i apologize for how it turned out i really do

Imagine...Getting Hurt On A Hunt

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Request: Could you do a Dean x Reader where they can’t stand each other. Right before a hunt Dean tells her something and hurts her feelings. On the hunt, the reader gets hurt but doesn’t say anything because of what Dean told her. They arrive at the bunker and Dean notices that the reader is asleep and tries to wake her up but notices the blood and freaks out?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: language, mildish injury


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Boys Like Him

MASTERLIST

A/N: Everything I write at the moment doesn’t turn out how I want, so I apologize in advance for this. 

Word count: 3,143

I had been on tour with Shawn for about a month now and though we’d been dating for almost a year, I had never tagged along his tours before nor had I ever really gone to one of his shows, so sitting on the floor of the hotel room and doing my homework was a rather big step for us. Bringing me along and sharing this part of him was a rather big step for us. 

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I Think I’m in Love With My Tutor  (Newt x Ravenclaw!Reader)

**Not my gif**

Request:  Heyyyy!!!! First ilysm, second, can you do a newt x ravenclaw! reader and she is forced to tutor him for his bad subjects but they end up liking each other!! FLUFFY PLZTAHNK YOU - @just-a-bit-odd

THIS IS THE LONGEST FIC I’VE WRITTEN AT 1777 WORDS AND I LOVE IT TO PIECES I’M SO PROUD OF MYSELF AND I HOPE YOU ALL LOVE IT AS WELL


You were Y/N L/N, one of the brightest Ravenclaws at Hogwarts.  The top in all your classes and well-liked by your teachers and peers.

It was the end of your potions class.  You neatly tucked your book and quills into your bag and were on your way out the door, but your professor stopped you.

“Miss L/N?”

“Yes, professor?”

“It appears one of my Hufflepuff students has been struggling with his work.  If he fails my class, he’ll have to take it again.”

“And what do you need me for?” you questioned.

“Since you’re one of the best students, I figured you could tutor him.  I’ll gladly give you some extra credit for it, though I’m sure you don’t need it.

“Lovely.  Who is this boy?”

“Newt Scamander.”

Your mind starting racing.  Oh Merlin.  The adorable Hufflepuff with the freckles and always smells like cinnamon but no one knows why?  The one that loves nothing more than magical beasts and creatures?

“Miss L/N?”

You snapped out of your daze.  “What?  Oh–uh–yes, of course I’ll tutor him.”

“Thank you.  He tends to daydream during class.  Once he nearly dropped his baby bowtruckle… oh what’s its name… Stickett?  Kickett?  Something like that.  Starting tomorrow you will meet in the library an hour before dinner,” your professor finished.  

You nodded.  “I won’t let you down, professor.  But there is one more thing I need.”

“And what is that?”

“Could you write me a late pass?”

**Time skip to next day**

Your potions books were neatly stacked in your arms as you quickly made your way to the library.  You were very eager to see Newt, even though you were pretty sure he had never heard of you.

You are not going to make a fool out of yourself, Y/N!  You thought to yourself.

You kicked open the library door since you were holding books, which earned you a lovely “SHH!” and a stern glare from Madam Pince.  You flinched and mouthed a quick “sorry” and walked behind a bookshelf out of her sight to the table where you saw Newt sitting.  He appeared to be talking quietly to a tiny, green stick-like creature.

You set your books down, causing him to rapidly look up and the creature to scramble and bury himself in Newt’s breast pocket.

“O-oh, hello.  I didn’t see you there,” Newt said.

You smiled.  “I’m sorry I startled you and your… uh…  pet?”

Newt cocked his head and then realized what you were talking about.  “Oh!  That’s Pickett, my bowtruckle.  He has some attachment issues.”  Pickett popped his head out of Newt’s pocket at the sound of his name.  

“He’s quite adorable,” you replied, observing the bowtruckle.

The little bowtruckle made a tiny squeaking noise as to say “thank you.”

Newt smiled in the cutest, dorkiest way possible.  No one had ever complimented his creatures before.  “He likes you.”

“I would hope so,” you said.  “Now let’s get started on your studies, Newt.”

Newt all of a sudden flushed a deep shade of red.  “Uh… what if I told you I didn’t know your name…?”

You chuckled.  “No need to be embarrassed.  It’s Y/N L/N.”

“That’s very pretty…,” he whispered under his breath thinking you couldn’t hear him.

“What?  Did you say my name is pretty?”

Newt’s eyes got unbelievably large and his cheeks unbelievably pink.  “What?  Oh–uh–no!  I mean it is–but–!”

You cut him off with a giggle.  “It’s fine!  Don’t beat yourself up.”

Newt looked utterly relieved.

“So, shall we begin?”

**

You spent the next hour going over potion basics with Newt.

“Okay.  How long does it take to brew polyjuice potion?”

Newt knit his eyebrows.  “Isn’t it… ten minutes to twelve hours?” Newt answered

sounding unsure.

“Well… you’re close.  That’s how long the effects last.  To brew the actual potion takes one month,” you corrected in a kind tone.

“Sorry… potions has never been my best subject.”

“Don’t apologize.  Care of magical creatures has never been my best subject,” you said, trying to make him feel better.  “But I need to know this in order to help you learn.  Do you really just not understand potions at all or do you just not pay attention?”

Newt thought for a moment and then turned a light shade of crimson.  “I guess a bit of both…?”

Hearing this, Pickett popped out of his pocket and whacked Newt’s face with his slim, green twig-like arm before ducking back down.

“Newt.” You spoke in a stern tone.

He sighed.  “Fine!  I don’t pay attention… it’s not interesting to me.”

You nodded.  “I understand, but it’s important if you want to pass your N.E.W.T.S. and graduate.  It’d be kind of sad if you fail a test that literally has your name in it.  But that’s why I’m here, to make sure you ace it.”  You glanced at the dusty old clock on the wall.  It was time for dinner.  “Well, we ought to get going to the Great Hall.  Same time tomorrow?”

Newt nodded.  “Yes.  Thank you, Y/N.  For tutoring an idiot like me.”

“Newt!  Don’t say that to yourself.  By the time N.E.W.T.S. roll around, you’ll be a pro with potions.”

You closed your books, picked them up, and went on your way to the Great Hall.

Newt stayed seated, thinking.  When the professor told me I was being assigned a tutor, I didn’t expect it to be the lovely Ravenclaw girl that sits in front of me in Charms.  I wonder if she sees me the same way… Oh, Newton, what are you thinking?  This is just charity work.

**

The same time for the next two weeks, you met Newt in the library to read from your books and quiz Newt’s knowledge on potions.  But today you wanted more hands-on with potions.  You asked your professor if you could use the potions for what was next in your book: amortentia.  Your professor trusted you and granted you permission as long as you or Newt didn’t drink it and got rid of the extremely powerful love potion straight after.  Of course you accepted the rules; you would never use a potion to win someone’s heart.  You would hate knowing that someone loved you only because you drugged them.

The professor informed Newt of this location change during his class.

**Time skip**

You were patiently waiting in the potions room alone, standing beside a cauldron.  Originally you were going to get there early and have all the ingredients laying out and ready to be used, but you decided to leave that to Newt.  After all, he had to learn somehow.

After five minutes, Newt came stumbling through the door, panting.

“S-so sorry I’m late,” he panted.  “There was a–uh–incident, in the forest.”

You chuckled at how cute he looked.  “No worries.  Anywho, today I’ll be teaching you about amortentia.  You know what that is, right?”

He nodded.  “An extremely powerful love potion.”

You smiled.  “Correct.  Are you familiar with the ingredients?”

“Uh… I think I know two.  Ashwinder eggs and… peppermint?”

“You’re right.”  Newt grinned when he heard this.  “The others are rose thorns, powdered moonstone, and a pearl dust.  Now, would you please get them from the shelves?”  

Being a wizard and all, Newt whipped out his wand and accio-ed all the ingredients to him which he then placed on the table in a neat, orderly line.

You clapped your hands together.  “Wonderful!”  You grabbed one of your potions books and flipped the amortentia page and lay it out for Newt to see.  “I’m not going to help you brew it.”  

Newt’s face dropped a bit.

“However, I will let you know if you’re doing something wrong that could result in the deaths of both of us.  Got it?”

“Y-yes,” Newt answered, tad worried.

“Then go ahead get started.”

Surprisingly (but not so surprisingly since you’re the best tutor ever), Newt did everything right.  The amount of each ingredient was correct, and he stirred them in the correct way, counterclockwise.  Once he was finished, the potion was shiny and steam lifted in a spiral shape.

Newt set the ladle down.  “Did I do it right?”

You nodded and smiled.  “Perfectly!”  You leaned over the cauldron and inhales it’s scent.  “Hmm… F/S, F/S, and… huh… I can’t make out that last one… What does it smell like to you?”

