hes gone find you

Watch Me Babygirl [pt.2]

A much requested part two! 

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Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

warnings: language

“Hey are you going to the game tonight?”

You slid farther down in your seat, doing your best to continue to ignore Jungkook. You hadn’t been able to look him in the eye all week. In fact, you’d even contemplated faking an illness to stay home from school just so you could avoid him. However, school was important to you and a small part of you didn’t want to give the Jungkook the satisfaction of knowing that he’d gotten to you. He had though, and he knew it.

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Writing Prompts
  1. “He’s respectable, but, ya’ know, a little bit dodgy.”
  2. “We only want to borrow the bar.”
  3. “You said I’d have proper training!”
  4. “No! I’m tired of doing what you say.“
  5. "You must find it before the others do.”
  6. “You’re too good for this world.”
  7. “Oh my God. You’re in love with her/him.”
  8. “Yeah, well it wasn’t funny.”
  9. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”
  10. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
  11. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you.”
  12. “I swear, I’m not crazy!”
  13. “Go and live with her/him, then! See if I care.”
  14. “You’re a nerd.”
  15. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
  16. “I’m ready to try again, if you are?”
  17. “If we both stick to the story, they can’t prove anything.”
  18. “Do you think he/she crashed the car on purpose?”
  19. “Is that my sweater/shirt?”
  20. “If only I’d just gone over when she/he called.”
  21. “You must find it before the others do.”
  22. “I think the room is bugged.”
  23. “That’s starting to get annoying”
  24. “The landlord changed the locks.”
  25. “You’re cute when you’re sleepy”
  26. “I did a pregnancy test.“
  27. "You had time to call the police. Why didn’t you?”
  28. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
  29. “It’s cute when you blush.”
  30. “How long have you been standing there?”
  31. “You’re seriously a man-child.”
  32. “Is there alcohol?”
  33. “I told you, no more pets.”
  34. “You’re bleeding all over my furniture.”
  35. “Are you coming to bed?”
  36. “You belong to me and you need to accept it.”
  37. “I’m kind of a big deal.”
  38. “I just want a nice, easy life. What’s wrong with that?”
  39. “A smart alec witch, how original.”
  40. “I have to take you to the doctor.”
  41. “You were meant to be watching him/her!”
  42.   “Well, this is where I live.”
  43. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
  44. “I’m late.”
  45. “I’m early.”
  46. “Get out of the shower!”
  47. “You smell like a wet dog.”
  48. “Oh yes. We’re on.”
  49. “The library is free.”
  50. “You gotta get us a decent place.”
  51. “Well, someone should sue them.”
  52. “Can I ask you something?”
  53. “When I’m as far away from you as possible.”
  54. “That’s brilliant. That’s brilliant! Let’s do it!”
  55. “Oh God, he’s serious.”

How can you stand there?

A whisper from me

Yet, somehow be so far away

In eyes once familiar how stranger I seem

With so many words left to say

say you love me


you’re a doctor who finds bucky in an alley way, bleeding out. you help him, and get way more than you ever asked for. (based on this request.)

word count: 5.7K

pairing: bucky x reader

warnings: angst, fluff, open ending, bad writing

a/n: listen, i dont think this is good but i hope this is what ya wanted. there’s no smut in this, sorry my dudes :/ i left this ending kind of open and abrupt, so if y’all want a second part, i can write it. 

Originally posted by natpekis

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// I know this didn’t really ask for nsfw but I still felt it
so slight nsfw ahead



- He was on break at rehearsals when his phone lit up, alerting him that he had gotten a message from you.

- Instantly he’s like Oh boy!! It’s my angel coming to wish me good luck!!!

- Then he opens it with a big grin expecting a cute little note and holy shit he literally drops his phone and a coworker goes to pick it up for him and he sCREAMS NO DONT TOUCH THAT

- Instantly finds a closet or bathroom and might send you a quick nude tbh even if you were just in underwear with a dirty message he’ll send a dick pic or something no shame

- He’s so turned on by the situation of receiving something like that in public not gonna lie, it’s so exhilarating and from his picture.. you can tell he’s pretty excited ,,

- Messes up his lines a lot after that because all he can think of is fucking you when he gets home and just wants the day to be done

- Expect the beast to be released as soon as he steps through that door


- In the middle of a meeting when you sent it, it was a pretty boring one so he decided to break his table manners and look at it anyways

- When he opens it he gets chills THE GOOD KIND you know when you eat something that tastes like jesus tears or see something really aesthetic, yeah that’s the chills he gets because it was so unexpected and he literally worships your body

- His eyebrows raise too which cause a lot of people to notice he isn’t paying attention and they call him out on it so he has no choice but to leave you on read

- That’s terrifying for you because is he mad?? did he not like it? Why is there no response

- As soon as he escapes from the meeting he calls you and asks a million questions

- He’s asking about how new the lingerie is, the designer, literally everything like what the fucc Jumin why is this important

- But expect amazing phone sex once he gets into his personal office because he’s so worked up about that picture he can’t help himself, its fun to imagine what you’re doing on the other line as well.



- His knees sHOOT UP and hit the desk when he gets the picture and the professor starts to get really upset with him shit

- At lunch break he’ll text you back with a million cringey emojis and saying how he needs a warning next time babe his boner was so obvious to hide while walking out of class

- Start to send dirty messages and he will flip; his face is so red people are like hey Yoosung are you okay?? literally looks like he’s having an allergic reaction.

- If he gets away to hide in the bathroom he WONT send a nude but he’ll send a picture of him in the mirror with a tomato face captioned “ look at what you’ve done to me!! ;; ” and it’s just adorable, screensaver material


- Like Jumin, she was in the middle of a meeting when she got your message. But waits until everyone’s packing up their things to check it so she doesn’t seem disrespectful.

- As soon as she opens it she’s super surprised and audibly gasps which causes people to start to turn and look she doesn’t know what to do

- So she really quick clicks off her phone and ignores all questions until she can rush to the bathroom or somewhere private to.. take a closer look, at your picture.

- She compliments you because damn you look great how is her girlfriend a literal goddess?? But Love.. im at work right now.

- Exactly that’s the fun it it ~

- She won’t send one back but she might send a few suggestive messages about the things she’s going to do in order to punish you big time when she gets home. dominator jaehee everyone


- He hadn’t come out of his office in days and you were sick of him just coming out to pee or eat some food like no seven, eat me

- The chatroom was the place where you could talk to him because he was in there every so often, so that was nice at least.

- It was just you and him in there, sending pointless messages of jumbled words back and forth. Before you decided to surprise him a bit.

- As soon as you send a revealing picture in the chatroom he literally screams because everyone can see that MC n o

- Saves it right away though before scrambling to delete it from the messenger

- Finally once it’s gone he makes his way to the bedroom to find you, in the same outfit youd worn in the picture. But it looked so much more better in person. expect to be punished with the wrath of god seven-zero-seven himself


- He was at a dinner with some friends who also were photographers, they were just chatting back and forth about different projects and such.

- V had already been shooting you a few texts here and there but didn’t want to seem rude so the conversation was sort of inconsistent.

- He sent a message asking what you were doing all by yourself back home and holy shit the picture you send him makes him jump so fast he hits the table and everyone looks

- His face is really red and everyone asks if he’s okay, he replies yes before apologizing; excusing himself to the restroom.

