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The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader Pt 7

Originally posted by matokisonyeondan

Title: The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader.

Genre: Angst, mafia au!

Member: Jongup

Word Count: 3613.

Description: It’s one series of events after another, so what’s next?

It was awkward and it was tense. You watched from the top of the stares for a few moments in silence as Jongup stared them all down, not bothering with sitting like the rest. You could see black clouds around him, you could imagine lightning flashing around him and the loud clap of thunder that would follow as you stared at his back, puffed and angry as he showed his true size in the way he stood. It was strong, intimidating and taller than you realised Jongup really was.

“What made you think you had the right to take my wife to a dangerous life threatening mission without having my consent to do so? What made you think Y/N was the perfect person to set up in line for the possible chance of death, without even bothering to inform me?” Jongup began and they all stared at him as Yongguk sat up straight in his seat.

“If we had told you we wanted Y/N to help us with the mission you would have said no-”

“Because you’re putting my partner, my wife into a situation where she can be killed, this is very different than taking her to some sort of meet up you all go to. I give you one job, one simple request and you go and fuck it up by dragging my wife into this world by putting her life at risk!”

“Jongup that’s not-”

“Don’t try and tell me that’s not true Himchan because none of you were watching her were you? What would have happened to Y/N if I was just seconds later than I was when I arrived? Because none of you followed them to make sure he wouldn’t hurt her!”

“Listen to-”

“I don’t have to listen to anything you say Yongguk. It took years to build the trust between us, and now it’s broken because you went against me and used Y/N to fulfil your own vendettas. What’s a couple hundred dollars ever mattered to you Yongguk? Look at the place you live in and the money you waste on the mundane things no one ever wants” You blinked, Jongup’s voice was dangerously low, murderously deep as he gripped the back of the couch he stood in front of. His knuckles turning a pale white from the amount of strength he put into his grip.

“I’m sorry we have misplaced you trust Jongup”

“If you really were sorry, if you wanted to keep that trust, you wouldn’t have dragged Y/N into something more than she ever needs to see. Y/N doesn’t need to see the things any of us do, I’m trying to give her the best, most normal life I can and you’re really fucking that up for me” Zelo looked past Jongup and straight into your eyes, slowly opening his mouth to speak as his eyes never left yours.

“Y/N didn’t hesitate to help” He muttered and Jongup looked at him with flaming eyes, picking up an empty glass and smashing it on the expensive carpet beneath their feet.

“Because you made her believe that I wanted her to help you, that I wanted you to do this mission! She wouldn’t have done it if she didn’t believe that you would keep her safe!” He roared and you gripped the rail to the stairs tightly, glaring at Zelo with as much force you could put into your stare until he was forced to look away from you.

“Y/N” Jongup called and when you looked down at him, he was already at the foot of the stairs smiling softly your way.

“We’re leaving now” He spoke just as gently as his smile to you was and you nodded as you quickly lifted your bag from the ground and made your way down the stairs. You held onto Jongup’s outstretched hand, and his other quickly reached for your things, taking them from you and carrying them out the door with you closely behind him, still holding his hand tighter than you normally would. When you reached his car, you looked back to see that the others had all followed you, standing on the last step of the front porch. Your things were put in the back seat quickly and Jongup opened the door for you, helping you get your dress in the car before swinging the door shut. He walked to the driver’s side and gave all of the watching people a long hard stare before getting in the car as well and quickly starting the engine.

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When the car came to a stop and you looked at the tall house in front of you, you were relieved to see the familiar place and undid your seatbelt and got out of the car just as silently as the drive here had been. Jongup naturally grabbed your things for you and you held the skirt of your dress up as you walked towards the house.

When you were inside you were finally able to take those painful heels off, you had no clue where your mask was but you didn’t plan to go looking for it anytime soon. You followed Jongup to your room and he put your things on the bed as you went straight to the drawers, pulling out an old shirt and pyjama shorts before retreating to the bathroom with one last look Jongup’s way.

It was relieving be out of that dress and to actually have room to breathe properly again and your skin got to breathe again as you quickly removed all the makeup you had been wearing and sighed in content when the fresh air hit your naked face. You shut the bathroom door behind you and looked at Jongup who stood in front of the bed, your bag opened and clothes on the bed, neatly folded and ready to be put away.

You made your way towards him and put a hand on his shoulder as you looked at your things on the bed.

“You need to get some rest Jongup” You spoke quietly and Jongup sighed as he folded another one of your shirts. He put the shirt down and let his arms fall back as you silently took his suit jacket off him. You hung it on the frame of the bed and stood next to him again as he rubbed his eye with the palm of his hand.

“I want to put your things away for you Y/N” He spoke with the want for sleep dripping from his voice and you smiled as you grabbed the already folded clothes and put them where they belonged.

“I can do that tomorrow; I’m tired too so we should rest. That suit probably isn’t very comfortable either” You muttered and Jongup nodded.

“The belt buckle is digging into my stomach” Jongup admitted, undoing his belt and slowly making his way into the bathroom. You moved the rest of your things off the bed, in the corner by your closet so you could take care of them the next day. You found great relief in putting yourself under the covers of the familiar bed and sighed in content as you got comfortable with your pillows.

When Jongup came out of the bathroom you let your eyes flutter shut and didn’t refuse the way his arms snuck you into a warm hold. You listened to the deep breath he let out and the tiredness you felt slowly overtook you until you could no longer stay conscious.

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There were hangers on your bed and clothes everywhere. You were finishing unpacking your things whilst Jongup was out doing some sort of work. Peacefully, you hummed to yourself, swaying your head side to side as you quietly sung along to the song you currently had stuck in your head. You hung clothes on hangers and neatly hung them in the closet. You heard slams and crashes outside, there was a screech of a car against the cement driveway and you immediately ran to the window, dropping the clothing article in your hand to see what was happening. Jongup was getting out of his car, angrier than you had ever seen him before. He stormed his way to the front door and you ran out of the room to meet him downstairs.