Newt sniffed the potion.  “Clean wool, cocoa… and…,”  His eyes got large.

You looked at Newt with concern.  “Is something wrong?  What is it?”

Newt turned his gaze to the floor.  “Your hair…,” he whispered, nearly inaudible.

You blushed.  “It smells like my hair?” you said quietly.  Your mind was racing.  MERLIN I’m something he loves!!!

“Yes…” Newt replied just as quiet as last time.

You gently put a finger under his chin and tilted it up to look you in the eyes.  “That’s okay… because my third smell was your hair.”

Newt blushed immensely.  Pickett suddenly appeared out of his pocket and squeaked.  

What happened next was something you’d never thought Newt Scamander would do in a million years.  

Newt quickly leaned in and kissed you.  It only lasted a second before he pulled away to

look at you in complete silence.  But then you grabbed his collar and pulled him in for another kiss, this one longer and full of passion.  Newt’s hands feebly found there way to your waist (aw he’s such a cute muffin) while yours tangled themselves in his light brown curls.

When you had to pull away for air, you were all smiles.

“Y/N, you probably already realized this but… I love you,” Newt said.

“You should have seen me when I was told I was going to get to tutor you… I love you too, Newt.”

Pickett popped out again and made a mad squeaking noise.

You giggled.  “You too, Pickett.”

Newt looked at the clock.  “We’re five minutes late for dinner, we should get going.  I assume tomorrow’s session will be more… interesting?”

You raised your eyebrows and laughed.  “Wow, Newt.  And I thought you were innocent!  You go ahead to the Great Hall, I need to get rid of this amortentia.”

Instead of walking out the door, Newt came around behind you and wrapped his arms around you tightly, resting his chin on your head.  “I’m not leaving without you.”

“Aw, you’re so sweet.”

“And the Slytherins said I could never get a girlfriend,” he said and kissed your head.

You leaned back into his embrace.“Well, we’ll show them, won’t we?”

“Am I allowed to carry you to the Great Hall?”


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Life Without You

Part Two

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It was odd, really. He pretended that you meant nothing to him, like he’s never met you before. He gave you that warm smile, introducing himself, saying it was a pleasure to meet you. You would think that he would at least show some kind of emotion. Sadness, hurt, joy, anything. His lack of emotion was getting on your nerves.

Maybe he forgot who you were. No, no that couldn’t be it. He knew exactly who you were and what he was doing to you. The question is, why? Why is he torturing you? Did it give him some kind of sick pleasure?

Then it happened.

You didn’t expect it, at all. Your heart breaking into smaller pieces. This is my girlfriend, Megan. Megan, this is (Y/N), an old friend. An old friend? Is that all you were to him? You looked over at her, instantly regretting it. She was perfect, much skinnier than you, taller, prettier, absolutely stunning. Of course Harry would fall for someone as amazing as her and not you. You were boring, nothing unique. It hurt much more than you’d ever admit.

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Petals (ft. Hoseok)

Drabble Game Prompt 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”

hanahaki disease!au, extreme angst
4k words (oneshot)
→ what happens when the surgery doesn’t work?

A/N: WOAH ok…I realized after writing this that this deserves a story talk so please read that! I hope my first Hoseok story turned out okay :) 


The lights are piercing, shining too bright for a godless day like this. The nurses wheel you into a different ward that shares the same kind of lights, and you can see in the swinging doorway the faces of your close friends and family as they smile tearfully at your weak body atop of the gurney. 

But the sight of him makes your heart clench, waving at you and hugging your mom close as he meets your gaze from a few feet away, and the overwhelming need to throw up comes again. The bitter taste of the petals are already at the back of your throat. But you swallow it down, tears pricking your eyes as you calm down your breathing and focus on the sharp smell of alcohol that fills the surgery ward.

The nurse smiles at you from under her mask, her eyes crinkling as she stops the gurney and begins preparing her tools. “It’ll be over before you even know it. You’re very brave to be doing this procedure.” You nod, as she prepares the anesthesia and puts a mask over your mouth. 

“Alright, honey, can you count backwards from twenty please?” Other doctors and surgeons fill the room, and you can see on the second floor, that a few other doctors stand over the glass paneled room, watching.

You nod, and she smiles. 

“20, 19, 18, 17, 16,” you begin, faltering as you count, “15…14…13…”

And everything goes black, the taste of flowers still bitter at the back of your throat.

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Kitten: Part 2

Hi! I’m sorry to say there is no smut in this part but lots of fluffy bonding, I hope you like it! I don’t really plan on doing a part 3 but if I think of one I’ll definitely do write it! Please let me know how you all feel about it!


“We have a guest,” Kyungsoo groans, but he doesn’t move away from where we are tangled together on the large couch in his living room. I hum snuggling deeper into his side, not to happy about the idea of him getting up either. I’m completely exhausted from the hours of, um, activities with Kyungsoo. There is a knock on the door, we both glance at it. “Go away,” He snarls without hesitation.

“Hyung,” A familiar voice whines. I sniff the air and recognize the scent of the pale man I had seen the night before. “You owe me something for leading you to your mate.”

“You are lucky you aren’t dead.”

“Does it help if I say it’s work related?”

Kyungsoo scoffs, “You don’t work.”

“I’m coming in!” The younger announces, stupidly ignoring the horrifiying growl coming from his hyung. The door opens revealing the hot blonde I was expecting but in a neat suit compared to the shredded outfit from before. I click my tongue, he cleans up nice.

“Do you have a death wish?” Kyungsoo snarls, shifting slightly so I’m pressed up against the back of the couch, hidden from his brother.

The younger coughs awkwardly, “Sorry, I didn’t know you guys were naked.”

“What the hell do you want?”

“I just wanted to check in, the others were curious and you weren’t answering your phone…”

“Don’t you think there was a reason I was ignoring you?”

The younger huffs, “You never have very good reasons.”

“I have very important things to be doing!”

I chuckle, shoving Kyungsoo off me a bit to pop my head over the edge to smile at the blushing man, “Hello again.”

He jumps back a bit, “Um…Hello.”

“I’m the very important thing incase you were wondering,” I muse with a glance over my shoulder at a frowning Kyungsoo. “Why are you pouting?”

“I want him gone.”

“He’s your younger brother, stop being so hostile Kyungsoo. We can’t just block out the whole world.”

“He tried,” The brother muses. “Called into work, took all week off, turned off his phone, put extra security around the building, he really tried.”

“Yet here you are,” Kyungsoo snarls once again. “I figured you would have gotten the hint that I want some alone time with my mate.”

“Is he always like this?” I ask his brother.

He nods, “Yea but this is a bit more extreme than usual and you can assume why.”

“An unmated alpha in the room with a naked omega, I can understand.”

“That reminds me, the others want to meet her,” He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Not a chance in hell,” Kyungsoo deadpans.

“Who are the others?” I whine at Kyungsoo, “Why can’t meet them?”

His eyes shift to me and automatically soften, “Because Kitten, I don’t want those dirty wolves anywhere near you. At least not for awhile, I want to keep you all to myself for as long as I can.”

“You can’t just keep me locked in here.”

He chuckles, “Says who?”

“Kyungsoo,” I warn.

“Okay, Kitten I’m just kidding. At least, sort of… That reminds me we need to talk about a few things. You,” He looks back to his brother, “You need to leave.”

His brother his whole time has been watching our interaction with wide eyes, “She called you by your name… no oppa or ssi… no formal speaking at all… how old is she?”

“I’m 23!” I answer happily.

His jaw drops, pointing a finger at me and stomping his feet, he looks like an upset child, “And you don’t speak formally to me either!”

I look to Kyungsoo confused, “What’s the big deal? He can’t be that much older than me, can he?”

My mate chuckles, “He is almost 900 years old.”

“What?!” I yell, nearly jumping to my feet if not for his arm around my waist. “Than how old are you?”

“Use that brain of yours, you are a smart little kitten. You know a lot about our politics and rules, how old could I be?”

My jaw drops, “To be a council member you have to at least be… 800 years old…”

“My smart kitten,” He muses, rubbing our noses together before nosing along my jaw to my neck.

“This is making me sick,” The brother pretends to throw up.

Kyungsoo glares at him, “Than go. I’ll consider taking her to the pack house later this week but for now, I’m keeping her here.”

“Fine. But if Chanyeol hyung pops up and mobs the girl in excitement, I warned you.” He turns back and grips the door handle, “One last thing, they need your signature on a few things before today is over.”

Kyungsoo groans, “Why didn’t you just bring them with you?”

“I forgot.”

The next roar has the younger scrambling out the door, I chuckle as he goes. My mate groans once again, shifting himself closer to me and burying his face into my neck. My fingers tangle through his hair, “So what are these things we need to talk about?”

