i always use this song sigh

Ties - Archie Andrews Smut

REQUESTED: No, but I wanted to write this one because we all need more Archie in our lives.

WARNINGS: Fingering (just this part…I may do a pt 2 if it’s requested)

SUMMARY: Things get kind of heated between you and Archie after a classroom debate. Luckily, the boys’ locker room is free…

NOTES: A lot has happened, and I’ve been slightly frustrated, so we have this gem.

Based off the song “Ties” by Years & Years!

Originally posted by archic-andrews

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She's No Angel ✘ Sebastian Smythe Imagine ✘

✘ A/N: as a said, more plans with Sebastian♡ I just love him ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I have to admit, I had this chapter done some weeks ago. Maybe a month… WELL. AND IT’S GONNA BE A SERIES IF YA LIKE IT.

Hope ya like it! (part of the part 2 is done, awe) And, of course, thanks @lyss-91 for beta ♡

✘ TV Show: Glee.
✘ Summary: Sebastian has a plan to win from New Directions, but he needs his girlfriend’s help for this. ✘ Ship: reader x Sebastian Smythe
✘ Words count: more than 900, if I’m right.

Originally posted by allghostillusions

“Hey you.” You greeted Sebastian with a quick kiss on the lips, the boy gave you his special smile that was reserved just for you: the real smile, without sarcasm or malice. He gave you your coffee next, and you smiled in appreciation. “Thank you, Seb.” He kissed the side of your head as you started walking towards the Lima Bean.

Sebastian was in silent the whole way, not even a sarcastic remark or comment - of course he was not a complete Jerk in your direction, quite the opposite, but Sebastian was still Sebastian. But that was ok, you could use a sharp tongue if needed as well - or some question about your day or anything he’d usually say. You were surprised by this, but just kept quiet, waiting until you two arrived at Lima Bean, his favorite cafeteria, yet concern and curiosity was almost pushing the words out your mouth.

You grimaced as you both finally sat down. Sebastian was still quiet, thoughtful. You held your boyfriend’s hand and stroked it with your thumb, making him look at you as you gave a small smile, which Sebastian returned.

“Has something happened today? You'retoo quiet. ” You said, looking into his eyes. Sebastian sighed as he looked at you, leaning back in his chair. “ It’s rare for you to be quiet, too much then… ”

“I’m just thinking about regionals.” Sebastian said. “They’re better than I thought, (Y/N). I saw their performance. ”

“Babe, you guys are great, too. I’m sure you’re going to win.” You lied. Sebastian called you to go watch the New Directions’s performance with the Warblers, but unfortunately you had a science project with your friend for the next morning and you couldn’t go. Luckily one of the Warblers recorded the performance with his cellphone and Sebastian showed you this morning. Yeah, they were good. The fact that they had girls and boys helped a lot in certain songs, and they sang with a big emotion. Rachel, one of the singers, mostly stood out in her voice. And Blaine’s voice, which was a former Warbler, made a great male vocal. Not to mention the positive points of the other members individually and in group. Like Mercedes with her ability to reach high notes and the unique duets of Rachel and Finn.

This did not mean the Warblers were bad. They were truly great, in fact. The Warblers had plenty of talent, stage presence, good voices, the best dances and charisma. But the New Directions were good as hell too. You really were not sure if Seb and his teammates would win.

Sebastian raised his eyebrows at you, knowing you too well for your lie trick on him. “Oh, really? Just like Rachel’s nose will finally leave her face and take over like the little monster that we all know she is.” He said sarcastcally, you sighed and leaned back in your chair, continuing to speak.

“Okay, I’m not sure if you’re going to win, but I believe you.” That was true, and a quick warm smile appeared on his face. But you knew Sebastian. If he felt threatened, he would do something against it. “But, if I really know you, and I do, of course you have a plan.” He smirked at you. “And it’s not cool to talk about people’s noses. Did you forget that mine is too small? My sister calls me Voldemort. And I didn’t even watch Harry Potter!” You pouted and Sebastian rolled his eyes, both of you knew you loved your nose.

“Plus, your nose is gorgerous, just like the rest of you.” He spoke naturally, smiling at the blush on your cheeks. “We’re going to win the regionals.” A wicked grin gripped his lips, and deep in your head you thought how sexy it was. “But I need your help for this.” He coughed. “And about Harry Potter…”



You sighed and took your last sip of coffee, taking a deep breath as you looked at Sebastian. “I’m not going to join to New Directions to find out their plans, Sebastian! I’m not a type of Judas.” You grimaced.

Your boyfriend’s plan was the way simple; You would join the Glee club and give their regional songs to him, as the Warblers always perform first, Sebastian and his team would use the New Directions’s songs. So they would have to choose other songs or they would have “plagiarized"the Warblers songs. Their performance, obviously, would not be great with songs picked like 5 minutes before the show. So, guaranteed victory for the Warblers.

“It’s not like Judas, (Y/N). You’re going to be helping your amazing boyfriend, the boy you love, the fantastic singer, me.” You could almost see Sebastian pouting for you, the doggie eyes he made when he wanted something, usually accompanied by a ‘fake’ sweet smile. “Come on, mon bébé  .You know how important this is to me and the Warblers.” Fuck it, you loved when he talked something like this in french.

You sighed again, you loved Sebastian and liked so many of the Warblers. You did not really like it when Sebastian was mean to others, but those occurrences have subsided -The Warbbles even said he was cooler and nicer, in Sebastian’s likelihood of being- since you two had started dating, actually since you two started hanging out. But, for sure, you accepted that he had this evil side, they all had. (And, deep down, you kind thought he look like a sexy badass. Deep down ). Normally this was only a barrier to him, as if he were on alert all the time, like when they said something about their parents or some event from their past that made him uncomfortable. Other times it was just for fun and teasing, especially when it was about other Glee clubs.

“You know that’s wrong.” You looked at him, his expression still the same. You knew Sebastian would not force you to do something you did not really want or could not do, you did. Just like you knew how important that was to him and the Warblers. After all, how many rehearsals of them had you go to? You were aware on how much that this was important and how much they were working hard for it. “Okay, Smythe.” He smiled brightly and stood up from the chair, giving you a deep kiss that was contributed to by you with the same intensity. When the air made you separate, Sebastian’s hands were still on your cheeks and he smiled looking into your eyes.

“I love you.” Sebastian said, and you was sure he was not speaking that just because of your acceptance of the plan. He had already said that before, and maybe all the times it’d make you heart beat faster and your lips get a involuntary smile, just being so cliché and feeling so good.

“Oh, better you do, Seb. I’m risking my ass here.” You teased him, making him roll his eyes, but his expression and position indicated another feeling.

‘’Well, at least you have a nice ass.“ Sebastian smirked and blinked at you, giving you a suggestive look. You laughed lightly and stared at him, finally answering his earlier statement:

“I love you too.” Damn it he was a jerk sometimes, but he was your Jerk.

anonymous asked:

Hanzo and Genji reaction when their s/o have turned their phones ringtones as prank to "Puff the Magic Dragon" - song? Something funny and cute? <3

(Yesss that would be the best prank ever!)


“Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea and played in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee~”

He would be so embarrassed that such an unprofessional song was coming from his phone! Hanzo always feels like he has an image to uphold, well less than he used to be, but he doesn’t really like being flustered in front of people; he likes making good impressions. He’d scramble for his cell phone, fumbling with it in his hands as he desperately tried to answer it.

When he picked up, he heard his partner sing the next part, “Little Jackie Paaaaper, loved that rascal Puff! Hahaha!”

Hanzo’s just sighed in annoyance and facepalmed.

“Do ya like the new ringtone I gave you?” they giggled.

“When did you do this?” he groaned.

“You leave your phone lying around all the time, Hanzo, it wasn’t hard! So are you gonna keep it? The ringtone?”

“No,” was his blunt response.

He could practically imagine the indignant pout they were making on the other end, “But Hanzoooo, it reminds me of uuus. I love you so much, you’re my little rascal-y dragon,”

“What about me says rascal?” he deadpanned.

“Urgh, you’re such a killjoy, Hanzo,” they grumbled, “Fine, change the ringtone back if you want, but if you leave your phone unattended again…”

“I can assure you that won’t happen,”


He’d be a bit of a better sport about it. Pranks were one of his favorite pastimes when he was younger, and he was probably attracted to his s/o because of their clever and fun pranks. Still, he probably might think that just because he’s their lover, they won’t ever prank him. But, oh, how he was wrong.

