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Pre-Kerberos! Matt HC

[Pre-Kerberos! Matt]

★ Matt is the whitest of the whites, he eats one hot chip and it’s game over.

★ He’s allergic to pickles

★ He got Katie into aliens and cryptids

  • He doesn’t regret it                                                                             

★ Him and Shiro were friends, even before the Garrison.

★ He’s a little shit, the Garrison teachers expected him to be the perfect student since he was Sam and Colleen’s son.

  • They were wrong, he started a black market and wasn’t found out until it was too late. He made more than $500 bucks cash.

★ Whenever he was called into the office to talk about his future he just answered with “Kick ass, go to space, represent the human race.”

The cost of losing a bet with him was high

  • Once a kid had to go up to Iverson and ask if he was a furry and if his boyfriend was bigfoot.
  • They were required to help Iverson for the rest of the year during their free hour.

★ Anytime anyone asked if him and Shiro were dating, he did finger guns and awkwardly backed away.

★ Has been the cause of the science lab blowing up at least 5 times.

  • Shiro was apart of three of them.

★ Puns were his shit no one could escape

  • Shiro does this make us…..Kerbros?”
  • “If it weren’t for the laws of this land, I would’ve slaughtered you, Matt.”

★ Would fight you if you said Pluto wasn’t a planet

★ Is the most oblivious of people, two kids had a crush on him at the same time and he never noticed

  • But he can somehow notice when people have crushes on each other??

★ He met Neil Degrasse Tyson once and cried

★ Katie and him show their love by roasting each other on the daily

★ “I know you love those peas, Dad.” was only the tip of the Yikesburg™ .

★ He dyed Shiro’s hair once

  • It went as well as expected
  • It was neon blue

★ He smuggled Pidge into the Garrison once with the help of Shiro

  • Keith found them dragging her through the window
  • He just stared silently and walked away

★ He can do a perfect Yoda impression

  • Katie sadly found out when she on the verge of sleep at 3am

★ Subs always liked him for some reason, no one really knew how or why though.

★ He could name all 206 bones in the human body, and he taught Keith how to break every one of them

★ Katie popped out the lens in his back-up prescription glasses

  • He cried

★ He can quote back to the future word for word

★ “What are you gonna do punch me???”

  • The kid decked him
  • He broke their leg

★ He threatened to sell Katie to the Garrison for a pizza

  • A guy’s gotta do what they gotta do to get some decent food

★ “How’d you do in your flight test, Matt?” “Oh, I nearly killed Shiro. it’s chill though.”

★ He cries whenever he sees dogs since the Garrison is in the middle of nowhere

  • He once cried for more dog deaths in three school days than his entire life

★ “Hey Matt, high-five the stars for me okay?” “Of course, Katie.”

  • She hasn’t found out if he did or not.

★ It was his idea to name their dog Gunther

  • “What the fuck, Matt” “It haS CHARACTER KATIE”

★ Him and his mom are kickass together.

  • Everyone is low-key terrified of them

★ He crashed his bike into a tree once

  • “Lol you guys will never guess what happened”
  • “What”
  • “My bone is no longer in my leg”

★ “Do you think Iverson and—” “I’m gonna stop you right there.”

★ He hacked the speakers in the Garrison to play Bill Nye the Science Guy when someone said he wasn’t a real scientist

★ Believes in the multiverse theory and soulmates

  • Maybe in some other universe him and Shiro are happy

★ He’s pan and poly, fight me   

  • Katie got him a shirt that read “Pans for Bigfoot”    
  • He wore it everywhere

★ He finished the office in a week and stares at a security camera whenever something stupid happens

★ Someone confessed to him once and he panicked and said “Thank you”

★ Matt is actually a super good crossdresser???

  • Shiro and Keith are surprised???
  • Katie had to get it from somewhere y’all

★ Lowkey likes to make fun of Keith for being Texan

  • “Y’all’d’ve done good if y’all had listened to me.”
  •  “I hate living because of you, Matt.”

★ Bill Nye the Science Guy is his dad and you can’t tell him otherwise.

  • He’ll fight you if you say he isn’t a real Scientist

★ MATT REALLY LIKES AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER, LIKE I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN IT BUT I KNOW HE DOES.

★ Him and Katie learned Latin for kicks

★ Speaks fluent meme

★ **Drops one piece of candy on his room floor** “,,,,,,,,” **Kneels down to look for it**

★ 10/10 doesn’t know how to handle any crushes he has

  • He realized he had a crush on Shiro with the “help” of Katie and Keith
  • He tried to eat an entire jar of pickles afterwards

★ “Matt, you have a crush on my brother, admit it” “New glasses, who dis?”

★ “Shiro, when I was your age,,,,,,” “One day, you’re just not going to wake up.”

★ He somehow convinced Shiro to dress up as Watson while he was Sherlock

★ Hamilton’s number 1 fan

★ He spits out facts at random

  • “Y’know Alexander Hamilton spelt Philadelphia wrong in our Constitution?” 
  • Katie, who has been running on 3 hours of sleep: please shut tf up

★ “You’re a little shit Matt” “Atleast I don’t quote Fairy Tail any chance i get”

★ Matt: THIS BITCH EMPTY 
★ Katie, grabbing his backpack full of assignments from the Garrison: Y E E T

★ He hates coffee but will drink 5 cans of soda in an hour

★ “YOOOOO I TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY WANT” “SO TELL ME WANT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT” “I WANNA–”

  • Sam Holt voice: Please,,,,just go to sleep”

★ He’s a Gryffindor

★ Someone bet him that he couldn’t eat 2 of the new Grand Macs

  • He ate 4, Katie ate 5
  • Everyone was impressed and low-key terrified

★ Shiro: bro take off your glasses
★ Matt: bro everything’s a blur
★ Shiro: that’s my life without you
 Matt, tearfully: Bro… 

Iverson: any questions?
Matt: Yeah, first of all, how dare you?

★ “Would you slap Katie for $2,000?” “I’d break both of Katie’s arms and my own leg for a small fry from McDonald's”

★ Shiro gave him one of his sweaters when it was cold out once

  • Shiro hasn’t seen it since

★ He had an emo phase that lasted 2 months before he got tired of the eyeliner

  • Katie likes to bring it up at the worst times

He’s covered in bandaids 90% of the time

  • Most times it’s because he and Katie were fucking around while building smth

★ “The amount of uses for a dead horse is infinite” “Matt, honestly, just go to church”

★ His mind is just a constant loop of that scene in VeggieTales where the realized they didn’t have hands and just sadly looked at each other

★ “KATIE POKEMON PIDGEOTTO HOLT

★ Mashed potatoes can and should fuck him up

★ Learned to play the kazoo for meme opportunity

★ Once burnt off one of his eyebrows from boiling water

★ Him and Katie do the handshake thing from Zack and Cody

★ Whenever someone asks to see a picture of Katie, he just pulls out a picture of Pidgey from Pokémon

  • Matt: Isn’t she pretty?

★ He beat every island in poptropica

★ He can make really nice flower crowns nobody has questioned it

★ He talks with his hands a lot

  • He’s hit Keith in the face more than once because of it

★ You know when it snowed in Egypt for the first time in years and that guy had that giant ass snowball and was gonna fucking dunk it on his friend?

  • That’s Matt

★ He can dance?? Where did he learn it? Nobody knows

★ “Keith I came as soon as i heard! I can’t believe it I knew you two were close”
★“Wtf are you talking about?”
★“Punk is dead, Keith”

★ When the rumour that MCR was coming back you bet your ass Matt was ready to blast every song whenever he saw Keith

★ “I’m Matt, the radar technician”

★ He recreated BB-8 from Star Wars: The Force Awakens and cried

★ “Bitch, I am a gift of God, square up”

  • Get it? Because Matthew means gift of God??

★ He can solve a rubix cube behind his back in under 35 seconds

★ If he laughs hard enough he’ll start snorting

  • 50% of the time he won’t notice because he’s too busy laughing
  • The other 50% he’ll stop and frown in disgust at his own snort

★ He found out Shiro poured his milk in before the cereal and kicked him out their dorm

Matt: Hey, Shiro, want to stay for dinner?
Colleen: Do you want to stay forever?

★ Iverson lowkey reminds him of Snape, so by default he just doesn’t like him

★ “Work, work!” “Matthew!”
    “Work, work!” “Katherine!”
    “,,,,,and Keith”
    “The conspiracy theorists!”

