he's got green hair you guys


or “the college au where lily is a single mom struggling with finishing school and raising a child, and james discovers he quite likes babysitting” (AO3)

(p.s.: thank you to @gxldentrio for being a lovely beta reader!)

Chapter: ½

She’s just another face in the crowd.

But she stands out.

She’s battling her way through the waves of I’m late-s, I should have gone to bed earlier-s and Why haven’t I started that bloody paper yet-s entangling themselves in people’s legs. They trip, but she bears on.

Her hair is made of flames; they lick their way through the sea of people, turning them to ashes, burning a path for her - James is entranced. Her brow is furrowed with decision, and she doesn’t hesitate to nudge someone out of her way with her shoulder, or to make herself bigger with the size of her backpack which looks like it could make her topple over. She parts the flood with sheer determination in her eyes.

She’s unstoppable.


He goes unnoticed.

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Archie Andrews Imagine

‘Extraordinary Measures’

Cheerleader/Football Archie Imagine #1

Summary:  Y/n is a cheerleader on the River Vixens and has a date with her quarterback boyfriend, Archie. The only problem is Cheryl won’t end practice.

Word Count: 1603

request:  Hi~ can you please do a cute archie x cheerleader reader? 🖤

a/n: I know actually nothing about cheer (even though I have so much respect for the sport) so I did a tiny bit of research for this. Sorry if I got any cheer lingo wrong or messed something up. Let me know and I’d be happy to adjust it! // Also I wasn’t sure if the request wanted a Friday night football game kind of story so I kind of just did what I thought would be cool, but now I definitely want to write more cheerleader/football!archie stuff so be on the lookout. (Requests are open!)


“Don’t mess, don’t mess,

don’t mess with the best ‘cause the best don’t mess!

Don’t fool, don’t fool,

don’t fool with the cool ‘cause the cool don’t fool!

From the east to the west

the Bulldogs are the best!

B-E-A-T beat ‘em! B-U-S-T bust ‘em!

Beat ‘em, bust ‘em, that’s our custom! Come on Bulldogs readjust ‘em!

Gooo Bulldogs!”

You along with the rest of the River Vixens were breathing heavily after running another cheer, it could practically be called panting. You were the flyer, with three equally exhausted bases under you including Betty and Veronica, finished in a liberty position with your hands in a high v. You’d been practicing for close to four hours – with no water break. Cheryl was always aggressive but this was a new high even for her.

“That was great ladies,” Cheryl yelled standing up from her spot on the bleachers. You looked down to Veronica and Betty and smiled in relief; it’d been a long day of getting yelled at by Cheryl and this seemed like progress. “Except that it wasn’t. It was actually terrible,” she walked down the bleachers toward the squad, putting an extra emphasis on ‘actually’. “My grandmother could cheer that better than you sacks-of-potatoes-with-skirts-and-ponytails that call yourselves ‘cheerleaders’. And she’s been dead since Obama’s first term.” Your face fell. You should have known. This was Cheryl Blossom we’re talking about.

The bases helped you down and you all gave each other long, knowing stares with heavy eyes. “I swear to god, I’m gonna go New York on her,” Veronica threatened. All the Vixens were thoroughly done with Cheryl for the day. Unfortunately, though, it didn’t seem that she was done with you.

She pulled out her megaphone for added drama. It’s not like she needed it. Even if her voice wasn’t extremely loud and high pitched enough to make dogs bark from a mile away, she was only standing like fifteen feet in front of you. “Why don’t we run ‘Be Aggressive’. Is that simple enough for you guys? Can your tiny little pigeon-brains handle that? And if it’s as bad as the rest of practice has been, it better be because all of you are puking your brains out or morbidly injured!”

Everyone was parched and needed a break. You decided it was worth a try. “Cheryl?” All eyes turned to you with shock and desperation. She cocked her head, egging you on and crossed her arms, waiting for you to continue.

Normally you would just deal with Cheryl and imagine something really embarrassing happening to her to make yourself feel better, but today she had put you in an especially bad mood. You we’re supposed to be going out with your boyfriend, Archie, soon but it didn’t look like she had any intention of ending practice in the near future. He was the school’s quarterback so he would be finishing up football practice any minute and you guys were supposed to be finished with rehearsal half an hour ago.

“Uh, I was wondering if maybe we could get some water?” You asked with an especially pathetic expression and your best puppy dog eyes without being obvious. She gave you a blank expression and stared at you for an uncomfortably long amount of time. Like 15 Mississippi seconds.

“You know what?” she probed, still using the unnecessary megaphone, “Yes, you girls can get water. But only because if I have to listen to you imbeciles butcher another simple cheer, I’m going to Van Gogh both my ears off, and I mean that. Be back in two minutes.”

A couple of girls ran up to you graciously but most just ran to their water to make the most of the time that was given. Two minutes in Cheryl-time was pretty different from two minutes in real-time. Just then, the football team parted ways signaling the end of practice. Some guys went to their cars but a lot stayed behind to watch the cheerleaders practice. It was kind of creepy but football normally got out after cheer so it wasn’t usually a problem.

Archie, jogged over to you with his gear still on and his helmet in his hand. He smiled at you with crinkly eyes and ran his fingers through his disheveled copper hair. “How’s my favorite River Vixen?”

You forwent an actual greeting and instead just yelled “WATER,” at him, grabbing the green bottle in his bag with the Gatorade logo on it and gulped it. It came out a little more desperate and forceful than intended but you figured he got the general ‘welcome’ message. When you finally came up for air he looked at you in awe and gave a chuckle, “Well hello to you too.”

“Sorry, it’s just Cheryl’s been crazy all practice. This is literally the first water break we’ve gotten.”

“Cheryl? Crazy? How new and different for her.” He leaned in to kiss you but you dipped out of the way.

“I promise you don’t want to kiss me Arch, I’m really sweaty.” You handed him the bottle back.

“Yeah, but I’m really sweaty too so it cancels out,” he leaned in and kissed you softly.

You smiled up at him, “Ah yes, simple algebra. How could I forget?”

The nice moment you were sharing was interrupted by the sound of nails on a chalkboard, also known as Cheryl Blossom’s voice through a megaphone, “ONE MINUTE”.

Your head whipped around back to your boyfriend. You HAD to get out of this practice, and you had an idea of how. “Archie.”


“I need you to stomp on my foot right now.”

He shook his head in confusion, “What? Why? You’re kidding, right?”

“Archie please. I don’t have time for questions. Cheryl is gonna kill me, at least if I don’t get to her first. Now just please stomp on my foot. With the cleat, she’ll check for damage.”

“You’re not kidding. Y/n! no! I’m not just going to crush your foot. Are you crazy?”

“Come on!” you pleaded with him. You looked over at Cheryl. You could tell even from this far away that she was getting increasingly impatient which meant that you were running out of time. “You don’t even have to stomp that hard! Just like, leave a mark or something, I’ll act out the rest!”

“Y/n, I’m not going to stomp on your foot.”

“Archie,” you widened your eyes at him and talked slowly and deliberately. “I swear to the lord above if you do not stomp on my foot, with cleat, right now, then I will not talk to you for a solid week. I swear.”

He opened his mouth to say something, contemplating what to do. He really didn’t want to hurt your foot but he knew that, strangely, you would be really mad at him if he didn’t.

Cheryl’s voice rang from the megaphone, “LET’S TAKE IT FROM THE TOP VIXENS!”

Archie went against his better judgment, lifting his foot about two feet off the ground and slammed it down onto your soft sneaker.

“SHIT!” You buckled over and grabbed your foot in pain, balancing yourself by holding onto Archie with your other hand.

“I’m so sorry. Are you okay? I really didn’t want to –”

“It’s fine, Arch. That was perfect. But I will need you to carry me over to Cheryl. She’ll want to see this.”

He put the rest of his equipment in his bag and lifted you up bridal style and headed towards the cheer squad. “Cheryl’s going to kill me right?” “Probably.”

She had her back turned to you as she was yelling at a freshman about how her hair looked unprofessional. “Cheryl?” You called out to her. She whipped around and her jaw dropped.

“What did you do to my flyer Andrews?!”

He cautiously answered her, “I’m really sorry, I just accidentally stepped on her foot with my cleat…”

“Which foot?!” Her eyes were wide with rage. You lifted your leg to indicate. She walked swiftly over to you and roughly pulled off your sneaker, making you wince a bit in pain. Sure enough, Archie’s cleats had left their mark. Your foot was red and it was obvious you couldn’t do anymore flying today. She threw the shoe into your hand that wasn’t wrapped around Archie’s neck. “Next time keep your big clown feet to yourself Boo Boo the fool.” She turned and walked towards her place in the bleachers. “Get out of my sight Y/n and put some ice on the foot. It better be healed by next practice,” she warned over her shoulder.

You looked at Archie, “I think… we’re free to go.” You looked back at the squad and saw Betty and Veronica getting into formation to run something. Betty reached her arm out dramatically towards the two of you and you could see Veronica mouth the words ‘Take us with you’. You reached back mirroring Betty’s motion as Archie turned away and walked towards his car.

“At least now we can make our dinner reservation. I got us a table at this great place called Pop’s. You probably haven’t heard of it, it’s pretty underground.” Archie quipped.

“Oh yeah? Sounds cute. I really will need some ice when we get there though. You know you actually stepped on me pretty bad,” you said to him, knowing how it would make him react.

“Are you kidding me? You forced me to do it! You threatened me!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding relax. I will need some ice though.”

“What are you? Some kind of masochist?”

“Mr. Grey will see you now.”

On Edge (Valentines)

Requests: “Pls do a protective/ jealous Stefan imagine. Could be smut idc but jealous is so cute!!!” (Credits to gif owners! I also kept this as fluff because fluffy and jealous Stefan seems cuter.)

Valentine’s Day was a huge deal in Mystic Falls High. Kids from your classes got to buy candy grams and to pass balloons out for their friends. So far you’d gotten a few from guys you didn’t know, balloons, teddy bears to chocolates in a box. 

 You were excited to see Stefan, you didn’t get to his locker yet but you were going to give him a candy gram and a heart shaped balloon that you blew up yourself in the school store. 

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When Nightmares Come a' Knockin

Dean x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: The Big Bad Wolf

A/n: I’ve got so many daughter fics stacked up in my head. So prepare for more.

Forever Tags: @Freaksforthewin , @thewinhunter, @cambriacaneatnoodles, @brokennoone , @youtubehelpsmesurvive , @chrisevansthedoritobastard , @winchesters-favorite-girl , @we-know-a-little-about-a-lot @godh8salyssa @dean-baby-Winchester @straightasdeanwinchester@animexchocolate@fabulouslycassie@lizbeth-loves-bobear @nicolesyneah25 @lemonadegazeelle @i-am-an-outcast

It was a dream. Not one of those happy dreams little three year olds should be having, it was a nightmare. One where you were running so quickly your breathing picked up. Causing your chest to rise and fall heavily.

Just as the monster was closing in on you, you let out a screeching noise in fear inside of your dream. Yet somehow the noise manage to come from your sleeping body, sending your panicked dad rushing to your bedroom.

“Y/n?” Dean ran into the room, flipping on the light with a small pistol in his hand. The moment he saw you were passed out and had a look of fear on your face, he set the gun down.

He merely took a few seconds to regroup from thinking the worst. Rubbing his calloused hands over his face in relief before making his way over to you.

“Sweetheart, hey open your eyes baby.” His hands rubbed over your face gently, waking you up as easily as he could.

Two tear filled eyes shot open while your arms grabbed tightly onto Dean’s neck.

“The munsters was gon’ get me, Daddy.” You cried out in a muffled tone. Talking with your mouth against his shoulder.

“It was just a dream, there’s no monster.” Dean rubbed your back with one hand and held the back of your head with the other.

