‘to make her job easier and cut down on theft’. We were stunned because we did not have a theft problem. Certainly some books would get lost or damaged but not very many. The books were mostly missing because they had been sent to a company to 'have security embedded in them’. The worst part is the librarian overspent and therefore, you guessed it, was not able to purchase more books.
We felt the shame of being used, lied to, and screwed over. It was at this point that we knew revenge was in order. It took myself and a couple of my fellow computer nerds 15 min to figure out what they had done to the books. The security tag was a RF tag (like at stores) on the card pocket of the book. The new cards themselves had metal foil in their center. Without this foil the tag would receive energy from the newly installed gates at the library door and set off an alarm.
I decided to test our knowledge. I grabbed a reference book, threw a gum wrapper in the pocket, shoved it in my bag, and hit the door. I passed out the door without a peep from the gates. After that day we threw our plan into action. We would steal as many books as we could and hide them in any location we could find.
At first we used storage rooms by boxing them up and soon ran out of space. We then started using empty lockers and even putting them in the ceiling on top of divider walls. By the end of the year the librarian was getting frantic. She could not balance her inventory with the new computer system and she was being called out on it thanks to our many complaints. Another genius move was to have then boxes labeled as other textbooks and sent to the warehouse over the summer. This was easy to do since WE were the volunteers that wrote a program to do it and would print the labels.
The librarian ended up losing her job and being investigated for fraud since there seemed to be some missing funds as well. Over the summer the county finally spent the money to fill our book request due to the uproar. It was not until a week before the start of school that they started discovering library books in the extra boxes several teachers received.
This was just the beginning of us getting revenge on some of the teachers. In the end we got our revenge and the original items we worked so hard to get.
Extra: the books never left county property. We boxed most up and sent them to the warehouse. They came back next year.
Also the company finished the other books they had and sent them back midway through the year. This worked to our advantage because the librarian could not see how many were gone until they placed all the secured books on the shelf from the final shipment.
Yay im adding 13rw to my list of imagine… things anyways
I hope this is good because I legit love jeff but tony is my fav… and HE DESERVED BETTER and this takes place before Hannah and Jeff…. *cries*
Most of the time, you were the one in the relationship to get extremely mad. Sometimes your boyfriend Jeff was too nice for you, too calm for everything and that made you angry sometimes. Especially when you wanted him to yell and let his true feelings out. You could see veins throbbing in his muscular body when you two fought and it made you worried that one day he would explode. You wanted Jeff to get mad at you because it worried you if he didn’t.
And one day you had enough. You two (more like just you) had been fighting over the fact that Jeff seemed to be spending more time with Clay and his other friends more than he had been with you, and all Jeff could do was sigh and tell you he was sorry.
“Y/N, baby I’m sorry. Clay’s been hanging out with Hannah and I know he likes her and I just want him to be happy. He hasn’t liked someone this much since kinder.” Jeff said as he watched you pace in the library, where Clay had just left from after helping him with his paper.
There he was, giving valid excuses. Excuses that you actually thought were cute and didn’t want to stop, but you were so angry that he just didn’t tell you off. You would have liked it better. You hated that you were the bad guy in the relationship.
“Come on, baby.” Jeff said, getting up from his seat and wrapping his arms around you from behind. He rested his chin on your shoulder as you stared ahead. “I’m sorry. I’ll take you to the movies tonight if you want? I’ll skip one practice just for you. The new Ouija movie came out yesterday and I know you want to see it.”
You felt the heat bubble under your skin as you thought of his kindness, and when you didn’t answer Jeff placed a kiss on your temple. “You know I would spend more time with you if I could, Y/N. Please…”
“Jeff, stop!” You said sharply, pulling away. He looked at you while his jaw tightened. You could tell he was angry that you were still angry. You knew he hated that he was being honest and you were still being a bitch, and you hated yourself for walking away too.
You ran out of the library, running at the back of Clay’s retreating backside, calling out his name. “Clay, wait up!”
Clay turned around with his eyebrows furrowed, his mouth open slightly. “Hey, Y/N… weren’t you just fighting with Jeff?”
“Jensen when you witness someone get into a fight you don’t ask questions three seconds later.” You sighed, before laughing at his expression.
“Right.” He said, nodding and then continuing to walk. You walked with him, only glancing back slightly to see that Jeff was standing at the door of the library with his arms crossed.
You turned away quickly. “You want to go to Rosie’s with me? My treat.” You asked Clay, fixing your shirt.
“Uh, well,” Clay looked back as well but you stayed looking ahead. “I have work at seven so…”
“It doesn’t take that long to eat a meal, Jensen. Come on.” You hooked your elbow with his and put on a fake smile, beginning to tease him about Hannah, who just so happened to be one of your new friends.
It had been a few days since your fight with Jeff, and since then you had been ignoring him to your greatest extent. You wanted him to confront you, to tell you you were being a bitch, which three people had told you so far. You wanted Jeff to act normal. But yet despite the severe case of bitchiness you were showing him, Jeff still went out of his way to send you goodnight, goodmorning, and just in general cute texts. He kept apologizing, but that’s not what you wanted. You wanted him to be a human and get angry and yell, sometimes his perfect collect and physique got you. Sometimes it made you feel insecure because you weren’t like Jeff and you felt like you didn’t deserve him. Jeff deserved better.
But on this particular day, after three consecutive days that you had been ignoring Jeff, you guessed it got too much for him. It was after a baseball game, and the minute that the game had ended and Jeff had won the game for the team you shot out of your seat like the rest of the crowd, yelling loudly.