★ Unlike his sister, he likes to garden and starts one in their backyard with their mom

★ Matt would totally force Shiro to cosplay Team Rocket for Halloween with Pidge being Meowth and Keith being an edgier version of Ash Ketchum

  • Shiro as Jessie and Matt as James of course

★ He owns every pokemon game in existence

  • Pokemon Snap was his shit when he was like 7
  • He 360 noscoped the Pokemon with apples

★ Has read all of the Harry Potter books three times

★ He tried to teach Shiro how to dance

  • They never finished though because neither of them could take the sexual tension

★ He was more into the galaxies and multiple universes part of space, while Katie was excited for the tech advances 

  • They were both 100% ready for aliens though

★ Shiro told him he couldn’t create the Marauders Map, so he did out of spite

★ Talked in nothing but Shakespeare for a day to piss off Katie

★ He loved ducktales

  • Too bad he can’t see the reboot

★ Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses was his shit

★ When Katie was born, he brought a potato with him when he went to the hospital to compare the two

★ He always wore sweaters that didn’t quite fit him, so he could have Sweater Paws

★ There was a supposed ‘haunted’ house on his street, so him Katie and the Broganes all snuck out to investigate

  • A window broke while they were in there
  • Keith shapeshifted into Sonic and bolted, Katie started hysterically crying and laughing at the same time as she ran, and Matt jumped into Shiro’s arm and Shiro fuckin’ booked it
  • They all agreed not to talk about it

★ Once in gym, a ball was about to hit someone in the face but instead of yelling “duck!” he yelled “dICK”

  • To this day no one has let him live it down

★ Uses an absurd amount of emoticons when texting

★ 10/10 would meme again

★ Used the word “Yo” too many times to count

★ Tried to bury Katie underneath a bunch of snow when she was 10

★ He can’t swim

★ He’s cried during nearly every Disney and Pixar movie


[Read Part Two// Post-Kerberos! Matt HC here!]

You’re Not Dad

A/N: Not that anyone cares I’ve been hella busy and haven’t had time to literally write anything and I still really don’t, but I’m going to anyways bc I have some inspiration. Enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated(:

Characters: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, overprotective Dean, mention of death, yelling, very close relationship b/w Dean and reader? let me know if I missed anything

Tagging: @winchesters-favorite-girl because I think she might be interested and I really love and look up to her as a writer. I hope you don’t mind.

Originally posted by canonspngifs

Originally posted by zest-wincest

You loved your brothers more than anything in the world. I mean, you were practically raised by them. John was never around, your mom was just some quick fuck that John had on a hunt. As soon as demons got word that John Winchester knocked up some chick and he had another child, they came and killed your mother when you were only a few months old. Thankfully, your mom got John on the phone as they were trying to get in and he was in town so he saved you. Not your mom though. Dean had been 16 at the time, Sam was 12. You were by far the baby of the family and Sam and Dean made it their mission to protect you from everything. And when I say everything, I mean literally everything. You were never even supposed to have been born. But nevertheless, here you were seventeen years later, alive and kicking, living in the bunker with Sam and Dean, the two best brothers in the entire world.

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03. Baby Talk

Harry wants to have a baby. 

Warnings: Fluff, smut


When you arrived home after a long day of work and smelled the roast, you knew Harry was up to something.

 Either he wanted to talk over a very important decision with you, or the tabloids were about to—if they hadn’t already—print a false or prying story about you and he wanted to take your mind off it. However, you still smiled as you slipped off your shoes and jacket.

It was the little things. That’s what no one told you about marriage. Marriage wasn’t all about the Instagram posts praising each other, or the mind-blowing sex, or the grand statements of affection. It was the foot rubs after a long day, a roast in the oven as soon as you came home from work, and the quick forehead kiss in the early morning when he woke before you. Those little things kept the love alive.

 And oh, how you loved them.

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mysme-mess  asked:

Hihihi. Are requests open? If not then just ignore this. If yes, then I have a request. What if MC leaves the RFA because Rika was back and everyone was focusing on her more. Mc decides that she's not needed or wanted anymore so she just disappears with the help of Saeran (since he still hates Rika for the whole brainwashing thing). It can be a mini-fic or a scenario or whatever. 😊😊 Love love love your work btw 😍 best author ever

Anon said:  Your headcanons are really awesome! I always love reading them. This is a bit sad but I have this HC that there were probably a lot of people who supported Rika being the first and original party coordinator of the foundation, so when MC took her place they think she’s not good enough and compares her to Rika, send her emails wanting her to leave. These start to get to MC so how does the RFA help her?


This one was interesting to do! Spoilers for the secret ends ahead. Also, in everyone’s except Seven’s, MC didn’t end up with anyone after the first 11 days. 


General Scenario:

  • After the first party, you thought everything would go great
  • But everything seemed to go downhill
  • The lists get longer, and there’s more guests who knew Rika more than you
  • You’ve even gotten a few emails from guests requesting your resignation, because they believed only Rika was good enough for a job like this
  • After awhile, it started wearing down on you
  • To make things worse, a few parties later and Rika returns fully recovered
  • She works with you instead of replacing you
  • You find it really nice, but it only emphasizes your insecurities
  • Even most of the RFA seem to be falling back into giving her all of the glory
  • You just can’t take it anymore and you have a breakdown after one of the meetings
  • Saeran finds you and you accidentally end up spilling everything
  • You voiced that you just wanted to disappear
  • After a few minutes of silence, he agrees to help you
  • With his skills, you manage to run away without anyone knowing

Zen:

  • He’s really worried when you don’t log into the messenger after a whole day
  • He noticed you’d been down lately, but you always claimed to be fine
  • He drops by the apartment to check on you, and he finds it completely empty with your phone and computer buzzing with missed notifications
  • He tries to call you or find you in your usual spots, but to no avail
  • He informs the RFA and implores Seven to find you
  • He visits the hacker’s house to help where he can
  • Somehow, he had a gut feeling when he saw Saeran looking a bit guilty
  • Forcefully gets the information out of the younger twin
  • When he gets the address to your location, he goes to you right away
  • As soon as you open the door, he’s begging for forgiveness if he made you feel insecure like that
  • He’s voicing his worries and begging you to come back and somehow his confession slips up
  • This really moves you, but you’re still not ready to come back
  • For a long while, you only allow Zen to see you and he respects your wishes and keeps your whereabouts a secret
  • After several really long talks, he coaxes you back into the group
  • He’s so much more protective when it comes to guests’ comments though

Yoosung:

  • He had been very caught up with Rika back, so he kind of got absorbed in helping her whenever he could
  • He thinks you’ve been in the chatroom, but realizes you’re not when he compliments you on something and you don’t respond
  • He checks old chats and finds out it’s been quite awhile since you’ve joined one
  • It makes him feel worse when it seemed that the rest of the RFA had noticed a while ago
  • He feels horrible and guilty
  • He goes to Seven’s house to ask where you are, but Seven doesn’t even know
  • Saeran makes some vague comment with a bitter undertone, and it tips Yoosung off
  • They get into an argument while Yoosung is demanding to know where you are
  • Finally, he tells Yoosung how you felt
  • Yoosung is in shock and he gets super depressed for awhile
  • He knows you won’t answer, but he starts texting you every day saying how much you’re missed and loved
  • He does this for a month so it becomes habit
  • You actually are reading them though, and finally you decide to reply
  • He’s in such shock and apologizing so much through text
  • You refuse to take his calls or talk to him in person for a long time, so text is mainly how you communicate
  • Still, this starts to rebuild your relationship until you’re finally willing to meet him face to face again He takes the opportunity to show you how much he’s changed and to show how much he cares for you
  • It still takes time for you to fully trust him again, but he’s so steady and patient
  • He really does show you how wonderful and capable of a person you are

Jaehee:

  • She wasn’t close with Rika, but her coming back meant bigger parties
  • Jaehee got dragged into doing more work in the process
  • So, she really hadn’t been talking to you much
  • She noticed your absence when she texted for your opinion on something and you didn’t reply after nearly two days
  • She tried calling and emailing…but just came to the conclusion you were busy or ill or something
  • But the rest of the RFA notice the same and finally announce you ran away
  • Jaehee is really worried because she knows you wouldn’t run unless you had a good reason
  • She doesn’t tell the others and pours herself into researching your whereabouts
  • While Saeran was careful in hiding you, Jaehee knew your patterns and soon found a local cafe you frequented
  • She asks if you could talk, and you don’t have the heart to refuse
  • You tell her everything that happened, and she’s mad and crying because you didn’t tell her and you’re crying because she’s crying
  • You have this whole touching moment in the corner of this cafe
  • She doesn’t tell the others, and she won’t
  • She knows where you’re coming from and doesn’t force you to return if you don’t want to
  • She’is kind of angry with those guests who made you feel that way
  • She helps you rebuild a life in the town you choose
  • As long as she keeps in touch with you, she respects your wishes and keeps you away from the RFA

