can we please talk about his smile

Nursemaid

(Jimin’s crush comes over to his house to help him out after he suffers an injury that leaves him with limited use of both hands.)

Warnings: 6000+ words of smut, Jimin POV, I’ll let you guess what kind of smut takes place


“I can’t believe you managed to injure both of your hands on the same day.” Hoseok’s girlfriend, Sophie, stifled a laugh while she said it. “I can’t tell if you are dumb or just unlucky.”

 Jimin sighed.  He had been stupid and drunk when he and Jungkook went out into the street to play with fireworks.  One went off too close to his hand, burning his right palm requiring a trip to the emergency room where his injury was cleaned and bandaged.  The doctor gave him a lecture about drunk people and explosives and how fortunate he was not to have blasted off his fingers.            

While exiting the hospital, Jimin immediately tripped over the curb and landed with his full weight onto his left hand resulting in a small fracture and return trip to the emergency room to get a splint to immobilize his other hand.   Now, every time Jimin saw someone, he had to suffer the embarrassment of explaining what happened. People had a hard time not laughing when they heard how he managed to get hurt twice in one day.

 “Does it hurt much?” you asked him.

“Not really. As long as I don’t bump into anything or use my fingers too much, it’s okay.” At least you seemed to be genuinely concerned about his well-being. That’s one of the reasons Jimin liked you, you always seemed caring and sincere.  The other main reason he liked you was because he thought you were incredibly hot.  There were plenty of nights Jimin stayed up fantasizing about what it would feel like to be with you.  He wanted to ask you out, but had been waiting until there was some indication that you were even the slightest bit interested in him.  He was starting to think that maybe he had a chance with you, but he felt neutered with his injuries, unable to do things like casually touch you and see how you would respond to his advances.  Jimin resolved to make a move as soon as he had full use of his hands again.

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No Strings (X)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating:  18+ (explicit sex)

Word Count: 5,524

Summary: It started off as such a simple question. How to know if you’re bad in bed? Of course when you asked, you didn’t imagine Jimin would actually answer.

Originally posted by tanktoptiger

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Jealousy pt.1

Originally posted by nnochu

•Bad language
•Reader x Jungkook
•Filthy, filthy smut
•Took me ages writing this
•Daddy kink
•I’m going to hell for this
•Dirty talk
•Rough, against the wall sex

Don’t take the comments seriously, its just a joke, I don’t wish to purposely insult bts

Summary: Taehyung is jealous of your relationship with Jungkook, Kook reminds you who you really belong too

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anonymous asked:

I love your blog your writing is amazing. I was wondering if maybe you could write about Betty and jughead having a secret relationship because they're just not ready to tell everyone but one day Betty goes to school with a hickey and everyone finds out about their relationship.

Thank you so much! You got it!

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It was the end of spring, cheerleading season was long over but the riverdale high baseball team was having their final home game, so the riverdale vixens decided to dress in their uniforms and support the team.

Spotting Betty walking down the halls in her blue and gold uniform, Veronica smiled.

“Hey vixen, forgot how good that uniform looked on you.” She winked.

Betty laughed “you’re one to talk. You were made to wear that skirt.”

Leaning up against her locker Veronica smiled at herself.

“I’ve got to say it feels good to not have to wear that turtle neck underneath our uniform, I feel free!”

Betty smiled

“Agreed, it feels good to let my neck breathe.”

Veronica nodded in agreement glancing at Betty’s neck, suddenly her eyes were wide and she was tugging the tiny top down even more if possible.

“What the hell! Veronica! What are you doing?!”

Turning Betty’s head to look into the tiny mirror hanging up in her locker, Veronica pointed at her neck.

“What is that?!”

Finally Betty spotted the offending mark Veronica was so concerned about.

It was a hickey.

How had she not seen that?

“Oh, I must have burnt myself on my curling iron this morning! I’m so clumsy, you know that.” She said laughing nervously.

Veronica stared at her with disbelieving eyes

“Sweetie, I know a hickey when I see a hickey. That’s a hickey.”

“Veronica, that’s ridiculous it’s a burn.”

“Betty, I’m your best friend. What are you hiding from me?”

Suddenly, jugheads lazy voice entered the conversation

“Who’s hiding things?”

Both heads whipped around and Veronica reached for Jughead, pulling him towards Betty.

“Look! A hickey! Do you know who Betty’s been seeing? Because I sure don’t.”

Jugheads eyes widened as he caught Betty’s eyes.

He quickly stamped down his panic,

“Maybe it’s a burn, Betty does use a curling iron a lot.”

“Thankyou!” Betty said quickly

“You two are ridiculous. I’m gonna find out , you know I will!” Veronica said before stomping away , leaving betty and jughead alone by the lockers.

“Don’t be mad.” He said quickly

“My neck Jughead! Of all the places!”

He glanced to the heart shaped bruise, marring her skin.

And unfortunately he wasn’t able to hide his proud smirk before she caught it.

Smacking his arm

“Jughead!”

“I’m sorry okay, I got carried away. It was that damn yellow dress last night. You know I love it when you wear that thing.”

She blushed slightly remembering the events that took place in her bedroom last night.

Jughead looked around quickly, making sure no one was looking, before he placed a quick kiss on her lips.

“It’ll be fine .I’m sure no one will even notice.”

That was the biggest lie of the year.

She had already been stopped by Kevin, Cheryl, and Josie and half the football team had been whistling when she walked past commenting on the hickey.

By last period, study hall, she was thoroughly over this day, and ready to go back to wearing her sweaters.

The gang all had this period together. So they usually spent it on a table outside.

Sliding into the seat next to Betty’s , jughead slid his hand under the table and squeezed her knee.
She smiled softly at him.

“Okay” Veronica spoke up “Kevin, Cheryl and I have gone over all possible suspects regarding the case of Betty’s hickey”

“Oh my god” betty mumbled, dropping her head to the table.

Archie poked his head up from his music book

“Hickey? Betty? What?!”

Kevin sighed “well there goes my guess, it couldn’t have been Archie if he didn’t even know about it.”

Archie was now leaning over the table trying to get a look at Betty’s neck

“I’m sorry. What?! Betty what the hell?”

Cheryl pulled out a notebook ,passing it to Veronica

“I had it narrowed down to dilton doiley or trev marrow, but after speaking to them I now know that it’s neither.”

“You asked them if they gave me a hickey?!”

Veronica crossed out something in the notebook.

“Well we know it’s not anyone on a sports team, we totally would have found that out by now, and the smart kids wouldn’t be able to do that kind of handiwork If they tried so they’re out. Who does that even leave us with?” Veronica said frustrated.

Suddenly everyone’s eyes shot to Jughead who was leaning back in his seat smirking with a shrug.

“Don’t ask me.”

Veronica’s eyes widened

“Oh my god.”

Cheryl slammed her hands down on the table

“Shut up.”

Kevin nearly spit out his water

“ Total plot twist.”

And Archie was just confused

“What, what do we know?!”

Suddenly Betty smiled, reaching for jugheads hand.

“Okay, now can we please stop talking about this.”

Jughead nodded

“As much as I enjoy hearing you all talk about other guys leaving hickeys on my girls neck, I’d rather we changed topics, thanks”

Archie dropped his book on the floor with a thud.

“Girlfriend?!?”

Jughead sat up straighter

“Yeah girlfriend. Is that a problem pal?”

Archie just sat back, glaring at his best friend.

“This is total breaking news, Betty Cooper and jughead jones. We have so much to talk about. I’m sleeping over tonight.”

“Me too.” Cheryl agreed.

“Me three.” Kevin nodded

Betty groaned leaning into her boyfriend

He laughed , kissing her on her forehead.

OK BUT WHY AREN’T WE TALKING ABOUT HOW MARKIPLIER DID A ‘TRY NOT TO SMILE’ CHALLENGE AND CAME ACROSS THE VIDEO OF THIS SCARED, STRAY DOG BEING RESCUED

HAD TO PAUSE THE VIDEO TO GO GET HIS OWN PUPPER FOR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT SO HE COULD HOLD HER AND GIVE HER KISSES

THEN WAS SO TOUCHED BY THE VIDEO AND THE PEOPLE WHO WERE BEHIND SAVING THIS POOR LITTLE PUPPY

THAT HE DONATED A THOUSAND DOLLARS TO THE ORGANIZATION RIGHT THEN AND THERE

LIKE CAN SOMEONE COME CRY ABOUT THIS WITH ME PLEASE

Cream & Sugar

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Mr. Holland gets to know the reader and her little sister

Warnings: Swearing as always, fluff, triggering if you don’t like people in the hospital

Word Count:3,300+

A/N: I’m building the story so please wait for the smut to happen.


[Reader’s POV]


“Why are you so dressed up today? You’re wearing your look at my ass skirt” Louis smirks before taking a sip of the coffee you made him. You swear his smirk reminded you of the cheshire cat.