No! Munsters are real, Daddy! You an uncle says so!” Pushing away from Dean’s touch, you looked him right in the eye. “The big bad wolf was gon’ get my toes.”

“You remember what Uncle Sammy and Daddy do right?” He asked, wiping the tears from your crystal green eyes.

“Beat up munsters with Cassy.” You half sniffled, moving little strands of your brown hair out of the way.

“Daddy wouldn’t ever let any monsters get his little Princess.”

“Never ever never?” You asked, tilting your head to the side for reassurance with small puppy dog eyes looking up into his.

“Not ever. And Daddy’s got weapons to beat the bad guys and monsters up with.” Dean raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly.

“Like what?” You asked curiously. Your voice only barley hoarse from crying.

“Like these right here.” Balling up his fists he moved it forward a bit, making you giggle. “Now give me knuckles.” Just as he did, you balled your fist up as well. Pushing it to his.

As soon as you did, two hands scooped around to your sides. Tickling your ribs.

“If you see any monsters, what are you gonna tell em’?” Dean stood from your bed, covering you back up with your blankets.

“Daddy’s gon’ kick your butt!” You giggled with the most innocent of smiles.

“That’s my girl.” Bending down he placed a kiss on your forehead. “I’ll go take care of the big bad wolf for hurting my little girl. You get some sleep.” You nodded with a determined look on your face.

Turning off your light, Dean made his way to the kitchen to make some coffee. Sure it was only 1am, and he only got a few hours of sleep. But he promised he would make sure the monsters wouldn’t get you. And he meant it.

anonymous asked:

hi mom! can you please do the apartment!au for shinee?

me back at it again with the shinee aus when will i stop


  • when someone asks him if he has kids onew is always like ,,,,,,, do i really look that old,,,,,,, and the person is like oh no!! i was just asking?? and onew has to excuse himself and sit in his apartment quietly for the next four hours lamenting over how he’s become a Dad without having any actual kids
  • calls over jonghyun to help him see if he’s got any grey hairs growing
  • tried to keep plants for a while but they all died and sat on his windowsill for a month before he remembered to throw them out
  • is pretty indifferent to how his apartment actually looks and he gets scolded by key because “hyung,,,,,your bed sheets are hot pink and your rug is mustard yellow and your pillows are zebra stripes this place is a Hot Mess”
  • onew’s most well known for being really really good at saving up money. like ,,,,,, he knows all the grocery stores that are having sales on eggs like a month in advance. the old ladies love him
  • he’s always got coupons in his wallet and coupons pinned to his fridge like you won’t catch onew paying those extra 75 cents for milk no sirie
  • and you’ve been wondering for the past couple of weeks,,,,,,where the hell your sunday coupons have been going. someone always delivers a flyer of a bunch of them over the weekend but you haven’t gotten any???? and it’s so weird
  • but one day as you’re leaving early to get some laundry done you open your door and there’s your neighbor onew,,,,,,in his hands,,,,,,,,your coupon flyer
  • and you’re like “THIEF”
  • and onew is like “wAIT ,,,,, I CAN EXPLAIN”
  • and you’re like “four weeks of coupons. you owe me FOUR. WEEKS. OF. COUPONS.”
  • and onew is like,,,,,,,,,fine ill give you all the coupons i have right now to make up for it and you’re like pfft how much is that like five??
  • but he legitamtely pulls out a wad of coupons that looks like a wad of cash and you’re like holy shit there’s like fifty in here and onew is like “im the King of getting thos Good Deals”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god but also you’re interested,,,,,like how does one become the king of good deals
  • and onew is like “it all begins with a zen body and a zen soul,,,,,and then you think about how money rules everything and if you can get bread ten cents cheaper today that ten cents can save you tomorrow”
  • and you’re looking at him like woah,,,,,,,,,,,,,why am i so attracted to you right now
  • and onew is like “oh it’s because im also handsome” and you’re like good point
  • and he’s like “ill take you out sometime when i get enough coupons to get us two free dinners at the kfc down the street”


  • you know those neighbors who decorate their door for every holiday even if they don’t celebrate that holiday. that’s jonghyun. 
  • like jonghyun you’re not irish why is your door covered in green banners and glitter and pots of gold and a life size cutout of a leprechaun,,,,,,,st.patricks day isn’t even that popular in korea
  • but also like jonghyun is really hard not to like because he’s got a glowing personality that’s so upbeat and open minded ,,,,,,,well then there’s probably some Sad Salty people who wouldn’t like it
  • but you know,,,,,, he’s cute if he sees the grandma’s outside practicing their morning yoga he’s like “doing great ladies~” and he like ruffles kids hair or gives them snacks that he’s bring back home
  • like he’s a cheerful guy and his apartment is obviously that of a laidback person because he’s got blankets like everywhere and half-eaten bowls of cereal on the floor next to magazines thrown haphazardly here and there
  • but like if anyone has any complaints he’s like “hey, my kitchen has a vase with a flower in it that isn’t dead. that’s all the aesthetic i need”
  • mostly he uses his bedroom as a practice studio and sometimes he gets too loud but if anything people like his voice too much to tell him to stop
  • and you know jonghyun because of a tiny little,,,,,,,,,,,ok very big,,,,,feud you’ve both had going on when it comes to new years decorations
  • like every year you see jonghyun go all out and finally you were like, you know what, i wanna do that too
  • and so you ended up buying a wreath slightly bigger than his and getting lights on your door and jonghyun,,,,,,,,,,,well jonghyun decided this was a battle now
  • and so every time new year comes around everyone is like whoose door is gonna be prettier yours or jonghyuns???? 
  • and this year jonghyun even paid onew fifty bucks to stand infront of his door dressed as a snowman for added Effect
  • but you know onew so all it took was some food and onew betrayed jonghyun in a heartbeat and jonghyun,,,,,well jonghyun ends up pounding on your door and he’s like “that’s against the rules you can’t BRIBE my decorations,,,,”
  • and you’re like “there are no rules jonghyun also did you just call onew a ‘decoration’??” and jonghyun is like NOT THE POINT why are you trying so hard to beat me
  • and you’re like im not,,,,,,i jsut want a pretty door and he’s like HEY don’t play innocent and you’re like hmm,,,,idk what you’re talking about,,,,,,
  • and jonghyun is like “you took away my snowman, now i can take something of yours away!” and he reaches out to take off your wreath but then he’s like “wait. is this made of mistletoe?”
  • and you’re like “yeah wh- oh wait” and jonghyun’s hand is already lifting and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,we’re under the mistletoe wreath,,,,,,” and you’re like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but we’re enemies”
  • and jonghyun is like “in the end you’re the cutest neighbor ive ever head and we can keep being enemies but like why not kiss and see where that takes us?”
  • and you’re like oh my god how did he transition from being pissed at me to flirting with me so naturally
  • but you’re like you know,,,,whatever jonghyun IS pretty cute himself so you lean up and jonghyun uses his free hand to cup your cheek
  • and when you pull back you’re like “so? we’re still enemies?”
  • and jonghyun is like “well,,,,,,,,,how about this you give me another kiss and i take this wreath and we’ll call it even. maybe we’ll even call it,,,,, are you free this weekend for a date?” 


  • put his dogs names up next to his on his nameplate outside his apartment 
  • more pet furniture than people furniture,,,,,,closet bigger than my hopes and dreams,,,,,,a stock of different wines in the refrigerator as well as an assortment of cheeses and grapes
  • is the only member of his group to have actually purchased wine glasses to drink wine. onew drinks it out of a mug, jonghyun broke all his glasses, minho drinks from the bottle and taemin is banned from wine. and anything that isn’t really lite beer
  • everyone who owns a dog in the building admires key because holy moly,,,,,he keeps them so well cleaned and they’re so well mannered and key is like “Yes, these are my Children”
  • a really good neighbor because for the most part he just locks himself in his room and watches dramas while shit talking them over the phone with friends
  • and when he does have people over it’s like,,,,,it’s never loud or crazy they all just sit in a circle and discuss the Drama while looking at fashion magazines or doing face masks like how,,,,,,ideal
  • speaking of Drama key lives for the building drama like omg what did miss kim do with the other miss kim’s husband last weekend WOAH do tell
  • you know key because out of everyone on your floor you,,,,,literally have never gotten into a fight with anyone or started anything and key is just like ,,,,,,,whenever he sees you he’s like how can a person be so lowkey 
  • and key is sure you’re hiding something so one afternoon you hear a knock on your door and there’s key,,,,,,,,holding a bottle of what you presume is like champagne and he’s like “we haven’t properly got to know each other so i came over to offer you a drink ^^” and you’re like o,,,oh sure come in
  • and key is like looking around and you’re like oh no is he judging me??? but in reality he’s just trying to see if there’s anything weird about you or like,,,,,,,,if there’s anything that gives away a secret
  • but you moved in only a couple of months ago so you haven’t done much with decorating
  • and you like take the bottle of champagne but you can’t open it no matter how hard you try and key chuckles because,,,,how cute and opens it with like a flick of his wrist
  • and you two sit,,,,,,at first in awkward silence as key swivels the glass around in his hand and you’re taking nervous sips trying to think of small talk
  • and key finally is like “tell me the truth: you’re actually a royal in hiding?” and you’re like fhljsasfd what???? and key sits back and is like “there has to be something about you,,,,,,,,something about you that you want no one to know since you have become close to anyone else out of your neighbors”
  • and you’re like????? i mean not really im just a busy ,,,,,,person???/
  • and key is like hmmmmm and you’re like “i,,,,,uh,,,,,,really hated this recent drama” and key perks up and is like “oh - why?” and i guess you just get super heated about this drama
  • because you end up talking for a while about how bad the plot is and how the actors could have been put in another better work and key is like “fINALLY, someone unDERSTANDS ME”
  • and you two both just go off about how you hated the main antagonist and for all the wrong reasons and how the main girl was such a mary sue and blah blah blah
  • you guys end up talking for like four freakin hours until key is like “i need to go and feed the kids!!” and you’re like kids?? wait oh dogs
  • and key is like “i thought you were gonna turn out to be some kind of freaky bug collector or something,,,,,,but you’re really cool and we should totally meet up and watch that other drama coming out so we can talk about how it’s definitely going to be a horrible nightmare”
  • and you’re like ok????/ at the bug collector thing but ok!!!!! and meeting up
  • and key smiles and he’s like “also, you look cuter with your hair down like this. really casual and nice. keep it like that more often” and then he’s gone and you’re left with a pounding heart a bit and half a bottle of champagne 


