We all have that one person we’d stay up late for. Only them. Why? Because they’re the only person who can make you smile through a text. The only person who gives you genuine butterflies. The only person you’d lose sleep for.
Summary: Your best friends pick up on the fact that the both of them make you insanely horny (i can’t do summaries okay i suck)
Word count: 3k
Warnings: This is smut! Luke assumes ‘dom’ position and they all have a threesome ;)
There’s a little bit of NSFW above the ‘keep reading’ line!
A/N: I’m such a slut for muke I’m surprised this is my first threesome with them? Let’s just say I let my imagination run pretty wild haha :) enjooooy!
Michael’s warm fingertips trail across your upper arm, the heat causing goosebumps to pebble across your sensitive skin. As you’re sitting so close to the boy, you can smell the deep musky scent of his aftershave and feel a tug of desire to lean across and smash your lips against his.
You would if you weren’t in a room with your other best friend.
Luke’s leaning against a white wall, his blond hair tousled into loose curls. You take a moment to admire his wide stance before your attention drifts to his fingers curled around his phone. So many night you’ve spent - in the crowd at one of their shows - watching his fingers work magic on his guitar.
You’ve always wondered what they’d feel like inside you.
You imagine they’d be nimble: Luke always brags about his ability to twirl his fingers at perfect angles. But at the same time, there’s no doubt in your mind that he’d move quickly, immediately establishing his dominance before proceeding to bend you over a table.
A late Merry Christmas from the coffee bean and the egos - in Robin’s (@pixlpit ‘s) cube style! :D
Anti, Dr. Schneep, Jack, Jackieboy Man, and Chase were not designed by me- all of them were based directly off Robin’s design. All I did was add a hood for Jackie and give Jack brown hair :P I tried to make all of them look like they do in his animations, which proved to be harder than I thought it’d be. Who would’ve thought drawing in this lil style would be so difficult? lol
(sidenote: technically, this is being posted within the parameters of the 12 days of Christmas, so it’s not actually late. also don’t ask why Jack’s the only one with eyebrows. I dunno, man. fight me)
requested by anon <3 prompt;Gasp - I didn’t know you did Dream Daddy! If you didn’t enjoy writing the one you did for Craig just skip this but… - could you do an imagine where your at a campfire with all the dad’s and its late into the night (kids asleep in tents) and Robert decides to tell this really edgy story about how he survived in the army and being the only “mother” there rather then a “father” they all start fighting with each other and cooing at you saying that if your scared you can snuggle up to them!!
Perhaps you really should have pressured Mary to come
with, despite her distain and a clear cut ‘No’ as a response when you asked her
the first time. Being the only ‘Mom’, alone in the woods with only children and
hot Daddies was a bit unnerving and strange, though you didn’t feel unsafe. On
the contrary, you haven’t felt this secure in a while: with Amanda sleeping
soundly in a tent just a few feet behind your back with Craig’s twins, the hot
camp fire licking the air and heating your cheeks and the eye candy around you
this evening qualifies as the most fun you have had in years!
But these are men. MEN. So of course, one of them, you
are not going to drop any names (it’s Robert) decided to recite his old war
story that may or may not have been true due to how edgy it is, and the rest of
the guys, though laughing at it, soon turned to you and reassured you that they
would protect you in case that story scared you. Which it didn’t. It wouldn’t even
scare River if she had enough sense to understand what it was about. She would
probably just laugh at it. And that’s exactly what you did with a small shake
of your head, “Really now, it wasn’t that scary.”
Craig, sitting the closest to you, smiles warmly, “Are
you sure? There is an extra spot in my tent if you don’t want to sleep alone…”
“My tents bigger.” Brian interjects.
“Hey, it was my story, so obviously (Name) should snuggle
up with me.”
Matt sighs, “Guys, seriously?” You want to thank Matt
for being the only sensible one here, but—“How is this even a debate? I have
weed and headphones in my backpack…Real weed this times.”
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that…” Joseph mumbles. “(Name),
please don’t tell me you’re actually considering—“
“What are your favorite flowers, (Name) dearest? I do
believe that a bouquet would calm you.”
“Boys, really, I’m good—“
Hugo pipes up, “You know, Shakespeare once said—“ And
that was as far as you heard since they all started arguing. You sighed, hoping
that they won’t wake up the kids with all this yapping. Mary definitely should’ve
been here, she would’ve scared them off in no time.