When he first heard the silly kids’ song, he thought it was someone else’s phone–maybe Lena or Mei’s. But then it just kept going and going, and nobody was answering it. Finally, Mei timidly tapped on his shoulder and asked if he was going to get that. Wait, was that his phone? Pulling his cell phone out of his jacket, he saw that it was in fact his phone singing “Puff the Magic Dragon.”

Genji chuckled, knowing right away who the culprit was, and the culprit just happened to be the one calling.

“Hey babe,” he heard his s/o say on the other end.

“Nice ringtone you gave me,” Genji said.

“Ringtone? Oh, yeah!” they remembered, “I forgot I did that! I thought you would’ve noticed sooner that I changed it. Am I really the first person to call you since then?”

“I guess so,” he shrugged.

“Wellll, I hope you found it funny,” they giggled, “Cuz you’re like a little cutie dragon~”

It was times like this that Genji was thankful people couldn’t see his face.

“You’re not gonna change it, are you?” they asked.

“Ummm,” he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

It was a little embarrassing for an Overwatch agent to have a default ringtone like that…

“How about I save that ringtone for whenever you call?” he offered.

“Aw, that’s so sweet~” they sang, “Thanks so much, Genji! I love you!”

“Love you, too,” he sighed dreamily.

Celebrity Crush - Part Two

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Note: I know it’s late, but enjoy anyway. :)

Word Count: 1969

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warning: None. Language probably.

“Y/N, think about it. This is great for publicity! Two talented, attractive artists admit that they’re attracted to each other? This is perfect. You’re new album is almost finished and you’re on the Hamilton Mixtape; could you imagine getting even more traction if you were to collab on a song with him?”

You were eating lunch outside a cafe in the sunny California weather with your manager and she was trying to convince you to do a song with Daveed to make yourself gain popularity..

“I don’t care about publicity, Diane.” You told her. “I’m fine where I’m at now.”

“But think about how much that song itself will sell!” She continued. “This could raise–”

“Look, I want to do a song with Daveed, don’t get me wrong, but I think your approach on it is for all the wrong reasons.” You said, looking over at her. “I don’t agree with using it solely for publicity. I really like him, Diane. He’s sweet and a nice guy, so if I do a song with him, it’s going to be because I want to write with him, not because my manager is making me do it for publicity.”

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Seeking Shelter & Cuddling

Juvia hummed a sweet tune to herself as she walked next to Gray. They were coming back from a job, and they were almost nearing Magnolia. They had Balsam Village to travel through and then they would be back in their beloved city.

“What are you humming?” Gray asked. She had been humming the same tune over and over for the past hour now and it didn’t sound familiar to him at all.

“Oh, it’s an old song Juvia use to sing to herself when she was little…” the water mage admitted, her cheeks blushing slightly.

“Hm?” Gray raised a curious eyebrow with a slow smile. “What kind of song?”

Juvia smiled softly, “it’s the Teru-teru-bōzu song…”

“Wait, isn’t that the little thing you used to have clipped to you jacket?” Gray glanced at her.

“Mhm,” Juvia nodded. “Their claimed to be talisman to ward off the rain and to bring good weather… So Juvia wore it and would sing the song to herself, hoping the rain would go away.”

Gray felt himself frowning slightly. He knew Juvia had a rough childhood… It seemed like everyone from Fairy Tail had some type of horrible past.

“How does the song go?” Gray asked, “if you don’t mind singing it…”

Juvia sent him a small smile, “well, it’s been a while since Juvia had sung it, but she think it goes something like… Sunny, sunny monk boy, sunny monk boy. Tomorrow, make the weather nice for me, like a heavenly dream once upon a time.

If it clears, I’ll give you a gold bell.”

Gray crack a smile, “that’s cute.”

Juvia giggled, “does Gray-sama have any old songs that he remembers?”

Gray knitted his brows, his hands folding over his chest. “Hm… There was this one song my Mom used to sing under her breath a lot.”

The young woman’s eyes lit up as she smiled at him. “Juvia wants to hear it!”

“I don’t know if I can remember it,” Gray muttered.

“Try…Please?” She poked out her bottom lip.

Gray let out a heavy sigh, he was always a sucker for her pouting lips. “Okay…it goes something like, Daisy… Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half crazy, all for the love of you.” He sang the last part slowly, his cheeks a faint pink color as he glanced at her.

Juvia giggled, “that was cute…”

A rumble from the sky caused them both to glanced up. Gray clouds loomed overhead, coming closer.

“The Teru song never did work for Juvia,” the water mage managed to mumble.

Gray cracked a smile towards her, “sometimes we need the rain.”

Juvia felt her lips tug into a small smile. A clap of thunder shook the air and then the rain began to pour…

“C'mon!” Gray grabbed Juvia’s hand quickly, darting down the path they were on. Balsam Village was nearly in sight! They could take cover from the downpour there.


Gray and Juvia painted as they stood underneath a railing to one of Balsam city’s cafes. They were both drenched and Gray shook his wet dark hair, trying to get it out of his face. Juvia laughed lightly, squeezing some water out of her own hair before she used a bit of her magic to dry her and Gray’s clothes.

“Thanks,” Gray gave her a grateful smile as he patted his dry jeans. He sneaked a look up over the railing. The clouds were still a dark gray so there was no telling when the rain would stop. “Come on,” he walked past her before holding open the cafe door. “We might as well go in and wait for it to quit…”


A few drinks and two hours later, the rain had finally stopped and Gray and Juvia were on their way to Magnolia. Water puddles were scattered across the paths in a few deep spots. Juvia let out a small giggle, stepping through one. Gray raised an eyebrow towards her as she stepped through another one. She turned to look at him, a smile on her face. He had already shook off his pants, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.

“What are you planning?” Gray asked, knowing her well enough by now to tell when she was up to no good.

Juvia just grinned, taking a step closer to him before stomping through a puddle and causing water to splash on him. He gave her a deadpanned look. “Seriously, Juvs?” He asked.

She just laughed in response, stepping through another puddle for her own enjoyment.

“You’re gonna get sick,” Gray teased, a small smile creeping up at the corners of his lips as he watched her.

“The water does not bother Juvia,” she told him with a laugh.

“Yeah, we’ll see when you get a cold,” Gray chuckled.


Gray could hear the soft sniffles from the kitchen as he fixed the cup of hot chocolate. Carefully, he held up the cup, taking a small sip of it. It was warmed at just the right temperature and he found himself nodding proudly as he walked towards the bedroom with the mug protectively in his hands.

With his feet, he opened the door and shuffled inside the dim room. Juvia, who was sitting up in the middle of the bed, being supported by several pillows looked up at him. Her blue hair was up in a messy bun, and she had on her pajamas and robe along with several blankets. She sniffed, rubbing a tissue on her red nose before she groaned and closed her red eyes.

“I would say I told you so…” Gray began, a small smirk twitching on his lips as he sat down on the edge of the bed. “But I think you might have learned your lesson.”

Juvia gave him a weak glare. “There must have been a cold going around, or something,” she muttered nasally.

Gray rolled his eyes, holding out the mug for her to take. She moaned as she took a small sip, enjoying how the warm liquid soothed her aching throat. She finished her mug quickly before placing it on the nightstand next to the bed.

“Are you needing anything else?” Gray raised an eyebrow, starting to stand up.

“Yes,” Juvia nodded, patting the spot beside her.

“You trying to get me sick?” Gray raised an eyebrow at her, shaking his head.

She pouted, “please Gray-sama, it’ll make Juvia feel so much better…”

“Fine…” He found himself sighing, sitting down beside her. He made sure he stayed on top of the blankets, cause no way was he getting underneath them…he’d suffocate!

Juvia sighed in victory as she rested her head against Gray’s cool chest. She hummed as Gray fracked cool fingers down her back, her eyes drifting closed…It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep.

-I needed just a little bit of fluff since my son is being suicidal -_- That being said, who’s ready for some angst?? 

PS, there really is a teru-teru song, and the song Gray was singing is called Daisy Bell 

Public Meeting | Jimin x IdolReader!

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: FLUFF!!! 

Summary: As a new and upcoming Idol, you end up on the TV show ‘Weekly Idol’ where you end up meeting the boy group who inspired you to be where you are today.

Requested By: @smolninja

A/N: I know that some of the things in the one shot don’t actually happen in Weekly Idol, but I’ve never sat down and watched the show season after season so please bare with me! Also I wanna apologies if this is cringy af!


Originally posted by princejimin

Taking a deep breath, you stepped out from behind the camera and made your way to where the hosts Defconn and Heechul (from Super Junior) waited for you.