- When he’s in there he just stares at the picture and gets really flushed and warm before messaging back, something romantic honestly he’s not great at dirty talk

- Fidgety the entire dinner, he can’t focus on conversation all he can think of is what you’re doing at home without him.


- He had been so focused in his computer work that he’d been ignoring you most of the day.

- The first few texts he just glanced at until he saw a picture notification and grew curious. As soon as he opens it he pushes all his work aside to find you.

- Who knew a simple little nude could motivate him so much?

- But he can’t find you anywhere?? Responds asking where are you before saving the picture ;;)

- Saeran.. I was in your office the whole time


- Comes back to his office right away and holy shit there you are, all laid out for him like a perfect little present?? He feels terrible for not even noticing you there but he’ll make up for it.

Let Me Hold You

Title: Let Me Hold You

Request: Could you do a highschool au with Josh where you can’t sleep so you call him and he comes over and helps you fall asleep and they do it almost every night after that then they admit their feelings and fluffy smut? If you’re ok with it?

Characters: Josh Dun x Reader, Tyler Joseph, Jenna Black

Warnings: None

A/N: I don’t write smut, sorry. Also, I added a bit of Tyler x Jenna at the end because they are so cute together and I couldn’t help myself. 

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One Night Stand

Finally, a part 2! I’d been planning this for a while, but with all the requests i’ve received it’s been hard to do so. But here I am, and maybe this will become a series? I’m not sure, depends if you guys requests so!

Imagine Prompt: can i request a oneshot please? id like one where you and bellamy secretly like each other but you two are really sarcastic and you fight a lot and one day you two were on a mission and they had to sleep next to each other in a cave and bellamy surprise the reader by putting his arms around her in his sleep and spooning her. just this with a lot of sass and sarcasm, please? thank you :)

Warning: none. kind of…

Originally posted by fyeahbellarke

When you woke up, you felt oddly warm. A sense of safety flushed through you and you couldn’t quite figure out why. There was a body next to yours, and as you blinked in the brightness of the sun that surrounded the cave and blinked away the blurriness, you began to try and move only to find you couldn’t.

Strong arms wrapped around your waist, tight and protective to the point you couldn’t move. You furrowed your brows, still slightly asleep as you tried to pin who exactly was with you. You hadn’t had anyone on ground and you definitely wouldn’t sleep with someone on a… one.. night stand.

“You wouldn’t be just a one night stand.”

Bellamy’s words echoed through, the memories of last night flashing through as you became wide awake. You snapped up, forcefully ripping Bellamy’s arms of from around you. You heard him moan in shock as he too woke up. Shy and bashful, you hugged yourself as Bellamy groaned awake and sat up next to you.

What would you say? Everything that had happened last night was something you’d never expected. And despite how hard you tried to push down the secret feelings you’d developed for the boy, they were there and they only increased after the events of last night. But there was no way Bellamy would like you back, which was why you’d never acted on those feelings.

“You wouldn’t be just a one night stand.”

Or would he?

“Uh, good morning.”  Bellamy’s deep voice echoed around you and you felt your muscles tense. Was he going to act like none of this had ever happened? But, maybe that would be best. You didn’t think you’d be able to confront him or your feelings, so maybe acting as if none of it happened would be okay.

Standing up, you murmured a good morning. Ignoring the feel of his eyes lingering on you as you walked to the opening of the cave and stepped out. You let your eyes wander over the sunshine that no shun brightly and the warmth you could now bask in. Turning back into the cave you quickly began packing up your things. “The fogs gone, we should head back to camp. People are probably starting to worry.”

Bellamy said nothing but let his gaze linger on you a moment longer, before he too began to pack up. The walk back to camp was silent, and long. Even after an hour, which felt like you should’ve reached camp by now, you were still an hours walk away. And the silence was agonizingly painful as well as awkward. It almost felt as if you were alone, because of the dead silence, if you could miss the awkward stares and bumps of the shoulders.

Eventually, a short half n hour later (so they were only a half n hour away) you’d gotten tired of walking and leaned against a tree. Huffing in tiredness, and rubbing your feet in pain. Normally you wouldn’t be so whiny, but you hadn’t had to walk this long in a long time, seeing as before this you’d never been allowed out of camp.

You heard a huff of annoyance from behind you, but you chose to ignore it. Figuring Bellamy had been just as tired as you, and was annoyed by it. But you were hugely mistaken, when he began speaking. “Really, Y/N?” He snapped.

With narrowed eyes, you looked over at him shaking your head. “Really what?”

“You need to stop right now. We are almost back to camp and the sooner the better.” 

Your jaw opened in bafflement and with a huff, you let your foot fall and you slipped back on your shoe. You turned to him, crossing your arms over your chest as you glared at him. “Yeah, I did need to stop. I wasn’t the one who asked you to come on this damn mission, that had been an absolute fail by the way. And i’m tired, and i’m sick of being near you.” Suddenly, all your pent up feelings came pouring out at his complete ignorance to your side of things. You tried to tell yourself to remain calm, and reason things out, but your irrational side got the better of you.

“You should know by now that I take whatever lead I get and that when we go out, we do what needs to be done and get back. There isn’t time for resting!” He practically yelled.

“No, actually, I wouldn’t know.” You reprimanded. “I wouldn’t because ever since we landed down here, you haven’t let me step one foot out of that camp. God knows why.” 

He stayed silent for a while, both of you wondering what had started this fight and why it’d become so tense. It was a stupid thing to argue over, and the both of you knew, but for some reason every angry thought came to your mind, whether it had to do with Bellamy or not, and you couldn’t control yourself. 

“Sorry for caring.” Bellamy spat.

Your eyes widened and you let out a dry laugh, “care? Since we landed you’ve been treating me as if i’m an annoyance. Why care about a pestering princess right?”

“You are an annoyance!” He yelled, despite himself. And with shock, you took a step back. Not quite expecting such harsh words to come out of his mouth, you opened your mouth to say something but came out empty. You picked up your backpack, not quite sure what to do. “Wait, Y/N…” Bellamy tried but you interrupted him.

“No, uh, it’s okay.” You whispered, staring at the ground. “I get it. I don’t know why I ever thought that… we… no, sorry.” You let the words slip out before you ran off. Your feet carrying you faster than you ever thought they could, and before you knew it you’d ran so far that you didn’t know where you were. You’d never been in these woods before and without a tracker, you found yourself lost. The world spun around you as you tried to figure out where you were.


Bellamy huffed, after walking around searching for you, and not able to find you, he figured you’d gone back home. He was worried and regretted all the words he said, because in the moment he hadn’t meant any of it. He’d just been frustrated that the two of you hadn’t discussed what had happened the night before.

You’d been ignoring his advances and gazes, he’d become frustrated with you to the point he became irrational.

Letting out a deep breath, he signalled to be let in and walked through. His eyes already searching for you, and expecting to see you walk up to him with a stomp to your step. Only you never came, and instead in your place Clarke came up. Seemingly relieved to see Bellamy standing there.

Her eyes searched around him, and he blinked in confusion. “Bellamy! I’m so glad you’re okay!” She said once she reached him, smiling up him. Bellamy smiled at her shortly, his eyes going past her for you. His heart began to race when you never showed up.