  • more gym equipment then necessary in his apartment,,,,,used those display cabinets that usually house like silverware to display all his signed soccer balls
  • has a ps4 but only to play one game: fifa
  • to put it bluntly his place looks like a ‘bachelors pad’ but at least it isn’t as messy as jonghyuns (or as hoarded up as taemins)
  • and for the most part minho is really liked by the neighbors because he actually takes the time to recycle and he’s nice enough to volunteer his time to help with morning exercise for the elderly if he can
  • but also minho please stop wearing a headband to bed,,,,,,no one does that,,,,,,,,, please
  • has the habit of putting the tv volume all the way up during a game and sometimes also yelling even louder than that tv and he’s had some noise complaints made about him,,,,,,im not going to lie
  • but he’s just a passionate boy who really loves sports and has a good heart like he calls his mom every chance he gets and gives some of his money to charities to help fund more afterschool sports clubs for kids like,,,,,,,a sweetheart
  • and you’ve been friends for a good while. sometimes you’ll come over and watch the games with minho and his friends and yes there are times when you’re there for the actual game. other times it’s because he orders an insane amount of pizza and you’re all about that
  • but also like,,,,,,,,,,for as long as you’ve known him,,,,you’ve always found minho like really super cute,,,,,,,
  • so seeing his concentrated face on the game, handsome features like a strong jaw and soft brown eyes like,,,,,,,you don’t mind coming over for the View
  • but as always,,,,,you somehow end up embarrassing yourself in front of the people you like
  • and it’s the most embarrassing when you lock yourself out of your apartment and knock on minho’s and he’s like “what’s up?? why do you look so down??” and you’re like “minho,,,,,,,we have a problem”
  • and when you purpose the idea of opening his window so you can climb out of it and try and stretch your leg out to the ledge of your own apartments balcony
  • minho is like,,,,,,,, “we’re five floors up though,,,,,,” and you’re like pfft that’s nothing ILL BE FINE
  • but then you two open the window and you look down and you’re like ok frick no i wont be fine
  • and minho is like “hey, you can spend the night here and in the morning get the landlord to unlock your door” and you’re like ,,,,,,,,spend,,,,,the night,,,,,,,
  • and minho grins and is like “ill take the couch, you can have my bed!” and you’re like oh my god,,,,and he’s like “here you can borrow a shirt of mine to sleep in since you don’t want to sleep in what you wore outside” 
  • and you’re like,,,,,this feels very,,,,,,intimate
  • and when you change into the oversized jersey you’re like,,shyly coming out and minho is on the couch and when he looks up like not even he can hide his obvious stare
  • and you’re like WELL ILL JUST ,,,,,,,,, go to sleep and he’s like “it’s 8pm though” and you’re like Right,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and you sit down beside him on the couch and it’s a little (a lot) awkward but then minho is like “how about i teach you to play FIFA?” 
  • and you agree and before you know it you’ve got your hands on the controller and minho is cheering you on and you’re like i SUCK but he’s like you’re doing great!!!!
  • and once you get your first goal minho like pulls you into a hug and you snuggle your face into his chest
  • bUT THEN YOU’RE BOTH LIKE OH SHIT IM SORRY!!! And let go and it’s like you’re both blushy and like ok someone cut the tension with a knife just tell each other you like each other and makeout let’s gooooo 


  • described as “interesting” by most of the people in the building 
  • has no sense of like,,,,,,throwing things out like he’s very much a hoarder and likes to collect trinkets and things he finds amusing but then forgets about in like 10 minutes but like now it’s here,,,,taking up shelf space
  • you know when people are like “i just picked this up off the floor and wore it” like taemin does that but he literally does that like ,,,, it’s not like he pulls things out of his closet it’s like “oh! there’s a shirt on the kitchen counter and some pants hanging off the bathroom wall,,,,,,,ok good outfit”
  • but he also has some kind of cute, nostalgic things in his apartment like pressed flowers he’s hung in frames and pictures of him and his friends when he was really young
  • and he never bothers anyone, sure he can come off a little,,,,,,eccentric with mostly black and white wardrobe, multiple piercings, and like,,,,,long skinny body
  • but like,,,,,he’s sweet also the neighborhood stray animals are attracted to him like a magnet. they’ll follow him home and he always has to carry them back out onto the sidewalk with a really sad face
  • and your window is right across from taemins,,,,,like you’re neighbors but in different buildings but you also see him around the neighborhood a lot
  • and you’re like well one day you notice that when you look out of your window at like 3 am because you’re up doing work you see the lights on in taemin’s living room and then you see him?????????
  • dancing????????
  • to like???? a song from the 70s???? and then straight up like trot music and you don’t mean to be Weird and stare but there he is sliding around his living room dancing
  • and you think it’s endearing because tbh you have your own Weird quirks about you that you’ll do when no ones watching like everyone does it
  • but it’s cute and nice to know that there are other people out there who dance to old music at 3 am
  • and maybe it’s because of taemin or maybe because you always wanted to do it you turn on this popular idol groups song at like 3 am one day and decide you’re gonna teach yourself some moves
  • and you’re trying to get into it, really just giving up on actual dance steps and just like dancing around your house being weird and like serenading your pillow
  • and when you do a twirl you look over and you swear you see taemin’s lights on as well
  • and you’re like dhkgjf i need to stop before he,,,,,,sees me like i saw him
  • but the next morning as you’re at the bus stop you notice taemin is there too and he’s ???? walking over to you???//
  • and you don’t talk much but he’s like hey!! and you’re like hi?? and he’s like “so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,you dance at random times at night too?”
  • and you turn cherry red because oH GOD HE,,,,saw you
  • but taemin is just grinning and he’s like “it’s fun right? i bet a lot of people do it but it’s cool that we’re neighbors that both do it - that way we probably don’t bother each other!!”
  • and you swallow but you’re embarrassed and you’re like,,,,,,,,,, “i can’t believe you saw that,,,,,,” and taemin just gives you a shocked expression and he’s like 
  • “don’t be so flustered, it’s cool!!!!!! we should have a dance-over one day”
  • and you’re like a dance-over?? and taemin’s grinning again and he’s like yeah! it’s a sleep-over but instead of sleep we dance!!!!1
  • and you’re like huh omg that sounds fun and he’s like it is here, take my number
  • and he pulls a pen from his bag and flips your hand over to scribble down numbers on your palm and you’re like hehe because it tickles
  • but the bus is coming and taemin is like i gtg, but text me!!!!! and he gives you another smile
  • this one that makes you realize that up close,,,,,,taemin is so damn cute and now you have his number like,,,,,,,,,,,,way to GO and it’s all thanks to you two being big dorks who love to get jiggy with it at night LOL 

prompt: #8 “Don’t touch him!” 
pairing: destiel
tags: bullying tw, punk!cas, hurt/comfort, violence tw, high school au
a/n: why do I always write about alistair being a bully, where is my inspiration
for @envydean

“Alistair, please-”

“You think you can come away with begging, you little faggot?” Alistair scoffed as he pushed Castiel further up against the wall. 

He scraped Castiel’s back against the rough stone, not caring that the other whimpered and hissed. His jacket lay useless on the ground, covered in mud, so his bare arms scratched against the wall as well. A few guys stood around, laughing but not doing anything.  "I don’t fall for those pretty blue eyes, you know that right? I’m not a weirdo or a freak, like you.“

While Castiel thought Alistair was exactly those two things, he thought it was better not to say so, seen his situation. If he had a little more muscle, he’d give Alistair a few good punches in the face. He huffed, he wasn’t going to go down without a fight.

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[You pay One a visit at his studio]

You leaned against the doorway watching your boyfriend run-through his forms for the umpteenth time. The children of his class following his every move. He looked so focus as he perfected his stance. His voice strong and loud as he talked his kids through each move.

He’d already gone over his class time by fifteen minutes, he was so focused on teaching he hadn’t noticed that every single one of the kids had their eyes on the clock. He was still teaching his oldest class, most of them in early elementary school. Poor kids were there all night. Maybe it was time you saved them?

You cleared your throat rather loudly to get his attention and laughed seeing the look of annoyance on Jaewon’s face, of anyone who dared to interrupt his class. “J-Jagi?” he blushed seeing you standing there. “What are you doing here?”

“Teacher!!!” the kids cheered, happy to see you, but none of them dared leave their position.

“Hey kids” You laughed walking inside, bowing to his students. “Jaewon-ah you’re over time?” you pointed to your watch, smirking.

He looked rather flustered realizing that and turned to his kids. “Sorry about that. Alright, kids let’s wrap it up!” he tightened his belt, letting out a strong command and lead them through their last forms.


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Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring: none

Words: 892

Warning: none

Tags: none

Request: none

Notes: this is my first Barry imagine (or maybe drabble) so I really hope you like it!

Originally posted by wells-bennett

It was your second cup of coffee that morning and you still were asleep as fuck. Last night was a rough one. It had been your first day at the Central City Police Department and you had seen your first murder. Of course, you couldn’t close your eyes during the night without seeing it over and over again in your head. The result was being exhausted on your second day and considering to inject the coffee straight into the vein.

You were supposed to be at the police station in half hour so you got up from your seat at Jitters and went to the bar to order another one to take away. While you waiting in line you looked around. That was the first time you saw him.

He was sitting at a table, in front of another guy with dark medium length hair. He was thin but you could see he was fit as well, he had green bright eyes and short brown hair. But that wasn’t what caught your attention. It was his smile. The most genuine smile you had seen in a long time. Somehow it made your heart race and smile. Just then, he looked around and spotted you so you quickly looked away, biting your lip and feeling your cheeks getting red. You were always so obvious with this kind of things.

After a few moments, you looked back to where he was just to see that he was looking at you, but the moment your eyes met he looked at his friend. Yet, you could see a smile forming on his lips. You chuckled a little but the barista took you out of your thoughts.

“A coffee. Take away, please”, you smiled as you put the money on the bar.

While you waited for your coffee you looked back the table where that guy was. He was talking to his friend which gave you time to take in more of him. He was wearing some jeans, a white t-shirt and a blazer, along with some black Convers. It made him look so good. Of course, just then he looked back at you so you looked back away, pretending to be focused on the muffins next to you.

“Here you go. Thank you”, the barista said.

You smiled at her and took your coffee. Then, you walked to the table where you were before and took your things. You were going to be late already and it was just your second day so you hurried out of the coffee house and ran to your car. Your boss was going to kill you.

When you got to the Police Station, you walked to your desk, putting your stuff on the top of it and letting you fall on the chair with a sigh. You weren’t that late, but you could feel the eyes of your boss on your back so you just started working. The next hour was stressful since you had to fill in so much paperwork due to the murder of the day before.

“Eh…excuse me, are you (Y/N)? I’ve been told to give you this evidence from the…” you looked up and dropped your pen the moment you saw the guy from Jitters in front of your desk. He was tall. “Oh…hi”, he said smiling immediately, making you smile as well.

“H-Hi…” you chuckled, feeling heat on your cheeks.

“What a small world”, he said putting the file he was holding under his arm.

“And yet I never ran into Beyoncé”, you replied quoting Chandler Bing from Friends. He laughed at your response and you swore it was one of the most beautiful sounds you had ever heard.

“I do like Friends as always”, he nodded.

“Then you can talk to me” you joked. “You are…?”

“Barry, Barry Allen. I’m the forensic scientist”, he said stretching out his hand.

“I’m (Y/F/N). Nice to meet you”, you replied shaking his hand. “So…you have something for me?” You asked with a sigh looking at the file.

“Oh yeah! I’m really sorry for giving you more work since…you look pretty busy but…these are the reports from the evidence of the murder we had yesterday”, he said handing you the brown file.

“Great” you smiled taking it. “Thank you”, you thanked him with a smile. “I…gotta get back to work” you said biting your lip.

“Me too” he nodded.

He put his hands into his pockets and walked away, so you forced yourself to focus back on the work. But a minute later, someone distracted you again, making you look up to see Barry standing in front of you.

“Sorry again” he smiled. “I was wondering if…” he looked around and chuckled, looking nervous, as he ran a hand through his hair.  “Would you like to…grab a coffee sometime? With me?”

The proposal took you totally off guard but it still made you smile at the same time you got nervous.

“Sure. I… would love to”, you smiled at him. “Maybe tomorrow? Breakfast at Jitters? Maybe 9 a.m.? It takes me a while to get out of bed” You suggested. He laughed a little and nodded.

“Looking forward to it”, he said walking away again.

This time, before leaving the office, he turned to look at you once again, smiling as he saw you looking back at him.

Prompt Request 5


Kol x Reader, it’s a little angsty but mostly fluff. 

