hes 20 what do you expect

Tonight I may have had an encounter with the smoothest human being on earth.

As many of you know I work as an actor in a haunted house. This is a fun job for many reasons, but witnessing people’s reactions to being scared is by far the best. I’m a scare window actor, which means I hide behind a section of the wall that is held up by a latch that I can lift and drop away suddenly, scaring people with both my scream, and the loud sound my window makes upon being dropped. I have a small hole drilled in the wall to look through to see people passing.

The smoothest human being on the planet wore a white hoodie. He came in a group with three other friends. I did not expect to scare him much. After a while you can kind of gauge just by what you can glimpse from your peephole whether someone will be a good scare or not. Men in their 20’s in a mixed group of friends typically do not get scared easily. But this guy was wearing white in my blacklight-equipped hallway, so he had made himself an easy target and I had to take advantage.

I dropped my window precisely when he was in front of it.

He leapt back toward the wall on the other side of my narrow hallway and his drew back his arm like he meant to punch me.

“This is it.” I thought. “I’m finally going to be socked in the face for scaring someone.”

But I was wrong.

His arm kept curling back behind his head. Smoothly, flawlessly, effortlessly he tucked his hand behind his head, leaned back on the wall opposite me, and propped a foot up on the plywood frame of my open window, reclining with ease.

“So, come here often?” He asked.

All of this occurred within the span of a second. Maybe two.

I was shook. I was stunned. I almost broke character.

I shrugged. “Only on the weekends.” I replied with my character voice. His group laughed. He double finger gunned me and walked on.

I will never forget him.

I cannot stress enough how perfect his transition from his fear reaction to his playboy act was. It flowed so naturally.

He is already a legend in my haunt.

The Mean Marquis

Lafayette x Reader

Note: So @a-schuylerr made a post about different Lafayette fic scenarios they would like to see and I got inspired. Thank you to @thatoneimaginesblog for being my proofreader and for putting up with me spamming you with my process on this fic. This is my longest fic and I am really excited for you to read it!

Warning: smut and that’s basically it

Word Count: 7,204 ( I expected it to be long just not this long)

Tagged: @hamiltonsquills @mehrmonga @iamgrayfox @rottwat @beckett-faye @justanotherone2u @aph-bermuda @haletotheking24


When your father first announced that you were to marry a French nobleman in just over a month, you felt as if your throat had fallen into your stomach. You were angry and shocked, so angry that you could hardly form a sentence before you stormed off.

That was three days ago, your anger had subsided and left you feeling worried. Worried about the man you were going to be married to. He wasn’t just any old French nobleman he was the Marquis de Lafayette, more affectionately known as the “Mean Marquis”. You’d heard stories about him about his ruthless and cold nature when it came to business. You had also heard about how popular he was with women, and that he was always surrounded by them.

“It’s just not fair!” you yell. You’d walked far enough away from you family’s home that you know you can speak without being heard. “I don’t even know him why should I marry him?” you groan as you sink to your knees.

You take a deep breath as you feel yourself start to panic. How on earth is he going to treat me? You wonder. After everything you’ve heard about him, the best you can hope for is that he will ignore you. He will probably give you a child or two but for the most part, just forget you even exist.

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So we were starting a new campaign, and my DM had a terrible experience previously in which the characters never properly met up in-game, so he wanted to make sure this time that all of us ended up in the right place together. Before we started the game he had texted one of the players to tell her there was a secret passage out of her jail cell leading to the place where she (a halfling rogue) could meet up with us. But her phone was acting weird so she didn’t get the text, so when it came time for her to escape, he expected her to know what to do, and she didn’t.
DM: So they’re waiting for you on the other side. The guard is heading for your cell.
Rogue: Uh…I should probably leave now.
DM: *kicking her under the table* Yeah. So. The guard is coming. How are you gonna do that?
Rogue: Can I show him my tits?
DM: What? Why?
Rogue: I flash the guard.
DM: ??? Okay fine, roll persuasion.
Rogue: *rolls a nat 20*
DM: …he is so enchanted by your marvelous tits that he escorts you out of jail and leads you to the rest of the party.

Making out with… Johnny


Anon: So excited for the making out with Johnny post it might kill but who cares

Anon: I really need making out with Johnny and yuta and hansol lmao I can’t wait for those


Anon: Can you do a making out with johnny please :)

Anon: Hello! 😊 Could you do “making out with Johnny” too? Pleasee and thank you!! (I love your blog and your last making out with Taeyong bruhh i loved it sooo much ;-;; this boy will be the death of me i swear)

Hello! I hope you like this (not as good as the one i did for tae but like that is hard to beat anyway lol) 


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  • Mhmmm Johnny
  • What a guy - I’ve seriously been having so many dream about him
  • It was great
  • Okay anyway lmao
  • Johnny wouldn’t be afraid to make out with you anywhere
  • A N Y W H E R E 
  • Of course he’d keep it PG
  • So a lot of skinship and cuddles and shit
  • But if another member happened to be there, whilst you were making out, he really wouldn’t care 
  • He’d usually be the one initiating it but if you did it,
  • He literally loved it
  • As soon as you dominated the kiss, he’d moan into the kiss, not trying to be sexual but because he found it hot as fuck
  • Johnny liked to put both hands on your face
  • Not necessarily both cupping your cheeks
  • But like one holding your chin 
  • And the other playing with your hair
  • There’s not much reason behind it apart from the fact that he just did it as a habit
  • I think Johnny has the nicest lips out of the whole word NCT
  • I thought I’d just put that in there
  • But seriously, they look nice and soft and I think he’d be very experienced in this field
  • He’d know how to get a reaction out of you and what kind of things you liked
  • Puts his sole focus on you!!! 
  • He does this a lot anyway in the relationship
  • But he definitely makes sure he keeps it up when you’re making out
  • Uses his tongue A LOT
  • But he makes sure it’s not messy or disgusting or sloppy like a lot of people make the mistake of doing
  • He’ll slowly enter his tongue, but not shove it down lol
  • If you show a sign of discomfort or something, he’ll take it out again but most of the time you’re okay
  • His kisses are deep and slow, not rushed
  • He thinks it’s better that way
  • Rushed kisses don’t mean much to him but they might happen occasionally
  • Like if he’s jealous or you want a quick one because of time 
  • His kisses are super deep though and he’ll tilt his head a little in order to go a little deeper
  • The type to gasp for air
  • A lot
  • He sometimes forgets to breathe
  • So he pants a lot and will pull away looking at you breathing heavily, before going back in
  • He’ll smirk if you make a sound
  • Whether that’s a groan or moan or gasp 
  • Any sound is a good sign to him and he’ll do all he can to get one out of you
  • Prefers to have you sitting on something like a kitchen counter or chest of drawers as he stands between your legs
  • If you get really into it, you’ll wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer to you
  • Sometimes he’ll get a bit excited lol and involuntarily grind against you
  • You know how I said with Taeyong, only 20% of the time does making out lead to sex
  • Well with Johnny it’s the opposite
  • 20% it doesn’t end with sex
  • Just expect sex when you start okay lol
  • Might “accidentally” slip his fingers into your panties or pants lmao
  • He’s horny all the time okay I just think he has a high sex drive but anyway
  • Let’s save that for another day yes ?
  • Will sometimes let his hands rest on your hips
  • And he’ll calmly and softly rub circles on your skins
  • He’ll do it if you’ve had a stressful day and need relaxing
  • And it definitely helps you calm down
  • I don’t know what else to say now lol
  • Oh yeah!
  • Making out would be very regular like twice a day 
  • It’s typical for him to wake you up even more by kissing you a lot
  • And it’s also typical of him to kiss you before bed
  • It’s like your daily routine
  • Further into the relationship, and neither of you will be able to get up or sleep until you’ve had your daily make out session lol
  • I’ve basically based these off dreams #dontjudge
  • Johnny would just be a lovely boyfriend and kisser
  • He!!!is!!!such!!!good!!!boyfriend!!!material!!!
  • But I think y'all already knew that!

Making out with… series

A-Z NSFW: Baekhyun

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A = Aftercare 
While he’s kind of a spastic mess, he’s a very tender lover. He doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you or cause you discomfort, and he knows how much his style of sex affects you, so he’s very keen on aftercare. He’s got a thing about smells, so I can see after being rubbed down with a warm rag or after a shower, he’ll give you a little massage with some sweet smelling lotion just to make sure you’re really soft and clean and happy.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
For him, his favorite body part is his hands(see to Kink for more). On you, he loves your legs. he loves how the warm skin wraps around his hips, how soft they feel beneath his fingers, not to mention when they’re surrounding his head…

C = Cum 
For the most part, he comes in you. But every once in a while he likes having you on your knees, and he gets to paint your chest. Of course, being the oh so loving man he is, he makes sure to clean you off too, it’s only fair since he made the mess anyways.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 
It’s not technically a secret, but what he really does with it is a secret. Of course, being with Baekhyun means he’s away on tours a lot, and after a long discussion of making sure no fucking one would see them besides him, you let him take a few pictures of yourself…for him to take with him on tour. But he didn’t tell you that he kind of uses them daily, when you’re not around and he’s locked in the bathroom…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
This little bitch….anyways, EXO laugh at too many dick jokes for me to ever believe he’s an innocent baby, I don’t know if he’s put it to good use, but that boy knows too much already. If anything, EXO are pro porn watchers, fight me. Baekhyun’s hips and mouth and fingers…….he’s got the tools, and he knows how to work them.