“Where’s Y/N?” Immediately, Bellamy snapped his eyes down to Clarke. His heart picking up in fear as he stared baffled down at Clarke.

“What do you mean where is she? She’s not here?” Bellamy asked in a panicked rush.

Clarke furrowed her brows, shaking her head. “No, the last time she was here was when she left with you yesterday.” She explained, her face contorting in concern. “What happened Bellamy? Where is Y/N?”

At the frantic mention of your name, a crowd of your friends had gathered. All staring at Bellamy expectantly as he stared at the ground in pure fear. How could he had been so stupid? Letting you go over a stupid fight like that. 

“Bellamy, where’s Y/N?” Jasper piped up, coming to stand next to Bellamy.

“We were out, but then I got in such a stupid fight with her.” He said, his voice deep as he blamed himself. “She ran off, and I searched for her but I figured she’d headed off back here.”

Clarke’s eyes widened with realization. “Bellamy she’s never been out of-”

“Out of camp before.” He finished, nodding. “I know.” Nodding to himself, he grabbed his gun and began marching towards the gates. 

“Where are you going?” Clarke yelled.

“Going to find her.”

- Part 3?

anonymous asked:

Hey 😃Maybe a Bellarke Fic were something dramatic has just happened and they go back to their room and suddenly everything is silent and calm and they clean each other's wounds? Maybe in cannonverse ? Your blog is amazing and you are a blessing thank you

Omg thank you :’) I’m sorry it took me forever to get to this but I hope you like it. Not TOTALLY sure if the title is 100% applicable but it’s super bellarkey anyway so. ALSO! This is 4x06 spec

Hello Love, My Invincible Friend


Fandom: The 100
Pairing: Bellarke
Rating: G, I guess
Words: 1,441

On her forehead there’s a slash from which blood trickles in a steady flow into Clarke’s eye. She feels a bruise blossoming across her cheekbone. Her head pounds in her temples and between her brows, a sharp ache that rears its ugly head with each second that passes.

But Clarke has jumped hundreds of feet into violent waters. She’s opened her own stitches and slit her skin to cut deals. She wrestled a damn jaguar and survived.

She’s dealt with worse.

Bellamy has too, but that doesn’t quell the fear bubbling in Clarke’s gut like a waking volcano when she looks at him now.

His jacket is thrown onto the bed, leaving him with only his t-shirt to veil the gash sliced along his bicep. Blood drips in a curtain down his arm, staining the fabric of his shirt and falling in thick drops to the floor. With his opposite hand, Bellamy tries rolling up his sleeve to get a better look at the damage. When he fumbles, frustrated, Clarke crosses the room to help him.

It’s the first time since Trikru attacked them on their way to Becca’s lab that Clarke has seen the injury, and when she does, she can’t help the shallow breath she sucks in. Bellamy tenses. Clarke knows the blood makes it look worse than it actually is, but even so, she can tell slapping a band aid on this one won’t fix it.

Over the lump in her throat, she says “I need to clean this,” and hurries to the attached bathroom to wet a cloth. “And stitch it.” She grabs her first aid kit from their traveling bag. “And probably amputate it.”


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Dating Harry Would Include - 37

Him being protective:

- Calling you to look up at the shirt he was looking at and frowning when he realises you’re not next to him anymore
- Searching after you in the store to find where you gone when he wasn’t paying attention
- His frown disappearing when he finally found you watching with attention different watches
- Observing you from away, playing with his lips,  waiting for you to choose which one you prefer
- Coming slowly behind you and looking above your shoulder “You like this one? Wants me to buy it for you?”
- His arm wrapping around your waist when you jump surprised by his sudden question
- He slightly laugh while squeezing your body against his chest, kissing your temple “It’s just me Little Queen!”
- Teasing you about your reaction before looking closer at the watch you seemed to like
- Faking to not know what you are talking about when you tell him to not buy it for you
- Rolling his eyes with a half smile when you scold him and insists for him to not do it
- Assuring you he won’t before leaving to another part of the shop but always keep an eye on you
- An annoyed sigh leaving him when he noticed a group of paparazzis waiting for him
- Instinctively start to look after you and feel his body tensing when he can’t find you around
- Walking quickly through the shop to join you while you’re looking nervously at the paparazzis waiting outside
- Sliding his hand in yours, his calm voice whispering  "I’m here! You have nothing to be afraid of, okay?“
- Squeezing your hand with a reassuring smile when he sees you becoming even more nervous when you two walk toward the front door of the shop
- Walking out first, keeping you in his hand to protect you from  the flashes of cameras all around you
- Looking back at you when he feels you holding his hand tighter and call him
- Pulling you closer to him, his strong arm coming around your shoulders and guiding you through the crowd
- Feeling him stop walking, his tensed body pressed against you when he sees a paparazzi pushing you
- Losing a bit of his patience when  become scared because of the situation
- His hand on the small of your back, making you reach the car , opening the passenger door to allow you to come in first
- Squeezing your hand a last time before closing the door, knowing that you’re now safe
- Joining you in car as fast as he can because he knows how much you’re not comfortable when those moments happens
- Looking at you to check if you’re feeling okay, his hand holding yours on your knee "Sorry for that, I know how much you don’t like when it happens…”
- The guilt on his face when he sees you looking down, repeating you how much he’s sorry to impose it to you
- A sigh of relief when you look at him with a smile while holding back his hand
- Kissing your hand before leaving a small bag from the shop on your knees, knowing already what you gonna find inside
- Winking to you with smirk when you push on his shoulder trying to hide your smile

It was so bad, I know! Sorry for that!


You watched as Shawn rubbed his hands together, in an attempt to warm them up as you walked through the near empty streets of the small city. “You cold?” he asked, looking back over his shoulder at you. You shook your head quickly, shoving your hands in your pockets. “But you’re shaking,” he said, stopping in his tracks. “I’m fine, really” you smiled, but as soon as he turned away the smile disappeared. You swallowed the lump which kept appearing in your throat, wanting to continue being strong like you had been all day. 
Shawn had taken you out for dinner, and you were walking back to his house under a bleak evening sky in October. Without intention, you walked a little behind Shawn who was in a hurry to get inside. “(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Shawn asked, stopping again. You shook your head, “No,” he said strongly. “Something’s up. Tell me.” You chewed on the inside of your cheek and looked down at your shoes as you fidgeted your feet. “Is it your period?” he asked softly. 
Since being on the pill, you hadn’t experienced a period. But two weeks ago, you had started bleeding heavily and it hadn’t stopped. He knew how worried and uncomfortable you had been, but he didn’t know that you had gone to the doctors to find out what was wrong that morning. You shook your head again, scrunching your face up as the tears automatically fell down your cold face. Shawn moved closer to you to comfort you, but you stuck your arm out and backed up. “No, don’t” you said, avoiding eye contact. “(Y/N) you’re really scaring me now,” Shawn said slowly. You looked up at him, and found him looking at you like you were some wild animal on the loose. 