“Jongup” You rushed as he slammed the front door shut, he stormed past you and you quickly moved to be in front of him again.

“Jongup what’s happened?” You asked, grabbing him by the shoulders and forcing him to look at you. This time he pulled you into a hug and his deep breaths fanned the back of your neck as he held you close to him.

“They killed my father” He whispered and you immediately stiffened, your body becoming a rock against his equally as frozen body and you could barely move back to look him in the eye.

“Who killed your father Jongup?” You gasped.

“The Kim’s, they’ve killed my father and now they’re after my mafia, which means they’re after us too Y/N” Jongup stared you dead in the eye and you swore your life stopped in that moment.

“What are we meant to do?” You muttered and Jongup broke the hug. He took your hand and pulled you past the stairs and down a long hall you had been yet to explore. You couldn’t count how many doors you passed before you came to a stop at the one Jongup was unlocking with a thick key, there were too many to count. You followed Jongup through the open door and he quickly shut it when you were both in the room.

“Oh my god” You gaped at your surroundings and a shiver ran down your spine. Jongup dug through his pocket for his phone and handed it to you before walking further into the room.

“Call Yongguk and tell him I need him here now, with his tail between his legs, please Y/N” Jongup demanded, softening his tone at the end when he remembered who he was speaking to and you nodded as you quickly did as you were told to do.

“Hello, Yongguk it’s Y/N. Mr Moon is dead and Jongup wants you here asap with your tail between your legs- Wait I probably shouldn’t have said that-”

“I told you to say it” Jongup cut in, casually picking up a gun the size of your arm and examining it.

“Oh ok, well he needs you here like five minutes ago” You rushed it all out before you could even verify who you were actually talking to.

“It’s Youngjae Y/N” Youngjae spoke and you blinked.

“Well pass the message onto Yongguk for me, bye” You hung up the phone and rushed over to Yongguk.

“Are you really fighting fire with fire Jongup?” You snapped and Jongup turned to your anxious figure, keeping calm despite what shape you were currently in.

“Y/N as much as I don’t want to drag you into this, this is the life of a mafia you’re living now. All we know how to do is fight fire with fire” He responded and you took a step back from him as you looked at the weapons surrounding you, guns, knives, things you never knew the name of, it all surrounded you like four walls of danger.

“This is barbaric” You muttered and Jongup slowly puts the gun down, turning and approaching you with the same pace as you stared at the wall closest to you with wide eyes.

“This is how we have to protect what is ours Y/N” He snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest and getting a long wave of your shampoo rushing through his senses. Jongup took in a deep breath, momentarily closing his eyes as he took in your scent. Slowly your arms came to rest on his shoulders, hugging him with a certain uncertainty in your movements. Jongup hummed and you found yourself looking into his opening eyes.

He smiled as his finger traced your jawline delicately, he continued to hum along to a song you didn’t recognise, putting a hand on your lower back and taking one of your hands from his shoulders, squeezing it as he looked down at you with a smile. Calmly, Jongup began taking small steps, the hand on your back pulling you with him and before you knew it you were staring at him in shock as he spun you around the weaponry room.

“Jongup this isn’t normal, we’re dancing in a weaponry room” You sent him a glance of worry and the smile on his lips only grew as his humming stopped so he could speak.

“You should know by now Y/N” With a final spin he dipped you down gracefully, following you with an intense eye contact.

“I’m far from normal my love” He leant forward and you shut your eyes when his soft lips pushed against yours, leaving you empty minded and unable to form words. Jongup brought you to stand straight again, not parting from your lips until you were squeezing his shoulder.

Jongup turned to the security cameras you had been yet to notice and a smirk fell into place as he saw who was pulling up and getting out of their car.

“They are here” He notified you and you followed to where Jongup had his eyes trained upon.

“We must greet the guests, it is common courtesy after all” Jongup continued, bringing his eyes back down on you and you nodded numbly as he quickly let you go, only taking your hand again as he pulled you out of the frightening room. Jongup locked the door behind you and you walked down the hall with him as the front door opened and the five men entered the house one by one.

The air was stiff and tense but Jongup ignored that as he simply nodded to the kitchen and they all silently walked in the direction he had demanded them to. You weren’t going to go with them but Jongup’s hand holding on to yours tightly forced you to stay in toe with him as he walked towards the kitchen as well. Everyone made themselves comfortable at the kitchen table and you kept your hands clasped on the cold wood in front of you nervously.

“It’s time for us to put an end to the Kim’s for once and for all. Daehyun I want you to do whatever it takes to get their main location and Zelo once he has done that I want you to go in and set up cameras and microphones wherever you can that they won’t be able to see. Youngjae I want you to look into the files of Jaeho and anyone that we find to be close to him. You two come with me” As quick as it started it had finished and you sat in shock as they all quickly dispersed as if this were a routine and they didn’t even need Jongup’s instructions.

“Yongguk we need to map out a proper attack and Himchan we need you to get as much gunpowder as possible, the more the better if we have too much we can store it for the next time. Oh Y/N” Jongup turned back just when you thought you had been forgotten about and you found yourself straightening up in your seat.

“There’s chocolate in the fridge if you want any” He smiled and you nodded, you weren’t expecting some sort of order from him.

“I’m taking your wife with me” Daehyun suddenly piped up and you looked at him with wide eyes as you awaited some sort of angered explosion from Jongup. You unconsciously closed your eyes as you waited for the burst of violently loud yelling to come from him but nothing came and you peeled your eyes open when you heard his surprisingly calm voice stop Yongguk from protesting.

“Daehyun we’ve just argued over this-”

“Her life is in your hands and yours is in mine Daehyun. Take the chocolate and go with them Y/N, and be safe” Jongup smiled your way and you found yourself nodding instead of protesting that you didn’t want to be part of this. Because the man you had known for so long was murdered by these people, you were angered beyond compare too.