“Well Louis I actually have a job now” flipping him off as you slip on your heels. His eyes grow wide as he walks around the kitchen counter.


“A job now? do tell” he sits himself wiggling in the seat getting comfy. Picking up your purse off the dining room table you look inside. Your eyes double checking you had everything you needed. You were up at six this morning to get ready so you can be there by seven.


“I’m a secretary at Holland Industries an-”


“The Holland Industries? the one that’s helping the hospital your sis is at?” He brushes his hair back that fell in front of his face.


“Yes Louis but before you interrupted I was going to say my boss is Mr. Holland himself.. I got to be his secretary!” you do a little dance out of excitement, you really needed this job.


“Is he even more attractive in person? I heard someones hand bled after slapping him cause they hit his jawline! Di-“


“Louis calm your whore-mones okay? I have to go to work.. I’ll see you later for lunch?”


“Text me what sushi you want babe, It’s time to celebrate” getting up he gives you a big hug. Waving good bye you take your keys out of the bowl by the door. Closing the door behind you and locking it. You make your way down the hallway towards the rest of your day.


-


   Walking into the building you click the power button of your phone. It illuminates showing the time and smiling that you made it an hour early like you wanted to. You had your box of things for your office resting against your hip as you walked. Being early was a good chance for you to personalize your office as well. You didn’t want it to be just an office you wanted it to be a home from homs. In a way you’re like Penelope Garcia from Criminal Minds with little trinkets you would decorate your desk with.


    Poking the button the elevator door dings open. Walking inside the elevator you see another person walking in right after you. Her hair reminded you of how Arianna Grande wears her ponytails. She pushes her glasses up her nose giving you a small smile.


“What floor?” you ask her pointing at all the buttons. She holds up the number with her hands and then points to her ear shaking her head no.


‘I’m on the same floor’ you sign to her with one hand before pressing the button. Looking back at her she introduces herself and showing you her name sign. Thank god you were trilingual and Sign Language was one of the languages you knew.


‘I feel so alone here, it’s nice someone here knows my language’ she confesses as the two of you walked down the hall. Unlocking your door she walks in with you helping you set your stuff up. She offered to help you since you’re new and she wanted to chat.


‘Is he as mean as they say he is?’


‘you mean Mr. Holland?’ you raise your brows in a question earning a nod from her. Marie sets your organizer down next your iMac.


‘From what people have written to me they say he never keeps a secretary more than a week” she pushes her glasses back up. Glancing down at her watch that lit up she excuses herself saying she needs to go. Waving goodbye she leaves the room, her ponytail bouncing a bit.


    Looking over at the clock you mentally think you should make his tea now. Setting your phone on your desk you walk to the break room. Your heels clicked against the marble flooring as you walked. The lighting wasn’t bright but tolerable because you hated bright lights. Seeing a sign you see in white lettering say “Break Room.”


   Pushing the door open you see a couple of people in there. Smiling you head inside and walk over to a cabinet full of white mugs. There was a small kitchen in here which was nice. There were couches and a table for people to eat at. Thinking more about it there are people that probably stay here overnight to work. Pressing the button down on the electric kettle you patiently wait for it to heat the water. Pulling out two mugs you set them aside. Picking out of the options you pick your tea bag and grab one for Mr. Holland.


   Tearing the package open you set each tea bag into the mugs. Once the water is heated you fill up both of the cups. Grasping the string you circle the bag inside the mug letting the tea disperse in the water. Repeated that to your mug you then locate the sugar and two spoons. Opening the fridge you sea some milk and pull it off the shelf.


   When you’re done you pick up the mugs off the counter. A man waits for you holding the door open. Thanking him you make your way back to your office. Turning the handle down with your elbow you push the door open with your hip. Setting your mug down on your glass coaster. Knocking on your door that connected to his office you wait for a response.


“Come in” His voice sounds through the door making your heart beat a little faster. Grasping the handle you turn it and walk into his office. His head turns looking in your direction. Walking over you see his eyes scan down your body and back up.


“Here’s your tea Mr. Holland” you smile setting a coaster down on his desk. The mug making a small clinking sound as you set it down.


“Did yo-“


“Little cream and sugar, I hope you like it” the nerves inside you were building up. Maybe there would be a new record and he would fire me for not liking the tea I made. What Marie told you earlier made you scared as fuck.


   He lifts the mug up sniffing it smiling a bit. Noted he doesn’t mind that you chose an Earl Grey  tea. Bringing the mug to his lips he takes a sip of it. Raising your hands to your chest you hold your hands together. Silently praying he liked it. He looks over at you chuckling showing his adorable smile.


“You can relax love, I really like the tea.. thank you I really needed that this morning” His smile prominent as he looked up at you.


“Y-You’re welcome Mr. Holland… is there anything else I can do for you?” tilting your head slightly to the side bringing your clasped hands down in front of you. Rubbing his jaw he takes a cursory glance at your skirt then back up to you.


“I don’t have anything till nine.. will you bring your tea in here and join me? I don’t want your tea to get cold” He loosens his tie a bit relaxing in his chair. Halting before you do anything, is this a test.


“No this isn’t a test, go grab your tea I’d love the company this morning” Mr. Holland chuckles at your reaction. Shit you actually said that out loud? Walking to your office you grab your tea and cellphone then head back taking a seat across from him.


“So what did you want to talk about Mr. Holland?” you ask crossing your leg over your knee. Your skirt rising a bit naturally.


“I.. wanted to talk about you communicating with one of my Deaf employees” his eyes glued to your legs made the blood rush to your cheeks.


“She’s a lovely woman Mr. Holland, I had a lovely chat with her while setting up my office” smiling at one of the stories she told you. Marie is quite a funny girl.


“How do you know the language, I read in you’re trilingual?” sipping his coffee he looks at you waiting for an answer.


“I learned Spanish when I studied abroad but I know Sign Language cause I’m a CODA” you explain taking another sip of your tea before setting it down.


“If you don’t mind me asking what’s a CODA?”


“Oh a CODA is a child or children of Deaf adults, my parents and sister are Deaf, my older brother and I are hearing” shifting nervously in your seat from the stare he had on your body.


“No wonder you looked like a natural, I’m glad you’re here then so she can feel more comfortable.. the last Deaf employee I had got transferred to the states since they moved there.. I had them work for Jacobs building in the states while Harrison and I take care of things across the pond” you notice how his smile lights up when he talked about The Holy Trinity Foundation.


“I talked to my sister the other day, she told me to say thank you for hiring me but also thank you for the help because now the hospital is getting better too..” Looking down at your hands you smile remembering how happy she was. You sat with her while she got chemo treatment to hold her hand through it. She hated being alone when she got treatment. Both of our parents were working extra so we could pay for her treatment.


“Love are you alright? your smiles gone..” Mr. Holland’s finger tilts your chin up making you look at him. He was standing in front of you leaning against his desk. God you’re an emotional wreck sometimes and can’ t control it.


“I’m sorry, I think it’s just best I don’t talk about her” you stand up walking past him to your office. Your body is stopped by a hand grabbing onto your wrist. Mr. Holland pulls you back to him making your body almost collide into his.


“Please tell me about her, is there something I can do?”


“I don’t need your pity Mr. Holl-“


“Tom.. please call me Tom” looking up at him you let out a defeated sigh. The look in his eyes reminded of you of a puppy.. you love puppies.


“Okay.. Tom, my sister is going through expensive treatment and it’s hard seeing her go through it.. her smile is disappearing slowly the longer she stays in there.. funny thing is she loves all of your Spider-Man movies you made in the past” His hand feeling warm and soothing around your wrist. Tom’s thumb rubbed slowly up and down your wrist.


“I have an idea of something to bring a smile to her face.. let me make a call” letting go of your wrist he pulls out his phone. A minute goes by of him talking to someone on the phone. Tom hangs up his phone putting it back in his pocket.


    Grabbing your hand he pulls you out of his office. You ask him what’s going on but he tells you to trust him. Complying you follow him then realize he’s holding your hand. Looking around you see some people whispering as he pulls you towards the elevator. Looking back down at your hands, yes this definitely doesn’t look right.


    Taking your hand out of his grasp once inside the elevator you keep your eyes locked to the floor. You held the Tom Hollands hand. The thought made your cheeks flush and heart flutter. Tom tilts your chin up gliding his thumb against your jaw. It felt like sparks flew underneath his touch.


“Alright lets go” he lets go of your chin walking out of the elevator.


-


“What’s her room number?” Tom asks as the two of you walk down the hallway. Your heels clicking in the quiet hallway of the hospital.


“396” you say pointing towards the child wing of the hospital. The hallway went from boring to fun as it connected to that part of the hospital.


“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes okay? Harrison is bringing me something” Tom smiles at you before you walk through the doors. Looking down you see the colored tiles and Alice in Wonderland themed decorations hanging. Every three months they change the theme in here.