You threw your half eaten hot dog to the ground and ran off of the bleachers as the baseball team was walking to the locker rooms. Bryce Walker, a friend of Jeff’s, was walking right in front of your smiling boyfriend, both of them covered in red dirt and giving high fives away like candy.
“Bryce!” You yelled out, catching the attention of both men. This was your last try at getting Jeff mad. At giving him a chance to explode on you. At being a little less perfect.
“Y/N?” Bryce said with a little confusion and a lot of excitement. He held out his arms hesitantly and you shrugged before giving him a giant hug, laughing loudly.
“Good game, Bryce! You did good out there.” Your eyes went wide when his hands lingered too low on your waist, instantly pushing him a little with laughter. “Any plans for celebration? I’ve got weed.”
Bryce raised his eyebrows and grinned, twisting his bat in his hands. “Wow, didn’t know you smoked, Y/N! Well me and the guys are getting together for a little fun stuff. The hot tub will definitely be put to good use. Any chance you wanna share the stuff?”
You could see Jeff out of the corner of your eye, his neck and temple throbbing with veins. He was getting angry. You still ignored him.
“Hell yeah, I’ve got a new two piece I have to show off.” You winked cheekily and Bryce coughed loudly.
“Of course your boyfriend would be coming too.” He said while glancing at Jeff.
It all happened in a flash, one second you were walking next to Bryce and the next there was the clatter of a bat and you were swept off of your feet and thrown over someone’s back. It was Jeff and he was completely ditching his route to the locker rooms and was carrying you the direction of the parking lot, which was slowly clearing out.
“We still on?” Bryce called out.
You nodded while struggling in Jeff’s tight grip. Jesus, you had a good view of his ass and muscular arms. “Fuck,” You cursed. “Jeff, ease up a bit on the grip, I bruise easily.”
Jeff said nothing but obliged to your request, his breathing hard and fast. Honestly, you were scared a little bit. You knew this is what you had wanted, but you didn’t exactly know what was in store for you. Was he going to break up with you? Murder you and throw your body in a ditch. Angry Jeff was unpredictable because he hardly ever existed.
When you two arrived at his car he set you down a little roughly, throwing his baseball cap off of his head and running his fingers through his hair. “What did I do?” He asked softly despite his rough demeanor.
You thought you had heard wrong. “What?”
“WHAT DID I DO?” Jeff yelled loudly, his face going red. “WHAT DID I DO TO MAKE YOU SO COLD TOWARDS ME! I LOVE YOU, BUT Lately you’ve been acting like such a- such a- BITCH!”
Part of you was relieved that he had called you that, but not when the guilt suddenly ate his features. “NO- no, Jeff! It wasn’t you oh MY GOD! It was me, Jeff, I was a bitch, I am a bitch don’t apologize.”
“No, you’re not oh my God, I’m so-”
“JEFF! Please don’t apologize! Do something! Call me names, yell at me, look at this point I don’t care! Punch me, let out your anger, Jeff! God, I hate seeing you like this, angry but you don’t do anything.”
Jeff was confused, his chest heaving. “Baby, you know i hate being angry. It makes me feel like a bad person.”
You let out a huge breath of air as you turned around in a circle, tugging at the roots of your hair. “Jeff,God, Jeff does that mean I’m a bad person? Jeff, you’re human it’s okay to be mad and it’s okay to yell every once in a while. Do you know how it makes me feel when you can do everything with so much kindness and positivity? It makes me feel insecure because I’m not as pure as you and I’m a big bitch. God, I love you, Jeff, but please just get angry at me. It is my fault.”
Jeff stood there for a second, staring at you and processing your words. His eyes gazed over your face and you shifted uncomfortably after a second. Then, without warning he surged forward and kissed you sweetly and despite his sweaty hands and body he tasted like mint.
When he pulled back he smiled and shook his head. “You ignored me for three whole days because you were angry that I never get angry? That’s kind of ridiculous, babe. Listen, I do these things, I put up with you even when you’re irrational because I know you feel bad when you do it. I know that it doesn’t matter how long it takes you always apologize. Let me guess this way your last attempt?”
You grumbled slightly because Jeff was grinning down at you now, his hands on your shoulders as his fingers squeezed you lightly. “Yes.”
“Baby, in so many ways it makes you better than me, because I bottle those emotions up. One day I told my mom off because I was angry at Zach and I didn’t do anything about it. He doesn’t know that breaking my lucky bat was wrong because he thought I was okay with it, because I didn’t get angry. Please, Y/N, don’t feel insecure with me. We’re both a little rusty on our humanity skills baby.”
You nodded and Jeff did so too, placing his forehead across yours as he smiled before enveloping your lips in his, his teeth grazing your bottom lip teasingly. “I love you, Jeff.”
“I love you too, Y/N.”
“More than anything in the world.” You both said together before kissing once more.
“Now let me tell you how hot you look when you’re yelling, Jeff.”
Synopsis: There was you. An ordinary human girl, wrong place, wrong time. Then there was Loki. God of Mischief, war criminal. When Thor brings you to Asgard to ensure your safety, there is nobody else you come to hate more passionately than his evil foster brother. Then Odin finally decides on a new and much more effective kind of punishment for Loki, causing your whole world to fall apart. He would simply marry him off to a mortal, someone who is, by all means, “beneath” him. You.
Pairing: Loki x Reader Rating: M Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot) Words: 7217 Warnings: smut, forced marriage
Request; Hey could you do a Zach Dempsey smut where you find him jerking off and offer to help him. Also i really love the Musical fingers imagine.Btw I don’t know if you do 13rw Characters but if you don’t you could just turn it into a reggie mantle one Thanks in advance.