“(Y/N)!” Defconn yelled, a smile spread across his features, Heechul jumping up and down behind him like a child. “Welcome to Weekly Idol!” his loud voice boomed as he held his hands up in the air dramatically to show you the white room. “Please take a seat,” Defconn insisted as he gestured towards one of the metal stools that was placed to the left of Heechul’s and his own seat. Heechul cleared his throat, as you made your way to sit down.

“Now, we know you’re a new Idol, so we thought we’d treat you to something. We’ve decided to bring in a group, that has been under the same pressure as you when they first started,” Heechul’s smile only grew as he continued to talk. “Please welcome BTS!”

Your eyes widened at the mention of their name. BTS. For years, you had admired them, and always enjoyed their music. And now they were here. And you got to meet them. In person. Freezing in your spot, your eyes traveled to where the 7 boys walked onto the set, each one of them taking a seat, near where you sat. You gulped nervously when the maknae, Jungkook sat down next to you.

“1, 2, 3, Hello we are BTS!” they all spoke in unison, making your heart flutter. Awkwardly you waved back, with a small smile. The groups leader, Namjoon picked up on your awkward behavior and leaned forward to make eye contact with you.

“Don’t be nervous, we’re all friendly here,” he spoke, smiling, dimples showing clears. Nodding quickly in reply, you turned to face Defconn and Heechul who were eyeing you suspiciously. Defconn cleared his throat.

“Anyway, (Y/N), I recently watched one of your latest interviews, and apparently you know a lot of the choreography’s to some of BTS songs, which is the reason why we wanted BTS to come here in the first place.” Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the 7 boys eyes widened, their gazes shifting to you.

“Uhm… Yeah, I’ve actually admired BTS for years, their music was always so inspirational,” you muttered.

“Well this leads us to The Random Play Dance!” Heechul yelled. Everyone cleared away the stools and you awkwardly stood in the middle. “Right, you know the rules yes? You get a move wrong, you receive a punishment?” You nodded.

“Alright, let’s get started!” Defconn yelled.

Standing still, you let out a quiet sigh, and waited for the first song to play. The first song made you smile. I Need U began to play from the first chorus and you instantly picked up on it. While doing the choreography, Heechul, Defconn and BTS all stared in awe as you danced. The song then changed to the start of Blood, Sweat and Tears, making you go into position and getting ready to do Jimin’s part. When the song started, as you jumped forward slightly you almost lost your balance, making you giggle lightly.

“Don’t fall now (Y/N) Noona,” Jungkook laughed lightly, causing you to blush at his choice of words. When it was almost Jungkooks part, the song changed to the chorus of War of Hormone, which made Taehyung giggle, clearly excited to see you dance to his part. Once again the song changed, this time to Dope. Being already out of breath from so much dancing you pushed yourself to continue the second chorus, accidentally messing up a bit of the foot work. The music suddenly stopped when your mistake was noticed and you placed both of your hands on your knees, taking in deep breaths, trying to even it out. 

“Oh, I noticed a mistake with the foot work there,” Hoseok called out with a small laugh.

“Sorry about the song choices, they’re some of the ones to really tire you out,” Defconn spoke, walking up to you and handing you a bottle of water. Instantly you took a hold of the bottle and gulped down most of the water.

“Never… would of… guessed,” you replied, completely out of breath. 

“Now what should her punishment be?” Defconn asked Heechul who looked over his shoulder at him.

“Forehead flick,” Taehyung cheered. “But who by?” Your eyes widened at Taehyungs suggestion and you sighed in defeat when the rest of the group started agreeing.

“I think Jungkook should do it, he’s the strongest,” Yoongi piped up, giving you a playful smile, making you shiver in response. Jungkook straightened himself up as he sauntered over to you. He snickered when he stood in front of you and looked over his shoulder at Jimin.

“Jimin hyung, we’ve finally found someone who’s smaller than you,” Jungkook laughed making you and Jimin blush in response.

“Yah!” you both yelled in unison. But for two completely different reasons. Lightly you punched Jungkooks arm and pouted. Smiling in response he ruffled up your hair, making you whine in annoyance.

“Let’s just get this over and done with shall we?” you asked with a sigh. Jungkooks smile grew wider and his placed his fingers on your forehead and pulled his middle finger back. You closed your eyes, waiting for the pain, which you knew was going to be painful. When Jungkook let go of his finger, it slammed against your forehead making you whine and drop to the floor, holding onto your forehead. Some of the members laughed while Jungkook and a few others looked concerned.

“Sorry (Y/N) noona, I didn’t mean to hit you that hard,” Jungkook apologized as he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist and heaved you up. Once you were standing up right again you pulled your hands away from your forehead, making Jimin’s eyes widen.

“Yah! Jungkook you weren’t supposed to leave a mark!” Jimin yelled angrily at the maknae who looked away from Jimin in shame, and gave you an apologetic look.

“It’s fine, don’t look so upset Jungkook, it’s nothing to worry about the mark will soon fade,” you smiled reassuring the younger boy.

“Shall we go again, but this time we’ll change the punishment?” Heechul suggested, to which you nodded in reply.

The music started up again and you instantly got into the chorus of Run, one of your all time favorite BTS music videos, including the Japanese version. After the chorus had finished Not Today began to play.

“This isn’t fair! That song came out like a month ago, I don’t think she’d kn-” Namjoon was cut off the minute you began to dance to Jungkook’s solo. 

“I think (Y/N) is secretly an ARMY!” Yoongi laughed with the other members. That comment alone made you loose balance completely, falling down onto your hands and knees.

“Stop!” Defconn yelled. Almost instantly the music stopped. “What happened?” In response, you shrugged, brushing your hair out of your face gently. Namjoon’s eyes widened in realization.

“You are an ARMY aren’t you?! Like I know you mentioned that you admired us for years before, but I thought you just enjoyed our music,” Namjoon voice echoed throughout the room, making it silent.

“Oh amazing! Fantastic!” Heechul squealed. “We need to know who your bias is!”

“Oh… Uhm… Well when I first got into them, Yoongi oppa caught my eye… But over the years it has changed… Since the Run era J-Jimin oppa has taken a hold of my heart,” you blushed crimson as you stared at your feet.

“AH! Jimin hyung is blushing! (Y/N) noona!” Jungkook teased the shorter male, by pinching his cheeks.

“Yah! Watch it you brat!” Jimin joked as he pushed Jungkook away, in a playful matter. A small giggle escaped your lips at the two boys little argument, making both of them smile awkwardly at your cuteness.

“Alright, let’s move on! This time it’s BTS’s turn to dance! We’re gonna do the x2 Speed Dance Challenge! for NOT TODAY!” Defconn smiled, while gently taking a hold of your upper arm, and pulling you to the side making you stand between him and Heechul.

As soon as the song began Namjoon laughed, obviously surprised by how quick they had made the song. Namjoon began his part and focused. About halfway through the song Jimin tripped over his own feet, making him fall into Jungkook, who had luckily caught him and pushed him back up right. Heechul and Defconn laughed, while you just smiled at the boys clumsiness.

“You’re doing so well!” you cheered with a smile. By the end chorus, your jaw dropped as you watched Jimin. The way his pastel hair fell in front of his face while he pretended he held a gun really got to you. How can someone be so cute, but completely wreck hearts left and right, you whined in your head. He always danced so gracefully and you had always admired his passion for it.

Once the song came to an end you jumped up and down like a child clapping, they had managed to do it, despite Jimin tripping over at one point.

“Amazingly done, Not Today has a lot of fast parts in it, and having it sped up even faster must of been a challenge well done!” Defconn smile. “I think you deserve a treat for your hard work,” Defconn guided them to a table filled with Korean beef. You could see some of the boys mouths water, making you giggle as you took a seat behind them. Jimin turned around and looked at you.

“C’mon, there’s some for you too,” Jimin smiled. You shook your head, making his smile drop.

“I’m not hungry, but you go enjoy yourself,” you answered giving him a warm smile, as you blushed. Jimin shook his head and strode over to you, where he held out his hand.

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” Jimin insisted. Hesitantly, you took his hand and he gently pulled you out of your seat, and guided you through the others to the table. Jimin picked up a piece of meat and held it in front of your mouth.

“Thank you,” you muttered shyly as you went to take the fork out of his hand. However Jimin pulled away before you could. Giving him a confused look at placed of your hands on your hip, looking into her eyes for an answer.

“Open up,” Jimin blushed, while avoiding eye contact with you. Heat rose up to your cheeks as you finally got what he was trying to do. Slowly you opened up your mouth, allowing him to feed you the beef. You hadn’t realized that in the background, Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin were squealing and Namjoon, Yoongi and Jungkook were cringing.