Warnings: Smut if you squint and swearing

Requested by: @originalbish98

Originally posted by linseymorgan

‘Y/N, please smile. I feel like the worst friend ever,’ Bonnie stared at Y/n, a worried expression on her face. ‘ Bon, I’m sorry,’ she apologized,’ but I don’t know if I’m ready yet.’ Y/N shifted in the passenger seat of Bonnies car, she watched the people coming out of the Grill. ‘ Listen, Y/N, I know this is hard, but it’s been four weeks since Kol  broke up with you.’ Bonnie said carefully and rested her hand on Y/N’s. Y/N bit her tongue, trying to ignore the pain that was starting to rise in her chest. She threw her head back and sighed. No matter what she did, Y/N couldn’t forget the moment in that she learned what it means to have a broken heart. ‘Come on, I swear it will be fun,’ Bonnie tried to excite her. Y/N nodded her head in defeat and left the car. She followed Bonnie into the Grill. Bonnie had picked out a nice outfit for her, arranged a Girls night with Caroline and Elena and promised her to find a super handsome guy. Y/N prayed to God that she wouldn’t excel at the latter. When they entered the Grill, Elena and Caroline were already playing pool. Both of them were smiling and holding a fancy drink. ‘He Girls,’ Bonnie called out. They turned around. It was obvious that Elena was already a little tipsy. Y/N forced herself to smile. It was as if she had forgotten how to have fun. She cursed herself for ever letting Kol have that much power over her feelings. ‘ Alright, Y/N, I’ll go and order some fancy drinks for us,’ Bonnie laughed. ‘Get the one with the straw and the small umbrella,’ Elena giggled. Caroline wrapped an arm around Y/N’s shoulder,’ you look amazing! Ready to forget that jerk?’ Y/Ns friends had never liked him. Kol has a bad reputation, Y/N was aware of that. But she got to knew the true Kol. The Kol she had fallen in love with and she always believed he would never hurt her. ‘Here,’ Elena laughed, poked her with a cue stick and handed it to her.  Bonnie returned with two drinks. ‘ This one is for you, There’s lots of alcohol in there,’ she winked at Y/N and made her laugh. Y/N took a few sips and suddenly she could hear the music get louder, see the man get more attractive, and feel her mood getting better. 

‘And then I looked at him and was like, well with a face like yours, I too would need to get laid.’ The four of them started laughing. Bonnie had just told them about some guy who tried to hit on her. Y/N was drunk now and slowly it got rather uncomfortable than funny. ‘Hey Caroline,’ Elena whispered,’ what about that guy? He looks hot,’ Y/N noticed the girls exchanging looks. ‘Oh no, Oh no,’ she giggled,’ I’m not gonna go home with some random guy.’ ‘Yes you are,’ Bonnie laughed and started shoving her towards the handsome stranger. She climbed onto the barstool, a little shaky. ‘ Hey,’ Y/N chuckled. This was going to be a dilemma. She couldn’t keep a straight face. The man turned around. He was tall, light skin, blond hair and beautiful green eyes. Y/N could feel butterflies in her stomach. Or maybe just alcohol. ‘Hello beautiful,’ the stranger said. Y/N turned around to make eye contact with the girls, who were laughing like crazy. ‘I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.’ she smiled,’ I’m Liam. What brings a nice lady like you here?’ Liam asked, wasting no time to just stare at her lips and body. Somewhere in the back of her head Y/N could tell that she didn’t like where this was going, but she just ignored it. ‘ Well,’ she flirted,’ I’m looking for some company.’ Y/N wrapped a strand of hair around her finger and played with it. ‘ I see, it would be a pleasure to keep a  woman like you company,’ Liam flirted back, with no shame. ‘Great, you can start with buying me a drink,’ Y/N said with a lot of confidence,’ and then you may dance with me.’ She turned around and winked at the Girls, who were hollering at them. 

Y/N opened the door to her house. She entered and soon Liam did too. ‘Nice house,’ he said and started attacking her. He started kissing her neck and her jaw. Y/N closed her eyes, trying to enjoy it. But Liam was not Kol. He smelled different, he touched her in a different way and most important, he didn’t feel like Kol. ‘Eh, wait Liam,’ she weakly shoved him away,’ why don’t we have another drink? I’m pretty thirsty.’ Y/N lied and started making her way to the kitchen. Liam sighed and followed, like a lost puppy. ‘ Would you rather have wine or whiskey?’ she asked, starring into her cupboard. ‘I’d rather have you,’ Liam answered and Y/N almost started laughing. Since she was starting to sober up, the whole situation seemed more and more hilarious. ‘ Wine, alright. If you want you can wait on the couch.’ Y/N offered, politely. Y/N filled her glass to the prime and immediately started emptying it. Then she filled it again and filled Liam’s glass to. ‘Alright,’ Y/N handed Liam his glass and sat next to him on the couch. ‘Cheers,’ before she could even take a sip, Liam had started assaulting her body again. Y/N just sighed. This was getting too much. She would not have sex with this jerk. ‘Ok, Liam, calm down.’ He straightened up and groaned. ‘Look, beautiful,’ he was still trying to charm her,’ I didn’t come here to watch you emptying one wine bottle after the other, ok?’ He mustered her to figure out if she had gotten the hint. ‘Well, Liam, Mister ,I’m fucking desperate for sex’ I suppose you should go then.’ Y/N couldn’t tell why she was so aggressive all of a sudden but she sure as hell was. ‘Bitch,’ was all Liam muttered before he rose from the couch and started putting on his coat. Y/N followed him to the door. She really was petty. Liam opened the door and stormed out. ‘ If you ever wanna watch me empty two bottles in a hour, call me,’ Y/N giggled. In the corner of her eyes she could see somebody close their car. Y/N shrugged and shut the front door. She was about to turn around and empty her and Liam’s glasses as someone knocked on her door. Y/N groaned and massaged the brick of her nose. Slowly, she opened the door. ‘Liam, as I said-’ Y/N stumbled a few steps backwards.


In front of her was standing the man who had hurt her like no other. Y/N’s hands were shaking, her knees were weak and her heart pounded like crazy in her chest. ‘ I tried, but I just can’t stay away from you anymore.’ Kol muttered. His eyes were glassy and his voice shaky. ‘Y/N, please ask me to come inside. I have to feel you. I-I have to wrap my arms around you again.’ Y/N could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. She was trying to be mad, she was trying to scream at him and ask him what the fuck that was supposed to mean, but she couldn’t. All she felt was an aching need, telling her to kiss him and hold him again. ‘Please, Y/N, I know you are mad but, I’m begging you. I can’t take this.’ Kol looked just like she felt. ‘Come in, Kol,’ was all she could whisper. Not even a second passed, before she felt Kol’s strong arms wrapped around her, pressing her into his chest. Y/N could feel tears streaming down her cheeks and him kissing her forehead. Kol muttered, a thousand,  I’m Sorry’s, into her ear. Y/N’s whole body was shivering and she sobbed without control. ‘ I couldn’t sleep anymore, Y/N. I couldn’t feed or laugh. To think keeping you away from me was a good idea was the biggest mistake I ever made, but I just wanted to protect you,’ Kol kissed the tears from her cheeks,’ I will never leave you again, did you hear me Y/N? Please say something,Y/N, please.’ Y/N couldn’t focus, she just stared into the void. She waited for the relieve to kick in. But nothing happened. ‘Why am I not feeling anything,Kol?’ she whimpered. ‘Kol swallowed hard. He was unsure of what to do. Feelings were something he rarely experienced and in the first months of dating, he had struggled a lot. But he knew that what they felt for each other was strange to both of them. The deep love, that connected them. Kol had spent all the lonely nights, imagining what would happen if they reunited but now he was overwhelmed. Kol lifted her up, gently, wrapping her legs around his waist. He speed over to the couch. She was on top. Straddling him. ‘Look at me, Y/N,’ he whispered. Y/N lifted her head. The expression on her face made him hate himself, to know he did this to her. ‘I will make it up to you. I promise you that I’ll make you feel something again, ok?’ Kol looked at her searching for an answer. Y/N nodded weakly. He unbuttoned her blouse, tracing his fingers across her chest. She stopped him. Pressing his hand to her chest. Kol could feel the heartbeat of the woman he loved, right under his palm. ‘ I love you, Y/N. I love you so much.’

 He connected their lips and in that moment Y/N started to feel again.

‘maybe’ (damon salvatore au)

Plot: You get stood up on a date at a restaurant that your ex Tyler Lockwood frequents. Panicking, you pull a handsome stranger to you and he graciously agrees to be your fake date. Of course, things don’t ever go smoothly as they seem.

Pairings: Damon Salvatore x Reader, Tyler Lockwood x Reader

Warnings: cursing, slight violence, sudden kissing

A/N: Hello everyone!! This is my first official Damon piece. I think it kind of sucks but I also kind of like it! Please let me know what you think! (also no gifs are mine!)

You’d been waiting for over an hour and your date still hadn’t shown up. It was your first date after getting out of a three year relationship, and boy was it a hit to your ego. You were about to get up and leave when you saw your ex out of the corner of your eye. Without thinking, you grabbed the person closest to you and and pulled them into the seat next to yours.

“Look I’m so sorry, but my ex just walked in here and if I’m sitting alone, I’ll just look pathetic so please play along for a few,” you whisper, keeping an eye out for your ex and still not looking at the person you pulled next to you.

“So my options for tonight are a) go on a fake date with a girl who’s got nice hair or b) go home and drink. Eh, I think I’ll pick b.” You hear the guy next to you shrug and try to stand, and you pull him down once again.

“Look,” you turn to face him and for a second, you forget how to breathe. He’s got piercing blue-green eyes, teal almost. His hair is raven-colored and shaggy, a tuft falling across his forehead as he looks at you with furrowed brows. Oddly enough, he seemed familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on how. Had you hooked up with him? No, you certainly would’ve remembered a man like him. A hand waving in front of you pulls out out of your daze.

“My name’s Damon. What did you want to say?” He watches you, a glimmer of recognition in his eyes as he takes in your features.

“S-sorry, Damon. My name is Y/N, and I’m sorry that I just pulled you down. But my date stood me up and this would’ve been my first date after getting out of a three year relationship, and–”

“Hey, hey, relax,” he lays a hand on your shoulder and raises his brows. “I’ll pretend to be your date.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you smile widely and squeeze his shoulder. “Dinner’s on me, okay? And order as many drinks as you want. I know you’d rather drink at home, but you’re here now so might as well. Right?”

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“Right,” he chuckles and places a hand over your shoulder. “Douchebag is heading our way.”

“What?” You furrow your brows as Damon grabs a menu and looks it over. Before you can press him further, your ex walks over to you and leans against the table.

“Ah, Y/N. What a sight for sore eyes,” he smiles widely, almost teasingly as he looks at Damon. “And who is this?”

“Hey Tyler. This is my date, Damon,” you put on a fake smile and Damon looks up from the menu, narrowing his eyes at Tyler.

“Ah, Tyler the ex. I’m Damon, as the pretty lady said. Nice to meet you,” he smirks and holds a hand out to Tyler who accepts the gesture.

“How did you two meet?” Tyler smirks at Damon and I, just waiting for something to seem out of place.

“We live in the same apartment complex. She had ten boxes and multiple large bags and she refused help until I told her the elevator was broken. It wasn’t, but I needed an excuse to get to know her,” Damon smiles at you over his shoulder and you laugh, shaking your head as you remember that day.

So that’s where you knew him from! You knew he looked familiar. Your first day in the complex was so hard; you’d never lived alone before, everything was so foreign to you. You felt anxious and couldn’t sleep and found yourself having a panic attack a few times throughout the night. You couldn’t remember much from your first few weeks at your apartment.

“Nice,” Tyler chuckles and shakes his head and looks at you. “That’s a cheap whore move if I’ve ever seen one.”

“If anyone is a cheap whore here, Tyler, it’s you. You cheated, not me!”

“I only cheated because you’re a worthless piece of–”

“Watch your ugly little mouth, Tyler,” Damon stands up, fists clenched at the sides as he glares at Tyler. “You’re going to either walk back to your table or get the hell out of here before I beat you to a pulp.”

