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“Why can’t I come with you?”

That question had been resonating in Harry’s mind for the past 12 hours and, despite having very logical reasoning behind it, he was finding it increasingly hard not to break down and buy two more plane tickets. His daughter was very good at persuasion, especially when she was upset, and every cry that came from her lips lessened Harry’s resolve immensely.

But, you both had decided that this particular trip was going to be one that you and your daughter sat out of. Harry was only going to be gone for four days and the weather forecast for New York wasn’t great; it was just as easy for you to keep yourself and your daughter at home in London while Harry made the trek, instead of having to lug both yourselves and tons of extra warm clothing in case you got stuck there for a few extra days.

Every other trip that Harry had made in the four years since your daughter had been born, he had made with the two of you in tow; his schedule was flexible and sparse enough that adding two extra bodies on a week long trip to LA wasn’t a big deal. When he had gone on tour for six months, he had brought you with him; there was no way he was going away that long and leaving the two loves in his life at home. Your daughter was now used to being a little jetsetter with daddy and felt quite special whenever she got to fly in a plane and get “important” orange juice from the flight attendant in a big-girl cup. You weren’t sure exactly what her reaction would be in learning that she would be left behind with you on this trip, but you figured it wouldn’t be good.

You opted to keep the news under wraps until as close to Harry’s departure time as you could, just to avoid long, drawn out meltdowns if that were the case. The afternoon before, you and Harry sat down with her when she was in a good mood (fed, not in need of a nap and happily playing with toys) and told her that daddy was going to have to go away for a few days, but that she would have to stay home with you. Her face immediately dropped in confusion; this was unheard of, why would daddy be going away without her? You ALWAYS went with him when he travelled.

“Why can’t I come with you?” she pouted.

“Daddy’s only going for a few days and it’s going to be cold there,” he tried to explain, “You and mummy wouldn’t have any fun.”

“But I want to come!”

“I know you do, love, but I promise you’ll be so much happier staying here. You wouldn’t see daddy lots anyway; he’s got a lot of boring meetings to go to with Uncle Jeff,” Harry explained, crinkling his nose.

“If it’s boring, why don’t you stay here with me and mummy and Uncle Jeff can go by himself?” she argued.

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on advice for those with mental illness

so inb4 i get slapped with “we cant all be neurotypical KAREN” ill preface this with the fact that i have severe depression, generalized anxiety disorder, moderate to severe OCD (more along the hoarder spectrum), and ADHD. all diagnosed. i deal with childhood sexual trauma as well. my experience is not universal, but it is not in the slightest neurotypical.

so learning how to grow and start healing fucking sucks. it really does. at a certain point it gets easier to just stay in your downward spiral. i get it, i totally do. ive been there for over 10 years (im 21 at the time im making this) and its taken me years of therapy and personal work to get to where i am now. i would consider myself stable at best, but its leagues better than where i used to be. part of that is just being lucky with recent life events, but much of it is me actively working on my mental illness.

cognitive behavioral therapy helps a fuckton. part of that is exposure therapy. it starts with little things. FORCE urself to go outside sometimes. FORCE urself to let something be “clean enough” or “good enough.” you dont have to personally handwash dishes you want to use to know theyre clean. let something be imperect, but start small. FORCE urself to look into someones eyes when u talk to them, or at least look at their mouth. a lot of the early work is about breaking out of your habits, your spiral. and it is work, absolutely. i know executive disfunction and lack of spoons/energy very well. starting small and succeeding tells your brain that you CAN do it.

i also have impulsive, intrusive thoughts. that sort of this is common but for me, its nearly every second of the day. when you start to understand that these thoughts ARENT yours, that obsessions have a cause you can point to, it starts to get easier. often i get thoughts of screaming nasty, racist, homophobic, transphobic things and it used to terrify me!! i used to think that those thoughts defined me or were some sort of “secret personality” of who i actually am. theyre not. theyre just shitty things that you hear and see from other people and your brain KNOWS you dont like them. but things that you KNOW are wrong are very often subjects of intrusive thoughts, especially for OCD. these thoughts arent who i am, and even tho i have to fight to not let that impulse take over, its much easier when you know WHY things happen.

ive been in therapy for years and i only recently told my psychiatrist about my ocd spectrum symptoms. that shit happens. it can be hard to trust someone until youve known them for YEARS. i never even told anyone about that facet of my mental illness until about a month before i told him during a session. my parents dont even know yet (unless they still check out my blog in which case HEY MOM i have ocd but im working on it real good also sorry about all the furries ily)

i have control issues. pretty bad ones. ones where i feel the need to control every aspect of my own life and those of people close to me. ive learned how to talk to people to get what i want from them. ive spent years working on not acting on them. i give people free reign to do what they need to do and offer to help when i can. i make a point to feel the mood of a room and go along with it. i make a point to involve other people in teaching me abt things that they like. being supportive and patient is hard for me, but it makes other ppl feel welcome around me. its probably for an ultimate selfish reason (i feel good that people like me and feel safe around me) but who cares!!! everything in life is selfish. being alive and continuing to live is a selfish act. but its not bad.

its been commonly said that your initial thoughts dont define who you are, but what your words/actions end up being (barring certain mental illnesses that prevent that ofc). the moment my therapist told me that theres things in my life that i cannot control, that there doesnt HAVE to be a reason for everything, it kickstarted the best, healthiest moment of my life. and im definitely not saying that you NEED a therapist/psych to start healing. honestly, that shit he told
me is really simple in basic. but you need to learn how to reach out and ask for help. ask anybody you feel comfortable with for help. getting help does not make me weak, it means i have the capacity for growth.

HEALTHY coping mechanisms will overcome unhealthy ones. youve probably been learning and using healthy ways to cope since you were young and just didnt realize it. think about the way you currently deal with your illness and be proud of it! good and bad! youve survived, and youre still surviving! youre not lazy, or difficult, or a bad person; you just have much more work and effort to put in to do the seemingly basic things that neurotypicals do. you and i work so hard to get to the bare minimum that its exhausting. you have to keep pushing your limits, and i dont mean you have to start yoga (fuck that my brain doesnt slow down enough for that) or run every week (im not there yet either) but just start working on one thing. even if that one, tiny thing takes a month, guess the fuck what!! you did it! you improved, you grew, you started HEALING. the words grow and heal might seem a little cliche and overused, but thats exactly what it feels like.

drink more water, being hydrated makes you feel better. try to eat healthier (mashed potatoes are suuuper easy to make btw u dont even need exact proportions to make delicious tates that YOU made. hmu if u wanna know what i do), youll feel less lethargic over time. stand up a few minutes every 1-3 hours, youll be surprised how much it helps. yes, these sound like neurotypical points of advice, but im there with you. these things DO help. they dont cure you, but they can help expand the base of things you fine yourself able to do.

TL;DR for other ADHD folks: growing as a person is hard. it takes work, actually difficult work. start small. you can do it. eat a potato. thank you.

Problematic Crushes

Summary: The Flash rescues you and creates some unnecessary problems within your love life.

It felt like nearly everyone knew of Barry’s secret identity. So the fact that he had managed to keep that from you still was nearly unbelievable.

But, in a way, Barry almost always preferred it. This way he was able to spend time with you without letting Flash business get in the way. Almost like as soon as he saw you all the troubles he encountered that day faded away and he was free.

But that also had his drawbacks since it was like he was hiding a part of his life from you and you weren’t oblivious to this fact. He wasn’t a great liar and you weren’t stupid. But you also weren’t one to pry. He’d tell you or you’d confront him eventually. Lucky for him, that time hasn’t come yet.

But Barry has proven time and time again that he’s no good with keeping secrets.