Jumin:

  • With Rika’s return, old wounds and scars from V started popping up within Jumin
  • He started distancing himself from the RFA, logging in less and working more
  • Finally, he just needs a full break and goes on month long business trip
  • While there, he sorts things out and figures it’s not fair to you because you worked just as hard and seem to care about him
  • So he comes back only to find you had run away awhile ago and no one can find you
  • His worry pushes him into action
  • He’s hiring people left and right to find you
  • Knowing he has the resources to actually find you, Saeran steps in and stops Jumin, explaining that you don’t want to be found
  • He has to eventually come clean about helping you run
  • Jumin was already a bit bitter when it came to Saeran because of V, but he was tempted to feel even more so now
  • But then Saeran disclosed your location
  • The younger twin had been watching you though, and he knows you haven’t been doing well
  • Jumin thinks he’s fine, until he finally faces you
  • His vision blurs with tears and he can’t help but hold you tight in his arms, pleading for you to never leave him again
  • You’ve missed him as well, so you’re willing to sit down with him and just talk
  • While he listens to your concerns, he reasons with you to go back
  • After all, he went through the same recently and he doesn’t want you cutting ties like that
  • He’s patient as you slowly make your way back into the group and heal

Seven:

  • He feels very uncomfortable with Rika there, especially after all that happened
  • He’s still talking with the RFA, but rarely, and he avoids Rika altogether
  • He’d also noticed you hadn’t been yourself
  • But because you thought he was having a hard time you acted like everything was fine
  • Before running off, you had made Saeran promise not to tell Seven anything, thinking he would be better off without someone incompetent like you
  • Seven noticed your absence almost immediately, since you practically dropped off the face of the earth
  • He starts thinking his old agency is out for revenge
  • Now he’s terrified for you life and works day and night trying to find any trace of you
  • Saeran watches as his brother loses sleep and peace of mind and he just can’t stand it anymore
  • He casually leaves a big clue open on his laptop
  • Of course, Seven finds it and looks for you immediately
  • When he finds you, there’s a mix of yelling and crying from him
  • He makes you tell him everything…from your feelings to your plan to the guest emails
  • He wanted to know every detail and try to help you recover
  • He understands you don’t want to go back with Rika there…and he doesn’t feel comfortable with it either
  • None of you could recover with something so symbolic of past trauma constantly there
  • But he doesn’t think it healthy to cut ties with the rest of the RFA either, since they were like second family
  • So, he starts searching and finds a quiet house in a place that’s very…very far from the others
  • Once he buys it, he asks you to marry him…and soon
  • Of course you agree, and a few weeks later you, him, and Saeran move away
  • You all still keep in touch with the RFA through the chat and occasionally parties, but the distance allows you all to concentrate on healing and building up your own family 

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The end of all things (Pt.1)

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Taehyung X reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: BigHit thought it would be a good idea to have someone else be your boyfriend’s girlfriend. As in she walks around him and takes pictures with him for social media but he was all yours when he came home. That’s what you thought until he admits you’re actually the other woman and he’s been in a relationship the entire time you were dating. He’s just now telling you he wants to break up after you tell him you love him for the first time.

Pt.2 // Pt.3

Originally posted by the-rap-man

The restaurant was filled with people sitting around the two of you. Across the table was the man you’d fallen in love with but he had yet to say anything since you arrived. You watched him face to get a read on him but all you ended up focusing on was the details of the face you loved so much. He long eyelashes became apparent as he just stared down at the table. You focuses changes to look outside the window and across the street you see a sign about a movie night. Your lips curve into a smile and you look back at Taehyung.

“There’s going to be a movie night tonight. We should go together-”

“Y/N, Stop it..” He says with his deep voice.

Your smile begins to fade and you grow quiet. 

“I don’t want you to make this harder than It already is. We both know why we’re here….” Taehyung adds.

You look down into your lap, trying to push down the overwhelming feeling to cry.

“I know. I just Don’t believe you.”

He finally looks at you.

“You’re lying when you say you don’t love me. You’re lying when you said you never loved me..You-…..We spent all that time together so don’t tell me that none of it meant nothing to you. I don’t even care if you’re still going to see her! I just want to be with you. Please, Tae.”

He sighs, knowing you wouldn’t just give up.

“I don’t love you. What did we do for the most part?”

You looked up at him, meeting eye to eye. He serious expression was a little intimidating but you had to respond. 

“…What are you implying?”

Taehyung stood up from the chair, getting his wallet out of his back pocket. He paid for your meal.

“Let’s not do this here. Come on, let’s go.”

You grabbed onto his arm, turning him around.

“Just answer me!” You finally cracked. 

The whole place got quiet and people turned their heads to see what was going on. When they took notice of the two of you people started to recognize Taehyung and they took pictures. You knew this would be bad publicity for him but nothing else matter to you than the fact that you were going to lose him. He pulled his arm away from you slowly, leaving the restaurant alone. You stood there in the middle of the place all by yourself. Before you could stop yourself you chased after him. 

“Wait! Just give me one week!”

He stopped walking on the sidewalk to turn around and look at you.

“What?”

You ran over to catch up, looking up at him.

“If you stay with me for a week I’ll make this easy for you. No strings attached and we can have a clean break-up….Please. I don’t know if I can just get over you this easily otherwise.”

A look of pity swept across his face and he sighed once more. 

“Fine. One week but Y/N. I love her and one more week with you isn’t going to change that.”

You nodded. “I know…but can you at least act like you love me for this last week?”

Taehyung looked down as if he was contemplating it but eventually agreed. You had him for one more week and it didn’t even bother you that it would be filled with fake love and meaningless sex. If you got to hold his hand for just a little bit longer or see him smile at you one more time you were happy. That in itself was sad but you were blinded from the stupidity of it. The two of you went your separate ways home and you found yourself in your bed checking twitter. Not to your surprise were pictures of you two at the restaurant from earlier and people wondering who you were. You sighed knowing this would cause slight drama for him but also felt he deserved it. You kept replying the memories of you two that you cherished. You refused to believe that he was using you for sex when he was always so sweet to you. Afterwards he’d turn on the TV for the both of you and cuddle you until you fell asleep. The night he thought you’d fallen asleep he kissed your head and whispered something you knew was a lie.

“I love you…what bullshit…” You mumbled to yourself.

Then you started to think about all the times he invited you over with the boys and how well you all got along. He’d sneak up behind you and scare you, making you both laugh. The thought of him laughing back then feels so strange now. Why would he try so hard to just hide the fact he never loved you? What did that girl have that you didn’t? She never once interacted with the other boys, unlike you. From the one time you met her she was high maintained and awfully stuck up. You couldn’t help but wonder why someone as sweet-well who you thought was sweet, would end up with someone like her. You reached for your phone off the night stand, dialing the number and placing the phone up to your ear. You took a deep breath.

“Hey Jimin…are you busy?”

“Y/N I don’t think I should be talking to you right now.” He stated, sounding sorry for you.

“P-please, just wait. I wanna know what I did wrong and I know for a fact he won’t talk to me about this. If you don’t know anything it’s okay…”

Jimin sighed. “It’s really not what you think and it’s not my call to talk about this.”

“Did he really never love me?”

Jimin grew silent on the other end.

“I think it’s best if you just let him go. He can make his own decisions and he made it clear to us what he chose. I’m really sorry. Things will get better, okay?”

“No, I get it. Thanks anyways.” Your voice was starting to shake.

As you hung up the phone you realized you couldn’t hold it back any longer, sobbing into your pillow. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted when you finally ended up crying but you also felt weak. Normally you wouldn’t be so hung up on a guy who cheated on you but technically he was cheating on someone else with you. A text notification went off, penetrating your train of thought. You wiped your eyes, checking to see who it was.

TaeTae ♥:

  “I’m coming over soon so be ready.”

You sat there trying to figure out what he was talking about until you remembered what you had said earlier about the movie night. You jumped up and rushed to get ready before he showed up. If you had one week left you were going to make the most of it.

Clark’s Niece - Part 1

So I’m gonna change their age a little bit. The reader is 8 and Damian is 10.

 ———-

You were terrified. Uncle Clark wants to take you up to the Watchtower to meet the rest of the Justice League. Neither you or Clark is entirely sure how you ended up on Earth, but according to the DNA test that Batman had run, you were definitely related to Uncle Clark. Connor had also taken an instant liking to you, mainly because you preferred to be around your cousin more than your uncle.