“Yah! Take that somewhere else!” Namjoon dramatically announced.

“MY VIRGIN EYES! I’M RUINED!” Jungkook joined in, and Yoongi was just laying on the floor, rocking back and forward.

“Shut up they’re meant to be!” Hoseok giggled as he jumped up and down with Taehyung and Jin.

“We need a ship name!” Taehyung and Hoseok thought for a moment. Both of them turned to each other and smiled.

“(Y/S/N - Your Ship Name)!” they yelled in unison before hugging each other tightly and jumping around. By this time Jin had awkwardly slid to the cringe side of the room, for Taehyung and Hoseok were almost becoming one person.

You and Jimin awkwardly stared at the others and giggled lightly at their reactions. A smile spread across you features as you looked at each one of the members individually. These guys are truly amazing, you thought to yourself.


It had been 3 months since you had first met each other on the show and you had exchanged numbers with all the members and created a chat on messenger. Surprisingly, you had also found out that you live about 10 minutes away from them, so visits would be a regular thing. They had grown to like you just as much as you liked them. Your notifications went off while you sat at home on your day off.

Jimin Oppa - [14:28]

Hi (Y/N)! We were all wondering if you wanted to come over and relax with us, it’s our day off too :)

You - [14:29]

Yeah sure I’d like that, I’ll be about 20 minutes, I need to get ready first

Jimin Oppa - [14:29]

Okay see you soon :)

You jumped off of the couch and, walked straight for your bedroom, which was currently a mess. With clothes, make-up and rubbish found randomly around the room. Quickly you grabbed a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a white top and a baggy grey hoodie. Looking in the mirror, you quickly brushed your hair, not bothering to put on make-up. Grabbing your keys you hurriedly got out of your house, locked the door and began your journey to the others.

The sun was shining brightly, almost blinding you. To see you had to squint your eyes to be able to see where you were going. Glancing at your phone you noticed you had a message from Jin

Jin Oppa [14:43]

Hi! I hope you haven’t eaten! I’ve made loads of food to eat! 

You [14:44]

Ah okay! I haven’t eaten today actually… I was planning on pigging out at dinner but never mind, I’m being fed haha xD

Jin Oppa [14:45]

Alright, see you in 5!

You [14:45]


You smiled as you quickened your pace to get some of Jin’s amazing food. It was 14:49 when you arrived at the dorms. Lightly you knocked on the door only to be greeted with Hoseok and Taehyung, who were giggling when they opened the door.

“Hoseok oppa! Taehyung oppa!” you smiled brightly as they pulled you into a hug. Joking Taehyung lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder, as he carried you through to the living room, Hoseok giving you an apologetic look as you all entered the room. 

“(Y/N) noona, it’s been ages! How are you!?” Jungkook yelled, to you but still keeping most of his attention on Overwatch.

“I saw you yesterday,” you giggled. “But I’m fine thank you, and how about you?” you asked the rest of the members, each one replying with a thumbs up or an ‘I’m okay.’

“(Y/N), could you help me for a second… Everyone else can’t be bothered to help!” Jin yelled from the kitchen, in an annoyed tone.

“Sure Jin oppa!” you answered, making your way to the kitchen where Jin stood at the stove, cooking. The delightful smell of different meats filled your senses as you walked in, making you hum in satisfaction. “Sure smells good in here,” you mumbled with a smile.

“Thanks, oh could you get Jimin? He’s been sulking in his room all day because he hasn’t seen you, so I thought you could do surprise him?” Jin suggested with a smile.

“O-of course,” you stuttered as you blushed madly over the thought of Jimin. Ever since Weekly Idol, you had grown to like Jimin even more. Not as a fan girl kind of thing, but in a really romantic way. You slowly sauntered out of the kitchen and made your way to Jimins room, where you lightly knocked on the door.

“Come in,” a voice mumbled from the other side of the door. Slowly you entered and you smiled a little.

“Jimin oppa, the others are waiting for you, and Jin has prepared a nice meal for us all,” you giggled lightly as Jimin stood up and stared at you wide eyed.

“(Y/N)! You’re here early?” Jimin asked shocked. You gave him a confused look.

“I said I’d be here in 20 minutes Jimin, what did you think I meant? 20 as in 8pm?” you laughed as Jimin slowly nodded clearly embarrassed as he miss read the text.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“It’s fine Jiminie oppa,” you giggled as you took a hold of his hand. “Come on the others are waiting for us,” you spoke as you gently tugged him behind you, out of his room and into the living room.

“Oh my god! (Y/N) actually got Jimin out of his room!” Namjoon once again dramatically announced, making the others laugh lightly.

“Jimin hasn’t been out of his room all day, he missed you,” Yoongi playfully pouted as Jimin lightly punched his shoulder.

“Shut up hyung,” Jimin muttered, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Just tell her you like her already, it’s not gonna kill you,” Hoseok yelled, forgetting you were in the room, which had not went completely silent. Jungkook had left the match in overwatch, looking around, glaring at Hoseok for being so careless.

“Hyung! Why would you say that!” the maknae scolded the other boy. Hoseok looked down in shame at his mistake.

“It’s alright, I like Jimin oppa too. And yes… I-I mean more than a friend,” you muttered, looking down at the ground as you awkwardly stood still. Jimin looked at you wide eyed and quickly walked over to you taking a hold of you hands, making you look up at his gorgeous brown orbs.

“Really?” he asked, almost as if he didn’t believe you. Slowly you nodded and gave him a shy smile, as his grew bigger. Instantly he wrapped his arms around your waist lifted you up and spun you around on the spot making you both laugh.

“Yah! Put her down or you’re gonna break something!” Yoongi yelled in annoyance, before closing his eyes to go back to sleep.

“So! Does this mean you guys are official, cos me and Hoseok oppa have shipped you since Weekly Idol… which was like 3 months ago,” Taehyung giggled.

“I guess?” you asked looking at Jimin for approval. He grinned at you.

“Yup absolutely,” he laughed as both of your hands intertwined with each others. Jimin giving your hand a light squeeze, staring into your eyes.

“Right guys and girl! I have lunch prepared! So come and help me carry through the food,” Jin yelled as he began to bring through plates of food. Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung charged for the kitchen while Namjoon and Hoseok followed behind.

“Yoongi oppa, you not going to eat?” you asked as you knelt down in front of the chair he was laying in.

“No I’m not hungry,” Yoongi mumbled.

“Come on, join in with us, you don’t have to eat but try and stay awake for us please?” you smiled. Yoongi’s cold glare softened at your words. All the members loved how thoughtful and caring you were towards them, so Yoongi nodded.

“Fine,” he grumbled, making you smile.

Finally when all the food was out and everyone began eating, Jimin laid his head on you lap, allowing you to gently play with his hair, making him calm. It had soothed him so much that in the end he ended up falling asleep, along with all the other members.


Your eyes widened when you woke up and looked at your phone which read 22:56. You went to get up only to have Jimin pull you back down.

“Just stay the night,” he mumbled.

“Are you sure that’s okay with the others?” you whispered.

“Yeah… They all… really like you…” he spoke, voice barely audible as he fell asleep once again. A small sigh escaped you lips as you got comfortable once again and closed your eyes to sleep. Jimin smiled when you decided to stay with him and keep him company. He truly was one lucky guy.

Cancer - TØP (Josh dun)

Originally posted by jcsephsdun

Warning; cancer, drinking, sickness, crying

paring; Josh Dun x Reader (Y/n)

Words; 1796

other; Tyler and Jenna, fluff josh. Y/n finds out she has breast cancer, also only to find out Josh likes her back. 

Being on tour with my best friends Tyler and josh, is great and all, usually I have the best time with them but this time i just can’t seem to get my spirits up enough to have a blast. I haven’t told either of them, but before we all left weeks before we left I went into the doctors for the fact that I had found a lump… a lump? Yes a lump on my left breast, that appointment was a check up days before we all left I went in for a lab test and what not to see what it is.

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If You Have Nightmares

Inspired by Jon Bellions song Guillotine

The nightmares weren’t as constant as they used to be. Sometimes there was just deep slumber, a night of nothing, but they always left him on edge and jumpy the next day.

“Killua?” Gons voice sliced through the abyss of sleep. Killua bolted up gasping for air covered in sweat.

“What?!” Claws tangled in ripped sheets Gon hovered over before sighing and climbing onto the bed kneeling before his disheveled friend.

“You were having a nightmare, again.” Gons face strained with worry. Killua looked over confusion adding to the mess in his head. It had been a night of nothing. Just sleep and stress.