-

Cisco’s name popped up on Barry’s phone and he nearly ignored it since he was already so behind with his paperwork and Cisco was probably just bored and wanted to talk to someone. At the last second he decided to against himself and reached to answer his phone.

“Hey Cisco,” Barry sighed, now splitting his attention between the boy on the phone and some crime scene write ups.

“Barry!” Cisco exclaimed. “Where are you? I’ve called you twice already. Never mind that,” Cisco sighed annoyingly. “There’s some type of hold up at the office Y/n works at. No more information is known at this point since they’re keeping the whole building on lockdown until their demands are met.”

At the very mention of your name, Barry ran off and quickly dressed in his suit while he talked with Cisco on his earpiece instead.

“Are they metas or just regular criminals?” Barry asked, not really bothering to wait for an answer and he sped to the familiar office building.

“Don’t know,” Cisco replied. “Just figured you’d want to know that she was in trouble either way. Metas or no metas. News says there are reports of hostages.”

Barry silently agreed as he cautiously passed the police brigade and ran right into the lion’s den.

Thankfully, it was regular everyday criminals and wouldn’t take Barry too long to fix this situation.

There were about six men, all wearing military camouflage in combination with their rifles. Barry would be scared if he couldn’t stop a speeding bullet but thankfully he could.

At first the perpetrators didn’t notice him as they were too busy raiding cash registers and breaking into anything else that looked like it contained something valuable. There was no obvious hostages, meaning no one was lying on the floor with guns pointing at them but he also didn’t doubt that there were hidden in another room. He just prayed that you were alright.

Quickly, he took down the three men in the room before they were to notice him. Step one, complete. Step two was to try and free the hostages Cisco told him about. And step two is where many more things could go wrong.

The next room was clear, leading Barry into a much bigger office space. Countless cubicles filled the room while the three other men patrolled the hostages.

This time, they noticed him and were quick to aim other guns.

Shots were fired but Barry dodged them all with a smug grin on his face. “Gonna have to try harder than a few measly bullets to stop me.”

One man whispered something into the other’s ear with a smile on his face as they took action. “If bullets can’t stop you then maybe this can.” Without a second thought he pointed the gun at the hostages. Barry’s eyes fell on you and he instantly took off running. He caught the twelve bullets that were unleashed and his hands stung slightly at the pain. But that sting was nothing compared to the fear he felt over the possibility of losing you.

Screw the money, they could take that. Right now he had to rescue the innocent people that just happened to get caught up in this mess. There were only five hostages but there was no way he could transport them all at once.

And, just his luck, you were one of the hostages.

He automatically reached for you first but you shook your head. “No,” your voice quivered as rejected his request to save you first. “Help them first. Natasha’s hurt, I can wait, Flash.”

Barry debated this for a second but he knew how stubborn you could be and he didn’t have any time to waste.

Finally the other four hostages were safe in police care. “Are you okay?” He automatically asked once you were outside the building. The police instantly charged in the building to take back control and capture the perpetrators.

You were obviously shaken at the near death experience but you wouldn’t let The Flash know that. “I’m okay…”

Barry instantly took you into his arms and gave you the tightest hug imaginable. And that’s when you broke.

Central City was supposed to be a safe place with The Flash and he usually proved that to be true but it seemed like today was a very close call. As soon as those shots rang, you were sure that was the end of it. Sobs racked through your body as you buried your head into his neck. “Thank you.”

“It’s okay,” Barry whispered, rubbing your back in an attempt to calm you down and he refused to let go of you till you’ve substantially calmed down. “I’ve got you. You’re alright.” He cooed in your ear. Finally when your breathing eventually evened out he pulled back slightly, only enough so he could get a good look at your face. When he glimpsed the tears staining your cheeks, he was quick to wipe them away. “You’re okay.”

Instinctively, he pressed his lips to yours in a quick, reassuring kiss before he bolted away to his next task.

-

And these incidents seemed to occur much more frequently after this little encounter.

A bank robbery, you just happened to be there. A meta causing a ruckus in the park, there you were. You just happened to be on the train ride that a meta decided to hijack.

Maybe this was all a coincidence and Barry was just over analyzing things but it seemed to him like you were suddenly throwing yourself in harm’s way and Barry had to get to the bottom of why.

Just as he decided to investigate, his phone went off.

A text from you: We need to talk…

-

“Hi, Bare,” You smiled, setting your purse down on the coffee table while you shrugged off your coat.

Barry’s palms were sweating as he noticed how relaxed you were. Didn’t ’We need to talk…’ mean ’I’m actually going to break up with you’?

“It’s freezing cold for November. Should'a worn a scarf and hat like you suggested this s'mornin.”

“I thought we had to talk about something.” Barry finally sputtered out, fearing the worst. He couldn’t stand anymore small talk if things were about to end here.

You sighed. “Yeah, I guess we do have to talk. I don’t even know where to start.” An awkward laugh escaped you as you picked at your chipping nail polish. “I assume you’ve noticed that I’ve been acting a bit off this past week?”

He nodded. Ever since the attack on your work, he’d noticed things were different. At first he assumed that you had discovered he was the Flash and you were pulling away due to that. He didn’t know what else it could have been. Everything seemed to be perfect up until that day. Eventually he just decided that you were dealing with the aftershocks of the attack but you would eventually come to terms with that and things would return to normal.

“I don’t know where to start,” you repeated, running through the events that led you to this exact moment. “I can’t lie to you, and I don’t want to either which is why I’m telling you this now. Remember how I told you all about the attack on my work and how the Flash saved us all?”

Barry nodded, suddenly unsure as to how this related considering how the direction of this conversation was surely headed to the whole ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ spiel.

“Well,” You awkwardly fidgeted with your fingers while you avoided looking at him. “After the others were safe, Flash ran me to safety and, for some reason, he wanted to make sure I was okay. I don’t know if he did it with the other hostages or if it was just me, but that isn’t really important now.”

Barry stayed silent. He knew he had screwed up that day but he was so worried that he wasn’t in the right mindset to begin with, knowing you were a part of that situation. He was thrown off and now he was going to have to face the consequences.

“Long story short, he ended up kissing me. And… and Bare I feel so awful.” Wiping tears off your cheeks, you finally met his gaze and Barry felt his stomach twist at how torn up you were and how he was the cause of this. “I don’t know if you’d consider this cheating since, y'know, everyone has a different definition of it but I do. I totally view that as cheating and maybe I wouldn’t if I had pushed him away or regretted it after. But instead I just wanted to see him again and ask him why. Why would he kiss me? And I wish I had told you sooner because you deserve to know but I didn’t want to actually admit that it happened but it’s the least I could do since you deserve to know.”

“Y/n,” Barry gulped, wrapping his hands around your clasped ones. He knew he had to come clean since he was the reason for this situation. “I would consider this cheating.”

Wrong thing to say. He thought he’d be clever and witty, trying to make the situation a bit lighter but he only mad it worse as a choked cry escaped your mouth. Barry pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back and humming quietly to soothe you, similarly to how he did that day.

“I would consider it cheating,” he repeated, “If it weren’t for the fact that it was me who kissed you out of fear that I could’ve possibly lost you that day. I kissed you in hopes to soothe you as well as to satisfy my constant need to kiss you whenever I see you.”

As your cries quieted, Barry pulled back slightly to wipe your face. “Wha…?” It was clear what he was insinuating but he couldn’t possibly be telling the truth.

“It’s not cheating if you kissed me. I’m the Flash, baby.”



A/N: I don’t really know how I feel about this one but please tell me your thoughts on this. I don’t like it too much to be honest.