The Zeta tube announces the arrival of Superman, and everyone turns toward the sound. You reach out, gripping the edge of Uncle Clark’s cape, hiding behind him. “Everyone, this is my niece, Y/N”

You duck behind Uncle Clark’s cape, there are too many strangers for you to feel comfortable. Uncle Clark chuckled and moved his cape, balling it up so you can’t hide anymore.

A red blur zooms up to you, crouching beside you, “Hello! My name is Barry! It’s really nice to meet Big Blues niece!” The man pulled off his mask, revealing a young face and kind eyes.

“Uncle Clark” you whisper; your shaking hands griping the leg of his costume.

“It’s alright” Clark crouched down so he was eye level with you, “Come on, say hello to Barry”

“H-Hello Mr. Barry” you whisper, shyly holding out your hand. Barry grins, gently shaking your hand, he’s obviously excited. You can feel him almost vibrating beside you.

“Just Barry is fine, sweetheart! Or Uncle Barry”

You smile shyly and nod, the other League members slowly come forward to meet you, until you have been introduced to everyone but Batman and Robin. At that point you have come out of your shell a little bit.

“Hello, Batman! Hello Robin” You float up until you are eye level with Batman’s face, “You’re my favorite League member! It’s really nice to meet you”

Bruce lips quirk in a smirk, “It is very nice to meet you too, Y/N. My name is Bruce. This here is my son Damian”

You immediately drop down to face Damian, “tt, Father I do not understand why I had to attend this meeting”

You tilt your head, and suddenly dart in, wrapping your arms tightly around Damian. Several of the adults gasp, tensing ready to separate the two, “Hello, you are gonna be my best friend”

Damian struggles for a minute, before he gives one last sigh and begrudgingly hugs you back. Every League member freezes, fully expecting Damian to attack you for touching him. “I suppose I can allow you to befriend me, having a Super at my side could have its benefits.”

You smile, happy to have finally made a friend, you grab onto Damian’s cape, making sure you don’t lose your new friend.

There’s a flurry of wind and suddenly your cousin is standing next to Uncle Clark, “Sorry I’m late, Y/N! I had to do a quick patrol before I came up here”

You let out a happy shriek and shoot into Kon’s arms. “Kon!! I missed you!”

The older Kryptonian chuckled, “It’s only been a day, honey!”

You grab onto Kon’s hand and drag him over, “Have you met Damian? He’s my best friend!”

Connor chuckled, “Didn’t you just meet the little brat? How can you be best friends already, squirt?”

You giggle happily and zoom back over to Damian, who immediately folds you into a hug. You squirm until you’re facing your cousin, but still wrapped in the older boy’s arms. ” Come say hi, Kon!!”

The adult Justice League members smile and shake their heads at you younger heroes’ antics. “I’m gonna call it” Barry announced, loud enough for the adults to hear, but the younger ones were too preoccupied to be paying attention so they didn’t. “Those two are going to be married someday”

Clark stiffens immediately, turning to look at the two youngest. His mouth opens in horror when he sees Robin gently cradling his niece against his armored chest. The smallest Super wiggles out of Robin’s hold and hangs onto his cape, letting herself be pulled around wherever Robin goes.

“Not going to happen, Barry” Clark growled

Bruce raises one eyebrow, “And why not? Do you think my son isn’t good enough for your niece?”

Clark turns around, “I didn’t say that, Bruce. Damian is a good kid, but I mean, Y/N is so young …”

“Well they can be friends, can’t they? I mean there’s no harm in that” Bruce smirks, placing a hand on his best friends shoulder, “What harm could it do, they’re both young, and there are so few young people in the Hero role. It’ll be good for them to have a friend”

Clark looks like he wants to argue again, but he doesn’t want to start anything, “I suppose Y/N could use a friend”

Bruce’s smirk gets bigger, “I’m glad you see it that way, Clark. But Barry … I do have to agree with you, those two are going to get married”

Clark gapes at Bruce as the other League members laugh. Bets are made while Clark just stands there in complete shock. He is the only one to say that the won’t be getting married.

“Dami!” You call. Damian had vanished, he had been right behind you, but when you turned around he was gone. You could feel tears build up in your eyes, you had already lost your first friend and it hadn’t even been a day. You were alone, and you were scared. “Dami!!!” You sob.

You fly around, frantically looking for your best friend, but you can’t find him. Damian is actually the one who finds you.

“Beloved? Why are you crying?” His eyes are wide behind his mask, “Who hurt you? I will kill them!”

You fling your arms around his neck, pulling him into a fierce hug, careful of your advanced strength. Damian stands up, picking you up with him and sits down in a nearby chair. “I was so scared” you sob, “Thought I lost you!”

Damian rocks back and forth, “Hush, Beloved, hush. I am here. I am so sorry for leaving you, I did not realize how much stress my disappearance would cause you”

You sniffle, nuzzling into Damian’s throat, “Just … Just don’t do it again, okay?”

“Never, Beloved, never.”

“Y/N it’s time to go!”

Tears immediately fill your eyes, “I don’t wanna go Uncle Clark”

“We have to go back to the farm. Grandma and Grandpa will be worried if we don’t head back soon”. Uncle Clark crouches down so he’s eye level with you.

The tears spill over, “I don’t want to leave my new friend. Damian said that we are gonna get married. If we are married, then you can’t separate us”.

“How dare you upset my Beloved” Damian snarls, taking a step in front of you. He whips out one of his swords, leveling it at Uncle Clark’s chest, he was ready to fight for you.

Everyone froze when Bruce let out a chuckle, “It seems like the children have taken a liking to each other. Why doesn’t Y/N come back to the Manor with me, the two can have a sleep over?”

You zoom over to Clark, “Please? Please? Please Uncle Clark?!?”

Uncle Clark looks like he’s in pain, “Alright, but just for tonight”.

At the conformation Bruce full on smiles, and Uncle Clark growls at the man, “This means nothing” Uncle Clark hisses. Bruce just shakes his head and leads the two young vigilantes to the Zeta tube.

No More Waiting

Summary: reader and Steve haven’t been intimate in a while but finally get the chance to do just that.

A/N: Just realized this name would have been perfect for a story where the characters have sex with each other for the first time after waiting for a long time. Dammit. Anyway, second time posting smut on this blog, here have some Steve smut. It’s kinda nerve wracking posting this after the last smut I wrote since it was such a big hit. Hope you like this imagine!

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Words: 3,910

Warning: SMUT, fingering, hand job, cursing, this time: protected sex!!! i mean, you do wear a helmet when going to war, right?


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Raised by Wolves

Requested scenario

Paring: Wolf!AUChanyeol x You

Genre: Angst/smut

Summery: Chanyeol is normally very gentle during sex, but mating season has brought out something very rough in him.

Warning: rough sex, biting, scratching, oral sex, spanking, choking

Word count: 1,539


You were sitting on the couch waiting for Chanyeol to get home in your shared apartment. You knew he was going to be awhile when he said he’d be out with his pack. In the mean time, you decided to watch some Netflix. It wasn’t until two hours later that you started to worry about him. The members of his pack weren’t all the smartest and Baekhyun always seemed to be getting them into trouble. Just as that thought crossed your mind, your apartment door flew open, and in walked a very tattered Chanyeol.

“What the hell happened!” You questioned nervously. You ran up to him to further inspect his wounds. His mouth was bleeding, he has cuts all over his arms and face, and it looked like someone tried to take a chunk out of his right leg.

“Nothing happened. I’m fine” he huffed while walking past you into the kitchen. You had no idea what was going on with him at this point. He never acted like this. You walked into the kitchen to find him drinking a glass of water and looking at you with a sharp gaze.

“Please Chanyeol. Just tell me what happened” you barely spoke, not wanting to make him angry. Before you could even finish your sentence, he slammed the glass down on the counter making you flinch.

“You wanna know what happened baby? Alright.” He started walking towards you until your back was flat against the wall. “Some guy from another pack made a joke that he could fuck you better than I could. He said that I don’t deserve a mate like you” he admitted with a stern voice. He leaned closer so that you could feel his hot breath on your ear while his hand traveled down to the waistband of your pyjama shorts. “What do you think baby, do I need to fuck you better? Have I been too gentle with you?” He whispered in your ear.

“N-no” you stuttered. You could feel your arousal growing in your panties. This was definitely a new side of Chanyeol that you liked a lot.

He moved his mouth down to your neck and started to nip your skin. You let out a soft moan as you felt his hand slide your shorts and panties down your legs.

“Chanyeol please, do something” you begged. He gave you a smirk as he tapped his finger on your clit.

“Someone’s eager. Tell me what you want baby” he replied while slowly rubbing your clit.