You walked to the edge of the curb, and sat yourself down on the frosty pavement. You lowered your head and inhaled the bitter air before you spoke. 
“I went to the doctors this morning, to find out what was happening” your voice shook, not only because of the cold sensation you were suddenly feeling - but also because you felt vulnerable, about to confess something heartbreaking. 
You ran your tongue across your bottom lip, to compose the words in your mind carefully before you spoke. “I didn’t tell you this, and I don’t know why. But, I was pregnant” you felt like the air left your lungs as the words left your lips. 
From the corner of your eye you saw Shawn sit down beside you. “When did this happen?” He asked in a low tone, almost in a whisper. You swallowed another hard lump before replying, “That night at yours, when we had a whole bottle of vodka between us. Remember I was throwing up for ages before I passed out, well, I threw up the pill. And, then we…you know…without any protection. Then I fell ill and stupidly forgot to take the pill for the next few days” you shook your head at your stupidity. Shawns’ head dropped as he let out a heavy sigh. You placed the tip of your thumb between your teeth as you anxiously watched him through teary eyes, his hands on either side of his head.
“Wait,” Shawn said as his head snapped up, his hands moving under his chin. “What do you mean was pregnant?” His eyes were already dark, but they looked lost when they looked back at you. You bit harder into your thumb, wanting to hold the tears back. 

You couldn’t handle it, you couldn’t do this. You pushed yourself up from the pavement and started to stride down the road. “Hey, (Y/N)” Shawn shouted as he tried to catch up. He grabbed your wrist, but you pulled away. He grabbed it again, this time with a lot more strength, too much for your weak body to compete with. He pulled on your arm, forcing you to stop. “(Y/N)” he gasped, breathing heavily. You closed your eyes, still facing away from him. You couldn’t bring yourself to drop the same news that had been told to you hours earlier, knowing Shawn would crush from the weight too. He hadn’t known you were pregnant, but you knew that children was a sensitive subject for him. 
Your head feeling light, you turned round and faced him. You nodded to yourself, smacking your lips together before you finally spoke. “I lost it,” you barely said, looking him dead in the eye as they grew even darker. He blinked slowly a couple of times as he absorbed the truth and lowered his arm, letting yours fall back to your side. “I know we didn’t even plan it or even want children right now,” you found yourself saying. “And it was just a month old, so not even looking like a proper baby” you shrugged your shoulders, tears streaming down your face again. “But, it was still something living inside of me Shawn. And, my body failed. I failed, I failed at keeping it alive.” You closed your eyes to force the tears out, telling not only Shawn, but yourself how you truly felt. The words that had been swimming in your mind all day, ever since you had found out. You let out a groan, collapsing to your knees as you finally let out the pain you had been keeping hidden. 
You looked up from the ground at the noise of footsteps, and watched as Shawn walked away from you. Your body curled in again, feeling lost and alone. You made your cries heard, not giving a shit about anyone who happened to be passing by. For the past two weeks, a baby, your baby had been dying inside of you and every time you went to the bathroom, or felt a horrible cramp - they were just reminders that your dead child was passing through you. You punched your fist into your stomach, letting out your anger. 

“Hey, don’t do that. Don’t hurt yourself,” Shawn said softly. You looked up to see Shawn crouched down in front of you, blinking his eyes repeatedly as the tears poured out. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” you said quickly, before Shawn grabbed your head and moved it closer to his lips, placing a long kiss against it. He gasped for air, and wiped the tears from his cheeks. His face was red, his eyes swollen and his lips were puffy. “We don’t know why this happened,” he said, looking you in the eyes. “But, life can do terrible things.” You nodded, scrunching your face as you felt the pain burst through your body all over again. 

“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me (Y/N),” he admitted, showing a faint smile. He took one of your hands and kissed it repeatedly, before a smile appeared on your face. He then placed his hand between your faces, holding a single stem of lavender. “I know it’s not a bouquet of the most exotic flower on the planet, but it’s in memory of our little bean,” he said bravely, his familiar smile spreading across his face. You took the flower from his fingers and held it delicately in yours. Shawn stood up and held his hands out for you. When you finally rose and inhaled deeply, he lowered himself, with his hands on your waist before he pressed his face against your belly - kissing against the fabric of your top. Your hand clasped over your mouth, trying to top yourself from crying out loud. Shawn stood again, close to your body. “I love you,” he said as his thumb stroked your cheekbone. You nodded, “I love you too” you said wearily before kissing his swollen lips. 


- Okay, last night we saw a movie.
- What was my snack of choice?
- Sprinkled Milk Duds over your popcorn.

The Best Day of Your Life

Anon:  Soulmate AU! Where on your fifteenth birthday the name of your soulmate appears above your heart.  With Jaybird please!

A/N:  You have no idea how excited I am for this.  Jay is my true love, and thinking about this request just gives me chills ^.^

(Y/F/S) – Your favorite show

Word Count:  This is hella long.  I have no regrets.  7,087

Warnings:  Language, sexual talk, sexual crap going on (not much detail)  NO SMUT

Also, this is my first reader insert.   So, please, cut me some slack!  And you may notice some similarity to Batman: Under the Red Hood. Well that’s because that is what I was going for.  But I had no way to watch it when I wrote this, so it is definitely different.  Oh well.  Let me know what you think!

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Pair: Bucky Barnes x Female! Reader

Word Count: 1132 

Warnings: Angst….I guess…? 

A/N: I hit another follower milestone so to celebrate, I wrote a fic! It’s not amazing since I wrote it all today but hopefully you all still enjoy! :) 

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

Bucky still hesitated when it came to opening up to others or meeting new people.  He had built very high walls for himself especially during his time with Hydra.  Hydra turned him into something he wasn’t, they made him fear all emotions other than hate making him an unbeatable weapon.  Although he knew that his title as “The Winter Soldier” did not truly define him, it clearly made many fear him, himself included.

When you were first introduced to Bucky with the help of Steve, Bucky immediately fell in love, however, just the thought of him being in love made him immediately push you away. Feelings scared him and he couldn’t afford to harm a person like you, someone who was so kind, genuine, and selfless.  So Bucky did what he does best, he built his walls higher shielding himself from you.  

You knew that Bucky was distancing himself from you, however, you were determined to help Bucky in any way you could.  You saw how he was suffering both mentally and physically.  You could see how his cheeks grew more sunken in or how the bags under his eyes grew darker and how the colors of his once piercing blue eyes slowly turned to a dull grey.  

You decided to help him in any way you could whether it was make him a cup of tea in the morning, give him a bottle of water after a workout, or simply send him a smile whenever you two crossed paths.  You knew it wasn’t much, but you thought that could at least break the barrier between the two of you.  

Bucky noticed the little things you did, how he always woke up to the smell of green tea lingering in his room or how a mysterious bottle of water would end up on the side of his towel when he was in the training room or how your eyes lit up every time your eyes met.  However, the more you pushed towards helping him, the more he stepped back.  

Bucky began locking his bedroom door before he went to sleep so you couldn’t give him your daily tea.  He began working out during times he knew you weren’t in the tower and eve if you were there, he would make sure the gym door was locked as well.  He made sure to not make eye contact with you whenever you two walked past each other in the hallway.  Bucky knew that he had to keep pushing you away.  If he didn’t, he would only fall more in love with you and hurt you which was the exact opposite of what he wanted to do.  