“How about we talk over breakfast? I can’t have you starving on my watch,” He kisses me softly before standing up, leaving the blanket with me, confident in his naked existence. I watch him disappear down a hallway and emerge a few minutes later wearing a pair of black boxers with a shirt in his hand. “Arms up,” He commands softly, even though he didn’t use his alpha voice I quickly obey and throw my hands above my head so he can slide the shirt on for me. It’s obviously his, I crawl over the back of the couch to follow him into the kitchen, noticing how the hem of the shirt reached my mid thigh. His wolf notices to and purrs in approval.

“What’s for breakfast?” I plop down in one the tall chairs at the breakfast bar.

“Nothing too fancy, eggs, toast and fruit sound okay?” He pulls out a fry pan and some eggs from the fridge.

I nod, “Better than what I usually eat. Do you need any help with anything?”

He hums eyeing up the knife block on the back counter, “How good are you with knives?”

“I have worked in a kitchen before, I know my way around them, what do you need me to cut?”

“There is a watermelon in the fridge, if you want to grab the cutting board from under the middle cabinet, I’ll grab the melon.”

I jump up from my seat and find the cutting board in seconds, taking note of all of his fancy pans and appliances. “You cook a lot don’t you?” I question once I have my station set up, a large knife in my hand. He sets the decent sized melon in front of me before quickly rushing back to the stove where the eggs are cooking.

“I find it relaxing.”

I hum as I quickly chop the melon into triangles. It doesn’t take him long to finish the eggs and grab a few slices of bread. It all feels weird, so domestic, like we’ve done this a million times before. My heart flutters in my chest, something he quickly notices, he stops and looks at me with concern in his eyes.

“Are you okay?”

I smile up at him, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing those beautiful lips softly, “I’m completely over the moon.”

He fights with himself to pull away from the kiss, “Eat first. I know were tigers are strong but you need to eat.” He pulls me back to where I was sitting before, placing a plate with two fried eggs, a slice of bread, and a couple slices of watermelon, he stares at me expectantly.

“You eat too.” It only takes him a moment to make his own plate and take the spot next to me. We eat for a few minutes in silence, just enjoying the others company when I remember, “So what are these things we need to talk about?”

“Well firstly I would like to apologize for being such an ass last night. As an older man I should have been in control of my wolf and should have stopped myself from basically kidnapping you last night.”

I shrug, “I went willingly. There is no need to apologize. No matter how old you are, you got excited when you saw me, I get it. My friend’s mate was no different when they met.”

He nods, obviously thankful for my understanding, “So I wanted to ask you a few questions that I should have asked last night. Like what is your surname?”

I chuckle realizing we really haven’t done a proper introduction, I turn to him with my hand out, “Kim, Kin Eunbi, and you are?”

“Do Kyungsoo,” He shakes my hand with a small smile.

“Well Kyungsoo, as an old man what do you do? Seems like it will be important.”

He nods, “I am the head of the Do group. CEO Do industries.”

I click my tongue, “Wow, my mate is pretty damn impressive.”

“And you are a dancer?”

“Lets not talk about me now, my life just looks sad compared to yours.”

“I have had a long time to get my life together, you are still just a little kitten. You have plenty of time to grow.”

“Thanks for inspirational words. Next question.”

“Of course, I hope you don’t mind my asking but about your ears…” He stares at them for a moment, I forgot that my wig had fallen off last night. My hands automatically go up to caress the soft fur. He watches me, his hand twitches in his lap making me chuckle.

“You can touch them,” I lean my head towards him. He is hesitant at first but once I lean closer he lets one hand graze them slightly. A purr begins to go off in my chest as his fingers gently caress one of my ears. “When I was little something happened to one of my human ears and I got scared and was only able to partially transform at the time, hence cat ears. I have tried getting them back to normal but I can’t so I just wear wigs to get people to stop staring,” I shrug.

He hums, staring at them with some kind of adoration in his eyes.

“Any other questions?”

“I was wondering about how you wanted to do things after today,” He looks down at his food, suddenly bashful.

“What do you mean?” I frown, thrown by the question. He made if very clear last night and this morning that there is no if, ands, or buts, about it, we are mates. Did he not want me as a mate? Did he want me to leave or something?

“What I said earlier, about keeping you here all week, I don’t want that-”

My heart stops. I can’t my mouth to open, I just stare at him, is he rejecting me?

He gives me a side glance when my breath hitches, “Please don’t be mad, it’s just how wolves are. We are possessive creatures when it comes to our mates. If you don’t want to move in that’s-“

“Wait a minute, move in? I thought you were going to kick me out!” I snarl, ready to murder him for giving me a heart attack.

“No, no, no, of course not!”

“Well you just said you don’t want to keep my here all week.”

“I want to keep you here forever!”

“Oh.” Now I feel like an idiot.

“I just don’t know how to say it without sounding like some crazy obsessive beast.”

“How about saying, ‘hey, we are mates, how about you move in since we are destined to be together forever anyway?’”

He pouts, “I didn’t know how well over that would go.”

“Well better than sounding like you were trying to get rid of me.”

He turns to me, “I would never try to get rid of you Kitten, understand? We are mates, you are going to be lucky to get away from me at all, okay?”

“I understand.”

“Good,” He kisses the top of my head. “So is that a yes?”

“I need to talk to my roommate first. I’m 100% sure her boyfriend would take over my half of the rent but I also want to let her know that I didn’t die.”

“We don’t have to go today,” He almost whines.

“Soo,” I warn when his hand slides up my thigh, “If we don’t her and her boyfriend are going to go to all alpha and murder someone trying to find me.”

He sighs, “Fine.”

“Now the only probably is I need some clothes since mine aren’t even whole enough to be consider clothes anymore, not that they were much before.”

“Just wear mine.”

I shrug.

He goes back into his room while I finish my breakfast, I’m not surprised that his plate is already empty, freaking wolves. He returns five minutes later in another nice suit with a pair of sweatpants in his hand.

I groan at the sight of him, “Why do you get to look so hot while I look like a bum?”

“I have to stop at my office on our way back so the suit is required. Plus I love the idea of you wearing my clothes everywhere,” He hums coming to stand in front of me. His hands rest on the breakfast bar, locking me in place, “Tells everyone who you belong to.”

I have to bite my lip to keep myself from whimpering. I push him away with all of my strength, only getting him a foot or two away, “We don’t have tome to go another round right now.”

He straightens his suit and clears his throat awkwardly, a pink hue gracing his cheeks, “You are very right. We should get going.” He hands me the pants, allowing me to pull them on myself. His eyes scan the doorway and down the hall, “Where are your shoes?”

I scoff, “I didn’t have any. I was being dragged along barefoot.”

Without a word he scoops me up bridal style and carries me out of the apartment. We take same path as last night, down the hallway, down the elevator and into the, I’m assuming, private garage. He gently places me in the passenger’s side seat before closing the door and going to his own door, grumbling something under his breath.

“What was that sir?” I raise a brow at him as he begins driving.

“I’m damning myself to the lowest part of hell for being too angry to even realize that you didn’t have shoes on last night. I pulled you across that dirty club floor and parking lot, there could have been anything on that floor! Glass, needles, vomit, anything!”

I laugh, “You worry way too much.” I place a hand on his thigh, “Kyungsoo I’m fine. I can handle walking barefoot, it’s actually what I prefer, you know basically being a cat and all. Now lets for get about it and turn here!” I frantically point to the left, realizing he has no idea where I live. I feel like we’ve known each other forever, not that we just met last night. He turns and listens quietly as I babble on, giving him directions as needed. You can tell the moment we switch to the slum of Seoul. I sense his anxiety rising, noting his hands tight grip on the wheel but choose to ignore it. I know I live in a dangerous area for a small girl but it’s all my friend and I could afford so I didn’t have much of an option. When we pull up to my building Kyungsoo is fuming.

“You live here?” His distaste and concern is written all over his face.

I sigh, “Yes, I know it’s shitty but it’s all I can afford, now do you want to stay in the car or-“

“You don’t think I’m letting you go in there alone do you?”

“Of course not,” I roll my eyes, “It’s not like I haven’t been doing it for the last three years.” He climbs out faster than me and once again picks me up like a princess. He carries me up the three flights of stairs and down the dirty hall littered with trash, his nose scrunched up in disgust. It only gets worse when we reach my door and I stretch my hand out to knock only to get pulled away right away after. Kyungsoo snarls, his teeth bared, eyes fixed on the door, his arms around me tighten. “Whoa there boy what’s with the teeth?”

His eyes glow red, “There is another alpha inside. The whole place reeks of him.”

“It’s-” The door rips open revealing another snarling alpha, this one a bit more familiar. “Yongguk oppa!” The other alpha’s eyes scan the situation in front of him for a  moment before yet another alpha appears, this one smaller, “Hyorin!”