“Right, like that’s–”

Before Tyler can finish his sentence, he’s sent to the ground by one of Damon’s punches. Damon moves to punch him again, but you stand and grab his arm. Without a word to him, you start walking out of the restaurant and pull him along with you.

“What are you doing? Let me give that guy a piece of–”

You turn around and press your lips against his, relief and calm settling over you as he gently snakes his arms around your waist.

“I thought you didn’t remember me?” Damon whispers, kissing your jaw as you move your head back.

“You looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out why. To be honest, the first few weeks at the apartment were a blur,” you sigh as he bites down on your neck. “Maybe we should take this to my place?”

“Maybe,” he pulls away from you, a smirk on his face as he wraps an around your waist and uses the other one to hail a cab. You never thought getting stood up would lead to so much fun.

New Beta - Part 3

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 1689

Author’s Note: So this is the last part. This was seriously so fun to write. I want to thank @danny-the-coolest for looking it over for me! Enjoy babes!


I see Stiles black out and I immediately kneel by his side placing both my hands on the sides of his face.

“Stiles?! Stiles c’mon. No no no no c’mon Stiles you need to wake up,” my eyes tear up as I sit and put his head in my lap. I run my fingers through his hair as I beg him to wake up. Scott watches Stiles carefully to see if the bite is healing or not. I sniffle as I lean down placing a kiss to his forehead.

“Please wake up. I need you. I may not show it often but I do, Stiles. Remember when you told me that I’m the only person that keeps you sane? Well, it turns out that you keep me sane as well. I-I don’t think I can live without you, so if you could wake up that’d be great,” tears slide down my cheek as he still remains unconscious.

As bad as the situation is right now he still manages to look absolutely stunning. I look at his pale pink lips wondering what it’d be like to kiss him. I’ll probably never be able to find out because he’s so infatuated with Lydia. I decide to do something ballsy and place a light peck to his lips before placing a pillow under his head leaving Scott’s room to get some air.

I hold back the sobs as I run out the front door sitting on the steps of Scott’s porch. I run my fingers through my hair thinking of the what ifs. What if he never wakes up? I never got to tell him my feelings for him. I stare at nothing as my mind is completely blank and tears run down my pink tinted cheeks. I didn’t notice the sun going until Scott placed a hand on my shoulder. I jump slightly turning around to look up at him.

“I-Is he awake?” I ask with a sad tone in my voice. Scott smiles at me and nods his head.

“Yeah, he is. He’s sitting on my bed if you want to go talk to him.”

I get up quickly running into the house and up the stairs stopping in front of Scott’s bedroom door. I breathe out once before opening the door seeing Stiles sitting on the edge of the bed playing with his fingers. Is he nervous? He only plays with his fingers when he’s nervous.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask and he looks up quickly nodding his head.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” He smiles slightly and stands up in front of me.

“So, is there a reason why you’re so nervous?” I ask looking up at him.

“What makes you think I’m nervous?” He questions tilting his head slightly.

“Well I opened the door and you were sitting here playing with your fingers. You only play with your fingers when you’re nervous,” I point out and he sighs.

“I’m just worried what everyone’s going to think about me becoming a werewolf. I mean Lyd-” I cut him off with a scoff.

“Of course you’re thinking of how Lydia feels,” I spit running my hands through my hair out of jealousy pacing around Scott’s room, “I mean why don’t you ask me about how I felt? I was here the entire time worrying that you were gonna die. If you were so worried about Lydia maybe you should’ve told her that you planned on getting the bite and not me.” I turn to leave the room when I’m stopped by Stiles grabbing my hand.

“W-What was that? I’m not just thinking of just Lydia you know. I’m thinking of the entire pack. They’re so used to me being human that finding out I’m now a werewolf is gonna be a shocker to them. Scott told me how you felt and I immediately hated myself for making you so worried. That was never my intention. I just want to be able to help everyone, but also keep you safe. Can’t you see that by now? That all I’ve been trying to do is keep you safe from all of this! I don’t get why you always think that everything I say has to do something with Lydia unless-” 

I look away from him as a few tears slide down my cheek trying to get my hand out of his before he figures out that I’m jealous. I feel him let go of my hand as his other hand lifts my chin up wiping the tear away. He steps closer to me as my breath hitches in the back of my throat feeling my cheeks burn.

“You’re not jealous are you?” He asks me in a whisper staring deep into my eyes.

“N-No, why would I be jealous of Lydia? Because she’s got pretty strawberry blonde hair while I have regular brown hair, or maybe the fact that she’s got sparkling green eyes while mine are just brown, or is it because she’s got all the guys fawning over her and I can’t even get the one guy I’ve been in love with since I first met him to notice me? So, no Stiles I’m not-” I get cut off by Stiles planting his lips on mine and my eyes go wide.

My eyes flutter shut as I feel his hands move to my hips and I wrap my arms around his neck kissing him back. My hands roam back to both his cheeks as I kiss him with everything I’ve got. God this is amazing. I can’t believe Stiles is kissing me. Stiles moves one of his hands to the back of my head running his fingers through my hair as we pull away slowly, our heavy breathing the only sound in the room.

“W-What um what was that for exactly?” I whisper as he places his forehead against mine.

“I did that because I’ve wanted to do it ever since we met in that grocery aisle,” he says to me as his fingers gently rub my cheek.

“B-But I thought-”

“You thought wrong. I may have liked Lydia before, but Y/N, you were always there for me. You were there through thick and thin, even when I didn’t want to talk to anybody you were still there by my side comforting me. I fell in love with you so quickly I was honestly scared, but knowing that you’re also in love with me kind of gave me the confidence to kiss you just now. I also felt you place a kiss on my lips while I was unconscious unless that was Scott then I need to go have a talk with him,” he chuckles and I giggle along with him shaking my head.

I play with the buttons on his opened plaid shirt with a smile on my face. He loves me too. I look up at him to see him already looking at me before he places his lips back on mine again. I kiss back immediately this time as I pull him closer to me by his shirt. We get interrupted by Scott walking into the room. We pulled away abruptly both of us blushing furiously as Scott stands there with a smirk on his face.

“Am I interrupting something?” He asks knowing he did. I turn around hiding my face in Stiles’ chest as I hear the vibrations of him chucking.

“Um well maybe but, we can finish that conversation another time.” Stiles says smiling down at me.

*Night of the Full Moon*

The three of us are back in Scott’s room as the full moon starts to rise. We’ve chained Stiles’ hands up as he’s starting to feel the changes. I leave the room not standing the sight of Stiles chained up and in agony. I bite on my nails hearing Stiles continue to growl at Scott to leave and hear Scott tell Stiles that he isn’t going anywhere.

“Listen, Stiles, you need to find an anchor okay?” Scott tells him. I hear Stiles groan and him tugging on his chains. I stand in the doorway watching and Stiles looks up seeing me and our eyes connect. His eyes soften a little as he closes his eyes and looks to be in deep concentration. I look over at Scott worriedly then back at Stiles, it’s so weird to see Stiles as a werewolf, but he still looks really good. His breathing slows and he turns back into his human self.

“Stiles! You did it!” I say excitedly going over to him taking the chains off his wrists. Stiles breathes out a chuckle nodding his head.

“I found my anchor,” he says while looking up at me. I blush slightly looking back at Scott.

“I’ll um just leave you guys alone real quick. Just don’t have sex on my bed!” Scott says walking out the door. I bite my lip softly looking back at Stiles and he slides his hand into mine entwining our fingers.

“So, who’s your anchor? If you don’t mind me asking.” I ask him hoping that it’s me. He chuckles before placing a small kiss on my lips surprising me slightly.

“It’s you obviously,” he laughs lightly tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear, “I don’t know if this is the right time to ask but, would you maybe wanna be mine?” I run my fingers through the front of his hair smiling at him.

“I’ve always been yours Stiles but, to make it official, yes I’ll be yours.” I smile and he smiles back at me before leaning down kissing me for the fourth time this week. We pull away and head downstairs together to see the rest of the pack. They see us holding hands and smiles make their way onto all our friend’s faces.

“So, a few things. I’m now a werewolf,” everyone looks at Stiles in shock wondering if he was serious. They all looked to Scott and he nods his head saying that it was true.

“Well what’s the other thing?” Lydia asks looking from me to Stiles a knowing smirk on her lips.

“I finally got the girl,” he says looking down at me and I smile up at him pecking his cheek.

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Choosing the wrong Priorities Part 1

This is part one of a two part story in which Harry wants to use the Hendall ship to be in the news more. His girlfriend isn’t too fond of that idea though.  I hope you’ll like this story. According to Wattpad, it’ll take about 5 minutes to read. Also, I’m using Kendall’s name because of her relationship to Harry. I don’t have anything against her personally. 

Coming home to him was what I thought about the minute I shut the door behind me when I left in the morning. He would be asleep, now that he got to stay home more and I’d have to leave him behind with his cheeks flushed and his plumb lips slightly open as he snore quietly. The urge to kiss him would sometimes overwhelm me and I’d steal a small peck. When I came home he always told me that he loved the gentle kisses I gave in the morning. That it gave him a sense of what we were, each other’s.

And it was because of this that I would never have imagined what tumbled from his lips that night. I was absorbed into a different world when Harry sat down by my side and carefully pulled my book from my grasp, trying to make me give him my full attention.

“We need to talk about something. S'important, love.”

His words worried me at first, but I relaxed when he smiled warmly. I scooted back on the bed to make more space for him and sat into a cross-legged position.

“What is it?”

Harry cleared his throat and pushed some of his hair back that had fallen into his face. I resisted to grin, admiring how handsome and genuinely beautiful he was. I loved the way his green eyes sparkled in contrast to his black shirt and how soft the skin of his neck looked. The pink of his lips.

“Remember how I told you that I would be meeting with Jeff today to discuss some ideas he had?”

I nodded, recalling it to have been a few nights ago when we were cuddled up in bed.

“Did it go well?”

“Yeah. He’s got some pretty cool ideas for what the guys and me should do for our comeback. We really need to get right back into business, you know?”

“You will,” I said confidently. “You’re adored so deeply as well as widely.”

“I sure hope so,” he chuckled. “But there is this one thing Jeff proposed I should do. He said it’d be in order for people to not forget about me. And you won’t be too fond of it, but I must remind you that it would be really good for me.”

When the only answer he got was a frown he continued, his fingers twitching nervously in his lap.

“Y/N, there have been a lot of pictures of us together lately. In a restaurant, you and me grocery shopping, entering this house.”

“None of them are displays of affection. They’re no prove that we’re dating,” I interrupted quietly.

We had agreed to keep our relationship as private as we possibly could. Only immediate family and friends knew. And Harry’s management of course. Naturally, we did spend time together outside our apartment and of course paps occasionally snapped pictures of us, but with neither of us commenting on them, there wasn’t much of a story for anyone to tell.

“I know that,” Harry agreed, “but Jeff says that he gets questions about us every day. He’s worried for our relationship and how I’m gonna be treated by the public once I’ll get back into the spotlight.”

“So you mean he’s worried for your image.”

Harry hesitated before muttering: “He doesn’t want every question in the interviews we’ll give to be one that I can’t answer honestly.”

“I understand that,” I assured him, lacing my fingers with his gently, “but I’m already worried about Jeff’s proposition.”

A small smile danced on his lips when I caressed his cross tattoo on the back of his hand.

“It isn’t that bad,” Harry mumbled, though he avoided meeting my eyes. He took a deep breath. “Jeff wants me to kiss Kendall and have some paps photograph it.”

His tone was slightly higher than usual and I was hoping that he was joking.

“I’m sorry?”