So basically I continued the Taegi smut I did because it was fitting. And I was going to do more, but I don’t have enough oral one shots so why not. Enjoy!
“You’re all horrible. All of you are terrible just
terrible.” You complained walking around your house. Your seven friends looked
at you, as if you had just lost your mind with how you talked to them.
“Someone is a cranky pest.” Yoongi muttered, not standing to
look at you or Hoseok knowing what he did now.
“Someone’s a big ass baby. Sugar baby.” You snapped back at
him. Hoseok chuckled reaching out a hand to stroke at your skin, to the others
it seemed like soft affection nothing else, you knew it was a warning. You looked down at him, knowing better but
still you shrugged away from his touch.
“Ever since you guys came to see her last week you’ve all
bee moody.” Namjoon grumbled stealing a bag of chips from the top of your
fridge plopping down on the table.
“I didn’t do anything wrong.” You muttered sticking your
head in the air, placing a pot on the stove so that you could cook for the
group of boys that came over. Seokjin and Taehyung were playing games in the
front room, leaving Jungkook and Jimin on their phones in your kitchen watching
something. Namjoon, Hoseok and Suga were by you why you were cooking indulging
in conversation well more or less Hoseok and Namjoon were watching you and
“You never do.” He said dramatically. You glared at Yoongi
slamming down the pot.
“Listen here you little piece of ungrateful-“
“UNGRATEFUL?! UNGRATEFUL?!” Yoongi yelled back at you
causing others to stare at you. Seokjin and Taehyung pausing the game. Taehyung
sighed moving to come into the kitchen as he watched you and Yoongi. So, what
if you said that you loved Hoseok head more than theirs? It didn’t mean that
you hated theirs. You did say that they were both good so that made him feel a
bit happy of everything that was done. He was proud of himself, but Yoongi felt
like it was a blow and he couldn’t understand what Hoseok did so great that he
didn’t do. His ego was a little hurt, he knew he had skills but what could
Hoseok possibly do that was better than him?
“Just wave it off.” Hoseok mumbled looking at you.
Of course, you didn’t listen to Hoseok’s warnings or even
let them bother you too much. You just kept bickering with Yoongi and soon it
was pulling the rest of the members in who tried to calm the both of you down
so that there was some kind of peace between you both. Eventually your bad mood
transferred onto the other members and the kitchen became chaotic. Hoseok just
watched the scene unfold in front of him. How everyone seemed to be on edge
with each other. He crossed his arms across his chest, his leg shaking slightly
as he eyed you. Eventually you were throwing the pan down with their cooked
food, walking off towards your room. Namjoon ruffled his reddened locks looking
around the table.
“What did you do to her?” He asked Yoongi, he rolled his
head as Yoongi squinted his eyes becoming defensive.
“I didn’t do anything.” He said softly, rolling his eyes. Hoseok
looked around taking the scene in before he stood up slowly straightening out
“Where are you going?” Seokjin asked softly as Hoseok gave a
“I’m going to go calm her down. You all want it to be peaceful,
right? Just let me handle it.” Hoseok grinned cheekily as he walked down the
hallway towards your room. Yoongi wasn’t as dense as Hoseok wanted him to be,
his eyebrow lifted as Hoseok strolled towards your room. When the others
settled back down into their different hobbies he elbowed Taehyung nodding
towards your room. Taehyung looked around for Hoseok before he shook his head smirking
he followed Yoongi’s lead towards your room.
“That was quite the performance.” Hoseok said softly leaning
against your door frame. He watched you fold up your clothes and start to put
your clothes into your dresser.
“Go away Hoseok.” You sighed softly, shutting your drawers.
“Are you telling me. To go away?” Hoseok asked with a scoff
walking towards you who were caught off guard, you wanted to take it back but you
didn’t. Looking up at him, your eyes traveled over his handsome face, his
strong jaw structure and tan skin. Hoseok backed you up into the wall slamming his
hands by either side of your head making you jump slightly.
“I’ve let you have your fun.” He admitted, his eyes
searching your face. “I told you to wave it off and you didn’t.”
“Yeah but- “You tried to cut in but Hoseok just gave you a
look, and you knew from that look that you would be better off just listening
to him. Your lower regions were starting to throb, it was incredible what he
did to you.