No matter how hard you tried to help Bucky, the man you cared about deeply, the more he pushed you away.  Your feelings for him grew everyday you stayed at the tower.  You didn’t know why since the two of you barely exchanged a couple of words.  However, he was a mystery, a mystery you desperately wanted to solve.  

After several weeks of you trying to help Bucky, you slowly began to give up.  

You stopped waking up ten minutes early to make him a cup of tea, you stopped tiptoeing to the training room with a bottle of water in your hands, you stopped smiling at him when you both saw each other down the hall.  You slowly stopped making an appearance at the tower all together.  The room in which you were staying at slowly became more vacant as the days went on until your room was completely packed and cleared leaving only the scent of your perfume lingering in the air.  While no one really noticed your slow disappearance, Bucky did.  

After you had officially left, Bucky almost felt a sense of relief.  As much as he hated to admit, he knew that if you were no longer at the tower, you would not be in danger because of him.  However, as time continued to pass, he felt empty inside.  He missed the smell of green tea that woke him up in the morning.  He missed watching you try (and fail) to discreetly place a bottle of water by his belongings.  He missed hearing your laugh echo throughout the tower, or seeing your smile which always made him feel warm on the inside, and how you never seemed to worry about what others were thinking of you.  

Bucky realized that the more days spent without you there, the more he began to want you.  He thought you not being there would help him get over you and over those unknown feelings but instead it became worse.  Bucky began to go insane, insane over the fact that you weren’t there, that your laugh could no longer be heard, or your smile was no longer seen.  

And when Bucky reached the brink of pure insanity, he went charging through Steve’s door almost demanding him to say where you were, where you had gone, where he could find you.  

“I don’t know Buck.  The last time I talked to her she said she would be in Manhattan.”

Before Bucky let Steve say another word, he left the tower and left his place of hiding.  When he was on the streets driving past thousands of people, he didn’t seem to care, he didn’t seem to care what they were thinking, he didn’t seem to care if people knew who he was or who they thought he was.  The only thing on his mind was finding you.  

When he arrived in Manhattan, he immediately stopped at your favorite coffee shop that he heard you always talk about.  He frantically looked around the place to see if he could spot you through the crowds of people.  

Suddenly, the sound of your laugh made him freeze.  He could recognize your laugh anywhere.  He turned to face you, a sense of relief washing over his body, however, once he took another step forward, he noticed that you weren’t alone.  He saw the back of another man, another man who was making you smile, another man who was making you laugh.  

And when Bucky saw this he stopped dead in his tracks.  He began to get furious at the other man who was able to make you smile this way.  However, he knew that he had no right to be mad, you were happy, and that’s all that should really matter.  

So Bucky turned around, got back on his motorcycle and took one last glance at you.  He memorized the way your hair flowed with the wind, the crinkles on your face when you smiled or laughed, and how your eyes lit up every time you spoke.  Bucky smiled, a thing he rarely ever did, and left.  

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Affection ♡ Grayson {smut}

Request: ‘‘Hii can I have a Grayson imagine where you guys are engaged but he starts becoming very distant from you and doesn’t show anymore affection towards you and you get frustrated so you leave the house when he’d gone out and he goes looking for you and eventually finds you and apologizes and stuff, you can think of an ending ahha :p Thanks!!‘‘

Response: Thank you for the request, babe :) This is my first smutty imagine and I found it really hard (but also fun) to write, haha. I hope you enjoy, tho xoxo

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

‘Marry me.’ Those were the words Grayson Dolan had said to you. Today it was exactly four months ago that he had asked you to become his wife. When he went down on his knees and showed the most beautiful ring you had ever seen, tears were running down your cheeks. You couldn’t believe that the most amazing human on this entire planet wanted to spend the rest of your life with you. Of course you said yes, how could you say no? He made you the happiest person in the world.

But as the months passed by, Grayson had become more busy. At his work he got promoted, and as a result he had to overwork regularly. You tried to be happy for him, because you were saving money for a bigger house to live in together. You maybe wanted to have kids in the future. Apart from that, Grayson also had his channel to worry about. He didn’t make videos as often as he used to, but he still made videos with Ethan.  

But it was hard. You didn’t work as much as he did, and most of the time you were home alone, waiting for Gray to come home. And when he finally got home he was always very tired, so you ate dinner together and maybe watched some television. You guys didn’t even had sex the way you used to have. It was a miracle if you did it once a week. Of course you knew that sex wasn’t the most important thing in a relationship, but, it still was important.

Tonight was the fifth night in a row that Grayson was coming home later than the usual. While you were watching Netflix you waited for him. You couldn’t understand what they were saying, all you could think about was Grayson and why he had to work till late again. You decided to call him and ask if he would be home soon. You wanted to talk. This couldn’t go on any longer.

‘Hey Y/N, what is it?’ you hear Grayson say on the other side of the line. You turn off the television so that you don’t get distracted. ‘Hi, Gray. When are you coming home? I want to talk to you about something.’ It is quiet for a moment, while you hear Graysons steps and his panting voice. He was probably on his way to a meeting or something important. ‘Eh… I don’t know, to be honest. I think it will get pretty late tonight. You don’t have to stay up for me.’

You feel tears welling up and you try to swallow. ‘Okay,’ you say quietly. ‘Okay… Bye.’ Grayson says and before you can say anything he hangs up. You look at your lock screen on your phone, at a picture of you and Grayson where you both are smiling. The picture was taken last summer, on the beach in Spain. It felt like it was years go.

You look around, not knowing what to do now. You were wide awake and suddenly it felt like everything on Netflix was too boring to watch. With a deep sigh you pull the blanket you were under on back and stand up. You needed to get out of the house to get some fresh air. It felt like you were trapped inside your own house, which was a terrible feeling.

You grab your car keys and jacket and leave the house. The street is quiet and empty. The night was cold, you could see your own breath leaving your mouth. You get in your car and start driving, without a destination or idea where you were going. After about fifteen minutes you pull up in a parking lot, which was dark and empty. You had no idea how you had ended up here.

There were no people and no cars, you were all by yourself. It was very calming, and you could hear the birds singing in the trees that were standing next to the parking lot. This was the place were Grayson and you had first met each other, and also the place where you had your first kiss. So it was kind of a special parking lot, with a lot of good memories.

You get out of your car and sit down on the side walk. Just until now you noticed that had you had been crying. Your whole T-shirt was wet from the tears. While you sit there and breath in the fresh air, you slowly start feeling better, but you still had an empty feeling in your stomach. Suddenly you hear your phone buzzing. It was an incoming call from Grayson. At first you consider answering it, but you don’t want him to hear that you had been crying. You decide to ignore it.

You didn’t know for how long you sat there, alone on the cold sidewalk. It could have been an hour, it could have been two. All of a sudden you see a car with bright lights turning up the parking lot. In shock you stand up and almost trip over your feet. You hope it wasn’t the police. They would ask why you were here all alone in an empty parking lot, and you didn’t have a good answer to that. The lights go off and a person steps out of the car. It takes a second to see who it was.

‘Grayson. Who – what – How did you know I was here?’ you ask confused. Grayson walks up to you, his mouth a thin line. ‘Because this is the place where we first met. I figured you were here. Anyway, why are you here? I was worried as hell.’ When you try to say what’s been bothering you the last couple of weeks, tears are running down your cheeks again. Grayson blinks, not expecting that you would start crying. ‘Hey, don’t cry…’ He reaches out his arms and takes a step forward, but you take a step back.