A/N; Let me tell you guys how this is another version of this imagine because the first one I was doing my computer shut down in the middle of it so I had to rewrite the whole thing but yesss I do 13rw imagines I love that show and all the characters.In other news I write other things not just smut. I can write fluff romance drama just tell me what you want sis or bro. Idk ask for a part 2 if yah want i lowkey feel this is short but at the same time long idkk
REQUEST ARE OPEN
Warnings;smut,sin, sin,sin ,more sin, jacking off ,blowjobs blah, blah, blah
Part two (coming soon depends)
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon one of those day in April when the weather is cooperating. A day meant to go out , the park. shopping , walking it doesn’t matter as long as you go somewhere to enjoy the weather.Where was I going not anywhere I wished to go. I was walking down the street no not on my way to the park to enjoy this lovely warm weather instead I was stuck studying for a final tomorrow with my study partner Zach Dempsey. Yes you heard right the Zach Dempsey star player of the basketball team.Unlike his teammates he was actually I laid back guy.He knew what mattered.He was pretty smart for a sports guy, He worried about his grades as much as he worried about sports.He wanted to be a biologist or something like that. He told me on one of our study session, I honestly can’t remember correctly maybe I was too busy drooling over the hottie, maybe that’s the problem I’m too distracted by him. I mean the guy is fit from head to toe, I guess sports really do pay off. Oh if he knew the dreams I have about him and how I fantasize over his lips being on mine. Zach and I have weird friendship we are always flirting with each other and making sexual innuendos but we have never made contact that wasn’t just the friend type even though I wished we had. I was early to our study date I was sure Zach wouldn’t mind my parents went out and I didn’t want to be home alone. Zach has texted me earlier to just walk in when I got there. Zach parents were out of town and they took his little sister with them so it was just going to be me and Zach.I reached the long driveway of the Dempsey home and decided to let myself in.Walking up the driveway I remember all the time Zach has come to open the door for me.How he’s always wearing a shirt that hugs his bodily perfectly showing off all his muscles and how his sweatpants always hang low on his hips. He looks mesmerizing each time. I reach the door opening it slowly trying to remember the way to Zach’s room. I’ve been in this house couple of time but the house is a mansion figuring out your way through it is like trying to get out of a maze each time.Making my way up the endless stairs I start to remember the way to his room. When I reach the top of the stairs I hear a something that sounds exactly like a moan. Immediately I regret my decision of showing up early. What if Zach had someone over? I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.My mind told me to get out of there but my feet wouldn’t listen they had a mind of their own and I slowly walk towards the door Zach moans got louder and I gotta admit they sounded enticing.Tempted to see what was happening inside I decided to look through the breach of the door. The view was captivating and alluring, Zach was pleasing himself his muscles clenching his hair was damped and little droplets of sweat decorated his forehead and his eyebrows were furrowed.His hand moving up and down his exquisite cock and in that moment I desired that my mouth was his hand. As a gasp left his mouth I couldn’t hold it any longer my heart palpitated and I felt my body heat up the place in between my legs throbbing for attention.A sudden wave of confidence flowed through me as I stepped into the room speaking up.
“ Need a hand “ I say confidently
Zach is shocked he pulls his pants up in one swift movement turning the chair to face the opposite way that i’m standing.
“ wha… what did you say ?” he says stuttering
I start walking towards him “I asked if you needed help with that” I said standing in front of him. I sit on his lap and slowly kiss his jawline
“ like I said I could help but only if you want” I swing my legs to straddle him and get close to his ear I start nibbling on it slightly “Let’s be honest Dempsey you want this as much as I do so what are you waiting for” I say and I start kissing his jawline again.He grabs my hips firmly making me me grind on his bulge. I let out a gasp from the sudden contact. we craved each other. I look up at him his eyes darker full of lust the intensity between us growing. He harshly pulls my face to his crashing our lips together and a surge of electricity runs through me.The kiss was passionate and lustful at the same time. Like we had been waiting for this forever and like it will last for eternity. I pull away short of breath and see Zach smirking.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that for” he says panting.I get on my knees making eye contact with him eager to have his luscious cock in my mouth my core burning with desire at every touch.I glidle my hand across his bulge and he hisses. I massage it slowly through his boxers. The anticipation of having him in my mouth is killing me but I also want to tease him. I slowly pull down his sweats and he kicks them off he’s only in boxers now giving me a better view.I take off his boxers looking up at him and batting my lashes I take him in my hands and he bucks his hips upward putting more of himself in my hand I pump him a few times before putting his savory tip in my mouth a suck the tip slowly and he lets out a throaty moan. I take him in my mouth as much as I can slowly bobbing my head up and down he starts thrusting his cock in my mouth making me moan which sends vibrations onto him.He forcefully pulls my hair into a pony tails guiding me. He hits the back of my throat and I gag. I can hear him cursing under his breath and I know he’s close. The view is consuming , he’s furrowing his eyebrows his mouth slightly open letting string of curse words fall from it once in awhile I moan at the thought of having him come undone inside my mouth. I feel him twitch so I moan again. I feel his milky liquid in my mouth and I greedily savor his taste, his delicious cock still throbbing in my mouth.He lets go of my hair I wipe the corners of my mouth and get up.I sit on his lap again pulling his lips to mine kissing him passionately.
“Damn Y/N I didn’t know you were such a freak”
he says still short if breath
“Actually there a lot of things you don’t know about me Dempsey” I say smirking.I get up from the chair and start walking towards the door but Zach grabs me and throws me on the bed pinning me down.