“I told you to wave it off. Let’s not forget that you let
both Yoongi and Taehyung taste you. I thought I made it clear you were to ask
me first if you let other people play with you? And you know better than to act
like that when you are feeling needy y/n” Hoseok asked softly, pressing against
you, your legs slide open instinctively and he chuckled.
“Okay but we aren’t dating.. So I didn’t think it would be
such a crime to let them do what you do.” You whispered softly.
“You want them all to fuck you then?” Hoseok looked taken
back sliding from his position to peer down at you. “You want all of them to do
what I do? Climb on my face and fuck it. You want them to push you down in the
mattress face down and fuck you from behind. You want all of them to take turns
fucking you in the late hours while their roommate is fast asleep? Or what
maybe you want Taehyung to let you ride his dick while Jimin is sleep? Do what I
did and force you to look at Namjoon’s sleeping face that’s in our direction hoping
that we get caught. That’s what you want? To be our little slut?” Hoseok asked
you, he was teasing and testing you trying to provoke you and it was working. Of
course, he was truly jealous he had been the one that got you, only he should
be able to keep treating your body like that and not share.
“N-no. I even told them you were my favorite Hoseok don’t be
like that.” You moved to grab at the hems of his shirt kissing on his jaw
slightly. Hoseok was stoic, not moving as you kissed on him. Willing himself to
not just pin you down and take you. “Please daddy. Don’t be mad at princess.
You know I love riding your face the most.” You peppered kisses along his jaw
and around his lips. Biting on his bottom one you sucked lightly watching as he
“Do you want daddy’s tongue now you needy princess?” He
asked after some time pulling back so that he could grab your hand and tug you
towards the bed as you nodded. Hoseok cupped your cheeks leaning down to press
his lips against yours in a sweet kiss taking you slowly. His hands cupping your
breast rubbing you through your bra before his hands trailed lower down your
sides and around your back to grab at your plump ass cheeks. Hoseok pulled you
to him, your hands pressed against his biceps as the kiss turned into anything
but sweet, his mouth molding against yours, his tongue sliding inside of your
mouth to suck on your pink muscle. One of his hands moved between your legs
from behind, his fingers pressing against your pussy through your jeans. Your
back arched, a soft moan leaving your lips and he sucked it up enjoying how
your body crumpled to his touches. Hoseok pulled back looking down at you with
“You know you should stop playing around and taste her for
us.” Yoongi said barging through the open door. Your whole body froze up,
letting out a curse you tried to move from Hoseok. He didn’t care too much, his
ears tinted red, but he kept you in place rubbing harder against your clit as
he watched them.
“Why?” Hoseok asked letting his fingers slow down their
ministrations. “You needy Yoongi?” He teased earning a whine from you as you
struggled in his hold, battling between rutting your hips against his hand and
“Well she says you have the best tongue. I want to see why.
You can’t be greedy and keep her to yourself Hoseok unless you are going to
date her.” Yoongi reasoned Taehyung didn’t say much but he nodded in agreement
siding with Yoongi. Hoseok looked at them for a long time, a multitude of mixed
emotions battling him before he nodded.
“While I usually would argue with this. It was a bit rude
for y/n to say such things as you made her cum twice. I do think that I should
punish her in some sort but since I can’t do that with a house full of guys
this will have to do.” Hoseok let his fingers stop moving the wet spot between
your legs was embarrassing. Hoseok backed up sitting on your bed beckoning the
other two inside of the room. Yoongi leaned against the wall while Taehyung
slid to the floor. Yoongi reached out his hand to shut the door but Hoseok shook
his head. “Keep it open, if they hear her then it’s her fault and she gets to
explain to everyone what we have been doing to her.” Hoseok smirked at you, and
you could feel anger boiling.
“You’re not?” Hoseok asked cutting you off. He looked at
you, waiting for you to finish what you were saying. “Be careful y/n.” He
warned. The last time you ever told Hoseok no against his wishes, he went
months without touching you, causing you to beg him to forgive you and to touch
Sighing you gripped at your jeans undoing the button on
them, stepping out of them and your panties you threw them to the side almost
acting like a bratty child. Hoseok was amused but he wasn’t the only one, his
eyes glued to your body, watching as you walked towards him. Yoongi couldn’t help
but marvel at your beauty, your plump ass cheeks, looking down below just imagining
how you tasted. He felt his cock twitching and one look at Taehyung confirmed
that he was thinking the same thing.