‘Y/N, what’s wrong? You know you can tell me everything. We can figure it out together. We always do,’ Grayson says with a sweet voice. You let out a vibrating sigh and look up to him. His brows are frowned and he looks at you with curious eyes. ‘I feel so alone. You’re always working and working, it’s the only thing you ever do. You don’t even kiss me goodnight anymore, because I’m already asleep by then or you’re not home. I love you, but… I can’t take this any longer. I miss how we used to be,’ you say. It is quiet for a moment.

Grayson picks his words carefully. ‘Babe… I-I didn’t know that me working so much made you feel this way. I’m sorry. I really am. I will talk to my boss and ask if can work less. I-I’m just so sorry. Please stop crying, it breaks my heart.’ His voice cracks. You smile a little and wipe your tears from your face. Grayson puts a step in your direction again, and this time, you don’t take a step backwards. His strong arms close around you and you shiver, craving his body and affection.

He hugs you for a long time, while he strokes his fingers through your ear. ‘I’m so sorry. I love you so much,’ he whispers. ‘I love you too,’ you whisper. He lets you go and studies your face, making sure you had forgiven him. ‘Come home with me. I’ll make it up to you,’ he says with a soft smile. You smile back to him and nod. ‘Okay.’

The house was dark and empty, but you didn’t bother to put a light on. Grayson picks you up like you weigh nothing and you put your legs around his waist. Leaving soft kisses in your neck, he carries you up the stairs. When Grayson walks in the bedroom, he lays you carefully down on the bed with a supporting arm under your back. He strips of his shirt and you do the same with yours. ‘Let me take off your clothes,’ Grayson whispers. He pulls down your leggings, causing you to gasp when he touches your thighs. You had missed the feeling of his hands touching you. He takes off his pants, leaving him only in his boxers.

He hovers above you and slides your bra straps down your shoulders, kissing your collar bone. He takes your bra off, revealing your hard nipples. He licks his lips before he seductively closes his mouth around them and you can’t help but moan while you’re drowning in pleasure. He takes his time and kisses every part of your breasts. He then gently strokes your cheek, while he looks into your eyes with nothing but love. ‘I just can’t get over how beautiful you are. Each time you surprise me,’ he says with a rough voice. You smile and give him a passionate kiss.

After the kiss he tenderly starts sucking your neck and planting sweet kisses along your shoulders, trailing down to your chest area again. You close your eyes and dig your nails into his hair, causing him to moan. He goes further down your stomach and hungrily loops his finger through your panties. He pulls them down your legs. You shiver from the cold air that hits your now totally naked body.

Grayson spreads your legs and starts kissing and sucking your inner thighs, slowly going to the place where you needed him the most. You felt a burning heat between your legs. ‘I’m sorry for hurting you, baby,’ he whispers with a deep voice. You wanted to tell him that it was okay and that you forgave him, but before you can say anything he glides with his tongue down into your vagina. ‘So wet for me already…’ Grayson chuckles. He licks you over a few times before he closes his lips around your clit. ‘Gray…’ you cry out with a shaky voice, toes curled in anticipation. He looks at you, eyes filled with lust. He starts sucking and you can’t help but moan quietly, arching your back.

Your hands are shaking uncontrollable, trying to grab the sheets for a grip. Grayson entwines his fingers with yours and with his other hand he pins your hips down, because he knows you can’t lay still with what he’s doing to you. A deep sigh escapes from your lips while he starts to suck faster. ‘Fuck…’ You normally didn’t swear, but at times like these you weren’t in control of what you were saying. He kept going until a splash of liquid emerged from in between your legs. You bit your lip and look at him a little embarrassed. You try to get up so you could reward him, but without a warning he slowly inserts two fingers inside of you.

You’re shocked and your lips form an ‘o’ as you fall back onto the bed. With your eyes closed, Grayson smirks at the way your body twists and turns, the way you bite your lip and the way you shut your eyes. He loved it all. His finger sensually keeps going in and out. First gently, but slowly he starts picking up the speed. He could feel every soft curve and spot inside you when your walls clenched around his fingers. The feeling in your stomach rises with every move. You buck your hips upward, a burning desire between your legs.

‘I’m so close,’ you whisper. ‘Come for me, baby,’ Grayson growls. Suddenly, with shuddering breaths, you see stars, reaching your climax. Your legs tremble and shake, while Grayson tries to hold them down. He bites his lips at the sight of you releasing the sexual tension. You were making sounds that normally would make you blush, but you just couldn’t help it. You let out a deep sigh, feeling so incredibly in love. You lay down on your back, eyes closed with a big smile on your face.

Slowly you are in control of yourself again, and you open your eyes, seeing the most beautiful creature between your legs. ‘I love you so much,’ you say, eyes watering with admiration. Grayson puts a long, chaste kiss on your belly button. ‘I love you more.’

Exo Reaction to You Being Sick (OT9)

*And sleeping all day because of the medicine you took causing a side affect- which is your nonstop sleeping


Ps I hope this is what you wanted, I wasn’t quite sure but I tried my best! I hope you enjoy <3


Suho: Your roommate had called Junmyeon once she left to run some errands telling him that you were sick. After he fed you your medicine with some chicken noodle soup, he fell asleep next to you while cuddling. A couple hours passed by after he woke up but you kept sleeping causing him to worry; he read over the information of the pills realizing he fed you sleeping pills instead of pills for fevers…. oops

Originally posted by suhomysuho

Chanyeol: After listing all the food he bought for you on his very rushed grocery shopping trip, (because he “needed to be there for his princess as soon as he could”) he quickly fed you your medicine. As 5 hours passed by and it was time for you to take another pill for your fever, he carefully opened your door finding you still asleep. Once he was done panicking over whether or not he should call the ambulance, he read over the side-effects which clearly stated: “lots of sleeping.”

Originally posted by prince-chanyeol

Baekhyun: Similar to Chanyeol, he started panicking whether or not to call the ambulance, too, but he actually did. But then he found the pill container. End of story.

“Well… that was a regretful decision…”

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Kyungsoo: This boy has his game together cause he knows that he should always check the back of the pill container making sure of the side effects and carefully reading over the directions. 

Originally posted by yixingsosweet

Jongin: Although he literally just came back from the EXO tour, only to find you sick, he didn’t waste a single millisecond to feed you some medicine. He comes back from the kitchen after boiling a cup of tea to find you sprawled over the bed; he was only gone for 10 minutes. He urgently calls Baekhyun for help, Baekhyun learning from his own mistake tells Kai to read over the medicine bottle.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Chen: Lots of whining once he finds you asleep after he spent an hour in the kitchen trying to make soup. It started getting cold causing him to start whining really loudly which wakes you up so you end up having to eat the soup– it’s slightly burnt tasting though, like metal. You still eat it for him though.

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Lay: This thoughtful little bun of fluff doesn’t even realize how much you were sleeping and just cuddles up next to you, admiring your pretty little face and studying your features. Also thinking HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE; he never ends up questioning your abnormal amount of hours of sleeping you took up though.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Sehun: Umm he doesn’t really know how to take care of you in the first place?? Honestly he’s so used to being the one to be cared for but he’s finally happy he can be a man and take care of you, EXTRA good care. Once he realizes you’ve slept over 13 hours he starts getting suspicious, but then you wake up and he starts teasing you.

