hope you got to eat all the ice cream you wanted today

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  1. We are hounds of God.
  2. He slammed on the breaks, his hand slamming across her chest to keep her from smashing forward
  3. This is Marcos, that’s Leo. Don’t trust anybody else in this place, and if you need something from outside, ask them.
  4. Turn your body when you punch, gives it more power.
  5. My apartment isn’t a storage facility, y’know…
  6. His idea of helping is to give you a passport and plane ticket, and tell you to stop bothering him
  7. You think so little of yourself  
  8. I don’t do secrets if they don’t benefit me anyway
  9. “What…? Are you going to jump?”
    “That’s the plan.”
  10. That’s the most sexual handshake I’ve ever seen
  11. You better watch that hand, boy.
  12. “It’s her own fault that she didn’t do anything of herself!”
    “No, it’s not her fault!”
  13. You have no idea how much you put her back.
  14. “I’m thinking of taking my old job back…”
    “Robbing people?”
    “What? No, man…”
  15. God, she’s gonna murder Chloe if she opens her mouth one more time to say something stupid
  16. I don’t care what you did, you understand? It’s not my business in anyway.
  17. Have you worked a day in your life?
  18. “No… Oh my God, tell me you didn’t…”
    “He won’t report it. The man has more warrants than I have family left.”
  19. Get a haircut you little monster.
  20. “Where you going?”
    “I have work. Meet me in library at 2?”
  21. “Are you gonna drink the whole bottle?”
    “Lost the cork, what else I’m supposed to do?”
  22. I had to threaten to kill over half of them for them to come here, but hey, nobody needs to know that
  23. “I’m sorry.”
    “No need to be, sweetheart. Are you still cold?”
  24. Their leader didn’t give much change to mistakes
  25. “Why do you say it like your pain doesn’t matter?”
    “Because at end of the day, somebody has suffered more than me.”
  26. “Are you drunk?”
    “Hardly ever.”
  27. “Why’s Marcus walking like that?”
    “He tried to do a cannonball to inch of snow.”
  28. I don’t know why I’m eating, I’m not even hungry
  29. Are you supposed to bring a present to a funeral?
  30. “How did you started working for Harry?”
    “I ran over him and he offered me a job. Easy.”
  31. Can you blow the candles next time you leave the room?
  32. Why does your voice sound like gravel?
  33. Would such a man pistol whip an eleven-year-old?
  34. You’re not even supposed to drink caffeine.
  35. Were you gonna stab me with a spoon?!
  36. This is wicked magic. It’ll bite your ass faster than you can ever imagine
  37. Is putting me behind bars not enough? You had chain me to a wall too?
  38. Keep him screaming, Nik. I want someone to call the cops
  39. The one time I need it to rain in Portland it doesn’t
  40. I wish to speak with you, my darling.
  41. “You’re gonna die alone!”
    “Everybody dies alone, you fool”
  42. why’s the woman yelling outside
  43. “Is this legal evidence?”
    “You and I have different meaning of legal, counselor”
  44. Did you manage to punch him before he got arrested?
  45. Let’s pretend we didn’t just break about sixteen laws in five seconds
  46. Any change that you can
  47. Oh shit, he’s a big fella, call Emma. I don’t wanna fight him.
  48. You want your kid back? Better confess to murder of that little girl or soon your son goes to fight a big men’s war in Uganda
  49. “Why are you sleeping on the back of the ambulance?”
    “Didn’t find any other place.”
  50. “What did you give to him?”
    “A illegal horse tranquilizer from China. Knocks you out in five minutes. I don’t know how he’s even standing anymore.”
  51. Hey fucker, my porch lights are not on! Fuck off!
  52. You managed to find a only gun store that doesn’t have Chicago’s 78 hour wait?
  53. “It’s not that easy”
    “Well it’s not that complicated either”
  54. I just inhaled chocolate cake. This is the best way to die
  55. I have to wear two sports bras to even think about exercising
  56. Where do you think I do at 2am? Taco bell, bitch
  57. I may not know your name but this won’t be your dying day
  58. The lady of modern day Edinburg pierced the knife through her heart and hoped the spell had worked
  59. That stupid grin on his face is almost enough of a reason to hit him
  60. “I read the police report, you know.”
    “Then you know what happened. So why are you bothering to talk to me?”
  61. Why aren’t they finding anything?
  62. God why the hell I’m so hungry? I haven’t done anything…
  63. “She has about four hours of air left.”
    “Who do you know?”
  64. “Why’s she’s screaming?”
    “Some kind of ritual. I think she’s a witch.”
  65. I got a headache for acting like I actually cared about his options
  66. “Why are you on my couch?”
    “I’m trying to come up with a plan to get your brother out of the trouble with Chinese mafia.”
    “Oh… Well you’re welcome to stay if you like.”
  67. I’ll call him. Let’s hope that he’s still in Barranquilla… And not in a ditch with cocaine blocking his nose.
  68. “He’s still looking for you.”
    “What does that mean? Are you in trouble?”
  69. “There’s dinner in the freezer.”
    “Ice cream is not dinner. But thanks.”
  70. Yes, I will break it, don’t let me touch it
  71. What was I supposed to think, you left giggling out of the room!
  72. I didn’t think I could fuck up so badly. I’m honestly quite amazed of myself.
  73. Don’t make the lie more complicated.
  74. “She had enough evidence to put him to jail for the rest of his life.”
    “Why didn’t she?”
    “I think part of her still believed in family that time.”
  75. I don’t wanna start begging, but I swear to God I will.
  76. How long have you waited to do that?
  77. Happy’s missing three teeth, Kevin has had his face purple for the past two weeks, and Rigg probably has lost half of his intelligence just hanging out with you guys!
  78. You can stop avoiding me, alright? I know what happened, so call me.
  79. I don’t know what your father taught you, but mine taught me how to take a beating.
  80. “You just let her walk out of the front door?!”
    “We didn’t know it was her!”
    “How the hell you didn’t know that! Her face is plastered all over the news!”
  81. “God, I don’t want to talk to you right now”
    “Well you have to. Does your shoulder hurt?”
  82. ”What the hell happened?! I though you promised not to lay a hand on him, no matter what he does!”
    ”Oh shut up. He started waving a knife around, I just made sure he didn’t poke his eye out.”
  83. I don’t know how she’s even moving after that.
  84. Don’t let me slam her face in, because I swear to God I will do it if she keeps talking
  85. “You want my jacket?”
    “This smells like weed, dude.”
    “It’s not my jacket so don’t blame me.”
  86. “Is this stolen?”
    “You want to see a receipt?”
  87. “What… Why are you checking your pulse?”
    “I just wanna make sure that I’m still alive.”
  88. I thought this was supposed to be one of those easy jobs!
  89. Don’t make it obvious that you’re an asshole, put your shirt on.
  90. You put on hell of a fight, I hope you know that.
  91. Do I get a list of rules when I go there or do I just have to be on my good side?
  92. They don’t look so happy… You think we should apologize?
  93. I don’t think you should eat something that has been in your apartment as long as that has.
  94. “Show me,” he whispered, starting to pull down the zipper of her hoodie. “It’s just a bruise…” She tried to push his hand away, but she was backed against the corner and the painkillers had stopped working, so even breathing was painful.
  95. You’re still replying my texts so it can’t be that bad
  96. “You’ve never been a man with few words.”
    “I only need few perfect words.”
    “And what are those?”
    “Marry me.”
  97. Looks like you’ve started finally to listen to me.
  98. I can feel the hair on my ass standing up
  99. I know all your dirty tricks… I know every step before you even take them
    .
    He’s my brother. I’ll always take his side before anybody else’s.
  100. When you decide to come in, there’s pepperoni pizza in the oven
  101. He seems to like avoiding you.
  102. It doesn’t matter how hurt she is, she’ll try to get up and fight. It’s her nature.
  103. I would have come to the wedding but the nurses threated to tie me down to the bed if I even try to rip off the tubes and stuff… but you know, congratulations.
  104. “Now you’re just being mean.”
    “I think the word you’re supposed to use is… a tease.”
  105. Are we just going ignore that the maniac just drank the whole bottle?
  106. She definitely has the balls to do it, no question about it
  107. I got concussion from a door. I ended up at ER, explaining that the door viciously slammed against my face, sounds great doesn’t it
  108. “How did you get mom here?”
    “I gave her two hundred bucks to stay the whole thing.”
    “What?!”
  109. If she starts to poke my chest again, I’ll walk out and leave you there to be tortured
  110. She grew up on lies. Either it was from her mother’s mouth or from the man who she always thought was her father.
  111. “Who long have we known each other?”
    “About fifteen years. Give or take. But that doesn’t mean I trust you.”
  112. Can you pull my shoulder back in?
  113. He’s going to kill you. He’s so going to kill for doing that to her.
  114. You used to be so much better at lying.
  115. Stay down! Don’t get up!
  116. “Do you believe in love with first sight?”
    “I don’t believe in love.”
  117. She had warned him and after he started pounding on Jon the third time, she didn’t think twice for making him bleed.
  118. Touch my brother and I’ll make sure that you won’t be able to move you hands an inch afterwards
  119. I know my limits. I know how much pain I can take before I pass out or can’t move. I know my body.
  120. “Nice underwear,” he pointed out with a smirk, expecting Alex to start pulling her shirt to cover herself, but she surprised him by pulling the top over her head. “Oh wow.”
  121. Are you asking for a permission? Because if so… I might just give you one.
  122. “People might just start to think you’re obsessed with me.”
    “Are expectin’ me to deny it?”
    “I might just have to start calling you my stalker then…”
  123. Prove me wrong then! Prove me that I can trust you, that you won’t fuck me over the second I drop my guard!
  124. “Can you stop sleeping in my bathtub?”
    “Why? Is so much better than the bed you made me sleep.”
  125. Do I need to tell you everything I love about you?
  126. Are you a predator or the prey?
  127. My mom found your bra in my freezer, why the fuck?
  128. I don’t remember if I ate today so… wanna go grab Thai or something?
  129. I told it was faster this way.
  130. I’m not great at driving when someone is trying to kill me!
  131. I’m gonna borrow your suitcase, mate! Your clothes are under the bed if you need them!
  132. This is not a taco. This is just disgusting.
  133. He pointed at me with a tattooed finger. “I’ll call you.” And then he was gone.
  134. “I thought you’d never drop down your guard.”
    “Consider yourself special.”
  135. You’re younger than me and you’re rocking in your rocking chair like old man
  136. “I don’t want fancy dinners or restaurants!”
    “Great, I’ll take you to the fanciest bar I’ve ever been in.”
  137. What was I supposed to do, huh? He punched me first, Bret!
  138. You’ll break your neck eventually by doing that
  139. You were literally falling while you were sleeping
  140. You used to have a longer hair than me, Phil!
  141. You look surprisingly angry while chewing gum
  142. We’re going to try push them back a bit, get Ricky to the truck!
  143. I think I might just kidnap you if you don’t get next week off.
  144. Fucking pew pew motherfucker
  145. My temper tends to land me in trouble more than often.
  146. You wanna know why she did it?
  147. She thought that maybe her nightmares would stop.
  148. You need to tell him. He deserves to know.
  149. “Brock? Where the hell are you going?”
    “Who the fuck does he think he is?!
  150. I learned at very young age that being quiet kept you alive
  151. I’m not that good with people who only disrespect me, I’m sure you understand.
  152. Of course I’m scared
  153. Her body was covered in mostly small scars and burns. The price of stupidity, her nana said. She didn’t care that much, the biggest burns on her back were mostly covered by tattoos, just like the whip scars on her abdomen and upper back.
  154. They should never put the crazy ones in the same room
  155. One thing he would never do was to stay down when somebody said so
  156. The look in his eyes was something raw and too familiar. She saw herself in him, and she hated that more than anything.
  157. They had been lucky that cops hadn’t looked in the back alley when they came to break up the bar fight. They would have had an easy arrest, the four who had started the whole fight inside were slumped in line against the brick wall of the next building.
  158. Kneeling before her were the men that didn’t believe in Gods. Her army.
  159. Just because his back is turned doesn’t mean he can’t hear you.
  160. This world is filled with more terrifying things than death
  161. You are meaningless. We all are. It’s our to change that.
  162. Don’t rely on happy endings
  163. It has been rumored for weeks.
  164. She’s a veteran in this business, she knows how to play.
  165. You’ve a have a gimmick of being a lost cause.
  166. I’d appreciate if you apologized in person
  167. Men starts wars, women end them. That’s just a fact.
  168. Every damn time I talk to you, I’m more convinced that you’re an actual alien
  169. You are just hurting yourself by doing that.
  170. Didn’t you two had enough already!?
  171. “She refused the help of the medics -”
    “And you just let her?!”
    “I didn’t think she could slip out, she couldn’t even walk by herself!”
  172. She hoisted her brother to his feet again, “You need to stop picking fights with them.”
  173. Goddammit, don’t just leave him laying there!
  174. So… this is how she spends her Fridays. Collecting debts for a mob. Nice.
  175. She decided that throwing a toaster at me was the best defense
  176. I mean she slapped him hard enough to break skin
  177. Keith! Stop shooting people in the living room!
  178. “What if I press the big red button? Will I start a war?”
    “That’d flush the toilet.”
  179. Don’t get him all fired up. I’m gonna be the one who has to calm him down afterwards
  180. You have two jobs in this family. To watch that Iain doesn’t do anything that lands him back to prison and that Shawn doesn’t disappear again.
  181. How did we ended up like this? Two against an army of thousands
  182. “Are you a coward?”
    “I’m a survivor.”
  183. Why are drinking milk out of my shot glasses?
  184. “Why is my boyfriend covered in blood?”
    “Why are you not asking him?”
    “Because he’s a lying asshole.”
  185. He cracked his gloved knuckles before knocking on her door
  186. God… stop with the undying love bullshit. Maybe there is some sort of love but nothing lost forever.
  187. “Do you even remember his name?”
    “I know it started with M, I think.”
  188. “I know you ain’t listening anything,” Johnny sat in front of her, tugging her other earbud off.
  189. With cigarette clenched between her lips, she wiped the coffee off her fingers to her ripped jeans
  190. “I don’t take no for answer, so…?”
    “That makes you sound like an asshole, you know that right?”
  191. He couldn’t help but to look at her through the mirror, she was trying her best to wipe off the eyeliner and mascara smeared on her face, she was a mess. But this woman was his mess.
  192. I don’t think it’s wise to look directly to their eyes
  193. Let’s play a game of stupid and a moron
  194. She laid on the hot concrete, blood dripping down her cheeks. Her temper had gotten her into a fight, was that a surprise in anyway?
  195. How far are you willing to go to convince that you’re alright?
  196. I don’t have a bra on, please don’t make me run.
  197. Can you stop smiling when people hurt you? It makes you look like a crazy maniac
  198. Allan lifted Sam with ease up to the table, tangling his fingers in her hair. “You are more stupid than I thought,” he whispered, running both of his hands through her hair.
  199. They watched the man carefully, like he was a time bomb ready to explode
  200. Wake up, kid. I need you to wake up, I can’t carry you if you don’t.
  201. She picked up a man twice her side. That’s power
  202. Didn’t anybody teach you not to taunt a trained MMA fighter
  203. “Your father wouldn’t want this.”
    “He probably doesn’t wanna be death either, so does it really it matter what he would have wanted from me?”
  204. “Are you lying?”
    “Through my teeth.”
  205. You wanna do this here or do we go somewhere were your friends can’t see me murder you?
  206. I’m not sure why you seemingly needed to share your weaknesses to me, but God… You made a huge mistake.
  207. I’m sure that this will backfire on me, but let’s pretend that we don’t know that already
  208. How the hell are you so pale? You live in Florida!
  209. I don’t think they should be here. They just manage to get into trouble.
  210. God that sounded better when I was rehearsing it.
  211. She wanted to forget the shit of a life she had
  212. Would it be such an immensely horrible thing if I just accidentally hit him?
  213. Past is supposed to stay in the past, especially her past.
  214. Just keep him angry. Please do that to me, I want to see him finally explode.
  215. “Pendejo!” Rosa shouted, slamming her hand flat against the table. “You have some serious problems!”
  216. Right information is very important in this line of work, son.
  217. “Fuuuck! We’re so damn late from his bullshit party!”
    “Oh shut up, we are only fashionable late.”
  218. Put your seat belt on. No? I ain’t driving anywhere before you do.
  219. Why the fuck did you bring your kid? I’m not babysitting!
  220. I think my hair is dying
  221. “Where are you?”
    “South of Houston, why?”
    “John left me to fucking Taco Bell, I need a ride.”
  222. My ass has feelings!
  223. If I found drugs on your brother’s room, can I keep it?
  224. Who the fuck put soy in my coffee?!
  225. That is the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever seen.
  226. “I’ve have a vivid imagination.” He purred in her ear.
    “Then you can survive few more days…” she whispered back, pushing him away.
  227. Shit, she’s quicker than I thought…
  228. Cut her loose, her hands are turning gray
  229. You keep avoiding the subject. It a simple question, and I just need an answer.
  230. Ricky had lost his legs in Iraq, but still every time the national anthem came on, he propped himself up a inch or two.
  231. I know you have a high tolerance of pain, but this is ridiculous!
  232. That woman is as crazy as they come.
  233. He hadn’t expected for Mia to lunge forward, every intention to break Seth’s arms. Joe managed to step between them before her fist would bash against the younger man’s face, he had to pick her up from the ground as she almost hit him to face. V
  234. “You can’t handle me,” she purred, her fingers sliding to inside his jacket pocket, with intentions to grab his wallet. Hank was only smiling, grabbing her by the wrist, “Maybe I don’t want to.”
  235. Vinny had told many lies in his life, and only about two out of every fifteen had some truth in them.
  236. She hadn’t even realized she was angry before Tyler wrapped his hand around her lower back, leaning down to ask if she was alright.
  237. Is he old enough to play paintball? Or maybe laser tag?
  238. Alan watched as she wiped the sweat off her face, eyeshadow and eyeliner wiping down to her cheeks. “You enjoy staring at me?”
  239. I don’t think I did anything wrong
  240. He hadn’t seen her smile in the two weeks he had been here, but now that she did, it was one of the prettiest things that he had seen.
  241. Wes had curled himself in the smallest ball that the 6 feet 5 man could
  242. “You’re naked.”
    “Good eye, darling.”
  243. He looked great in the tailored Dolce and Gabbana suit, shame that he would have to die in it
  244. Sometimes the worst decisions lead to best outcomes
  245. ”What counts as medical emergency?”
    “Your whole body is a medical emergency!”
  246. What were you expecting? She’s a kleptomaniac
  247. You can cut off her arms and legs, but she won’t stop.
  248. She had found a perfect place between the top of the lockers and the ceiling, it was great place to sleep.
  249. I think we might just be alright..
  250. She might just be your worst nightmare
  251. Sascha gave a grimacing smile before clearing his throat. “We will consider your offer.”
  252. She circled her hand over the small back of the eight-month old, whose face had turned bright shade of red from endless crying. “Kiddo…”
  253. “Were you trying to break his back?”
    “To be honest I was trying to get him off my ass.”
  254. Sid plucked the cigarette from Colby’s lips, dropping it to the half-full wineglass. “Keep taunting me…” she leaned down to whisper in his ear from behind, “And I’ll make sure that your tongue is cut off.”
  255. Bastian lived on the edge. Quite literally. He lived in rusty van on edge of a cliff, maybe hoping that someday the car would drop to the rocks and he would be inside
  256. Thank God for waterproof makeup….
  257. This is for everybody who never supported me. Because I didn’t need you in the end.
  258. She didn’t want to cry. It wasn’t any more about not wanting show weakness or pride. She just didn’t want to be sad anymore