    One of the nurses who knows you tells you she just got settled into her room. Apparently your sister was in the playroom for most of the day due to the new toys they put in there. Sliding the door open you see your sister laying in her bed. She had a one of your knit beanies on her head. A tube sticking into her nose that connected to a bag.  Your heart hurting at the sight.


    Flickering the light on and off you get her attention once you peep your head past the curtain. Her eyes looking up meeting yours, a smile immediately appearing on her face. She winces when she tries to get up. Signing to her you tell her to stay and not move. Pouting she sits back down and crosses her arms.


‘Jaelynn don’t cross your arms’ she huffs out signing fine exaggeratedly. Her little hands flying as she signed quickly to you. She told you how she wants you here instead of her interpreter. The woman dressed in black shifts awkwardly in her seat.


“I’m sorry, uhh I’ll be here for about an hour? why don’t you take a break and go grab something to eat, I’m sure you need a small break before Neil comes in”


“Thank you, I’ll be back within the hour, see you later Jaelynn” Claudia signs and talks at the same time waving to Jaelynn. She waves quickly then putting her hands in her lap.


‘I know this treatment makes you cranky but you need to be nice to Claudia, she comes here to help you’ your facial expressions stern as you sign to her. Emphasizing on being nice to Claudia and pointing to her name sign she made for Claudia.


‘I’m sorry, I don’t want to be here” her little brows furrow together as she pouts. Reaching over you pinch her nose making her giggle. Her face not being scrunched up in a pout.


“Jaelynn we have a surprise for you..” Turning to the side you see Harrison holding a camera. Jaelynn asks what’s going on and you sign you don’t know. Fingerspelling Harrison’s name you tell her that’s who’s behind the camera. Harrison walks by then aiming the camera at the curtain.


   All of a sudden Spider-Man does a flip landing landing in the empty spot next to Harrison. A smile on Harrison’s face as he captured Jaelynn’s reaction. Her little mouth formed an O as she saw Spider-Man stand up. Her little hands signing as you watched.


“Wow! it’s Spider-Man!! he’s here look look” you voice for her smiling over at the masked hero. He reaches up pulling his mask off. Tom shakes his head making his curls fall back in place. Your eyes going down his suited body that clung to his muscles.


“I’m Spider-Man but you may know me as Peter Parker right?” His Queens accent sounding so natural, your hands moving along as he talked. Her eyes watching you then she signs back to you with a smile.


“Of course who doesn’t know about Spider-Man!” you voice excitedly loving the smile that was on her face. Her little hands acting like she was shooting webs.


“How bout we make a Spider-Man pact yeah?” you sign raising your eyebrows at her so she knows it’s a question. She tilts her head before signing  quickly to you.


“Spider-Man pact? I’m a sick kid” your smile dropping after what you just interpreted. Tom sits on the side of her bed. Her hands reaching for his web shooters. She points to his web shooters and starts signing to you.


“You’re Spider-Man, you have web shooters that catch the bad people” Tom laughs at her excitement of his suit from the movies. Jae holds his hand looking at it closely tracing her fingers over the black detailing.


“Of course you are! your powers are fighting against the medicine you have..I talked to Mr. Stark and he wants to pay for your treatment so that you can get the best care” you were shocked at how natural he sounded with his Queens accent. She looks at you watching your hands as you interpreted what he was telling her. Noticing her eyes shining and a smile on her face. It was beaming which brought tears to your eyes.


“So you know the hand shape I make is actually the same shape as I Love You in ASL right?” Her eyes look at her hand and mouth opens in shock. Nodding her head at Tom she raises her hand saying I love you.


“What does that mean?” you ask for her as she looks at Tom who sets his mask down on the bed. Her face held confusion as she looks at you waiting for you to interpret.


“It means that we can make our superhero bond.. I’ll show you”


   He takes her little hand forming it into the I Love You sign making sure her palm is facing down and he places that onto of his hand in that shape. He points with his left hand showing how the signs point to each other. She signs with her free hand letting out a little laugh.


“Spider-Man what do you mean by that!” you say looking over at Tom who was smiling down at Jaelynn.


“It means that there is love everywhere and love beats anything.. That’s why Spider-Man is so much cooler than any other Superhero cause on top of fighting the bad guys I get to spread love to the world. I get to spread the love now through the pact to help stop those bad guys inside you so you don’t have to do this alone…” tears formed in her eyes as she took in everything you signed. She looked down at their hands connected smiling. Getting up slowly she wraps her arms around Tom’s neck.


“Thank you Tom” you whisper wiping the tears from your eyes as they fell down your cheeks. Jaelynn lets go of Tom handing him back his mask. Her hands move in little quick movements.


“When will you be back Spider-Man?”


“I have to see when Mr. Stark needs me for another mission but I’ll definitely stop by to check on my Spider-Man pact friend” He reaches up fixing her beanie that was about to fall off. Claudia enters the room  setting her purse down on the counter as she walks in. Her eyes looking at the whole scene in front of her.


‘He came to see Jae don’t worry, we’ll be leaving now’


‘I’ll come by tomorrow okay? Mom and Dad are busy for the next week’ you sign to Jae before giving her forehead a kiss. She waves to the both of you as we leave the room. Tom goes to the bathroom with a bag and comes out minutes later dressed in his work suit.


“C’mon lets get back to the office and start rescheduling appointments, and Harrison please edit that and upload it to the foundations website” the three of you make your way out of the hospital together. Harrison gives you and Tom a hug goodbye as he takes off to his car.


    The drive back to the office was full of conversation. Mainly you thanking Tom for even thinking of using his suit to surprise you sister. You haven’t seen her smile like that for over six months. Her smile today was all thanks to him. He told you he would start a campaign to help raise funds for Jaelynn. Maybe Marie was wrong, he doesn’t seem cold from how she described him…


“Love, can you make me some tea again with cream and sugar?You made it perfectly the last time..” He hands you his empty mug picking up a file with his other hand. Your fingers brush against his making him look at your hand then back up to you. Tom’s gaze captivating yours almost pulling you towards him just by the look in his eyes.


“Yes Mr. Holland,cream and sugar.. just how you like it” you whisper before turning around and walking out of his office. You could feel his stare burning into your back as you sauntered out down the hall. 


I love these shoes oml

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Coming Home - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer gets released from prison and comes home to the reader and their daughter.

Y/N - Your name

Y/D/N - Your daughter’s name

Word Count: 1,169

Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been gone for almost two weeks :( I went on vacation with my friend and then came back to so much make up work and ap testing. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me, here’s this! :)

It had been weeks since the three of you were together, hell, it had been two weeks alone since you visited him in there. Spencer looked absolutely horrible when you did, bruises aligned his jaw and he had a black eye that stuck out like a sore thumb.

It was obvious he was going out of his mind in that place when he snapped saying that he was capable of murder, even though you knew it wasn’t true. You worried about him almost every second after that moment and just wanted him to come home, but you couldn’t show your daughter how scared you really were.

She asked almost every night when daddy would be coming home and lately you were running out of excuses, but telling a seven year old what was really going on was just not an option.

Your thoughts ate you alive most nights, but you couldn’t stop blaming yourself until you would eventually fall asleep.

*phone vibrates*

It was four a.m when this was going on and you were usually passed out until at least seven, nothing was waking you up tonight.

After four missed calls, they gave up.

Once the sunshine hit the curtains Y/D/N came running in your room and hopped right next to you in bed. She seemed to always be full of energy in the mornings, which wasn’t a good thing on weekends.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Y/D/N was pushing you a little by now trying to get you up.

“What? I’m awake..” your eyes hadn’t opened because you were determined to get a few more hours of sleep. It was Saturday anyway, you had nowhere to be.

Y/D/N let out a loud sigh that made you open your eyes and laugh.

“Oh we’re pouting now, are we?”

Y/D/N nodded and crawled under the covers next to you. Her hair was long enough to be put into a tiny ponytail but it never seemed to stay tamed, especially after sleeping. Once she had turned four it was apparent she had gotten her daddies hazel eyes, which wasn’t a problem until now, when all you could see was him while looking at her.

“Someone was knocking at the door a few minutes ago but you and daddy told me not to answer to strangers, but I think they gave up.”

You looked at Y/D/N with confusion, it was 7 a.m, who was at the house this early? Oh no. What if something happened to Spencer? You jumped up and searched for your phone that was scattered somewhere in your sheets.

Four missed calls from Emily Prentiss. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

You didn’t even bother putting a sweatshirt over Spencer’s old t-shirt and walked as fast as you could to the front door. If something happened, you had no idea what you were going to do.

The peephole wasn’t even a thought before you yanked the door open to see Spencer standing there.

You were completely frozen seeing him, shock completely took over your body. This wasn’t real. You felt tears rolling down your cheeks but couldn’t move. For all the times you’d dreamed this, you never thought it would come true.

“Y/N.”

His voice felt like home, something that hadn’t been the same since he was gone. Relief washed over you but before you could get a word out Y/D/N came running past you and latched onto Spencer’s legs.