Originally posted by sehunnified

Xiumin: While he was singing for you because you asked, your eyes shut and small noises of snoring could be heard within the first 0.1 seconds he started. Kinda confused, yet kinda finding it cute, he just leaves you be. If a girl needs some sleep, she gets her sleep. He doesn’t dare to touch your peaceful state. He’s still smart enough to check your breathing patterns to make sure you aren’t dead.

Originally posted by xiuboyfruits

Follow My Lead

Characters: Y/N (Reader), Chris Evans

Pairing: Chris x Reader

Warnings: Implied smut (very light), Implied long distance relationship.

Wordcount: 2200ish

A/N: This is the first time in ages I have written something not SPN. The trailer from Chris’ coming movie Gifted threw me into a full blown Chris crisis and it wouldn’t end (no thanks to @blacktithe7) so I tried to write it away.

My main fandom I write for will always be SPN, but I am also not promising this will be the last time I write for Chris.

Thanks to my Chris Evans pusher and awesome friend Erin @blacktithe7 betaing this for me.

You felt the first rays of the morning sun hit your face, and you reached across the bed, surprised to find it empty.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you looked around the room. You frowned as you sat up, wrapping your still naked body in the sheets as you took a deep breath. You knew he couldn’t be far, but still, you were a little disappointed. You had hoped to wake up still wrapped in his arms and spend the better part of the day right here with him.

Your eyes wandered the room. You had barely had time to appreciate the cabin last night. You had only had eyes for Chris as soon as you arrived.

This place belonged to his family, and he had invited you up there for the week since you had barely had time to see each other lately. Both being actors and working on different schedules was hard on your new relationship. Still, you loved each other and were both determined to make this work.

You looked around the room and smiled. The place didn’t seem huge. The bedroom was cozy and homey and suited Chris perfectly. You could only see the bedroom right now, and you barely remembered what the rest of the cabin looked like outside these four walls. You had barely gotten through the door last night before you had been in his arms.

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Ok @sgarrett49​, as hot as this gif is, imma have to go angsty with it. 

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You watched him play with the cuff of the shirt. 

God, he really did look good. 

The way the shirt hugged his body, showing off everything. The waistcoat, firm against his chest. 

His hair. Combed and slicked down, yet he looked so damn stunning. 

You sometimes wondered how you managed to land Jensen Ackles. 

Well…land was a bit far. You were fucking. Had been for over a year now. 

Hell, you’d been on dates. Had your anniversary. Everything. 

But there was one thing that you hated. 

He never defined the relationship. 

Each time you’d ask what you were, he’d avoid the conversation, opting to either fuck you or just switch the topoc. 

You hated it. Sometimes, he’d make you feel so loved. So happy. 

But then it’d all be over when he’d avoid talking to you. It made you feel like you were some sort of bootycall. 

And maybe you’d be ok with that role, if you hadn’t been ‘together’ for over a year. 

But a few nights ago, you realized this wasn’t going anywhere. 

Especially not when you saw the texts from her. His ex. 

They’d been together for a few years. Of course, you’d met her, being the costume designer on set. 

She was…nice? She wasn’t necessarily the type of person you’d ever get to know. But you could see he loved her. 

So when you saw her texting him, asking to get back together, you realized why he’d been so distant lately. 

He was preparing to break up with you. Leave you behind for her. 

Well, there was no way you’d be humiliated or thrown out like that. 

No. You weren’t the type to cry and beg. If he wanted to go back to her, that was fine. Let him be miserable. 

So you watched, Jensen looking sexy and getting ready for his scene. 

Bastard. Why did he make you fall in love with him, when he still loved her?

You were gonna go home tonight. Pack your bags. Move out while he was with Jared. 

Yea. You’d already handed in your notice, making sure it’d be kept quiet. 

No one knew you and Jensen were together anyway. He kept you a secret, most likely ashamed that he’d gone from a sort of celebrity, to you, the person who worked in wardrobe. 

Yea…you were gone after tonight. And you’d make sure he couldn’t find you. 

Jensen watched you, his heart racing as he caught your eye. 

You looked so stunning. God, he knew he’d been distant. He knew how messy he’d been. 

But after getting his heart broken, he wasn’t going to do that again. Especially not with you. 

So he took it slow, avoided anything he did in his previous relationship. 

But recently, his mind was made up. He was going to propose. 

He loved you. Hell, you were the reason he broke up with her. 

So he had the ring sitting in a drawer, waiting for the perfect moment. 

He knew he’d been distant, but he was getting everything ready with Jared, the only person who knew about you. But not for long, because he was ready for the world to know that you were the love of his life. 

He just didn’t know, when he got home tonight, you’d be out of his life. 

He just didn’t know, by keeping you at an arms length, in attempts to keep his own heart safe, he managed to destroy yours. 

He just didn’t know that by trying to avoid everything he did wrong with his ex, he managed to do everything wrong with you. 

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Originally posted by faith-in-dean

Waking up, you found the spot next to you empty. Not a big surprise but it still hurt, like an idiot you had fallen for Arthur. But a man like him never stayed, to him you were just a convenient lay nothing more. There was no reason to stay, Ketch was long gone and when he needed you again he would find you.

It was always like this. Every time you hoped it would be different, but it never was. Grabbing your clothes off the floor, you quickly threw them back on not bothering to shower. Grabbing your overnight bag you headed for the door, opening it you found Arthur standing on the side, getting ready to knock.

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Forbidden pt.2 (M)

This scenario contains mature and sexual themes. You have been warned! 

Part 1 ~

Originally posted by chimneytaels

You were starting to regret saying yes to Yoongi. What were you thinking? What good would come out of this? A night of passion, lust and relieving that pent up stress and sexual frustration you’ve had. Your conclusion was to go looking sexy as fuck and have a fun night. 

Yoongi offered to pick you up, but you thought it was best if your parents didn’t see him. It was obvious that your father did not approve of Yoongi for his outer appearance, but if he knew his reputation your father would definitely not let you anywhere near Yoongi. For you, Yoongi was intriguing. 

You wore your little black dress that hugged to your body in all the right places, a velvet black choker and heels to match. Your hair and make-up was done to perfection. You deserved to dress up and have a good time, you worked hard all year. You tried to seek past your parents for them not to see what you’re wearing, as they would find fault with it somehow. 

“Is that dress not a little too short, sweetie?” Your father points out making your mom giggle and slap his shoulder. 

“Oh, leave her you big grump! She is only going to have that body a little longer before it starts to sag.” You frown in annoyance, but your dad slaps her face and smirks. 

“You’re still as beautiful, as the first day we met….” He trailed off whispering something in her ear making her giggle and blush. 

”Gross! I might stay in Lily’s tonight, so don’t wait up.” You yell as you rush out of the house. 

When you get to the party its in full swing. As you walked through the front door of the house party the hazy smoke hit you. People with red solo cups in their hands, people conversing, people dancing. You looked around, Yoongi was not in sight. You decide to go get a drink first. There was only two people in the kitchen, a couple face eating one another. You look at the variety of drinks there is, going for a rum and coke. You turn when your finished mixing your drink, to come face to face with Yoongi’s smirking face. 