F = Favorite position
Baekhyun’s a guy that I feel really likes just chilling, laying back, and letting you ride the fuck out of him. He likes that he can have somewhat control, holding your hips, guiding your speed or just holding you still so he can thrust up into you. Or his personal favorite, is you topping, laying your torso against his and letting him hold you, while you grind away.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Do you know who we’re talking about here? Baekhyun can’t hold a serious face if it meant saving his life. He’s nothing but a ball of breathless giggles in the bedroom, there’s not a serious moment in there.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Baek’s so soft and mushy I love it…we’ve seen his tummy fucking hell the abs pics I just looked at for this part fml and his tummy is pretty clean, no trail. So I think he trims pretty well, I don’t think he’s bare, just keeps it nice and neat.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Baekhyun isn’t that romantic in the bedroom, beside telling you his love and adoration for you, most of his romance is reserved for the non-sexual part of your romance, where he tries to go above and beyond with roses and fancy dinners. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)
You’re not able to be around as much as he gets horny, so Baek jerks off more than he’d like to admit. He’s pretty sneaky about it, and can do it in record speed too. Anyone would think he just went to the bathroom, but nah, he’s just in there jerkin’ it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
It’s kind of weird, but he has a kink for his own fingers. They’re so long and slender and so so pretty when they’re trailing across your skin, making your body so hypersensitive to his touch especially when he’s thrusting them in and out of your core.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
Baek, while a hyper brat, is pretty lazy when he’s got time off. He’s just lounging around the living room most of the time, watching tv and eating, so naturally that’s where you are too. Aaaand that means he’s not going to give a damn about moving into the bedroom when he’s horny. Honestly at this point, when EXO has time off, and you’re at the dorm, it’s pretty much an unspoken rule that the boys stay out of the dorm, or at least give a hour heads up before returning.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
He’s such a little shit all the time, the thing that turns him on the most is when you’re the one being a little shit. Giving him those intense looks that he knows the meaning to, brushing his thigh teasingly, lowering your voice to almost a whisper. He’s basically pushing you to the bedroom after that.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He’s more goofy and is on the same level with you in most things, dominance isn’t his thing at all. You or him,  he’d rather you be equal in the bedroom.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
The amazing vocalist he is, his tongue was designed by the gods for greatness, and greatness meaning going down on you. He’s a god, you don’t know if he’s trying to please you or kill you, honestly the outcome is the same. He’s going to kill you with his tongue. Your grave will say ‘died with byun baekhyun between my thighs’. Bless you. On the flip side, he’s a horny little toad and it would never cross his mind to reject a bj, he practically gets on his knees to beg you to get on yours.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Baekhyun’s what I like to call a jackrabbit fucker. He’s got such a fast and hard(not so much rough) pace it’s almost unbearable…almost. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He’s not the biggest fan of quickies, he normally isn’t very satisfied with one round, let alone a quick one, and he doesn’t like that, or knowing you’re not really satisfied yet either. In the rare occasions they happen, it always ends with a promise that he’ll make it up to you later, when he can really get his hands on you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
While he is kind of freaky dinky, I don’t think he’s that outrageous with sex. A few picks out of a kamasutra  book, a few new toys, one time you snuck into one of the other members’ room, but nothing leaves the house. No public sex or anything, he’s a mess when he’s home. I mean what’s the worst that’ll happen? The boys see Baekhyun naked? Yeah, like that’s anything new… 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
He does the very most…all the time. Baekhyun is such an excited puppy, he never tires out, how does he do it, what coffee does he drink, I need to know. His stamina is insanely high, he can go for probably 20 minutes(actual sex), and can last at least three rounds on the minimum. If you get in bed with Baekhyun, expect a long night.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
I think Baekhyun would have a few toys, just some basic ones. He has some handcuffs hidden away, and a few small vibratos so he can have at his mercy and he can play with you all night long. The idiot definitely has stupid condoms, like glow in the dark and star wars themed ones…dork…

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
We all know Baekhyun is a little shit, he starts with Xiumin, eggs on Soo(cmon yall know he does it on purpose), mocks the fuck out of Tao, he’s a full blown toddler. And he’s just the same in the bedroom, you’ll probably have to threaten to kick him in the neck to get him to get on with it, he can and will tease you until you’re pretty much in tears. Little shit…

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Listen….the boy’s a vocalist….have y’all heard him sing? Do I have to explain the high notes? Do I really? Well anyways, y’all might as well just record your sessions, SM might be able to weave some of them high notes into a new hit song for EXO. Baekhyun is so vocal and loud in the bedroom, I almost want to recommend you ear plugs, he might bust your ear drum while he busts a nut.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Bacon is a joke, I know it’s not funny to make fun of foreign names, but my Nana can’t seem to understand how to fit the Hyun into that, tbh she only has like three teeth so maybe she just can’t….anyways, it was a joke, that you got ‘Baekhyun’ Lube, and of course he was like ‘tf you talking about did SM do some weird fucking shit and put out a BDSM line of exo shiz or????’ ‘nah babe it’s bacon flavor. get it? bacon? baekhyun? lol’
side note, don’t even try bacon lube, it tastes like ass

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Baekhun does one of the best tuck jobs in EXO and it makes me mad, Suho out there jumping in front of a stadium of fans with his dick slappin his leg, and this little bastard can’t give us more than just a few bulge pics? Smh. Anyways, Nana’s word is law when it comes to talking dicks, and in the wise words of my 60 year old grandma, “he ain’t big, shorty, but he’s like…a humper…like a bunny just goin’ at it. it ain’t big, but he sure fucks you wild.” I don’t know what that means, but I’m going with it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
He’s like an excited puppy, he’s always trying to hump your leg…metaphorically, that is. He’s always itching to get his hands on you, it’s a wonder he manages to remember to eat and shower when all he can think about is how to get you back in the bedroom with him and out of your clothes.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Baekhyun’s a very clingy and lovey baby, we all know this. You can’t get him out your hair in most aspects of your relationship, and post sex isn’t any different. He wants to curl up with you, naked as ever, and sleep with his love, he’s not even going to attempt to move from that bed for a good few hours, have a nice nap y’all, congrats on gettin that good dicc.

The Akatsuki as high school teachers

What teaching roles would the Akatsuki take on if they were forced to become high school teachers?

1. Pein

Teaches: History. His voice sends people to sleep.

Pein: “And in the Ancient Roman period the life expectancy was only 20 to 30 years. This has many contributing factors. Such as, but not limited to…”

Student: “Oh my god why won’t he talk faster.”

Pein: “No talking in my class. And don’t blaspheme my name like that.”

2. Konan

Teaches: Careers. She’s a little too motherly.

Konan: “And when you finish high school, you can go and do whatever you set your mind to.”

Student: “Can I become a chef?”

Konan: “Of course!”

Student #2: “Can I become a mob boss???”

Konan: “You can do whatever your heart tells you to hun.”

3. Itachi

Teaches: Computing and I.T. Well he tries at least.

Itachi: “Okay…..so today you’ll be using Photoshop to create a website design.”

Student: “You just opened up Microsoft Paint.”

Itachi: “Yes…I meant to do that…..give me a second.”

Student: “Can you even see the screen clearly?”

Itachi: “Honestly? No. I am going blind. Just do whatever.”

4. Kisame

Teaches: Gym. He has a pretty fierce rivalry with the other gym teacher.

Kisame: “Right! Let’s do some good old rope climbing today!”

Student: “Mr Gai had us do that yesterday.”

Kisame: “…..Right. Then we’ll be using the horse vault instead.”

Student: “Also yesterday. He said something about not remembering if there was another gym teacher or not so we just did everything.”

Kisame: “OH FOR FU-”

5. Hidan

Teaches: Religion. Even though he’s just a substitute. 

Hidan: “And THAT is why you should hail Lord Jashin as your saviour.”

Student: “Mr Hidan this is an English Literature class.”

Hidan: “Do I give a fuck? No. Shut the fuck up.”

6. Kakuzu

Teaches: Economics. Yes it’s as terrible as you think.

Kakuzu: “Setting up an interest account will not only teach you to save money but will also earn you even MORE money in the long run.”

Student: “Thanks for the advice! But the exam is about taxes so I really think we should be-”

Kakuzu: “Taxes are the devil. I will have no part in teaching it. If you fail then that’s your own problem”

7. Deidara

Teaches: Art. As a substitute. He hates being the substitute. 

Deidara: “Alright kiddos get out your clay we’re gonna be making SCULPTURES.”

Student: “But Mr Sasori has been teaching us still life painting so shouldn’t we be continuing that?”

Deidara: “Ha ha, Mr Sasori can suck a dick because he’s an idiot. I said get out your clay.”

8. Sasori

Teaches: Art. 

Sasori: “Sorry I was away. I had a nasty head cold and- what the hell are those?”

Student: “Um…..Mr Deidara told us to make clay sculptures yesterday and it was actually really fun! We’re hoping we can finish-”

Sasori: “Throw those hideous things in the trash where they belong.”

9. Tobi/Obito

Teaches: Drama. As two different “brothers”.

Tobi: “Okay! Let’s practise our facial expressions now! Pull the stupidest face you can and your partner has to try not to laugh! Then we’re gonna practise ANIMAL NOISES!”

Student: “Holy shit Mr Uchiha’s brother is on some sort of drug or something.”

Tobi: “What did you say about my brother?? That he’s super handsome?? Yeah I know!”

10. Zetsu

Teaches: Biology. Things tend to go missing.

Zetsu: “Okay. Today we are dissecting frogs.”

Student: “Ewww….cool! Where are they?”

Zetsu: “I…..didn’t eat them. I swear.”

Student: “…..oh.”

BTS Reaction - You being angry but they think it’s cute

Namjoon (RM) 

You were angry at Namjoon for having broken your new compact blush that you had brought just last week. It was something that you’ve been waiting to buy and finally got it and you only used it a couple of times. 

“Namjoon, you broke another one of my stuff and this one was new too.” You pouted as you yelled softly to your boyfriend. Even though Namjoon knew you were upset but he couldn’t get over how cutely you were acting despite being angry. 

“I’m sorry, you know I can’t help it. But babe you’re so cute when you get angry…” He laughed as you tried to giggled your way out of his embrace, as it was obvious that you were slightly annoyed at his comment. “Okay okay, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” 

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Seokjin (Jin) 

You finally got home after a long day at job to find a huge mess that Jin had made in the kitchen. “What happened here? Why is there such a big mess?” It was obviously that you were a mixture of tired and frustrated at this point, and because you were also tired you wasn’t fully angry with your boyfriend. 

“I’m sorry Y/N but I promise that I would clean up later. Please don’t get mad.” he said gently while trying to hold your hand. But you ignored his small gesture and started to clean while still yelling at Jin about the mess and about how tired to you were. Jin didn’t response but quietly stood behind you with his arms wrapped around your wrist. 

“Y/N you’re so cute when you’re like this. I promised I will clean up the mess but first can you try the cake that I made for you.” he would whisper in your ear and you couldn’t help but smiled, accepting the cake offer. 

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Yoongi (Suga) 

You sat on the couch in the dark while you waited for your boyfriend to come home from the studio. He has been coming home really late recently and sometimes he would even stay locked up in his studio for a whole day. You couldn’t blame because you know that work is more important right now since the comeback is approaching, but you couldn’t help but feel a little neglected. Around 2:30am, you heard the front door unlock. 