“Eunbi!” My friend yells happily, reaching for me only to be pulled away by her mate. “Ya!”

“Who the hell are you?” Yongguk snarls.

“I was about to ask you the same thing. Heel mutt,” Kyungsoo seethes back, his eyes glowing more intense. Two alphas seem to enter a trance automatically going down on one knee and tilt their heads to the side, bearing their necks.

“What in the world is going on?” I demand, slapping Kyungsoo’s chest lightly.

“It’s a trick you pick up as an older alpha, you can make younger or weaker wolves submit without fighting.”

“Well stop. This is my roommate, and best friend, Hyorin, and her mate Yongguk. They are both very nice people.”

He growls again, “His scent is all over this place.”

“Yea, it’s how we keep other alphas away, Yongguk is pretty strong, at least I thought he was, he has helped me out a lot so stop this.”

“Fine,” He grumbles, he stops growling allowing his eyes to go back to normal ad allowing my friends to snap out of their trance. Hyorin shakes herself out of it before glaring at Soo, she reaches for me but once again I’m pulled away. “No touching.”

“Soo,” I whine kicking my legs, “Let me down.”

“Bi, you going to explain who this strange wolf carrying you is?” She questions.

“Oh yea! Oppa, Hyorin, this is my mate Kyungsoo. We met last night at the club.”

Hyorin nods, “And also broke a bouncer’s hand.”

“Yea he did…”

Soo pouts, “It’s because he was going to take you away.”

“I know, don’t worry, it’ll be fine.”

“So, mate?” Yongguk eyes the older man up.

“Does this mean you are going to move out?” My friend pouts.

“Yea, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize,” Her mate smiles, “I can finally get her to move in with me and you both can get out of this dump.”

“Great, now that all of that is settled, grab your things so we can go,” Kyungsoo finally puts me down past the thresh hold.

“What’s the rush?” Hyo muses, wrapping an arm around me almost possessively. “I would like to get to know the man who swooped up my best friend. You are an old powerful alpha from what I can tell, who exactly are you?”

He doesn’t answer, just glowers at her.

“Do Kyungsoo,” I answer.

Her eyes go wide, both her and Yongguk take two large steps away from me. “Do Kyungsoo? As in the councilmen?”

“Yes?” I look at him confused, “How big of a deal is that for other wolves?”

“Bi! You aren’t speaking formally to him! What the hell?” She warns, full of panic.

“Soo?”

“It’s a big deal to other wolves but please don’t worry about it,” He admits but shrugs it off. “Now please gather your things. Are you going to need help?”

“No, I don’t have much. You should come along anyway,” I hold my hand out to him, which he quickly takes. I lead him through the small apartment into my tiny bedroom which only has room for a twin sized bed and a dresser. I grab my only large duffle bag and begin cleaning out my drawers.

“How long have you know them?” He asks suddenly. I turn around to see him sitting on the edge of my bed, his eyes fixated on me like usual.

“Um, for about six years now. I met Hyorin in high school and she met Oppa right after we graduated.”

“You seem really close.”

I nod, “We were all we really had at the time.”

“What about your family?”

I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, “My dad, who is a were, hooked up with my mom and ran away right after she found out she was pregnant with me. My mom took care of me until the whole thing with my ears happened. She didn’t want to be know as the woman with the freak child so she gave me up when I was about 5. After that I went to a home for were children and I just kind of took care of myself after that.”

He is right behind me in a second, his arms wrapping around me tightly, pulling me into a soothing hug, “I’m so sorry Kitten.”

I shrug, “I’m over it now.”

He kisses my shoulder a few times before licking the bite mark on my neck, “You will never have to deal with things like that again.”

“I know,” I turn around in his embrace and kiss his lovely lips softly, “Thank you.”

……………..

“Wow,” I whistle at the sight of the massive building across the plaza. “That’s yours?”

He nods proudly, “My office is on the top floor. Over there,” He points to another skyscraper on the left, “Is Kim Industries. They are our partners and pack members. Than over there on the right is Wu, our Chines pack members. Behind them is Park.”

“All of them are part of your pack?”

“Yes, the Wu’s have four sons, Park two, Kim also four, and that leaves Do with two also.”

“So the twelve men in the council are you and your friends?”

“Yes, now do you want to come in with me?” He offers but looking down at my outfit I grimace and shake my head. I changed at my place but my outfit probably doesn’t fit the requirements to go inside, even with the boss on my arm.

“Next time I’ll wear something more appropriate so you can show me off without me feeling like an idiot.”

He chuckles, “You look absolutely beautiful.” His eyes scan over my pale blue jean and ratty black t-shirt down to my black heels and looks at me with so much adoration I feel like I’m wearing a ball gown with a full face a makeup.

“Thanks Soo but I’m just going to wander around the plaza for a few minutes, stretch my legs and enjoy some fresh air before we get home and lock ourselves in again,” I smirk at how his breath hitches and his eyes flash red.

“I’ll be back as fast as possible,” We both get out of the car, he walks with me to the center of the plaza but I shoo him away to do his work. He is hesitant to go but after a few kisses and a kick to the butt I get him going. The minute he is gone I feel eyes on me. I am out of place in the business centric plaza but I ignore the looks and begin to take a small stroll around the area. My eyes scan over the tall building that belongs to one of his pack members, Kim, I believe, before wandering over to Wu and even glancing back at Park. I thought they would all be the same boring inside but each has their own style, ranging from modern to classic to edgy. I feel tempted to wander inside but from the dirty looks I’m getting from the receptionists through the glass I have a feeling I’m not welcomed. Staring up at the top of Soo’s building I wonder if he’s watching me now or if he’s focused on work. I don’t feel the tingling down my back like I usually do when he stares so I go with the latter. So distracted by my thoughts I don’t notice the man on his phone walking my way until we are slamming into each other.

“Sorry,” I mumble stepping away quickly, noting it’s another wolf and don’t want his scent anywhere near me.

“Bi?” A familiar voice muses.

I look up and automatically grimace at the sight of an old customer, “Hello Jay.”

“What are you doing here?” He grins wide at me, completely ignoring my obvious distaste for him. We ended our client dancer association after I found out he was mated to a pretty little wolf, actually I ended it after she came to the club bawling. The alpha didn’t seem phased by his mate’s tears, he makes me feel disgusted with myself for not seeing his asshole ways earlier.

“I’m waiting for my mate,” I answer sharply.

He sniffs me, “Do I smell a wolf on you?”

“Yes,” I grit out between my teeth when he takes a step closer. Forcing me back a few more. “He should be back soon so get out of here. We are no longer acquaintances.”

“I would say we were more than acquaintances.”

“No. You were my customer until I banned you from the club, now we are nothing. Got it? I have a mate.”

He rolls his eyes at me, “Cats don’t have mates, you know that. It’s a wolf thing. Who is this wolf you fucking? Is he good? I thought you wouldn’t do it with a wolf? Are you expanding your clientele? Could I get a little taste?” He winks at me, making me feel sick, “How much?”

I growl at him, “No. I have never had sex for money, we both know that. Remember all the times I turned your nasty ass down? I have a mate now so I will be finding a different job so mind your own god damn business and get on with your life.”

“You can’t talk to me like that you little-” He is cut off by a horrifying snarl from over my shoulder. An arm wraps around my shoulders, it’s a tall handsome man with sharp features, his teeth bared at the man who had been yelling at me. Jay gulps but tries to put on a brave face, “Back off man I’m talking to the bitch.”

Another man appears, this one just as tall with bags under his fierce eyes, “Watch your mouth mutt,” He snarls. His hand is on the back of Jay’s neck, squeezing until Jay yelps in pain and drops to his knees. “Apologize. Now.”

“Who the hell are you guys?” Jay whimpers. I realize more attractive men in suits have surrounded us, each looking absolutely pissed, eyes glowing red, fangs peeking out from their upper lips. Even with their deadly aura I feel completely safe under this man’s arm. Not as warm and safe as I feel with Soo but it’s similar. I notice one familiar face.

“Do you really need to ask?” The man holding on to me growls.

Jay studies them for a moment, his face pales, confirming my thoughts.

“You are the council,” We both mumble together.

“Yes. Now I’ll say it one more time before I rip your head off for attacking a council member’s mate. Apologize.”

Jay presses his forehead to the ground, crying loudly, apologizing just as loudly. I roll my eyes, what a bitch. I sigh and look up at the one hanging on me, “If I threaten him will you back me up?”

He chuckles, “Happily.”

I smirk as I crouch down closer to where Jay is bawling. Feeling brave I tap the back of his head, “Stop your bawling and look at me.” He slowly obeys, only peeking up at me, “I will forgive you on one condition.”

Jay nods eagerly.