Dream Come True

Originally posted by luna-intheforest

Characters: Y/n, Derek

Pairing: Derek x Y/n (FEMALE READER)

Warnings: Smut smut smut, rough sex, Derek kinda wolfing out, more smut, slight pain, Derek being concerned, unprotected sex, fluff at the end

Word count: 2500

Summary: Derek just can’t stop dreaming about you. Luckily, he gets a real chance.

A/N: Ok, so…requested fic by @burgundyrosesandwine​ -I was wondering if you could write a Derek smut with a female reader where it’s after derek leaves beacon hills and he’s in a new city (Like nyc) and that because he’s bored he starts giving private self defense classes. And then he becomes really good friend with one of the girls he trains and he even reveals he’s a werewolf. She’s innocent and sweet and derek can’t stop fantasizing about her but he’s scared he’ll scare her off because he’s a lot older and she’s inexperienced but one day his lust takes over and he’s very rough, dominant and possessive You can use the pain removing thing idea like you did in the beginning of the end :) Also can you make her very short pleaseeeee. I know this is a lot so you obviously don’t have to do it Just an idea I really want someone to write one day hahaha. Ok, so I think I mostly stuck to the request. Also, sorry this took sooo long!! Hope u like it!!

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Your moans were loud and filthy, your pussy stretching as Derek pounded into you.

“Fuck, y/n. So damn loud, aren’t you?”

You whimpered, trying to keep your moans quiet, but the way his cock felt inside you was too much.

You screamed as your body shook, your pussy clenching around Derek’s cock.

Derek’s face fell to your breasts, growling loud as he came deep within you.

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Imagine Seth meeting his imprint.

SETH’S POV

You could have done a really loud plus a really whiney sound if you were in your wolf form right now and from the little tremor that went through you it was a pretty strong indication you were itching to just do that. “Why am I always stuck with babysitting duties?” You recalled the previous instances where you had the same job. “Bella first and then Leah and now this random chick I barely even know”

“Seth, Leah was babysitting your ass and not the other way around” 

“That’s what she likes to think but we both know I’m the more mature and experienced one” 

Jacob groaned, you could practically hear his prayers asking for patience. 

“Besides, there are no evil vampires here anymore. Why would you need anyone to keep an eye on her?” 

“Emily has strictly warned me she is like Bella, a magnet for trouble but triple her range” He gave you a second to digest that information. You both shivered at the same time realising how potentially dangerous that could get. “Sam thinks you are the best one for this job. You are a powerful protector and have the best temperamental to deal with anything without going furry-” Blah blah blah, Jacob droned on enlisting all his qualities.

You had to roll your eyes at that. Jacob did this thing, funnily he thinks you are dense not to get it but you do, every time. He sprouts this instead of putting his I’m-your-alpha-do-as-I-say voice. And sadly you have to shut up every time and do the task because he is fucking right. You are the best. 

“Fine! I will do it. When is she coming?” Jacob’s face was blank but you could practically touch the smugness wafting off him.

“She will be here by lunch time, just hang out with her till the evening and bring her to the bonfire. Simple” Huh, it did sound simple, maybe it’s not going to be that bad. 


READER? Y/N? SETH’S IMPRINT? (I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO CALL IT) POV

The cold bite of the wind felt damn good on your heated face as you sped down the road to the Clearwater’s residence on Jacob’s stolen borrowed bike. Don’t think about the fact that you almost ruined Emily’s wedding dress or that you almost burned down her kitchen trying to help her out. Just feel the wind. You still have a best friend, she only needed a few hours break from you. It was perfectly reasonable. Nobody could handle you for a long time, Emily sure tries her best but you know the truth. 

You slowed down a little spotting the curve that would lead you to the Clearwater house but you misjudged the slickness of the road in relation to the speed you were going. The bike wobbled as you tried to maintain the balance, in the next second it had collapsed, skidded and crashed into a tree taking you along for this fine experience. 

You opened your eyes after all the momentum had stopped, your heart was still beating like crazy. Don’t want to die from a heart attack now, slow down heart. You take an inventory of the things that were hurt. Head? Safe because of the helmet. Arms? Alright. Legs? Also alright. Ankles? OW! Okay the left one is hurting like a motherfuc-

“What the fuck?” You can’t be faulted for your next action, seriously the guy came out of nowhere not even a slight noise to prepare you and you were high on adrenaline. Your hand shot out to the area where you heard the voice coming from and it was just your luck when your fist connected with his precious goods.

Wheeze.

Another wheeze.

“Why..”

“What have I done..”

“…to deserve this”

Poor guy. He couldn’t even speak properly. Upon actually looking his way, you realised it wasn’t a random mugger or druggie like you ran across back in the city but Seth Clearwater. A very grown up Seth from the last time you remember seeing him. Your eyes met his pain-filled ones and his reaction was frankly weird. Was that a smile? Does he get happy from being dick punched? 

“I am so sorry Seth. I just and you just and my hand just..” You were blabbering but hell if this didn’t top your list of embarrassing mistakes. You shook your head shamefully and felt the helmet drooping down obscuring your vision. “I didn’t hear you I swear it was just a reflex action” You removed the helmet having no doubt your hair was a glorious mess. Next you tried to shift a little testing if you could try standing up. A swift intake of breath from the pain had you flinching. 

“Y/N stop apologising I get it, don’t move!” Seth’s voice was panicky, his eyes roaming over your body seeing where all you were hurt. 

“It’s just my left ankle, Seth. Maybe you can just lift this bike and I can crawl..” Strong pair of hands were around your torso in a quick motion pushing the bike away and hugging you to a very warm chest before lifting you up. He was careful but damn if that ankle wasn’t a bitch. He was the one flinching this time like he could feel your pain.

“I can’t believe Jacob let you ride that death trap! This could have ended up so much worse” He held you closer as if he couldn’t bear to think about it. A brush of his lips against your forehead had you looking up at him but he was looking straight ahead. Did you imagine that? “He kinda like completely has no idea that I took his bike” You squeaked out remembering how you sneakily took his bike when he was at Emily’s place. In the chaos surrounding the wedding you were able to get away with that. 

“Well that explains it. He is going to be pissed about it though” Seth was so careful not to jostle you much as he was moving towards the house, every time he would look at you it was with an intensity like nothing you have experienced before. 

“That death trap is in a better condition than me so he can’t really be mad” You look back at the bike lying near the tree with only few noticeable scratches. As if the Gods in heaven were waiting for this moment, a branch overhead the death trap snapped and fell on the bike breaking the front light and the side mirror. “Okay, we need to do this carefully now. New IDs and lots of cash. Fake our deaths and get outta this town.” 

Seth was laughing now clearly our impending deaths by Jacob wasn’t as troubling to him as it was to you. 

“This is definitely not bad at all. I love babysitting” What was he even talking about? Oh my. The dick punch has made him ludicrous. Now even Leah is going to kill you. This just keeps getting better. (To be Continued)

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anonymous asked:

Bughead writing prompt where Betty has a crush on Jughead and she gets jealous and he's entirely oblivious

Hope you like it!!! Thank you for requesting!! <3


“Excuse me, do you know where I can find Jughead Jones?” four faces frowned at the odd question that echoed over their heads and stopped their previous cheerful chat on their usual lunch table, Kevin even mentally counting them in his mind to be sure that all of them were present and not anyone of their small group of friends was actually the one to be looking around for Jughead. Nope, Archie was to his side, Betty and Veronica across him; then who the hell was asking for Jughead?

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When in Rome...

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 4338

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Jibcon

Summary: Jensen meets reader before/during Jibcon and one night leads to some unexpected actions.