“Why are you coming home late?” you didn’t get the answer from Yoongi but just sat down next to you so he could take his shoes off. You start to mumble about him coming home so late even though you understood the reason but you didn’t like having to sleep in an empty bed for the past two 2 months. But even after all that angry mumbling, Yoongji remained unfazed. So you twisted around and tried to make eye contract with him, pushing your face extremely close to his. “Are you listening?” 

Before you even realised, your boyfriend swiftly pecked you on the lips. “Stop with your cute mumbling and let’s go to bed then.” you were still dumbfounded by his action as he dragged you into the bedroom. 

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Hoseok (Jhope) 

Your boyfriend was having a hard time trying to not any louder than he already was. Seeing you stomp around the living room angrily was adorable to him. You saw that Hoseok wasn’t really paying attention to what you were saying, so you stomped quickly towards him with your arms crossed and cheeks fully puffed out. 

“Why do you never take me seriously, is it obvious that I am angry right now. Hoseok ahhh… stop laughing.” Your boyfriend clenched onto his stomach that was started to burn from all the laughing and tears were forming at his eyes. 

“Y/N you look like a baby club trying to be intimidating, it’s just so cute.” as he pulled you in and sat you on his lap with his hands ruffling through your hair. “If you stop being so adorable then I will take you seriously. But I will give you a kiss since I didn’t take you seriously this time.”  

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After rushing out to a meeting this morning, you already didn’t get to eat breakfast properly and now Jimin was taking forever to get ready to go out to lunch. You have already waited over 45 minutes for him and he still wasn’t done, you were starting to wonder if he was doing this on purpose. 

“Jimin ahhh! Where are you? When are you going to be done? I’m hungry! Can you hear me?” in an annoyed tone, nearly demanding him to hurry up. But there was no reply. “Hurry up I want food! I’m hungry!!!” more annoyed than 30 seconds ago. 

“Okay babe, I’m coming.” he came out to you on the sofa with your arms crossed and an angry pout on your face. “Y/N why are you so cute when you’re hangry?” he tried his hardest to not laugh seeing you puff out your cheeks even further. “Sorry I told so long. Let’s go get food and you can eat anything you want.”

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Taehyung (V) 

“How can someone be so unreasonable? He wants me to do everything while he sits around doing I don’t know what. How can he expected me to do deliver documents but be back for a meetings in 20 minutes. It takes at least 45 minutes just to get there, let alone be back in 20 minutes. Does he think I can fly or something? I’m so angry…” as you rant about your annoying boss nonstop to your boyfriend who just sat quietly and listened. 

You weren’t one to get angry often because you have a lot of patient and a good control over your temper. But in the rare occasions that you are angry, you would split words out at top speed nonstop. Sometimes you would blur out words that Taehyung wouldn’t understand what you were saying but he found that extremely cute. 

Eventually you starting talking so fast that your face was getting red from the lack of air. To stop you, Taehyung cupped your face together between his two large hands and squished them together, making you look like nemo. “I can’t deal with how cute you are.” 

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Jungkook was in the kitchen getting a cup of water when you stormed through the front door with anger all over your face. “Babe. What got you so angry?” curious as to why you were in the state that you are now. Even though you have a short temper but it never lasted too long. Normally by the time you walked up the stairs to the apartment, you would already have forgotten why you were angry about. 

“Don’t get me started…” you paused and took in a deep breath and now your boyfriend knew he was in for an earful. “This lady nearly killed me just then! How does someone that drives that like ever get their driving license. She think she owns that road, going in zigzag direction. I swear she was drunk… and and she had her phone in her hand. Why do I already encounter stupid people like that.” 

Maybe it was because of your small size but the sight of you pacing up and down the kitchen with your hands in a tiny fists was adorable to him. especially seeing you this angry for this long was something very new to him. “But Y/N, out of all these stupid people, you encountered your charming boyfriend.” blowing you a kiss which immediately made you forget all the angry rambling a second ago. 

Originally posted by nnochu

The Mean Marquis (Version 2)

Lafayette x Reader

Note: It’s here! The updated version of The Mean Marquis, it is still the same fic, the same story just with some additional scenes that were not there before. This version is not as rushed and I am really happy with the finished product so I hope you are too!

Warnings: There’s two sex scenes but other than that it’s basically fluff

Word Count: 10,017 

Tagged: @hamiltonsquills @mehrmonga @iamgrayfox @rottwat @beckett-faye @tallish-hobbit  


When your father first announced that you were to marry a French nobleman in just over a month, you felt as if your throat had fallen into your stomach. You were angry and shocked, so angry that you could hardly form a sentence before you stormed off.

That was three days ago, your anger had subsided and left you feeling worried. Worried about the man you were going to be married to. He wasn’t just any old French nobleman he was the Marquis de Lafayette, more affectionately known as the “Mean Marquis”. You’d heard stories about him about his ruthless and cold nature when it came to business. You had also heard about how popular he was with women, and that he was always surrounded by them.

“It’s just not fair!” you yell. You’d walked far enough away from you family’s home that you know you can speak without being heard. “I don’t even know him why should I marry him?” you groan as you sink to your knees.

You take a deep breath as you feel yourself start to panic. How on earth is he going to treat me? You wonder. After everything you’ve heard about him, the best you can hope for is that he will ignore you. He will probably give you a child or two but for the most part, just forget you even exist.

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i used to work at a college bookstore, which meant that along with textbooks we also sold school supplies, clothes with the school logo on it, backpacks, stuff like that. one day i was wandering around the main floor, folding clothes as needed, desperately wishing that a meteor would crash through the ceiling and deliver me from this hell, when i passed this guy (maybe like 20 or 21) who was with his mother, looking for clothes and supplies for school. they’re obviously arguing but i wasn’t really listening until i heard “…FINE! I’ll just ASK SOMEONE WHO WORKS HERE”

and he turns to me and goes “yo do you work here”

“yeah” i say, expecting to be asked which backpack was best for carrying lots of books or something like that

and he goes “do you think a guy can wear pink?” before pointedly glaring at his mother, who glares back

not what a 17 year old is expecting to hear at her first job at 8 AM

“…” blink. blink. “yeah of course”

“SEE” and he just slam-dunked a pink backpack into the cart and walked off to pick out some school supplies, followed by his very annoyed but resigned looking mother

i think about this a lot

NCT 127 reaction to their S/O hugging them from behind


Anon: nct reaction to s/o hugging them from behind

This isn’t as long as I wanted it to be but it’ll have to do…. enjoy! :-) Also I am literally like 20 followers away from 3k uhmmm ???? Wow hsjxhdjdhjdjd pls expect a follow forever when I get there (i should probably start writing it now) and possibly a message if ur my mutual❤️


Originally posted by taei

Would smile so shyly and sweetly, slightly embarrassed (you know what smile I’m talking about) He wasn’t used to this kind of skin ship from you; quick pecks and shy hand holding were your thing. He’d put his hands over yours, rocking from side to side, probably still trying to get over his embarrassment.


Originally posted by muraldepaleta

This abnormally tall child (who am I kidding? I’m a tall ass child myself) would possibly be a little annoyed at you initiating skin ship. He’d like being the one initiating skin ship with you, the one kissing you first or hugging you first. Of course he’d love it, but at first he’d be a tiny bit annoyed. “Jagi! Y/N!” He’d cry. “Let me do that you; it’ll be better- wait!” He’d spin around, turning you round gently before wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning down to rest his head on your shoulder/head. “Hmm, doesn’t this feel better like this?“


Originally posted by neotechs

Taeyong wouldn’t say anything. His heart would stop momentarily; these little gestures of yours would mean a lot to him and he’d love it. Smiling, he’d turn round, pulling your forwards into his chest. One hand running through your hair, the other wrapped around your waist. You too weren’t always that into skin ship so this would be a very special moment for the pair of you.


Originally posted by nkmtos

This undercover fuck boy would love this gesture and attention. He’d playfully push you off, dusting off his shoulders and sorting out his hair. “Ah, jagiya! Stop trying to ruin my vibe!” He’d tease you for a bit, but when he saw you pouting - his ultimate weakness - and beginning to turn and leave, he’d reach out and give you a back hug too, begging to you to stay and cuddle.


Originally posted by nctinfo

This guy would react like WinWin. He’d blush and smile widely, possibly squeal a little bit too out of excitement. ”That was so cute! Do it again! Do it again!“ He’d push your arms away gently, asking you to do it again. Every time you did his heart would flutter slightly and he’d giggle like a school boy. You had never seen him in this state before, but you defiantly weren’t complaining.


Originally posted by haenyan

Jaehyun wouldn’t react one bit, but you wouldn’t be able to see his cheeks flush and feel his heart race faster. He’d let you cling on like a koala bear, smirking when you start to walk away upset he hadn’t hugged you back or acknowledged him. Following you behind, you oblivious of him doing this, he’d wrap his arms around your waist and pull up into a back hug: “hmm, don’t worry, Y/N. I love you a lot you know that?”, not wanting to actually upset you for real.


Originally posted by y-ta

Awe, this little ray of sunshine my little child lol He loved it when you wrapped your arms tightly from behind. He blushed furiously, giggling slightly at how cute and adorable you were. Turning around, he’d wrap his arms around your waist, picking you up and twirling you round, the pair of you laughing like idiots.


Originally posted by neotechs

This boy would be startled at first, possibly a little shy at your gesture. “Y/N!!” He’d whine quietly. “You love it really”, you’d tease him, still holding onto him. Of course he did, but he wouldn’t admit it. He’d let you carry on in silence, before giving into you by turning around and giving you a quick squeeze and peck.


Originally posted by haenyan

He’d literally squeal and laugh and absolutely love it. He’ll gush about how cute you are and how much he loves you, running up to the other members and showing you off for your skinship. For the rest of the day, he will literally do anything for you, offering you piggybacks and giving you lots of food. There was no real, legitimate reason for him to do this - but, he’d just use it as an excuse to spoil you.

anonymous asked:

Peter meeting Tony's son peter Parker

(I made Peter younger in this one, hope thats alright anon!)


“So do you wanna eat something with me after the meeting?” asks Peter and Tony looks at him.

How do you say no to someone if you really wanna see yes?

“I… i don’t know…” whispers Tony back and Fury looks at him.

“Want to share it with the class, Stark?” asks Fury and Tony slides a bit down in his seat.

Steve sends him an angry glare. Normally Tony wouldn’t mind, but after the civil war… he tries really hard to be good. And the Guardians are new in their team…well they aren’t really in there team…but helping them.

Tony loves them. Because they always treat him good.

“Come on.” whispers Peter and he smiles so beautiful, that Tony nods.

Steves glares again. And even Bucky growls.