“You actual came, babe.” His hands slide up to your waist, bringing you flush against his chest. 

“I told you I’d come. I’m here.” You state taking a gulp from your solo cup. He grabs the cup out of your hands finishing it and throwing the cup behind you. His jaw line was so visible as he drunk from your cup. He was really a beautiful man. You just wanted to trace the outline on his tattoos on his neck. 

“You’re so sexy, every guy here tonight had their eyes on you, but you’re mine.” He was so close, his eyes flickering from your lips to your eyes. You thought he was going to kiss you as he leaned down your ear. “How about we get out of here, this parties shit and I think we can have more fun on our own.” His breath tickled your neck, he planted a soft kiss on the skin below your ear. 

He grabbed your hand and pulled you through the buzzed party to get out. The air was a lot colder outside, yet refreshing from the hot sticky atmosphere in the house. You run your hands over your bare arms to heat them up. Yoongi sees you shivering. 

“Here.” He takes his leather jacket off and sets over your shoulders. You put your arms through it and hug it to your body. “It looks so much better on you, baby. But I think it would lot great if you had nothing on underneath.” He was so blunt, but you giggle nonetheless. Yoongi leads you to a motor bike, handing you a helmet. You laugh. 

“That’s funny, wheres your car.” 

“This is it, babe.” Yoongi chuckles, putting the helmet on your head and clicking it in place. 

“Hah, no seriously.” You still think hes joking, he smirks and gets on his motor cycle. “Yoongi I-I can’t get on that.” You attempt to take the helmet off, but can’t. Yoongi gets off the bike, putting his fingers under your chin to make your eyes focus on his. 

“Babe, nothing is going to happen to you when your with me, okay. Trust me, I wont let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?” Looking into his chocolate brown eyes, they were so intoxicating. 

“I trust you.” You say in almost a whisper, he gives you a gummy grin. 

“Great.” He lifts you up an puts you on the back of his motorcycle, climbing on as well. “Hold on tight, baby.” You hesitantly put your arms on his hips, not holding tight. He interlaces his fingers with your moving your hands, so you were giving him a back hug. His musky sent, husky deep voice was making you feel safe. He starts the motorcycle, raving it up and then speed off up the street. He was zooming through traffic, the wind blowing your hair. 

It was an oddly freeing experience. Being with a man whom was so troublesome and ‘dangerous’ made you feel safe and content. But you didn’t know why he had this effect on you. He pulls up at a town house. He gets off and the helps you. He takes the helmet off your head, you try to fix your hair, muttering ‘stupid fucking helmet’ under your breath, making Yoongi chuckle. 

“Come on.” He takes your hand and walks up to the house taking out his keys and opening the door. Yoongi leads you up stairs, to what you make out as his bed room. Its not what you expected. He has guitars hanging on the wall, a piano in the corner and surprisingly the room is clean. Your hand grazed the piano. 

“Do you play?” You asked, looking over your shoulder at Yoongi, who was leaning against his dresser watching you, his hands in his pockets. 

“I do, I play lots of instruments. My aim in life is to get out of this town and make music. Real music, not that shit they play at house parties. After we graduate next month, I’m gone.” You were in awe of Yoongi he had a plan, he had a desire, something he was so passionate about. If you had the chance, even the guts to leave this town you would. 

“That’s really cool. Can you play something for me?” You were itching to hear him play something. He smirks, pushing himself off the dresser, he strides over to you. He sits down on the bench, you take the space beside him. 

“What do you want me to play?” He looks at you with a playful look in his eyes. 

“Anything.” You smile back him. He hods and starts to play a song, its not one you have ever heard before. The melody is beautiful, you can’t stop staring at him. You could see the passion in the way he played. It was amazing. He finished playing. “What song was that?” 

“It was a Yoongi original.” He smiled a gummy smile. You both just sit in silence staring at one another. Yoongi leans in and connects your lips, his hands cup your face. Its soft and light at first, but then it turns into passion, lust and need. Your hands going into Yoongi’s hair, pulling on the strands. He abruptly stands up taking your hand in his and backing you towards his bed. He lifts up his shirt, throwing it on the floor, showing off his lean yet muscular milky torso. He pushes is jacket off your shoulders and lets it fall on the floor. He swiftly turns you around, unzipping your dress and pushing it off your body. His hands smooth over your ass, before smacking it. 

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He grunts against your ear, his teeth pulling on the lobe. You moan softly, as he starts to suck and nip on your neck, marking you as his. You turn back to him and unbutton his pants and push them down along with his boxers. “Someones eager.” Yoongi smirks. 

“Yeah… so lets get on with it.” Yoongi chuckles and pushes you back on the bed. Yoongi kicks off his shoes and his boxers and jeans, joining you on the bed. He hovers over you, he starts to kiss down your neck. You arch your back into him from his touch, he takes advantage of this, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. He throws your undergarments behind him, leaning down to kiss your breasts, nipping and sucking on the soft skin. His hand moves down south into your lace panties. He rubs your clit in fast circles, moving his fingers up and down your slit. 

“Fuck, Yoongi just fuck me already!” You yell, just wanting to feel him inside you already. 

“With pleasure, baby.” He smirks leaning up his erect cock at your entrance, he pushes into you slowly, letting you adjust to his size. 

“Fuck, you’re so big” You moan out, bucking your hips into his to assure him you were ready. He takes control and starts to thrust into you, slow at first but he then gets harder. His hands roam up your body before hes lacing his fingers together with yours, his forehead against yours. 

“Open your eyes, baby. I want to be looking into your eyes when I fuck you.” You do as he requests and open your eyes, only to be staring right into his lust filled eyes. Yoongi was breath taking and no one could deny that. That’s why he probably had countless girls in this bed, he probably played that song every time, insuring him a night of hard fucking. But you didn’t care about that, it was just you and him tonight. Tomorrow Yoongi would act like you didn’t exist, as you would do the same to him. 

“Fuck.” You scream his name out as you cum. You love how good Yoongi made you feel. 

“You feel amazing baby.” He pulls out of you, pumping himself a few times before he comes all over your stomach. He hums in satisfaction, getting off the bed getting a towel and cleaning you off. He puts a t-shirt over your head and puts shorts on himself. He gets back into bed with you and pulls you close, kissing your neck as you fall asleep. 

You wake up the next morning in a haze, you can smell sex and Yoongi. You turn in his embrace, he was fast asleep. You knew Yoongi would probably want you gone before he woke up, so you get up trying to find your clothes around the room. You don’t notice Yoongi staring at you till you turn to find your panties. 

“Jesus, you scared the shit out of me!” You put a hand to your chest, calming your heart. He chuckled. 

“What are you doing up?” He turns to look at the clock that reads 6:09. “Its six in the morning, come back to bed.” He states, opening the covers for you to join him again. You do as he says and get back in bed with him, he cuddles into you. 

“I thought you don’t liking people staying. Don’t you always leave during the night, why do you want me to stay?” You ask curious of his answer. 

“No ones ever been in my room before, you’re the first one.” 

I’m actually rather happy with this. I hope you all enjoyed. Thank you so much for reading! If you would like a part 3, message me. 

-Admin Abe x