Hoseok laid backwards on the bed, pulling you on to his
body, and pushing you up until you were straddling his neck. Hoseok breathed
softly against your lips, his tongue coming out to slightly lick against your
pussy lips. Your breath hitched as you watched him from below, your body was
burning but you were so turned on you didn’t give a damn if Yoongi and Tae
watched. They could join and you would still be fine with it. Hoseok let his
tongue wiggle lightly against your clit teasing you as he tapped the tip of his
tongue against your swollen bud. He hummed softly, using two fingers to open
you up, letting his tongue slide up and down your pink slit, sucking on it
licking on your insides. Your head rolled backwards, you bit on your bottom lip
trying to not moan out loud for the sake of everyone in the room. Hoseok let
his tongue move to press against your entrance playfully sliding only the tip
of his tongue in and out teasing you.
Yoongi watching this didn’t understand how something so
simple could make you love it. But after watching how Hoseok teased you as if
he was going to push it in, he realized that was what you wanted. To be teased
and push to the point of neediness. Your hands gripped harshly onto Hoseok’s
silk locks. Your hips were still but your rigid body showed that you were
becoming needy, on the brink of cumming just by him giving a few thrusts and
suck to your clit. Taehyung sat there watching with his mouth open, hands pressing
against his member that was trying to get hard from seeing you almost sob in a
whisper and beg Hoseok to taste you.
Hoseok slide his tongue in slowly, moving his hands to rest
on your hips. Hoseok pushed you down flush against his face causing a sharp
gasp to leave your lips. He picked up his pace quickly slurping and sucking on
your insides, fast and relentless tongue flicking motions that caused him to
press against your g-spot. He went from teasing you to showing no mercy, moving
your hips against his face as he ate you out. You pulled tighter onto his
locks, rolling your hips and pressing his head even closer into your pussy.
Hoseok moaned softly nuzzling his face against your pussy the juices sliding
out onto his chin and down his neck but he didn’t care. Not once did he stop,
his head staying attached to your pussy. One of his arms moved back, pressing
against your clit, tapping it and pinching on the pink nub. He felt you tense
up around his tongue, he could see how your stomach tightened up how your face
was contorting in pleasure with your lust blown eyes. He loved it all, your
rigid thighs tightening around his head. The sounds of your wet pussy being
sucked echoed through the room.
You took one look at Yoongi and Taehyung, remembering that
day they both ate you out, the look in their eyes and how good their tongues
felt as well. Your body was on fire, pussy tingling from your spot being pressed
against so much. Looking back down at Hoseok you tried to ask him without
saying anything, seeing a harsh jerk of his head up and down your hands pressed
against your headboard. Hoseok let your hips go moving his tongue curling it in
all the right places as you rode his face completely taking over him and he
submitted to you. Not pushing you to move faster or slower then you wanted. And
that’s what truly got you off with Hoseok, he aimed to please you and let you
be in control just like he was. In no time, you were circling your hips on his
face moving as fast as you could until your cum was sliding out onto his lips
and tongue. He was greedy in cleaning up your cum, sucking harder on you as if
he was trying to get you to become dry. Hoseok let you ride out your orgasm on
his wet face until you were satisfied and pulling away with your own wants. You
slid down to kiss his lips licking everything off. Sitting up after a bit of
time you stare at all of them, Hoseok smirking as he planted a kiss on your
“Are you going to tell them the truth?” He asked ruffling
your hair and you shook your head jutting out your lips. “Well then I will.”
Hoseok looked at Yoongi and Taehyung smirking. “While she does love my head,
she told me what happened between you two before you even told me. She only
said she loved mine better than yours because she didn’t know how to tell you
it was a tie. But she loved things you did at different times. Yoongi she loves
that you are rough with her. Taehyung, she loves that you tease her like I do.
But if you never let her get in charge she will never let you be a favorite and
I learned that the hard way.” Hoseok sighed playfully causing you to slap his
“Well any day you want to ride my face like that just come
find me princess I’ll let you play with my dick while you’re at it.” Yoongi
smirked at your tinting cheeks. Taehyung on the other hand got up and waddled
into your bathroom shutting the door. The rustling of his pants made you even
more flustered. You found yourself getting up but Hoseok pulled you back down
“You’re still in trouble. Don’t even think about it.”
BTS reactions:Their child getting jealous over them kissing their wife.
A/N: I am so late with all these requests.I am positive all you guys are supper mad at me.😅 Sorry about that, I hope you still like me.Sorry for any mistakes made.