“Pepper please i need you to help me.” whines Tony an hour later when he is back at his apartment. Peter is going to meet him in exactly 20 minutes and he has no one to watch after his son.

“And you know that i love to look after Peter. But i’m in Tokyo what do you expect me to do?” laughs Pepper and Tony smiles at her.

She isn’t Peters real mother but she treated him always so well. Peter loves his Aunty a lot.

“What about Rhodey?” asks Tony and Pepper rolls her eyes. She smiles fondly.

“You and i both know that he is laying behind me in the bed.” laughs Pepper and Tony can see that Rhodey holds up a thumb now in the video feed. Tony giggles.

“You two are way too cute.” sighs Tony and Pepper winks at him.

“What about next week? Rhodey and i would take Peter then.” says Pepper and Tony nods.

“Well i guess i have to cancel the date. I mean i could give Peter to Steve or anyone. But i still…don’t trust them.” says Tony and Pepper nods.

“I understand that. And i’m sorry.” says Pepper and Tony shakes his head.

“Not your fault. I wished…i just wished Peter had a real family.” says Tony and he tries to blink his tears away.

He hears a door then and quickly says his goodbyes to Pepper and Rhodey.

“Peter i told you not to open any doors when…” begins Tony and when he enters the living room he stops.

Because there are two Peters in his living room. oh no.

“Daddy look! I found a friend.” says his son and grins proudly. Peter sits in front of him on the couch and gets his hair done.

Peter loves it to braid anyones hair. And now the big Peter as a few little pigtails. Tony can’t help it, but he giggles.

“Hey Tony.” says Peter and he smiles so beautifully again.

“Hey.” whispers Tony back and he needs to sit down.

Well you see. Normally nobody gets to meet his son. Pepper and Rhodey are the godparents, so of course Peter is their little sunshine. His son also knows the avengers…but he doesn’t like them anymore…after everything.

And since that he is very carefully with that. Not everybody knows that he has a son.

“I didn’t know you had such a beautiful kid.” says Peter and the little Peter giggles.

“Daddy he said i’m beautiful!” shrieks Petey and Tony smiles.

“Course you are.” he answers easily, because his son is beautiful, thank you.

“Beautiful just like his dad.” says Peter and Tony looks down. It doesn’t seems like a problem for Peter, that Tony has a son. He seems like he adores it.

Tony blushes.

“He also told me his name was Peter.” says the big Peter and Tony nods. Well what a coincidence.

“Daddy calls me Petey and sometimes sunshine.” explains Petey then and Peter laughs.

“That fits you really well! Can you tell me how old you are?” asks Peter than and his son holds five fingers up.

“I’m five already! Means im almost allowed in the lab and can build my own r-r-robot! But daddy says i can start whenever i want he won’t pr-pressure me into something.” says Petey and Peter looks back at Tony.

“Sounds like Tony is a good dad?” he says and Petey nods.

“He is the best.” giggles Petey and blows his daddy a kiss. Tony smiles at his son.

“So what do you say Junior do you wanna go to the park with your dad and me? We can eat something together later.” says Peter and Petey jumps up and down.

“Can…can we go to the swings? I love them!” says Petey and Peter laughs at that.

“We can do anything you want.” he says and when Tony reaches for their coats, Peter helps his son to tie his shoes. Tony smiles down at them.

Half a hour later they are sitting on a park bench and Petey is on his swings.

“Daddy, Peter! Look!” squeaks Peter every two minutes and whenever he does it Peter and Tony wave towards him.

“So…” starts Tony then and fiddles with his hands.

“I like him.” answers Peter easily and Tony looks back at him.

“You do?” asks Tony carefully and Peter smiles.

“Of course i do! He is just like you. How could i not love him?” he asks and Tony chokes.

When Petey yells again Peter stands up and goes over to him. Peter takes the little boy on his lap and starts to swing a bit higher. But Tony can see how he holds Petey tightly and is careful with him.

Mabye…yeah maybe Peter is somebody who would treat Tony and especially his son like they deserve.

☆It’s a Deal☆

Author: Jaegeronice
Anime: Boku no Hero Academia
Character: Bakugou Katsuki
Scenario: He has a hard time admitting his love for you, but Bakugou really does care about you. In his own aggressive way. So when he finally amps up to confess, how does it turn out?
Warnings: some lewd images I guess, swearing, of course. It’s Kacchan, what do you expect?

12:20 in the afternoon, you walked alone.

It wasn’t unusual to see you wandering the halls by yourself during lunch hours, and sit down somewhere secluded where nobody can bother you. You didn’t exactly favor the attention of people, or the social interaction and all that. That’s probably why you had always avoided Bakugou, the angriest person in the world.

But that’s what pissed him off even more. Because - despite being too stubborn at first to admit it - he was flat out in love with you.

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More Than That (Pt. 1)

[Summary]: Who knew your boyfriend knew Tony Stark in college. At a college alumni party, you meet the Avengers and they immediately take a liking to you, treating you like a “sister-like” figure. Except for one super soldier who likes you “more than that”. When your relationship starts to fall apart, you confide in Steve about it who’s willing to do anything to be more than friends with you.

[Pairing]: Steve x reader (mentions of the team)

Tagging: @bovaria @marvel-ash @just-call-me-mrs-captain @dividedwecantfall @buckysmetallicstump @mellifluous-melodramas @avengerofyourheart @buckyslion @metalarmproblems @marvelingatthewonder @beccaanne814-blog @mcuimxgine @capsbuchanan @imagine-assembling-the-avengers @that-sokovian-bastard @hellomissmabel @abovethesmokestacks @maybe-mikala @violentlyfarts @hymnofthevalkyries @after-avenging-hours @buckys-shield @buckysberrie @callamint @redgillan @whotheeffisbucky @candyrogers @blueeyedbucky @tragicalchemist @marvelous-fvcks @professionally-crazed @thetalesofmooseandsquirrel @fanfic-shiz @i-dont-know-how-to-write @iwillbeinmynest @theassetseyeliner @lilasiannerd @aubzylynn @viollettes @tatortot2701 @marvelatthepeople @raegan-darling

A/N: BSB gif was made by yours truly! More Backstreet Boys comin’ your way, peeps! [x] This one literally screamed Steve’s name when I was listening to it, so here’s the result… A short series!

Originally posted by marvelgifs

You will never forget the first time you met the Avengers. It was a pretty surreal moment for you. And all because your boyfriend had went to college with the most well known member of the team.

A party invitation had been sent to the apartment the one day and you almost had to do a double-take, noticing the address it said where the invite came from. For a second you almost thought that it was a practical joke from one of Greg’s buddies.

“Hey, hun,” you said to him as you walked into the kitchen. “This isn’t another joke from Billy, is it?” And you tossed the envelope into his lap.

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William Nylander #3

- read the rest of the parts for this imagine here -

Anonymous: can you write another william nylander imagine?

A/N: So this has been in my drafts for a while, and just recently these past couple days I’ve got so much motivation to keep writing this little story. So it will have several parts, and I hope you all enjoy :)

Word Count: 2,963

Originally posted by leafbabies

“It’s not fair,” you heard a voice say, “are we just supposed to ignore the fact the owners daughter is smoking hot?” With that you stopped dead in your tracks, leaning against the wall just before the dressing rooms, and decided to listen in on whatever conversation you were the topic of. 

“She’s obviously off limits, Willy,” you could recognize Naz’s voice. 

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Driven Motive: Part 2

Author: @lovefilledtragedy

Pairing: Mitch Rapp x Female Reader/OFC

Word Count: 4.3k

Warnings: Cussing (you’ve all been warned before), pissed off Y/N, pissed off Mitch, intense fighting (of course)

Summary: After two weeks since agreeing to become a part of Orion, Y/N is finally brought to Stan Hurley to be more properly trained in his recruitment camp at the Barn and is introduced to the other ‘damaged good’, the one and only Mitch Rapp.

Author’s Notes: IT IS MITCH TIME EVERYONEEEEE. Ha, this is going to good. I am so happy that so many of you loved the first part of Driven Motive, I feel honored honestly. Time for this shit to officially kick off, hope you all enjoy. Thank you again to @were-cheetah-stiles, @redstringlovers, @rememberstilinski@ninja-stiles for proof-reading and editing and @mf-despair-queen for proof-reading, editing, and also coming up with one of the best ideas for this part, you all are wonderful. ALSO, definitely read Part 1 if you haven’t herewatch this, and of course this as well to get a better grasp for the scenes that I decide to add in on this part with my own twist on it. MOVIE SPOILERS AHEAD

Part 1 –> Part 2

Originally posted by im2old4thisotp

It had been two weeks since Y/N had last spoken to Irene and was told that she would be trained to become a part of an elite team called ‘Orion’. Today was the day that she was going to be meeting her superior, Stan Hurley, and potentially her new partner, Mitch Rapp. She made her way to the jet black SUV that she was instructed to meet by and searched for Irene, not seeing her anywhere in sight. The driver of the vehicle opened the back, right hand side door for Y/N and gestured for her to step in. “If you are looking for Ms. Kennedy, she has already left to take another recruit along with her. She will be meeting us there.”

She nodded to the driver, thanking him as she closed her door and he got back into his own seat, starting up the engine. She pulled her long black hoodie tighter to her chest as she shifted herself in the backseat of the SUV, tossing her luggage next to her.  Y/N looked out the window as she took in her surroundings as they drove out into the forest. Andrew would have loved it out here, she thought. She ran her fingers through her long Y/H/C hair and pulled it all over her right shoulder as she cleared her throat to keep herself from getting worked up once again over the fact that this training still continued to feel somewhat pointless to her. Mansur and his group were already wiped out, and Y/N continued to kick herself over the fact that some fuckhead had completed her set mission before she had the chance to jump into action. She knew that if she ever found the one responsible for taking that chance away from her, it was going to be ugly.

Just a short time before, Mitch had also found himself in an SUV on his way to the Barn under the watchful eyes of Irene. He had been held under supervision by the CIA for over a month due to his attempt to wipe out Mansur himself. He sat in silence for the majority of the ride before asking a question that had been on his mind, “So, what do I need to know about this guy?”

“He’s a warrior,” Irene answered, keeping her eyes out the front window, “the best I’ve ever known. He is going to be teaching more than you couldn’t teach yourself, you’ll also be partnered up with another recruit here as well frequently.”

“And why is that? I can handle myself, I don’t need someone slowing me down. ” Mitch stated.

“Both of your performances are off the charts, you each have been training yourselves for a long time. You need to understand Mitch that this other recruit can become a necessity for you; she’s tough.”