The chocolate was taken and you put your shoes on just like you were told to do. Daehyun took the liberty of holding your wrist to show Jongup that he was keeping you under his watch and you left the house with the mess you had made in your room still sitting there waiting for you.

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The backseat was filled with wires, cameras and microphones and Zelo was among that no longer a cleanable mess. You sat next to Daehyun, who gripped the steering wheel to the car with a peculiar seriousness amongst the features of his face. The car was circling streets, from rundown buildings to the most expensive places you had ever seen, but Daehyun believed none of the places he had driven past was where Jaeho would appear. He was beginning to drive through busier places, losing ideas as the amount of fuel in the tank grew less and less and the minutes turned into hours where your chocolate had been long gone.

“There Daehyun there he is!” It was as some sort of wish had been granted, some sort of magic trick was done, because there Zelo was, pointing at the man they were after as he wandered the streets in a stride that had a rushed pace to it, but also showed he had all the time in the world on his hands. Daehyun slowed down, trying not to make it obvious that they were following the man as you gave him the up down with your eyes, he was shorter than you imagined, were there no tall mafia leaders?

“What do we do? Follow him until he goes home or something?” You asked as Daehun gave a firm nod.

“Precisely, now we have to find a way to be discrete” Daehyun took a park on the side of the street the moment he could find one, and you all watched as Jaeho rounded the corner of the block and disappeared from sight.

“So Y/N” Daehyun looked at you and before even looking at him you knew what he wanted you to do.

“Give me your number” You sighed, pulling out your phone and unlocking it with ease. Daehyun grinned as Zelo blinked at you, doing his best to muffle the shock he felt when you took no convincing. Daehyun put his number in your phone and gave it back immediately. He reversed out of the parking space and drove in the same direction you had all seen Jaeho go.

“I’ll call you when I see you getting close to him, stay out of hearing range from him but don’t let him get too far” Daehyun shoved his phone at you and you put your number in as quickly as possible.

“You’re seriously doing this?” Zelo finally spoke up and you stopped, hands just out of reach from giving Daehyun his phone back.

“And this is really YN? My what a beautiful lady you’re growing into, it feels like forever since I last saw you, darling, which means you had plenty of time to become even more beautiful than the last time I saw you” He had one of those smiles that made his eyes disappear, you had always owed so much to this man. But Mr Moon was one of the kindest people you had ever met in your life.

“Which is a good thing, because what I have for you is definitely for a beautiful young lady” Mr Moon continued after you and your father both bashfully thanked him for his compliments. Your eyes began to sparkle as you were presented with a small box, his calloused hand opened it for you and in there lay the most beautiful necklace you had ever seen. Your family could never afford a necklace so delicate and shiny, it was fit for a queen and here it was being given to you.

“Mr Moon, I can’t accept this from you, I could never repay you-”

“It’s a gift Y/N. You never repay a gift” Mr Moon interrupted and you stared at him with awe.

“Thank you, Mr Moon” You finally smiled properly and Mr Moon removed the necklace from its box. You moved your hair and your father grinned when he saw the necklace resting on your collar bones.

“This is so you never forget, I am only one call away, whenever you need me I will be there” Mr Moon gave your shoulders a squeeze and you looked up at him with adoration.

“I’ll always remember”

Your hand automatically reached for the chain holding the small pendant, it hadn’t been taken off since that day three years ago and you had never forgotten. Your eyes met Zelo’s with defiance and you gripped your own phone with your other hand tightly as you stared him down.

“Mr Moon held importance to me as well. I have my own reasons to avenge him” You muttered with darkness sticking to your words before you quickly got out of the car. You slammed the door to the car shut behind you and Zelo stared out the window as you strut your way in the same direction as Jaeho was currently going.

“That kid is seriously on another level” Zelo gasped and Daehyun snorted.

“Oh please, we’re part of a mafia, she can’t be better than us”


I told you I would update soon! Ok, so maybe it wasn’t as soon as I wanted it to be, but this update is longer!

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Unworthy - Part 2 - NewtXReader

Read part 1 again before reading part 2 so it makes sense :)

PART 1: here

Info: Coming to the realisation that you weren’t good enough anymore for Newt, you head back to the lonely apartment, were another confrontation takes place..

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“I-I..” newt nervously stuttered, completely unsure of what he was supposed to say. A deep blush hid his freckles, as his eyes grew wide with wonder and his full lips parted in shock. Newt anxiously hovered, time coming to standstill between the two of you. Fear that he had just misheard what you said prevented him from speaking. What if he simply imagined it?

Caught in the heat of the moment you had had finally confessed, worry washing over you as you waited for his reaction. The deadly silence hung in the air until from the corner of your eye a curvy figure approached behind Newt. Confidence radiating every step she took. Just as glamorous as before, before you stood the woman who had been attempting to flirt with Newt all night. Feeling more self conscious than ever, you shrunk back slightly, intimidated by her looks. Upon noticing your presence she shot daggers with her eyes at you, giving you clear signals to leave.

“Newt, are you not coming back inside?You’ll get a cold out here hun ” she seductively purred in his ear, her arm attempting to slither around his.

Newt froze to her touch, although his attention solely on you. He looked completely lost for words, an absolute nervous wreck. How he longed to tell you that he felt the same, but the words wouldn’t form.

You however felt the fool. Here you just blurted out the feelings you’ve felt for Newt, all while he’s in the arms of another woman?

You knew when you weren’t wanted..

Picking yourself off the ground you dashed towards the streets, completely ignoring Newt’s protests. A proud smirk hung on the glamorous woman’s face in victory, now she had him all to herself.

Newt however ripped himself from her death grip, attempting to follow you, but it was too late. Unfortunately you weren’t as simple to track as one of his beasts, no clues left of your sense of direction. You were already gone.