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Summer Fling Part 10

Title: Summer Fling: Father Daughter Time

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 4,814

Warnings: Fluff, MECHANIC!DEAN, Minor Mention of Sex.

Summary: After months of struggling, an impulse decision puts you on the road from Sioux Falls to Lawrence Kansas, hoping that your father, Bobby Singer, will take you in for the summer.  A breath of fresh air. A change of scenery. But little did you know, this summer was going to change your life forever.

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A/N: I hope y’all enjoy this part as much as I do! It’s one of my favourites. It would be wonderful if you could leave me some feedback. This series lives on it. I am also not responsible for dental bills. 

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August 1st.

You walked in the front door with the biggest grin spread across your cheeks. It was just after one thirty in the morning when Dean dropped you off from your exciting weekend together. A summer music festival a couple of cities over was too good to pass up and Dean managed to get tickets for the two of you. You spent the whole weekend together enjoying the summer sun. Your dad on the other hand, was going to be pissed at you for coming in this late. You probably would have been better off staying the night at Dean’s but you didn’t have any clothes for work in the morning.

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The Baker - Gainer Fic

The Baker

John prepared the last cake for the day, letting it bake while he wiped some sweat off his forehead and tidied his clothes. This cake was not one for sale, but rather a cake for his date to come and try. He had no luck in the dating world since he hadn’t been looking very often. He finally decided to give tinder a try and agreed to meet with a man named Matt later that evening.

He was always very busy with work- he was a baker at a little pastry shop named “Delicate Bites.” The fact that they were meeting up at the shop showed just how often he spent at his work.

“Damn, I haven’t been on a date in a while… I hope it goes well” he said. He looked in the mirror. There was a bit of flour on his shirt from work earlier. He hurriedly tried to brush it off. He had a clean faux hawk, a defined jawline, and nice cheekbones. He had a nicely toned body. It wasn’t extremely muscular but it had some muscle on it, and barely any fat. He was considered extremely attractive. In fact, his customers often came just to see him!

The cake was ready, and he hurriedly cut it up and prepared a slice for his date. He promised his date he would let him try a piece, and he didn’t want to disappoint.

Not long after, Matt arrived. They exchanged their greetings and had nice conversation.

“I never expected a hunk like you to work at a bakery” Matt said. “I would’ve expected someone a little pudgier, you know, since you’re around cakes all the time.” Matt was pretty pudgy himself. What seemed to be a permanent freshman fifteen also had an extra sophomore thirty and a junior twenty on it. He had nice facial hair and his body was very hairy. He had some muscle, but there was definitely some fat on his body too.

“Well, I make the cakes for customers, I usually don’t eat them myself” John said, chuckling.

They hit it off right away. They had similar interests, beliefs, and goals for the future. John wanted to stop working at the bakery and make more money. He wanted to settle down and stop thinking about work. John wanted to settle down too.

The date ended way later than either of them expected.

“You know John, I’m the CEO of a new product called Miracle Butter. I’m having a party tomorrow at my place to promote my product. Would you like to come and make some cakes for it? I can pay you double what you make here” Matt proposed.

“Really?” John asked. “That… that sounds amazing! I’d love to!” he said happily.

Matt kissed John on the forehead. He stood about an inch taller than him. “Excellent. I’ll see you at my place tomorrow”

John happily said goodbye and prepared for the party the next day.

—–

When John arrived to Matt’s house, he was in awe by how big it was. It could almost be described as a mansion. “Wow, he makes a big buck…” John thought to himself.

He walked inside and was greeted by Matt at the door. “Hey, glad you can make it” Matt said with a smile.

“I’m glad too” John replied.

“We need 4 cakes” Matt said. “Guests will be arriving in three hours, will you be able to bake the cakes by then?”

“Of course” John said.

“Perfect!” Matt replied. “One more thing… can you use Miracle Butter instead of regular butter?”

John nodded. “Of course!” he said.

“Perfect” Matt replied. He gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be back soon”

John immediately started getting to work. He prepared the cakes as he normally did- flour, sugar, eggs, and added the Miracle Butter as well. The Butter was a darker yellow color than regular butter, and smelled delicious.

“Wow, this stuff smells good” John said. He continued and prepared the cake as usual, placing them all the large convection oven that Matt had. The oven easily fit the cakes, and could’ve fit 4 more.

When the cakes were ready, Matt returned. “What a lovely aroma” Matt said

“Thanks” John said, blushing. “I hope you like them”

“Well, why don’t you give them a try?” Matt asked. “You deserve to know how they taste, don’t you?”

“Oh, I never eat my cakes though” John replied.

“I insist!” Matt said.

John shrugged. “Well, I would like to try your Miracle Butter. Sure!”

He took a small sliver of one of the cakes and tried it. Immediately, he began to drool and his eyes widened. “This is… delicious…” he said. “Unbelievably delicious”

“Hmmmm, seems it worked” Matt thought to himself. The Miracle Butter he had created was a product that contained a hypnotic property. Whoever ate the butter would feel like all food tasted delicious, and would be compelled to gorge themselves.

“Go head, have some” Matt said. “You look like you want more”

John didn’t ask twice. He immediately cut another slice and grabbed it in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth. “Oh gosh, this is delicious” he said in between chews.