“She.” Irene smiled to him before turning herself back in her seat.

Mitch took his eyes off of Irene and continued to look out of the windows, curious now about this other recruit he would soon be meeting. He grew more and more curious over the matter as they continued down the road.

Y/N looked out the window off to her right as they approached their destination. A older man stood at the base of the stairs of the large building behind him and proceeded to take a drag off of his cigarette while he removed his dark shades away from his cold blue eyes. You perceived that he was Stan Hurley, the Cold War veteran who was going to be your superior.

Y/N noticed Irene exit the SUV in front of the one she was placed in as she stepped out to approach Stan and shook her head in annoyance. “I thought you said that you were going to stop smoking and started using those nicotine patches?”

Stan proceeded to take another drag off of his cigarette before tossing it to the ground, approaching Irene. “Guess I’m just a terrible listener, just like Rapp appears to be.”

Irene pursed her lips together and crossed her arms over her chest, “I told you to drop the matter, Stan. He’s off the charts good, you and I both know that,” she stated, glancing to the SUV Y/N was in. “And now that we have someone else who can train as strongly as him and has been through the same tragedy, he may even become better.”

“Since when did you figure it was a good idea to bring two violent kids together to become a part of Orion? They could kill someone in here or even one another, Irene. Have you thought of that at all?”

“It is going to be your job to make sure that doesn’t happen,” she smiled, pleased with herself at Stan’s annoyance, “I will be in contact with you in 48 hours. I will be heading to London in the morning. Don’t fuck this up for us, Stan. Do you understand? They’re already both impressive.”

Stan nodded back to Irene as she headed back towards the first SUV, opening her door as she signaled for Y/N and Mitch to step out of the vehicles. Both Y/N and Mitch opened their doors simultaneously and heard one another’s boots hitting the ground, causing both of them to look at one another. Y/N was taken back by his appearance and assumed that he was the other recruit Irene had mentioned to her before that she would be partnered up with often. His dark brown hair was shaggy and went past his ears, causing the ends to curl up slightly. He appeared like he hadn’t slept well in a while, his honey brown eyes were glossed over and the dark circles under them were apparent, similar to hers. He wore a black t-shirt which was buried under a dark blue plaid flannel and a light grey jacket and scuffed up denim jeans. His blue travel bag hung from his hand. She noticed that his boots were similar to hers, the dark black leather had scuff marks on the fronts, possibly from tripping or hitting pavement as he walked in them. She found him intriguing, and she noticed that while she was staring at him, as she positioned her leather bag over her right shoulder and her suitcase in her right hand, he was staring right back. Both remained motionless until they were sent back to reality when the SUV’s engines hummed together and wheeled off out of sight. Y/N and Mitch both walked towards Stan and stopped in front of him together as Stan met them in between, his voice booming over them both, “Rapp, Y/L/N, eyes front and center.” Y/N’s assumption was right, he was going to be her new partner.

Stan glanced over at Mitch first and scoffed at him as he looked him up and down, “Let me guess, some bad shit happened to you and now you want to go and kill those mean old terrorists, am I right? What makes you think you can make it through my selection process?”

“My guess is if you and I go hand to hand, you can probably figure out inside of 20 seconds whether or not I have what it takes to make it through your selection process. So, what do you say?”

Stan continued to stare Mitch down before taking this attention towards Y/N, who was clearly annoyed by this other recruit already. Stan wasn’t taken back by her gender or size though she had seemed taller in the photos and videos Kennedy had sent him to fill him in on what he was expecting from Y/N. Y/N was only 5’4” and a half, making her not only the only woman in the group, but also one of the smallest. Stan could already tell that Y/N wasn’t going to let some jackass standing over 6’0” or more fuck with her. “And what makes you think you are cut out for this shit, hm?” Stan questioned. “All because your boy toy was killed, you think that you have what it takes to make it through my selection process as well, just like this one?” he questioned, pointing at Mitch’s face, his finger inches away from Mitch’s upturned nose.

Y/N tilted her head to look up at Stan, never flinching or taking her eyes off of him as he towered over her. “Yes sir, I believe I do. I want to do more than what I began to set out to do; I want to earn my place here,” she turned and glanced up at Mitch next to her and rolled her eyes slightly, “unlike him, who’s too smug for his own good.”

Mitch bit his bottom lip, straining to keep himself from lashing out or saying something that he would regret. Stan pursed his lips together to hold in a fake laugh, but shrugged it off and nodded to the both of them, “If you both truly think that you can handle all of this, you each have a room available up the stairs and to the right, you have the last door on the right hand side,” he stated, nodding to Y/N, “and you have the last door on the left hand side, directly across from her,” he stated to Mitch as Mitch glanced down at you, “You’ve both got 10 minutes to get your shit together and to meet us outside in the Circle; don’t be late.”

Y/N and Mitch both nodded and broke eye contact with Stan before saying “Yes, sir” in unison. She brushed past Mitch and entered the large building first, noticing the stairs that Stan had mentioned off to the left hand side. On the rest of the lower level, there appeared to be an entrance to the training location, an open kitchen and dining hall, and an assortment of classrooms. She approached the stairs and began her ascent, glancing around for anyone else in the building, but it was only her and Mitch, her footsteps echoed as she continued up without him.

On the second floor, there was a large restroom and shower room directly facing the stairs, and on both sides of the hall, there were various rooms. She turned to her right and proceeded to her assigned room, not wanting to fuck up and disregard Stan’s directions on the first day, and turned the knob, finding it unlocked and ready for her. She closed the door and set her luggage down on the floor by the bed. Opening her suitcase, she removed her large hoodie over her body and reached for her dark grey tank top. Pulling it over her head, she decided to glance out the window at the view she had access to. She noticed a small group of large and tall men proceed to make their way out into the forest area behind the Barn. She realized that they were heading out to the Circle, so she began to make her way down to follow them down, noticing that Mitch was behind her as well. Y/N placed herself by him as they approached the makeshift circle formed by the other men before Stan’s footsteps could be heard coming through the trail. Stan pushed his way past two other recruits, locking eyes with the majority of the group surrounding him and he proceeded to the center of the circle, “Let’s begin this shit show, shall we?”

Stan had gone over some of the basic tactics for the group to use while in combat with one another, and after explaining each, he decided it was time for some recruits to take what they had just learned and apply it. Stan scanned the group until his eyes landed on Mitch, and he approached him, handing him a knife as he took a step back from him, “Kill me.”

Mitch glanced at Stan, then the knife in his right hand, and then back at Stan. Without another second of thought, Mitch rushed forward, attempting to bring the knife into Stan’s left side as Stan brought his right fist up to Mitch’s jaw, hitting him hard enough to grab his arm and flip him over onto the ground hard. The knife that was once in Mitch’s grasp was now in Stan’s as he proceeded to press the tip of the blade against the middle of Mitch’s throat.

“People think you can slice a man’s throat like this; that’s only in the movies,” Stan stated sarcastically, pushing the blade a bit closer. “Right there.” He pretended then to push it in, causing some of the group to look at one another. “Do it. No noise, no mess.” As he slapped at the grip of the blade, Mitch glared up at Stan angrily and grunted as he flipped himself over to get back onto his feet. Stan tossed the knife onto the ground between Y/N and another recruit, “Victor, you’re up…you too, Y/N.”

Mitch stepped out of the center and went back to the spot he was previously, keeping his eyes pierced on Y/N and watched as Victor and her began to dance circles around one another, fists raised. “Let’s go!” Victor yelled, trying to get Y/N to come after him, but neither decided to take the initiative to start. Stan decided to take it into his own hands, swinging his leg up to knock Y/N over on her back. Y/N kicked her legs up to try and stop Victor from hitting her, only kicking his hands away from a split second before he punched her jaw. Stan came up to Victor’s side and right hooked his jaw, giving Y/N the advantage.

“You’ve got to have eyes in the back of your head,” Stan stated, touching his temples with his two pointer fingers as he proceeded to go around the two of them. Y/N swung her left leg up onto Victor’s neck, bringing him to the ground with all of the force she had and got a couple of punches in before hearing a gunshot ring out from the gun that Stan had, causing her to flinch and cover her ear. “You flinch, you die!” he shouted as Victor jumped onto Y/N’s back, locking his right arm around her small neck to roll her over. They both continued to roll around as they tried to gain dominance over one another, “Orion is about the mission, it ain’t about you.”

Y/N was able to get Victor trapped into a chokehold with her calves, his face turning red as he tapped out, whacking at her leg repeatedly until she decided to let him go even though she didn’t want to; she could’ve twisted her leg just right to snap his neck easily. “You go down out there, you’re a ghost; you don’t exist,” Stan declared, “There’s nobody, nobody, coming back for you.”

The rest of the day was filled with combat attacks, target practices, and runs, leaving Y/N more exhausted than she had been previously. She continued to think about how important it was for her to be there for Andrew and that she was going to fight to do this for him even with Mansur and this group gone. Though she was wiped out, she continued to beat the majority of the group there, but right there beside her was Mitch. Irene knew that when they both would be placed under Stan’s training for Orion that they both would be off the charts, and though they hadn’t been there an entire 24 hours, they outshined the competition indefinitely.

Instead of joining most of the group in the dining hall for dinner later that night, Y/N decided to go off upstairs to the shower after she waiting all day to do so. The mud and dirt shattered all over her face and arms and the various cuts that she had gained made her skin crawl. After returning to her room to grab herself a long black t-shirt, black leggings, her towel, and her first-aid kit to clean off her cuts and scars, Y/N stepped into the empty shower hall, proceeding to remove her newly stained clothing and placing the new articles of clothing and her kit she had grabbed on a shelf directly above the shower stall she entered. She rotated the faucet on to hot, letting the heat and steam roll off of her body as she rubbed her tender muscles. Losing track of time, Y/N didn’t even bother to care that someone else had entered the shower hall, hearing the man grunt as he removed his shirt. Y/N poked her head out from her stall curtain, looking to see Mitch.

Glancing up to look in the mirror, he saw Y/N’s eyes and jumped, “Oh fuck, sorry… I, uh, I guess I drowned out the noise of the water running and didn’t even realize that someone else was in here at all.”

Y/N laughed as she scoffed at Mitch, “Oh, you’ve gotta be shitting me, Rapp, it isn’t like you haven’t been in the same room with a woman before, let alone one that was naked. Relax a bit.”