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: “I recently saw that you did that one cute reaction of boys w/ their kids . That was really cute so I came to request one more only where their kid get jealous of something ( idk like kissing mom or being with other bts member too much ) and then they bite them in arm/cheek/leg w/ their little tiny teeth *squeels*“
Jin will will kiss you again and look at his son. “Mommy was daddies from the beginning.”he will hug you, but when the little one is about to cry ,he will pick him up “But I guess I can learn to share.”
He is more chill about many things, but I think this will make him laugh.”But I was with her first.”he will playfully pout at his child and then hug him “Ok, ok here hug mommy, but I want her back.Ok?”
When Hobi notices that his baby is jealous, he will start teasing him.The little one will try to hit him with his small and fluffy hands and Hobi will scream out and run to hug you. “Jagya he hit me!Kiss the pain away.”In the end his son will win by starting to cry as loud as he can. ( you are Yoongi )
Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster:
He will laugh out and pick his son up placing him in your arms and making you sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around you. “There, now we are all happy.I have mommy and you do too.”
Jimin will pick you up and run around the house “No!She is mine!My jagya!”the little one will run after you two and end up falling and hitting himself.You will go to him immediately after he starts to tear up. “Well played my son.” Jimin will rush over as well to make sure he is ok and didn’t hurt himself badly.
When his son says that you are all his, Tae will get all jealous as well. “Who said that?I am bigger than you, what are you going to do about it?”he will sit on the floor next to his son and will teasing him. “You two are the same.”you will say coming in the room “Jagya tell him that I am your man.”he will start jumping and pouting.”I love you the same.My little man and my big man.”, “See, I am the big man.”, “Tae stop it.”, “Ok, I admit you are pretty cute.”he will kiss his son’s fluffy cheeks.
Jungkook will kiss you again just to see his son’s reaction again. The little one will run up to you, but Jungkook will lift you off the ground.”My mommy.”he will tell him and his son will grab your clothes and pull on them, looking up at you with his cute puppy dog eyes. “You win.” Jungkook will let you down and hug him, because of the cuteness overload.
Description: You and Peter were what you would call “frenemies,” you despised him, but he wanted to win you back, that is until he found out you were the new villain in Queens, the one he’s been fighting.
Warnings: Swearing, could still possibly be triggering for some people, beware ending, pls don’t hate me oh no
I hope I tagged everyone omg, sorry if I missed you!
A/N: AHHHH SO MANY PEOPLE LOVED HARSH WORDS PART ONE!! I’m mind blown how much you all enjoyed it, I really wasn’t expecting it to blow up as much as it did, so I’m truly honored and appreciative that you all took the time to read what I wrote and left amazing comments that made my day, therefore, I love you all. Also, I left it on a really intense cliff hanger, that way if people liked it enough again, I’d do a part three if requested enough. :)
There was never a moment where Peter would have thought you two would stop being best friends, but what topped that was seeing you that night, holding those people hostage.
You were the most down to earth, kind hearted person Peter had ever known, and to see you being this dark, dangerous, well, villain, broke him inside.
“Peter, I brought you some ice, now would you like to tell me what happened?” Aunt may questioned, handing him ice wrapped in a cloth for his black eye that was forming.
“It was nothing really, I’m just really clumsy May, you know this.” Peter mumbled, thanking her for the ice, before placing it on his throbbing eye, which he had you to thank for.
May didn’t look convinced but she let it go, not wanting to stress Peter out anymore than he already was.
It had been almost a full month since the hostage incident, Peter remembered it perfectly, his Spidey senses were tingling, he swung to where he sensed the issue, finding the villain he had been fighting against for weeks.
There was a moment where he thought something felt off, but he pushed it to the back of his head, he should have listened.
He knew the second he heard your voice, but he didn’t want to believe it, he didn’t want to believe it was you, so he did the only thing that could prove him wrong, to prove to himself that it wasn’t you, so he asked the most simple question.
“Who are you?”
What happened after that was a bit of a blur, he remembers hearing the laugh, your laugh, and then getting hit a few times.
He remembers holding his stomach in pain, glancing up to see you backing away into the darkness, hearing his name fall off your lips, and it was then that he had to face reality, it really was you.
After that was more than a blur, it was disbelief, he remembers his heart pounding erratically in his chest, before flying through his window, scaring the shit out of Ned who looked just as panicked once he saw Peter’s face.