“Daddy! You’re home!” Y/D/N’s smile was as big as could be, as was his.

“I missed you so much goober.” you watched as Spencer kneel down and hug Y/D/N.

“I missed you too, I lost a tooth!” Y/D/N took a step back and smiled showing the hole inside her mouth. Spencer’s mouth dropped playing along as if it was the coolest thing he’s ever seen.

“No way! Wow, did you put your tooth under your pillow for the tooth fairy?”

“Yes, mommy helped me and I got five bucks the next morning!” Y/D/N pointed at you and giggled as Spence looked up at you.

“Well isn’t that awesome! Hey Y/D/N, wanna go get me some water while I talk to mom?”

She nodded and ran into the kitchen.

“I uh, um..” you tried saying something, anything really, but you had no idea what to say.

Spencer stepped towards you nodding, understanding everything that was going on in your mind. He knew you like the back of his hand, surprises were not your thing.

The height difference between you two was perfect for him to kiss the top of your head. You loved this, especially when you would get stressed.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry Spence.” you mumbled as your face was scrunched against his shirt, which smelled of faded cologne.

Spencer looked down at you confused, “You’re sorry? Baby, what do you have to be sorry about?”

“All of this is my fault, I never should’ve let you go across the border, especially alone.”

Before he could react to what you just said Y/D/N came running back in with the glass of water. You backed out of his arms and watched as your daughter and husband talked.

Spencer kept looking over at you to make sure you were okay and flashed a couple smiles until you got up to go to the bathroom, or just sit in there.

After a few minutes a light knock came on the door,”Y/N, could I come in?”

You quietly sighed saying yes and unlocked the door. You sat back down on the side of the tub as he walked in, staring at the floor once he shut the door behind him.

“Can we talk?”

You nodded, “About what?”

“About you feeling guilty, because you shouldn’t.. At all. I was going even if you hadn’t agreed Y/N. None of this was your fault.”

“Okay.” you mumbled so low that he could barely hear you.

“Y/N.. please look at me.”

You shook your head and wiped the tears that had fallen. Spencer bent down and took your hands in his.

“Baby..” his voice cracked, “please?”

You squeezed his hands then looked up for your eyes to meet, Spencer gave a slight smile as you realized how badly you missed his touch. Those puppy dog eyes were all you needed right now.

“What do you need me to do so you’ll feel safe again Y/N?.”

“I just.. I can’t lose you again.”

“You’ll never lose me Y/N.”Spencer leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead still holding your hands.

You smiled at those words, “Good.”

Spencer leaned back and glimpsed at your shirt and messy hair smiling, “You’re beautiful Y/N but I think that shirt is pretty awesome too.”

You blushed and shoved his shoulder, “You’re too sweet to me Spence, but you know I always steal your shirts.”

“That’s okay, you wear them better than I ever did.”

Not a Fan

Originally posted by tomshollandss

+ Tom Holland

author’s note: look how cute he looks !!

BASED OFF OF THE MOVIE “STARSTRUCK” [which is amazing tbh]

prompt: tom holland is on the red carpet for his Spiderman: Homecoming premiere & he notices one face in the crowd that stands out.




WE’RE GOING TO THE PREMIERE? Tonight? Really of all nights? You’re funny, I’m not going.” Your book is ripped from your hands as your younger sister proposes a new turn of events of the day.

“Yeah, not like you go out anyways. C’mon, it’ll be fun and Mom and Dad won’t let me go alone. Plus, I’ll buy you food afterwards.” Your sister, Vee, shrugs and smirks, looking through your closet absentmindedly while brewing up a plan to get out of the house with your parents’ approval.

“You just wanna hop on Spiderman’s dic-” Your monotone voice murmurs before she brings a hand to cover over your mouth.

“That is so not true!” She says in an exasperated tone and whispers the ‘not’ in her sentence, knowing you’re right.

It’s your turn to smirk and shrug before snatching your book back and plugging your headphones back into your ears to drown out her incessant rambling and yelling.

As you’re about to reach the last paragraph of your chapter and read the secret the main character has been keeping for three books, your book is replaced with your sister’s annoying face once more. Your music is interrupted as well by said pest and a devilish smile falls onto her lips.

“Right when I see him we can go. Go with me and I’ll stop talking about him! I won’t drag you to stalk him or watch his movies–unless you want me to–and I won’t even say his name in your presence! Please, Y/N, meeting Tom means the world to me!” Vee flashes you her puppy dog eyes, despite being eighteen, and that look like she’s about to cry.

“Nice try, kid, I’m not falling for that again.” You huff and return back to your book.




“And how long are we gonna be here for, Vee?” You groan and run a hand through your ironed curls, sighing at the sight of you in the bathroom mirror. 

You look good… too good just for one little night out of bitching at your sister and being socially active in a crowd of hormonal and teenage angst.

“You look really hot, Y/N, stop worrying. Hell, if you weren’t my sibling, I’d think you’re a celebrity. I’m not kidding, you like, legit, look hot as fuck.” Vee rolls her eyes and actually speaks genuinely as she adjusts her dress–mainly her boobs to expose more of her cleavage just ‘in hopes tom will pass by our area and see her in the crowd’.

“It’s only for an hour or two. The cast will be busy anyways doing interviews and stuff.” She waves you off before grabbing her clutch and walking out of the bathroom and back to the side of the red carpet.

“Thanks for saving our spots, T.” Vee grins to her friend and pushes aside a few fangirls dressed in Marvel merch. You apologize profusely before following behind your sister who has now grabbed your hand to pull you through the crowd and towards the second row of the crowd.

You watch as everyone around you screech and cheer for certain celebrities walking past on the red carpet. You yawn and cautiously try not to mess up your makeup. You stand here for an hour before you sigh.

“I’m getting a drink, Veronica,” You yell in your sister’s ear over the intensifying noise surrounding you. She nods before going back to her conversation with her friend.

You awkwardly shove partially drunk and overexcited people out of your way before apologizing immensely. It had to be done because no one notices you trying to get through the crowd.

You finally find the bar, wondering if it is open to the public. You shrug and run your hand through your curls once more after being so overwhelmed by this whole stupid event that probably won’t matter after tonight. Tonight is just a waste of your time.

You don’t seem to notice the huge sign next to you that reads “Celebrities’ Lounge” next to you.

The handsome bartender smiles kindly at you and you return the polite smile before ordering a glass of sparkling champagne. You reach in my purse for a twenty before the bartender speaks up.

“No charge.” He smiles and winks at you before turning to the guy next to you. Unbeknownst to you, that guy is looking at you in awe. That guy is the main reason why you are here tonight: Tom Holland; something inside your head is begging you to turn and look and see who is next to you.

You almost bring your head to look, but you decide against it.

“She’s gorgeous. I’ve never seen her before.” Tom comments to Harrison causing Harrison to turn and watch as you strut away with a champagne glass in hand and looking even more like a celebrity. 

The two turn back around and search the menus for a drink and a possible bite to eat before walking down the red carpet.

For a moment, you stop in your tracks, feeling some sort of ominous pull towards the bar. A second passes as you look back at the bar and your eyes fall upon two young men with their backs turned to you.

“I’ll to look her up.” Harrison says quickly with his jaw dropped before ordering two drinks for him and Tom. The two receive the drinks before the bartender rings them up.

“That’ll be twenty-seven dollars and fifty cents.” The same bartender says gruffly to the two boys. Tom’s eyes widen slightly but he doesn’t let his shock appear very evident and he pulls out a twenty and a ten from his wallet.

The two boys exchange surprised looks once the stiff bartender leaves. 

“Wasn’t he just getting cozy a second ago with your new love interest? I mean, I haven’t seen you so in awe since Tessa.” Harrison chuckles and gestures with his drink over towards the direction you just disappeared to. 

“Yes but Tessa is my baby, that’s different.” Tom huffs and smiles at the thought of his beloved pitbull, Tessa–the most important thing in the world.

Back over in the crowd, you meet back up with Vee and her friend. You huff and sip–chug–on your champagne and sigh, thinking of better ways of spending your Friday night.

“I heard Tom is nearby. Haz and him just stopped to get drinks, look! They tweeted about it, T!” Vee screams in excitement. Genuinely happy for your sister, a small smiles manages to pull at your lips seeing her face light up. Alas, a light reminder pops up into your head–you despise Tom Holland, not personally, but just his image.

“Did you see him at the bar, Y/N?” Vee grips your arm tightly and releases it once you glance down. Her hand imprint leaves a mark on your skin but instead of pointing it out, you answer her question.

“I don’t know, I could of. It was busy,” You shrug the two fangirls off with a simple sip of your champagne glass, looking the most elegant within the crowd.

Vee screeches once she sees that Tom, Harrison, and Jacob starting to walk down the red carpet all of a sudden. Everyone in the crowd cringes at Vee’s high voice but nonetheless scream and scramble to get their phones out.