“Wha-? No, I wasn’t! Go back to bed Gon.” Killua leaned back into the pillows. Gon furrowed his face and stood on the creaking mattress.

“No way! Not until you promise not to have nightmares anymore!” Gon announced pulling the sheet off Killua revealing a frustrated ball of sleep deprivation.

“Gon,” Killua wobbled to his feet.

“That’s not how it works!” Killua faced Gon right as the freckled island boys face lit up.

“Killua stay there and don’t move!” Gon hopped off the bed jolting the flustered Zoldyck. He scuttled across the moonlit floor to the second twin bed in the room and dug into the slouching neon green backpack.

“Gon what are you doing? Just go back to bed, idiot!” Killua planted a hand on his hip jabbing a finger across the room.

“Got it!” Gon announced in triumph before stumbling back typing furiously on his phone blatantly ignoring the scowling gaze from above him. Dropping the phone on Killuas side table Gon climbed back up on the bed; music leaked from the phone. A catchy song bounced around surrounding the two.

“Killua dance with me!” Gons sunshine smile lit up as he held his hand out. Killuas arms fell to his sides as his jaw dropped in embarrassment pink singeing the tips of his cheeks. Gon took Killuas limp hands, warm hands caressing cool. Swaying and bouncing a little Gon giggled.

“G-G-…” Killua sputtering turned to giggles. Gon wiggled his arms up and down Killuas following in suit. Basking in the security of Gons grip Killua gently squeezed Gons worn hands thankful the cloak of darkness hid the spreading heat in his cheeks.

“Killua dance! It’ll make you feel better!” Gon hummed pulling Killua around the bed. Cautiously Killua bounced a little swaying ever so slightly. Gons grin widened. Little by little Killua emerged from his embarrassment until both boys were lost in song jumping and attempting to dance.

The music dies with Gons phone so the boys dance to music only they can hear the chorus their giggles, the beat their ragged breathing, the verses their feet sinking into squealing springs. It only ends when a misstep takes them down Gon landing on Killua exhaustion blanketing the pair. Killuas fair complexion is once again compromised when Gon nuzzles into his chest. Flustered Killua shoves Gon to the side.

“I can go bac-”

“It’s fine.” Killua turns to face Gon closing heavy eyes. Killuas face relaxes revealing a rare sight of peace. Red rises to Gons cheeks flooding his face. After a few thought out minutes, Gon leans forward pressing his forehead tenderly to the paler one.

Killuas whimpering had woken him. Seeing Killua covered in a cold sweat face contorted. Tearing at his sheets trying to kill an invisible threat sent pain branching into Gons heart. No one should have to sleep like that especially Killua. Gon had thought to try and hold Killua to keep him from harming himself but Gon also wanted to live through the night.

Gon pulled his forehead from Killuas. The calm that had engulfed the boys dragged at Gons eyelids. Grinning he turned over and settled in. Killua cracked a drowsy peek at the tan figure. He reached out and pulled Gon into him. Gons eyes opened as his body tensed at the sudden sign of affection. Grinning Gon settled into Killuas curves.

“Thank you.” Killua mumbled into Gons shoulder. Gon intertwined their fingers in front of him closing his eyes.

“You’re welcome.”

** It’s me. I know it been awhile. Much lazy also school man, school. I hope you liked this Let me now if anything is off! Thank you my loves I love comments and any interaction! (I’m lonely talk to me you guys) asks are open….still. love you all thank you so much!!!**

Twitcam! All the boys

Pairing: Y/N and all of the boys!

Words: 2.5K

Warning: Smut SMut sMUT

Summary: The boys do a twitcam and decided to treat Y/N whilst doing it.

You were best friends with the 5sos boys and they were currently on a break from there sounds good feels good tour. They’d currently been to Asia and then they’re going to the UK in a couple of weeks. Asia was great, we had a lot of sushi and Japan had a lot of Pokemon stuff and I got my own pokeball bra. 

With the boys I love each of them equally, I’ve known them since forever going to school with Luke, Michael and Calum. I mean I was more on Michaels side when Luke and Michael disliked each other, but when Michael and Calum became friends with him so did I. With Ashton as soon as I met him we clicked as well so it feels like I’ve know him forever, along with the other boys. 

We were all currently in a hotel room in LA. Calum and Michael were playing Fifa with Luke cheering Michael on. Ashton was sat in the kitchen area looking through his phone. I travel with the boys because they offered me a job as there manager, well when I say offered when we were younger I always used to pretend I was and then when they got famous they wanted me to stay with them. It also has its perks because I’m also in charge of hair and make-up. Yes that means helping Mikey dye his hair regularly and making sure that it doesn’t fall out. 

Today I was wearing Michaels Harley Davidson shirt and a pair of my black panties. I wasn’t worried about the boys seeing me like this, hell I sometimes even walk around in just a bra and panties considering Calum even walks around butt naked. But I’m defiantly not complaining. 

I walked over to the kitchen side and wrapped my arms around Ashton

“Morning Y/N”

“Morning Ash, what are we doing today?”

“I was thinking we could do a twitcam, we haven’t done one in a while and hopefully it won’t crash”

“Yeah I bet the fans will love that”

He smiled at me his dimples showing. I kissed him on the cheeks and walked over to the boys.

“Daym Y/N”

The boys eyes averted to me and I twirled around, lifting up my top in the process. I smiled down at Calum and he coughed awkwardly. 

“My turn” Luke said 

Michael stood up and passed Luke the control and pulled me down onto the sofa with him. I giggled into his neck and sat up straight. 

“Shit Mikey, we’re going to have to re dye your hair” he groaned and moved into a more comfortable position but that meant he thrusted his hip into mine. I may have let out a small whimper. He looked up at me and smirked, why the fuck did he have to be so hot. It’s great being on tour with the boys, but I have sexual needs and the boys don’t help with that, they’re all so attractive and always going on about sex. It’s not like I could ever have sex with them though, they’re my best friends that would be weird, but hey a girl can dream. 

Michael however obviously didn’t understand the whole best friend thing as he ran his hands up my thighs.

“Did you just moan baby?” He whispered in my ear. My breath hitched as I shook my head. 

“But I heard you, don’t deny it kitten” I looked into his eyes and they were a different shade of green then I remember. Are faces were inches apart and his breath was fanning over my lips. 

“Guys the twitcam is ready and it’s not crashing” Ashton shouted
I looked up and the three boys were looking at me and Michael. I awkwardly got of him and sat on the floor. Luke had a smirk playing on his face as I hit his shoulder.

“No Y/N get in the twitcam” Calum whined, I shuffled over and Calum came and sat behind me. I leant into his chest as Ashton was thanking the fans. 

“You’re all so amazing and we’re always so thankful, love you guys, we also want to know what’s your favourite song on Sounds good feels good, so like tweet us”

“Use the hashtag #5sostwitcam ”

“Let’s get it trending” Luke clapped.

I sighed contently looking at these four amazing boys, they’ve come so far an-
I looked down onto my lap and Calums hand was stroking my inner thigh. I placed my hand on his trying to pull it away but he was stronger then me and I didn’t want it to look obvious on the camera. As on the camera you could only see our top halves. 

I turned around and looked at him, his expression was straight and just normal, until he looked down at me and gave me a innocent smile. I glared up at him before I felt him run his finger stroke over my panties. I let out a whine but covered it up with a cough. I turned back around and looked over at Michael he wasn’t in the camera vision but he winked and had a smirk on his lips whilst coming into the cameras view. I felt Calums fingers move my panties to the side and he started rolling my clit in his fingers. I let out a shaky breath and grabbed a hold of his muscly thighs, slightly grinding my ass into him. I tried not to make it obvious but it felt so good. 

Calums other hand came and wrapped around my front them fingers running over my folds. He plunged his fingers into me and moved them at a fast pace. I let out a slight moan but Ashton was laughing so it was un heard, apart from Luke. Luke as Ashton turned the camera toward Michael sucked on my neck and around my jawline.

“Fuck guys what are you doing” I whispered

“We know how horny you are, always walking around in skimpy underwear, flirting with us and teasing us. You know exactly what you’re doing and we’re going to help you out”

“B-but you’re doing a twit cam”

“Well then you best be quite” Luke rasped biting onto my earlobe.

I moaned quietly and looked at him, he bit his lip twiddling his lip ring in his mouth. Calums hand worked faster on me, as I felt my high approaching. I bit my lip and watch Calums muscles tense every time he pounded his fingers into me. The camera was still facing Michael who was telling the fans about meeting doge and his stupid hat. My hands squeezed Calums thighs as I came around his fingers with a small groan. He slid his fingers out of me and sucked on them.