A/N: If you haven’t seen or watched or heard about what happened at Jibcon 2017, this is loosely based off of events that occurred during the Misha/Jensen panel. No hatred towards Danneel and Jensen’s relationship. This is purely a work of fiction and that is all. Let’s just assume that Danneel is happy and living a wonderful life that is not connected to Jensen for the sake of this fic. Thank you @wi-deangirl77 for the read-over, encouragement and help with the title. You are awesome!


There was a certain magic that came about when you stepped off of that plane and your feet landed on the ground for the first time in your life, in a foreign country. It was unlike anything else you had ever experienced. You were scared, terrified, happy and exhilarated all at the same time. You could barely believe it was really happening. You had spent the last year and a half preparing for this trip and now here you were. Rome, Italy…passport, suitcase, and no idea what you were doing. Everyone had told you that you were nuts, insane, not thinking logically, but you couldn’t help it. Traveling was a lifelong dream of yours and when you found out that Supernatural had a convention, not only overseas, but in your dream vacation location, you knew you just had to make it happen.

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Opportunity

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Word Count: 5.6k (haha whoops)

Warnings: Ridiculous amount of cussing (usual in my writings), OC’s, minor humour, size!kink, hip!kink, nail scratching, hair!kink, dirty talk, sweet, sweet passionate smut.

Summary: You win a competition to film on the set of Supernatural and meet your idols. During your first day on set, you notice not only that Jared Padalecki has been eyeing you, but discover the fandom’s biggest headcanon on him in the bedroom is true.

A/N: This is entirely written in first person BUT it is still technically a reader insert, just a different format. For the purpose of this fic, Jared is single. Obviously no hate on Gen, it is fiction for entertainment purposes only. This was written and posted within hours, so all grammatical and spelling errors are my own. I apologise if there is a slight switch between tense, I was tired and in a rush to get all my thoughts on screen and posted that I wasn’t too stressed. It’s fanfiction, it doesn’t have to be perfect. Anyway, please enjoy. Feedback is appreciated.


Originally posted by carryon--my--wayward--butt

Beep beep beep beep beep.

“For fuck sakes,” I groaned, slamming my forefinger on the ‘stop’ on my phone to silence the alarm. I closed my eyes for a few more seconds, already knowing my phone was about to buzz yet again with a second alarm. My sensible self knows how much I like to sleep in. My sleepy self wants to fucking punch my sensible self for being so… sensible.

After silencing the second alarm, I stretched and rubbed my eyes, already reaching back for my phone to browse my social media like I do every fucking morning because I like to ignore my daily responsibilities and shove my eyeballs onto a screen to pretend like my life is interesting.

I go through all of my notifications, none of them worth really looking at, and begin to scroll down my Facebook page. I stop suddenly when I see Jared Padalecki’s latest post, my eyes catching the photo of Jensen, Misha and himself holding up a sign that read ‘WE WANT YOU!’

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okay but like

Imagine waking up on a sunny morning with the buttery, orange-pinkish light streaming in through the new creme-colored silk curtains Harry had bought for you when he was in France shooting the movie. Everything is quite except for the faint sound of the vents humming and muffled birds chirping away outside. Harry has his face glued to the pillow, his bare back facing you since you had volunteered to be the big spoon the night before.

His short hair is in messy tuffs, sticking up at odd angles and you get whiffs of his Orchid Apple and Mandarines shampoo as you shift slightly, pulling one arm out from under his body and it’s warm from the heat he’s reflecting. You push your face into the back of his head, inhaling the scent of his hair even deeper and smiling against his scalp, your heart dripping with the warm syrup of familiarity and endearment.

You take spastic little sniffs, trailing them down the back and sides of his neck playfully, tickling the dip behind his ear bc you know he’s sensitive there. The proof is in how his shoulders shutter lightly, his head moving away from you a few inches and a soft, grumbly, throaty warning hum of, “Stop it…” fills the cool air around you.

And you roll your eyes, doing it even more, along with grabbing his broad shoulders and pressing him onto his back against the undone sheets, the upper half of your body on top of his. You watch with a small, loving smile as his whole face pinches, his nose scrunching up and wiggling in distaste at how you rose him so abruptly. His left cheek and jawline area is imprinted with tiny tick marks from the pillow and you laugh softly at how weird he looks.

Harry finally flutters his eyes open, squinting to take a few seconds to adjust to the bright lighting. He then focuses on you, face immediately dropping into a grimace. “Did y'havta wake me up right now? I was sleeping so good.”

“I can tell,” you agree, index finger tracing the marks on his face. “But I don’t want to be lonely.”

“And I don’t want to be tired.” He deadpans, yanking the covers back over his shoulders and snuggling into the mattress deeper, set on going back to sleep.

You snatch the covers from him, exposing his chest to the cold air. He gives a watery whine, kicking his feet like a child and pouting. “’M tired!”

“Too bad!” you snap jestingly, hugging him to your body tighter, one hand under his shoulders while the other lays on his chest, playing with the faint, sparse chest hairs.

It’s quiet for a few seconds and then harry sighs deeply, stretching his arms over his head and working out a kink in his neck. “I’ll stay awake if you make breakfast this time.”

You scowl. “It’s your turn.”

Harry shrugs, eyebrows raising and dropping dismissively as if saying, “Alright, then.” He starts to settle into bed again.

“No, no! Fine. I’ll make breakfast.” You give in, reaching up and using your fingers to pry his eyelids open. He looks rather scary like that.

“Too late,” his voice is faint and wispy, his breathing already going back to a relaxed rhythm.

You sigh dramatically, hand coasting down to land right over the limp bulge in his boxer briefs. You cup it, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Mmph!” Harry jolts, but his eyes remain closed, traces of a smirk hinting at the corners of his lips.

You massage up and down slowly, fondling his balls through the cotton cloth. His breathing catches faintly, but his eyelids don’t budge.

“I’ll add in a lazy morning fuck, too…” You whisper in a sing-song voice, rubbing faster, looking up at him from where your cheek is pressed against his left pec.

One of his eyes opens drowsily, peeking down at you with new-found interest. “Upside down, over edge?”

Harry is referring to a position he had recently become fond of. He fancies laying the upper half of his body over the edge of the bed so that he’s upside down, all whilst you ride him. He liked it because the feeling of the blood rushing to his head increased the intensity of his orgasm by adding little shots of pain throughout his brain and body. You weren’t very fond of it merely because when you would be riding him, you would always start tilting forward and come a hair short of face-planting the ground. But you still did it because the way his cock twitched inside you and the way his eyes would slowly roll back into his head made up for the near-death experience.

“Deal.” You say, already getting up onto your knees to wait for him to assume the position.

Energy seems to inflate his body and he scurries across the king-size bed to get comfortable. In seconds, you’re scooping him out of his briefs, his pretty cock already sporting a moderate case of morning wood– slightly hard with the tip leaking scarcely. You give him a few absentminded strokes as you work on kicking off your panties, feeling him grow thick and veiny beneath your fingertips.

You plant the palms of your hands against his chest for support, digging your nails into the supple muscles and hearing him hiss through his teethe. “Y'ready?”

Harry let’s his head fall back, jaw and neck veins on full display. “Fuck me until I’m as limp as one of those pancakes you’re gonna make me.”

“You’re stupid and I hate you.”

“I’m hilarious and you love me. Now make this worth my while, chef.”

Eye Contact: The Third Time’s the Charm

My shot at Prompt #2 Eye Contact for the Olicity Hiatus Fic-a-Thon organized by @thebookjumper! I’d like to thank @tdgal1 for her help with this one. Also available on AO3.


First Meeting

Felicity Smoak had been working in the Queen Consolidated IT department for just over a year and she knew she had already become their most valuable employee.