“Please..fuck me” you moaned shamelessly. With that he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed. For a minute he just stood at the edge of the bed staring at you. You began to grow nervous. “Chanyeol.. what’s gotten into you” you sounded more scared than you would have liked to.

“It’s mating season, baby.” He slowly crawled on the bed until he was on top of you. “ I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember your name”. Everything was happening so fast. His lips were suddenly on yours and you could taste the blood from his cut as he forced his tongue in your mouth. You mewled into the kiss as you felt his rough hands rip open the buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts. Cupping them in both hands, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it roughly.

“Ah” you gasped. He moved to the other nipple and started to bite it. You winced slightly in pain. He suddenly moved down so that his face was centimetres away from your core. His hot breath made you shiver. He quickly looked up at you to flash you a grin before licking a long stipe along your slit.

“Baby you taste so good” he moaned against your clit. The sudden sensation making you whine. He started to roughly tongue fuck you as his nose hit your clit repeatedly. You let out a long moan while arching your back. Soon the pleasure because too much as he replaced his tongue with two fingers, going in and out of you at a rapid pace. You were a mess at this point and all you could do is moan his name over and over like a mantra.

“Ch-chanyeol I can’t.. please….it’s too much” you panted, trying to squirm away from him. He didn’t stop, he only went faster. Making sure to curl his fingers up with every thrust. He used his other hand to press you hips harder into the bed so you were trapped. He moved his focus back to your clit and sucked hard making you let out a scream. All of a sudden your body felt like it was on fire, from your head to your toes, it was like an electric shock. Your vision started to go black as your breath became more ragged and you started to buck your hips into his face. No noise was even coming out of your mouth as it hang open, Chanyeol milking the last of your orgasm as best he could by moving his head from side to side. As soon as it came, it was gone. Your vision returned back to normal and so did your breathing. You looked down at Chanyeol who was now naked, your juices covering his mouth and chin. The head of his cock was red and covered in pre cum. You knew this was far from over. No matter how wrecked you already were, you wanted him so fucking badly.

“Are you ready for me baby?” His voice sounding deeper than usual.

“Yes. Yes I’m so ready” you half moaned. He was now slowly stroking his cock. The sight making you more aroused than before.

“Get on your hands and knees for me princess. I wanna see that pretty ass of yours while I fuck you” he commanded. You eagerly complied. Swaying your ass from side to side with anticipation.

“Good girl” he gave your left cheek a harsh slap. “Always so eager for my cock”. You let out a long moan as you felt the head of his shaft sink in to your pussy. He didn’t give you much time to adjust before quickly thrusting into you. His grip on your hips was like iron as his cock slammed into you.

“How do I feel baby? Does my cock feel good?” He moaned while delivering another slap to your other cheek.

“Oh god.. yes! Chanyeol more please i need more” you gasped in between breaths. He waisted no time flipping you over and thrusting back into you. This time creating an angle that made him hit your g spot with every movement. With one hand he reached up to your neck, slightly choking you. The sudden loss of oxygen making everything more pleasurable. With the other hand, he moved it down to rub your clit, making you arch your back up into his chest.

“You’re mine” he exclaimed. “You belong to me and only me. Do you understand that?” He removed his hand from your throat hoping for an audible response but all you could do is nod. The familiar tightening feeling returning to your stomach. He could tell you were close and this only made him speed up, becoming too much for you.

“Chanyeol…I’m gunna cu-cum” you stammered while dragging your nails along his back. He let out a growl applying more pressure to your clit and rubbing as fast as he could.

“Look at me when you cum” he grabbed your face. “I want to scream my name so everyone knows who you belong to”.

You tried as hard as you could to keep your eyes open as your orgasm ripped through your body.

“Chanyeol oh my god!” You screamed. You had never felt anything this intense before. Your whole body started to shake and your screams became inaudible as your pussy clenched around Chanyeol’s cock, making him cum inside of you. He began to slow down his thrusts as he rode both you through your orgasms. Eventually he pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you. A few moments later he quickly got up to get a wet wash cloth from the bathroom. He returned and carefully spread your legs apart so he could clean you and slip a clean pair of panties on you. He discarded the cloth in the laundry bin before climbing back into bed and pulling the soft duvet over both your bodies.

“Baby?” He broke the silence.

“Hmm” you hummed in response, still knocked out from your orgasms.

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” The tone in his voice had completely changed at this point and you could tell that he was concerned. You mustered up all the energy you had left and turned towards him, opening your eyes.

“Can I tell you a secret?” You asked while giving him a peck on the nose. He nodded with wide eyes. “I really enjoyed it” you smiled. The nervousness written on his face quickly faded away and was replaced by his bright smile that you love so much.

“I guess I’ll have to do this more often then”.

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek

Thank you to the anon who requested this! It’s my first time writing smut so hopefully it wasn’t too bad. I’ll definitely try harder in the future for you guys 😙 please let me know what you think or leave me a request ☺️
Comfort [Daryl Dixon x Reader]

Remember the season finale of twd? Could you do a Daryl Dixon smut based on that. The reader is his wife and after the talk/argument with Dwight in the cell, the reader tries to comfort Daryl about the situation.

Hope you enjoy @prince-of-edolas!! 

Originally posted by noisysunday

Words: 2,553

Warnings: Smut, Language, Unprotected Sex

A/N: I felt like I hadn’t written any Daryl in forever, so I hope you enjoy some sweet Daryl smut! 

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BTS reaction to you having a bad temper

Jin:

Jin would be a little scared of making you angry somehow. But when something got you angry, weither it was him or someone else, he would always try to soothe you and calm you down. He’d pull you into a hug, rub your back and hum to you. “Just breathe, baby… it’ll all pass soon. Just breathe all the stress away and then we can talk about it.”

Originally posted by jinkooks


Yoongi:

Yoongi wouldn’t really know what to do. He wasn’t a person to get mad about too many things so he wasn’t quiet sure why you had such a bad temper. Though, when you did get mad, he’d just let you go and give you space. After about 15 minutes, he’d come over to you with a nice cup of hot coco and sit next to you. “Are you ready to talk about what’s wrong? You can yell if you want. I don’t mind. Just don’t keep it bottled up inside.”

Originally posted by jeonsshi


Hobi:

If you weren’t mad at Hoseok, he would kinda get turned on. He liked how you fought for what you thought was right, even if you weren’t. But if you were mad at him, he’d be kinda scared. He’d try his best to explain himself and say he’ll do better next time. He’d kiss your hand, hug you, rub your back, sing to you, apologize a million times. Anything for you not to be upset anymore. “J-jagi…? Please don’t be upset…”

Originally posted by ohhobi


Namjoon:

Namjoon would try to help you rationalize why you were angry. He’d try to talk you through both sides of the argument and see which one is best. He’d always give you time to cool down and respect you in every way he could. “Now that you’ve calmed down, let’s just talk through this, okay? Let’s start slow.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


Jimin:

If Jimin saw that you were angry about something, he’d get angry, too. No one should ever make you angry so he’d just share your anger and talk to about how they had no right to do that to you. If you got into an argument, it would be WWIII. Jimin has a pretty bad temper, combine that with yours and that would give you a furry argument. But after he’d try to make it up to you the best he can. “I’m sorry for yelling, princess… I was wrong… let’s make up?”


Originally posted by vminv


Taehyung:

He would be kinda scared of your temper. If Tae saw you angry, he would try his best to act silly and make you smile. If it didn’t work, he’d just pull you into his chest and cuddle you softly. He’d kiss your forehead and give you a small smile. “I’m always here for you, sweetie. We can talk whenever you want.”

Originally posted by goldseok


Jungkook:

Jungkook would get a little frustrated if he didn’t understand why you were so angry. But one he did he’d just try to get your mind off it and cheer you up as best he could. “Maybe a little ice cream will help you cool down?”

Originally posted by jikookized

pretend you’re Jiminie

Golden Dress [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: Reader is Lin’s date for a pre-Oscars party and decides there’s no better way to celebrate than with a little teasing. 

Word Count: 5,286

Warnings: smut, papi kink,a slow burn??? - it’s long u guys.

Authors’ Notes: 

Mickeyi’m bad at this but ren is good at it & i will love and support her always (also the word vajajaja has been removed 4 more sexy reasons)

Ren: So as you can see I had a little help! This is my first smut you guys so take it easy on us, okay? I really loved writing this fic and Oscar season just got us really inspired! Hope y’all like it <3 

mickey’s masterlist | ren’s materlist | askbox


When Lin hired a whole crew to assist you getting ready for one of the many Oscar’s press parties, you were sure that was too much.