“You alright Y/N?” Michael asked in camera

“Y-yeah just ill and tiered” I breathed 

“Come sit up here” Michael patted the seat next to him at the table and I obliged and sat down. Calum and Ashton sat behind me and Michael as they starting reading out tweets from fans. I looked down slightly at my panties. They were drenched, and uncomfortable the only way I’d be more comfortable is if I took them off. So that’s what I did, I ran my hands across them and slid them down my legs catching the attention of the boys. 

“Mm what did you cook this morning Ash it smells so sweet” Michael spoke looking at Ashton. Ashton only laughed and carried on with what he was saying.  I looked over the computer screen at Luke. Who was looking under the table at my pussy. I shut my legs and he looked up at me with his beautiful blue eyes. He crawled over to the table and went underneath. I looked down and he pointed his finger upwards, making me look directly at the camera not wanting people to know he was there. He edged forwards and kissed my thighs, he spread my legs and licked a stripe up my pussy. I was still sensitive from the orgasm Calum gave me, so my legs shook when Luke started kitten licking. His hand held my thighs down and he sucked on my clit. His lip ring was cold and trailing over my folds. It felt fucking amazing the warmth of his pink lips against the cold metal ring sucking at my pussy. He slanted his head slightly and one of his hands came to my hips and rubbed circles on it. The way his head was slanted I could feel his stubble scratch in between my thighs. He nestled his head further and sucked harshly. I tilted my head back and my arms looked like I was stretching, Calum from behind kissed my forehead. I looked back down and Lukes eyes were glimmering up at me, I quickly looked back up at the camera and ran my fingers through his blonde hair. I felt him smirk against my pussy as his tongue dipped into my entrance. I bit my lip and looked at Michael who was reading tweets.

“This tweet is from @freddiefrog300 it says ‘Hope Y/N gets better soon x #5sostwitcam ’ aw yeah me too”

“T-thanks” I groaned 

Luke sucked at my entrances as his tongue delved deep into me. I could feel my second orgasm approaching, I tightened my grip on Luke’s hair and my thighs squeeze together. 

“Fuck” I grumbled whilst titling the camera and grabbing hold of the edge of the table. I came and my legs shook around Luke’s face which he was kitten licking me still. I gave out a big sigh and hid my face in my arms. Luke stopped licking me and got out from under the table he wiped his chin. I pouted at him and he came and sat next to me. I breathed into his shirt and hid my face. I felt another hand stroke my thigh. 

“Why don’t you go to bed Y/N? You look tiered”

“I’m knackered”

I slid over Ashton’s lap, not getting my pussy on camera and maybe grinding my ass into Ashton’s crotch as I moved out of camera lens way.
I sauntered to the bedroom and the boys followed but not having the camera on me, it was facing the window. I laid down on the bed. Never have I ever experienced two mind blowing orgasms. I heard the door creak and Ashton walked in, glaring at me. Luke and Calum sat in the window ledge with the computer and started answering questions. 

“You think that was fucking funny?” Ash whispered. 

I gasped as he climbed on top of me. He pulled down his trousers and grinded his boxer covered bulge into my heat.

“A-ash I’m so sensitive” I muttered 

“Let’s see if you can take me" 

He pulled out his cock from his boxers and ran it over my folds. He had a smooth hairless cock which was tanned and thick. The head oozing out pre-cum. He edged his cock into me and moved his hips at a fast pace. My pussy couldn’t take it and my walls kept clenching around his cock. He sexily groaned into my neck and sucked onto my sweet spot. He moved his arms above my head and knelt on the bed, I wrapped my legs around his wait and he fucked me at a different angle hitting my g-spot. 

"Ash fuck harder” I murmured 

“Shh baby, quieter” I whined into his chest and grinded up with Ashtons thrusts. Ashton started to jolt and I knew his orgasm was approaching. He smacked my ass and bit down on my neck as he came into me, which triggered my body to cum all over his cock.  

“Y/N” Ashton panted 


“You’re so fucking hot” I laughed at him as he pulled up his boxers and put on his discarded trousers. He smirked over to Luke and Calum who each had shit eating grins on there face. Ashton left the room whilst Michael walked into it. 

“Hey Mikey” I wheezed 

“Looks like you need a nice relaxing shower”

He walked over to me and lifted me off the bed. He walked over to the bathroom and slid of my (well his) top off my body. I looked over to the door and Luke, Calum and Ashton had made there way to the bed. Them all facing the bathroom door, the computer facing them. He kissed over the marks that Luke and Ashton had made and kissed down my body. I pushed him against the wall and peeled of his top, I kissed his body the way he did to me as I heard the boys laugh at a stupid joke Calum made. I pulled Michael into me by his belt loops and my lips hovered over his. He smiled and kissed me. 

“Princess you’re so good to us” His tongue swiped over my lips and entered my mouth sucking and nibbling on my lip. I undid his trousers and boxers. His dick was stood up, out of all the guys Michaels dick was the biggest. He had a pale dick with black hairs which to me is so attractive. I ran my fingers around the base of his dick and Michael reached out and grabbed a hold of my boobs. He ran the water in the shower and pushed me against the glass. My boobs against the glass was cold and I felt Michael behind me. He didn’t waste any time in pounding his cock into my pussy. His hands gripped a hold of my hips and his dick fucked into me. I looked out the glass and could briefly see the boys looking in the bathroom watching me get fucked by Mikey. 

I grinded my ass into him as the glass steamed up and the only thing I could see was Michaels discarded clothes outside the shower. I leant back and Michaels hand came around and rubbed my clit. He held me up by his other hand, wrapped around my waist whilst his head was tucked into my neck, where he was sucking yet another hickey. 

I heard his moans being muffled into my neck, which were extremely sexy I started to see stars this time and my eyes went blurry as my pussy clenched around Michaels dick. I felt Michaels grip on my tighten as his load dripped down my leg and I leant against the glass door.

I caught my breath and turned around. Michaels hair was damp and his breathing was heavy.

“So how was the twitcam” I asked the boys

“Well we defiantly need to do it again” Michael laughed, along with Luke, Calum and Ashton. 

“You guys are shits you know that right”

“Oh but baby girl, you fucking love it” Calum moaned, well shit.

A/N: freddiefrog3000 is actually my twitter sELF PROMO

ok but i need more of winter and cinder being cute cousins

  • winter never calling cinder, cinder. always selene and if it were anyone else cinder would probably care but she never tries to correct winter, its the only time the name feels affectionate 
  • winter filling cinder in on some memories she had of them as children, games they used to play, songs they used to sing, etc
  • winter being super affectionate with cinder because she finally has her back (hugging her all the time, checking in on her when they’re not together etc) ((and vice versa cinder always does the same))
  • cinder finally feeling like there’s someone from her childhood worth remembering, realizing even if her birth family was a hot mess she still had/has winter 

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"Oops.." The Huntress's voice came, coupled with a finely lofted brow in the direction of the old Wynterwulf.

The highlander let loose a relaxed sigh as he stepped out of the bathhouse. Staying secluded in the private room as he dragged the towel across his scar riddled body until he wouldn’t catch himself leaving a water stained trail across the floor. Wrapping the towel around his waist. Using another to dry his hair as he hummed a soft, lullaby like song to himself.  Gathering the mostly dry, nearly shoulder length loose strands of hair and pulling them from the front of his face. “Why I always keep it bloody up..” Cursing as he stepped out with a puzzled look on his face. Growling as he had to leave the room and head into the open air of the mansion’s main floor. Bellowing as he walked out.

 “PUP! I swear to Halone’s Fury and Rhalgr’s Wrath if you took me clothes lookin’ fer damn treats again yer stayin’ home when we go huntin’ at Natalan later.” His voice would have continued to rant and carry throughout the mansion until he heard something off.

“Oops..” The familiar voice of the Huntress rang in his ears as he spun around to spot Emeri. The highlander raising a high brow himself looking at her. Then down at himself the brow slowly falling flat as it knitted closely together with the other. “Well, this may be tad odd to some folk.” Said rather calmly placing both hands on his hips making sure the towel wasn’t at risk of falling off and really making things odd.

“Bit far from the Forelands, but not so far from the Drownin’ Wench or Lower Decks at least…” His metallic hand reached behind his head scratching slowly as he spoke up again. “Er…what brings ya here? Tryin’ to challenge me to that spar finally?”