“Stop being a piece of shit. IF I hear tat you cheated on your mate one more fucking time I will murder you. She did nothing to deserve your shit. I have known my mate for under 24 hours and it destroys me to think about doing that to him or him doing that to me. So get a fucking heart, okay?”

He nods.

“Good, now scram.”

Jay is on his feet rushing away faster than I ever thought possible, leaving me with the eleven men who came to my rescue. I bow to them deeply, “Thank you.”

The tallest chuckles, “Doesn’t really look like you needed us.”

I shrug, “It’s always good to have some muscle.”

“So you are our Kyungsoo’s mate,” Another tall one hums, this one has much softer, even child like features.

“Yes, you are his pack.”

“Yes, we are.”

“You must be head alpha,” I note, staring down the tallest.

“I’m Kris Wu,” He bows his head slightly. “How could you tell?”

“You have this thing about you, screams head alpha.”

“I take it you are a were cat,” Another speaks, this one looks young but carries himself like an older man, and by the way the others separate for him I’m going with much older.

“Tiger,” I point out, flashing my blue eyes.

“Those are interesting,” He muses coming closer to get a better look at my ears. I move them slightly making him jump back like a child. Three others come closer to stare at them as well.

“I’m Eunbi by the way,” I smile at them.

“Minseok.”

“I’m Chanyeol!”

“Baekhyun!”

“Jongdae,” One with a Cheshire like grin bows his head. I scan the other six who have yet to say a word.

“I already know you,” I smirk at the blond man slowly creeping up.

“There you go again,” He huffs.

“You are the only one who seems to have a problem with it.”

“What?” Baekhyun glances between us confused.

“See Baekhyun doesn’t even notice it.”

“That’s not an excuse!”

“Sehun what are you whining about now?” Kyungsoo finally appears. I beam at him and rush over into his open arms.

“Soo,” I playfully whine, casting a glare at Sehun, “Sehunnie is being mean.”

“I am not!”

“He is the youngest isn’t he?” I suddenly realize why it must be bugging him.

“How can you tell?” A pretty doe eyed man snorts.

“Is he always this childish?”

The man nods, before narrowing his eyes on me, not in a pissed way, more amused than anything, “Oh.”

“There you go,” I chuckle.

“What?” Baekhyun joins in on the whining.

“Come on Baekhyun, you can figure it out,” I stare at him for another moment before his jaw drops.

“Oh!”

“Oh?” Sehun pouts. “She just gets an oh? No scolding or punishment? You guys would murder me if I did that!”

The others slowly catch on, Kris is chuckling at the realization, “How the hell did I not realize she was speaking informally?”

“How old are you?” Minseok questions with the same amusement.

“23,” Soo and I both respond.

“She is going to fit in well here,” Kris sighs.

“Fit in?” I look to Soo confused.

“As my mate, you are now part of our pack,” He kisses my temple.

“So that’s why all of you came rushing over, to help a pack member?”

Kris nods, “Since you are a mate the protectiveness we feel will be more intense until the rest of us find mates.”

“Wow none of you have mates? Aren’t you all really old?”

The pretty man chuckles, “You sure are something.”

Kyungsoo wraps his arms around me tight, “Yes, you sure are. You are all mine, little kitten.”

“Enough of that mushy stuff,” A tan man grimaces at us.

“Jongin is just mad he doesn’t have mate do that with,” A sweet man glares at the younger.

“You are too Yixing hyung.”

“Okay guys that’s enough,” Another calms the two, “I’m Suho, second in command, it’s nice to meet you.” The man tries to shake my hand but Soo pulling me away makes him roll his eyes. The other’s all come forward, greeting me with big smiles and attempts at hugs but stop when Kyungsoo begins kicking them away. I just chuckle as they cause a massive amount of chaos in the plaza, causing people to run away.

“As alpha of the pack,” Kris says gaining everyone’s attention, he smirks at me, “I’m happy to welcome you to the pack, Kitten,”

Originally posted by smileysoo

Fuck you bagel lady

I work at a very well known bread company that rhymes with splanera, and let me tell you I have some stories. This one in particular, however, is about a lady that came in the other night.

It was 8:00 PM when she came in and she wanted a bagel pack (13 bagels and 2 tubs of cream cheese). She initially seemed annoyed that we didn’t have many bagels left to choose from (it’s 8:00…) but she kept her mouth shut about that. So she orders like 6 different kinds of bagels and she wants them all sliced, which is fine, but we don’t have a bagel slicer so it has to be done by hand, which takes a while.

So this particular night we only had 2 cashiers working the front, which means that when I left to grab the bagels only my coworker (we’ll call her E) was left to handle the small line forming. So I start slicing and E calls over to me “Hey, this gentleman just ordered a plain bagel, since you’re over there could you throw one on the toaster?”. It takes 2 seconds so I quickly grab the bagel, throw it on, and resume filling this lady’s order.

The first problem was the cream cheese. We have 2 sizes, 2 oz and 8 oz. The bagel pack is supposed to come with two 8 oz tubs, but we didn’t have the kind she wanted in the 8 oz. Normally in this situation we just replace the tubs with the equivalent in 2 oz containers, but when I asked she went on a mini rant about how “No that is Absolutely Not™ okay, once the cream cheese is open it’s open..” and blah blah blah. So I take a deep breath and ask her to pick a different flavor.

Here’s where it gets fun. I throw the cream cheese in the bag and go to hand it to her with my very best fake smile. I start to say “Have a great ni-” “Just so you know..” she starts, and I have to resist the urge to roll my eyes as far back as possible. “Yes?” I ask, hoping it won’t be bad but knowing it will be. “I get that you’re trying to help out your coworker and all but that man with the bagel shouldn’t have gotten his order before me! I came in first, so he should have to wait for his order!” I started trying to explain that multitasking is a thing and it’s part of my job but she kept cutting me off and telling me how E and I were very disrespectful employees and that in the future we should understand how to treat customers with the respect they deserve and learn how to do our jobs. So like any retail employee who just wants a customer out of their face, I profusely apologized until she left. But when she left she said something in such a way that I could tell she REALLY thought it was gonna cut deep and hurt me personally.

“It’s fine. I’m just not feeling very appreciated right now.”

And she turns on her heels and leaves, leaving me and E to stifle our laughter until she was out the door. She really thought she was gonna get me good with that one. How will I ever go on living knowing that each and every one of my customers don’t feel personally appreciated.

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You’d always catch his gaze upon you, shying away as he tossed you a playful wink.
You’d know you shouldn’t think anything of it, yet it’d be difficult to hide the blush that crept along your cheeks.

Day by day, week by week, you became hyper-sensitive to his presence, reading into every word and movement for a subtext. He was friendly with everyone… Were you special? Did you misread his friendly playfulness as flirting?

Your mind was drawn elsewhere as you came to find a stick of gum neatly tucked inside your desk, the wrapper decorated of cute characters along with the brand. Each time you’d turn it over you’d come to find a message scrawled across the back.
‘You always look cute, but today especially.’
‘Study hard! If it’s you, you can do it!’
They ranged from compliments to words of encouragement. Your mind raced with thoughts of who it could be, collecting the wrappers to show your friends.

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Mark:

You have been studying like crazy for all the upcoming tests you have, forgetting about taking care of yourself. The stress has kept you awake, deciding to just keep studying.

Mark opened your door, walking towards the bed. He crawls on top of you and gives you a kiss.

Ah! Mark!

He freezes. “What?

Please get off carefully, you are going to mess up my papers.

He glances around to see your bed covered in notes and textbooks. He looks back to your face. “Are you okay? You seem really stressed, and you look pale.” He puts his hand your forehead.

You grab his hand. “I’m fine. Please leave.

Not until you eat something.

Fine, get off me.

Mark crawled off. You stood up, feeling super dizzy.

Y/n?

You clutched Mark’s arm. You grip loosened as you started to fall, your vision going dark. 

He caught you before you touched the floor. He sat there for awhile, patting your face to see if you would wake up. When you did wake up, he would be disappointed that you didn’t take care of yourself.

Y/n, your health is more important than some tests.

Mark, but these tests matter!

So do you! I want you to eat and go to bed. You need it. You can study tomorrow if you need to, but no more for now.

Okay.

Take care of yourself.

Originally posted by yiien

JB:

You and JB decided to go on a run together, since it was a nice day out.

Y/n, I really think you should take a water bottle.

I said that I don’t want to. Carrying that around is going to be a pain in the butt.

You know what’s going to be a pain in the butt? When you get dehydrated, and start complaining and begging for my water.

I’ll be fine! I have drank plenty of water today!

He rolled his eyes. “If you say so.

Later~

You were panting hard and cramping up, your pace slowing.

Do you need a drink of water honey?” JB asked smirking, holding out his water.

No.” You lied. You were way too stubborn to admit you were wrong, even if the world was kicking your ass for it. You felt dizzy and it was getting harder for you to breathe. Everything turned black.