This is the last night hearing about Tom fucking Holland, I can do this, you think. It’s worth it, I got this, no more Tom Holland

Within the chaotic group of screaming and jumping people acting like complete fools, pushing and pulling people to try and get near the barricade, you stand in place with a blank expression and simply sip your champagne.

As Tom approaches, you swear he looks and locks gaze with you for a moment, easily picking your calm and unfazed demeanor out apart from the crowd, and he whispers something to Harrison and Jacob.

Groaning, you turn and begin to swiftly walk away to refill your drink, knowing you can’t be sober if Vee’s gonna stay here the whole night. Despite the deal of ‘seeing’ and ‘leaving’, you know she’ll make you stay the whole night until Tom tweets or posts on social media of being in his hotel room.

“Hey, wait!” Harrison holds a a hand out to signal you to stop but with your back turn, you don’t notice the Brit talking to you. Vee and T screech louder than before.

Harrison runs up to the barricade, getting the attention of all the cameras, crowd, and celebrities. Harrison searches the crowd and grips the barricade. Vee and T yell and reach out and touch his arm.

Harrison turns around to Tom with wide eyes, causing Tom to mirror his expression. Out of nowhere, the three boys are running all the way down the red carpet in search of you–the one sad face in a smiling crowd.

“Last day.” You whisper to yourself before emerging in a traffic of people. You look down at your shoes for a moment and sign. While your head is down, another body knocks in to you, sending your glass flying and you falling to the ground.s 

“Holy shit, I knocked her over, Jacob.” A British voice rings out. Slightly concussed, you groan and rub your head. Shrieks around you fill the air, causing you to cover your ears at the shrivel noise, your head pounding even more immensely.

“Ha, I guess you could say she fell for you.” Another voice rings, but this time it’s an American accent. You pick up a sarcastic laugh before someone grabs you.

“Hilarious. Shit shit shit, okay… um, let’s get you up. I’m so sorry.” The voice says once more and you feel someone pull you up. You squint at the bright lights and close your eyes slightly.

“C’mon, we gotta go to the lounge so you can rest.” The voice says with worry thick in his tone, causing another voice to laugh.

“Or so lover boy can meet his princess.”

PRINCESS? Alas being trapped in a concussed state, before you can speak, the dizzy world fades into black as sleep claims you with the last thing you hear is: “Fucking hell, Harrison, I told you to stop her, not fucking kidnap her!”

Don’t Say Anything (part 4)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: ye good ol’ angst

A/N: Welpsssss ‘Don’t Say Anything’ won over ‘Tainted Love’ I’m sooorrryyyyyy. Anyways, I hope ya enjoy! Will edit lateeerrrrr


Two weeks have flown by since the day at the zoo and you’ve kept your distance from both Bucky and Nat. You didn’t completely shut them out, just anytime they wanted to do something with you, you’d make up some believable excuse.

You spent most of your time in your room being a depressed fish, the other members of the team coming to check up on you every now and then. It sucked. Why must feelings exist?

“Hey kiddo,” you can hear Tony say from the other side of the door.

“Come in.” you sigh, laying on your side, wrapped up like a burrito. You feel like trash and you look like trash.

The door opens and Tony frowns. “Dinners ready. You’re eating with us. I won’t take no for an answer.”

“But-”

“I won’t take no for an answer.” he repeats.

You sigh. “Why do you hate me so much.”

“I don’t hate you, I love you which is why I’m making you come out and eat with us.” he gives you a small smile. “Come on, I’m tired of seeing you so sad. You hardly come out of your room now, what’s going on?”

He shuts the door and sits down on the floor in front of you.

“Nothing.”

“If it wasn’t nothing I wouldn’t be sitting in here with you right now, so tell me.”

“I just - I don’t want to talk about it.” you shut your eyes. “Please don’t make me talk about it.”

The last part came out as a whimper and it made Tony frown even more. He moved the blanket from your head and threaded his fingers into your hair. “I won’t make you talk about it. But just know that I’m here if you want to talk. I won’t judge you or anything.”

You hum as he scratched your head softly. “You’re such a dad.”

Tony chuckled. “A good looking dad, right?”

“You wish.” you scoffed.

Tony smiled and stood up from the floor, removing his hand from your head in the process and causing you to open your eyes. “Come on, I’ll even serve you your plate.”

“Is this a trick?” you question.

“I know, I know, I’m actually being nice for once, call the police.” he playfully rolled his eyes. You laugh and sit up, wrapping your little blanket over your head. You follow Tony into the kitchen where everyone was, talking and what not. No one had sat down at the table yet so you make your way over to a chair and sit down, clutching your blanket tighter to your body.

Bucky and Natasha were sitting on the couch only a few feet away, sitting ever so close to each other. You wanted to go back to your room. You wanted to be anywhere but here - anywhere as long as those two weren’t there. Your heart was broken enough.

“Alright you little assholes, come sit down, dinners ready!” Sam announced. Bucky and Nat look over their shoulders and when Bucky sees you he stands up, quickly making his way over to you to claim the seat beside you. You don’t look at him. You can’t. But you know he’s looking at you.

Natasha sits down in front of you and you want to melt into a puddle. How are you supposed to survive this dinner with Bucky next to you and Natasha in front of you? Does the world really hate you that much?

You watch everyone serve themselves, talking about god knows what, you’re tuning everyone out. You just want to get this over and done with so that you can go back to your room and wrap yourself up into a burrito again. Tony places a plate in front of you, telling you to eat and you sigh.

While everyone seemed to be engaged in a conversation about something, you stay quiet, eating your food. As if the gods above didn’t want it to go that way, Bucky leans in towards you.

“What’s going on, baby doll?” he says for only you to hear.

“Nothing, why?” you respond, continuing to pick at your food.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in weeks, Y/N. Are you purposely ignoring me?”

“I’ve been busy, James.” you sigh.

“So you are ignoring.” he nods. “That’s just great.”

You roll your eyes. “Not everything is about you, Bucky.”

“It’s the guy huh? The one you like?”

He’s looking at you and god do you want to look at him too. But you can’t or else you’ll break down and you can’t break down. Not in front of everyone. Not during dinner.

Bucky scoffed. “I can’t believe you’re still sulking about this asshole, Y/N.”

“You don’t understand, Bucky.” you try to remain calm. “I’ve liked this guy for years. It’s gonna take a while till I’m over him.”

“Will you just tell me who he is? I just wanna talk to him.” he says and you shut your eyes.

“Can we just not talk about it, please?” again, you whimper. Bucky feels a bit of anger towards this guy.

“Alright, we won’t talk about it, for now.” he nods. “On another note, Nat and I have an announcement.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah so say tuned.” he then cleared his throat. “Guys, Nat and I have something to say.” and it was quiet. They all looked at Bucky, waiting for him to go on. He looks at Nat and smiles. “We wanted to tell you guys when we were all together.” Bucky licks his lips. “Nat and I are dating.”

And just like that, you lost all hope. You felt sick. You didn’t want to be there anymore. You didn’t want to be that close to Bucky or that close to Natasha. Congratulations went around as well as “finally!” and you felt even more sick.

You quickly stand up, grabbing everyone’s attention before muttering something about not feeling good. Without waiting for a response from someone, you make a beeline for your room, shutting the door and rushing into the bathroom. You hold onto the sides of the sink and breathe. In and out, in and out. You splash some water on your face and take a deep breath.

You should have just stayed in your room. Why didn’t you just stay in your room? You can’t get hurt in your room, your room loves you. Chewing on your bottom lip, you exit the bathroom, being startled by Wanda who was sitting down on your bed.

“Shit Wanda, you scared me.” you breathe out, clutching your chest. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s Bucky.” she says. Your blood runs cold.

“Wh-What?”

“The guy you like, it’s Bucky.” she spoke and your eyes swell with tears.

“How did you find out?”

Wanda stands up. “Please don’t be mad at me.” she says. “After you ran off, I knew something was wrong. I hate seeing you so sad and broken, Y/N. You’re my best friend. So I.. Listened in on your thoughts.”

“That’s an invasion of my privacy, Wanda!” your tears fall from your eyes.

“I know but I wasn’t going to sit around and watch you be sad, Y/N. You were never going to tell me any of this. I want to help because I hate seeing you sad.” she responds. Your lip quivers.

“I don’t know what to do.” you cry, eyes blurring with tears. Wanda engulfs you. “Why am I not good enough? Is there something wrong with me? Am I not attractive? I’ve been there for him since day one, Wanda. I thought he liked me, at least a little bit. But of course, he likes Nat. Everyone does. I was so stupid to think that-”

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t talk like that.” she tells you. “Don’t do this to yourself, Y/N. Don’t put yourself down. There’s someone out there who’s dying to be with you, you just have to wait it out. Don’t let this affect the rest of your life.”

You hold back a sob. “I hate feeling this way. Everything hurts.”

“I know.” she sighs, rubbing your back. “I know.”