There are two types of people, Dex thinks. There are normal people, like him, and Ransom, Holster, Shitty, Jack, and Lardo. Normal people are great, and sometimes you fall in love with them, but it usually takes some time. You have to be around them for a while, really learn who they are, before you fall for them, slowly and knowingly. Then there are people like Bitty and Chowder, who go about their lives just making people fall in love with them. With people like them, it’s sudden and involuntary. You meet them and you fall for them, easy as that. It’s not always romantic love, either. More often than not, Dex thinks, it’s completely platonic. Friend-love. Like what he has with C and Bits. Dex fell in friend-love with Chowder as soon as Chowder said hi to him their freshman year. He fell in friend-love with Bitty the first time Bitty made him a pie. He’s pretty sure there’s some kind of magic around people like them – Dex’s mom is one of them, and so is his baby sister. He’s seen how people gravitate to them, how people go out of their way to make them happy. He does the same thing. And he does it for Bitty and Chowder, too. He’s not mad about it at all, it’s not like any of them know the power they have over people.

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(Inspired by this incredible drawing by @godforget.)

It was a tulruk-ivory comb that his mother had given him decades ago, when he had reached the second duan in zama-shiwo training. An ornate little thing, delicately carved, but sturdy enough to have lasted so long without so much as the faintest crack or creak of complaint. A feature which many a tulruk would attest to, were they capable of speech. Thoughts of his mother drifted faintly through Chirrut’s mind - the smell of her cooking, the color of her hair, the sound of her broom scratching at the dusty floor. She adored Baze. Chirrut liked to think she would have approved of the love they felt for one another. They were fast friends from the start, and whenever Chirrut came home from the monastery to visit, his gentle companion was always invited.

The drowsy bantha was resting in his lap, arms draped over Chirrut’s thighs, limp against his stomach. Slowly, again and again the comb raked through Baze’s thick hair. He had fallen asleep while his husband groomed him, but Chirrut had long since worked out the stubborn knots brought on by Jedha’s sandy winds. All that was left was the reliable motion.

Chirrut found endless pleasure in the simple act. Here, there was peace and safety. His fingers drew brief lines in his love’s long locks as Baze sighed deep, slow breaths in his lap. Even in sleep, Baze’s hand was loosely gripping Chirrut’s leg, guarding him. Chirrut smiled. He couldn’t help but trail his finger along the outer edge of one of Baze’s ears. Did he grow out his hair to hide them? His husband found them admirable, much to his irritation, for he never liked attention drawn to them.

“That song…” Baze mumbled, stirring. “I know it. Somewhere.” Chirrut didn’t realize he had been humming.

“My mother used to hum it. When she swept the floors. You remember her?”

“Of course, shǎ háizi. Even if I was a thousand years old.” Baze’s head turned and he rubbed his cheek against Chirrut’s robe. He made a humming sound, eyes still closed, sighing in his husband’s scent. “She made the best dumplings.”

Chirrut smiled wide and nodded. “She always called you her hungry son.”

“You eat like a little bird.” Baze teased. He knew Chirrut would feel his grin.

“And you eat like a lumbering tulruk.” Mouth closed, Baze laughed, nuzzling against Chirrut fiercely enough to make his husband feel ticklish. “And you have the ears to match!”

“Hēi!” Baze protested, his tone as grumpy as it was playful.. He turned around in Chirrut’s lap, kneeling between his legs, and used his hands to pin his shoulders to the wall. Chirrut was laughing, his eyes locked in a gleeful squint, wrinkling at the corners. Baze scooped him up in his arms, lowering him roughly to the ground and pelted his face with kisses.

Chirrut swatted at him helplessly, his chest shaking with laughter. He threw his arms around Baze, squeezing him tight, trying to worm his way out of the aggressive affection. “Baze!” He wailed, sputtering and giggling.

Eventually, his husband relented, chuckling softly and rolling off to the side. He let his arm wrap lazily across Chirrut’s chest as the two caught their breath, lazily tangled together.

The Shop; Prologue

Summary: Don’t open your big mouth unless you want to face the consequences which in this case is your bff dragging you to a sex shop.


Genre: fluff

Member: Luhan

Words: 757

A/N: I had sudden inspiration. There will be smut later on.

Originally posted by parkchny

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For You (Peter Parker x Reader songfic)

Okay, I accidentally butchered this request but I like the story anyway.
@imagine-peterparker said : One where the reader is trying to convince Peter to listen to her favorite band, and she makes him a mixtape of different songs and how they make her feel/when she listens to them. Also, go listen to Yellow by Coldplay.

“Come on, webhead! You’ve been hogging the speaker all afternoon!” You exclaimed. You and Peter had this argument every single day when you went to his or your apartment to study. Usually you didn’t mind what he played, but when you asked him to put on some Coldplay, he wouldn’t budge. “It’s distracting for both of us when we listen to your music, (Y/N). You’re always singing and dancing and I can’t study.” You huffed a sigh but didn’t disagree. “You don’t even play it when we aren’t working though! Can we please listen to some of my music after? Please!!” You begged. He said nothing and continued reading his textbook, occasionally jotting things down on his notebook. 9pm arrived and you had to head home. You pouted and told Peter you had to go. After packing your bag, you shuffled over and received a hug from your best friend/crush/superhero before hopping out his window onto the fire escape.

When you got to your room, which was directly above Peter’s, you quickly sorted out the mess before changing into your pajamas, grabbing your laptop, and hopping into bed. After scrolling on tumblr for a bit you came up with the idea to make a playlist of your favourite songs and then forwarded it to Peter. Seconds later you got a text from the bug boy.
Underoos- I’m not listening to it :p
You- Why not!?
Underoos- because the last time I listened to your music it was some guy screaming
You- MCR is not your taste, that’s fine. This is Coldplay.
Underoos- sorry (Y/N). My ears will not be tortured again
You- :(

You closed your laptop and sighed, putting it on the bedside table before going to sleep.

After school, You and Peter went to your apartment to hang out. “Hi mom, bye mom,” you said quickly, walking through the kitchen to get you your room. “Hey Peter, how are you and May?” Your mother asked. “We’re alright, thanks!” He said while being pulled by you into your bedroom. She and Aunt May had always gotten along since your family moved here 5 years ago. They met up quite frequently and really thought you’d be a cute couple. Whenever it was mentioned, you and Peter would just brush it off while blushing.

You stood by speakers ready for Peter to toss you his phone. Once he did, you plugged it in and put the studying playlist on. Over the next few hours, you talked, did your homework, studied, all of the usual things you did together daily. Around seven thirty, you stood up and went to the speakers, unhooked his phone, and plugged yours in. You pressed play on your Coldplay playlist and he groaned. You grabbed his hand, pulling him up off the bed. “I am going to make a deal. If we listen and dance to my favourite song now, we never have to play my music again,” you said, offering your hand. “Deal.”

You walked over to the speakers again and went through the playlist stopping on ‘Yellow’. You clicked play and it began.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow.

He looked shocked. This definitely wasn’t what he expected. You stood in front of him and looked at your feet. With a burst of courage, he held your waist. You picked your head up and he saw you were smiling. You wound your arms around his neck as the music continued.

Originally posted by staywithmeforevr

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called ‘yellow’

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to have done,
And it was all yellow.

You stepped closer to him and rested your head on his chest while you both swayed side to side. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. This was what he wanted. He wanted to do this with you everyday. He wanted to cuddle you, kiss you, hold you tight. Little did he know you wanted the same thing.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into
Something beautiful,
Do you know,
You know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

“I think I love you,” you mumbled into his shirt. “What did you say?” He asked quietly. “Nothing, doesn’t matter,” you responded and nuzzled even farther into his chest.

Originally posted by sensualkisses

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.
‘Cause you were all yellow,

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all yellow.

Peter felt warmth in his heart that was only ever caused by you. When you grinned at your paper because you got a full mark, when you laughed sweetly and said‘shut up’ when he told you nerdy chemistry puns and pick-up lines, when he spontaneously brought you ice cream, or when you cuddled and watched movies on Saturdays.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into
Something beautiful,
Do you know,
For you I’d bleed myself dry,
For you I’d bleed myself dry.

You couldn’t help but hum. It was your favourite song. You felt the vibrations of your voice pass into his skin. You were slowly spinning in a circle. You felt so safe in his arms. His strong, loving arms.

It’s true,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

The music came to an end but you both stayed still. One of Peter’s arms came off your waist, only to cup your cheek. You looked up at him as he slowly lowered his lips to meet yours. “Now that we’ve had one cheesy moment, I’d like to say that your eyes shine like stars,” he told you in a cute, joking manner. You giggled into his chest before looking up at him again. “It’s true,” you told him, “but look how they shine for you.”