Jaebum saw you starting to fall and caught you before your head hit the ground. “Woah.” He sat down and fanned you, waiting for you to wake up. When you did, he gave you a ‘really?’ look.

What?” You croaked.

He handed you his half full water bottle. “Just drink the damn water.

Originally posted by saranghaeyojw

Jackson:

You decided that you wanted to exercise with Jackson, and he was all for it. After all, you’ve been trying to be healthier.. you just might’ve worked yourself too hard.

You started off with a mile on the treadmill and moved to weights. You did a few stretches and decided to go back to the treadmill. Before you could make your way over, Jackson grabbed your arm.

Hey babe, maybe you should slow down. You don’t look to well.

Jackson, I’m fine. It’s not like you slow yourself down either.

I take breaks when I need to. I’m just telling you to pace yourself more or take a break here and there.

Jackson-

I’m just saying to be careful. If you don’t feel okay, stop.

Okay, Jackson.

You hopped on the treadmill and turned the speed up, Jackson’s words flying out the window. Your breath was staggered and you felt crappy, in a sick way. Your sight went black.

Jackson rushed over, turned off the treadmill, and laid you down. He checked for bruises and any injuries. He sat for a few minutes, waiting if you would wake up on your own. When you did, he would scold you.

What were you thinking? Y/n, I told you to pace yourself. Why didn’t you listen to me?

Tears started to fill your eyes and your voice was shaking. “I’m sorry. I-I just wanted to be healthy, a-and-” You began to cry.

Jackson pulled you into a hug. “You’re okay. You can be healthy, but when you push yourself to that extent, it is not healthy. Be careful y/n, if you got more hurt.. I don’t know what I would do.

Okay.” You said wiping your tears. “Did I fall off the treadmill?

Yes.

Oh my god.. I probably looked like such an idiot.” Tears started to fill your eyes again, knowing that you most likely looked ridiculous.

Jackson started to laugh. “Come on y/n, don’t cry! Calm down, it was only us two. I mean, it didn’t look graceful, but you didn’t die! So, that’s a plus!

I guess.

He held up your hand to high five it. “That’s the spirit!

Originally posted by magiccastles

Jinyoung:

Your work has been so demanding this past week, forcing you to bring some home too.

You sat at your desk staring blankly at the computer screen. You have a headache and feel weak. You would take a break, but you need to get this project done. You heard the door open.

Oh, hey Jinyoung.” You smiled.

Hi.” He bent down to give you a kiss. When he came back up, he expression became concerned. He lightly grabbed your face. “Are you okay? You look weak.

I don’t know what you are talking about.” You took his hand off of your face.

You’re eyes look bloodshot and you seem tired.” He put his hands up on his waist and straightened his posture. “Have you been eating? How long having you been doing this?

Not that long.” You lied, ignoring his first question.

Y/n-

Jinyoung, I have a lot of work to do, so I would really appreciate it if you left me alone.” You snapped, regretting it when you saw Jinyoung’s face become blank.

Fine.” He walked out, closing the door roughly behind him. You got up, going to apologize to Jinyoung. Your legs gave out beneath you, causing you to slam into the ground. “Y/n? Y/n!” When Jinyoung opened the door, your vision started to blur. “Come on Y/n! Stay-” Everything turned black.

You woke up in the hospital, lights burning your eyes. You look over to see Jinyoung with his head in his hands.

Jinyoung.” His head snapped up.

Why did you lie to me? Just so you know, I called in sick for your work for the next few days.

But Jinyoung, I have a job to-

Screw the job! You come first! Y/n, you could quit your job and live off me, as long as your healthy I’m fine. I care about you, you should care for yourself too.

That’s kind of selfi-

Eating and getting enough sleep is not selfish! It’s making sure you fucking live! I’m really concerned about you, Y/n. Please don’t do shit like that again.

Okay.” You whispered.

He sighed and pulled you into a hug. “Please, please take care of yourself.

Originally posted by j-miki

Youngjae:

You went on a hike with friends, too bad it was really hot that day.

You and Youngjae were at the back of the group, since the heat was starting to slow you down.

Youngjae, why is it so hot?

It’s summer.

Yeah, well it’s too hot.

He smiled. “I’m sorry your majesty, is there something I could do?

Make it winter.

I can’t do that. Do you want some water? It looks like you need it.

Are you saying I look like crap?

You look sick.

After he said that, nausea hit you. The world spun and went black.

You woke up in a hospital. You turned to see Youngjae sleeping in a chair.

Youngjae.” You touched his arm. “Hey, Youngjae.

He opened his eyes and sat up. When he saw that you were up, his face brightened. “You’re up.” He gave you a hug and held your hand.

Yes. I am.. Why am I in hospital?

You fainted. Y/n, we are never going on a hike again.

Okay, fine by me.

He laughed. “Of course it is.

Originally posted by softseong

BamBam:

You have been trying to get in shape for this past week. You’ve been going hard at it, this time it just caught up with you.

You were swinging left and right, each time slowly having less of an impact on the punching bag. You did a final punch and hung on to the punching bag, feeling weak. You sucked in a breath and fell to your knees, collapsing on floor. Your vision went black.

You heard a muffled voice, it started to clear up.

Y/n! Come on, wake up.” You opened your eyes to see BamBam’s face. “Oh thank god!” He pulled you into a hug. “What the hell happened?

I-I don’t know.. I was just exercising.

Are you working yourself to hard?” You looked down, breaking eye contact with him. “Y/n.. I don’t mind if you want to work out, but you should not push yourself that hard.

But-

But nothing. There’s no excuse for that. Y/n, I honestly don’t even think it’s necessary for you to work out. You are perfect to me. The only reason I kept my mouth shut was because I thought you were trying be healthy. Be careful. Seriously, what if I didn’t find you so fast? What would’ve happened?

I don’t know..

Come here.” He pulled you into another hug.

Originally posted by bamethyst

Yugyeom:

You and Yugyeom signed up for a hip hop dance class just for fun, and it was a way you two could spend time together.

You walked downstairs, ready to go and pumped for your first day of class. “Yugyeom!

You don’t have to yell, I’m right here.

You spun around, coming face to face with him. “Oh hey!” 

Yugyeom smiled. “Hi.

You walked away, grabbing your bag and slipping your shoes on. “Let’s get going. Seriously, we are going to be late!

His eyebrows knitted together. “No we’re not..

You giggled. “I know, I’m just excited. If we keep talking though, we will be late!

Okay, okay. I’m coming.

The class was fun, but when it started picking up pace.. you took a slap to the face. You started to go off beat and began to cramp up, to the point where the class was no longer that fun. You even felt dizzy, but were trying to keep yourself together since no one else seemed to be struggling.

Yugyeom saw that you were struggling and was about to ask if you were okay, but you already started to collapse. He grabbed your arm, keeping you from hitting the floor by an inch. He set you down carefully and the whole class stopped to help you. When you woke up, he would be confused that you didn’t tell him you were feeling bad.

Why didn’t you tell me that you weren’t feeling good?

Everyone seemed fine, and I didn’t want to be the little sissy who had to take a seat! Also, it seemed like you were having a good time, so I didn’t want to ruin it..

Y/n, telling me that you feel like shit and sitting down would not have made me annoyed or upset. Your health is my number one concern. It should be your’s too.” He sat closer to you. “Honestly you are so stubborn sometimes, it gives me a headache.

Sorry..

You’re fine. Just use common sense, I don’t want you to get hurt again.

Originally posted by chattyang

A thousand apologies

This is my first ever malec fic, and it’s set right after 2x12. Hope you enjoy!

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Alec was standing in a clave meeting, unable to focus. His arms were crossed and he had an agitated look on his face, his jaw more tense than usual. He’d forgotten what the meeting was even about. Something along the lines of Valentines escape and a half-hearted “thank you for taking care of Azazel” directed at him. None of that really mattered right now.

When the meeting finally was over, Alec excused himself off to his bedroom. It felt awfully quiet at the institute. Just thinking about everything that has went down in just a matter of a few days, made Alec walk restlessly back and forth in his room. He kept checking his phone, but even the phone was dead silent. He wasn’t sure whether or not to worry about that.

After leaving Magnus’ loft earlier that afternoon, he’d felt devastated and full of guilt. When he’d asked Magnus desperately what he could do to fix things, he got no respond. That’s when his heart shattered, because he knew there was nothing he could do to fix the damage that had been done to him. Alec felt disgusted and full of shame for not being able to recognize his own boyfriend in the shape of a ruthless killer. It didn’t make it any better that Magnus couldn’t even look him in the eyes afterwards. Seeing Magnus sitting with his head hanging low made Alec realize how small and vulnerable he looked. All Alec wanted to do was to reach out to his beloved and hold him tight, tell him again and again how sorry he was, but he didn’t dare to touch him in fear of being rejected. Instead, they sat in silence for a while before Magnus had asked for some time alone.