My voice stayed surprisingly calm for someone who’d just been told that her boyfriend was to make out with one of his ex girlfriends. I knew that he was still on good terms with her and that they occasionally met up when he went to LA, but he always assured that their friendship was solely platonic. And now they were to change that for it to be her in the pictures and not me?

“Magazines would talk about it for a while and it’d allow rumors about us to calm down again. He’s throwing a party next weekend and thinks it would be the perfect place.”

“I know he is,” I said dubiously and pulled my hand from his grasp. “You invited me to go with you, remember? Are you just gonna take Kendall instead while I’m to stay home and act the good girl?”

“Actually,” Harry began but trailed off when he finally met my eyes.

“What?” I growled.

He took a deep breath. “Jeff says it’d be ideal for you to be there as well. Just to make it more believable. I would leave with Kendall n'maybe give the paps some PDA while you leave shortly after. Or the other way around. It doesn’t matter really so you can choose. ”

“Oh jeez, thanks, Harry.”

I let out a harsh breath and shot off the bed. Harry watched as I stomped over to the window, putting space between us.


“What happens if I say no?” I asked, finally my voice reflected my emotions by trembling.

Harry scratched the back of his neck. “S'not really an option. Kendall already said she’d be fine with it.”

“Of course she is.”

He dropped his head and pushed himself off the bed as well.

“Look, it’s only half as bad as you think it is right now. It will all be a show to please everyone and that’s it. You n'me are still together aft-”

“Are we?” I shrieked.

My fingers shook heavily, my vision was blurred as my eyes drowned with tears and Harry watched me with an almost frightened expression on his face. I felt like laughing at him. He had obviously expected this to go much different. Easier I supposed. With less resistance and more understanding on my part. But how could I? It felt like he was willingly replacing me with her.

“I mean,” I began and backed off when he moved closer to me, “Jeff knows right? And you know that you’re my boyfriend, right? Not hers. And that I am your girlfriend, not her. That it’s me who’s coming home to you, not-”

“It’s not about her, Y/N!” he interrupted, his voice resounding from the walls. “I know that I’m with you-”

“Then why can’t I be the only one who kisses you?” I yelled and forcefully pushed away his outstretched hands when he reached for me.

I stepped further back and held up my own hand, signaling him not to come any closer.  

“I can’t understand how you could possibly think that I would agree to this. Why would I?”

Harry turned away and pulled at his hair in frustration. “I thought you cared about me doing well in my career, that’s why.”

“Oh, don’t you pull that shit on me,” I said, the tears falling rapidly. “You’re my best friend and I love you. Of course I want you to do well.”

His green eyes sparkled with sympathy when he turned to look at me as my fingers hastily brushed the water from beneath my eyes. Guilt crossed his features.

“It’s not fair of you to try and bribe me,” I mumbled.

He stayed silent and the only noise remaining was my heavy breathing mixed with the faint sound of traffic outside. When he spoke his voice was quiet and careful.

“I can ask Jeff if you being there is really necessary,” he tried to soothe me.

“That’s not the point, Harry.”

He shook his head and let himself fall back down on the mattress with a groan, hiding his face behind his palms. I wrapped my arms around my middle and stared at him wordlessly. When he removed his hands again he spoke with finality in his voice.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. Truly. But this is going to happen. I understand why you’re not thrilled. M'sorry about that. But you’re making this a bigger deal than it has to be and I’m sure that if you’d just went along with it, you’d see that it’s the best solution for our problem.”

The compassion hadn’t quite left his eyes, but he looked at me like the discussion we were having was  over. Like it was him who had ultimately the last say in this. I raised my eyebrows. My bottom lip quivered when I spoke.

“Then it’s going to happen without me.”

“That can be arranged. M'sure Jeff’ll understand that you don’t want to be there when-”

“No”, I interrupted quietly. “I mean, then it will happen completely without me.”

Harry tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowing. He looked so lovely. Even with his forehead glistening and his curls a mess on top of his head from being pushed back roughly repeatedly. I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced myself to continue.

“Either you stay with me and don’t do this, or you kiss her, but then you and I are over.”  

His mouth dropped open and he got back to his feet. I was glad when he didn’t try to move closer again.

“You’d break up with me?”

My heart hurt at how soft and vulnerable his voice sounded. The green eyes filled with disappointment as his jaw tensed and the vain in his neck got more visible. I cleared my throat.

“I don’t want to be with you when I’m not good enough for your standards.”

“Who said anything of that?” Harry asked, annoyance clear in his tone.

“You did when you said kissing Kendall would be good for you and the solution for our problem!” I shouted, emphasizing the last word.

I forced myself not to back away again. Fighting with Harry felt awful and wrong. Our relationship was always one of loving words, not arguments. He always playfully said that he was more of a lover than a fighter anyway.

“I get it, okay? Having pictures of you and a hot model cruising through the internet is way better than pictures of us.”

“Y/N”, Harry tried, but there was nothing for him to say. He had already said enough.

“I feel like you’re asking if it’s okay for you to cheat on me and it’s not.”

“It’d be for my fucking job, Y/N!”

“It says nowhere in your contract that you have to make out with a model to hide your relationship, Harry! This is just a stupid idea from your manager to hide your problem, as you put it, and for some reason you find it a brilliant one! Your career wouldn’t suffer if you’d refuse this proposition.”

Harry looked at me like he couldn’t believe what I had just said.

“You’re just being difficult. You won’t break up with me over something this insignificant. It’s just a fucking kiss for god’s sake.”

And with that, we walked out on me, leaving me by the window with tears rolling down my cheeks. He didn’t even look back. I jumped when the sound of our front door shutting echoed. Not quite believing he just left I let out a broken hiss and angrily brushed the rest of my tears away. My feet carried me to our wardrobe where I stood onto my tiptoes to reach my duffle bag. I felt my heart break into pieces but I knew that I was doing what was right. I loved Harry. I truly did. But if he couldn’t see that he was mine as much as I was his, then this relationship wasn’t a healthy one. His words kept replaying in my head. You won’t break up with me over something this insignificant.

“Like hell I won’t.”

Harry POV

The sun hid behind heavy grey clouds as the trees marking the way swung back and forth with the wind. I shuddered. It felt as if the London air refused to stay warm for even one minute longer after sunset. My fingers pulled at the sleeves of my shirt and it only now occurred to me how long I must’ve stayed out. When I left Y/N standing in our bedroom the thin material had been more than enough to keep me comfortable. I scratched the back of my neck, guilt spreading from the pit of my stomach up to my throat. The keys between my fingers shook heavily as I noticed the lack of light in the house in front of me.

By coincident my former schoolfriend John had come to the city and after leaving Y/N to cool off I decided to pay him a visit. He hadn’t met Y/N and I wondered if it was smart to go to him after an argument with her. Usually the person I talked to was Gemma, though it wasn’t like Y/N and I fought often, on the contrary. She was always understanding, loving and too kind for the world. This had been the first time where she hadn’t supported one of my decisions, even when she disagreed, she at least supported me. How she couldn’t see that me getting associated with Kendall Jenner was a good thing, was beyond me. Of course I understood jealousy. God knows I felt it often enough, but this wasn’t about being unfaithful to her, it was about promoting myself. Furthermore, a happy management meant more pay and more favors, like days off.

Due to John not knowing Y/N, I figured if anyone wouldn’t hesitate to call me out if I was in the wrong, it’d be him. And he was.

While yelling back and forth with her, it was a mystery to me how Y/N could possibly act the way she did. Why she refused being a help in my career, her, the person meant to always support me, even when it meant me having a meaningless make out session with Kendall. But after voicing my request a second time, the realization of how much of an asshole I’d been came crushing down onto me. Of course she couldn’t bear the thought of watching me kiss my ex girlfriend, no matter how fleeting our relationship had been. The mere thought of another man’s lips pressing against her soft ones made my insides turn. John had sighed and even admitted his surprise that she didn’t slap me. I found myself wishing she would’ve so we’d be somehow even.

“Don’t get me wrong”, John had assured, “I’ve seen Kendall and if I had the chance then I certainly wouldn’t push her out of bed. Tell you what, there’s hardly anything I wouldn’t do to have those legs wrapped around-”

“What’s your point?”

John had barked a laugh and reached out to clap my shoulder. “Your girl, Y/N, only has to cross your mind and your whole face lights up. I’d say you’re pretty whipped.”

I cleared my throat, nodding at his statement. I truly hadn’t ever been as in love with someone as I was now. Maybe that was somehow an explanation to why I sometimes struggled to

“I know you have to stay popular and all”, John had spoken gently, squeezing my arm, “but is it worth losing the girl who has you completely smitten with her and is just as utterly smitten with you?”

No. The word I spoke before practically running out of John’s hotel room and the word echoing in my head now as the fear crept up my chest. Our home looked so empty. My stomach felt as if in knots when I discovered that our front door was locked. It seemed odd, since Y/N wouldn’t have left our home without securing it, I’d reminded her of that often enough. There were no lights on, and even when she slept she normally left at least one lamp alight. But she couldn’t have left me this fast, right?

After not spotting her in our living room against my predictions, I quietly made my way to the stairs. I skipped the last few as I hurried up into our bedroom where I had left her. But this room, too, was empty. Instead, on the very bed Y/N and I had spend a night filled with kisses and whispered promises less than 24 hours ago, were our sheets in a heap and the shirt and shorts of mine she had been wearing today. My heart stopped and salty water shot to my eyes, drowning them instantly. She really was gone.

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Inhumans Part Five

Originally posted by yixingsosweet

Parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine,

Genre: A/U, Angst, Violence, Fluff, Romance, more in the future.

Pairing: Yixing x Reader

Word Count: 5.4K

Summary: Inhumans are people born with powers, feared by most all over the world. Inhumans are often killed before the age of three or kept locked up and tested on. EXO is a rogue group of Inhumans who broke free and are now looking to free fellow Inhumans as well as get justice for their kind. However, with their powers come limitations. With these limitations, they sometimes need a helping hand.

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The Tree - RM Story

Originally posted by mn-yg

The Tree - Rapmonster Story

Parts: Masterlist, One

Pairing: Rapmonster(Namjoon) x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 4.507

Synopsis: Meeting Rapmonster on a warm day was like a dream or was it fate?

“This is my spot.” someone said whilst you were lounging against a tree. It was a hot summer day and the last thing you wanted was talking to someone else because moving was too exhausting and too hot but he was still standing there so you didn’t have another choice but to open your eyes.

You locked eyes with no other than Bts’s Rapmonster, which normally would make you jump up but you just looked at him and back to the tree. “Ya there is enough space to take a seat against the tree, just sit next to me” you almost spoke with a whisper but he still was budging. “I want to sit there.” he pointed at your spot but you just smiled at him. “Well I’m not going to get up so you don’t really have a choice.”  you closed your eyes again and turned on up the volume of your music realizing quickly that you were listening to Bts which made this even more embarrassing but what followed was even worse because Rapmonster bowed and put his hands under my body. “Ya let go of me, are you crazy?!” you yelled at him but he didn’t respond and just walked away with you in his arms, he put you down just a few steps away from the tree and he quickly turned around and sat down himself.

To say you were angry, was an understatement, how dare he put you up like that! He maybe is a popular idol but that didn’t mean he had the right to treat you like this. You walked back and sat down next to him, well, to be honest, you just sat down on top of him and leaned back, to say he was shocked by this was also an understatement and you quietly were laughing at him.

“Get off, of me!”

“Why would I?”

“Because I’m sitting here!”

“So, I was sitting here first and just because you picked me up and put me down somewhere else means I will stay there, I’m not a dog you know.”

“But this is my spot to think and write songs.”

“And I come here to think about things.” You shrugged but he wasn’t going to give up when he suddenly touched your arm, which made you almost jump because of the electricity that went through your body when he caressed your arm. You knew he felt it as well because his body went rigid under yours.