The two of you stay like that for a bit while you calm down. It seems like all you’ve been doing is crying. You hate it. Suddenly your door opens, standing there is Bucky, a worried look etched on his face.


A/N: I know these parts are really short but just bear with me okay? Anyways, tell me what ya think.

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An Ice Cream Misunderstanding | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Jealousy, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! This is the first ever write-up that I am posting, so please be nice. Haha. If you have requests, don’t hesitate to message me and I’ll get back to you. Jealous Zach will always be my favorite Zach for some reason, next to dumb baby Zach. Anyway, enjoy!

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“Baby can we go get some ice cream?” my boyfriend says with puppy eyes as he laid his head on my thighs while we were seated in front of the TV watching a movie.

“I think there’s some chocolate ice cream in the fridge left.” I reply, as I stroke his head with my hand.

“But baby, you know I like pistachio, from that place, our favorite ice cream parlor?” he whines with a pout as he looks at me with puppy eyes again.

“Puh-lease?” he pouts as he grabs my hand and places it under his chin.

“I hate you Zach Dempsey.” I reply as I laugh and shake my head.

“Let’s go then.” I reply as I pinch his cheeks and a wide grin forms on his face.

“Thank you baby I love you!” he replies as he sits up on the sofa and pinches the bridge of my nose.

“Zachary! Don’t!” I reply as I stand up and run to the bedroom to get the car keys and my purse.

We both get ready and head on out of the house to go to our favorite ice cream parlor. Zach drives for the both of us most of the time, but he got an injury during a basketball game, and he was told not to do any activities for 2 weeks. Those 2 weeks are almost done, and he’s healing very well. We reach the ice cream parlor but there weren’t any parking spaces near it, so we had to park quite far. We got off of the car and started walking, Zach held my hand as we walked. While we were walking hand in hand, a familiar voice yelled out my name which made Zach and I look behind us to check who it was.

“Y/N!” the familiar voice yells as he waves his hand from side to side.

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If I’d Stayed

Summary: What if Bucky Barnes had never gone to war? What if he’d stayed home with you, like he wanted to?

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 843 (the shortest thing I’ve written in a while.. sorry..)

Warnings: Angst. 

A/N: Holy!! I’m sorry it’s been forever since I’ve written.. and this is short.. and kinda sad.. Anyways, I hope that y’all like it!! Feedback would be amazing as always! xo

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“You’re afraid to be happy” - Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Summary : Kakashi is in love with you…But pushes you away because he’s too afraid of loosing you, as every single persons he ever cared about died or left/betrayed him. 

Some more love for Kakashi, because I’ve been binge watching Naruto Shippuden and I’m kind of in love with him (also, I received requests for fics about Luffy and Zorro from One Piece, and characters from FMA and more Naruto, so expect to see more anime around here), hope you’ll like it ! : 

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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It wasn’t often, that the famous Copy Ninja, Kakashi Hatake, talked about his feelings. Hell, it was so rare some would say he never does. 

But Yamato, one of his only remaining friend, knew better. 

Sometimes, when they were both very drunk, they’d talk. They wouldn’t always remember what about, but they’d talk.  

About their lives. What they like, don’t like, what make them happy, what brings them down…Your name often appears on Kakashi’s lips during those times.

Like today, or rather, tonight, while Kakashi helps Yamato to walk home. Or was it Yamato that helped Kakashi ? They were kind of slumped against each other’s, walking with difficulties, cheeks red because of the alcohol. 

After the scarecrow pronounced your name for the tenth time that night, Yamato finally dared to ask : 

-So, you love her ? 

-Who ?

-Who could I talk about ?

-(Y/N) ? 

Yamato nods. Or, tries to nod, because every movement that are a bit too vigorous makes him want to throw up. 

-Yes I do. 

-…I am confused, Kakashi-senpai. 

-What are you confused about, Tenzou ? 

-Don’t call me like that please. 

-Don’t call me “senpai” then. What are you confused about ? 

-Well, if you’re in love with her, and she is in love with you…why don’t you two just date ? 

-Because if we do, she’ll die. 

-…I’m even more confused now. Maybe I’m too drunk. Or you’re too drunk. 

-I’m definitely drunk, but I can still think straight. 

-I don’t get it. I don’t get you. She’s obviously madly in love with you ! And she’s beautiful, kind, caring, nice, extremely funny…

-I know all of that Yamato. But I can’t. 

-But…Why ? 

-Because everyone I ever loved either died or betrayed me that’s why ! She has to stay away, or something will happen ! It’s simple really ! 

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*Kaneki feels ready to give the next step and have sex with Touka*

Kaneki: uhh, Touka-chan…
Touka: Mmmh?
Kaneki: About what you said months ago… when we were uhhh, t-talking…
Touka: What did I say?
Kaneki: *blushes* you know… the talk we had…
Touka: Talk? 
Kaneki: Yeahh, you said… uh… that, well, you… I… 
Touka: Are you okay?
Kaneki: T-Touka-chan! You know what I’m talking about…
Touka: I don’t remember any talk… can you please describe what I said to you?
Kaneki: T-TOUKA-CHAN… p-please…
Touka: I have a very bad memory
Kaneki: *about to lose his shit* Touka-chan.. please, you said… you said t-that…
Touka: *smiles* say what? (  ͡°  ͜ʖ  ͡° )

rip kaneki

thunderstorm, p.4 | yoongi

read p1, p2, and p3.

summary: p4/? | initially, the rumors about yoongi were what kept you so far away from him. after finally giving him a chance to prove he was more than the jerk every story made him out to be, he completely confirms everything you had come to no longer believe about him.

details/genre: badboy!yoongi, college au, angst/fluff, friend!jin, bff!jungkook, bff!taehyung

word count: 2.1k

Originally posted by diesetnoctis

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anonymous asked:

How whould the rfa react to an MC that doesn't have a driver's license and is so BAD at driving, like worst that Jumin driving 😂

Heya guys- just a little reminder that my requests are still closed- i have a back log of them (that require more intricate work/longer than 10 minutes) that have been in there for a while that I haven’t had a chance to write out for them. 

The only reason I’m doing this ask that I received today was the answers literally came to me in 2 minutes and will take me less than 5 minutes to answer, like a writing warm up if you will. 




Yoosung: Oh God. Oh God. We’re going to die. We’re going to die-
MC: Hey this is really fun!
Yoosung: Oh- no! Watch out! We’re going to die! We’re going to die!
MC: I’m doing so well for never having gotten my license right? 
Yoosung: …. I’m going to be sick. 
MC: Yoosung?
Yoosung: *unintelligible crying and dry heaving whilst MC laughs maniacally* 


Zen: …Okay so if we just take it nice and…
MC: *presses foot on the accelerator and starts to drive 40kms over the speed limit.*
Zen waits until they are stopped at the stop light and reaches over to pull the keys out of the ignition. The actor smiles wobbly and steps out of the passenger’s side and over to MC.
Zen: Jagi- I think it’s my turn to drive now-
MC: …But I’ve only driven for two minutes
Zen: And they were a lovely two minutes Jagiya- but I’m your Prince- let me guide your noble steed… or… Toyota… whatever. 
Zen picked up MC and forcibly put her in the passenger’s seat, just happy he managed to keep his cool (and his urine inside of his body.) 


Jaehee: *is the most perfect picture of calm on the outside, on the inside- she is  s c r e a m i n g* 
MC: Let me know if you need me to pick you up!
Jaehee smiles and tells her it won’t be necessary, giving her partner a kiss on the cheek. From then on, whenever the company car is late or broken Jaehee insists that she’ll walk to work, that it’s good for her health. Yes. Good. Because she wouldn’t be dead from a heart attack if she ever had to be in a car with MC as the driver again. 


Jumin: So this is the first time you’ve ever driven?
MC: Yes! *swerves to miss a cat… on the sidewalk… she’s driving on the sidewalk*
Jumin: I see.
MC: Okie dokie! That’s my 30 minutes done for today!
Jumin: I am impressed my love. I particularly liked the part where we didn’t roll over and crash. Well done!
*he’s legit proud of her… I mean… who is he to judge?*


Saeyoung: *they haven’t even left the garage and he’s already on edge*
MC: This is so much fun! 
Saeyoung: *intense praying* Please Lord, you can do anything to me… just… just don’t let anything happen to my baby… 
MC: Oh don’t be silly ‘Young! I’m fine!
Saeyoung: I WASN’T TALKING ABOUT YOU I WAS TALKING ABOUT MY CAR!  


MC: *smiling wickedly as she weaves in and out of traffic at a ridiculous speed*
Saeran: *watching on with the most uninterested, deadpan expression on his face.*
MC: *pulling over* So! How did I do?
Saeran:… That… That was so much fun!
MC: I KNOW RIGHT?!
Saeran: Now… it’s my turn!
MC: Wait… you… you don’t know how to drive a car?
Saeran: No
MC: But… you were meant to be the one supervising me…
Saeran: And I did. Now it’s your turn to supervise me. Now I noticed that you tried to avoid hitting the things on the road… wouldn’t it be more fun if we tried hitting them instead?
MC: THIS ISNT A DODGEM CAR SAERAN!
Saeran:… Damn. 