Matt watched as John continued to eat the cake, almost mesmerized by it. John ate another slice, and then another. After three slices, he stopped using the knife and started to grab at more cake with his hands, stuffing it into his mouth like a vacuum cleaner.

Matt smiled as he witnessed John’s belly bloating up from the cake. Pretty soon, John ate half the cake.

“Why eat cake without icing though? It’ll taste even better” Matt said.

“Even better?!” John asked. “Give me!”

Matt gave John the can of icing, which John started to scoop directly into his mouth between bites.

“Yes… definitely a worthy pig” Matt thought to himself as he witnessed John down the entire cake and start on the next one.

Pretty soon, John finished the second cake as well. His mouth and clothes were a mess of cake crumbs and icing, and his belt with about to fly off from how bloated he was.

John began to regain his senses. “Oh…. Whoah…. Wait a moment….” He looked at the two empty cake trays before him. Cakes meant to serve 20 people each. “Did I…. did I just eat two whole cakes?!” he said. He was in awe.

“You did” Matt said. “Seems like you were hungry”

“Oh god…. How many calories is that? I can’t believe this…” he replied. “I feel sick…”

“Hey, it’s ok. Why don’t you sleep over today? I’ll cancel the party and you can rest and feel better in the morning”

John nodded. “Yeah… I can use that” he said.

John walked over to Matt’s room and passed out on his bed into a fullness-induced deep sleep.

Matt went to the kitchen and prepared tomorrow’s meal.

“Oh he’s gonna grow alright” Matt said, smiling. “He’s going to grow real nice”

—–

John woke up the next day still feeling a little sick. “I can’t believe I ate all that” he said to himself. “Matt, I’m so so sorry…”

Matt sat down next to him, a large cup in his hand. “That’s alright” he said. “It happens. Here, have this- it’ll wash down what you ate yesterday. It’s a protein shake. You go to the gym right?”

John nodded. “Thank you so much Matt. I appreciate this”

John drank the concoction, a mixture of Boost VHC, ice cream, heavy cream, and Miracle Butter. What was a “protein shake” was really a high calorie gainer shake that was over two thousand calories.

The moment John drank it, he knew he wanted more. The Miracle Butter was working again. He chugged the drink down, and it slipped down his cheeks onto his neck. Under the effects of Miracle Butter, he was a messy eater indeed.

“Oh baby, that was so delicious” John said, smiling excitedly.

Matt chuckled. “It seems so. It seems you’re excited, in more ways than one”

John looked down. “Huh?” he noticed a large bulge in his pants. “Oh, must be morning wood” he said, chuckling. “Anyways, have any more of that shake?”

Matt nodded. “Of course. Let me just go to the bathroom first” he said.

John nodded, awaiting his return. In that moment, however, he acted on his impulsive hunger and ran to the kitchen. He downed the cakes that were there in just ten minutes. By the time Matt came back, he was almost done with the last cake.

“John! The cakes!” Matt said, frowning.

John blushed. “I… I was hungry…” he said sheepishly. His bloat was huge. His stomach was like a beach ball at that point. His shirt was barely hanging on.

“Hmmmm, John, you can’t keep doing this. You’re going to need to be punished” he said, walking closer to him.

He pulled John’s shirt off and slipped it off his body. John’s boner got bigger. He started sweating. “Oh, Matt… I…”

Matt smirked. “Let’s do it, right here, right now” he said, pushing John down onto the table.

“I… I haven’t bottomed before” John said.

“There’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?” Matt asked, rubbing his crotch against John’s ass.

John rubbed his ass back.

While they started their foreplay, Matt reached for some cake and shoved it into John’s mouth. John ate it ravenously, soon begging for more.

“Yes… more cake please…” he said, all while getting fucked by Matt.

They continued until they both came, sighing with contentedness.

“Oh Mat… that was so fucking hot….” John said. “Uh… did I eat two cakes again?”

Matt nodded. “You seem to have developed quite the appetite” he said.

John blushed. “I… should go lie down again” he said.

Matt directed him to the room again, where John rested after drinking another gainer shake to ‘wash the cake down.’

—–

The process repeated for the next two weeks. John was wake up after gorging himself, apologize, intend to go to work, but then fatten up all over again when he tasted the powerful Miracle Butter that Matt fed him.

Soon, John’s clothes didn’t fit anymore. Matt noticed this and decided to lend him his clothes under the guise of “not wanting him to smell bad in the same clothes.”

Matt had hidden all the mirrors in the house before John stayed. John didn’t suspect it, but he was growing into a pig. With an excess of 5000 calories a day, he had gained around twenty pounds in just two weeks.

—–

“Hey Matt, I’m going to run to work. I feel like I haven’t been there in forever. How many days has it even been?” John said.

Matt shrugged. “I’m not sure. But I’ve enjoyed these days with you so far”

John smiled. “I have too, but I don’t want to lose my job, you know?”

Matt nodded. “I understand” he said. “Will you be coming back tonight?”

“Yes” John replied. “I’ll come back and we can have dinner together”

—–

When John arrived to work, everyone was staring at his newly acquired belly. It didn’t help that the old work shirt he had on him barely fit anymore. It was stretched out over his new pudge, the shirt barely covering his roundness and rising up if he lifted his arms to expose his new belly.

“I must be bloated from the cake…” John said, sighing. “Guess I’ll have to poop it out”

The customers all were shocked. His jawline was covered by some newly acquired fat. His cheeks had gotten rounder. His belly welcomed them, peeking out of his shirt.

“Wow… you’ve been eating those cakes too huh?” one of his customers asked.

—–

“Where have you been, John?!” his manager asked when he arrived. He looked down at his belly. “Oh wow, jeez, have you been pigging out or something?”

John blushed. “I… no, I’m just bloated” he said.

For some reason though, he felt himself getting hard.

“Ok then, just… please for the love of god get a new shirt, your belly is sticking out” his manager said, slapping it before walking away.

John felt the precum staining his pants. Why was he so turned on at that moment? Why did he love it when his manager told him that?

He shrugged it off and decided to work so he could see Matt later. At the end of his shift, he decided to have some cake before leaving, despite his indulgences in the past two weeks.

When he arrived, Matt greeted him. “Hey, you look cute in that shirt” Matt said.

John frowned. “Have I gotten fatter?” he asked.

Matt shrugged. “You might just be bloated. Or… you could be turning into my little piggy” he said, chuckling. “I’m just joking”

John got hard again. “I should really hit the gym” he said. “I’ll go tonight”

“You’re going to need this if you’re going to hit the gym” Matt said, handing him a ‘protein shake’

“Thanks, baby” John said, downing it. With that, the cycle resumed yet again.

John gorged himself on everything he could find in the house, which Matt had fully stocked with fatty foods.

“Maybe I’ll just hit the gym tomorrow…” John said in between bites.

—–

Two months passed. John stopped going to work, instead residing at Matt’s to make him cakes on occasion. Matt didn’t mind this at all. He paid John generously too- in money but also in food.

John woke up and walked to the kitchen. Matt’s clothes were now very tight on him. “Good morning baby” he said.

In the kitchen was a scale. And an object covered by sheets.

“What’s this?” John asked.

Matt took the sheets off the object, revealing a full body mirror. “It’s a mirror, why don’t you look in it?”

John casually walked up to the mirror. “Uh… ok” he said. “Yeah, now that I think about it, I haven’t looked in the mirror in ages”

When he witnessed his reflection, his jaw dropped. “Wh- what?! Is this thing broken?! I…”

John was almost unrecognizable in the mirror. His chiseled jawline and rock-hard cheeks were rounded like a ball. A double chin inhabited the area where only one chin lived before. His chest stuck out in front of him- the amount of fat could fit into a bra at that point. His belly was swollen and large, a big ball in front of him. His legs were thick large trunks. No longer did he have visible muscles and abs.

“How… how did I get like this!? Is this a joke?! I thought I was just bloated, I….”

John was in disbelief.

Matt pointed to the scale.

John stepped on it. “250 pounds” it read. John shook his head. “No way…. No way…!” he said. “This is impossible! How did I get so damn fat!?

“You’re fatter than me, babe” Matt said. “Way fatter” he chuckled. “You really let yourself go. You’ve become my piggy, haven’t you?”

“What?!” John said. “You’ve been trying to make me fatter!?”

Matt shrugged. “Your underwear right now makes it seem like you like it”

John was furious, but simultaneously blushing.

“You know what? Fuck it. I’m leaving” John said.

Matt shrugged. “Go ahead, go back with your parents. They’ll comment on how fat a pig you’ve become in the past few months. They won’t even be able to believe it. I mean, look at those stretch marks, the way your body jiggles, those pepperoni nipples… Babe, you won’t even be able to fit in your old clothes when you get home” Matt said.

He reached toward a cake on the cable and held it up to John’s mouth. “Now, if you’re a good piggy you’ll accept your fate and eat”

John’s boner was raging. He turned his head. “I’m not going to” he said.

Matt held the cake in place. It only took a few seconds for John to turn around and fall to temptation. He reached out and took the cake from Matt’s cake, stuffing it into his face.

“That’s right piggy, eat up. We need to get you fatter…” Matt said smirking. “You’re my pig now, so you’ll do as I say and eat when I want, understand?”

“Yes…” John moaned.

“Show some respect, piggy” Matt said.

“Yes, daddy….” John replied.

“Hmmm, I like it. You’re going to make an excellent pig”

He stripped John down to nudity. “Alright pig, sit. Pigs don’t use utensils now do they?”

John sat on the floor.

Matt immediately brought him a gainer shake with donuts. “Eat, pig”

John did as he was told. He ate the cake with his mouth, making a mess all over his face, chest, and belly. Matt fed him the shake and he gulped it down faster than he ever gulped before, some of the liquid dropping down onto his belly.

“Clean up” Matt commanded.

John immediately scooped pieces of food and drink from his chest and belly and started eating.

“What a fucking pig” Matt said, observing his fatboy. John had completely let go, giving in to his greedy desires.

They decided to fuck after John’s meal, but John was so greedy that he ate cake while Matt fucked him in the ass, grabbing his belly and slapping his fat, which jiggled.

—–

A year later, John had ballooned into a giant pile of pure fat. They had followed the routine daily- Matt fed him and fucked him. John would relax and then they’d start all over again. At this point, he was so big that Matt got creative with how he fucked- he fucked his rolls, his belly button, his fat pad, and all the other crevices that his fat created when it rolled out onto each other.

Matt had installed a weight scale on the bed for John.

That day, he was grabbing John’s rolls while fucking them. John was eating cake with icing out of the pan, getting crumbs all over the bed.

“Typical fucking fatty” Matt said, teasing John and slapping his belly.

John continued eating, barely able to talk with all the food in his mouth.

Matt noticed that the scale, which was calibrated to John’s weight, read 650.

“You know, when I told you you were my piggy the other day, I lied” Matt said.

John looked confused.

“You’re not my piggy, you’re my fucking fatboy hog” he clarified. “Now open your mouth and keep eating, fatso” Matt commanded.

“Yes daddy… I’m just your fat hog… I can’t stop eating…” John moaned as Matt fucked his rolls.

They both came at the same time, Matt in John’s rolls and John in his fat pad, where his dick now resided. Immediately, John continued to eat, scooping some of the cum from under his roll onto his cake.

“Fucking hog” Matt commented. “You can’t stop eating, can you?”

John continued. Just over a year ago he was a chiseled jock with a sick pack, and now he was a mountain of lard.

And he wanted more. He would be 700 in no time. He would be a hog for life.

Blizzard

Summary: You and your three-month work crush get stuck in a Target store when a blizzard hits town. Fluff ensues.

Author’s Note: To start off Marvel-ous July, here’s a winter season fanfic, even though it’s the opposite weather right now here in sunny California.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,878

Originally posted by buchanstan

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B.A.P Reactions To You Wanting To Spend The Night

Yongguk☽:

The pitter patter of rain against the window, came as comfort to you as you snuggled closer to Yongguk on the couch. 

“You should probably go soon,” he whispered, as he soothed circles down your back.

“I don’t want to,” you whined as you dug your head into his chest. Yongguk’s embrace is what you missed the most whenever he was away on tour which is why you treasured it the most when he was home. His familiar scent instantly made you relax and the warmth and strength of his arms around you seemed to lull you closer and closer to sleep. You could stay in his arms forever.

“I want to hold you longer too but it’s getting late,” he frowned, obviously worried about letting you leave too late.