That didn’t stop you from making the best of it, though. A silky blowout, beautiful makeup were done, a gorgeous golden dress with a seductive thigh-high slit was waiting for you on a hanger near your vanity: you were almost red-carpet ready.

“I don’t know how you do it; you’ve got the seduction of Marilyn Monroe with the elegance of Audrey Hepburn!” The compliments from the hired makeup artist made you blush under the contour you didn’t necessarily need, but made you feel like a million bucks.

“Lin messaged me to tell you that he’ll be downstairs in the limo in 15, okay?” You nodded at Lin’s assistant, Sarah, who’d joined you while taking care of the press calls.

“All that’s left is the dress and the shoes, [Y/N]. Slip those on and you’re Oscar-ready!” your stylist beamed.

“Of course, just slip them on quickly.”

“Right, of course - and thanks for the dress, Marc,” you smiled sheepishly, watching him gaze at the gown on the hanger. You were still mind-blown by how amazing the team made you look. Only three people did the job you thought an entire army wouldn’t be able to; you were mesmerized by your reflection in the mirror, to say the least. “You think Lin will like it?”

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You Don’t Know Me | 2

Request: I can’t really think about an actual story plot but maybe yoongi getting you pregnant and he chickens out… Aw This is such a bad description but since you’re an amazing writer ypu can pull it off better ☺💖 thank you!

Originally posted by sugaglos

Pairing: Yoongi + Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1.922

Warnings: swearing, numbers (lolol)

A/N: gosh I suck at math so I hope the numbers are right… also please leave feedback if you want more!


A month.

4 weeks.

31 days.

744 hours.

44.640 minutes.

2.678.400 seconds.

155 breakdowns.

49 panic attacks. 

12 sleepless nights. 

That’s how you counted the time since you had last heard from Yoongi. All that time passed without him answering your calls or messages, leaving you on read and declining every single one of your calls. 

He wants me to feel ignored, otherwise he’d just let the phone ring - or not click on my messages.

He wants me to know he’s there but not ready yet.

That’s his game.

You didn’t want to give up on him. He was everything you had, everything you had counted on. He was your best friend, your partner in crime, your lover and your other half. You had hoped for a future with Yoongi. Always supporting him and his moody behavior. Being there for him no matter what because you knew how stressed he was and how burdened he felt. So you didn’t stop leaving messages, as random as they were. You knew he was just being stubborn, you knew he would never leave you just like that.

He loves me.

He does.

He’s just having a hard time.

You started coming by their dorms every second day, hoping to get Yoongi out of his box. Being friends with the boys as well, they didn’t really mind. It was weird for you in the beginning because you two had been dating for so long, yet you had never really been at the dorms that often. Dating Yoongi meant spending more time with him at the studio than at the dorms. It was a nice change to be able to spend time with the others as well but you always knew in the back of your mind that the actual reason behind that situation was everything else but nice. And Yoongi knew how to remind you every time you visited - not once had you seen his face or heard his voice. He disappeared as soon as he knew you were coming over and wouldn’t come back until you had already left. You weren’t even the one telling him that you were coming over, hoping that one day he’d be there to talk things out face to face but he always found his ways to be gone before you could even notice. You still saw his things lying around, things he usually had lying around at your dorm. Familiar pieces of his, spread around the dorm, reminding you how his things were here but he would never be.

He’s just not ready. He needs time.

The boys knew what had happened between you two and you felt their pitiful glances they threw your way when they thought you weren’t paying attention. But you saw. They were always there. During dinner. While playing video games. Helping with the chores. Watching a movie. Going over their choreographies. You saw and it broke you more each time. Even they knew how pathetic you were behaving. 

And that’s what it was - pathetic. You knew it, Yoongi knew it, the boys knew it, everybody knew it. Still, you couldn’t give up because in the end of the day, it wasn’t only about you and Yoongi but about the baby. Your baby needed a dad, not only a father. And you were just as stubborn as Yoongi, so you wouldn’t give up so easily. Your child was not going to be raised by a single mom, a college student who could barely take care of herself. It was going to live better than that.

He’ll give in. I know he will. 

At that moment, a soft pillow hit you in the face and screams erupted through the living room. Before you could realize what was going on, Taehyung had ducked behind you, making Jungkook run around your tiny figure in circles, making Taehyung shove you around like a shield to protect himself, earning screams of confusion from you.  

“You coward, move away from (Y/N)!”, Jungkook screamed and laughed before jumping forward, taking you to the ground with him as he landed on Tae, pinning his figure to the ground in a merciless grip.

“Jungkook, let go, you’re gonna break my arm!”, Taehyung laughed while screaming out in pain, making Jin came rushing into the living room to your side. Stretching out his hands for you, you thankfully grabbed them and he helped you up before parting the two boys in one swift move.

“Are you two crazy?! We have a pregnant woman here, you could have hurt her and the baby! Stop running around like that or you’ll be cooking your own meals until this baby decides to break free”, Jin scolded while sitting you down on the couch, handing you a pillow and a blanket. You raised your eyebrows at him in confusion and laughed at his choice of words.

“For support. The baby needs it”, he simply answered and positioned it himself when you didn’t make a single move. 

“You can’t do that Jin Hyung! She’s not even fat yet!”, Jungkook exclaimed and earned a smack on the back of his head from his hyung. The maknae winced and rubbed his head in pain, whilst Taehyung laughed at the comical scene in front of him, earning a death glare from Jin.

“Shh, you don’t say that to a girl Jungkook. Don’t you have any manners?”, Jin looked angry but you just laughed and sat up.

“He’s right though, I’m not even fat yet. I’m just two months pregnant, Jin. Stop worrying so much”, you smiled at the older boy but he just shook his head and sat down next to you as the two others left the room to play video games in their bedroom.

“The first three months are the most critical ones (Y/N)! You should know that. Anything could happen”, he looked at you seriously concerned, so you grabbed his hand, rubbing your thumbs over his soft skin. You noticed him shiver and quickly look away but chose to ignore it.

“I know Jinnie. Thank you for taking such good care of me. I don’t know where I’d be without you”, you grinned foolishly but meant it. He had been there for you the second Yoongi decided to break it off and ignore you. In the heat of the moment you had called Jin right after you had calmed down from the first shock and since then he hadn’t left your side. He always made sure that you were doing okay, that you were eating and getting enough sleep, even bringing over food to your dorm himself if you couldn’t come over. He also made you tell him your check up appointments so he’d know if anything was wrong. He cared and you were truly thankful.

“You’d definitely be lost, I can tell you that”, he mumbled but smiled and pulled you into a hug. You were taken aback for a second as you inhaled his scent. He smelled manlier than expected and for a second, goosebumps arose on your skin before you heard a door being slammed shut and someone shuffling lazily into the room. You turned around, breaking free from the embrace and saw him. He was standing still in between doors, eyes glued to Jin’s hands on your waist.

“Yoongi”, you exhaled, eyes wide and watery as your heart started beating faster by every second that passed while he just stared. He looked exhausted, more than usual. Deep bags under his eyes, colored in deep purple and blue, signaling that he mustn’t have gotten lots of sleep in the past couple of weeks. His skin looked paler than ever and dehydrated, having lost all natural glow. His figure was skinnier than ever and you were scared that he wouldn’t be able to hold himself up for much longer. At least he seemed to have taking care of his hair and clothes as his outfit and hair were styled enough to walk out of the house.

“I-I’m going to see what the others are doing”, Jin quickly got up, shooting you one last glance before walking out in the opposite direction of Yoongi. The boy’s eyes followed his hyung until he had left the room, basically shooting daggers into his direction before turning his gaze to you.

“Yoongi we-”, you started but he interrupted you harshly.

“Why was he touching you like that?”, his voice was icy like the last words that he had directed at you when he left you a month ago.

You were confused. “What?”

“Why was he touching you like that (Y/N)?”, his stare had something unreadable in it. Hands balled into fists on the sides of his body, his eyes didn’t leave your face.

“Touch like what Yoongi?”, Jin had only hugged you. You didn’t know what was going on. 

“His hands were on your fucking waist (Y/N)! Don’t act like I’m fucking blind”, he scoffed and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Oh.

He was jealous. Min Yoongi was jealous even though he had broken up with you. Even though he had ignored all your calls and texts, avoided you for a whole month and left you with an unborn baby. 

That’s when it clicked.

Calling your state furious would be an understatement.

“So what if his hands were on my waist? He takes very good care of me and the baby, so he’s allowed to touch me”, you spat in an attempt to let Yoongi feel what you had been feeling that whole time. Even though he looked bad, he couldn’t have been through half the stuff you had been through the last weeks.