“Look just get off, I will be gone in an hour or so, as I have a schedule.” You got up without arguing this time but instead of moving away you took a seat next to him the only problem was that there was less shade, which meant it was going to get warm and within minutes you began to feel drowsy, this was bad but there was nothing you could do against it.

“Please wake up.” a male voice mumbled to you whilst gently stroking your hair, this really felt like heaven, that it until you actually opened your eyes and looked into the brown ones of Rapmonster, you had actually fallen asleep and somehow ended up in his lap with you head but the fact that he didn’t move you but was gently putting his finger through your hair, told you more than enough about Namjoon. You quickly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes when you saw him smile at you. “You’re cute when you sleep.” he mentioned as you hid behind your hands because this really was embarrassing but he didn’t seem to mind any of it. “I’m so sorry.” you sat on your knees and bowed a few times whilst apologizing when he suddenly put his hands on both sides of your face, he looked you right in the eyes when he told you not to worry.

He got up but before he walked away he turned towards you “Let’s meet again under this tree.” you nodded not sure why he would want that and he also didn’t say when, so he was probably testing out fate, which was stupid because there was no way you were going to be here every day just for the chance to bump into him. You stared at him as he ran away, not knowing this meeting was the one that touched your heart and made a small hole in the wall you built after you last failed relationship.

The next days went by without a hitch, sadly enough the weather stayed humid and warm, which made working a lot less fun not that it was that warm at the hospital you worked as a nurse but still you just wanted to go outside and take a trip to the beach but that was not going to happen anytime soon because with warm weather, there were also a lot of people who became ill so this meant no peaceful day anytime soon. You wanted to become a doctor but changed your mind when you saw how much work the nurses did and it really suited you better because this meant a stable income and stable work hours, which was all you wanted. You were looking into the computer when you heard your name getting yelled. “Y/N, get over here quick!” this was one of your colleagues who normally wouldn’t make such a hassle, that it until you brought up Bts as she was obsessed with Jimin.

“What?!” she pointed at her screen, which was playing a video. “What’s wrong?”

“Namjoon Oppa is talking about you.” This made you look at her skeptical because how was that even possible and why now? It was like a week ago there was no way he was still remembering me and on top of that, you never told him your name. “What kind of nonsense is that?” you kept watching and when he actually said your name you were stunned.

“I met Y/N a week ago and told her to meet me under the same tree again. I do believe in fate but I never told her a day, which was probably really stupid of me but maybe she is watching right now because I do believe she is ARMY. “Y’N I’m sorry for going through your phone but I was just too curious about you but to keep this short, will you please meet me under the tree on the first day of autumn?” This was a bit cringy but also super sweet and it made your heart melt just a little bit but there was no way you were going to remember this. Autumn was more than a month away, how in the world were you going to remember that because you really weren’t planning to put it on your agenda.

“Namjoon Oppa is in love with you.” she pushed me which startled you as you were deep in thought. “Ya that’s crazy, we only met once.” she shrugged and walked away humming one of her favorite songs.

To your surprise, you were becoming obsessed with the band. It was becoming really bad as you were watching all their MV’s and looked at all the video’s they made. You even watched Namjoon’s solo MV’s and all their bangtan bombs or other things they did, you were trying not to be biased but it was inevitable but to be completely honest you were more drawn to Jimin’s cuteness at least that’s what you were telling yourself even when you passed the tree every day, you caught yourself scanning the park just to see if Namjoon was waiting under the tree but he never was, which wasn’t weird as he was on tour right now.

The days became shorter and the weather finally cooled down and as you were wearing a lovely soft yellow sweater you felt a bit nervous because the autumn was almost there and you were still debating whether you should go or should stay at home. “So have you decided?” You looked up from the patient’s sheet as your colleague walked in, you were in the children’s ward this week and this room existed out of teenage girls so this conversation was not suitable as they were ARMY, at least two of them were. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You know that I’m talking about Rapmonster.”

“What about Rapmonster?” one of the girls asked a bit defensive, which was something that you could expect from someone of her age. “Nothing.” you smiled at her but she didn’t let it go. “It’s not, nothing, this is not the first time I heard her mumbling about you and Rapmonster.” you know your ears were red by now but you couldn’t walk away as you weren’t done doing your round. “She is the tree girl.” You immediately narrowed your eyes at your colleague because she was really betraying you right now. “Wait really?! You are that girl?” you nodded whilst hiding behind the information sheet, this was becoming even more embarrassing.

“Omo daebak, so what do you need to decide?”

“She doesn’t know if she wants to meet him on the first day of autumn.”

“Why not, If it was me, I would definitely go.”

“He has probably forgotten about it, it’s just silly.”

“But what if he hasn’t  and he is waiting for you?” she had a point and it would be so rude to keep him waiting. You were really conflicted with yourself because you were curious enough to go but what if he wasn’t waiting, then it would just be embarrassing.

“Look I still have two weeks before the first day of Autumn so let me just think about it and please don’t butt in.” you were done with your rounds and when it was time to go home, you couldn’t help but check the park again but he wasn’t there. This went on for the next two weeks and when the day was finally there, you still weren’t sure about going or not going. It was your day off so at least you could get ready slowly, which meant you could take a lovely bath and actually put something nice on. The sun was shining and the temperature was nice, it was as if even mother nature was saying to go out and meet Namjoon under that tree.

You picked out your clothes with more thought than you normally would but you stayed true to your own style, which was casual. You went with skinny jeans, with holes at the knees and a light green sweater. Your hair was curling down your back and you kept your makeup natural, you waited till noon and that’s when you decided to go, just to see if he would show up.

Your heart rate went up when you got closer to the tree because even though you were telling everyone that you really didn’t care, you actually did care. The moment the park came into view you had to stop because you felt way too nervous. “Aish, he is just a guy, nothing special about this,” you mumbled to yourself as walked into the park. The tree came into view and you couldn’t help but feel disappointed that there was no one waiting but what did you expect. You approached the tree and sat down on the grass, you put on your music and just leaned your head back and closed your eyes, you were lucky it was a warm autumn day otherwise you would’ve given up already but now you decided to wait as long as possible. Maybe he had something going on and he couldn’t come this early.

You don’t know how long you waited but you had fallen asleep for sure, which wasn’t odd at all as you had worked a few crazy weeks but the sun was already going under and there was still no sign of Namjoon. You sighed as you got up, you had to stretch because you sat way too long in the same position. You looked around to see if there was a sign of Namjoon but there really wasn’t. The embarrassment you were feeling right now, was bad and you just wanted to go home and hide under the blankets, how could he forget? You put down the little gift box you picked out for Namjoon and put in under the tree, hoping it would find it’s way to him after this you walked away without so much as a glance back.

Monday was a new day and you were already dreading the questions of your colleague and the patients, this was going to embarrassing but maybe if you denied going there, it wouldn’t be as bad, just pretend that was the best option, how could you lose your heart to someone like him. He was famous and it was stupid to think that he would have time for someone like you.

“Y/N, wait up!!” that’s when this day full of torture began. “Did you go?” you shook your head and tried to escape her but she was clearly not believing you.

“Come on tell the truth sunbae.” you sighed and turned to face her and there was actual hope on her face and it was really sweet of her but there was no way she needed to know that you waited for Namjoon almost the entire day. “I’m telling you the truth, I decided at the last minute not to go, I guess I got cold feet.” you hurried away and when your round at the children’s ward came up you told the patients the exact same thing and that was that, the next few weeks went by and winter had definitely arrived when you suddenly got an emergency call from the surgeon in charge, they needed you right now and that’s how almost every day went, you were glad to have Christmas off, which you spent with your family, it was a lovely time and it took your mind off, of Namjoon and the fact that you still felt really stupid for going to that tree.

“Noona, did you really go to that tree?” You looked up from your plate and there was your niece of eleven watching you. This was tricky because you couldn’t lie to your niece right? But then again you were almost over the embarrassment and to relive it again. “Come on Noona tell me!” she was pleading you whilst following you around the house, she even crawled on your lap when you sat down and with those big Bambi eyes, she made me crumble. “Ye, I went to that tree but he wasn’t there so I went home.”

“Really?! How rude of him, I’m sorry Noona.” you shrugged it wasn’t like she could do something about it. “It’s fine, I’m over it.” you ruffled her hair and brought her to bed not long after, you needed to go home because tomorrow you had a shift.

New years eve went by without so much as a hitch, you watched the new year’s show on the tv in the waiting room and almost put it off when Bts came on but you weren’t alone and as you were surrounded by the teenage girls, you wasn’t going to risk your life. They were performing their newest single and Not Today, which had all the girls hyped up and to be honest it was a sick song with the coolest choreography. When you suddenly noticed something on Namjoon, he was wearing the ring you had given him. It was an old ring, which you knew he liked as Suga had given him one like that, this just had a different shape. “What’s wrong?”

“That purple ring that Namjoon is wearing, I bought that for him.”

“Really but how did you give it to him?”

“I didn’t, well not really, I left it under the tree.”

“Didn’t you say you didn’t go to that tree?” You nodded but you were emerged in the tv, watching Namjoon’s ring just to make sure it really was the ring you had left under the tree. It definitely was your ring after watching it closely but when did he get it and how? There was no way he showed up after you left right and if that was the case why didn’t he contact you as you left your information with the ring in the hope he would still find it and apparently he had found it but never contacted you, did this mean he had given up or just didn’t want to contact you anymore. It also made you angry because how dare he treat you like that, first he’s even telling on tv that he wants you to meet him under the tree and then you come and he isn’t there but only to show up after you left and then he actually took the box but didn’t even have the nerve to call you. You shook your head as you got up, there was no way you wanted to watch them right now because you actually felt bad about this. He stood you up but he still was wearing your ring, how cruel.

The first day of the year you decided to put him out of your head, which wasn’t that easy as he was actually everywhere but you just ignored it by working a lot of hours and only going home at night, this really helped. Winter came and had gone by so fast that you didn’t even know what you had been doing the last couple of months but you were enjoying the warm weather and you couldn’t wait for summer to start, you had been on a couple of dates since February and were actually enjoying it a lot not that you really clicked with the guys on romantic level but at least you were having fun.
You were doing groceries when you felt your phone vibrate. “Hello?”

“Y/N, are you around a tv right now?” You knew immediately what she wanted but you were not falling for that one this time. “No, I’m not why?”

“Bts is on and you got mentioned.” you snorted because she was really going far but this time you didn’t believe her. “Whatever, I’m hanging up.” that’s when you heard your name through a guys mouth and it definitely was Namjoon’s voice and the urge to listen was big but not enough to keep listening so you still hung up the phone, you weren’t dragged in again, you burned yourself once and that was enough for a lifetime.

You finished shopping and were sipping some coffee when your phone went off again but this time it was your niece. “Ye.”

“Rapmonster just talked about you.” you sighed as this was getting tiresome. “So what?”

“What do you mean, so what? Aren’t you curious to what he said?”

“No, not really.”

“I get that you’re angry Noona but really you should watch it. I send you the link, just watch it okay” she hung up after that and she indeed send me the link to the video but you quickly put your phone away because you weren’t planning on watching it anyway, not now but once at home your curiousness took over and you clicked on the link and there they were, they were on a talk show when the MC asked them if they regretted something and it was funny to see how everyone turned towards Namjoon.

“Rapmon-sshi, do you have something you regret?” the Mc asked with a small smirk on his face and to your surprise, he actually nodded. “I do.”

“Please tell us about it.”

“I don’t know if you remember me talking about this girl I met under a tree?” the MC nodded excitedly. “I know about this yes, did you went up to meet her?”

“I didn’t, well I did go there but not on the day I told her and I still feel really bad about it.”

“I see, have you tried to contact her?”