“Bugger”, Newt mumbled under his breath, as he helplessly thought were you had disappeared to.

Ignoring the sinking feeling in your stomach you made your way down the empty street, not daring to glance back for fear of being confronted. Upon arriving at your apartment you dashed into the room completely forgetting to lock the door again. You couldn’t care less, the embarrassment consuming you.

The only relief you got was the satisfaction of removing the painful heels that had been cutting you all night. Although you detested them, you wanted to make a special effort to look beautiful for Newt. Guess that didn’t matter anymore..

Changed into cosy pyjamas, with a mug of warm coco, you sat on the large window frame. Huddled in a heap of cotton blankets staring into the night sky, you willed yourself to forget.

In that moment, the flash of calmness protected you from the pain. Regret washed over like the long slow waves on a shallow beach, each ripple icy cold and sending shivers down your spine. How you longed to go back and take a different path, but now that was impossible. There was no way back, you let your feelings slip. There was no way to make it right.

Staring into the darkness of the night, you softly cried. In the distance you heard light footsteps approaching closer. Lifting your tear filled eyes, your blurry gaze meets the frame of a timid looking Newt, who is completely avoiding eye contact.

“I figured I’d find you here. You always make yourself coco when your upset…” Newt playfully whispered though you saw through his empty smile, his attempt at lightening the mood failing miserably.

“Y/N-” he began.

“Newt forget I even said a word tonight”

Newt remained silent for a period of time, before steadily making his way to the window sill where you lay. He sat down on the other side of the window, however your eyes were trained on the night sky, praying you could just be left alone.

“Did you really mean everything you said tonight” Newt’s tone changed this time sounding more broken.

“Yes” you simply replied, longing to avoid going into detail.

“Even the part-”, Newt shyly avoided being specific.

“Everything” you cut him off.

“What about the ‘not having enough time part’?” He shyly questioned.

Silence.

“So it’s true….” Newt sadly mumbled under his breath. Guilt washed over his features at the acceptance of his flaws. Over the past few weeks he could barely recall a time he had spent with you, that had nothing to do with the publishing of the book. He’d been selfish with your time.

“I only exsist when you need something Newt…what happened to everything we said we’d do together? As soon as that book became finished, so did the adventure” you truthfully confessed, “Is it even about the creatures in your case anymore?” Your whispered softly. Newt had made you feel unworthy of him anymore, as though his success had made you of less value. That a bond you had once deemed unbreakable was simply a thing of the past.

Newt turned to face you, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. His eyes narrowed, rigid, cold, hard. Anger flustered across Newt’s face, an expression which was a very uncommon sight to see, “how- how could you even ask that? Writing this journal had nothing to do with fame and deep down you know that. You and my creatures are my top priorities in my life”.

“Newt there’s other girls out there.. ones as beautiful as the ones you saw at the party” You softly whispered, feelings of heartbreak coming to the surface, as you came to the realisation you weren’t good enough anymore. Too sad to cry out or wail, you just sat there as still as a statue.

“You make a valid point. In fact there’s 7 billion people in the world Y/N….yet your the only one who matters”. Newt directly locked his eyes with you, something he’d normally be to shy to do. Reflected in his pupils you saw that every word was the truth, looking at you like you were the only person he could see. A small lob-sided grin crept on his lips as his face held a sincere look to it.

“I’m sorry I-I know-w that I’ve been a bit of a mess since the p-publishing of the book and a mess is the last thing you need right now… but this mess in love with you".

Moving closer towards you his large but gentle hand, softly caressed your face, wiping the last tear away. Your eyes widened slightly as Newt rested his forehead lightly against your own, his auburn mop of curls blocking your view slightly and his shaky warm breath against your skin . Leaning closer he pressed a gentle kiss on your lips feeling a sense of fufillment. Although his touch wasn’t fiery, it made you feel safe and protected, reminding you of home. Curling up in his musclar arms, both of you peacefully observed the outside world through the window. The pitter patter of rain sounding from the roof.

It was then you decided that you were worthy of Newt. That you were worthy for each other and success couldn’t change that.

The fame that came from his book hadn’t changed Newt, it just amplified who he really was.

Just a man who was hopelessly in love with you.

Originally posted by bohemianromance123

The Note ~ Draco Malfoy imagine

Originally posted by imagine-everything41

-Scenario-

I love you writings so much. Could you please do an imagine where the reader (Griffindor) is best friends with Draco Malfoy and decides to write him an anonymous note expressing her feelings towards him but then he later tell the reader about the note mockingly not knowing it was from her?! I’m sorry if it’s really confusing >.

-Warnings-
None!

~The Note~

Throughout your 4 years at hogwarts, there was only one person who you ever called your best friend, and that one person was Draco Malfoy.

Yes, that cocky, Slytherin boy who seemed to hate everyone. And although that was partly true, he didn’t hate you. Not one bit. Of course, you didn’t completely like him when you met him.

You two became acquainted in your first year potions class. You two sat at the same table and were partnered up for nearly every project. When you first started talking to him, he was, of course, extremely cocky and full of himself, which made you a little less motivated to be friends with him.

But, as time passed, you learned there was more to him than that hard exterior, and you begun hanging out more and more. Soon, the two of you became inseparable.

~*~

Tomorrow night was the Yule Ball, and it seemed to be the only thing anyone was talking about; girls gushed over their dresses and who they thought would ask them to the ball. Except for you. You had decided to stay in. Which Draco didn’t like at all.

“What do you mean you’re not going?!” He whined.

“I mean: ‘I’m not going.’ It’s as simple as that. I don’t want to get all dressed up and wear painful heels for some silly dance,” you answered, not looking up from your potions essay.

Draco snatched your quill from your hand. “Hey! Come on, I need to finish my essay!”

“No, you need to go to the ball! You’re my best friend, who else is gonna be my date?”