You arched your head back to look at him and shot him a shy smile before you hesitantly asked, “how about I stay over? I mean only if you want it’s just-”

But before you could continue he softly placed a kiss on your nose and looked down with a wide gummy smile, “Of course. I’d love that.”

Originally posted by mancrushallweek

☽Himchan☽:

You let out a content sigh as you sat beside Himchan, the park bench now warmed from the heat of the summer’s sun, warming your exposed legs. Himchan held both of your ice cream cones as you took the chance to stretch your legs out, tired from walking around the mall all day. 

“Today was so much fun,” you told Himchan as you turned to him with a big smile. 

“Do you want to go anywhere else after this?” He asked as he passed you your ice cream.

You wanted to spend more time with but you were also tired and wanted to rest. Your eyebrows raised as you suddenly thought of how you could do both, “Himchan?”

“Hmm?”

“How about I spend the night at your place? We could watch movies  and I can even make popcorn and on top of all that we can cuddle!” 

He let out a small laugh as he saw the excitement etched on your face. He couldn’t help but feel his heart swell as he thought about holding you until you fell asleep. He knew he’d finally  sleep well, knowing he’d have you by his side. He nodded in agreement with a smile and kissed you on the cheek.

Originally posted by frogger-heejun

☽Daehyun☽:

The sun had just begun to set, when both you and Daehyun decided to head home after spending the day at the beach. You yawned as you entered the car, beyond tired from the fun of the day. 

On his way to drop you off, your head had began to nod off. You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open, and eventually not being able to fight off the drowsiness much longer, you had fallen asleep. 

Daehyun had just stopped in front of your apartment, when he turned to look at you only to find you fast asleep. He smiled softly, finding your sleeping form incredibly cute. He gently moved a strand of your hair away from your face before he leaned in to kiss your forehead.

Awakened by the soft touch of his lips, you looked at him with hazy eyes, “are we already here?”

He nodded and you let out a small whine, “I wanted to spend more time with you I can’t believe I fell asleep.”

He let out a small laugh, “don’t be.”

“How about I spend the night at your place? It’s only 5 minutes from here,” you asked with a hopeful smile and Daehyun couldn’t help but agree with an adoring smile.

Originally posted by daehyunsgiggle

☽Youngjae☽:

You don’t know when you had begun to doze off. You and Youngjae had been laying on his bed talking about everything possible. Both of you were so engaged, that neither of you had noticed how late it had gotten until your eyes betrayed you and began to shut close.

Youngjae had his head propped with his arm as he stared down at your peaceful sleeping face. He always loved watching you sleep. You looked so serene. 

When you turned your body towards him in your sleep, unconsciously searching for his heat, he draped an arm around you and held you closer.

“Jagiya,” he whispered softly and he felt you stir.

“You should leave now if you’re going to go home, before it gets any later,” he didn’t want to wake you up but he also didn’t want you driving so late.

“Can I stay over?” You murmured sleepily as you dug your head closer to his chest.

Youngjae answered by pulling a blanket over the two of you and leaning over to shut off the lamp beside the bed before joining you and getting comfortable,  falling asleep with you in his arms.

Originally posted by mybutterflyfact

☽Jongup☽:

“Uh-can I stay over…?” You asked Jongup, as you hesitantly met his hard eyes. 

Staying over was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, it happened so often that you now had a hard time sleeping without him holding you. However, the air between you two was tense today. 

You inwardly sighed, it was your fault that you had fought. You had been acting like his mother when you began to nitpick his choice of food. You knew he didn’t like it when you criticized any of the small things he did but you had been worried. You wanted to make sure he was eating properly even when you weren’t around.

“It’s late,” you whispered, knowing it’d make him give in. If there was anyone more that hated you walking home at night than you, it was him.

He let out a sigh as his eyes softened, “of course you can.”

"Listen Jongup, I’m sorry. I know I was being too much I just get worried about you,” you told him with a soft smiled which he returned, his anger subsiding within seconds.

“I know,” he said as he pulled you into a hug, “I’m sorry I got mad. Let’s just sleep, okay?”

Originally posted by ab1004

☽Junhong☽:

You let out a yawn as you snuggled closer to Junhong.

“Are you sure I can stay over?” You asked for the third time which made him laugh.

“Of course I’m sure. The members won’t mind,” he reassured you, as he kissed the top of your head.

You simply nodded as you felt yourself drifting in and out of sleep. The heat radiating from Junhong’s body was beginning to lull you to sleep, but you forced your eyes to stay open.

Junhong noticed, “you can’t fall asleep?”

“No, it’s not that it’s just-,” you looked up at him with a smile, “I want you to fall asleep first.”

He raised his eyebrows, “what?”

Your cheeks flushed with a tinge of shyness as you confessed, “I always fall asleep before you and you always wake up before me too so I never get to actually see you sleep.”

“and you want to?” He asked, you could hear the tinge of amusement in his voice.

“Of course I do! I want to see whether you snore or not too,” You let out a small laugh.

“Okay Jagiya if that’s what you want,” he said before closing his and pulling you closer towards him, “good night, I love you.”

Originally posted by choijnuhong

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Y’all don’t know how hard I struggled to not to make this suggestive jfc. I hope it turned out okay and if it didn’t I’m sorry! It’s become harder for me to write fluff lol

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The Tenth Floor pt8

Min Yoongi had gone through 34 secretaries in the past 24 months, and each one of them left in tears. This fact alone should have warned you against taking the job, but the pay was too good to pass up. Surely you could put up with a billionaires temper-tantrums, right?

Yoongi x Reader & Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, humor, probably some angst

Warnings: Strong language at times, maybe some slight smut eventually

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7


“Make who pay?” You pulled away from Taehyung, trying to see his face in the scarce light of the half-moon. “Why would you even think that it’s a ‘him’?”

Taehyung shrugged. “You were out with Yoongi all day, so I just assumed…” His voice trailed off. Seokjin must have told Taehyung where you were, and that coupled with the fact that you were only a block away from the carnival made it understandable how Taehyung would figure it out. 

“It has nothing to do with Yoongi.” You took a step back, away from Taehyung as you dried your eyes with the back of your sleeve. “He went home hours ago.” You weren’t sure why you suddenly didn’t want Taehyung to know what happened; maybe some part of you was protecting Yoongi, but you had no idea why. 

“Alright. So who did make you cry, then?” He asked after a moment.

“It doesn’t matter.” You shook your head, trying to clear it. “Can you drive me home?” 

“Yeah, but–” Taehyung didn’t look like he was ready to drop it, and you held up a hand for him to stop. 

“I know you want to help–and I appreciate it. But right now, I just want to go home. Anyway, what happened tonight is my business, I’ll sort it out.” 

Taehyung nodded, though somewhat reluctantly. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.” He said gently, and you nodded despite being sure there wasn’t anything he could do. This was between you and Yoongi, and something told you that getting Taehyung involved wasn’t a good idea. 

It wasn’t until you were home, after kicking off your shoes and about to change into your pajamas that you realized that your shirt was buttoned crooked, your lipstick smudged, and your hair a mess. 

All you could do was hope that Taehyung believed your lie, and hadn’t jumped to more conclusions than what he let on.  


You called off from work the next day. You explained to Namjoon that you were fairly sure you had the flu, and that you didn’t want to spread it around. Namjoon didn’t argue, only told you that he hoped you would feel better soon.

His understanding only made you feel slightly guilty for lying to him. But you couldn’t go into the office today. Not after the previous night, leaving things with Yoongi like that–and you weren’t looking forward to seeing Taehyung either.

So you stalled facing your problems, drowning them in ice cream and dumb reality TV shows. By three in the afternoon, you could almost pretend that none of your current issues were real, that it was all just some bad dream and you were still unemployed and racking up debt. The thought shouldn’t have improved your mood, but you figured at least if you didn’t have a job, you also didn’t have a hot boss to almost sleep with. 

And Yoongi was attractive, you had finally decided. Asshole or not, there was something there, something about him that was new and exciting, and made you wish you didn’t care that you were his secretary, or about how it would make you look if anyone found out about it. 

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Barbados

“Don’t you fucking dare, Justin” Y/N screamed as she tried to run away from her boyfriend, who was chasing her, wanting to throw her into the water.

“Babe, you know I’m faster.” Justin laughed.

“You’ll never catch me.” she turned her head and she stick her tongue out. In that second of inobservance, she tripped over someone’s leg. Soon her face hit the sand and six pair of little hands tried to hold her down.

“We’ve got her.” Jaxon proudly exclaimed.

She wiggled herself around, so she could face them. At the bottom of her eye she saw Justin wasn’t running anymore so she took the chance she had.

“Okay guys, here’s the deal, let me go and I will buy you ice-cream, candies and other stuff, which you’ll eat when Jeremy and Chelsey or Justin aren’t around, yeah?” She gave them her best smile, hoping it will work.

They just smiled into her face and swing their heads no.

“Whatever Justin promised to give you, I can give you too, even better. C’mon I don’t wanna get my hair wet.”

I look like her begging only made them laugh even more.

“You know that’s not how it works, babe.” Justin said, slowly approaching them.

“Can’t blame girl for trying, now can you?” Y/N chuckled.

“Thank you guys for help, now let’s get Y/N wet.” Justin exclaimed and the kids started yelling and screaming.

Justin quickly picked Y/N up and started running towards the ocean. She was screaming for him to stop, begging him she will do anything, but it only made him laugh.

“Love you too, babe.” Justin said before he threw her into the water. When she had emerged, she moved her hair from her face and quickly yelled. “Get ready for a payback.”

She splashed water into their way, and they were quick to respond. Since it was four against one, she lost again and they were all around her, so all she could do was to dive and pull them under.

First she pulled Justin’s shorts down, just a little bit, giving the paparazzi behind some good material to work with.

Then she moved to Jazmyn and Allie and pulled them under. She emerged once again, noticing Jaxon playfully running away towards his father. Y/N quickly rushed after him. “I’m gonna get you Jax.”

Considering that’s she’s faster than him she quickly grabbed him and pulled him into his arms.

“Gotcha.” Y/N exclaimed proudly.

Jaxon was laughing and wiggling in her arms, but she only held him tighter. “No, put me down.” He said while laughing.

“Too late for that now.” Y/N said and jumped into water with him. Once they raised up, and looked around at each other, they all started laughing.

“Four against me and I still win. You suck, guys.” Y/N stuck her tongue out, once again.

Once they reached Jeremy and Chelsey, they all sat down on their ropes, slowly wiping water off their skins.

“Having fun, huh?” Kids nod at Jeremy’s question.

“Let’s go say hi to those fans over there.” Justin said as he grabbed Y/N’s hand and started pulling her up.

“You go, I’ll stay here. I need to dry my hair, and get tanned.”

“So you’re letting you half naked boyfriend go talk to more half naked people?”

“Do I have a reason to worry?” Y/N asked pretending to be surprised placing her right hand over her heart.

Justin laugh and gave her a quick kiss. “Nope.” And he left.

 

“Okay guys, get out of water, it’s enough for today. We’re going to swim some more tomorrow.” Jeremy said as he started to get up from the sand.

Kids weren’t happy about leaving the beach, they loved spending time there, running and playing around. But once they were promised to get ice-cream they happily obeyed and picked their toys up.

Few feet away there was a bar with ice-cream. Kids quickly ran towards it, already discussing which ice-cream to take.

Justin and Y/N were far behind everyone, slowly waking, while Justin’s left hand was wrapped around Y/N’s back.

“You’re enjoying it here?” Y/N asked Justin, looking around the beach. Only a few people were left there, and of course some paparazzi.

“Mhm. It would be great if those suckers weren’t here.” Justin said sounding slightly irritated.

Y/N looked over at Justin. “Hey, don’t let those fuckers ruin your holiday with your family. God knows you work way too hard and you deserve this. So just relax, I know it bothers you, but we are here to so focus on us and not them.”

Justin smile and placed a little peck on her lips. “What would I do without you?”

“Be lost, mostly, bored.” Y/N said making Justin chuckle.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” She said and placed her head on his shoulder slowly walking towards their yacht.

Once they reached the yacht he let go of her. “Ladies first.” Y/N smiled and kissed him once again.

As she was passing him to climb up the stairs, she felt his hand on her but. “Lost something, Bieber?” Y/N asked innocently looking over her shoulder.

“Just found it.” He said and smirked at her. She laughed. Justin, Jaxon, Jazmyn and Allie all headed towards the roof, while Y/N went into the bathroom and put on pink shorts. She quickly tied her hair into a messy bun and walked out onto the deck.