Queen Consolidated had decided to go Google. This was a big deal for the IT department. For years, the company had used different software for emails, calendars, sharing information and Google would bring it all together and make it easier to share information in real time. Definitely a move in the right direction. But like any change there was resistance.

One of the strongest resistor was actually the current CEO. He liked things the way they were and while he may have approved the change, he was not adapting well.  Which was why Felicity wasn’t exactly surprised when her boss asked her to go up to the executive floor to help Mr. Queen.

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A-Z NSFW: Jeonghan

Originally posted by hanwooz

Disclaimer: I couldn’t find the original poster this came from, but I got this from philanddanxreader, I didn’t come up with this. 

A = Aftercare 

Mommy to the rescue C’mon he’s the mom did you not think he’d take care of you well? Jeonghan’s very attentive with you on the average day, and that gets pumped up after sex. He’s damn determined to get cuddles after sex, and before he can trap you in his arms, he makes sure he runs through the check list. He knows how important it is to take care of yourself after a lot of…exercise…so hauling you off to the shower and a quick snack before crashing back to bed isn’t uncommon. Gentle kisses while checking you over, if it was a particularly…interesting session, lotions are kept at arms reach, and pillow talk is a constant. 

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Jesus christ I have the weirdest obsession with his hands fml. Jeonghan’s a pleaser, he likes laying you out and working your body like magic, and his hands are his favorite tool to do that. Long, slender fingers, truly are the best toys when you know how to use them like Jeonghan does. Aside from the obvious ‘oh he likes you ass’ stuff, he’s got a odd love for your mouth; you lips. He’s one that really enjoys watching your reactions to his touch on you, watching your mouth relax and spill moans with each flick of his wrist, how you babble when he’s thrusting in you and you’re close. Really likes your mouth.

C = Cum 

I think…he’s a fairly gentlemanly guy. He doesn’t so much do the whole ‘lemme cum on your face so i can mark you as mine’ bs, aside from condoms, he’s typically one that finishes on your tummy. Quick clean up and it does give him that weird male pride of seeing you spread out, panting, and his juices covering your stomach.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

He can’t really indulge in this, because last thing him and the boys need is you very exposed…but he’s really likes marking you, hickies are a lowkey kink he doesn’t get to delve into much. Yeah, he can give you a hickie anywhere, and he does, but Jeonghan just has the intense desire to cover your neck in them, sort of a sign that you’re his since he can’t be around constantly like a regular boyfriend. Kind of like a flag on a conquered fortress, but as much as he wants to, he can’t, and just has to settle for littering your thighs with the same marks.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
I don’t trust these boys, Nana says they’re a bunch of underlined horn dogs, and Nana’s always right. I don’t think any of the boys are very experienced, but they certainly have internet connections and use a lot of toilet paper….Jeonghan knows what he’s up to, and definitely has the means to put his knowledge to the test on you…


F = Favorite position

Jeonghan goes back and forth between a few, he can’t give them a actual numbered order, he just prefers them out of the rest. Missionary is pretty standard, but old tricks still work fine, especially in the morning when you two just roll over and get into it. You riding him is always fun, his hands are from to roam without having to hold himself up above you, plus you’re at the perfect kissing height and the skin on skin contact is a very big plus with him. Shower sex, he just likes having your back pressed against his front; he really likes full contact if you can’t tell.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Sex with Jeonghan is very lighthearted, regardless of if he’s being lovey or it’s getting more kinky. Even when he’s in his ‘dominant character’, he still kind of giggly with you, there’s never a moment when you have to be serious or it feels weird. The atmosphere is very light and welcoming, if you can’t have fun having sex, then what fun can you have?


H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Listen…speaking as a girl with long hair, I pick one or the other when I shower. Am I shaving, or am I washing my hair, cuz I ain’t doing both in the same shower. He’s gotten so much into the routine of having limited shower time, and that goes towards his hair and actually washing himself that the last thing of his mind is working on the forest. I don’t think he does anything down there, tbh. But maybe after the hair cut he’ll get that into the routine. 


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Again, he’s a flip, between being really touchy and emotional and getting into some weird, kinky character. But regardless, Jeonghan makes sure you know how much he loves you, besides praise and body worship, the pillow talk is always mushy gushy stuff.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Sometimes there isn’t even time for a quicky, he’s just rushed out the dorm and he misses out on his morning fun with you. At this point he’s conditioned to it, so now he’s like ‘well fuck i have a permanent morning boner’, it’s gotta be taken care of. Jeonghan disappears? Yeah he’s found a closet to hide in and figure his issue out, lord know he has to actually hide since apparently locked bathroom doors mean nothing to these guys.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
He does get pretty experimental and dips into things that aren’t really seen as romantic sex, he exudes love and affection while doing so. So he’s very into body worship and praise, going both ways between you. A particular rough day as an idol, Jeonghan loves being laid out and told good things about him from the person he loves, and he loves doing the same to you. That’s half the time with Jeonghan, the idea you have of romantic sex? Yeah, exactly that. Then the coin flips, and he’s pretty dominant, he’s got a thing for a little bit of restraining, handcuffs are a favorite, and hair pulling, not much pain but just you know, slight tug, so he can feel it. 


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere outside the bedroom or bathroom is off limits in Jeonghan’s mind, so places are limited. It depends on what he wants to do that night, that decides what his favorite place is then. When he’s in his lovey mood, and just wants to love you, worship you; the bath is his favorite then. Warm water, you in his lap, bath bomb, play some music. He loves it. Flip that, and when he’s in his ‘lemme find the handcuffs, strip, now’ moods, obviously the bed is the most comfortable place. But in general, weighing both options, the bath’s atmosphere is a bit higher on the list than the bed.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Funny enough, one of the main things is just you two being really mushy together. Talking about how proud you are over the comeback, how good he looks, how good he sounds? Let’s fuck.. Also, playing into his kinks, you just have to thread your fingers through his hair, tug on the roots, and boom. Boner. The hair really helps be somewhat lowkey when you’re in the mood and in public, touching Hannie’s hair just looks like average affection but you know…

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

While talking about kinks and things you want to try, you guys literally just looked up a list of kinks and shiz and went through them. He shot down two things so fast you barely understood his words; he’s not sharing you, and he’s not degrading you. One of Jeonghan’s kinks is praising, seems pretty obvious that the flip side of that wouldn’t really be something he’s in to.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
I’m just imagining that gif of him and joshua eating icecream(?) ‘sexily’ He’s a master of teasing and putting you on edge, he’s figured out your body so much that he’s basically got a cheat sheet for your pleasure. His fingers are more of his favorite tool to use on you, but he’s okay with going down on you, not his favorite, but he’s down for it. More often though, the times he goes down on you are during 69, you riding his face while going down on him. 


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Because sex with Jeonghan isn’t a one way consistent way, his pace changes just like positions change. But his default pace is almost lazy, not terribly slow but definitely not a pace that’ll be pounding you into the mattress. His pace tends to lean towards the more gentle side, very firm and precise, but slow and fluid.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Jeonghan’s pretty down with quickies, he’s not opposed to them, he’s actually got a pretty positive opinion on them. Seeing as he’s pretty busy, he’s mastered the arts of getting you both off in the weirdest time limits imaginable, Jeonghan’s figured it all out. Quickies happen pretty frequently, a few times a week even, sometimes the only time you two have is during a shower, that a dozen other people need to get in too, so he makes it work.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Jeonghan’s game to play, to an extent. If it leaves the bedroom, it’s automatically a no-go for him. But different positions, toys, roleplays, things of that nature, after being looked into and an idea of what the deal with it is, he’s game to play. Sex isn’t a very constant thing with Jeonghan, what you do in the bedroom isn’t the same day in and day out, it’s very playful and full of experimenting and changes, so he’s really down to switch it up and try new things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
[See Yearning] Jeonghan’s stamina is pretty high, but in a way that it’s used over time, if that makes sense. He’s quickly ready to go again, but not in the sense that he can go round after round, you two can have sex multiple times a day but not like…5 seconds after the last round. His sex is kind of off the scale in that sense, but on a typical round, 5-8 minutes, he lasts averagely.