“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck
Pairing: Jughead x reader Description: Archie and Veronica start talking about some of their sexual experiences, which sparks the readers interest, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by her boyfriend. Basically Jughead is a little shit (prompt #7 requested) Warnings: Sin, but not full sin, like, half sin. 50% sin. and I’m going to hell ——————————————————————– It was obvious that Archie and Veronica weren’t virgins. It was totally ok, and nobody in our group of friends minded, at least half the school was having sex, which I guess was normal in this day and age, but it was still almost like, an elephant in the room, like, a baby elephant, but an elephant nonetheless. The conversation I had been dreading was eventually going to come up, and it did. I was hoping that maybe it wouldn’t be brought up so soon after the whole Archie and Miss Grundy incident, but of course, Kevin had to open his big, fat mouth.
“So, I just need to know, what was it like having sex with a teacher Arch?” Kevin leaned forward in his chair, looking at Archie expectantly. Archie tensed up and his hand stopped strumming his guitar that sat in his lap.
“Kev! Oh my god” Betty smacked his arm, giving him a cross glare
“I mean, if we can’t talk about it, then we shouldn’t be doing it, right?” Kevin pointed out, looking around at us. I shifted uncomfortably on the couch I was sat on by my boyfriend, Jughead. We had been dating for 8 months now and hadn’t really discussed anything like this.
“I mean, Kevin has a point.” Veronica agreed, crossing her arms nonchalantly.” If you’re going to have sex you should be able to talk about it. It’s important to discuss it, make sure you’re doing it safely, especially at our age. The last thing we need is one of us getting pregnant.”
“Yeah, yeah, anyways what positions did she make you do?” Kevin turned his attention back to the boy and Betty yelped again.
“Uh, well, a lot of it was just missionary. She rode me a few times, we did maybe a couple different ones…” Archie trailed off.
“Did you guys fuck in her car?” I saw Jughead roll his eyes out of the corner of my eye as he typed away on his laptop.
“Uh, yeah, a couple times…” Archie’s face went red.
“Well, I for one have tried many different things, many different kinks, many different genders.” Veronica smirked at her last few words and Betty’s jaw practically fell to the floor.
“Oh, do tell” Kevin wore a shit eating grin on his face as he turned his attention to Ronnie.
“Dude, don’t you like dick? Archie asked him, an eyebrow raised
“Oh, Archiekins, just because I swing left doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy the sexual stories provide by the right swingers.” Archie still looked confused and Kevin sighed in an irritated manner. “Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean straight sex repulses me.” Kevin huffed, explaining to Archie. “You may be pretty but you sure aren’t bright.”
Ronnie began to fill us in on her sexual experiences, and Jughead ignored the conversation, typing away on his laptop instead. I, however, gave my full attention to the stories Ronnie told, my heart racing as I began to think about a few of the scenarios with somebody else in mind.
After school, I went straight home, taking the stairs two at a time and opening my laptop. I began to look up some of the stuff Ronnie told the group about. I was impressed, disgusted, and horrified all at once.
“Hey, I know you said you were busy, but I brought Pop’s.” I slammed my laptop shut as quick as I could, turning in my chair to see Jughead with a take-out bag.
“Woah, what’s up?” Jughead set the food down on my nightstand, looking at me as I tried to look casual. My cheeks were as red as Archie’s hair, and I knew at any second I was going to get busted.
“Y/n, what’s on the computer?” Jughead raised an eyebrow. He leaned down so he was eye level with me, both hands resting on either side of my wheely chair.
“N-nothing.” I stammered, his face dangerously close to mine.
“Really? Because I saw how interested you looked while Veronica shared her “stories”, earlier. Care to explain?” Jughead leaned in closer, turning his head a bit as if he was getting ready to kiss me. Before I could process what was happening, Jughead pushed my chair all the way in to the corner of my room and had my laptop open, typing in my password.
“Asshole!” I screamed, jumping up from the chair and shoving him down on to my bed. It was too late though, he had already seen my computer screen.
“Wow, y/n, this is a whole new side of you.” Jughead teased, a smirk on his lips as his hands rested on my hips. I whacked his chest with the palm of my hand before getting up and closing the tabs on my computer
“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could have just told me.” Jughead sat up on my bed, a shit eating grin resting upon his lips.
“Lose that grin, Wednesday Addams.” I leaned against my desk, my arms crossed.
“Why don’t you come over here and wipe it off of me?” Jughead leaned back, an eyebrow raised in expectation. I blushed, my mouth opening but no words coming out.
“Really, y/n? You’re going to make me do all the work/” Jughead stood from my bed, walking over to me and pressing his body to mine. He leaned down, pressing his lips to mine. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, lifting me so they were now wrapped securely around his waist and stumbling backwards to the bed. My hands went to his air, knocking off his beanie and running my fingers through his black locks. His tongue slipped past my lips, his arms pulling me closer to his body.
Jughead’s lips left mine after a few moments of kissing, trailing down my cheek and jaw to my neck. He bit down gently on the spot below my ear, puckering his lips and sucking until a satisfying dark shade of purple was left. I let out a heavy breath, my hips bucking down against his involuntarily.
“We probably shouldn’t be doing this; my mom could be home at any moment.” I panted.
“You’re probably right.” Jughead breathed, pressing a kiss to my jaw. “Rain check?”
“Definitely.” I leaned down, kissing him again. Jughead leaned back on my bed, pulling me down with him.
“Y/n?” Jughead looked up at me, his fingers running through my hair. “You can talk to me about these kinds of things, you know. I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide them from me.” Jughead pressed a kiss to my cheek. After a few more minutes of cuddling, I got up, grabbing my laptop from my desk. I opened Netflix and put something on to watch as we cuddled in my bed, eating takeaway from Pop’s.
And I totally used that raincheck the next weekend.
Request - “Can you do a Jeff imagine where he gets jealous and then turns into a hot make out sesh?”