As she was approaching the deck she could hear giggles from the roof. She looked up and she saw Allie, Jazmyn and Justin doing yoga.

“No Justin, you’re doing it all wrong.” Allie exclaimed and show him how’s it’s supposed to be done.

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at how cute they looked together. Justin noticed her and looked down at her.

“Something funny, Miss?” Justin asked playfully and Y/N shook her head. “No, not at all. Also put your ass little higher Bieber. You’re seriously doing it wrong.”

“Why don’t you come up and show me how’s done then?”

“Nah, I’m just gonna enjoy the view from down here.”

Justin winked at her and went back to yoga.

Y/N observed them for a little bit more then she went to the bar and took a glass of white wine. She went back to the deck, still hearing giggles, but she decided to rather turn away from them and appreciate the view.

It was just amazing, the sun was slowly going down. The colours were just extraordinary. The sun painted whole sky into bright yellow that slowly fading into blue.

Y/N felt strong hands wrapping around her waist and she place her head onto his chest.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he asked with his low, sexy voice that only sent shiver down her spine.

She just smiled and placed her glass down, slowly turning around. She met his gaze, and his eyes left her speechless. He always had such a nice brown colour but now, thanks to the sunset, the brown in his eyes was turned green and it was even prettier than sunset.

“You’re staring.” Justin smirked playfully.

“Stop being so goddamn beautiful and I won’t.” Y/N said pushing his arm. He griped her tighter, bringing her closer.

“Not my fault, baby.”

He lowered his lips onto hers. Y/N closed her eyes at the touch of his soft lips. She placed her hands around his neck, playing with his hair. He brushed his tongue over her lower lip, asking for entrance. She moaned into kiss, pushing herself more and more into him.

Once they separated, they were both breathing heavily. Justin kissed her forehead and she placed her head onto his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to his heart beat.

He slowly pushed her off and grabbed her hand. “Come.” Was all he muttered. He took her hand and took her into their shared room.


This is a very short imagine inspired by Justins vacation with his family. I know it sucks and i’m sorry.

BTS REACTS TO: Their s/o wearing an ugly picture of them on a t-shirt

Anon Asked: Can you do a BTS Reaction to their s/o wearing an ugly selfie of them on a t-shirt in public? I ALWAYS wanted to do this with my boyfriend but he’s too photogenic uGH

Okay, I’ve totally done this before. Showed up at a friend’s birthday party wearing an ugly snapchat pic they sent me on a sweatshirt lol.

- Admin Dayna


Seokjin

Jin is handsome. He knew it, his fans knew it, and obviously, so do you. But with great beauty, comes great responsibility, and it seems like your boyfriend abuses his good-looks. Jin oozes narcissism. At times it was funny, charming in fact, but there’s only so much of it one could take. Sometimes consequences need to be dealt out to the arrogant. With just enough persistence and creativity, you’ve came up with the perfect plan. You awaited his arrival at the airport, your hoodie zipped up hiding your brilliance. Jin and the boys’ plane had landed and now they were only a few feet away from you. When you were absolutely positive Jin was looking right at you - and you could tell he had by the way he suddenly picked up his pace to a brisk jog your direction - you unzipped your hoodie, revealed your t-shirt with a rather… unattractive picture of him that his Army has turned into a meme printed on the front. You lifted your arms up high, allowing Jin, the boys, and the lucky bystanders to bask in its glory. As Namjoon, Yoongi, Hobi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook all erupted into laughter, Jin struggled to reprimand you between fits of giggles.

“Wha - jagiyaahh~! How could you betray me?!”

“What have I done to deserve this?!”

“Do you think this was right?! I demand respect!”

Originally posted by jiyoongis

Suga

Some people date and become #RelationshipGoals, but between you and Yoongi, it was #CivilWar. Battle of the Brats: Petty vs. Savage. Yoongi loved to pick at you. As level-headed and wise as the boy seems to be, there were times where you questioned his maturity. As of lately, he’s been on a roll. Mocking the way you laughed, cheeky jabs and slick comments, talking back to you with just as extra dash of sass - it appears that Yoongi has forgotten he isn’t the only petty one in this relationship. Today he had a day off and promised to go out with you just to get some ice cream together. What he doesn’t know is that you’ve prepared a couple days ahead a little something to get back at him for all his latest antics. He rang the doorbell and called out your name from outside. You nonchalantly open the door and greet him, smoothing out the t-shirt you wore with an embarrassing selca of him printed right in the middle. He froze, staring at your shirt with mild disbelief,

“So wait… you’re wearing that out?”

“Yeah. What you don’t like it?”

“I mean well… can you not wear it out?”

“Can you never wear it?”

Originally posted by kim-taehyungieee

Hoseok

Hobi is a great boyfriend, you weren’t complaining. He treated you well, and showered you with compliments, love and affection. The one thing that you just couldn’t stand about your boyfriend was how much he loved to show the boys all the ugly selfies you sent him through snapchat. The whole purpose of you sending it to him was for it to be seen by only him! If you wanted the boys to see, you would’ve damn well done it yourself! It’s not like you showed all your friends ugly selfies of him he sent you! But at the rate Hoseok was going, it was about time you had your fun too. The second J-Hope sent you an ugly snapchat selfie, you screenshot the sucker, and ordered a customized t-shirt with the selca on it with big black letters on top that said, “My Hope”. You wasted no time when it finally had been delivered. You ripped the package open, slipped the t-shirt on, and took a selfie in it - and made sure you looked damn cute, too. Within the next 5 minutes, Hobi had spammed your SNS and Text Messages with Laughing and Crying Emojis.

“[y/n]~! What is this?!”

“I look so awful in that! Did you wear it out?!”

“You’re awful, jagi!”

Originally posted by jhope-ah

Namjoon

This is revenge. Absolutely justified, of course. You let Namjoon scroll through your playlist on your Spotify, and - not surprisingly - the kid slipped up and forgot gravity existed. He dropped your phone, and the screen shattered. You watched your cell fly through the air, land on the concrete sidewalk, and skid a few feet more in slow motion. And your boyfriend just watched it with horror on his face. As much as he apologized for it between nervous laughter, you still haven’t found it in your heart to forgive him. Why? Well, because this was his third time breaking your phone’s screen. On that day you told him to remember these words: “Karma is a bitch”. Today, he can call you Karma. Jin was making the boys one of your favorite dishes, and knowing this, Namjoon invited you over to the dorms to eat some. This was the perfect moment. You knocked on the door three times, and shuffled on your feet impatient for him to open the door and see you. It was Jungkook who had welcomed you, staring down at the t-shirt and instantly drawing attention to you with how loudly he laughed. The boys hurried over confused, Namjoon taking the lead. It took a few seconds for him to finally process that it was him on your shirt, and to that he couldn’t help but laugh himself

“Why, [y/n]?! Why?!”

“Remember when you broke my phone, asshole?”

“Ugh… why are you so petty?”

“I already bought you a new one!”

Originally posted by rapfluff

Jimin

ChimChim was so fluffy it hurts. His smiling eyes were cute, his laugh was cute, the way he combed his hair back with his fingers was cute, even when he got flustered and fell weak to nervous giggles was cute! You simply couldn’t help how much you wanted to show off how precious your boyfriend was. It was only natural for one to do so, right? You saw somewhere on twitter a picture of a couple wearing each other’s selfies on a shirt and took inspiration from it. It was a great idea, but you wanted something a little more… personalized. Something that’ll express to the world how much you really loved your Jiminie. Searching deep within the depths of selcas and pictures of your boyfriend in your camera roll, you finally found the perfect one. Even when Jimin made ugly faces, he was cute! You got the shirt customized, printed, and shipped within a matter of 3 days flat, and was quick to put it on and hurry to the boy’s dorms to show off the shirt. Jimin opened the door, already excited to see you through the peep hole. Once he got a glimpse of your shirt, his cheeks grew hot, and as expected, your ChimChim began to laugh out of absolute embarrassment.

“You had to pick that picture?”

“Did you come here just to bully me, Jagi?”

“I shouldn’t even let you in!”

Originally posted by harunyany

Taehyung

Truth be told, the relationship between you and TaeTae was quite simply shits and giggles. Of course there came serious moments, but it was silly, goofy, childish ones that always stuck out the most. Before Tae had gone off on tour, as the tradition goes, the two of you came up with ways and items to keep each other close despite the distance. Your boyfriend had gotten a blown up print of a snapchat pic you sent him using a silly filter and making a just as silly face. He told you he planned on carrying that poster with him whereever he went, and framing it when he got back to the Seoul Dorms. Hearing that, you decided to make use of the handful of crazy selcas Tae had sent you himself. You printed out the best one on a t-shirt, and took a picture of yourself wearing it. Seeing the picture put a big boxy grin on his face.

“Ahh! Jagiyaah~! That’s better than my poster!”

“I want the t-shirt too!”

“Absolutely not! You wear an ugly picture of me on your shirt and pictures of you wearing it will spread on the fansites so fa -”

“No, no, [y/n], I want to wear a t-shirt with myself on it.”

Originally posted by jeonthegreat

Jungkook

The problem with Jungkook is he talks too much. The two of you facetime late nights while he’s abroad during tour. You tell each other how much you love and miss one another, and end the call bittersweet. Sometimes, he makes silly recommendations on how to get by the day with him away. It’s expected that not all of his recommendations are too great, but every once in a while, he proves himself more genius than he gives himself credit for. One night you had told him, “Jungkookie, I miss your ugly face.” and he’d say in response, “if you print it on a shirt, every time you walk past a mirror you’ll see it.” Brilliant right? Guess he hadn’t taken into consideration the depths of how truly iconic the idea was. The next day, you had went out and done exactly that, sporting his face on your shirt for days. He called you one night during facetime as you were wearing it. To say the least, he was quite shook.

“… what’s on your shirt?”

“It’s you!”

“Okay but… but why?”

“It was your idea…?”

“I wasn’t being serious!”

“Did you wear it out? No - actually, don’t wear it out.”

“[y/n] DON’T WEAR IT OUTSIDE.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

overnight

Originally posted by sisterstextsebastian

Peter Parker X avenger!Reader

Summary: In which Peter helps you with a little studying and ends up sleeping over and spending the next day with you:)

Word Count: 1.5k

a/n: I haven’t written in a while so sorry if I’m rusty,, and i didn’t proofread sorryyyy!!

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It was a Friday night, and you were studying. Like most kids at this time, you were super stressed for finals week. As you sat in the Avenger’s tower library, you wondered how you would retain so much information in such little time. As you set your head down on your books making a loud sigh, the team walked in.

“Hey, kid. Whatcha up to?”, Tony pondered as he walked around behind the table you were working at.

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RFA+Saeran & V Reacting to Finding Female MC Crying

Thank you for the good wishes and request! I hope you like it :) 

Yoosung

  • Yoosung walked into their apartment to see papers scattered all over the table and an abandoned laptop
  • MC was laying on the couch sniffling into a cushion
  • He walked over and got down on his knees on her level
  • “Hey, I’m here. What’s wrong honey?”
  • He moved the hair stuck to her face from the streams of tears.
  • “I’m done, I can’t deal with the stress. I’ve been working on this project and the deadline is less than 48 hours and nothing is working.” She started to hyperventilate.
  • “Ok, I’m here. You’re here.” He took her hands and touched them to his face then hers and kept repeating until her chest was falling at a normal pace.
  • He stayed there stroking her hair until the tears subsided.
  • Whatever it would take to help her like she had done for him so many times before.
  • “Thanks Yoosung. I just had a breakdown and everything was crumbling… I’m sorry.” She kissed his hand in apology.
  • He kissed her hand in return. “You don’t need to say that. I want to be right here, with you.”
  • She nodded and thought she might cry again just from his words.
  • “Do you want to try looking at the papers again or take a nap on the couch watching YouTube.”
  • She sighed. “I should probably try again, but that second option is tempting.”
  • Yoosung smiled and pulled you up from the couch as he stood. “That’s my girl.”
  • He walked her back to the table and pulled up a chair next to her.
  • He helped get things organized and insisted on staying put.
  • The whole process he listens, proof reads, and offers his opinion when asked.
  • Every time MC tensed up, he grabbed her hand without missing a beat and helped her get through until the end.