Alec got no more messages that night, nor any phone calls. All he could do, was wait. That night felt particularly long and lonesome. And little did the young shadowhunter know that not far from the institute, across the street, was a particularly devastated warlock crying away the hours of the night.

The first thing Alec did when he woke up the next morning was to check for any new messages. To his disappointment, the display showed no new missed calls or messages. He was tempted to dial Magnus’ number just to hear his voice, but decided it was best if he didn’t.

Alec spent all morning in the training area, kicking and hitting away at the punching bag, until he got tired off all the concerned looks from everyone at the institute and hid in his room. His stomach was twisting and he felt a sudden urge to throw up. He decided to take a long shower in hope to get his mind off of all the horrible thoughts that was swirling around in his head.

It was late in the afternoon, and still no sign from Magnus. Alec was getting more worried as time went by, but tried to tell himself that Magnus needed the time alone. The thought didn’t calm him down though.

Around 6 pm, Alec was getting way too restless to sit still up in his room, so he decided to head out to get some fresh air. As he walked past Jace and the others, he caught them mentioning Magnus’ name, so he stopped and turned around.

“What are you guys talking about?” Alec asked expressionless with his arms crossed over his chest. Jace, Clary and Izzy turned silent as they exchanged looks. Alec raised an eyebrow and stared at each of them. Finally, Jace took a deep breath and looked over at his parabatai.

“Apparently, there’s been more absurd demon attacks.” Jace said slowly before looking back at Clary and Izzy. Alec remained expressionless as he waited for the rest of the explanation.

“We’re thinking there might be more greater demons on the lookout for the mortal cup.” Clary continued. Still no respond from Alec. Jace got a nervous look in his eyes as he swallowed hard and looked back at Alec.

“We were just talking about… We might need someone to help us with this.” Jace said carefully. Alec knew exactly who they meant by this “someone” and felt anger building up inside.

“And you were thinking about asking Magnus…” Alec said with annoyance in his voice, his eyes glowing with dismay. The other three exchanged looks again before staring back at Alec.

“Alec, we-“ Izzy began to say, but Alec didn’t want to hear it. Instead, he lifted his hand as a sign for her to stop.

“Unbelievable!” He was shouting now, not caring about who would hear him. The others looked at him with wide eyes. Jace tried to reach for Alec’s arm, but he only shook it off.

“No! I can’t believe you’re seriously thinking about asking Magnus for help after everything he’s been through, and after everything he’s already done for us!” Alec shouted furiously before he turned around and started walking towards the exit.

“Alec, wait! Come back!” He heard them shout after him, but he’s had enough. Tears was forcing its way to the surface as he started to run in the direction of Magnus’ loft.

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Friday the 13th

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Just a few pranks for your boyfriend, who is terrified of clowns

Warnings: Clowns, language, sexual humor, features It I don’t know if this should be a warning but

A/N: In honor of it being Friday the 13th, I thought I’d write this before I die. Also, I wrote this pretty quickly and it’s unedited so I apologize.

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Apologies From Team Cap

And Steve apologies letter (For a full breakdown of that click here.)

Both of their apologies, are not for their actions, what they are apologizing for is the outcome. Wanda doesn’t truly apologize, but she also doesn’t mention her own fault in what happens. She’s not saying I know I did something wrong, she’s saying I know you are angry. This places the blame for the situation on Bruce. She isn’t apologizing for what she did, she’s apologizing for how he feels. 

“Hopefully one day you can understand. I wish we agreed on the Accords, I really do.”

Steve’s whole letter rings with self righteousness, but this line in particular bugs me. It means he doesn’t regret a single thing he did, he regrets that Tony didn’t agree with him, and he regrets how things turned out. But I think given the opportunity he would do it all again. 

When you are apologizing to someone, you apologize for your actions, you don’t apologize for how the other person reacted, you apologize for how you effected them. 

If I stole someones chocolate bar, and they got upset. I would apologize for taking the chocolate bar, I would not say “I know you’re upset.” “I wish there was another chocolate bar, I really do.” I would say. “I’m sorry I took your chocolate bar.” 

Just Friends~Part 6

Part 6 YAS! 

I hope you like it as much as I do :D

-2 664 words

smut/ angst

~Jungkook is still jealous.~

prologuepart 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

(gif isn’t mine credit to owner)


Jinyoung and I were having drinks celebrating our new promotion.

“I can’t believe we’re going to do this!” he exclaimed.

“Me neither, I mean this is a big task it isn’t any joke! I’m so happyyyyyy!”

Our boss asked us to organize a party. Not any party, this was one asked by Seunguri, the member of BigBang, the greatest kpop group. Apparently he wanted to unite the new generation of kpop idols. It was a big commission and I was excited but scared I wouldn’t be up to his expectation.

“What if something goes wrong though?” I mumbled suddenly feeling nervous about the idea.

“Ah, don’t think about that, so long as we try our best it will be a success I know it.” he reassured me.

This was one of the reasons I enjoyed working with Jinyoung, he was always positive and knew how to reassure me which was good because the pressure put on us in this job was sometimes unbearable. We took a few drinks and chatted and we went home ready to start working on this new project the next day.


We were working so hard on our project that I didn’t have time to think about Jungkook and Yugyeom and it was the best I had felt in a while. The party was in a few days and work had never been so intense. I had so much stuff to do, and it seemed like I would never have enough time to finish it all.

Finally the day for the party arrived Jinyoung and I were there to make sure everything went ok. We had tried to make the party as intimate as we could. We had planned for there to be many different rooms. Firstly there was a big room with all the food and drinks were the main part of it all would go on, it was big enough for everyone to fit in while still having enough space to move around freely. This was the room where the dancing would go on later in the night, there were a few tables for people to sit around and chat. Upstairs and on the sides were loads of smaller rooms. Some of them were hidden in the walls and you had to pay attention to realise there was a door there, making everything mysterious and intimate. The smaller rooms were filled with couches and silky cushions. The lighting was dim and the lights hung from the ceiling. We had added plants to give an exotic feel, and to be honest I was proud of the result, so was Jinyoung, it was exactly what we wanted it to be. Seunguri had came to see us at the beginning of the party and had told us how happy he was about our work which only boosted our ego to it’s fullest. We stayed together since we didn’t know many people, and we were still working technically, we were there to direct the progress of the party. Sometimes we went in the kitchens to check if the cooks were on schedule but we mostly had fun. Jimin was there and had stopped for a chat before going back to the party. I was happy to see him he always put a smile on my face.

Then I spotted Yugyeom. 

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DRAWING DUMP!

!!1000000 apologies to the onwers of the characters!!

Drawing 1- Human Astrophel (I have no comments about my baby… But i love the background)
Drawing 2- Human Goth (I love how he turned out. But what is that background? Why did i even do that?)
Drawing 3- Ink  x Error doodle (i don’t really know what was in my head when i drew it)

I have been sitting here drawing for 3 hours. I was just messing around but this happened. I need to go to sleep.

Astrophel // Me
Goth // @nekophy (I’m sorry that your son was a part of my drawing dump)
Error // @loverofpiggies  (Sorry too)
Ink // @comyet (I’m sorry for Ink being in a drss)

Spellbound [Jungkook]

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Fluff; (borderline not really smut)
Word Count: 7518
Description: Summoning a demon had probably been a mistake on your part, but what have you ever done to deserve such an annoying demon anyways?

Author’s Note: THIS FIC GOT SO LONG LMAOO I GOT CARRIED AWAY I REALLY LIKE DEMON AU’s OK DONT JUDGE ME PLS THANKS

What had started out as a joke had gone very, very wrong. Why you had agreed to this in the first place, you couldn’t even recall anymore. And, in the moment, you really couldn’t care less, because —

Excuse me?” You frowned at the face in front of you, mouth slightly agape, expression taken aback. “What did you just say to me?”

“I said you must be pretty stupid to think this protection ring is strong enough.”

You glared at the boy, the demon — whatever he was — in front of you, crossing your arms tightly, and he raised his hands, palms facing you, in surrender. “Look, no need to look at me like that! I’m just saying,” he kicked at the fine dust on your wooden floor, breaking the circle and stepping out carefully, tail coiling slowly behind him, “You should invest in something stronger if you want to actually hold a demon. Salt,” he began, squatting down and dragging his index finger through the fine grains on the ground. “Is a myth.”

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You’re Not Stupid

Originally posted by always-in-my-heart-hs

Request: @lani-lira

2) It’s not my fault your stupid 

36) What did you just call me?

Authors note: I am so sorry it took forever to get this published, and I hope that you think it its kind of ok. I think its ok, but this was my first request so I hope I did alright. 