In the end of the day, he was the one who broke it off right?

Yoongi huffed and went through his hair with one hand. “So what, Jin’s the baby daddy now? As soon as I’m not available, you run to the next best dude?”, he was practically screaming at this point and you heard a door being shut silently. The boys were trying not to listen.

Damnit.

“As soon as you’re not available? Are you fucking insane? You broke up with me because I told you that I am pregnant. I tried to get you back because I knew you are stubborn and just needed time but you treated me like shit, Yoongi. Like literal shit. I come by every other day to get you to talk to me but no, mister fuckhead even knows a way to avoid me at his own home”, you had stood up and your face was red from anger at that point. Tears were streaming down your face uncontrollably. Your chest was burning from the heartache and all the pain he was making you go through again. Flashbacks from the painful words he had thrown at you, came rushing back, a new panic attack arising within you. 

Please not now.

“I-I didn’t mean to”, he whispered and lowered his head. 

“What?”, you weren’t sure if you had heard him correctly. Trying to calm down your breathing, you closed your eyes and balled your hands into small fists.

“I said, I didn’t mean to hurt you like that”, he lifted his gaze and spoke up, voice breaking as he looked at your state.

“Well surprise, you did it anyway”, you held back a sob, putting a hand over your mouth as soon as those words were out. You didn’t want to cry anymore. You had cried enough in the last couple of weeks. 

It just didn’t seem to end.

Three Questions

Prompt: What was it like to love him? What was it like to be loved in return? What was it like to lose him?

Pairing: Lin x reader

Warning(s): Angst, cussing, and mentions of sex (the closest I’ll ever do to a Lin smut, tbh).

A/n: Oh boy, here we are at Day 3 of the write-a-thon). This was the prompt (and the AU one too) that I was looking forward to the most and made me decide to participate. Rather than a book, I decided to choose my favorite poem of all time (which is also what my blog is named after) by Lang Leav. I adapted the poem into a story. I hope you guys enjoy!


 

What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.

You sigh when you spot a figure slouched over a desk, their soft snores disturbing the silence of the library. It was a common sight to see a student asleep at the library, regardless of what day of the week it was. There were always going to be students cramming for a test or starting an assignment due the next day that would fall asleep from exhaustion. Upon closer inspection, you realize he wasn’t a student – his face was too mature and clothes too nice to be a fellow peer.

However, like the old saying goes: you don’t have to go home, you just can’t stay here. The library was closing in five minutes and after a full day of classes before coming straight to work, you were ready to go home and relax.

“Hi, sorry to interrupt, but the library is closing soon,” you say, gently shaking the sleeping man’s shoulder.

He groans and brushes away your hand before going back to sleep.

You scoff and try again. “Please don’t make me call campus security on you, sir.”

At the mention of the authorities, he groans but lifts his head from the book he was resting his head on. He wipes the drool from the corner of his lips and blinks up owlishly at you. “What time is it?” he murmurs.

Your breath catches at his voice, low and gravelly with sleep. You were always a sucker for attractive voices, and this stranger just happened to have the kind you loved the most.

“It’s almost 3 A.M.,” you say, watching as his eyes grow wide, “the library is closing now.”

He jumps up from his seat and stuffs his notebook and laptop into his backpack. “I’m so sorry, I don’t even remember falling asleep.”

“No, it’s alright, it happens all the time,” you assure him.

He sighs in relief and picks up the book on the table, which to your surprise, had an interesting topic that was very dear to your heart.

“A book about the first treasury secretary?” you muse, “Either you’re a history major or have a very weird taste in books.”

He grins. “I guess I’m the latter.”

You snort at his answer and watch as he heads for the exit after wishing you a good night.

-

To your surprise, he was back the next day. You were pushing a cart of books, returning them to their respective spots, when you see him huddled in an alcove. This time, more books about Alexander Hamilton were accompanied with books about James Madison and Thomas Jefferson.

“The Southern Democratic-Republicans?” you laugh, “you do know that they didn’t get along with Hamilton, right?”

His head jerks up from his notebook on his lap, eyeing you intensely. “I do. The question is, how do you know?”

You try not to squirm under his gaze. “I’m a History major with a focus in American History.”

A smile slowly spreads across his face. “Well, what are the odds,” he laughs, the sound making your stomach flutter, “mind if I bother you with a few questions?”

You clutch the handle of the cart tightly, feeling nervous and excited. “Only if you tell me what’s it for.”

His smile gets bigger. “I’m writing a musical about Alexander Hamilton.”

You push the cart aside. “I’m in.”

He chuckles and scoots over, patting the empty space next to him. You step around his books and take the spot.

“My name is Lin-Manuel, but you can call me Lin,” he says warmly, sticking his hand out for you to shake.

You take his hand, trying not to shake from his proximity and the tingling sensation of desire that you felt for him. You were always the type that fell too easily and too fast, a recipe for disaster, but the sincerity and friendliness that you saw in his eyes made you believe that maybe, this time would be different.

“My name is Y/N. It’s lovely to meet you, Lin.”

It was like being exhumed. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.



 

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.

It was during one of your writing sessions with Lin, weeks after meeting, that he first kissed you.

You were explaining to him Alexander’s childhood struggles, the challenges that he endured as he rose his way to the top, and the bizarre parallel of his life to Aaron Burr’s.  When he was still silent after you finished, you became worried. Was it too much? Did he need you to clarify a specific part?

Your fears melted away once you saw the tender look on his face.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, brushing away a stray hair that escaped from your bun. Without another word, he leaned forward and captured your lips for a kiss. You whimpered, and it spurred him on, his hands cupping your head to kiss you deeper.

Your heart did cartwheels, happy that he felt the same way towards you. The lingering stares, how his hands would purposely brush against yours when you both looked over a book, and how he’d rest his arms on your shoulders and lean towards you when you’d talk… It was all because he adored you too.

Your first kiss with Lin awakened something delicious – a dangerous spark that made your body hum in excitement.

From then on, Lin would wine and dine you in the late hours of the night, conversations about Alexander Hamilton long forgotten. You shared your dreams, your struggles, stories about your childhood with each other.

The spark ignited a flame, an even more hazardous burn that made your heart and soul feel alive.

During the nights where he felt adventurous, he’d fuck you hard against the bookshelves, whispering dirty words in your ears as he covered your mouth with his hands to muffle your moans. Most of the time, however, he’d take his time loving you in a bed, staring deep into your eyes as he thrust into you.

You press your cheek against his damp chest, relishing in the afterglow of sex.

“I love you,” you whisper, the words feeling so natural, so true.

Lin’s hand slides down to rest on the curve of your back and presses you closer to him.

“I love you too.”

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.


 

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.

It was a rare weekend where you didn’t spend time with Lin, so you decided to go grocery shopping – a task that you haven’t had time for since your whirlwind romance began.

You were quietly humming the tune to one of Lin’s songs as you pondered over which fruit you wanted to buy: oranges or apples?

“Honey, didn’t I tell you to take it easy? Stop lifting heavy things, you know it’s not good for the baby.”

Your lips quirk up in a smile at the conversation, finding it adorable how affectionate the husband was to his wife. For a brief second, you let yourself daydream, imagining a baby girl that had Lin’s curious eyes and your hair or a boy that had his nose and your penchant for learning.

“Lin, I’m the one carrying the baby. Don’t you think I know what’s good and not good for him?”

Lin?

“I know but – “

There was no mistaking it.

That was his voice.  

You whirl around, dropping your basket of groceries when you see the scene before you.

Lin was standing next to his obviously pregnant wife, softly reprimanding her as she lifted a watermelon from the display.

Lin had a wife… and a baby on the way.

Your world came crashing down on you.

Lately, you’ve had a strange feeling in your gut, as if something big was looming over the horizon, whenever you spent time with Lin. You chalked it off and blamed it on your inexperience, your insecurity, and fear of loving someone so much for the first time in your life.

But now it all made sense.

He’d insist on spending nights in hotel rooms or even your own apartment, claiming that his apartment was too small and cluttered, failing to mention the fact that he had another woman waiting for him in his bed. He’d always spend time with you late at night until early dawn (you thought it was sweet that he worked around your schedule), never during the day. But truthfully, it was the perfect time where he could escape from his pregnant wife. You thought that his habit of touching his ring finger with his thumb was endearing – a quirky trait that made Lin so cute and special – but now you realize it was because the weight of his wedding ring was no longer there.

You felt sick.

You stagger backward, hitting the fruit display, causing a heap of apples to tumble to the ground.

A single apple rolled towards them, stopping their conversation, and Lin looks up to see the cause of the runaway fruit.