V: …. doesn’t know there’s anything wrong. He’s pretty dang blind at this point and trusts MC so implicitly that he just lays back and enjoys the ride. He doesn’t seem to notice all the constant car honking that happens when she drives or the muffled screams of the horrified pedestrians as she narrowly misses them… He does however notice that they always manage to make their appointments early and always compliments MC on her driving. 

upset friend! Seventeen

requested by anon: “Hi!! can i request a scenario where you’re svt’s best friend, like they treat you as a younger sister and they’re super protective of you. how would they react when you went over to their dorm crying or upset. its a little similar to how they react to their gf being scared you previously did, but as a younger sis pov or smtg? tysm!”

a/n: i hope this isn’t late, i did it it bullet points because you requested scenario, i hope that’s okay

Seungcheol

  • you wrap yourself in your in your sweater tighter
  • the door swings open with Seungcheol looking at you worriedly 
  • he pulls you in and gives you quicky, tight hug
  • “what happened?? are you okay??”
  • you emotionally explain to him how you got into a fight with your boyfriend and well, now ex boyfriend
  • “what the hell, do you want me to beat the kid up?” 
  • you can tell by his facial expression how pissed he is
  • you reassure him you’re fine
  • “you’re not fine, you’re crying” 
  • you reach up and touch your undereyes, realizing it was damp
  • wiping your tears away, he smiles softly
  • “come on, i’ll make mingyu make you ramen” 
  • laughing for the first time that night, you nod,
  • “that would be nice”

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Jeonghan

  • “Jeonghan, are you at your dorm?” 
  • “hey are you okay? why do you sound like that??” 
  • “my friend kicked me out of her car, i’m like five minutes from your dorm, can i come over?” 
  • “well that’s not a really good friend, yeah of course” 
  • you thank him and he makes you stay on the phone with him until you get to the dorm
  • when you get there, he’s already standing there, and leads you in
  • “do you want to talk about it?” 
  • he asks you gently, letting you know you didn’t have to if you didn’t want to
  • by the time you get to the couch, you’re in the middle of explaining how your friend got pissed off over how you wouldn’t “help” her do her paper and everything just escalated 
  • the entire time he’s listening to you and handing you tissues when you’re feeling really emotional
  • “i’m here for you okay” 
  • you nod and end up cuddling into his side with his arm around you
  • the mood is lighter now and you can hear seventeen in the back
  • “you know i got a whole soccer team that can help us prank the girl or something” 
  • “the heck jeonghan, we aren’t tryna kill the girl”

Originally posted by j-miki

Joshua

  • as the door gets slammed in your face, you try not explode in tears
  • but your body won’t agree and the tears just fall
  • after a couple minutes, you hear your phone ding
  • it’s from Joshua, who lives next door
  • “are you okay?? your door closed really loud”
  • you send a quick text about how you’re fine and sorry if you disrupted anything
  • instead of another ding you get a call
  • you pick you and say hello, trying to slience your tears but it doesn’t work
  • “oh my gosh, are you okay?”
  • “n-no” 
  • so you tell him that you came back to your place to find your bf cheating on you, on your couch, at your place
  • “do you want to come over? maybe you should get out of there” 
  • you agree and he meets you at your door and walks you over
  • after settling you on the couch, and lets you make small talk to Seungkwan who’s trying to make you laugh
  • when Joshua comes back with a cup of tea, Seungkwan gets shooed away by another member
  • “i know you’ll get through this, i’ll be there however to help along the way” 
  • smiling softly, you take a sip of tea, calmer now
  • “i know”

Originally posted by visual-17

Junhui

  • you hate the way you cry
  • you’re definitely not one of those criers who cry angelically
  • nah you’re a scrunched, red faced mess
  • like now, when you’re furiously pacing, waiting for jun to open the door
  • “Y/N! oh my god, come here!”
  • he pulls you inside and engulfs you in a hug
  • “i dont like it when you cry” he says, 
  • his expression is sad while gently wiping your tears
  • you smile sadly and joke, “is it because i look ugly?”
  • “well…”
  • “yah!” 
  • you smack his arm lightly, knowing he’s just teasing
  • “you’re pretty when you’re happy, and being happy is good”
  • “so i should try my best to be happy always?” you finish for him
  • he grins, “yup, that’s right”
  • you start giggling, any trace of crying  gone
  • except for the makeup, which he points out
  • “come on, we have makeup remover somewhere”
  • he wraps an arm around your shoulder in a brotherly way
  • looking down at you, he smiles
  • “you don’t have to talk about it now, okay? let’s just do something fun”

Originally posted by junhoontrash

Soonyoung

  • ‘SOONYOUNG SOONYOUNG SOONYOUNG :’((((’
  • you’re freaking out, on the verge of crying as you blow up his phone
  • ‘WHAT WHAT WHATS WRONG!?!?!’
  • you tell him everything that’s going on 
  • ‘actually I’m at your dorm right now, can you please open?’
  • ‘OF COURSE’
  • seconds later you see soonyoung swings open the door, kinda looking like he just sprinted
  • he immediately bear hugs you
  • “everything is going to be okay’
  • you look up at him, tears threatening to fall
  • with everything that’s been going on, you don’t know
  • “how do you know?” you ask, your lip quivering
  • he pulls away slightly and holds you by your shoulders
  • looking into your eyes, he says
  • “because i know you’re a strong person, something like this can’t bring you down”

Originally posted by performanceunit

Wonwoo

  • you start blowing up his phone
  • “WONWOO!!! how could you!! get out here :’‘((”
  • “you’re outside??? what did i do?” 
  • “JUST GET OUT HERE :((”
  • you coming over was pretty common because you lived 2 minutes away
  • he comes out looking very worried and asks you what’s wrong
  • with tears in your eyes, you hand him back his book
  • “how could you do this to me?”
  • right away, his facial expression changes and he bursts out laughing
  • “wonwooooooo i’ve been crying for the past hour!!” shaking his head amused, he swings an arm around our shoulder
  • “how could you not tell me what happens” 
  • he looks amused, “what the heck? you hate spoilers!”
  • agreeing you nod, making him shake his head
  • “okay come on in, then we’ll watch something funny” 
  • looking up at him, you smile hopefully
  • “and order pizza?”
  • ruffling your hair, he laughs and replies
  • “sure sure”

Originally posted by visual-17

Jihoon

  • taking a deep breathe you try to calm yourself
  • grabbing your phone, you dial his number
  • hearing his voice, even if it was just a ‘hello’ calmed you slightly
  • “are you busy right now?”
  • “no, we’re all just eating chicken what’s wrong, why’s your voice shaky”
  • after explaining quietly, and hearing him comforting you and some background noise on his side, 
  • you tell him you’re outside
  • “okay that’s fine i promise, i’ll come out” 
  • meeting eye to eye he smiles softly 
  • “don’t let this stress you out too much okay”
  • ”i don’t know, i really don’t know if i can forgive my mom this time”
  • he grabs your arms and holds them tightly
  • “look at me”
  • you look up at him, distress clearly all over your face
  • “what she did this time, that’s not okay, but is it worth ruining everything?” 
  • “no” you say, lowering your head
  • he pulls you in a hug, resting his head on your shoulder
  • after you pull away, you smile
  • “you’re a really good friend jihoonie” 
  • “i know, now come in and eat chicken before the guys eat it all” 

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Seokmin

  • “SEOKKK” you wail into your phone
  • “Y/NNN WHAT’S WRONGGG?”
  • after you finish explaining, you subconsciously sniffle 
  • “omo are you crying??? y/n where are you!!" 
  • “aniya, i just have allergies okay, i’ll be at your dorm in a sec" 
  • he knows just as well as you, you don’t have allergies 
  • "okay, i’ll be waiting outside" 
  • soon enough, you reach him and he pulls you into a tight hug right away
  • flashing a small smile, he says, "we should go in!! its raining" 
  • he looks down at you, and his eyes twinkle and you know immediately what he’s thinking 
  • "rain~~~~” you both sing,
  • him successfully making you laugh, he suddenly says “look!! your eyes are so red!!" 
  • you give him a blank stare, "i know ive been… sneezing" 
  • “noooo!!! it’s because you’ve been blinded by the seokshine!!" 
  • amused, you say, "where?? its been raining" 
  • “but no matter how much it rains, the sun will always rise the next day" 
  • the both of you become silent, you stare into his eyes, and realize the meaning, his way of comforting 
  • wrapping your arms around him, you hear him make a surprised sound, before wrapping his arms around you too 
  • "you’re not bad at giving advice seok" 