(This kinda has a bad-boy Jeff feel to it i guess)
It had been a week since you’d spoken to Jeff. A week since you’d had one of the worst arguments yet. A week since you’d felt good. Jeff was your everything, and being in a bad place with him made you feel bad to your very core.
But tonight, was your friend Jess’ party, and you had to go, for her. You would just have to avoid Jeff as much as possible.
You were here, but you were anxious to go in. So you stood behind a tree in the front yard until you’d downed the cider you’d brought with you for some liquid courage. You’d worn your lucky red lipstick.
“Right.” You muttered to yourself, before starting towards the door.
The party was as you expected it, you did enjoy a good party every now and again, but the worry tonight was seeing Jeff. You’d had a huge fight because Your close friend Zach had said something unclear, that gave Jeff the impression that you had been cheating on him with Zach. Of course, you hadn’t. Zach hadn’t meant any harm, but the way rumours spread was insane. Everyone left right and centre believed it was true, and were convincing Jeff off it, too.
You saw Hannah and Clay by the drinks and decided to go join them.
“Hey guys!” You grinned.
“Oh hey Y/N…” Clay stuttered, “Here have a drink.” He said, handing you a red cup. “H- Hannah why don’t you show Y/N the bathroom.” He was tripping over his words.
“Uh, Clay, I know where the bathroom is.” You laughed, a perplexed look on your face. Hannah laughed and started to move toward you.
Then, Jeff came out from behind the two with three drinks, and you realised what Clay had been trying to do.
“Right.” You nodded. “Imma go outside.” You awkwardly pointed toward the door and dashed outside. You knew Jeff had seen you, but you just weren’t prepared to face him yet. It hurt that he hadn’t believed you.
You sat down on a vacant chair in a relatively empty part of the garden with your drink, annoyed at yourself.
“Hey, Y/N. You all alone?” Montgomery De La Cruz appeared out of no where and sat in the seat next to you.
“Uh, I guess.” You shrugged.
“Nice. You having fun?” He asked.
He put his hand on your knee. “I’m really sorry to hear that, Y/N, maybe I can help make the night better for you.”
Before you could even muster up a response, a booming voice emerged from the shadows.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing man?” Jeff was not one who got angry often, but this was him at his angriest. He was probably a few drinks in, and had pent up anger from the previous week. “That’s my fucking girlfriend! Get your goddamn hands off her or I swear to god-” he was pulling Montgomery by his collar away from you and his jaw was clenched.
“Jeff stop! It’s fine.” You cut in, standing up so fast that your drink fell over.
“No it’s not fine! This pretentious douche bag thinks he can just hit on my girlfriend and I won’t notice?” He shoved him.
“Jeff!” You shouted again. “He meant no harm. It’s not exactly like you’ve been acting like my boyfriend for the past week, so I don’t know why you are now.” The salt in your voice stung. Jeff looked taken aback, but his fist remained clenched.
“Man I’m outta here, not worth it.” Monty’s voice cut through as neither of you had really been paying attention to him, and he slithered back into the house.
“You clearly don’t get it.” He snapped.
“I’m not having this fucking argument again.” You moved in toward him, throwing your hands above your head.
“Don’t bother then!” He scoffed, stepping inwards.
“I won’t!” You spat.
“Fucking fine.” He was so close now that you could feel his hot breath on your face.
He smiled menacingly and his jaw was tight. His eyes were boring into yours. Then in one swift movement he crashed his lips to yours and grabbed your waist roughly. You kissed him back fiercely and tugged at his hair. His tongue slipped into yours and you breathed heavily through your nose. His hands were hot on you and the kiss was deep and knee-buckling. He moved his mouth down to your neck, and pressed kisses all over, before coming back to your lips and increasing the hormone driven atmosphere that parties often had. You were shivering ever so slightly from the cold, which Jeff must have sensed.
“Bedroom. Now.” Jeff whispered roughly against you, pressing on your hips. You nodded and reluctantly broke away from him, to go back in the house and find somewhere unoccupied. You re entered the house and turned back to look at Jeff. He had your red lipstick smudged all around his mouth.
“Nice look, Atkins.” Clay Jensen remarked as he passed. Jeff shook his head, clearly uncaring, and followed you up the stairs.
Once you found an empty room you resumed eating each others faces. Jeff lifted you up under your butt and you wrapped your legs around him.
“I’m so sorry…” you breathed between kisses.
“Oh believe me, I’ve never been more sorry in my life…” Jeff chuckled against you. “I knew I should’ve believed you… but everyone was telling me not to… I’m sorry…”
“Shut… up…” you struggled. He brought you down onto the bed with him and lay you down, pulling a leg over him.
“Damn… didn’t… realise… week… long time…” he eventually managed to get out.
Nicky was exasperated. It was obvious by the way he looked out of breath even though he was just standing there being rather noisey.
Neil scrunched up his nose. As much as he loved Nicky, he wouldn’t mind hearing him less right now.
“What’s your point, Nicky?”
The thing with Nicky, however, was that when you requested a straight answer, you instead got a show.
Act one of this show was apparently looking around at the rest of the foxes and proclaiming, “Can you believe this kid?!”
Andrew was coming from his appointment with Bee so wasn’t at the locker rooms yet for practice. Neil found himself silently hoping he would get there faster to shut Nicky up.
Usually everybody would just let Nicky go on his rant, half ignoring him and half egging him on. But when Neil looked past him, he realized that all the Foxes were actually paying attention. Their eyes were focused on Neil with a combination of pity, confusion, and general annoyance.
Nicky was making a huge fuss now, not actually getting to the point but rather going around it. “Of all the days to not know-”
But Matt cut him off. Which was odd, because Matt usually didn’t cut Nicky off.