Mitch kind of chuckled at her response and continued to rub his left shoulder, seizing at the pain. Stan fucked his shoulder up pretty good, and Mitch knew he would feel it for a few days or so.

“Pulled muscle?” Y/N asked, noticing Mitch’s face scrunch up as he gritted his teeth.

“Is it that obvious?” Mitch huffed, rolling his eyes.

“Hold on, just stay there for a second,” Y/N said as she ran her hair through the warm water one last time. She turned off the water, drying herself off quickly before she reached for her fresh clothes. Mitch watched her, his breath hitched when he saw the curvature of her breasts as she pulled her long black t-shirt over her shoulders, bending down to pull the soft fabric of her leggings over her toned legs. She grabbed her towel and threw it over her shoulder and reached for her first-aid kit. She pushed the curtain back and approached Mitch, searching through the kit, “Let me see if I have something for it in here.”

Y/N found her small travel container of Blue-Emu and popped open the cap, taking a small amount and running circles on Mitch’s shoulder, trying to let the cream absorb onto his skin. Mitch seized again, the pulled muscle aching under her touch.

“There, that should help somewhat,” Y/N said as she closed the container and placed it back in her kit, locking the laches before grabbing the rest of her things and exiting the shower hall to get some rest.

Mitch smiled a bit at her before clearing his throat, “So, you got a first name at all, Y/L/N?”

Y/N kept her back to him, just turning her head slightly for him to see the side of her face as she answered, “Y/N, and yours, Rapp?”


“Well Mitch, looks like we’ve got another long day ahead of us tomorrow. Plan to meet me at 0700 hours down in the training room and please don’t be late, I can happily start without you if that is what you prefer though. Have a good night,” she smiled and walked out, turning towards her room.

“You too, Y/N,” he said to himself, knowing she couldn’t possibly hear him by any means. His small lopsided grin stayed on his face as he turned to exit the shower hall down to his room, glancing at her door before unlocking his and closing it quietly. Mitch knew he would be in for a restless night due to the fact that he couldn’t stop thinking about her, but little did he know that she was thinking of him as well.

Both of them sighed as they laid back on their beds, the feeling of guilt washing over them both as they thought about their previous lovers. Was it wrong to think about someone that they had just met so soon? Wrong or right, neither of them got much rest, the thought embedded in their minds as the overwhelming insomnia they both knew so well consumed them.

Early that next morning, Y/N had already been up and moving before the majority of the group was even awake. She had spent the majority of the night raging against the thought of Mitch on her mind. She kept telling herself that she needed to focus on the task at hand and on her training for Orion, but she couldn’t seem to drop the matter. She became angry, the tears that began to build up in her eyes managed to fall down her cheeks, staining her face as she tossed and turned, praying that sleep would take over, but it never did. Her Y/E/C eyes burned as she stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling above her as she waited for the alarm on her phone to go off.

Tying her long hair up into a messy bun, she readjusted her tight black leggings, her dark burgundy tank top, and her black and white Nike’s before descending down the stairs to the training room. She approached one of the long blue mats in the corner of the room as she sat down, pulling her legs in front of her as she began to stretch. She pulled her arms out in front of her, reaching her toes when she heard footsteps approaching her.

“You’re right on time, I’m impressed.”

“I’m not that much of a fuck up, you know.” Mitch stated, placing himself on the mat beside her. He was wearing a black tank top, dark blue jeans, and his dark black combat boots. His toned chest was tight in his shirt, making Y/N slightly blush as she checked him out.

Y/N laughed as she pulled herself to her feet, balancing herself as she swung her right leg up to kick Mitch’s jaw. Before she could make contact, Mitch grabbed for her leg, causing Y/N to wince as he twisted her leg behind her.

“That’s the best you could do? That was the fucking dumbest move I have witnessed in a long time.” Mitch scoffed, tossing Y/N to the ground as he stood above her.

“Really? Because I actually thought that yours was.” Y/N stated, tossing her legs up as she slammed them into Mitch’s chest. He tumbled over trying to catch his breath. Y/N threw herself on top of him, swinging her fist into his jaw, his head impacting the mat as she did. Before she could get another hit in, Mitch grabbed her fist, throwing her arm back, all of his strength tossing her small frame away from him.

Y/N felt herself heat up with anger as she lunged towards him, wrapping her arm around his neck, locking him in a chokehold. Instead of letting her get the satisfaction of being able to take him down, his large hands gripped her wrist, pushing his fingertips on the her bone, causing Y/N to yell out in pain, bringing her elbow into his pulled shoulder.

He grunted loudly, managing to get himself out of Y/N’s grip as he grabbed her small frame, lifting her into the air as he body slammed her onto the mat. He watched as she laid there, a smirk planted on her face, “That’s all you got? You’re such a little bitch, Rapp. Do something!”

He felt his skin boil as he reached for her neck, the veins popping out from his hands and his arms as he watched her struggle. She grabbed his hands as her eyes became fuzzy, staring into his. He felt himself shake as his eyes met hers, realizing in that moment he had taken it too far. Her eyes were beginning to look lifeless, almost exactly how Katrina’s looked before she was shot once again right in front of him. He felt the hot tears burn in his eyes as he let go, Y/N coughing as she slowly pulling herself up from her place on the mat, his handprints apparent on her neck.

“I’m-I…” Mitch shuttered, the shakiness prominent in his voice. His breathing was rattled, coming in loud intense huffs from his nose.

“Sorry?” Y/N huffed, closing her eyes as she rubbed where his hands had been, straining as she tried to continue to speak, “Don’t waste yo-your breath, Mitch. T-trust me, it is not wor-worth my time. You should have just kept going…” She glared at him, her Y/E/C eyes became dark.

Mitch clenched his fists together as he tried to take a step towards her. He stopped dead in his tracks as a familiar voice echoed through the room.

“That’s enough, both of you,” Stan said, crossing his arms over his chest, “I do not need the two of you dipshits in here trying to kill one another. Get the fuck up and get ready for target practice; that’s an order.” he barked.

Mitch continued to keep his fists clenched to one another, his nails digging into his palms. He watched as Y/N stood up, pulling her bun tighter on top of her as she brushed her shoulder past Mitch. Y/N nodded towards Stan as she walked out, turning back slightly to give Mitch an unforgiving glare as she continued out the door.

He bit the inside of his cheek as he approached where Stan was. “Next time Rapp, try not to end her life, will ya? I know that Irene wants you both to work closely with one another, so I don’t need to clean up after your fucking mess, you got that? Grab your shit and get the fuck outta my sight.”

“Yes, sir.”

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katanakeith  asked:

Can I uhhh, recommend the Coffee and Crowns series by aknightley? I just remembered it exists and I think everyone should read it. Also, mods, thank you for everything you do, and remember to take a breather once in a while, okay? Take care of yourselves! 💞

hello ceres!!! (ur one of the 20 vld blogs i follow ilysm) also i would die for aknightleys fics thank you x - Karri

Coffee and Crowns Series by aknightley

Keith works in his brother’s coffee shop for the summer, expecting a boring break before college. Lance changes all of that.
The boy is still in the front of the group, but he doesn’t take off his glasses so Keith can’t tell what he’s really looking at – either the menu or Keith. Keith feels a flash of annoyance but smothers it and pins his smile in place.

A summer of dates between a prince and a boy who works in a coffee shop.
“I wanted to see you.” Keith’s eyes widen a little, and he ducks his head, but not before Lance sees the smile tugging at his lips. “This is the part where you say ‘Me too, Lance,’” Lance prompts him, although he’s ridiculously charmed by Keith’s awkwardness.
“Of course I wanted to see you,” Keith says, rolling his eyes.

Heathens // Draco Malfoy


Draco Malfoy X Female Reader (also Slytherin, sorry I couldn’t do something more house neutral)

Summary: The request I got was rather long and detailed, but it’s basically being betrothed to Draco Malfoy as well as carrying the next Malfoy heir is already a lot of pressure, You Know Who only makes it better. Requested by @hunger-thoughts

Warning(s): implied smut, death, pregnancy ‘problems’

A/N: More writing from me! Sorry, this might be long, I extended the Hogwarts school year (only by one week) and I was also too scared to write smut because I’m still decently new to writing, but, I hope you enjoy this! P.S - This writing piece might be a little sad, so, before you read, here’s a joke for you: Where do wizards eat cheese at Hogwarts? THE GRATE HALL! Hahahahahaha… I’m so lonely :’)

Originally posted by daisiesanddraco

Reader’s POV

August 16, 1996

The only thing worse than being a Death Eater yourself, is your kid being one.

My dark mark had appeared a few days ago, and my parents told me we’re to go to Malfoy Manor and speak to Lucius, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy about a “private manner”.

When we arrived, Narcissa kindly greeted us first, Lucius greeted us coldly, and Draco seemed rather low and depressed. I would be, too, if I were a member of one of the most powerful wizard families to ever exist. Under so much pressure.

We sat down at their long dining room table with plates in front of us, containing various foods I couldn’t pronounce. We sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes.

Lucius cleared his voice, Draco (Y/N), I think we should let you in on why our families have been communicating for that past three months.“

I stopped chewing and began to listen.

Lucius continued, "We have decided that, to keep with our pure-blooded family, it would be best for you two to marry.”

I assumed he wasn’t finished talking, but, Draco had interjected, “But, father-”

“And you are expected to carry the next Malfoy heir, in case something is to happen to Draco.” Lucius finished.

The rest of dinner was filled with thick and uncomfortable silence. No one had anything to say, except for Draco. He looked like he had so much to say, but, stayed silent. Draco excused himself and went to his room for the rest of the night, and my parents forced conversation upon me, telling Lucius and Narcissa about my grades, until we left.


When we arrived home, I slammed my bedroom door shut and looked at myself in the mirror. I became everything I was afraid of being.

A knock came to my door, and my mother entered. I thought she came in to talk to me and listen to my feelings on the situation.

“I know you’re unhappy.” She said, sitting down on the reading chair near my bed.

I avoided eye contact with her, and kept my gaze on myself in the mirror, “Unhappy doesn’t begin to describe how I feel.”

“Then describe it.”

I turned around, “I’m angry! You know how I disagree with arranged marriages! You didn’t even bother mentioning it to me before setting it in stone with the Malfoy’s.”

“I thought your opinion on betrothals was temporary. I thought you would’ve changed your mind!” Mom said.

“When I asked you and dad if I had to get married someday, I was relieved when you told me no, because I knew from a young age that I didn’t want to fight with someone for the rest of my life with one person!” I raised my voice.