“Oh, Draco. Don’t you know you have a whole line of girls just dying for you to ask them?” You said sarcastically.

“I hate you,” he scowled playfully.

“I love you too, Draco,” you winked. The two of you locked eyes for a few seconds, causing your cheeks to turn pink. Quickly, you turned back to your essay.

That part definitely wasn’t sarcastic. You loved him. Yes, in a best friend kind of way, but lately, you’ve been feeling… More…

You weren’t sure if it was how he spoke to you, or the way he looked at you, or… The way he was there for you when no one else was. The way he’d make you laugh when you were down.

But what you did know was that you loved Draco Malfoy. You 100% wanted to go to the ball with him. Just not as his best friend. As his girlfriend.

“Tonight. I’ll tell him tonight,” you said to yourself.

~*~

Finally, the night everyone had been waiting for; the Yule Ball.

Everyone in the school was getting ready, including you. You had changed your mind about going with a little persuasion from a certain person.

Last night, you had left a note in Draco’s bag. It was anonymous, but you told him how you felt about him; about the way he made you feel. You told him you loved him. You were worried that he’d hate the note since he wasn’t one to really acknowledge his feelings.

You quickly shook the thought from your head and continued getting ready. Your mother had sent you an elegant, floor-length dress in your favorite color and a sparkling necklace to match.

You were ready.

~*~

As soon as you stepped into the Great Hall, all eyes fell on you. The boys ogled at you, the girls whispered over how magnificent you looked, and finally, there stood Draco, wide-eyed, completely blown away. He immediately walked up to you.

“(Y/N)… You look… Wow…” he breathed. He quickly cleared his throat. “You look stunning.”

“Thanks,” you blushed. “I love your dress robes. You look great,” you said awkwardly.

“Thank you.”

An awkward silence fell between the two of you.

“So, guess what?” Draco asked, breaking the silence.

“What?”

He pulled out a folded up piece of parchment from his dress robes and held it up.

It was your note.

“W-what’s that?” You stuttered, trying to play dumb.

“I found it in my bag last night. It’s a love note.”

“Who do you think wrote it?”

“Probably bloody Pansy.”

Your heart dropped. “You think?”

“I’m not entirely sure. I don’t think she’d write something this cheesy. Look at this one part: ‘I get lost in your eyes every time you look at me and I melt whenever I hear you say my name.’ It’s mad, right?” He laughed, looking at the note once more.

Your face turned red. “I have to go,” you choked out, holding back your tears. You turned around and walked out of the Great Hall.

“Wait, (Y/N)!” Draco called out, but you were gone.

Embarrassed and flustered, you let your tears fall as you pulled off your heels and made way for the astronomy tower.

As soon as you got there, you put down your heels and leaned against the railing, looking up at the stars, allowing more hot tears to fall.

“It was you,” said a soft voice.

You whipped your head around and your eyes met with a pair of deep blue ones.

“Draco, I-” you started wiping away your tears.

“You wrote the note,”

“How long did it take for you to figure that out?” You asked bitterly, turning back to the railing.

He came over and stood next to you. “Not long after you left.”

You were quiet and you didn’t look at him.

“(Y/N), I wasn’t making fun of the note because I thought it was cheesy. I just… I-I didn’t want you to think that- okay, if another girl had written this, I didn’t want you to think I liked them… None of this is making sense, bloody hell…” he stammered, running his fingers through his hair.

You finally looked back at him and locked eyes with his once more.

“I love you, (Y/N).” He took a step closer to you.

“W-what?”

He got closer again until your faces were merely centimeters apart. “I love you,” he repeated, his lips slightly brushing against yours as he spoke.

You didn’t say anything. Instead, you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a kiss. He wasted no time wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. You ran your fingers through his hair as the kiss got deeper. You both eventually broke away, completely breathless.

“I love you too, Draco.”

~THE END~
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Lovehearts

LITTLE WARNING: things do get a little steamy but it’s nothing we’ve not all fantasised about before!!


As soon as you arrived home, you noticed Jongdae’s shoes beside yours and your heart immediately leapt to cloud nine. Rushing to kick off your painful heels, you dumped your bag and keys by the door and went in search of your handsome boyfriend who was home at a sensible time for the first time in almost a week. “Jongdae?” you called out, checking the lounge and kitchen, both of which were empty.

You headed upstairs, taking the steps as fast as you could in your restricting pencil skirt. “Jongdae?” you shouted from the top step, just as your ears filled with the sound of running water from the bathroom.

“Hey babe!” your boyfriend called back, his voice slightly muffled through the door. “There’s a surprise on the bed for you!”

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That Connection [5/6]

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Tech!Reader

Warning: Swearing, angst (come on guys it wouldn’t be me if there wasn’t a little drama in this) and umm sassy, witty, playful banter.

A/N: I did this in a POV type of way from Steve, just so you can see what he deals with as well. This is a spin off of Criminal Minds Penelope x Morgan relationship, only they end up together at the end. haha. There will only be like 5 or 6 parts to this at the most. Hope you enjoy, let me know if you want to be tagged.

You being the tech analysis for the Avengers, you’re at their call 24/7 specially when they take off on missions. You have a great relationship with the whole team, but the playful, witty banter you have with Steve is next level, your his favorite girl and he’s your blue eyed god. Little does he realize you’re harboring a deep, brooding love for him, now if only he returned the same feelings.

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“What’s that?” Nat peeks at Steve’s phone.

“Nosey.” Steve smirks at her, pulling his phone close to his chest.

“What are you hiding Rogers?” Wanda grins at him, moving closer.

“What is with you two? Is nothing private in this place?” He laughs, folding his arms over his chest, his phone stashed under his arm.

“You share everything with Y/N, don’t love us the same?” Nat smirks at him.

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anonymous asked:

Time for a silly question!! If the suitors told the princess not to do something (something like don't eat all that ice cream or don't stand in the fountain) and she responds with a big fat middle finger and did it anyway, how would they react?