Originally posted by jongindiaries

Mingyu

  • knocking in the door timidly, you back away and wait two seconds later
  • you hear someone clumsily open the door 
  • "mingyu.” you say 
  • and all his eyes need is one look at yours to know something happened 
  • “i just need someone to talk to, even if it’s for one minute, i don’t want to intrude on anything” you say 
  • the moments in your sentence where your breathe catches, let’s him know you’ve been crying 
  • “don’t worry, some members are gone and some are just being lazy and waiting for me to make them ramen" 
  • "you sure?" 
  • when you come in, you force him to let you help him cook so you two are unwrapping the ramen packages 
  • "i know i’m not the best person to talk about things to, but i’m here for you" 
  • looking over at him, you nod with a small smile on your face 
  • "i just need to be in someone’s presence right now" 
  • he nods understandingly and grins 
  • "and scarf down some ramen?" 
  • “um of courseee" 

Originally posted by wonnhao

 Minghao 

  • you can’t breathe 
  • completely clueless in this situation, looking around you get some idea of where you are 
  • "m-minghao?” you say after dialing his number 
  • “huh? y/n? shouldn’t you be sleeping?" 
  • "minghao i just, i’m really close to your dorm, do you think you could come outside and talk to me?" 
  • he answers with an ‘of course’ 
  • so when you reach there, you see him standing outside, a mug in hand
  • "drink this it’s cold out” he hands it too you, which you accept gratefully 
  • then he takes a step forward to get a closer look at you 
  • “why are you dressed in clubbing clothes?? why is your neck kind of red?”
  • he quickly takes his jacket off and hands it to you 
  • putting it on, you duck your head and whimper 
  • “even if someone’s drunk, that’s not a good enough excuse right?" 
  • you feel his stare on you for what feels like forever 
  • then his hands cup your face and you can tell he’s practically glaring at your neck 
  • "its no excuse. remember that no matter what. because you don’t deserve this" 
  • you nod, and take a deep breathe 
  • “thank you a lot, for making me feel better" 
  • "you don’t need to thank me, and stay away from this guy okay" 
  • you agree telling him you’ll break up tomorrow 
  • as you get ready to leave, he grabs your arm and shakes his head 
  • "come inside and wait for a taxi at least, i’m not about to let my friend walk herself home" 
  • nodding slowly, you come in and greet the other members 
  • you and him both sit on the couch and he passes you a controller 
  • "play?" 
  • “yup,” you smile

Originally posted by minghaon

Seungkwan

  • ‘i’m crying.’ you type, and hit send
  • “what happened!?” he replies anxiously, with like a thousand question marks and exclamation points
  • ‘i’m outside, come?” 
  • he reads it and doesn’t reply
  • but seconds later he’ll come outs the door with a nervous expression
  • “i was really debating whether to not to bother you but i need someone to talk too” 
  • “what do you even mean? you can tell me anything!” 
  • you spill all of it, everything that’s been going on
  • “aigoo” without anymore words, he pulls you into a hug
  • and unexpectedly, you start crying
  • patting your back he says, “let it all out okay”
  • sniffling, you joke, “i’m crying because you smell really bad” 
  • “yah! you liar” 
  • “i know i know” you laugh, even though your tears continue to fall
  • “come in, we can order something and eat our hearts out” 
  • meeting each others eyes, you give him a tiny smile,
  • “don’t hold back, we are gonna eat a lot” 
  • “definitely we’ll eat all the bad foods in the world. vegetables what?” 
  • “what are vegetables?” 
  • not even realizing your tears have stopped now, you both plan out all the food you’re gonna order

Originally posted by kyungminie

Vernon

  • you try to silence your crying before picking up the phone
  • “vernon? i’m here” 
  • “ahh okay i’ll come open the door!” he says happily
  • he doesn’t realize anything yet
  • opening the door he says, “hey come i-”
  • his sentence stops short when he looks at your expression
  • “are you okay?” 
  • you respond by silently shaking your head
  • the two of you don’t say anything
  • he just walks towards you and wraps his arms tightly around you
  • after many moments, with his arms still around you, you say
  • “standing out here is weird right?”
  • he nods, “let’s go in”
  • when the two of you walk in, you greet the members, but all of them notice something’s wrong
  • so they leave the two of you alone
  • “do you want to talk about it?” 
  • shaking your head you reply, “no i dont think i’m ready yet, can we just do something else?”
  • “yeah, you want to look at these lyrics” 
  • nodding your head, you smile at him
  • “thank you” 
  • smiling softly, he shakes his head
  • “it’s no problem”

Originally posted by carol12lopes-blog

Chan

  • you are really unsure of what to do
  • crying isn’t an option anymore, your eyes are tired of it
  • but if tears can go away, why can’t this feeling
  • ‘i’m here’ you text chan
  • you already said your coming, but you didn’t tell him anything
  • “i’ll come open for you” he answers 
  • you wait, rocking your feet back and forth nervously
  • when he open the door, he says his regular greeting
  • but then stops short when he sees your face
  • “have you been crying?”
  • you open you mouth, ready to deny on reflex, but nod anyway
  • “i…we broke up” you say
  • and it feels weird, saying it for the time
  • he opens and closes his mouth in shook
  • “but… what, how?” 
  • you shake your head and spill everything
  • when you’re done, he opens his mouth to say something but decides against it
  • instead he pulls you in for a hug
  • pulling back after, he simply looks at you and flashes a comforting smile
  • “you’ll get through this, we’re young okay?”
  • you nod, trusting him
  • “okay”

Originally posted by mc-gyu

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How Bad Grades Got Me Laid

How Bad Grades Got Me Laid //Phan

Pairing: Daniel Howell and Philip Lester 

Genre: smut

TW: none

Teacher!Phil x Fem!Student!Dan

Phil’s POV

“So, the tests aren’t… Bad, per say, but they’re not exactly good either,” I recited the familiar speech as I delivered the tests to the respective students.

I went around the classroom, until I reached the familiar boy with brown hair, looking up at me with dark pupils and an innocent look. “Dan…” I started, placing his test in the desk, a disappointing red 2-out-of-20 mark, clear as daytime, “come see me after class.” he nodded eagerly, seemingly not bothered by his low grade. “Yes, sir.” he purred cheekily.

I wrote some exercises for the students to solve and sat at my desk, looking up to see Dan’s familiar face, sitting at his desk diagonal to mine. Anyone else would be non-the-wiser, but I could tell when Dan wanted attention. But today was different.

He was wearing the typical female school outfit, something he’d do normally- he liked to switch between female and male outfits- but he just looked like he was up to no good.

Dan and I have been dating for about two or three months now, and I couldn’t wait for him to finish high school, so we could move in together. In these past months I’ve grown to be more rebellious than in my entire life and yet, I could not be happier.

One thing that I both loved and hated about Dan, besides his immaturity, would be his lack of shame.

I stopped spacing out when I heard my name bring called, “Uh… Mr. Lester!” I snapped my head up at that, my eyes instinctively falling on Dan. He was looking at me with lustful and zoned out eyes, his face was coloured with a shade of pink and his mouth was slightly open. His eyes fell shut when he realised he had my attention, he bit his lip and tilted his head backwards oh-so gently. My eyes trailed down his body; how his outfit was slightly tight on him, and down his chest, to his arms and finally his hand bellow the desk-

“S-sir, over here!” I jumped as if I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t, which, technically, I was. The student in front of Dan, Chris, was now standing, blocking my vision of Dan. “Oh, uh, yes, sorry?” I mentally slapped myself over how starstruck I probably both looked and sounded. “Should we do exercises 15 and 16? We haven’t learned that yet.”

“If you can, do it, otherwise…” I trailed off carelessly with a wave of my hand, watching as Chris sat back on his chair. I looked at Dan again, his right hand clutching the paper tightly- his test- while the other was under the desk, rubbing himself. We made eye contact and I noticed him mouthing pleas, most definitely directed towards me.

I glared at him, only receiving a small, lazy smile from him in response as he continued to touch himself as if it were the most normal thing to do. I checked the time, fifteen minutes until the bell rang. I groaned in frustration, tapping my watch impatiently, wanting everyone to leave already, just so I could have Dan alone.

I looked at him through my glasses, frowning, but more relieved when I saw that he had refrained to touching himself, now simply tapping his foot against the ground and pressing his legs together as tightly as he could. I smirked, chuckling quietly under my breath, which caught some students attention for brief seconds. I looked at my watch once again; twelve minutes and thirty-six seconds to go.

I could almost feel Dan staring longingly at me, and more so when, in the midst of the silence of the classroom, a loud and familiar huff was heard, coming from him. I looked at him in time to see him motioning me to hurry up with his hand. “Impatient,” I mumbled under my breath, knowing he’d have no way of knowing what I just said.

The last straw was drawn when he started squirming around on his chair, swaying from side to side in an effort of getting himself off, and failing completely, judging by the long sigh of distress he’d let out. I smiled, done with my teasing.

“Class dismissed.”

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