What about the RFA and Unknown and V finding out that MC has a career in the arts (author, artist, actor or something like that?) @saeranlover
Lol it’s been like 5,000 years since I’ve done a request, here you go bbies
It was always a lingering thought in Yoosung’s mind
The thought always came randomly, but sometimes he swore that he recognized your voice
Like the one time you yelled “Come at me!” at a friend who was teasing you and he just froze for a second to think about why it sounded familiar
It wasn’t until one day he was testing out a LOLOL character he’s never played before and she screamed out a line of dialogue before her attack
And suddenly he heard your voice behind him perfectly recreate the line
He turned around to see you cheekily grinning from your place on the bed
But it was wiped off your face soon enough because baby boi just pounced you into a big hug
“MC WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU VOICED A CHARACTER IN LOLOL I WOULD’VE PLAYED AS HER MORE OFTEN IF I KNEW.”
You giggled as he rapidly asked you other things you voice acted in and gawked when he recognized the other characters you’ve voiced in games and cartoons
He’ll shyly ask you to reenact his favorite lines or scenes and his inner fanboy will show
Yoosung’s never really been into the behind the scenes stuff but he already somewhat was a fan of yours before so he’s basically dating his favorite VA
Silly lil’ peanut is gonna ask for your autograph on his merch of the characters you’ve voiced
She found out during one of your nights in
You were in the kitchen preparing the snacks while Jaehee sorted through the set of musicals the two of you had rented for tonight (you finally convinced her that watching ‘Promiscuous Jalapeno’ for the 8th time in a row was a little much)
Once that was all said and done, you cuddled up to Jaehee while the movie started as she fed you popcorn
Oh crap, you recognized this movie
You actually got the part of the main dancer in this film (it was your typical dance batte film)
You somewhat never wanted her to find out that you were an actor/dancer in fear of always being compared to Zen
Once your character was introduced, Jaehee’s eyes squinted a little at the screen before gasping and shaking your shoulders
“MC, MC, IS THAT YOU?”
“Wait, why would you keep this secret from me?”
After explaining your reasoning as to why, she just pulled you into a tight hug
“I’d never compare you anyone else, I love you just the way you are, famous or not!”
After watching the movie, she put aside the time to scour the internet for every performance you’ve been in and is about to be the proud owner of all your merch
jaehee please no that was our grocery money
“lolol zen have you seen mc’s latest cover?”
“Cover? What’re you talking about?”
“the one on her youtube channel???”
“you do know what she does for a living, right??”
After Seven endlessly mocked Zen for not knowing what his own girlfriend did for a living, Seven graciously provided the link to your Youtube channel
Zen then proceeded to spend the next 3 hours of his life going through
your entire channel
He knew that you liked to sing and sounded like an angel but this
This is something extraordinary
You actually made a living doing this and he never even knew!
He finally made his way up to your latest cover (which was uploaded about a week ago), and HO L Y C R A P
It was the song he’s practiced at home for months on end for a musical he recently just starred in!
When you get home that night, you’re bombarded with compliments and questions (mostly compliments)
You explained that you never recorded around him because you were afraid that he might’ve thought you were going to use him for popularity
“Babe, I know you would never do that NOW WILL YOU PLEASE DUET WITH ME–”
Coming home a few hours early was indeed a rare occurrence for Jumin
Usually when he came home, you were instantly there to greet him with a hug and kiss
He called your name, but there was no response, just a faint typing sound
After hanging his coat on the coat hanger, he began walking towards the noise, his hands already working on loosening his tie
“Ah, here you are, my love,” he said upon entering the officeroom
“Jumin, you’re home early,” you smiled, letting your husband wrap his arms around your shoulders and resting his chin atop your head
“The office had to close early for some renovations,” Jumin explained, “but I’m more interested in what you’re working on.”
“I’m working on my next book!”
The surprised look on his face made you remember that you never brought it up to him before, but now is as good as time as any to explain
Jumin seemed genuinely intrigued as he listened to your explanation on your book series, which was apparently very popular
When you finished, he asked if you could lend him the first addition, as he did enjoy reading in his spare time
And soon enough, he was hooked
He’d have long talks with you over dinner on how he wasn’t expecting a plot twist or how well you wrote your characters
Or abouthow you should hurry and finish the next book because you left him on a cliffhanger
He’s known since the background check that you had a job in digital art but he tucked that away in the back of his head because there were too many other things happening at the time (eg the hacker, your sudden appearance, his emotions and job…)
It isn’t until one day where he’s been able to work for a few hours straight without you lecturing him about how he should take a break
So he got up from his chair, slapped his right leg a few times to wake it up, and ventured outside his office to find you
To no surprise, you were huddled inside in the bedroom, but this time with your drawing tablet in hand
“Hey Saeyoung,” you tiredly muttered, eyes still glued to the laptop screen
His eyes trailed to where you were looking and a look of mock hurt morphed on his face, “MC, how dare you draw a picture of another man!”
You stifled a laugh at your boyfriend’s dramatic tone, “Zen just asked me to draw some things for his website so I’m–”
“You should me drawing me instead! Here, I’ll even pose for you!”
You regret even looking behind you, because Saeyoung was already stripping down to his boxers, need I remind you the pair with cat faces on them
“DRAW ME LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH GIRLS.”
“SAEYOUNG PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON AND GET TO BACK TO WORK!”
Usually you were making some sort of noise in the house, but today you were oddly quiet
“MC? Where are you?”
“I’m in the living room,” you hollered back as he started making his way over, “Be careful not to bump my arm though.”