Lol… ok so here goes… know that these are not meant to be cruel…but the savage suitors are funny …. I mean she kinda got what was coming to her… OTL

Sid - “Princess don’t go so close to the fountain it’s slippery.”

*Princess flips him the bird and walks on over*

*Sid walks by and pushes her in* “Told ya.”

~~~

Albert - “Princess, the elevation here is higher, and the sun is stronger- you need to use suntan lotion.”

*She ignores him*

*Later she’s red as a crab and Albert chuckles at her but gets her some aloe lotion.* “Well, at least no one can tell when you’re blushing from embarrassment now.”

~~~

Leo - “Princess, I wouldn’t do that if I were you …”

Princess - “What are you gonna do about it? Hmm?”

*Leo grabs her and gives her a kiss*

~~~

Nico - “Princess, don’t drink tea too late or it’ll keep you up at night.”

*She gives him the finger, and orders her tea at 10pm … then later she’s tossing and turning at night.*

*Nico sneaks into her room and throws marbles around creating paranoia until he finally jumps out of the shadows for a final massive scare.*

(don’t mess with Nico, he will out do you every time)

~~~

Giles - “Princess, don’t eat all that ice cream, you’ll make yourself sick.”

*She practically inhales it until she gets major brain freeze*

He just laughs and shakes his head. “You’re a bit of a brat, you know?”

~~~

Louis - “Princess, I don’t think should say such vulgar things.”

*Princess proceeds to let out a string of profanities*

*Louis takes his spray bottle of water for the plants and sprays her in the face every time she opens her mouth.*

~~~

Rayvis - “Princess, you can’t walk around all day in those heels.”

*Princess proceeds to wear her heels until she’s in pain with blisters half way through the day on their trip to the market.*

*Rayvis pulls out her flats from his satchel and dangles them above her* “Say it… Say ‘Rayvis was right.’”

~~~

Robert - “Princess, ladies should not drink that much alcohol.”

*Princess drinks until she passes out in Robert’s studio.*

*Robert takes his paint brush and paints whiskers on her face* “Look at the kitty cat…heh.”

~~~

Alyn - “Don’t ride that mare, she’s too feisty for you.”

*Princess proceeds to tack, mount and ride said mare- until the horse is twirling around and trying to unseat her rider*