Zen

  • The door swung open and Zen jumped at the outburst.
  • “Zen!” MC cried and slammed the door.
  • He emerged from the bedroom. “I’m right here-“
  • MC flung her arms around him and started uncontrollably hiccupping
  • “Baby, what is It?” he hugged her tight.
  • “I was w-working so hard for that promotion and t-today, they, they announced that they hired a new person for the position.”
  • “Oh, baby,” he stroked her back.
  • “I was so mad, I just went to talk with my boss to ask why and he said I had all the qualities but wanted to keep me in the same department because I would do better there. I worked so hard and gave them so much. I just quit right there. I felt so unhappy with my work but thought if I could move up it would get better.”
  • MC pulled back and look him in the eyes, “Oh god, did I make a mistake?”
  • He stared into her swollen eyes and his mind raced trying to find the words to console her
  • “I think the important thing, is that you’re happy. If you feel relieved in quitting then I think that’s a sign.”
  • He tucked a lock of hair behind her head and put his palm on her cheek. “I do know that you are one of the hardest workers and anyone would be lucky to have you.”
  • MC nodded and took some deep breaths. “Thank you Zenny.”
  • He kissed her forehead. “How about we watch some movies and eat ice cream? I went grocery shopping today and got your favorite.”
  • “I feel like the luckiest person to have someone like you.” Her smile returned.
  • Zen frowned. “That’s not possible?”
  • MC gave him a confused look.
  • “I’m the luckiest person because I have you.” He smirked.
  • Her face gave a slight brush and she started to laugh. “You’re too sly.”
  • Zen was filled with his own relief seeing the girl he loved laughing and smiling.

Jaehee

  • Arriving to her hotel Jaehee settled into the room and called MC to check in
  • After a few rings MC answered, “H-Hello?” with a hiccup.
  • “What’s wrong? Are you ok?” Jaehee forced her voice to stay calm but her mind was running frantic.
  • "The boy died, and he kissed his horse before going to the hospital. Then the guy kicked the bad guy and, and-”
  • Her voice faded and was replaced by a rustling sound.
  • “MC? Hello?” she snapped into the phone. MC wasn’t making any sense.
  • “Hello?” a male voice came through.
  • She identified it immediately. “Zen?”
  • “Hey Jaehee, yup its me.”
  • “What is going on?” she almost growled into the phone.
  • “Well we went to this movie together and it had a rather sad ending. I think MC’s emotions are just being intensified by the hormones from the pregnancy.”
  • A movie? All that emotion from watching a damned movie. Jaehee pinched the bridge of her nose.
  • “Where you worried? I told you nothing would happen while Zen the Knight was around,” he spoke confidently.
  • She sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand over her face in exhaustion. "Put MC back on the phone please.”
  • "Sure, one moment.”
  • There was more rustling as the phone was handed off.
  • “Hello?” she answered sadly.
  • She had been prepared to scold her for being so irrational. The tone in her voice however, took away any energy she had for it. “I will be home tomorrow as soon as possible. Please try to calm down in the mean time.”
  • “It was just so sad…”
  • “It was a fictional movie,” she stated calmly.
  • “I know…” she mumbled sheepishly. “I love you.”
  • “I love you too. Good night.”
  • “Night! Sleep well!” she signed off in a more cheerful tone.
  • She hung up the call and ran a hand through her hair. This was only the second month, things would only get worse as she progressed. This pregnancy would either make or break Jaehee Kang.

Jumin

  • It had been a late night for Jumin and to finally arrive home he could cuddle up with his two favorite ladies
  • But when he walked in there was no greetings only an empty living room.
  • Confused he set down his things and hung up his jacket to investigate further
  • He reached the bedroom and heard MC’s voice from the bathroom
  • “It’s alright sweetheart. Shh… it’s ok, you’re going to be ok,” she cooed.
  • His heart jumped a bit not knowing what was going on
  • He gently pushed the door open to find MC on the floor rubbing a towel over something small on the floor with tears running down her face.
  • Elizabeth the III sat on the sink watching curiously and meowed upon seeing Jumin.
  • MC glanced at Elizabeth and followed her gaze to see Jumin in the doorway.
  • “What is it MC?” he asked
  • The towel moved as a head turned to reveal a dog with a narrow face and light brown fur
  • The dogs dark brown eyes met Jumin’s and he quickly cowered behind MC best he could
  • “Jumin,” MC quickly spoke. “I didn’t have time to call you.” She wiped at her eyes.
  • “I was jogging at the park and this, t-this monster just threw this poor puppy in the pond and left. I couldn’t leave him there, he almost drowned and that guy didn’t even care enough to look back!”
  • Jumin tried to imagine such a terrible scene and felt some anger himself. No animal deserved that kind of cruelty.
  • Her voice quivered with anger and the tears started up. “I can’t imagine what else he’s been through.”
  • She petted the dog next to her and as Jumin got a better look he noticed the dog was missing half of its front right leg.
  • Jumin took a deep breath and walked in to kneel by MC’s side.
  • MC didn’t know what to expect next but when he put an arm around her shoulder and hugged her close she was so relieved the tears kept coming.
  • “I know, it’s ok…” Jumin whispered.
  • “I know you don’t like dogs but I can’t stand the thought of dropping him at shelter to be stuck in a cage. I don’t know if anyone will even take him because of his leg… Elizabeth even seems to like him,” MC listed off.
  • Jumin grimaced. “MC…”
  • He made the mistake of looking directly into her eyes and felt his resolve crumble. “…We’ll keep him for the weekend and get him vetted but the apartment isn’t suited for a dog. We’ll see if we can’t find a proper home for him ourselves.”
  • She hugged him tight and kissed him. “Thank you Jumin!” She kissed him again. “Thank you!”
  • He tried not to smile and coughed to clear his throat. “It’s just for the weekend.”
  • Something wiggled between them and Jumin came face to face with the animal in question staring into his eyes.
  • Jumin tried to ignore the dog and lean in to kiss MC but felt something wet and noticed the dog and put his black nose to Jumin’s face to stop him.
  • MC giggled. “Aw, he likes you.”
  • Maybe it was the exhaustion but he swore the dog turned back and licked MC in the face and seemed to tauntingly turn back to glare and Jumin.
  • Jumin narrowed his eyes. Just the weekend.

Saeyoung

  • Finishing some work up in the office he came out to the living room to find MC ball up on the couch with a pillow to her just with tears streaming down her face
  • He cautiously asked, “What’s wrong?” 
  • MC pointed at the TV and stated matter of factly, “Just having my heart shattered into tiny pieces. Seven, I need you to take a knife and stab me, I’ll be in less pain that way.”
  • He sighed, “That’s all?” He came and sat down next to her.
  • Snuggling in and putting his arm around MC. “Don’t worry, I’m here for you. You can cry on my shoulder. It can’t be that sad…”
  • “Anyone would cry if they couldn’t see the love of their life,” she countered.
  • “We’ll see about that,” Saeyoung replied. 
  • Halfway through the episode Seven was holding a pillow to his chest and sniffling.
  • “Are you crying?” MC asked with a smirk.
  • “UM, did you miss the part where he proposed to her with sand art and she friend zoned him for the other guy? Because I didn’t.”
  • He squeezed the pillow to his chest and narrowed his eyes at the main actress on the screen. “You don’t deserve him you monster.”
  • MC tried to contain the laughter but it overflowed until the tears coming were from the pain in her sides.
  • When the last of the giggles subsided she put her arm around his ‘shoulders. 
  • “It’s ok baby, you can cry on my shoulder,” sh’e said confidently. 
  • He leaned in and laid his head on her chest. “If you insist…” he sniffled. 
  • She raised on eyebrow. “Last time I checked that wasn’t my shoulder.”
  • Snuggling in close to her chest he said, “I think I feel a little better.”
  • MC ruffled his bright hair. “I can’t believe you,” she giggled. 

Saeran

  • He parked the car and walked up the driveway, checking the address given to him once more to make sure he was in the right place.
  • MC had to pick up the gift and insisted they take separate cars to the wedding.
  • Sure enough, he saw MC’s car in the drive and glanced at it as he passed
  • He paused abruptly upon noticing someone was inside
  • He knocked on the passenger window and watched as MC jumped and scrambled to wipe at her eyes
  • Saeran opened the door and got in
  • “You’re early,” MC breathed and offered a smile. “I’m just fixing my makeup.”
  • He stared at her as she attempted to search for ‘makeup’ in her purse
  • “You lied to me after all,” he stated.
  • She froze and looked at him wide eyed. “W-what?”
  • “You said you were happy for him. That you wanted to attend.”
  • Her hands gripped the purse tighter. “I did, I am. I mean… I should be happy for him, he’s my father. He’s getting married to a nice woman with kids. He gets another chance to be a good dad… He just wasn’t in the right place when I was born.”
  • MC’s voice became hoarse and she bent her head down. “I’m really happy for him.”
  • Saeran reach over to hold MC’s head to his chest. “You don’t have to let go of all those feelings. You can be happy, angry, upset, and more and not feel guilty for it. You don’t have to go in there either.”
  • He kissed your cheek. “If you still want to go, I’ll fix your eyeliner for you.”
  • MC snorted and shook her head. “You do make some of the straightest lines.”
  • “It’s a gift.”
  • She gave him a quick peck on the lips. “As long as you’re with me, I’ll be ok.”
  • Even after being together for so long his heart still fluttered. “You want me to mix things up if they’re going too well?”
  • She swatted his shoulder. “Of course not!”
  • MC wiped away the tears, “Well…maybe just a little sabotage.”
  • There went his heart again and he reached over to embrace her. “That’s if we leave the car.”
  • He captured her lips and leaned in with some other ideas in mind.

V

  • Jihyun was startled when from his work when he heard a loud thud followed by a cry of pain and another thud.
  • He quickly jumped from his desk and went to the living room to find MC rolling around on the floor surrounded by laundry spilled from the dropped basket.
  • She was kicking her foot frantically around and seemingly convulsing.
  • Avoiding her kicks he knelt down trying to assess what was wrong
  • “MC, what happened? Are you hurt?” he asked frantically.
  • “Argh! So much pain!” MC moaned and tears rolled down her cheeks.
  • “Don’t move, I’ll call an ambulance—”
  • “No! It’s just—I stubbed my toe on the table!” she exclaimed.
  • Jihyun was dumbstruck, “What?”
  • “God, it still hurts, it feels like it’s been going on for hours,” she hissed.
  • He laid back on the floor with a heavy sigh and a hand over his heart.
  • “Please don’t do that, we almost both went to the hospital.”
  • MC wiped at her eyes, “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to end up on the floor trying to do laundry.”
  • He picked up a pair of shorts next to his head and tossed them aside moving onto his side to face her better.
  • Taking up her hand he kissed her palm. “Does it still hurt?”
  • She nodded. “Just a little.”
  • “Even if I did…this.”
  • His fingers skillfully attacked her sides and soon she was rolling again, trying to escape him.
  • “S-stop it!” she laughed.
  • “Maybe for…a kiss,” he bargained.
  • “Alright!” she exclaimed and rolled over to place kisses all over his face.
  • Now it was his turn to chuckle as she started going after his neck.
  • “N-not fair MC,” he breathed.
  • “All’s fair in love and tickle fights,” she declared.
It’s Only Logical - Chapter One

Pairings: Logicality/Prinxiety

Warnings: Swearing, implied sexuality

Patton didn’t exactly know what he expected when he walked into the florist shop, but this definitely wasn’t it. The man who was presently looking at him with an impassive expression was…hot. Like, really hot. He was tall and slim, with hazel eyes peering curiously at him from behind black glasses and hair that had that effortlessly mussed look that either took five minutes or an hour. Well, if he didn’t get the job, he was definitely getting his number. Patton blinked twice before mentally slapping himself. He was here for a job, not a date!

“Yes, I am hiring. I need someone to assist with customer service, handle the cash register and take phone orders. If the correct candidate proved capable, I might consider allowing them to assist me with arrangements, propagation and landscape design. I presently have a six-man crew to assist with the landscaping arm of my business, but I am handling the shop and greenhouse alone. Do you have any experience?”

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anonymous asked:

Oh Are request open again!? If they are could I request RFA+V and Unkown on how they would react to MC in a Bikini while they are at the beach. Seriously love your writing!

Aw thank you ^-^. And yes requests are open! I wrote this with the idea in mind that the RFA is having a nice day at the beach. Just as a note, I went about this differently than I usually would. I pretty much wrote it the same except for V and Unknown where they’re not together just have the feels for each other.