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Not very often, but he does give up and let you have fun with him. Restraining things are more his speed, handcuffs, ropes, silk or satin scarves. ‘Typical’ toys are brought in occasionally, he does enjoy teasing you to the max, bullet vibrators are a personal favorite of his to use on you, things that vibrate are what he usually leans towards for either of you, or a cock ring for him. Either of you being blindfolded, half of the fun is being able to hear the toy vibrating, and not knowing when or where it’s going to touch. Hannies’s a slight fan of feather toys, mostly on you, they tickle him too much.


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
We all know Jeonghan is a little shit, and that’s amplified ten times as much in the bedroom. He’s one that’ll completely stop everything the second you start getting louder, him knowing you’re getting close. He’ll just sit back and hold you, run his hands across your skin, light kisses, before he starts the process all over again, bringing you to the bring of pleasure before ripping it away from you. 


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
God his vocals are no joke...Hannie’s a vocalist, brilliant singer, no man with the pipes he has is quiet in bed. He’s very vocal, he’s one that doesn’t talk much, more of a moaner, almost to the point it sounds like whining instead. That is, unless you’re the one doing stuff to him, then he’s just flat out whining. His voice carries too, so uh…might wanna invest in a gag or aliens on Mars are going to hear him…


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
[See Kink] The hair pulling kink was accidentally discovered when he let you play with his hair one day. Before Pledis was having him cut it, he gave you the green light to do whatever you wanted after you pouted endlessly. After twisting and braiding and pinning the hair every way you can imagine, a few knots happened, so of course you had to brush them out. A few snags, unexpected moans from Jeonghan and boom. A discovery was made.


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
A quote from my Nana: “He’s too pretty, God had to give him something that hangs low to balance out the universe.” According to her ‘dickology’, Jeonghan’s a bit above average, 5.5-6″ and a bit more on the thicker side, because “thighs like that home a nice dick”. anyways im deactivating bye


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Lmao Nana said he’s lowkey the horny toad of the group. Few notches above the average sex drive, Looking back to stamina; he can go a few times a day, just not one round right after another. Jeonghan’s definitely always ready to get his hands on you, good luck my dudes.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I feel like every video I watch of Jeonghan, he’s going to sleep or is already passed tf out. Typically, since 99% of the time sex is in the bed so he can just fuck right off into dream land, Jeonghan falls sleep pretty fast. Really a wham bam thank you man’am situation. You might as well just go to bed too, he’s just going to latch on to you and won’t let go until he has post sex cuddles, take a nap with Hannie, y’all need it.

Big Bang Reaction to Their Relationship Being Exposed on TV

telekinetic-m asked:

Yop! 💚 Love your blog definitely 💕 Can you do a BigBang reaction when their relationship is being exposed on tv ? For example, on a live someone ask about their s/o relationship habits and a member/celebrity make a mistake (like “it’s what … prefers with her!” Etc…) 😊💕 thx cutie 💚

Thank you for always supporting me <3 And sorry for letting you wait for such a long time, but finally here you go :) P.S. This was written at an airport after a night without sleep, but I hope it’s intelligible enough!

Choi Seunghyun (T.O.P)

It had been less than a month that Seunghyun had been released from the military and he and the other members had already been invited to participate in a TV show introducing different scenic places in South Korea. On a particular long drive, the boys decided to kill time by answering short questions the audience had sent in and to stream the talk live. When the host of the TV show asked who was most likely to get married first, Daesung nudged Seunghyun with his elbow and happily blurted out: “Seunghyun, you are the one who can best answer this  question!” It would take Daesung a few questions to realize his mistake and notice the flustered expression on Seunghyun’s face. However, since there was nothing the other members could do about the fact that Daesung had just spilled his hyung’s secret, Seunghyun would decide that it was time to speak the truth. He would bravely stare straight into the camera, and with a shy smile on his face he would admit to his relationship with you. “Daesung is right… and my answer is probably long overdue. I am planning to get married by the end of this year, and I couldn’t be happier about the fact that I will be a married man soon.” Although the other members would be surprised at Seunghyun’s confession on TV, they would clap their hands vigorously and congratulate him excitedly. When they pressed Seunghyun to tell their fans more detail about the wedding and the lucky girl, he would simply shake his head and say that he would give an official statement later. He would call you and YG immediately after filming ended to explain the unexpected situation. Since his love for you was sincere and the wedding already scheduled, Seunghyun would follow through with his promise to post and official statement on the fancafe and also YG’s website, asking his fans to continue to support him, his relationship with you and Big Bang as a whole.

Dong Yongbae (Taeyang)

After Seunghyun went to the army to serve his mandatory military service, the other members had had more time to focus on solo activities and personal matters. That’s also when he met you, and since the other members were like brothers to him, he had told them about your relationship from the very first day. Right now, he was filming a live show with Daesung and Seungri, as well as a few other idols. Halfway through the filming, the camera team announced a short break for everyone. Of course, the viewers were still going to be entertained by short interviews with the idols. When it was Big Bang’s turn to answer the audience’s questions, one question read: “If you are dating someone, would you prefer a) to have a casual date night at home b) to eat out and go watch a movie afterwards or c) to go on a fun date in a theme park?” More like an automatic response, Seungri grinned at Yongbae and whispered, “It’s definitely not going to be c) after what you told us. I still remember your pale face when you came back that night after going to the theme park with Y/N.” What the maknae did not know was that the camera had captured his every word, and only after looking up and noticing the surprised looks on everyone’s faces did he realize his mistake. Yongbae could not even be mad at Seungri; it was true that the older member had been talking about you almost every day and that his relationship with you had become a hot topic among the members. Since the interview was live, there was nothing Yongbae could do to save the situation, and so he just smiled shyly into the camera. “I guess Seungri is right. I am currently in a relationship with someone, and going to theme parks is definitely not something I would do regularly.” When the camera team bombarded him with more questions about you, his girlfriend, Yongbae would only say that you two had been dating for more than two months now, and that he wished that he could have announced the news to his fans earlier and in a more official way. After the show, he would call you and YG to figure out the best way to handle the situation. He would be upset at himself for putting you in such a risky position, but he was sure that things would turn out fine as long as you loved each other and believed that you could overcome potential criticism by fans and the public.

Kwon Jiyong (G-Dragon)

Jiyong was happier than he had been in a long time: although work as an artist was as stressful and time-consuming as ever, Seunghyun had finally been released from the army and Jiyong’s relationship with you could not be any better. Therefore, he was in an especially good mood when he and the other members were participating in a live interview after performing their newly released song, a song he had composed as a thank you message for his fans and you, for always giving him strength. When the group was asked to describe their ideal type of girl, Seunghyun,  after making sure that the camera team could not hear or see him, leaned over to Jiyong and whispered: “Now you can give a detailed description of your girlfriend, Y/N.” However, the oldest member did not realize that there was more than one camera, and it had captured his every movement and word. Interested in Seunghyun’s comment, the interviewer asked Jiyong to explain more. When Seunghyun realized his careless mistake, all color would leave his face and he would glance over to the leader, a twinge of panic visible on his face. Jiyong would be quiet for a moment, thinking about how to best solve the awkward situation he was in. But since there was nothing he could do to reverse what had been said and since his love for you was sincere, Jiyong would decide that it was time to tell the world the truth. A shy smile on his face, he would nod at the interviewer and admit: “Yes, I have been dating someone for over three months now, and I could not be happier. I don’t want to say too much, but she is beautiful and has a bright personality, so she is also my ideal type right now.” Although the members already knew, they would congratulate Jiyong and tell him that he can always ask them for relationship advice, making the camera team laugh. After the interview, Jiyong would call you and inform you that he would come over to your apartment as soon as possible to discuss how to deal with the new situation.