Mom stood up and walked over to me, “Well, get used to it! This is your life now!” I stayed silent as she walked closer to me, “Everything I did was to protect you.”

She was a few inches away from my face and I said through clenched teeth, “I don’t believe you.” I cut her off just as she opened her mouth to respond, “Now, get the hell out of my room.”

September 1, 1996

I sat beside Draco at the Slytherin table on the first day back at Hogwarts. I kept flashing him apologetic looks, but, he didn’t seem at all interested in anything at all and appeared on edge. I understand him not wanting to acknowledge me, I still feel awkward around him. Someone I’ve known and connected with on a friendship level, I’m now expected to marry and have children with.

September 20, 1996

After a few weeks at school, I pulled Draco to the side of an empty hallway, near Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom.

“What do you want?” He snapped.

“Are you okay? You look really tense.”

“Do I?” He said sarcastically.

“You just look stressed is all.”

“Of course I’m stressed out!” He grabbed onto his cloak’s sleeve, “You’d be stressed out, too, if you had this!” He yanked up his sleeve, revealing the dark mark.

“You think I’m not stressed?” I slowly pulled up my sleeve, showing him my dark mark.

He stared at it for a few seconds before saying, “You have it, too?”

“Both of my parents are Death Eaters, what did you expect? A tattoo of Madam Hooch?” I snapped.

He didn’t respond.

“I’m sorry for getting angry.” He whispered after a few seconds.

“It’s okay. I understand. We are supposed to get married as well. And have a child. And-”

He cut me off, “No offense, but, you’re not really making the stress any better.”

I reached into my schoolbag and pulled out my flask. It was a gift from my mother for my sixteenth birthday. It was silver with my initials in green engraved on the bottom of it. I unscrewed the top and took a sip of the fire whiskey inside it. I offered it to Draco, and he took it from me.

He took a long sip and uttered, “Thank you.”


By the end of the night, we were both seemingly tipsy, the strong fire whiskey coming through with us both being lightweights.

Draco and I had spent the past two hours sharing stories of our families, how we grew up, what we think about classes and other students, favourite books, everything.

I began to stand up, “It’s eleven; we should be heading to bed now.”

Draco began to stand, but, stopped while he was on one knee.

“Before I get up, I’m only going to ask you this once, and you have to say yes.”

“What would that be, Draco?” I answered sarcastically.

“Will you marry me?”

I pretended to think for a second, before saying, “Really? No speech? Not even a tear?”


“I thought when I get proposed to, there’d be a speech about how funny and smart and attractive you think I am.” I teased.

Draco laughed, starting over, “(Y/N), you are the funniest, smartest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Will you marry me?”

I pretended to think more, “Hmm, I still don’t know-”

Draco joked, “Will you marry me already?”

I laughed as Draco stood up, “Yes.”

We walked back to the common room back together, and before we separated to go to our dorms, he kissed me goodnight. I fell asleep that night, peacefully for the first time in weeks.

January 14, 1997

After all classes, Draco and I began walking towards the Great Hall for dinner, but, I turned left into a different corridor, leading Draco with me.

Once we were alone Draco said, “Love, what’s the matter? You look knackered.”

I said sarcastically, “Thanks a lot.”

“Sorry. What’s the matter?”

I looked down, “I got a letter from my parents.”


I didn’t say anything, I took it out of my pocket, unfolded it and handed it to Draco.

He read it over and over again and finally said, “Your parents want us to…”

I finished his sentence, “Start? Yeah. Soon.”

“Are you sure  you’re ready to… try?”

“We don’t have much of a choice, do we?” I said.

“I know, but, I don’t want to do this if you don’t.”

“Well, I don’t want to start tonight, but… very soon.” I looked at my feet.

Draco lifted up my chin in his hand, “Saturday there’s a choir show. Everyone will be gone for the evening.” I didn’t say anything. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered, “I’ll make it nice and romantic for us.”

February 27, 1997

Why haven’t I been sick yet?

Where are the cravings?

Why is my period still occuring?

This isn’t what’s supposed to be happening. I’m supposed to be excited and looking down at my stomach every five minutes to see if I’ve grown at all and being conscious of things around me and visiting the hospital wing more often.

I sat down on the side of my bed and crossed my legs. I started to cry into my hands.

Will I ever be able to do this?

Will I let my parents and Draco down?

Is something wrong with me?

March 30, 1997

I walked down the hallway holding Draco’s hand, and pulled him into a deserted corridor. The same one where he read my parent’s letter. I wanted to start pacing around in panic, but, instead I leaned my side against the wall and began silently crying.

Draco stood in front of me, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

I let out a quiet sob, “Nothing’s happened yet.”

“What do you mean?”

“I haven’t even felt nauseous at all yet.” I wiped my eyes.

He wrapped his arms around me, “We’ve been trying for two months, not two years. These things take time.”

I took a breath and wiped my face, “Sorry. I’m going mad.”

He whispered, “Yeah, you are.”

I laughed and said, “You’re supposed to say that I’m not, you twit.”

“But you are mad.” I rolled my eyes at him and began walking away. He caught up with me and said, “That doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re still lovely.” He kissed me while I smiled.

April 13, 1997

Why am I so sick?

Why am I so hungry all the time?

Where is my period?


“Are you really?” Draco stood up from the couch in the common room. I nodded my head and he wrapped his arms around me tightly.

June 2, 1997

I stood next to Draco, making a potion to change your eye colour temporarily, and watched Draco stirring in dragon blood, when I notice a missing ingredient.

“Draco, you forgot the asphodel.” I said.

“Did I?”

I began walking from the table, “I’ll go grab some.”

He took my hand and said, “No, I will.” I looked at him confused and he looked down at my stomach, “I’ll do it.”

“Draco, relax, I’m not even two months in yet.”


“Draco, seriously. I got this.” I said sternly and walked away.

June 23, 1997 (Third Person POV)

Professor Snape strutted down the hallway, but, stopped when he reached the corner of a usually deserted hallway. He overheard Malfoy’s voice, in a more of a whisper, as if he were afraid of being caught for something.

Malfoy whispered, “So, what do you think it is?”

Another voice he recognized as (Y/L/N)’s voice whispered back, “Well, your mother wrote me saying that if I crave a lot of red meat, it’s a sign of having a boy, and I’ve been having very vegetarian cravings, so, I think it’s a girl.”

Malfoy responded, “Well, then I bet it’s a boy.”

(Y/L/N) quietly laughed, “You’re on. What does the winner get?”

Malfoy said, “The winner gets to name the baby.”

“Alright. Deal.”

“Shall we kiss on it?”

Snape heard what he assumed was the sound of two people sharing a kiss, but, overheard Malfoy whisper, “I love you.” before he walked off in the opposite direction.


Later that day, in the Great Hall, (Y/N) and Draco engaged in their own conversation. Draco seemed to be dazed and distracted by something, not in the room, but, in his head.

(Y/N) said, “So, when we have our girl, I’m calling her (Insert Girl’s Name That You Like Here). That okay?”

Draco nodded, “Yeah, sure. That’s fine.”

She added, “I also thought, when she’s born, you can choose her middle name. And if vise versa, I choose our son’s middle name.”


“So, what would you name  our son?”

“Scorpius. What about his middle name?” He answered quickly.

“Thomas. My father’s name. What would you choose for a middle name?”


“After your mother? Lovely.”

Draco snapped, “What? You just said our son would be named after you father! What’s the difference here?”

“Relax, I didn’t mean that in a bad way, I love your mother.”

Draco sighed and stormed out of the room.

(Y/N) followed him into the  deserted hallway and yelled, “Draco, what’s the matter with you?”

Draco turned around and angrily snapped, “Nothing! Absolutely nothing! Would you drop it?”

She stepped back, startled. She approached him, slower and quieter, “Draco?” He stayed where he was and leaned against the wall, “What’s wrong?”

He started to cry, wrapping his arms around (Y/N), tighter than ever.

“I have to kill Dumbledore.” He quietly sobbed.

She whispered, “What? Draco, no. You don’t.”

“Yes I do. He told me to.”

She pulled away from him, “Who?”

He sobbed louder than before, “You-Know-Who!” He took a breath and said quieter, “The Dark Lord said that if… I don’t kill him… he’s gonna kill you… and…” He put his hand on (Y/N)’s stomach.

“But, what about us?”

“He said I’ll be betrothed to Astoria instead.”

June 30, 1997

“Draco, you are no assassin.” Dumbledore said, his robes blowing around with the breeze in the Astronomy Tower.

Draco stood still, his wand shaking, “How do you know what I am? I’ve done things that would shock you!”


“Draco, years ago I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices. Please let me help you.” Dumbledore remained calm.

Tears fogged up Draco’s vision, “I don’t want your help! Don’t you understand? I have to do this; I have to kill you… or he’s gonna kill me…” He lied, though, it’s what he’d rather have happen than having (Y/N) and his unborn child die.

The other Death Eater’s arrived at the top of the steps as Draco prepared himself to inflict the killing curse.

Bellatrix strolled over to her nephew, “Look what we have here.” She whispered in his ear, “Well done, Draco.”


“Severus… please.” Dumbledore said.

Avada Kedavra.” Snape inflicted the cure.

Dumbledore toppled out of the window and fell for what seemed like forever, until he hit the cold ground.

July 6, 1997 (Reader’s POV)

I shot up out of my bed, breathing heavily. This is the sixth nightmare I’ve had since Dumbledore’s assassination. I stood up and put on my shoes, and decided to walk around the school and clear my head.

I walked towards the entrance of the Room of Requirement. The door appeared and I stepped inside. The first thing I saw was the Vanishing Cabinet. It wasn’t gone yet. They were supposed to get rid of it before the last day of school tomorrow. I grazed my hand over the large bureau and touched the handle. I pulled it open to look at its empty contents.

But, it was not empty.

Bellatrix LeStrange stomped out and circled me.

I stuttered, “H-How did you know know I was in here?”

She giggled disgustingly, “Someone’s been keeping a little eye on you tonight.” She looked behind my head. I slowly turned around, not knowing who could be there.

Did Draco betray me?

Did Pansy have it out for me that bad?

Did Astoria really want Draco?

It was Snape.

“What is this? Why’s this happening? Draco killed Dumbledore.” I couldn’t move.

Snape uttered, “Draco didn’t kill him. I did.” Before I could speak again, Snape cut me off, “And The Dark Lord said if Draco doesn’t fulfill his task, then kill his lover and unborn child.”

Tears blurred my vision, “How did you know I’m-”

“Your robes hid your secret rather well, I overheard you talking about it. Should’ve learned to keep your mouth shut, (Y/L/N).” Snape said.