“What’re you doing?” he asked, taking a seat on the floor next to you
You explained that you liked paint and used it as a way to make some extra pocket money
V was very happy and excited to hear that you had an artistic career just like him
You were always delighted to describe the paintings to him, and you always did it with such passion
After awhile, he started to miss photography and he so badly wanted to see your work for himself
So he decided to get the eye surgery
Once he did, he was appalled at how much he can see your heart poured onto the canvas
You often went out into nature together and sit there together for hours to photograph/paint and enjoy one another’s company
You also loved painting some of V’s older photographs and he loved it and every single one is framed in the house
The day you painted a picture of the sun and gave it to him, he cried
The first time Saeran ever walked into your room, his eyes immediately darted to the big, colorful collection of sticky note pads on your desk
He picked one up, noting that every one had a slightly different drawing than the others, “What’re these for?”
“Oh, I’m an animator! I like to use these sticky notes when I’m bored.”
He never got to watch cartoons as a child so this was all new to him
Watching you peacefully work is very, very soothing to him, to just watch the lines fill with color so smoothly
You even let him have some of your already drawn-on sticky note pads and he likes to flip through them when he’s nervous or needs to calm down when something’s bothering him
His favorite is the one you made for him where it goes “I love you, Saeran!” with a cute little doodle of a cartoony-looking you kissing his cheek on it
As mentioned before, he never got to watch cartoons or movies as a kid and he’s willing to watch the ones you’ve worked on
It always amazes him that you made what was on the screen and he loves it (he’s never said it out loud but it shows on his face)
He really enjoys the ones that are story-based rather than the nonsense slapstick ones (which is what Saeyoung enjoys, much to his dismay)
Seeing the childlike innocence in his eyes is heartwarming and you wouldn’t trade it for the world
A/N: I’m so
excited to share my first reggie imagine with you guys! hope you enjoy! (also remember to message me if you want to be added to the tag list!)
“Jesus, Reggie,” you muttered as you
opened your door to find a battered and bruised Reggie. "What happened?“
"Can I come in?” he begged, avoiding
your question. He was cradling his left
wrist, and blood was dripping from his lip and nose. You pursed your lips but opened your door
“Yeah, of course,” you responded,
lightly placing your hand on his shoulder. You began to guide him towards your bathroom. "We have to be quiet though,“ you
told him, "because my parents are asleep upstairs.” Reggie silently nodded. You opened the door to the bathroom and
immediately shuffled through the drawers, trying to find some gauze and
disinfectant. After a couple of minutes
of searching, you found all of the supplies you needed. You gestured for Reggie to sit down on the
closed toilet. Pouring some rubbing
alcohol on a cotton ball, you sent a sympathetic smile towards the beaten boy.
“This may hurt,” you warned him right
before you placed the cotton again the cuts on his face. He winced as it made contact with the wound,
but he bit his lip to prevent himself from making any noise. The two of you sat in silence for ten
minutes, Reggie silently watching you as you cleaned his wounds. As you finished wrapping gauze around his
wrist, he spoke up.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized. You looked up with a puzzled expression. "I shouldn’t be troubling you with this.“
"Reggie, if you’re hurt I want you to come
here,” you comforted him. "You’re
not bothering me.“
"I just… this was my fault, and I
shouldn’t have dragged you into anything.”
“Your fault?” you questioned, leaning
back a bit. "How is it your fault?“
"I got into a fight,” he confessed. He avoided eye contact with you.
“Jesus, Reggie,” you groaned. You stood up and began to put away the medical
supplies. "Why would you get
yourself into that?“
"Because I had to,” Reggie replied. "They were saying shit that they
"Oh like what?” you snapped. "You don’t deserve captain of the
football team? That you don’t get as
much action as some of the others? Honestly,
Reggie, if you’re gonna let that shit get under your skin so easily, then don’t
bother coming over here afterwards. I’m not here to heal your ego.“ Reggie, stunned into silence, didn’t respond
to you. He sighed and stood up,
signaling that he was ready to leave. You
exhaled sharply as you lead him to your door. When you arrived, you opened it and held it,
watching as Reggie exited your house. Before
he stepped off your porch, he turned around to face you.
"They were talking about you,” he
explained. "They were talking about
how you have a big ass and that they would totally bang you, and then they
started talking about how many points you would be worth in the book.“ Your eyes widened, and you said nothing. Reggie continued, "I snapped in less than
five minutes. I couldn’t take hearing
people talk about you that way.” Your
face softened as you stepped onto your porch, inching closer to Reggie.
“Oh, Reggie,” you sighed, placing a
hand on his bruised face. Gently, you
swiped your thumb across the cut on his lip. He inhaled deeply and grabbed both of your
“(Y/N),” he whispered. Your heart rate increased as Reggie’s face
inched closer to yours.
“Why didn’t you tell me that before?”
you asked, trying to make your voice sound steady. "If I had known-“
"I didn’t want you to know,” he
muttered. "I guess… I guess I was
trying to protect you.“ You began
to withdraw your hand from his face, but Reggie’s arm snapped up and placed
your hand back against his cheek. Before
you could reply, he crashed his lips against yours. Kissing back, you raised your other hand and
cupped the other side of his face. The
two of you pulled apart, and you rested your forehead against Reggie’s. Neither of you said anything, but smiles
graced both of your faces.
"I should get home,” Reggie mumbled
after a minute. You nodded, taking a
step back. He held onto your hand.
“Yeah, I should probably go inside,”
you said. He nodded and slowly released
your hand. You took a few steps backwards
towards your door, refusing to remove your gaze from Reggie.
“Goodnight, (Y/N),” he waved, and began
his trek home. You smiled wistfully and
waved, even though you knew he couldn’t see you.