“Anniyo, I did find her gift and I think I am wearing it every day in the hope she will see me wearing it.”

“Can you show us her gift?” Namjoon held up his right hand and there it was my ring on his finger, he wiggled it and looked at it before the Mc spoke. “She bought a ring for you but you never once contacted her?” He shook his head and you could tell he was embarrassed about it. “Why not?”

“Well at first I felt ashamed of myself but after a few days our schedule went crazy and I just forgot about it.” You had heard enough, you were actually nothing to him and this proved it when he suddenly sighed deeply as the MC asked him something. “Of course I would love to get another chance but that’s probably not going to happen, I screwed up.” your heart fluttered when he said that but still you weren’t that interested right now and you just stopped watching, it was the best thing, you were happy he was wearing the ring and it did feel good that he felt bad about the whole thing but it didn’t make you feel like meeting him.

You eventually forgot about him and went on with your life no one bothered you with it again and you just lived happily. You made new friends and even got a small dog, which you called Lady, as she looked exactly like Lady from “Lady and the Tramp.” You were just living your life and at the hospital, you even got promoted to head nurse, which meant steady hours and a bigger paycheck, it was all good, you even could go on a holiday, which you did, you visited Italy and went on a big adventure. You loved the European lifestyle as they were so free, you could walk around with just a bikini at the beach and nobody would look at you, you got tanned but it really didn’t matter as you weren’t an idol anyway, the last well was spent in Rome, where you spend some time with one of your best friends, she was shocked to see you so tanned but at the end of the trip she was looking the same as you.

As you were eating dinner at some luxurious restaurant which had the most beautiful view over the city, you just wanted to stay, that is until she decided to mention the forbidden name at least she was talking about a concert they were giving. “Are you going to their concert?”


“Bts of course.”

“Why would I? I don’t have time and really I’m not a fan after what happened.”

“Really? I thought you still liked them?” You shook your head and she immediately shut up about it but it was already too late because your mind wandered over to Bts. “You really had to ask me this?”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have.”

“Let’s just forget it and get some ice cream.” you put on a fake smile as you could only think about that day you waited like a complete fool under that damn tree. You strolled through the city whilst stuffing your face with Ice cream, this was the last thing you could enjoy as you were flying back home tonight. At least she waited until the end of the trip to mention them, so you could forgive her but it just proved that you still had a weak spot when it came down to that damn Namjoon and you started to wonder if it wasn’t fate after all.

It was August and the heat was at its peak but as you still had some free time, you took Lady out for long walks but never during the day but always after six because she could get a heatstroke. You were walking mindlessly when you suddenly stood in front of the tree again. You looked up and the tree was still the best place to take a rest on a hot day, as the leafs were gently rustling and the shade and sunshine shifted. “What do you think Lady, should we rest for a bit,” you mumbled to the dog and she had decided for you two, as she plopped down on the grass. You quickly took out a little bowl and put some water in it for her and sat down against the tree, you were listening to the music and closed your eyes as Lady put her head on your knees. The breeze was so nice that you felt drowsy again and you knew that falling asleep was inevitable, you only woke because someone pushed away some stray hairs. You opened your eyes slightly and locked eyes with brown one’s but as you were still not fully awake, you closed your eyes again, not caring if it was a creep or someone you knew, as long as he didn’t do anything weird you weren’t planning on opening your eyes.

After a few minutes, it finally dawned on you with whom you just locked eyes. You opened your eyes and found your head resting on a shoulder, you held your breath as you looked up. First thing you saw was his little dimple as he was smiling, whilst reading a book, he turned towards you and you locked eyes again but this time he didn’t waste time and as he turned his body towards you, he gently put his hands on the side of your face and gently pulled you towards him and placed his lips on yours and at first you wanted to push him away but your heart betrayed you and slowly you started kissing him back. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered against your lips as he kissed you again. “It’s okay.”

We spend a few minutes like this when he finally pulled back he was fully smiling as he gently traced your lips with his thumb. “I shouldn’t have come so late that day but please believe me that I was just too nervous.” he was still holding your gaze and you saw the desperation in his eyes and you knew instantly he was being sincere and you leaned forwards and kissed him gently. This was probably the most romantic thing ever as the sun was also setting behind us, his eyes sparkled as he looked at me, he motioned for me to move a bit forwards so he could sit behind me and you quickly did what he asked you and as he hugged you, you felt his lips on your neck, which was so good that you leaned into his embrace, even more, there was nothing better than this moment and the fact that if you just had waited a little longer, you would have met him. You were so relaxed that you dozed off again when you suddenly heard him whisper.

“meeting you under this tree was my fate.”

Use The Spare Bedroom

Summary: Phil starts bringing boys home. Dan starts tweeting song lyrics. 

Word Count: 3436

A/N: List of songs referenced at the end. 

It started one Friday night. Dan was sprawled out on the couch. Laptop up and open to tumblr. He was settled for the night.

Then Phil came out of his room. He was in black jeans and a button up shirt.

‘I’m going out with some friends from uni.’ He announced.

'Oh.’ Dan took a few moments to process the information. 'Since when?’

'About forty-five minutes ago. I got a message and I thought why not?’

'Why not.’ Dan echoed.

'So… I’m not sure how late we’ll be out. Don’t wait up for me.’


Dan didn’t normally get to bed until about 2am on a normal night. He sort of thought he would see Phil come in before he headed off to retire for the night. But at 1.30am when he was heading off there was still no sign of Phil whatsoever.

He was woken up at 3am to the sound of a door slamming.

'Sshh.’ Followed by a giggle. 'My roommate is asleep.’

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Shell and All

Originally posted by baraturtles

Originally posted by maidmargaery

Raphael x Reader

Shell and All

Note: Had this idea while I was at my own New Year’s Eve party. I just thought it’d be kinda cute and Raph is my fave, so…

Being the girlfriend of a giant mutant turtle wasn’t always easy. You couldn’t exactly be a couple in public without someone freaking out. But you didn’t mind it. You loved him too much to be concerned with the thoughts of others. Raph, on the other hand, wanted more than anything to be able to be with you anywhere and anytime he wanted to. This included your yearly New Year’s Eve party.

He promised it was all right if he didn’t see you until New Year’s Day, that you would celebrate with him then, but inside, it hurt. He wanted you to be able to have fun with your human friends, but he also wanted to celebrate with you. Luckily for him, Donnie was cooking up a temporary fix for that problem…


You buzzed around your apartment before the guests arrived, setting up drinks and snacks and setting the TV to the right channel. You set the party playlist and did some last-minute cleaning and whatnot. Soon, your friends rolled in. Some sat on the couch and watched the countdown to the new year, others danced in the middle of your living room. You flitted from group to group, trying to entertain your guests.

After a few hours, the doorbell rang. You were met with four new faces. Unfamiliar, but very handsome. And something about the colors of their t-shirts was slightly…hmm…no, it couldn’t be. Your quizzical expression got a few smirks and chuckles out of them. They watched the wheels turn behind your dazzling eyes.

“It’s almost like ya don’t recognize us, (Y/N).” Said the sandy-haired green-eyed hunk in the bright red t-shirt. He smirked at you with a look that was all too familiar.

Raph?” Your voice came out as a broken whisper. His handsome smile confirmed your suspicions. “What are you doing here? Like…this?”

“Couldn’t miss New Year’s Eve with ya, could I?” He wrapped his arms around you, holding you closer than he had ever been able to before. He could get used to this. “So, you got room for four more?”

“Come on in guys!” You led them inside. “Hey everyone, meet my friends Raph, Mikey, Donnie, and Leo!” your friends waved and smiled. The other guys went off to mingle with your friends, but Raph stuck by your side, his five human fingers interlocking with your own.

“Oh so this is the elusive boyfriend (Y/N)’s best friend has yet to meet.” Your BFF Lindsey walked up and shot you a playful glare. “I’m Lindsey. You must be Raphael.”

“I am. Nice to meet ya.”

“You better not break her heart, pretty-boy, or I’ll break you.” She threatened. Raph chuckled and offered a charming smile.

“No need ta worry about that. I love ‘er too much for that.” His green eyes fixed on yours, causing your cheeks to flush and a smile to grace your lips. “I’m a lucky guy.”

After you were done talking to Lindsey and introducing Raph to a few other people, Raph sat on the couch beside you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. He wasn’t used to being so small. You weren’t used to him being human. It was weird.

“This isn’t permanent, is it?” You asked quietly, one of your hands raking through his soft locks. Raph shook his head, preparing for your disappointment. You smiled softly and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Good.”

“What do-”

“This is nice -and handsome, don’t get me wrong- but it’s not you. I love you. Shell and all.” You blushed at what you were going to say next. Leaning into his ear, you whispered. “And if we’re being honest, I’m kind of in love with the way your scales feel against my skin and your height and your muscles and your green fingers and feet and your plastron and snout and basically everything. I’m in love with you, Raphael. Whether you look like this or that, I will wake up tomorrow and the next day and every day after loving you even more than the day before.”

He had never smiled so bright, kissing your lips, long and soft and gentle. You melted into it, hands framing his face as his hands held your hips. He pulled away to rest his forehead against yours. His green eyes seemed to peer into your soul.

“I love you too.” He pressed a quick kiss to your lips. “God, I love ya.”

Around you, the people watching the countdown began shouting the numbers as the minutes became seconds. And as the new year rolled in, your lips were on his once again. You couldn’t wait to spend another year with Raph.

  • aight so who’s willing to bet that if genji still has hair he dyes it neon fucking green 
  • one night zenyatta just just goes to see genji because no one’s seen him all day and he just finds him with his head covered in tinfoil
  • zenyatta’s really confused for a minute before he remembers that some humans think tinfoil keeps aliens away
  • genji, meanwhile, still hasn’t said anything
  • zenyatta’s just “are you attempting to ward off the aliens?” 
  • genji looks appropriately alarmed for a minute before he just starts laughing
  • “something like that”
  • the next day genji’s hair is just neon green
  • hanzo smiles a little bit and even if he’ll never admit it he has to stop himself from reaching out and ruffling it
  • his hair gets caught in his visor and it matches and it’s hilarious 
  • MEANWHILE zenyatta thinks this is perfectly normal and one day he just paints his head green because of course that’s a natural hair color 
  • he goes to talk to genji and of course he’s totally chill because this is normal and genji just fucking wheezes 
  • zenyatta’s a little worried he’s going to overheat 
  • they let him float around like that for four fucking days 
  • in short they’re all assholes except zenyatta 
  • he just wanted hair guys
Only Fools

I entered this in a contest. This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it!! ANY feedback would be appreciated as I am new to tumblr. 

Summary: Jungkook and Namjoon both like you and it threatens their friendship and the band’s success.

Originally posted by jungkooz

It was Sunday night and pretty late to think about it, but you had a week off this semester so you didn’t care. The clock read 2:57 and you wanted to air dry your hair while watching some cartoons. Just because your 20 doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy some awesome cartoons. It was better than watching the news. You put some water to boil so you could have some relaxing tea, yes, you were so ready for this vacation at home. 

That was until you heard screaming outside but this was the city so you paid no mind to it. It was probably just some drunk New Yorkers out having the time of their lives. Or so you imagined. What really made you jump was the knock on your door. Actually it was more like repeated non stop knocking. Realizing the person was not going to stop after about 5 seconds, you walked toward the door with a bat already in hand. With little fear, you opened the door. 

Before you could say anything he said, “Please let me in I’m being chased!”. Being a New Yorker you wouldn’t have believed him but the fear in his eyes showed that he was telling the truth and you weren’t scared of him. You were ready to fight him if he tried anything. 

As soon as you said “Okay”, he practically threw himself inside which made you go on defense mode but he just stood there holding one arm. As you look at him with shock and confusion, it’s evident that he’s gasping and is legitimately frightened.

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