Kang Daesung

It was New Year’s Eve and the four remaining Big Bang members had been invited to perform a cover version of an old but popular song. Since the show they had been invited to aired all performances live and was intended to make the country’s waiting for the countdown seem shorter, it was no surprise that there would also be lots of interviews to entertain the viewers. When it was Big Bang’s turn to answer the MC’s questions, the topic turned out to be a rather unexpected one: “If you are dating someone, what makes the relationship with you special or different from the other member’s dating styles?” Each of the boys took turns answering the question, drawing laughs from both the MC and the audience. When it was Daesung’s turn, Dongbae couldn’t resist to lean over to the younger member and tease him about his relationship with you. “You definitely won’t have to speak in the past tense.” Little did the two of them know that not only the other members but the entire audience and all viewers had heard his short remark due to the sensibility of the microphones. Only when Daesung and Dongbae looked up and noticed the surprised expressions on everyone’s faces did it dawn on them that Dongbae had just spilled the younger man’s secret. Daesung would get really shy and flustered, not sure what to do in such a situation. Deciding that speaking the truth was always the best way to tackle a problem, he would gather his thoughts and confess his relationship. “Right, um… I guess hyung is right. I am seeing someone right now, and I would say what makes my dating style different from the other members’ is that I always bring small souvenirs from wherever I go so that she feels as if she had been there with me. I really care about sharing experiences, even if we can’t always be together.” After the show, Daesung would get really nervous about telling you that your relationship just went public, but the other members would comfort him and promise that they would be there to support the two of you, no matter how fans would react. 

Lee Seunghyun (Seungri)

He was in the middle of filming a music show as an MC, when the organizers of the show decided to have a break in order to prepare for the second set of performances. To keep the viewers entertained, Seungri was asked if he could call one of the other Big Bang members and have a short conversation with them. Not seeing a reason why not, Seungri agreed and entered the number of the group’s leader, Jiyong. The maknae did not have to wait long since Jiyong picked up the phone after only a few seconds. “Seungri, what’s up. Are you calling to ask for relationship advice with Y/N again?” Seungri could clearly hear the mocking tone in Jiyong’s voice, but the maknae’s face went blank for a moment when he realized that the entire country and even world would know about his secret in a matter of hours. Seungri could barely hide how flustered he was by the situation. “Um, actually, I am at a music show right now. I wanted to call you and have a chat with you, if you are not too busy right now.” There was nothing that could be done against the awkward silence that followed. Only after Jiyong recollected his thoughts and Seungri tried to give the camera an uneasy smile would the conversation turn normal and more comfortable again. Although both the leader and the maknae tried their best to ignore the mistake Jiyong had made and pretended to go on as if nothing had happened, the internet would be full of comments and questions about Seungri’s relationship with you. Right after the show, Jiyong would call Seungri and apologize, but your boyfriend would simply say that Jiyong could not have known and that they could not change the situation anyway. Seungri would call you first, hoping that you would not get too angry at the news. He would promise you that the two of you could work it out, that nothing about your relationship would change and that he would be there to protect you if necessary. Then, Seungri would call YG to discuss what to do next and work on an official statement which would be released the next morning or even the same night.

Imagine you and Chris sending out ‘Save the Date’ cards.

A/N: Epilogue 😊 And don’t worry, no break needed this time. Chapter 5 is being written as we speak, and I cannot wait to share it with all of you. ❤️❤️❤️You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and ‘She Said Yes’ - Masterlist; ‘Miss Graduate’: Part 1/Part 2A/2B/2C/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A/5B/5C)

Sunday was spent writing 'Save the Date’ cards at the Gucci headquarters. Why at the Gucci headquarters? Well, Gucci and their visual design team kindly offered to design your 'Save the Date’ cards seeing as you were marrying one of their spokespeople. They even offered to do the wedding invitations, except that task had already been snatched up by Kevin Feigi who was pulling some major strings with Disney so the two of you could have a Disney themed invite.

You’d discussed having a full blown themed wedding, but decided against it after looking at themed weddings on Pinterest. Classy and elegant with subtle hints- like a classic white and gold wedding invitation that had Mickey and Minnie’s silhouettes as a watermark, and the Disney castle in gold glitter on the header. That was more your speed, and anything you liked- Chris loved; he just wanted to marry you. As much as you both liked Disney, you both were in agreement when it came to not wanting the best day of your life to look like a children’s birthday party.

Your wedding was to happen on the 28th of September as the two of you met on the 28th of February. You joked saying you picked the twenty-eighth so Chris could “have an easier time remembering our anniversaries.” His response “I could never forget the best days of my life” rendered you speechless, leaving you to do the only thing you could when he bested you; kiss him.

“Thank you so much, Adriana,” you squeezed her hand. Adrianna was the head of the design team and the one that came up with the elegant black and gold 'Save the Date’ cards; 'Save the Date: 28th of September - Chris Evans and Y/N Y/L/N are tying the knot’ written in breathtaking calligraphy. “We can’t thank you and your team enough. Aren’t they beautiful, Chris?” You held up a card for him to see, chuckling when you saw him lost in his thoughts.

It didn’t look like there was anything negative on his mind, after all there was nothing to complain or worry about- he’d everything he’d ever wanted. You’d finally agreed to end the long engagement and was starting to plan the wedding with him. You’d also met with Emilia and had a discussion about your future in Hollywood if you were to write your love story.

Emilia had given you a rundown at the meeting, explaining that it would be at least three years of focus on one piece. First you had to write the script, until you did that- there was nothing to proceed with. But once you had your piece, you could start pitching; you could decide on a production company, and find the right director to tell your story. After that, the company you signed with would sort out the copyright, movie rights, and other legal issues before you moved on to the financial budgeting, location scouting, and casting. There was a ton to do, but like Emilia reminded you before you left her office, “the script is the most important thing. We cannot start the process if you don’t write the script. Whether or not you choose to sell your story to Sony Pictures, I urge you to start writing. This could be the next big thing, the last thing you want is for someone to swipe it from you.” When she said that, the angst built in the pit of your stomach.

That had always been a concern, it’d been a concern for you since you started posting on Tumblr. You were always worried about someone stealing your ideas and stories, sometimes it’d even keep you up at night. There were times where you’d find other writers posting scarily similar stories to yours, forcing you to consider shutting down your Tumblr to protect your intellectual material. Then Chris would sit you down and remind you that “people can steal your ideas, but they can’t steal your talent.” So though Emilia words worried you, you knew Chris was right. You could wait a little while, get through the wedding and the honeymoon first then get to work when January rolled around. You already had Emilia’s attention and promise that she’d have you in whenever you’d finished writing.

The thing you didn’t tell Emilia, or Chris- for obvious reasons- was you’d already written the story. It wasn’t in script form, but it was done and ready to be turned into a script. You were a writer, you wrote about everything so the story began the second you met Chris. You may not have always shared what you wrote with people, but you wrote about everything- all your experiences; the good, the bad, and the wonderful. You kept it a secret because you wanted to marry Chris first, you knew if you told him- he’d put you and your dreams first, rushing everything else so you could get to work as soon as possible. But you didn’t want to rush your wedding or your honeymoon, you didn’t want to rush what was most important to you: Chris.