*Alyn just stands with his arms folded until the Princess becomes unseated and takes a tumble into a puddle of mud. He just doubles over laughing at her so hard he’s crying.*

~~~

Byron - “Princess, hold my hand here please - it’s slippery.”

*She refuses, says she’s a big girl and while she’s walking she slips and falls on her bottom.*

*Byron chuckles her and extends his hand.* “Even when you’re feisty you’re still adorable.”

Mad as a cut snake – or save Eric Coulter

Originally posted by felywrites

My first (and most likely last) one-shot about Captain Boomerang! :D I haven’t read much about him or anything with Australian slang so it was pretty hard getting the hang of it. I had to alter most or all of his story to fit in the divergent universe but I hope you still like it! 

If anything is so wrong you can´t stand it tell me & I will change it :D

Thank you for reading! :)

Oneshot word count: 8140

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Digger: a soldier



Lightning stroke over the glass dome in the interrogation room at the candor headquarters, the raging storm and the pounding rain mirroring the emotions, overshadowing the scene inside.

The young leader was kneeling on the floor, hands folded in front of him, still wearing his trademark smirk as he looked up at his biggest nemesis. Standing over him, Four had his gun cocked ready to end his life.

But not even now staring right into the face of death was Eric scared. Dying had never been part of his fear landscape and if he had to leave this life now, at least he knew the guilt of killing him would forever wear down the man that claims to be the epitome of dauntless.

That was enough Legacy for him.

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Cheesecake Shirt

The last time Niall dated was back in high school but that was years ago when everything was simpler.Now he’s dating again and it feels like a brand new experience because all the things he knew about dating felt obsolete.

Niall remembers his date from hell with a girl Louis set him up with a few weeks ago.The girl,Megara, waltzed in the restaurant,to the back of the room for privacy reasosn, a few minutes late in a blue velvet dress that was clinging to her body and a pair a undeniably painful transparent heels.

The conversation was flowing fairly well throughout the wining and dining and Niall was having a good time until the waiter brought out the desert and Megara asked ,in her thick New Jersey accent, am I your bae or nah?The waiter was still setting the plates in front of them and Niall briefly caught the jump of his eyebrows the smallest trace of a shock on the young man’s face.Megara was straight backed in her chair,one hand holding the stem of her wine goblet.Her voice seemed so casual like the question was just off the top of her head but her eyebrow was was rapidly rising to touch her hairline said something differently.

Now,Liam educated Niall well enough for him to know that bae means shit so obviously Niall said no.Plain and simple then reclined coolly in his chair.The poor girl in front of him stared at him with her mouth wide open and eyes blown wide ,momentarily reminding Niall of a goldfish.Recovering,she smiled darkly,eyes narrowed like a leopard’s when angry.She pressed the bowl of the wine glass to her cheek before laughing lowly.Niall chuckled nervously before starting to ask what was wrong.The following series of events went by in a haze and Niall had no time to dodge the slice of cheesecake that was coming his way.

 Megara burst into a fit of anger before leaving in a huff,heels clacking against the flooring and muttering that Niall was a fuckboy.

Driving home,Niall was confused even more so when Harry came over the next morning to hear about the date.

“She asked you what?”,Harry asked ,his head turning to watch Niall, voice higher at the end and his face scrunched up in confusion.

“She asked if she was my bae,”,Niall said trailing off.

They were out on Niall’s back porch,the sound of the mid morning birds chirping and leaves rustling in the breeze.They were leaning against the railing on the elbows, drinks in hand.Harry head retracted to meet his neck giving him a double chin and his eyes looked bewildered while he mouthed the word bae. “Then when I said no she threw her cheesecake in m'face,”,Niall continued. Harry was serious for a second before giggling.In a moment’s glance he was hunched over the railing laughing his lungs out when he heard Niall got cheesecake in his face.

“Oh ho!You got cheesecake in yo face-”,Harry rushed out,voice coated in giggles but was cut off my his own bout of hyena-like laughter.

Niall rolled his eyes and looked away from his curly haired friend,cheeks and ears burning a scarlet red.Harry laughed and sputtered before coughing and heaving with tears at the corners of his eyes before the laughter picked back up again.When it died down to giggling then he composed himself,clearing his throat and wiping away his tears with his ringed fingers,leaning on the railing.

“Niall,she means before anyone else…you know bae,”Harry said,”It’s a term girls like to hear guys say to them.”

Niall looked dumbfounded,”How tha bleddy hell was I s’ppose t’know that?”

Harry draped a loose arm around Niall’s shoulder,”Niall,calm down mate,I’ll enlighten you..but first hit me with that cheesecake story again…oh-aha hit me!’’

As Harry goes over some phrases and terms Niall thinks of himself as a bit silly for letting himself become so rusty in the dating department but can you blame him?His job keeps his schedule packed and when he wasn’t working,bet your ass he was sleeping or watching a series on Netflix and that regime didn’t allow much free time to brush up on his knowledge of the dating world.

The second date was planned badly because Niall did a half-assed job of absorbing some of Harry’s teaching and the girl was glued to her phone the entire time.Niall stayed 30 minutes,(trying to engage her in conversation but she wasn’t interested in it) before going to a Burger King to get dinner for himself instead.

He and the boys laugh about it over some beers and Niall feels a lot better after he talked to them even though it was embarrasing.They give him some pointers and some terms the “hip youngsters” use and set him up on another date.This time it’s with one of Liam’s friends ,y/n.

When Niall enters the posh restaurant he’s buzzing with energy and confidence because this is the face of a man who knows what he’s doing.Harry leant him a white button up but the light wash jeans and shoes are both Niall’s.

Somewhere between him striding across the hardwood floor to the table his confidence fizzled out and his eloquence was gone with the wind.Maybe it was when he saw you and how beautiful y/n looked under the soft golden lighting,hair down and cascading around her shoulders like waves.You stood and shook his hand,a pleasant smile on your face before smoothing out her mossy green t-shirt dress to sit again.

Louis said to start conversation with a joke but did y/n get the joke?Does she not like llamas?Was that one of Harry’s jokes?Shit please don’t think I’m not funny… or crazy.Niall’s already nervous and now he’s overthinking everything.

y/n asked about sports Niall is interested in and he starts saying things like Neymar’s hairstyles are goals and you know they are but why say ‘goals’ there?

Y/n says she loves Beyonce because Queen Bey encourages positivity in people and he says Beyonce slays.

Y/n’s confused because Liam talked about him in such high esteem,why was he being so shallow?

Niall’s tapping his foot anxiously because he wants nothing more than to crawl into bed and watch Game of Thrones now.He’s already shamed himself enough.This isn’t like Niall it’s like an idiot using all these dumb references.It may have worked for the other guys but not for him.

“Niall,are you ok?You..you’ve been acting off all evening,”,y/n asks eyebrow arched perfectly in question,pink luscious lips slightly pouted.

“Yeah,never been better…am I you’re bae or nah,y/n?”

She looks up at him with a bitch really look on her face because did he really just ask that?

Niall is grateful they haven’t ordered desert yet and there’s nothing to ruin this shirt because it’s Harry’s and he needs to return it clean.

“You do realise bae means crap right?”

Niall is red with embarrassment and wants to shrivel up and cry and hide under the table.

“Be real with me here,why have you been saying all these things?You sound like a teenager.”

Niall tells her everything.Every cringy detail about the past two dates and the boys ‘helping’ him with his dating.You don’t laugh you just smile and sigh.