You stood there, frozen, as a flash of recognition danced across his eyes.

It really was him.

To your horror, he didn’t acknowledge you. Instead, he wrapped his arms around his wife and leads her further into the grocery store, leaving you behind without a second glance.

His stories, laughter, and declarations of love were all lies.

Your heart shatters into a million pieces.

You were a fool.

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me – said all at once.

Flutter - Ch. 7

Oh Sehun/Reader
Genre: Fluff/Romance/Smut (eventually)
Word Count: 3,354


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You woke up slowly, wiggling around in the soft bed and relishing the warmth before opening your eyes. You were slightly disappointed to find the bed empty next to you. You sat up, looking around sleepily when you heard a faint clatter coming from outside the bedroom.

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The In-Between Part 2

Summary:  This is a college!AU where Sam and the reader attend the same university.

Characters: AU!Sam x Reader, AU!Dean x Reader

Warnings: SMUT (oral, male and female receiving, fingering, unprotected sex), Angst, swearing

Word Count:  2622

A/N:  This is Part Two, you can find Part One HERE.  I loved going back to college so much that this became a series.  There will be at least three parts.

Thank you to my lovely pal @wheresthekillswitch for being my MastaBeta on this one.

Italics are the end of Part One.

Gif is from Google Search, credit goes to the owner. 

 

 

Dean whips the car around in a u-turn, parking by the sidewalk where you’re standing.  His control of the car is unbelievably sexy.  He shuts off the engine and climbs out, the car doors squeaking as he does.

“It’s good to see you,” he says, pulling you into a hug.

“You too.  What’re you doing here?”

“I live here,” he says a little sheepishly.  “I moved here when Sammy got accepted.  I work in a shop downtown.”

“Oh, that’s great.”

“What about you, why are you here?”

“I live here too,” you laugh.  “I bought my place,” you gesture down the street, “when I got accepted.”

“No family?” he asks.

“No, just me.”

“Yeah, it’s just me and Sam.”

The conversation lulls for a moment.

“Well, I was just heading home; you wanna join me for a beer and maybe some food.”

“Yeah, I’m off work.  Lead the way.”

The two of you walk towards your house in an easy silence.

—-

“So when’d you get back into town?” Dean asks, leaning back against the couch.

“A few weeks ago,” you say, setting your beer on the coffee table.  You plop down next to him.  “It still feels weird being back and only hearing English.” You laugh.  “But the timing couldn’t have worked better, I needed to get away and clear my head,” you say a little more seriously.

“I’d say going to the other side of the planet is definitely getting away.”  He chuckles.  “But you’re ok now?”

“Yeah.  I mean, do I wish things had gone differently? Absolutely, but what’s done is done.  The only way through is forward, right?”

“That’s an extremely well adjusted approach.”

“Six months can give you some perspective, I guess.”

“Well, if you ask me, he was an idiot.  Don’t get me wrong, Jess is a nice girl, but you…”

He gestures at you and you can’t suppress the blush that floods your cheeks.  You look down trying to get your face under control when Dean gently slips his finger under your chin, tilting your face up.  His green eyes searching and before you can think, speak or even breathe his mouth is on yours.  Your eyelids flutter shut as his full lips press against your lips, you part them deepening the kiss.

Instinctively you scoot closer to one another.  Wrapping your arms around his neck you run your fingers up and through his hair.  He growls into our mouth, playfully biting your lower lip.  His strong hands grip your hips and he pulls you over him, your legs nestled on either side.  You run your hands down his firm chest, skimming your hand under the hem of his shirt.  Dean breaks the kiss long enough to pull his shirt and yours over your heads.  A sound you can’t quite describe escapes his lips as he takes in your lace bra.

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The Green-Eyed Doctor

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Summary: Reader gets in a bad accident and is put under the care of Dr. Winchester during her stay…

Pairing: Doctor!Dean x reader

Word Count: 3,400ish

Warnings: language, car accident

A/N: I’m in love with doctor Dean now. Quote for this one was, “As long as I’m around, nothing bad is going to happen to you.”…


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Perfect (Bucky Barnes)

word count: 5, 956

prompt: I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in

and follow my lead

He doesn’t remember exactly when, and how, he fell in love with her, but, as he watched his best friend smile underneath the starlight is when he suddenly realized just how perfect she is.

a/n: Im a hoe for bucky and also fluff. Also, like it might be like kinda cheesy? There’s a singing part and well it was inspired by an Ed Sheeran song sooo….cheesiness is kinda just here. 

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I've always been yours | Fred Weasley x reader

Requested

It was the day of Bill and Fleur’s wedding. You were wearing a little black dress that ended right above your knees, your hair was in a half updo. (Kinda like how Margaery Tyrell wears her hair) You walked downstairs, your heels clicking against the wooden floor with every step you took.
“Y/n you-you look beautiful.” Fred said in awe. You tried to hide the blush forming on your cheeks. “Thanks.” You said while looking at the ground. Form the first day you saw him you had had the biggest crush on him. Little did you know he felt the same.
The party was in bloom when all of a sudden Kingsley Shacklebolt’s Patronus appeared. It said that the Ministry of Magic had been concuered by Voldemort, who had killed the minister, and that Death Eaters were on their way.
Immediatly screams were heard, and people started pushing each other to get away.
Just as the patronus had said, Death Eaters started apparating into the crowd. You were running towards the exit when you tripped. You tried to get up but people ran over you and you felt their feet hit your head. Fred’s worried face was the last thing you saw before you lost consciousness.
Pain. That was the only thing you felt when you woke up. It seemed like Thor had hit you on the head with Mjolnir. You slowly opened your eyes to see a sleeping body on the couch next to you. You blinked a few times to get a clear view, finally seeing that it was Fred who was laying there. Taking in your surroundings you noticed you were in his room.
You slowly sat up, accidently waking Fred in the process.
“Oh god Y/n are you alright? I was so worried.” “Calm down Fred I’m alright.” “No you’re not, you could have died. You would have died not knowing how much I love you.” His eyes got big when he realized what he had said. “I-I mean-” You cut him of by crashing your lips on his. “I love you too.” His face broke into a smile as he reconnected your lips. One of his hands slipped under the shirt you were wearing, roaming your stomach. When you were sleeping someone had changed you out of your dress and into an oversized shirt. His hands found your bare breasts and started playing with your nipples. A gasp left your lips as he pinched one of them. One of his hands left your chest and slowly travelled down your body. He cupped your already leaking pussy before pushing your panties aside and slipping a finger into you. You moaned as he added a second one, curling them as he moved in and out of you. He used his thumb to draw circles on your clit. You quickly took of the shirt, wanting nothing more than to feel his skin against yours. He unbuttened his shirt, slowly sliding it off while you unbuckled his trousers, taking them of aswell. His hard erection pressed against your leg as he left a trail of kisses down your neck, down the valley of your breasts, down your stomach, and finally down to where you needed him the most. He took your panties of with his teeth, leaving hot kisses on the inside of your thigh when he came back up. He started kitty licking down your slid, only stopping to suck on your clit. You gasped as his tongue slipped inside of you. He laughed at you, sending vibrations through your body. Way too soon you felt the familiar knot in your stomach which announced the arrivel of your orgasm. When you reached your high he licked you clean before coming back up and kissing you, making you taste yourself. You removed his boxers and were ready to return the favour when he stopped you. “Just forget about me, tonight is all about you.” He said as he wrapped your legs around his waist, positioning his pulsing cock at your entrance. “Ready?” You nodded and felt him push himself into you, filling you up completely. He groaned as he started moving. Once you were used to the feeling of his large dick in your tight pussy you started moving your hips to meet his thrusts. “P-please Fred, f-faster.” “Whatever you want sweetheart.” He said as he obeyed your order. One of his hands was squeezing your ass while he used the other one to support him. “F-Fred I’m close.” “I know baby, me too.” His thrusts became sloppier, at the same time your walls clenched around him. “Let go, darling.” You did as he said, and together you reached both of your climaxes. He rolled of off you, pulling the covers over your sweaty bodies. “I love you so much Y/n, will you please be mine?” He asked, caressing your cheek. “Isn’t that question supposed to come before the sex?” You said, laughing slightly. He was about to answer when somebody else beat him to it. “Well that wasn’t the only thing that came to early tonight.” You turned your heads to see a smirking George in the doorway. “H-how long have you b-been standing there?” “Mate, I did not have to stand here to know what was going on. You two are pretty loud.” Your glare only made him laugh harder. “Just ignore him Y/n, now how about you answer my question.” You pecked his lips. “I’ve always been yours, Fred.”

- I know this isn’t exactly what you asked but I hope you still like it.