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Tinder Gone Wrong (Steve x reader)

Request:  Hello, can I request where the reader is a workaholic and rarely goes out and finally Natasha convinces her to go out but secretly she sets up reader with Steve. Fluffy and not angsty :)

Not angsty for you, anon. The date in the story actually happened to me on Wednesday night and I used some exact quotes, lmao. It was horrifying, really. Enjoy. 

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“(Y/N)!” you heard Natasha’s voice echo through the gun fires and explosions as you struggled to reload your pistol. The battlefield was littered with enemies as it began to stain the ground red. You didn’t think this would happen. “This is not how I imagined my Friday night off!” she shouted angrily towards you as she opened fire at a Hydra spy.

“Well, excuse me, Natasha! I didn’t ask you to tag along!” you retorted, tossing the jammed gun out of your way before letting out a string of profanities that would most definitely cause a heart attack to the poor captain. Looking down, you realized your weapons holster was extremely limited in choices after using most of it on the spies already. “Shit,” you cursed, having no choice but to pull out your set of throwing knives. “I could’ve done this perfectly well alone!”

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5SOS Preference : He Leaves For Tour For First Time After Baby Is Born

Calum: You sat on the bed with your two month old son while Calum finished packing his bag for tour, and you could tell he was struggling to do so. “Calum, we’ll be okay here, you know.” He stopped packing and turned his back to he packed bag and smiling at you and your son. “I know, i just don’t want to leave you guys. I’m afraid that if i leave, i’m going to miss so much of him growing up.” “Calum.” you say softly, standing up and passing your son over to Calum. “You’re only going to be gone a month, he’s not going to grow very much in a month, if anything happens i’ll call you on skype and you’ll be able to see it for yourself, he’ll be okay, i’ll be okay, you don’t have to worry.” Calum sighed and kissed his son’s forehead. “You take care of your mommy when i’m gone, you’re the man of the house.” You giggle. “He won’t let anything happen to me, Cal, we’ll be okay, i promise you.”

Luke: The drive over to the airport, was absolutely silent. You drove while Luke sat in the passenger seat, every so often he’d glance over at you and then back to your five month old daughter, Emma. “You don’t want to leave do you?” you ask finding a parking spot at the airport and Luke sighed. “I do but i don’t. I want to tour, but i don’t want to leave you guys. I like being a dad and i can’t exactly be a dad when i’m on a different continent. You put your hand on Luke’s thigh. "Look, we’re still going to be here and i’ll make sure that she sees her daddy all the time, just skype us, Luke.” Your daughter then began crying and Luke groaned and you sighed. “You’ll be okay if i call you at three in the morning to sing her to sleep, right?”

Michael: “We’ll be able to visit you, Michael.” You say as he had a few stray tears fall down his face at the thought of leaving his two week old baby girl. He bounced her gently in his arms and gave you a weak smile. “No, you can’t. You know what the doctor said. I’ll be home in a few weeks, won’t be gone long, but it’s going to be long enough.” “Michael.” You say and he looks up at you. “At my check up yesterday the doctor said i would be good to go on a plane in about a week. So i’ll be able to visit you with her. We’ll be able to visit you in just over a week, it won’t be long and then we’ll be able to come back home from the tour as a family, okay?” He nodded and passed your daughter back into your arms and firmly held you and planted a kiss on your forehead before stroking her hair and turning for the door. “Call me if anything happens, okay?” You smile and let your hand fall after touching his arm. “Okay, have fun, see you soon.”

Ashton: Ashton laid his son back in his crib before taking a deep breath and walking back to your dark bedroom where you slept. He knelt by your side of the bed and gently shook you awake. “What time is it?” you ask and he sighs. “Time for me to head to the airport, the guys will be here soon to get me.” You nod and sit up carefully with his help as you had just had a c-section and you were still in pain. “I’m sorry i was only able to be here for his first night at home, i promise i’ll make it up to you later.” You kiss him. “Don’t worry, your mom and siblings are gonna stay here until you get back to take care of us. Do you mind bringing him in here before you leave though?” He nodded and got your son, bringing him back and placing him in your arms. “I’m going to miss you guys.” “We’re going to miss you too. Have fun, okay, don’t worry too much, have fun, enjoy it.” “You be careful then, okay? I’m on diaper duty when i get back, okay?” You giggle. “I’ll make sure he leaves the nastiest for you.” Ashton smirked as a car horn honked outside and then his smile faded. “See you soon?” You nod and kiss him again. “Call me when you land.” “Of course, bye. Love you both so much!” “Love you too, Ash!”

cutergarbage  asked:

Answered your call for a pick-up from a drunken party even though you’re my brother’s friend and I’ve only met you once because it sounded like you really needed to get out of there AU? Sterek please? (:

Stiles groans when the sound of the phone ringing jolts him out of his ADHD fueled research binge.

“Hello?” He grumbles.

“Uh? Hi? Is Scott there? He told me I could call this number if I couldn’t reach him at his normal one.”

Stiles rolls his eyes. Amazingly, this isn’t the first time this has happened. Stiles ends up giving out Scott’s number to his friends all the time too.

“Nope. Sorry, he’s on a date right now.”

“Oh, okay, sorry to bother you. I guess I’ll just figure something out.”

Stiles doesn’t know what inspires him to do it, but maybe it’s because the guy sounds so damn lost or maybe it’s because he knows Scott will probably kill him if he doesn’t help.

“Hey, no, what’s going on? Maybe I could help.”

The guy sighs, “I’m just at this party and I only agreed to go because Scott wanted someone there for our friend. He’s doing fine of course, having a good time for once and I don’t want to ruin that for him, but I’m-“

Stiles can read between the lines. Something else happened and he needs to leave. Stiles has been there, way too many times actually.

“Where you at? I’ll come pick you up.”

The guy heaves a sigh of relief, but still sounds tense as he gives Stiles his address.

“I’ll be there in ten.”

Stiles pulls on a pair of sweats and heads out the door as quickly as he can.

As soon as he pulls up he’s pretty sure who the guy is.  

There are several groups of people smoking, but there’s one guy slumped against a wall away from anyone else.

Stiles approaches him slowly. “Uh, Scott’s friend?”

The guy looks up and nods, and of course, this is the guy Stiles has been crushing on from afar for months now ever since they had that class together.

“I’m Stiles,” he says as he offers the guy (Derek, his brain kindly supplies) a hand to stand.

“Derek,” the man replies as he uses Stiles’ hand to leverage himself up.

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