Come on y/n this isn’t too hard!” Barry yelled at her. She groaned frustrating as she carded her fingers through her hair. “Stop yelling at me! You’re not helping me!” She cried out, staring down at the paperwork that laid on the desk.  There was nothing on that paper that made sense to her, and it made her feel useless every second.  Barry groaned and pushed him off the desk chair, obviously very discouraged from y/n’s inability to learn the material he was trying to teach her. “Y/n you have to try to learn this stuff!” He scolded at his intern.

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Abounded - Jongdae x Reader AU Series - Chapter 2

Servant!Chen x Reader

Genre: Fluff and Angst

Warnings: I don’t think Profanities count…

Word Count: 6618

Originally posted by defbeoms


 You let a small smile curl on your lips. He doesn’t say anything, but nods slowly instead, never unlocking his eyes from yours. “I’ll see you tomorrow then. Goodnight, Jongdae.”

  “Goodnight, Miss Y/n.”



   Usually when you first wake up you feel like death, like most people would, but this morning you awaken feeling strangely refreshed, and you aren’t complaining in the slightest. You head downstairs and hear three familiar voices coming from the living area, so naturally that’s where you plan to go. You stop right next to the entranceway when you hear your name coming from Kyungsoo, then hide behind the wall, curious of what they’re talking about.

   “So she’s always like she was last night then? That isn’t an act at all?” Jongdae’s voice.

   “Yup!” Chanyeol, “She honestly treats us like family. She even called me an amazing brother just last night!”

   “Are you sure that wasn’t just out of pity from your little rant?” Kyungsoo chuckled out.

   “Oh yeah? When’s the last time she called you her brother? Hmm?” Chanyeol teases the black-haired man.

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That Did Not Just Happen

This is a little drabble I came up with while sitting on a flight myself.

That Did not Just Happen

*italics are her inner monologue

“Thanks Asshole”

Your seat mate turns to you “Pardon?”

“Oh, sorry!! Not you”

The guy in front reclined his seat all the way back, giving you no room in the already cramped airplane seat. You shift trying to fit your legs comfortably without bumping his seat

“Normally I love being tall but not today” You joke

Your neighbor huffs out a small chuckle “I get it”

A few more shifts and you finally get comfy, however your neighbor is not. He shifts around bumping you a few times

“Sorry” He apologizes only to bump you again

“Two tall people in one small airplane seat.” You say, as you really are not sure what to say

He answers with another chuckle

You look over at him

At least he’s cute you think to yourself. You could have been stuck next to some stuffy businessmen or a mom with a crying baby

“What takes you to LA?”

“Hmmm?”

“LA? Going for a holiday?”

“Oh! Um, no. I’m actually going for a job interview”

“Oh yeah? Wow. That’s cool. For what?”

You weren’t sure why he wanted to have small talk. You look over at him, watching him pull on the fabric of his jeans. His knees jiggling a little

He’s nervous

“Well, I do Press for Gillette Stadium but got offered a job with..”

“Whoa! Wait! Gillette stadium, as in where the Pats play? Like THAT Gillette stadium?”

You laugh “Yup! That’s the one”

“You work for the Pats and you’re entertaining moving. Are you crazy?” Genuine shock in his voice

Unable to hold back laughter “I’m told I’m crazy all the time. But I actually work for the Stadium. Not the team. I work in the PR department.”

“But still!”

“But still” You parrot

“Have you meet the team?” He asks, slightly awed

Awww! He’s adorable

“I’ve meet a few of the more public players. We work with them on events” you explain

“I take it you’re a pats fan?”

He shrugs “Is it obvious?”

“Just a little” You hold your finger and thumb apart

He laughs, turning more in his seat towards you

“Yeah, I’m from Boston so you know….kinda my team”

“Boston you say. Then what takes you to LA?”

You watch him blush slightly and fiddle with his jeans again

“Work”

“How generic and vague. Are you like FBI or something that you can’t say?” You tease

He answers with a puff of laughter “No, not FBI”

“Auditioning for a boy band? Male stripper? Celebrity impersonator?”

You had him laughing. You watched as he stopped playing with his seam and clap his hand on his chest

“Yup! You got me!”

“Let me guess…” You make a show of thinking, tapping your chin with your finger

“You do drag down on sunset.”

“What?” He looks at you shocked “Really? Drag with this beard?”

“Good point. Ok not a queen. So that leaves lumberjack or Just For Men model” You say

You are rewarded with a huge laugh almost a cackle. His hand hitting his chest again

You start laughing just watching him laugh

“You are crazy”

“Thank you” You say with pride in your voice

His laughter dies and he goes back to fiddling with his jeans, looking down the small aisle. Twisting and bumping your knees again

“Looking for someone? Secret rendezvous? YOU ARE FBI!” You point a finger at him

“No no! I just don’t like flying. I fly all the time so you think I would be used to it but I not.” He answers

“Ahhh! Frequent flyer, works in LA…you must be important”

You watch him blush again as he shakes his head “Nope, not important”

“Well then you have me stumped mister 15A”

“Well Miss 15B, if you must know I am an actor”

You narrow your eyes at him “Porn?”

You watch his eyes widen before he barks out a laugh again, causing the people across the aisle turn and look at you both

“Anything I’ve seen? Um…like Saving Ryan’s Privates or Teachers Pet 2 - The substitute?”

“Oh my god! What? Are those real?” His can hardly make the words out as he laughs

“Well teachers Pet wasn’t all that good” You fight back your own laugh

“Did you…Oh my God. I can't…” he wheezes out between laughing and almost crying

The flight attendant comes over to your seats

“While I am glad you both are having fun the rows behind you are not, would you mind keeping it down” she smiles sweetly before walking away

You cover your mouth with your hand, stifling your giggles

“You got us in trouble”

“Well, technically it’s your big man laugh that did it”

You are rewarded with a huge smile and another cackle. You duck your head as the attendant turns back towards you

“Sorry” He offers as a weak apology to the attendant

Turning back towards you

“You are trouble and crazy”

It’s your turn to blush

“And I don’t do porn” He scoffs

“It’s a shame! Girls love a good beard” You shrug

His mouth opens and closes as he can’t figure out how to answer

He really is cute

You sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes

“Do you not know who I am or are you playing me?” He asks

“Should I know you?” You question back

“I guess not. It’s just nice to be able to do this”

“Do what?” You wrinkle your brow not following along with his train of thought

“Be a regular guy” he answers

“Unless you are a wizard, you seem like a regular guy to me”

He gives a sad laugh “Yeah”

This is weird

“Like if you’re famous and I don’t know you, I’m the idiot here” You try to reassure him

What the hell. Is this guy famous?

You turn you head and look fully at him. He turns and looks you square in the face

He can see you studying his face

“On your left”

Realization washes over you, you feel your eyebrows raise and your mouth falls open

Oh my god you idiot! Stupid stupid stupid

“I….you….no….you” You stutter

You can see him tense

Don’t be weird

You force your mouth to shut

You’re making him uncomfortable. Do something

“Well technically you’re on my right”

You see him smile and his shoulder relax

Be cool idiot

“So you know my name, do I get to know yours?”

He wants to know my name

“Y/N” You squeak out

“Nice to meet you Y/N”

You sit a little stiff in your chair

“I made it weird, didn’t it?”

“What? No! I’m weird” You rush out. Closing your eyes and hanging your head

You are an idiot

He laughs “I like weird”

“Well I’m your girl then”

“How long are in you in LA for?”

“Uhhhh….3 days I think”

“You busy on all the days?” He questions

“Nooooooooo” You draw out the word

“Well, you’re weird and I like weird so I was wondering if you maybe wanted to hang out, go for coffee or something?”

He just called you weird

“Um. I don’t..really?” You stuttered not sure if you hearing this right

“It’s been nice to be able to talk to someone like this, and I want to do it again. If you want?”

Kill me now

“Sure” You answer very unconvincingly

He chuckles “Well don’t sound so excited about it”

“Well you know, I can’t be seen with just anybody you know” You smile at him

“I hope I’m up to your standards”

You shrug “You’ll do, I suppose”

“Gee thanks” He says with an eye roll

The announcement of your pending arrival sounds over the PA system

You are not sure what to do now, do you give him your number? Does he give you his?

He wouldn’t give you his. Moron

You dig around in your purse and find a card

“Here’s my card with my number and email”

He takes it and looks at you

Oh God he didn’t want it.

“I was thinking my driver can take you to your hotel so I know where to pick you up for when we hang out”

“If that’s ok?” He adds, looking a little nervous

Are you fucking serious?

“Yeah, for sure! Save me fifty bucks on a cab”

He shakes his head as he laughs again at you

The remainder of the flight is spend making a plan for later that night. After a bumping landing, he says a quick good bye and I’ll text you later before jumping up and making his way to the front of the plane

You sit stunned in your seat for a few minutes

THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN


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