“Can I tell you a secret?”,you ask.

“Sure.”

“If it were up to me,I would have happily eaten a box or two of pizza with you or some jello no bake cheesecake because this joint is far too fancy for my liking,”you say scrunching up your nose at the silky red table cloth,chandelier and the waiters buzzing around.

Niall laughs whole heartedly,smiling a toothy grin.

“If we’re still being real,I’d be wearing sweat pants too because God knows I can’t dress myself,”,you continue.

“But you look so pretty…I don’t get it,”,Niall says shocked because you look stunning even in this simple outfit.

“Oh my friends dressed me and did this make-up,“,she says smiling and waving a dismissive hand,“everytime I try to do that winged eye thingy I poke myself in the eyeball,I don’t know how though,“she laughs at herself and Niall laughs along with her.

“Harry dressed me tonight in one of his shirts.I,personally, would have liked to wear my grey jumper and be all cozy,”

You gasp and nod in quick succession,“Sameee,but my friends told me the restaurant is too fancy for that,”

It’s half past nine when you leave the restaurant with Niall and he waits with you for a taxi.It’s late and you’re wearing heels that are waging war against the soles of your feet so you strip yourself of them and surrender.Niall’s holding your heels now and you’re wiggling your toes happily against the cold concrete.Niall’s just standing there listening to the sound of the car horns while trying not to look like a creep when he’s inhaling your strawberry scented shampoo.Out of the blue you wrap his free arm around your waist and he blushes but you smile contently,feeling little sparks go off where his hand lay and squeezed the skin the softly.

You pass the time playing I spy and talking about football but your cab pulls up and you have to go.You kiss him goodbye and slip him your phone number telling him to call you tonight.Niall nods and you take your shoes from him,clambering into the back of the cab.

Niall sighs happily and when he gets home he calls you making sure you got home safe before he gets into bed,smiling into his pillow before drifting off to sleep.

The thought struck him late that night and wakes him from his slumber.He’s a hopeless romantic but that doesn’t mean he’s useless.In the new fangled days of relationships he may not know everything but he knows he’s a true gentleman…and the owner of a cheesecake stained shirt.

Bachelor Boys [Part 3]

ProloguePt 1Pt 2Pt 4Pt 5Pt 6Pt 7Pt 8Pt 9Pt 10Pt 11Pt 11.5Epilogue

“I’m sorry,” You blink at the two males who are practically glaring at each other. “But—”

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Jimin Fan Fic 

It was late in the evening when I got a text from my classmate Jimin. He was an odd one id have to say but maybe it was because we had just started talking to each other. I’m sure he’ll open up soon but I’ll admit he is gorgeous and I may have thought of him pressing me against the wall a few times during class and don’t even get me started with his music.

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“The wonderful thing about The Good Fight is that we are in present day. This is modern time and I get to wear some clothes that aren’t shrouded in fur. I get some high heels which are painful after a while. I would say the storyline particularly for The Good Fight is something that absolutely keeps me engrossed in this particular genre, in this particular world so it’s wonderful to b able to dip your toes in and out of all the different fantasy elements and go back to kind of reality.”

Keep You Around [P.1] (Newt Scamander x Thunderbird!Reader)

Originally posted by sweetly87

A/N: As a little background information if you haven’t had time to look into the Ilvermorny houses, the house of Thunderbird represents the soul of the witch or wizard, and favors adventurers.

✩ prompt: no prompt lol

✩ word count: ~900

Keep You Around

It was a typical evening in New York, bitter and cold, as Y/N goes on her nightly walk. 

Y/N lived with two other witches, Queenie and Tina, and as much as she loves their bubbly (and sometimes very loud) company, she sometimes needs her alone time.

Buildings tower over her and people chatter as she weaves her way through the busy streets of Manhattan, and rain threatens to fall above from the huge gray clouds cloaking the evening sky. 

Y/N bundles closer to her jacket, cursing that she didn’t change out of her dress before leaving, the exposed skin of her shins and knees reminding her of what an idiotic choice that was. 

Forging on, Y/N finally arrives at her favorite park and breathes a sigh of relief before following the quaint cobblestone path that runs through it (although walking on cobblestones with heels is a pain in the ass, if you ask her). A twig snaps behind her and she immediately stiffens.

This park was a known meeting spot for witches and wizards, but at this hour, there’s no telling what sort you’d bump into.

She instinctively reaches for her wand inside of her coat, staying completely still as she tries to analyze the situation. 

Something black and small runs past her feet, and the beginning of a spell incantation breaks the silence.

Threatened now, Y/N whips out her wand, “Expelliarmus!” The spell successfully relieves the wizard of his wand then, “Accio Wand.” And the slender wooden wand falls easily into her hand.

She looks up, the man does too, raising his hands in front of himself as if to calm her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Y/N asks.

“Well, er, you see- I’m trying to catch my Niffler.” The man replies, oddly calm, pointing with one hand to the beety eyed creature clinging to a metal park bench.

“You’re what?” Y/N scrutinizes the man, he’s got somewhat wild curly brown hair and a yellow and gray scarf, “Whatever that- that- thing is- you- you can’t use magic in such a public place!”

“I don’t see any muggles around,” The man says, rather innocently, looking around.

“Muggles?” 

“Non..Non-magical beings?”

“You mean no-majs?” 

“Yes, yes,” He replies hurriedly, peaking around your shoulder, “I’m very sorry, Miss, I’ve really got to return him to the others.”

“You know it’s illegal to breed or keep magical creatures in the United States?” 

“Well- um- yes, I do.”

Y/N tilts her head, rather curious about the man, “Who did you say you were?”

“I um, I didn’t-” He smiles nervously, “I’m Newt, Newt Scamander, and I’d really truly appreciate it if you returned my wand?”

Y/N cracks a smile as the man inches closer to her, “I’m Y/N Grimm, and I’d really truly appreciate it if you took me along.”

“Looks like I’m going to have to,” The man- Newt- looks at something behind her, gives her a shy smile, and grabs her arm, “Hold on tight.” 

“What? Where are we-”

And before she could finish her sentence, he had apparated them both, apparating in front of a jewelry store.

“By Greylock, haven’t you a clue of how many rules you’re breaking?” Y/N asks Newt, amused.

“I’ve got a faint idea.” He grins at her before glaring at a small mole looking creature standing perfectly still with necklaces draped over his arm. Newt sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. 

“Is that the niffler?” Y/N asks, laughter in her voice.

“I’m afraid so.” 

And with that, Newt with Y/N right behind him, proceeded to break into the jewelry store, filled with priceless gems. 


“Be very still-” Newt holds an arm out in front of Y/N as he stares down the niffler. 

The two creep closer to the small black creature.

Silence.

They stare at it.

It stares at them.

And just as Newt is beginning to open his briefcase, the Niffler sprints away and Newt lunges after it.

“Newt- Newt,” Y/N reaches out to steady a tall shelf filled with glittering diamonds, “I-I’ve got an idea.”

He looks up at her quizzically, trying to crawl after the small rodent.

“Here- you said the thing likes jewels, right?” 

He nods, looking quite funny half underneath a counter. 

“Well, I suppose we can’t get into more trouble than we’re already in, right?” Y/N grins at the man before removing a hugely over bedazzled diamond and ruby crown and placing it at her feet.

This time it is Y/N telling Newt to stand still as she holds a box expectantly over the crown.

The Niffler looks up. Stares at the crown, and in a second sprinting full speed at it, scuttering across the floor towards the sparkling crown.

Y/N drops the box easily over the small animal, lifting it up momentarily after and giving it to Newt, who is staring at her wide-eyed.

The looks in the box, then back up at Y/N.

“Well I guess I’ll have to keep you around.” He grins at her.

“I guess you will.”


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