Yoosung

  • it was the first time in a while since Yoosung went to the beach!
  • and he was not only glad he could go with the RFA, but you as well
    • he even brought a blanket to lay on with you
    • and lunch for just you two
    • and one for Seven because he asked
  • while you were changing into your bathing suit, Yoosung was with Seven out in the ocean looking for seashells
  • it was a few minutes when you had came out seeing your nugget preoccupied with finding shells on the shore
  • Zen was the first to notice you and your red bikini with white polka dots and frills
    • ☆⌒(≧▽ ° )
  • so you talk to him for a bit
  • then you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulder
  • and Yoosung is just giving Zen this look like hahaha stop looking at her or I’ll pluck out those pretty eyes of yours (⊙ ‿ ⊙)
  • when Zen backs off and leaves you two alone
  • Yoosung is proud of himself for a second but IMMEDIATELY takes his arm off of you 
  • when you look at him all confused his face is red as a tomato
  • “I-I’m sorry MC for touching you! I-I di-didn’t realize it until after he left. You just–”
  • boy is a big bag of sweetness
  • precious bean
  • after managing to calm down a bit he just holds your hand and silently gives you compliments
  • when no one was looking he kisses your shoulder  (°ㅂ°* )

Jaehee

  • this gelato had a lot of work to do before the trip so she planned everything out
  • both of you didn’t have anytime changing before hand so you decided to change at the beach
  • she didn’t get a chance to see the swimsuit you packed
    • even though she wanted to see it ;^;
  • once Jaehee was done changing, she came out of the bathroom in a blue and white long sleeve and blue shorts
    • she preferred more modest swimwear
  • you were having difficulties getting yours on and insisted you would be fine
  • so she waited outside for you because she is sweet and amazing Jaehee
  • to pass the time she was on her phone to answer a few messages from the rest of the RFA
  • “Alright, how do I look?”
  • Jaehee looks away from her phone and sees you in her high-waisted black shorts and red top
  • w(°o°)w
  • it kind of startled her a bit, almost dropped her phone
  • “You look cute.”
  • (ノ*°▽°*) you just got butterflies in your stomach when she said that
  • the rest of the day you can’t stop smiling and she can’t stop smiling when she looks at you

Zen

  • when you heard you were going on a beach trip you were all hype
  • the only exception was your swimwear
  • unfortunately, you ruined your favorite bikini bottom with the sunflowers on it after your period came early that month
  • now you were shopping for a new bikini 
    • that marshmallow wanted to help you but you were insistent it would be a surprise ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ)
  • then came the day of the trip
  • he didn’t get to see it the morning you two left because you slipped on a hoodie and shorts
  • after getting there, setting up your blanket and parasol (because Zen’s precious porcelain skin must be protected at all costs)
  • you finally took off your hoodie and shorts when got too hot
  • and holy shit Zen couldn’t take his eyes off of the orange wrap bikini you wore
    • thAT’S SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE
    • THE BEAST IS UNLEASHED
  • you kept teasing him the more you caught him staring at you
    • obviously not ashamed to flirt with you in front of the RFA
  • he gets conflicted because he wants everyone to see you and be amazed by your beauty and majesty
    • but at the same time he doesn’t want anyone to look at you because you’re HIS boo
  • gets testy when he sees anyone even GLANCE towards you
    • dogs Jumin no matter what
    • Z: “Stop looking at her you beast!”
    • J: “I’m not even looking at her, I’m reading this book.”
    • “That’s what they ALL SAY!”

Jumin

  • this donut was looking for swimwear for you the instant an RFA beach trip was planned
  • but you were insistent you had one and it was your favorite
  • “Do I get to see it?”
  • “Of course…later.” 
  • ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) you cheeky thing you
  • unfortunately, when you went to go pull it out you forgot the last time at the beach when the strap broke and your boob almost popped out
  • so you decided to go for your backup swimsuit
    • over it, you wore a zip up jacket with some shorts
  • Jumin has asked about it in the car again
  • and at that point, you were getting a little anxious being in your swimsuit so you just smiled and hoped for the best
  • you stayed in your jacket and shorts for a while, even though it was getting hot
  • you reached your breaking point and when the donut left to go to the bathroom you took off your jacket and shorts and hot damn did that feel better
  • he approached you but froze when he saw you in your black one piece with cat face on it
    • and it was strapless!!! where’s all the support go!?
  • when you see he’s there you just get embarrassed and all red
  • But he just sat next to you with a smile and said “It was worth the wait”
  • (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) oh boy it got hotter in here
  • if anyone even looks your way, he just shoots them this death glare
  • this donut just hangs around you the rest of the day looking at you so adoringly ^^

707

  • this jellybean knew what you were going to wear because both of you chose matching swimsuits
    • sky blue with pink flamingos on it ^^
    • perfect for the oddballs you two are
  • it was practically all you two talked about on the messenger
  • Saeren had to mute his damn phone
  • when you two got there he was sure floored by how stunning you looked in it
    • wooooooooooo~
  • would put his hand or arm on you any chance he got
    • “Oh no MC you have some sand on your shoulder, let me get that for you”
  • while you were sitting in the sand chatting with Yoosung and Jaehee, he was trying to toss sea shells into your top
    • and after much trial and error, he managed to get one in
    • you were annoyed at first but damn he got it straight in there, you had to give him credit for that
  • he didn’t really care that much when other guys were looking at you
  • because he knew he was your number one everything 
  • but let’s not talk about that
  • let’s talk about how you reacted when you saw Seven because it was the first time you saw him shirtless and YOU were floored with how ripped he was
  • he eats like 20 bags HB chips a day, where does it all go???

V 

  • a great way to spend your day was with the people you care about at a beach
  • besides, SOMEONE had to take the pictures
  • not everyone was there yet ;-;
  • you had informed the chat that you were going to be running a bit late
    • he was just a bit disappointed but he’s a sweetheart and understands that you’re human and has a schedule of your own
  • either way, V was taking pics of the RFA enjoying their time or just stills of the ocean or the sky
  • you finally arrived at the beach
    • finding a guy with ice blue hair was easy to spot
  • but he looked kind of busy taking a picture so you quietly approached and sat down on the blanket next to him
  • after he took a picture he heard you ask what he was taking a picture of
  • he got spook a bit 
  • but when he looked your way he could see through his good eye your high-waisted royal blue bikini with images of white flowers and lace accents
    • (//ω//)
  • this sweetheart tries to play it cool and chat with you
  • but you can see he has a light blush across his cheeks
    • from the heat or the conversation???
  • doesn’t want to be creepy so he makes sure to only take pictures of you if you were with one or more people
  • after hanging out in the ocean, you went back to V’s blanket where you took a nap
  • didn’t realize he had a crush on you until you were laying there beside him ^^

Unknown 

  • doesn’t want to go to the stupid RFA beach thing
    • would rather be at home napping
  • but when he hears you’re going, he SUDDENLY has a change of heart
    • S: “The beach is stupid. Why would I go just to see my skin burn to a crisp?”
    • 7: “There’s going to be ice cream!”
    • “I can have ice cream here.”
    • “MC is going to be there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
    • “…do you have an extra pair of swim trunks…?”
  • ice cream AND you???
  • that sounds like a dream!
  • when the twins show up at the beach, the RFA greets him
  • why do you got to be all cute in your pink floral dress???
    • why are you even wearing a dress to a damn beach???
  • he tries to be normal by hanging in the ocean or looking for seashells with Yoosung and Seven
  • he gets tired and sits down under the umbrella with you
  • eventually you bring him back ice cream
  • while you two were enjoying your treats, he notices some ice cream got on your dress!
  • when he points it out you just kind of shrugged it off 
    • luckily you had your bathing suit underneath
  • you ask him to hold onto your ice cream then you start to take off your dress!!!
    • gumdrop is screaming internally
    • w-what is she doing omg  (* ゚ ii ゚ )
  • doesn’t calm down when now all you’re wearing is your peach bikini top and shorts
  • you take your ice cream back and continue to eat it
  • boy is having an existential crisis holy shit
    • meanwhile you were screaming inside because you never expected to do something so bold
  • you’re killing this gumdrop slowly
  • finally he kind of just mutters, “Y-you look pretty…”
  • no chance you didn’t hear that perfectly so you just say, “Thanks…you look cute today”
  • omg this got out of hand but both of you were just blushing beans the rest of the day
paperweight | pcy

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

park chanyeol. reader-insert. 5,2k words. fluff/angst. au

—it couldn’t hold onto those letters forever. Neither could he hold onto her.

this one is for Liv @xiuminsm

Dear Chanyeol, 

I’m not quite sure whether to classify you as dumb or cute. Seriously, Park Chanyeol? You sent a ring along with a letter with the words “will you marry me?”and a doodle of yourself kneeling, I can’t believe you!

Oh, and PS: Yes, I will.

Love, ____.


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What Are You Waiting For?

you and woojin are best friends. the catch? you’ve had a crush on him since forever, and you’re helping him ask another girl to prom.

  • ft. friend! kang daniel and older brother!jisung who eats cheese shirtless
  • high school
  • set in usa au? 

and after a million years, here is the woojin scenario. i ended up scrapping the 4k words of office!au that i had once i’d written in a medical emergency, because i’d literally hit rock bottom, so i started over completely.

Originally posted by woojinnies

“(Y/N), please help me,” Woojin whined, sending you finger hearts. “Please? Please? Please? Please?”

You rolled your eyes and flicked Woojin’s forehead. “Fine, I’ll help you ask Sohee out. But you’re buying me ice cream in return, got it?”

Woojin leapt up from the couch where you two had been sitting, doing a little dance in celebration. He’d been crushing on Kim Sohee, a girl from his Chemistry class, for a while, and kept asking you if you would help him ask her out. Little did Woojin know, you actually had a huge crush on him.

“So, can we get started?” Woojin asked you hopefully. You sighed, giving him a glare. “Pleaaaase?”

“Fine.” You straightened up to get a good look at him. “I guess step one would be to actually start talking to her.”

“Whaddya mean?”

“I mean,” you sighed in exasperation, “No girl is going to actually fall for a complete stranger. You need to talk to her! Get to know her! You’re an interesting guy, so let her know about what you’re into.”

Woojin nodded. “Got it. Get to know her, tell her about my own interests. I got this.”

+

“(Y/N), I fucked up.”

You glanced over to where Woojin laid, sprawled out on the grass of the football field. You opted for sitting in the bleachers, not wanting to get your jeans dirty.

“What happened?” You asked, throwing a chip at your best friend, “it couldn’t have gone that bad.”

“yeah, it did,” Woojin groaned, rolling over onto his stomach so that he could look up at you. He took a bite of his sandwich before continuing. “So I asked her about her hobbies and she told me about cheerleading, right? So I was all like oh, I dance, and dancing is pretty similar to cheerleading. But then she’s like, uh, no it’s not, cheerleading is way harder, and since I was talking to her I wasn’t paying attention to my Bunsen burner, and my sleeve caught on fire.” You gaped at him, amazed that he could actually be such a train wreck. “Look, my sweater is ruined!” He cried in anguish, lifting up the singed part of his sweater.

“Dancing is way harder than cheerleading, though!” You protested angrily, not really caring about Woojin’s sweaters. You’d been to every single one of his competitions, and you knew how physically and emotionally trying it was. “I mean, yeah competitive cheerleading is harder, but the kind of cheerleading she does? No way!”

“I need more advice, (Y/N),” Woojin sighed, brushing grass of his pants, “I really want to ask her to prom, but at this rate, there’s no way I’ll be able to.”

Why can’t you ask me to prom? I’m right here!

“Okay, um,” You frowned, trying to think of how Woojin would be able to overcome his nerdiness. “Yeah, I got nothing. I can try googling it?”

“Yeah, do that!” Woojin perked up, getting up to sit on the bleachers next to you.

“Oh, here’s the WikiHow,” you grinned, tapping on the link, “the surefire way to get a girl to like you. Number one, Walk Slower. No, that’s stupid, don’t do that.”

“What? No, that might work,” Woojin grabbed your phone from you to read the explanation, “I’ll try it.”

Apparently, at school, walking slower just frustrated people, and Woojin ended up getting shoved due to how slowly he was walking.

“Told you that wouldn’t work,” you laughed as Woojin launched himself onto the football field.

“That was such a stupid piece of advice!” Woojin groaned, “I hope the next tip is better.” You grabbed your phone and cleared your throat dramatically.

“Talk yourself up,” You read, “Talk about your skills or talents, but not in a way that makes you seem cocky.” Woojin glared at you.

“Isn’t that what got me into this situation in the first place?” he complained.