“Chris?”

He tapped the blank card and gold pen in his right hand, and his left clenched fist, against the table’s glass surface as he continued to lose himself in his thoughtless daydream. It wasn’t until you waved a hand that he snapped out of it and gave you one of his adorable smiles. You found yourself smiling too as you held up the card to which he nodded at with the same smile, “that looks awesome. Sorry,” he chuckled, releasing card and pen from his grip. “I’m just thinking.”

“About what?” You asked, leaving Adriana and her team to continue their work to walk over to Chris. He wheeled his chair back, patting his lap; you shook your head because you were surrounded by people and not in the privacy of your own home. “Is everything okay?” You quizzed, taking the empty chair next to him.

“Everything’s perfect,” he assured you, taking your hands. “I’m just daydreaming, nothing important’s running through this chunk of wood.” He knocked on his head and you giggled, squeezing his hands. “I don’t know, I think I’m just daydreaming about our wedding. I mean- it’s in three months, that’s insane.”

“It is,” you nodded, smiling. “And it’s weird, 'cause just a few days ago when we discussed getting married- I felt so blindsided. But now, I’m okay. I’m ready to do this, like- I want to get married and play house with you,” you joked and he laughed. “Speaking of house, are we thinking of moving back to Boston after we get married or are we going to stay here?”

“I think we focus on the now first,” he answered. “Let’s just get through the wedding and go enjoy our honeymoon, then when we come back- we’ll sort out everything else. We don’t know where your upcoming job is going to need you, I think we make a decision based on that.” You nodded with pursed lips, feeling guilty about lying about the status of your story. “What’s wrong?”

“If I tell you something, will you promise not to react the way you want to?”

“I can’t promise you anything if I don’t know what you’re talking about, sweetheart.”

“You got me there,” you chuckled softly and he nodded, smiling. “I just- It’s not a big deal, so don’t freak out when I tell you that I actually…” You trailed off, then mumbled under your breath, “finished writing the story already.”

“What?” He frowned. “What do you mean you’re finished?”

“I wrote about us in real time, Chris,” you explained. “Whatever happened, I wrote as it happened. But I didn’t write with an intention to do anything about it, it was just for us. I don’t know, maybe even for our future children.” He ran a thumb over his bottom lip as he pondered for an appropriate reaction. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to feel like we had to rush things. I know you want this for me, but I want you more. I could never do anything that would jeopardize my time with you just to become a famous screenwriter.”

“So what you’re saying is you went behind my back instead, lying 'cause you felt like you had a better perspective of what we needed as a couple.” He raised a brow, trying not to smile; you nodded sheepishly. The two of you really were too similar. “Oh sweetheart,” he chuckled and hugged you. “I made the right choice marrying you.”

“I made the right choice marrying you too,” you smiled, kissing his cheek as he pulled away. “Emilia said she’d meet with me whenever I’m done, and I am- I’ve only got to convert it into script form. As soon as we return from our honeymoon, I’ll do that and I’ll go meet with her and start walking the path you so selflessly found for me.”

“Sounds like a plan, my future Mrs. Evans.” His smile reached his eyes when he said 'Mrs. Evans’. You chuckled, baring your perfect teeth as you grinned. “A perfect plan,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips against your forehead.

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over [matt murdock]

prompt: you and matt were great friends but he cut you off once he started patrolling the streets so he would keep you safe. you, on the other hand, can’t get over it until you know why he pushed you away like that.

a/n: this is inspired by a prompt i saw ages ago when i was too scared to write, however i can’t find the link to the blog and im sorry!!!

Originally posted by arabellawrites


Staring at the ceiling fan of your apartment was never an ideal Friday night. Not like you had anywhere to be, not anymore at least. You were never a very social person so your circle of friends was relatively small. Only people you’ve really connected with were the friends you made in collage - Matt and Foggy.

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Beautiful Nightmares

Pairing: Y/N/Soulmate!Ashton

Rating: All

Request: No

Words: 5.100+

Summary: Since they turned 18, Ashton and Y/N met each other in their dreams every single night. But when Ashton moves and their sweet dreams turn into beautiful nightmares, Y/N’s best friend decides to drag her into a sleeping clinic to make her realize that Ashton isn’t more than simply an imaginary friend.

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Good Morning Baltimore

Hamwriters’ Write-a-thon: Worldwide Day (4)

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word Count: 1099

Trigger Warnings: None

A/N: This is a fic based on where I’m from, Baltimore, Maryland. (Yes, the title is a Hairspray reference.) I was so excited to right this because whenever my city is in the news, it’s never for anything good, but it’s not all that bad here. We have bad places inside the city, just like everyone else, but I wanted to bring to light the good places. I hope you enjoy this!

Originally posted by patgavin

“C’mon Lin! Get excited!”

“I’ve been driving for three hours straight, Y/N; this is as excited as I’m gonna be.”

“I told you to switch with me.”

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maple-maypole  asked:

(1) So! A new kid moves to Salt Middle School. This is one of those kids that will analyze the shit outta everyone. "8:35am, day 13. today ___ was very quiet and looked kinda sad. Maybe he just overslept and got yelled at bc of it (evidence: coffee and yawning) If it gets worse I'll talk to him." & "2:07pm, day 8: Today ___ asked ___ out during math class. Dude's got some balls and no chill whatsoever." kinda thing.

How dare you, now I have yet another OC that I’ll never be able to use for anything else ever again! T-T

Also shut up your English is perfect and this prompt is amazing, I loved it so much and I love you, thank you!

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Going Native

Kenshin can’t help but stare.

Which, okay, is not exactly news. He stares a lot, all the time, at people and things he finds interesting. It usually doesn’t feel particularly rude - but in this instance, there is the unfamiliar thought nudging at the back of his mind to look away and leave it be. He’s not sure what to make of it.

The math lesson drowns on around him while he flips through his notes, the ones that concern themselves with anything but the actual subject matter of the class, and searches for any previous mention of that particular student.

Kageyama, is it? He honestly isn’t even sure about the name. Kenshin has been in this class for a month now and apparently there has not been a single noteworthy thing about this guy before today.

(And Kenshin wrote it down when Hiroki brought a cucumber sandwich instead of his customary tomato one. So Kageyama has literally been less interesting than a cucumber sandwich this whole time.)

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Rental Love* (2\?)

(*Read Terms & Conditions)
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Male/22/Long Island N.Y.C.
Tired of showing up stag at holiday events? Want your family to stop thinking there’s something wrong with you? Just want some arm candy for a work event?
Look no further. Your solution is here!
I will attend holiday events with you as your paid date.
Accepting all genders as applicants.
Email solace.w@fastmail.com if interested. Interview & application will be set up there.
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Nico di Angelo has been telling Hazel Levesque about his boyfriend for weeks. The bad part? Nico doesn’t have a boyfriend, the holidays are coming up, and not all of Jason’s ideas are horrible.
They’re all a bit surprised about the last one.

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Married to a Monster - fifteen [M]

Originally posted by icallhimbangjamesbang

Paring: kaiXreader, minseokXreader

Word Count: 5.5k

Summary: You are forced into a marriage with your once love/childhood best friend. Although, you don’t love him anymore and are disgusted with having to marry him. After driving yourself to suicide twice, you know you can’t ever fix things with him but even though, you push forward for the happiness of your parents who are still grieving the loss of your older sister.

Notes: This series will contain talk of suicide, self-harm, abuse, death and possibly more. This series will also have smut, but chapters will be rated [m] accordingly. This chapter contains sexual content // slight smut


One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen | Fifteen

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