I sobbed, “No, please don’t-”

Avada Kedavra!”

anonymous asked:

u want a silly scenario to start with? cause how about rfa+ all go to disneyland together for like a week, platonic group friendships would be preferred but go nuts dude(s)!

we are all about those silly scenarios, anon! we were pretty thrilled upon receiving this request, especially since admin c is a HUGE disney fan and could probably tell you where every hidden mickey is in the park. hehe~

• this puppy is an endless ball of energy at disneyland
• he wants to go on ALL the rides and eat ALL the food and meet ALL the characters
• he is low-key
• l o w - k e y
• scared of the haunted mansion,,
• he’s not entirely convinced that the characters are just actors
• “MC! it’s peter pan! did he know we were gonna be here today?”
• he destroys everyone at buzz lightyear’s astro blasters and acts like it’s no big deal
• he cries when he goes on the matterhorn
• definitely gets spooked when the first firework goes off
• he gets himself a ton of souvenirs and falls asleep that night cradling a mickey he bought

• zen sings along to all the instrumental songs from musicals that play on main street
• actually..
• he just sings along to practically every song in the park
• and he’ll get ‘em stuck in your head
• “can you shut up already”
• he takes a selfie with every single character but he hogs the screen so they usually only end up partially in frame
• “hey MC who’s more beautiful me or elsa”
• “i can only see half of elsa’s face”
• “.. so me then”
• at least a dozen people recognize him so he ends up buying a pair of sunglasses and a mickey hat within the first hour there
• he gets kind of sentimental at one point and tells you how badly he wants to be in a disney broadway show
• such as
• beauty and the B E A S T ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

• actual mom jaehee
• f a s t p a s s e s
• makes sure everyone is staying hydrated and even brought personalized water bottles for everyone
• she’s always the most enthusiastic one when it comes to disneyland because she never got to go there as a child
• she loves the parade so much
• she gets all jittery when the characters wave at her
• definitely the only one laughing at the skipper’s jokes on the jungle cruise
• “ladies and gentleman, welcome to the eighth wonder of the world, the backside of water!”
• 10/10 the best person to go to disneyland with

• mista trust fund kid is oddly fascinated by it’s a small world and makes everyone go on it four times
• refuses to wait in a line with a wait time of more than 35 minutes
• he is very uncomfortable around the characters (especially those in full suits)
• his life flashes before his eyes when pluto waves at him
• is disappointed by the quality of meals (especially given the price) but is intrigued by how good the churros are
• buys elizabeth 19385774738 souvenirs•
• jewelry
• figures
• artwork
• e v e r y t h i n g
• all in all a confused dad but he’s having a good time

• he brings props to pose with when the camera on the ride takes a picture at the climax
• reading a newspaper
• playing a board game
• having a sword fight with yoosung
• who knows
• you’re getting on space mountain when he says
• “if i wanted to i could probably hack this and make it go 500 mph”
• “i could make it go backwards—”
• pirates of the caribbean is his favorite ride
• he definitely yells at the people in the blue bayou as you guys float by
• he makes the characters do “”“squad poses”“” with him during pictures
• somehow knows the best times to get on rides??
• there are no lines with this guy
• super useful, super entertaining, and also mildly terrifying

• what do you expect
• he’s taking pictures of everything
• he gets a rlly cute group shot of everyone in front of the castle
• he really likes the water rides but his all-time favorite ride is the mad tea party
• he spins the teacup like there is no tomorrow
have mercy jihyun
• not a screamer but his face is frozen in fear during the drops and it’s kind of hilarious
• gets fuckin lost every 20 minutes so everybody pitches in and buys him a couple of light up balloons
• he is now a satellite
• during the fireworks, you notice he’s p sad so you nudge him and ask if he’s okay
• “oh. yeah, i’m good. i just… i can’t see the fireworks as well as i used to.”
• he has gone on every ride in the park by the end of the day
• but at what cost
• he practically passed out as soon as you all get to the hotel
• sleepy man,,

• you think saeran would hate disneyland
• and tbh he does at first
• he glares at each and every kid who’s crying
• “isn’t this supposed to be the happiest place on earth? so why are they crying?”
• it turns out his weakness is the food
• he loves dole whips..…,, so much
• he will pay the extra $1.50 if a food item is mickey mouse-shaped
• his favorite thing to do is get a huge ice cream sundae and sit on the curb to watch the parade go by
• saeyoung buys him a pair of light-up mickey ears and tbh he loves them
• (but he would never admit it)
• lots of unexpected smiles from this grumpy boy

• vanderwood is going to try to enjoy himself
• and he actually manages to do so once he discovers autopia
• he gets hella mad when saeyoung rear-ends his car
• he gets hella mad when saeyoung does anything at the park tbh
• hesitantly helps a lost kid find their mom at one point
• unlike jaehee, he is thoroughly unamused by the jungle cruise skipper’s jokes
• he has the jokes practically memorized by his third time on it (jaehee really likes the jungle cruise okay let her live)
• definitely the type to go back to the hotel and just watch the fireworks from there
• ……… but a part of him wishes he had stayed to watch them
• he had fun
• maybe
• (yeah)

~ admin c & admin e

badboy! woojin part 2

part 1 here

woojin x you (reader)

bulletpointed // scenario

genre : angst + flufffff at the end

warnings : a lil foul language here and there

a/n : part 2 is out!! hope you guys like it 😉 also!! my request box is open so feel free to request :) but note that i am currently not doing smut.

  • since that day
  • woojin has been hanging out with your group of friends
  • and he drags his friends along too - park jihoon, ong seongwoo and kang daniel
  • you thought that they would be a lil scary since they were part of the notorious gang
  • but no they were actually pretty sweet!!
  • anyways yall are really happy, but just as friends
  • not that you didn’t like each other you obviously do
  • but the topic never really came up??
  • anyways
  • one day that all changed
  • you accidentally left your book in clas
  • just before walking into the classroom,
  • you suddenly hear woojin & jihoon talking
  • “how’s things going with y/n huh?”
  • “seongwoo gave you the 20 bucks yesterday?”
  • and that’s when you were confused
  • what 20 bucks?? so you peek around the corner
  • and jihoon continues, “you won the bet right, im pretty sure she likes you now”
  • and you understood.
  • you were a bet. a bet.
  • hurt, angry, and disgusted, you slam he door wide open, grabbed your book and spit into woojin’s face.
  • “don’t ever speak to me again idiot. i was just a bet to you anyways.” emphasising on the word bet
  • woojin & jihoon both looked up in shock
  • you could see the panic in woojin’s face but just as he opened his mouth to talk
  • you cut him off
  • “don’t you fucking talk to me.” as your eyes start to brim with tears, turning to walk away
  • woojin’s heart was breaking, because he made you cry
  • he stands up and grabs your wrist, spinning you around
  • “im sorry, it’s a misunderstanding i-”
  • “so it wasn’t a bet?” you narrowed your eyes at him, you knew he was lying
  • “it was but i liked you after that, the feelings were real after that, when we went out that day, i really liked you”
  • “and how do i know that you’re not lying right to my face to get your 20 bucks?” your voice breaks, and you snatch your hand back, running out of the classroom
  • “fuck” woojin mutters under his breath, running a hand through his hair
  • was he supposed to run after you?
  • would you be more pissed?
  • he didn’t know what to do and he was livid
  • he kicks a table nearby in frustration
  • he needed to explain everything and prove to you
  • that he really did love you
  • the tears started to fall one by one as you walked home
  • and this is what heartbreak felt like huh..
  • suddenly, someone grabs you from behind
  • you expect it to be woojin, shouting,“get away from me!”
  • but it wasnt
  • it was a burly guy with a bunch of tattoos
  • “feisty” he smirks at you, putting an arm around your waist and pulls you closer
  • you squirm, trying to get out of his grasp
  • “let me go!” you shout, trashing and kicking around
  • you were panicking
  • he tightens his grasp on you and damn it hurt
  • you immediately scream, but he put his dirty hand over your mouth, causing your screams to turn out muffled
  • “now follow me, princess, and i won’t hurt you”
  • you close your eyes and nod silently, because there was nothing else you could do
  • just at that moment
  • someone growls, “don’t fucking touch her.”
  • it was woojin and he looked furious damn get ready yalll
  • the guy chuckles and scans woojin up and down
  • “mind your own business you-”
  • woojin clenches his hands
  • “it is my business, that’s my girlfriend over there”
  • he just called you his giRlFriENd
  • he swings his arm, punching him
  • causing him to fall down to the ground, clutching his cheek
  • woojin immediately runs to you, asking if you were alright
  • but before he could, the guy stands up, furious, and shouts, “you’ll regret that”
  • before woojin could react, he snatches him by the collar and punches him
  • you gasp and your eyes brim with tears
  • and that’s when woojin snapped
  • he kicked him in the stomach, flipping him around and gave him a few good punches
  • he looked really beaten up
  • “i’m letting you go now, but if you dare come back again, i swear ill fucking kill you”
  • his tone sounded so menacing
  • you felt scared even if it wasn’t directed at you
  • when the guy finally left more like ran away
  • woojin wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his embrace
  • “are you okay?” he asks, before checking if you were injured
  • “yeah, but you’re not..” his lip and cheek was bleeding and you could tell there was going to be a bad bruise left on his eye
  • honestly you felt his love the most then
  • you could see the sincerity in his eyes and you regretted doubting him in the first place
  • he himself was bleeding but yet he was more concerned about you
  • you softly wipe the blood away
  • he winces slightly and you gently grab his hand, lacing it with yours
  • “let’s go to my house, we need to clean you up- it’s just around the corner”
  • on the way there
  • it was silent but..
  • strangely comforting
  • it was like a silent confirmation that you both loved each other
  • ok so at home you get your first aid kit
  • and you get a wet cloth, gently dabbing his wound with it
  • “y/n?”
  • “hm?”
  • “im sorry. im sorry that i was so stupid, im sorry i was such an idiot-”
  • you cut him off by kissing him
  • he places his hands on your hips, as you tangle your hands in his soft and beautiful brown hair
  • he tugs you closer to his body
  • both of your bodies flushed together as you shared a passionate kiss with him
  • your heart was on FIRE
  • finally, you both pull away to take a breath
  • “wow” you mutter
  • “wow indeed” he giggles at you
  • “wanna do that again?”
  • “and again, and again, and again. im not ready to let you go ever, baby girl” he says, cupping your cheeks and pulling you in once again