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Extended Ending
“That was actually the cutest thing you’ve said, oh my god,” Peter told you, stepping away from you to fall back onto the bed. You flopped down next to him and laughed. “We were having a cheesy moment, I wanted to add something to it!” You exclaimed.

Life line

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Namjoon X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request: Namjoon is walking home in the dark and he walks past a gate but he becomes caught off guard when you jump over the fence as if you were running from something. He becomes curious about you, sparking up a late night conversation with you.

Originally posted by jitaeme

The heavy breathing, the sound of your shoes hitting the ground under you, and the cold air of the night were all things that surrounded you. You couldn’t help but get your current situation out of your head. Things seemed to be even more tough lately and you felt as if you were almost at a breaking point. As you start to snap out of your own head you look in front of you to see a gate coming up and instead of stopping you just hoped over it. Your landing was everything but graceful, falling in front of a stranger. 

“Are you alright?” He asks.

You wince, feeling a sharp pain in your ankle. Your eyes move up to the man speaking to you as he pulled one of his head phones out. His hand extends out to you to help you up.


“I don’t see anyone else on the ground.” He said with a laugh.

You grab his hand apologetically when you realized how sweaty you were from running. He helps pull you up. 

“Is your leg okay? I didn’t expect someone to jump out at me. Wait, you’re a fan, huh?”

You titled your head in confusion. Fan? Was this guy conceded or what?

“Uh, No. It’s not really any of your business why I was out here. No offense I mean.”

Namjoon blushes embarrassingly when his words did come off as arrogant.

“Sorry, I just assumed because I’ve been followed before.”

You look him up and down. He was wearing mostly black clothes, holding a notebook in his hand along with his phone.

“I mean, you’re hot but I can’t say I know how you are. Thanks for helping me though.” 

You turn to start running again but he stops you.

“Wait. Are you busy? I’m a singer and I write a lot for the group i’m in and I was wondering if you could take a look at it so far.”

You turn your heels back to face him. “Yeah, I guess I could. Follow me though, okay?”

Namjoon nods as you lead him up the fire escape of some place. 

“Do you live in this building?” He asked, behind you.

“Nope.” You admit.

He doesn’t seem happy about going to someone else’s building but that didn’t stop him from climbing up to the roof with you. You sit down, patting the flooring next to you. He sits down and opens the notebook he’d been carrying. He sits back as you start to analyze the words of song he’d started to write. The words on the page came off as lonely and depressing but you kept reading, noticing his focus completely on you. 

“Are these lines all true?” You ask without looking up at him. 

“Some…” He confesses. 

“I think it’s good that you’re honest but do you think you should let your fans see this part of you?”

He sighs, as if he had been contemplating the same thought.

“I figured if I was willing to vulnerable instead of always putting up this dumb tough guy face like I used to then maybe they will think it’s okay to feel this way sometimes. I want them to know that I care when they tell me how much they struggled and that we can always get passed it. Of course there are limits being an idol and all. Like right now, I could probably get in trouble being alone with you at night.”

For the first time you make eye contact with him, taking in the sight of his gorgeous brown eyes.

“So why did you come up here with me?”

Namjoon shrugs. “I really needed the second opinion.”

“I think you should do it.” You said, finally stating your conclusion. 

“But so many things could backlash from this-”

You hand his notebook back, setting it into his lap.

“But it seems to me like music is your outlet. I think the reason you have fans might be because you’re so honest and willing to express yourself in music. Life isn’t short like everyone says but if you don’t do stuff that actually means to you then becoming something as creative as an artist seems like a waste, doesn’t it?”

He seemed so enthralled by the words coming from your mouth and nods in agreement. 

“You make a pretty good point.”

You flashed him a smile. “I tend to. It’s funny how other people’s situations are so easy to solve but your own just end up confusing you.”

Namjoon scanned your face, finding a glimpse of your own unhappiness. 

“Is life being hard on you too?” He asks.

You shrug. “Maybe. Otherwise I’m looking at this all wrong…It’s kinda comforting and strange that we both feel like this.”

He chuckled. “Yeah. There are plenty of people out there struggling and I guess when I think of that my job becomes more important to me. If I can make those who are hurting just feel a little bit better then everything else doesn’t matter.”

Standing up from your spot, you reach a hand out to him this time. “Which is why you should keep doing what you love. Let’s not get you in trouble, okay?”

His hand grabs a hold of yours and the both of you climb down from the rooftop. As he lands on the ground he turns to speak to you. 

“Oh, I never asked for your na-…me….”

He begins to realize you were no longer behind him, letting out a second sigh. He’s grateful for the advice but can’t help but become more curious about the passing stranger in the night. What an odd girl you seemed to him.

Never Forget You

YOU GUYS IM BACK! (Maybe.) Either way I wrote an imagine and its based off the song ‘Never Forget You’ by Zara Larsson. Definitely take a listen! Whenever I hear it I always think of Peter. Odd but true. Sad but kinda happy ending? (Kinda? Maybe? Who knows at this point TBH) I hope you enjoy!! 

Link to the song!
All the love,

I used to be so happy
But without you here I feel so low

“Shhh” the brunette with the light in her eyes whispers. “Just let her be..” She sighs sadly.
A few feet away you were crying and leaning against the cold dark stone.
This wasn’t supposed to happen
You let out small weak sobs. On a normal occasion you would never let anyone but Peter see you like this. You were powerful woman, but you felt so weak, and humiliated and broken, all at the same time.
You just wanted one last chance. To go back. Leave this awful town. Peter was right. They ruin everything and evil never wins.
He looked down at you with one of those heart melting smiles. Times like these you liked being light and full of love. You and Peter were perfect for each other. Always bad, always the odd one out in Storybrooke. No one was surprised when they found you kissing in a back booth at granny’s. You smile as uiu listen to the heart no one believed he had.
“Things are changing for us darling, soon we can forget about this town…” He kissed the top of your head as you held each for what would soon be the last time.

I watched you as you left but I can never seem to let you go
“Here we are one again… Papa” Rumplestiltskin holds him tightly and Peter tries to squirm.
“You always told me.. You proved to me! Love is weakness” he smirks.
You watch Peter struggle and struggle against David and Emma.
“Stop! We were leaving!” You cried and watched the situation unfold.
You can tell Peter is holding back and using ever inch of him to not retaliate.
“Do you have so many daddy issues that you can’t see it wasn’t my fault you lost belle?!” He yells back.
“Don’t say her name!!”
“Belle left you! I told her the truth! And she decided to leave you!” Peter smirks buy it soon falters. His eyes start to lose their light and you scream.
You’re forced to watch as the knife Rumple holds meets his chest. You sob and manage to catch him as he falls from his sons grip. He steps back and you hold Peter to your chest. You kissed his lips, and told him you loved him one last time, before you died with him.

‘Cause once upon a time you were my everything
It’s clear to see that time hasn’t changed a thing.

Days go by and each hour of every day you sit next to him. Hoping to feel him there. Hoping that he’ll some how come back to you.
But nothing ever changes.
He doesn’t come back.
He doesn’t kiss you.
He doesn’t hold you.
It’s as silent as ever.
Every day.
Every week.
Every month.
Each goes by as quick as a second and it’s always the same story.
He was gone.

It’s buried deep inside me but I feel there’s something you should know
Snow, charming and Emma gather at the end of the bar at granny’s and watch from afar as you sit in the back booth alone.
“We took her true love away, she will never be the same… She’s so miserable..” Snow sighs sadly. Emma pulls something out of her pocket and goes to the table. She sets it in front of you.
“Is that…?”
“Yes. It is. Take it, go to Neverland.. I think, you’ll find peace, there’s another if you want to ever come back. We can’t ever undo the damage we’ve done, but we can try to ease the pain that we’ve caused you…” she smiles slightly.
You set down some money to pay for the food then walk towards the door. Your hand falters over the door. Facing Emma you look at her with a nod,
“Thank you” it’s simple, but for Emma IYS more than enough. With another nod to Charming and Snow, you’re soon gone.

I will never forget you, till the day I die

Stepping onto the beaches of never land was… Surreal.
To be back home was comforting.
The longing you needed soon hit you like a ton of bricks. Emma was right, for once, it brought you some peace.
Lost boys emerge from the shadows of the jungle to attack, but their weapons lower quickly when they see you’ve returned.
After a long reunion and many memories, you slowly return to peters treehouse.
Everything was exactly the same.
His presence enveloped you, and it wasn’t in just one spot like in StoryBrooke.
He was everywhere.
Feeling sleep starting to consume you, you undo the bed and slip inside.
Curling up into his pillows and blankets was like being in his arms.
“Hello again Peter”