“Hey, you’ll never know unless you try, right?”

Woojin, apparently, never should have tried.

“She fucking roasted me!” Woojin groaned, banging his head against the back of your couch. The two of you were sitting in the living room of your house. While Woojin was being angsty and mopey, you enjoyed a nice ice cream sandwich. “She kept talking about how anyone can dance and how it’s not special!”

But I know that you’re special!

“Ey, you know that’s not true,” you nudged Woojin, “you’re super talented when it comes to dance! How many trophies do you have to prove it?”

Woojin mumbled something.

“Hmm? What was that? How many?”

“…twelve.” Woojin rolled his eyes, embarrassed.

“Exactly,” you clapped him on the shoulder. “I’m beginning to wonder if this girl is really worth it?” She wasn’t, you knew, but you didn’t want to burst Woojin’s bubble.

“What’s this you’re talking about?” Jisung, your older brother, butted in. He stood in the door to the living room, wearing only shorts, eating a piece of cheese. “A girl?”

“Hyung, help me!” Woojin explained his situation to Jisung, who shrugged.

“Dude, just ask her to prom,” Jisung rolled his eyes, heading back to his room, “the worst she can say is no.”

And surprisingly enough, Sohee didn’t say no. Woojin asked her right after chemistry class, and now he wouldn’t stop talking about it during lunch. Today, you two had decided to sit with your other friends.

“We get it, she said yes,” Park Jihoon rolled his eyes, “it’s just prom, not a wedding.”

“Oh?” Jeon Somi looked over at you, “(Y/N), are you the only one of us without a date to prom?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you all,” you shrugged, looking down at your plate of food. “Kang Daniel asked me. I told him I’d think about it, but I’ll probably say yes.” Daniel had asked you as a friend, since it was his senior prom and he didn’t want to go alone. You two were good friends, so you figured you’d have fun even if it wasn’t Woojin.

“Ey, really?” Yoojung exclaimed, hitting you on the back, “that’s a real catch! Daniel’s so handsome!”

Woojin looked over at you with a slightly hurt expression. “Why didn’t you tell me anything?”’ His smile faded from his face.

“Oh, you were so happy about Sohee, I didn’t want to take away from that,” you replied, giving him a small smile.

“Wah, Kang Daniel!” Somi hummed appreciatively, “that is one fine specimen of a man.” As everyone laughed and nodded in agreement, you couldn’t help but notice how upset Woojin looked.

+

“Here’s your corsage,” you said, standing on your tiptoes to pin the bundle of flowers to Daniel’s suit jacket. He’d already given you a boutonniere, a creamy beige rose to compliment your flowing burgundy dress and his burgundy tie.

You two had decided to meet close to the venue so that you could arrive together, forgoing the usual pictures that you knew your parents would take.

“You look nice,” Daniel complimented you, letting you take his arm. You were several inches taller, thanks to the black stilettos that you’d dug out of the back of your closet. The two of you set off towards the venue of the dance. The night air was just settling in, and you spotted other couples who had the same idea as you.

“You know, I was a bit surprised that you didn’t go with Woojin,” Daniel commented as you waited at a crosswalk.

“Yeah, I was too,” you replied bitterly, “but it’s fine. He’s grown, he can make his own decicions for himself.”

“Ey, am I sensing saltiness there?” Daniel nudged your side with a grin. “You like him?”

You sighed, blowing some of the curled strands of hair out of your face, “is it that obvious?”

“No, it’s just that you guys are practically dating anyways,” Daniel responded, “I’m pretty sure that half the school thinks that you’re a thing. I mean, you guys bring each other coffee when you have tests, how much more boyfriend-y can you get?”

“Clearly not enough,” you muttered, still salty about how Woojin kept overlooking you in favor of Sohee.

“Hey, why don’t you try something tonight?” Daniel mentioned, right before you two got to the venue. “Why don’t I help you make him jealous, as a thank you for being my date even though I’m sure you would rather be at home in your sweats.”

You looked up at Daniel, contemplating what the outcome might be. You would you rather risk it and possibly get Woojin to see that you actually liked him? Or continue down the path that you’d been so far, of friendship and invisible heartbreak.

“Let’s do it.”

The two of you entered the venue, and you had to lift up your dress slightly so that you could walk. The dance was already in full swing, and the beat of the song hit you in the chest, the volume was so loud. Everyone was dancing and having a good time, except for the few stragglers who sat in the chairs surrounding the dance floor.

“Food?” Daniel asked in your ear, “I don’t see him.”

“Sure,” you responded, nodding. Once you’d collected food, you went to go sit down with Daniel’s friends, who you knew slightly. Luckily the food was good, and you munched through a slice of cake, some cookies, cut fruit, cheese, crackers, and a cake pop. Midway through your second slice of cake, Daniel nudged you.

“Woojin is here,” he yelled above the loud music, “wanna dance?”

You nodded, letting him help you up from your chair. Don’t Tell Em was playing, layered over heavy beats, and you joined Daniel in moving to the music.

“He saw you~” Daniel snickered, yelling into your ear, “and he doesn’t look too pleased.” As you moved side to side, you glanced quickly at Woojin and felt your heart skip a beat. His red hair was styled and he wore a crisp black tuxedo.

He looked up and made eye contact with you, only for Daniel to spin you away. The older boy snickered again, “ah, he’s so pissed! You’re doing great~”

+

You sighed, chewing on some grapes as you watched your peers dance. The dance was almost over, and you’d told Daniel to enjoy the rest of the night with his friends. You’d opted to grab a plate full of food and sit at one of the tables, enjoying their good food.

The floor slowly rearranged as a slow song started playing (cue nayaya piano vers. lololol). On the other side of the room, you could see Daniel messing around with Ong Seungwoo, pretending to slow dance with him.

“Hey.”

You jolted, looking up to see Woojin standing there.

“Hey,” you said back, smiling at him.

“Wanna dance?” Woojin asked you, holding out a hand. You placed your own hand in his, standing up. He carefully led you out to the dance floor, placing his hands on your waist. In turn, you rested your hands on his shoulders, letting him sway you around the dance floor.

“What happened to Sohee?” You asked, eyes scanning his face. His mouth twisted slightly and he shrugged.

“I realized that some people matter more to you than others,” he replied, drawing you closer. “In fact, I’ve realized a lot tonight.”

“Yeah?” You met his gaze, your heart speeding up as usual.

“Yeah,” he responded with his cute little smile, “I realized that you’re super special to me. I realized that I don’t like Daniel taking you to dances, or seeing you so beautiful like this. I realized that I was an idiot trying to chase Sohee when you were always there next to me, supporting me and my passions no matter what.”

“Yeah, you are an idiot,” you laughed, resting your head against his chest.

“I know,” Woojin sighed, “but I like you, and I would be really grateful if you’d date this idiot.”

“Yes, dumbass, I’ll date you,” you groaned, pulling away from his chest to roll your eyes at your idiot of a best friend—boyfriend?

“Wow, only three seconds of dating and you’re already being rude,” Woojin clicked his tongue.

“Ey, if anyone’s allowed to be rude, it’s me,” you responded, flicking him on the forehead.

“Ow, (Y/N), that hurt!”

“Ah, sorry oppa, here,” you stood on your tiptoes and kissed where you’d flicked him, sending him a wink. Woojin turned bright red and buried his face into your shoulder.

“Yah, Park Woojin, are you smelling me?”

“What? You smell good!”

Stranger’s

Summary: You met Steve in one bar and two have a great night together.

Words: 2593

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: Drunk assholes, fuffly, and smut.

You never minded to do things alone, you actually enjoyed it a lot. Going to the movies or shopping was, even more, fun to you when you are alone because you were the one in control. But you are starting to thinking that coming to this bar alone wasn’t your best idea.

Since you arrived at the bar, this is the fourth guy who hit on you in one hour. The first guy insisted on paying for your drink and after you declined several times he went away, the second was nice when you said you weren’t interested he went away without questioning you. The third one was insistent  but after hearing about your fake boyfriend he let you enjoy your drink alone.

The fourth asshole, Mike didn’t leave you alone. You told him that you weren’t interested, that you could pay for your own drinks and that you had a boyfriend but no, he wasn’t having any of it.  “Come on baby, your boyfriend doesn’t have to know… I can show you a really good time.”

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Horrible Day

Jensen Ackles x Reader

1200 Words

Story Summary: Requested by @winchester-writes from the drabble prompt list. Sorry it took so long, I lost the list!!! She picked #16: “Drop the attitude.” With Jensen

HERE is the drabble prompt list

HERE is the list of completed prompts

 

It had been a horrible day. One of those types of days you wanted to crawl back into bed, and wait to try again the next day. Nothing little, like losing your keys, or spilling your coffee. No, when you had a bad day, it went really bad.

It had all started as soon as you had woken up. Rolling over in bed, you realized that Jensen wasn’t there with you. Of course, he had left early, planning on spending the day at the brewery. Sighing, you had gone into the bathroom, only to realize your period had started during the night. That brought tears to your eyes, as you sank down to the side of the bath tub. You had so been hopeful that it was this time. That you would finally be pregnant. You had been trying so hard, and it hadn’t happened yet.

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Boss!AU - Part 5

Part 1, Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3, Part 4

Time for the final part! This is actually my favourite part! It’s more fluffy than the other parts and I can’t leave the characters alone for too long so I’m sure we’ll dip in to the universe in the future again! I hope you like it - thank you for all the lovely comments I’ve had since starting it x

“Harry?” You speak down the phone after arriving in the office. It’s like a blizzard outside, raining and windy, and the last thing you need is your phone ringing when you’ve barely taken your coat off. You have his spilt hot coffee over your hand, and your clothes underneath are wet from the rain too; not quite the same weather as New York just last week. Harry had let you take Thursday and Friday off as a thank you for working the previous weekend so you’d spent the past four days with your phone switched off and holed up in your flat with takeaways and movies in between sleeping off the jet lag.

Your flat mate had flittered in and out in between seeing her boyfriend and she spent most of her time at the weekends with him now, which you were more than happy to see her do (and it gave you the flat to yourself), and you hoped you might have the same soon, if Harry would only make up his mind about whether he wanted something serious or not. You understand he has more to think about than most men his age, with his four year old son in the picture, and being the number one priority in his life, obviously, but you’ve decisions to make yourself. On the screen of your laptop is a draft contract from one of Harry’s rivals sitting in your emails, all you have to do is read through, get back to them with any adjustments, sign it, and you’d be free to sleep with Harry without fear of anybody finding out and frowning upon it.

Shit, it did sound sordid when you put it like that. Sleep with him? Be his assistant-with-benefits?

“Hey…” he sounds breathless, as if he’s running late. “Listen, I wouldn’t ask yeh if I didn’t need to bu’ I need a favour from yeh?”

You sigh, placing the coffee on the desk and pulling your hair away from your neck, the phone safely nooked between your shoulder and ear as you did so, and tried to do open up the place as he speaks. “What is it?”

“Sam’s sick.”

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Ice Cream Boyfriend

I’e gotten requests for a frost elemental boyfriend and for some reason  that made me think Ice Cream.So have a demon summoned by a gay, male witch reader and accidentally summoned into ice cream.


   You found the book shoved at the back of the bookshelf, covered in spider webs and so much dust you were sure it was just a rather sharp dust bunny. After cleaning it off and flipping through the pages you’re surprised to find a treasure trove of spells and enchantments. It must be something left over from your grandmother, you think as you go through the heavy tome. Each page features handwritten notes and artwork that resembles things from your grandmother’s notebooks.

   You then enter the summoning section and you feel yourself become inspired. The entire section features demons and golems and fae that makes your heart race and your mouth water. After a short time browsing, you find a summons incantation that you know you have to try. It’s a demon with a penchant for staying in the bedroom.

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Falling Playbook 2

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Subtitle: Setting the Rules

Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader (Seol)

Themes: smut | college!au | fwb!au

Word Count: 12.5k

Summary: Jungkook and I want to test the waters before we start anything serious.

Masterlist | 01 | 02 | …

It was Monday; first out of five days which were going to determine whether Jungkook and I could be friends or not. We had five days to test the waters before we could proceed with our arrangement. By Friday, we would either start our sexual adventure or just settle for that one time thing we had already shared. Regardless of the outcome, I was excited. It was new to me, and I just couldn’t help but smile whenever I thought about it.

Jungkook had been very persistent when he had told me he wouldn’t have let me leave his apartment until he had had my every social media account. We had to be in touch, we were supposed to become friends after all.

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