“Goodnight, Reggie,” you muttered, a
smile etched onto your face. You
dreamily sighed as you softly shut your door, fingers hovering over where
Reggie’s lips were just moments ago.
Anon Request: Could you do a Reader x Cas where Cas makes creative use of one of his feathers?
Word Count: a little over 2k
Warnings: this is some CHEESY SHIT, FAM. also there’s some language. but basically just a fluff overload.
You slowly walked into the map room and rubbed your eyes, still weary from sleep. You were surprised when you opened them and saw Castiel sitting at the table, furiously writing something with…a feather?
Summary: (33- “Bite me” “If you insist.”) Ever since you moved next door to Baekhyun, you have been the victim of his teasing and you had enough.
A/N: Hey everyone, this is my first one shot from the prompt list I posted a couple days ago. I will try to post the other requests soon (btw I didn’t proofread so sorry if there are any mistakes). Enjoy!
You run into school late, your hair everywhere and your breathing rigid. It’s your first time being late, your alarm clock not ringing for some reason.
Thankfully, you get to class before the teacher arrived. You walk into the chaotic classroom full of rowdy students talking, laughing, and throwing things around. You walk to your seat in the front of the classroom, planning on just studying when suddenly a body steps in front of you.
“Hey Y/N,” smirks Baekhyun.
You roll your eyes, not wanting to deal with him so early in the morning. “Move Baekhyun.”
The energy was heightened as groups of individuals danced around the large ballroom held for an extravagant party. Jeon Jungkook was known to be quite a party planner when it came to his business because he always wanted to make a strong entrance plus he wanted to impress the girls that might be lucky enough to land in his bed that night.
Monsta X reacting to their best friend (crush) asking to sleep in their bed with them
A/N: Guess who took ages to make this! Yes, me :( Still, this is for a wonderful anon who made the request. I hope you like it and sorry for taking so long.
He would try to look super chill about it, and make some jokes as an ice breaker he would think it’s a good oportunity to have a late night conversation with you, but when you finally fall asleep he would be terrifyed to touch you because he wouldn’t want you to think he’s actually taking advantage of the situation.
Jooheon: be careful, Y/N, I move a lot in my sleep, you might end up on the floor. You: can you just shut up and let me sleep, Jooheon? I’m tired… *a couple of minutes later in the dark…* Jooheon: Hey, Y/N are you still awak- *accidentally touches your boob* You: LEE JOOHEON WHAT THE FUCK! Jooheon:
He would be super nervous and start making a million scenarios in his head, as he wouldn’t be sure if you just wanted to sleep in his bed, or sleep with him. So he would just pull the typical Wonho move, play it cool (and collapsing in an embarrassment breakdown 2 seconds later).
You: Wonho… Would it be awkward if we slept together? Wonho: No at all… Pfff… Wait a second, though. Do you mean sleep, sleep, or sleep sleep, because if it’s the second one… You: Wonho, for God sake… I’m literally just gonna close my eyes and pass out. Chill, boy. What did you have in mind? Wonho: Me??? Nothing… Of couse I knew you meant that… *sweats*
This little savage would try to act like it’s not big deal while he would actually be so happy inside because he’s gonna have the chance to have you sleeping in his own bed. He would still try to hide his true feelings for you.
You: Can I sleep in your bed tonight? I’m too lazy to go back home. Hyungwon: Of course not. I’ll give you a blanket, you are sleeping on the floor. You: HYUNGWON! Hyungwon: Okay, okay… You can sleep here but you have to do it on your side because I’ll only give you 20cm of my bed, so good luck trying to fit in. You: CHAE HYUNGWON! Hyungwon: OKAY THEN. God, why are you so greedy?
(Just to make the feels rise a little more, Ik he would stay awake till you fell asleep so he could stare at you BYE)
Oh this boy is everything but shy. He’d be glad you asked and he’ll be lowkey (and by lowkey I mean HIGHKEY AF) trying to getas close as he can to you, just being his clingy self. He’d take it as an oportunity to have a taste of the kind of relationship he wants we you but he doesn’t have (yet).
You: So… I can stay the night here? Minhyuk: Yeah, that’s my side right there, you can have the other one. You: Okay… Now I have a side… Minhyuk: Of course you do. That’s how it works… Both: *get in bed* You: Hummm… Minhyuk… can you please go to your side, you are technically over me… Minhyuk: (you are Jooheon)
Summary: You have to break the news to Jared and, later, Genevieve. At a convention, Jared lets slip some information that gets you into an uncomfortable situation. Jared x Reader (mentioned Jared x Gen, Jared x Reader x Gen), Genevieve, Jensen, Kathryn Newton (brief Matt and Rich) Words: 6.2k+ Warnings: pregnancy, hella drama/angst, self-deprecating reader, uncomfortable confrontations Beta:@blacksiren
That’s what you told yourself whenever you thought about him. It was cliche, falling in love with your best friend. Those happy endings where they end up together only happens in movies. You had yet to meet someone who lived happily ever after with their best friend.
A/N: This has to be one of my favourite things that I’ve ever written :) Please pay attention to the dates and times! It begins in the present, and then there are a series of flashbacks. They’re all in chronological order for ease of reading, but please pay attention to the timings if you’re unsure!
With a cream envelope held between your fingers, you can’t prevent the smile from spreading across your lips. A greying memory slips into your mind, your eyes fluttering to a close as you let yourself get taken away to the land of fantasies.
Valentine’s day, two years ago, 1pm
At the sound of your name, you looked up. You were in a park, sitting on a picnic blanket. Surrounding you were hundreds of tiny daisies, scattered amongst the green grass like a sprinkling of icing sugar.
“Hmm?” You looked across the blanket to see Calum, your boyfriend, with a wide smile spread across his face.