But it was the moment that Peter told Ned everything that happened, that it hit him that this was all really happening, that it was you, his ex-best friend that was now his enemy.
The only difference was, he wasn’t going down without a fight, he said he’d win you back, and he meant every word.
Three months had passed since the incident between you and Peter, you’d give him glares in the hallways, as he gladly returned them, Ned would awkwardly look between the both of you, while Liz and Michelle would help boost your ego even more.
Liz and Michelle had become your all time best friends, you all did every thing together, whether it was going shopping, eating, even movie nights, you all did it all.
However, there were moments where you missed the old times, where it would be Peter, Ned and you, doing all those things together.
But, things happen, people change.
You were in your first period, of course, the class with Peter and Ned, you made sure to sit as far away from the two of them as possible, as they did the same.
“Okay, good morning class! Today we will be doing a fun little experiment, but to do it, you need a partner,” Mr. Scott started, but waved his hands seeing everyone automatically trying to pair up, “But I will be assigning partners, I know how you all get when you’re with your friends.” He eyed everyone, pointing his fingers, making some of your classmates laugh.
“Alright, lets start with Ned and Amy,” He trailed off, Ned giving Peter a wide eyed look, and then your name was called, “Y/N and… Ah! Yes, Peter!” He smiled cheerfully, as you looked across the room at Peter.
He could have paired you up with anyone, LITERALLY ANYONE and he chose Peter, just your luck.
Mr. Scott soon dismissed everyone once they had a partner, but you and Peter just sat at your desks, refusing to move first.
“Y/N, Peter, get to work.” Mr. Scott scolded, making you roll your eyes, as you gave Peter a look, basically implying ’get your ass over here before I throw a chair at you.’
Peter let out a huff, before grabbing his belongings and moving to your desk, the feeling of satisfaction running through your body as he slumped into the seat next to you.
You glanced at him, observing his features, something you hadn’t done in a while, you hated to admit it, but he looked good, like really good.
“Alright so um.. Lets just get this over with.” Peter muttered, making you nod and start the experiment.
You two didn’t talk the entire time, actually getting the experiment done for once, unlike last time, that is until halfway through.
“You want to tell me what you’re up to?” Peter muttered, his eyes never leaving the bubbling liquid in front of them.
“In you dreams Parker.” You muttered back, putting another chemical into the liquid in front of you.
“How’d you know I dream about you?” Peter whispered jokingly, making you freeze for a moment, making Peter smirk slightly.
“You know what I meant you dumbass.” You grumbled, placing another chemical into the beaker.
You both then went back to silence, until Peter broke it, again.
“You’re so much better than this you know.” Peter pressed on, making you roll your eyes, something he caught out of the corner of his.
“Like you’re one to talk.” You huffed, making his head turn slightly, looking at you in bewilderment.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Peter fired back, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“A few months ago, you ruined my life, and now that it’s happening to you, you don’t like it, ironic isn’t it?” You smiled, looking at the brunette haired boy, watching as his face scrunched up in anger.
“I won’t let you hurt anyone Y/N, no matter what.” Peter spoke lowly, making you smirk and let out a laugh.
“What makes you so sure Peter?” You raised your eyebrows, moving closer to him, his heart beating rapidly in his chest, his breathing becoming heavier.
“Because I know you, and I know somewhere deep down in there,” His hands motioned all around you, “That my best friend is still in there, and she’s hurt, because I hurt her, when all she did was care about me.” Peter declared, and for a split second he saw something change in your eyes, but quickly disappeared.
You blinked a few times, turning your focus back to the experiment, this time, satisfaction was going through Peter’s body, not yours.
The school day ended quicker than you anticipated, Peter’s words still swarming your head, you couldn’t get them out, no matter how hard you tried.
Everywhere you walked, Peter was there, watching you, making sure you didn’t harm anyone, which made you anxious.
Until you arrived home, and you put your outfit on, your mask hiding your face, and the confidence and darkness returned to you.
You weren’t sure how this happened really, after Peter broke your heart you needed an outlet, and what better way than to cause a ton more issues for the one and only Spider-Man?
You went out your window, and before you knew it, you were causing so much commotion, and you were positive Spider-Man was on your trail, which only made it even more of a thrill.
The thing was though, you didn’t actually harm anyone, you never laid a finger on one person, you just did enough to cause an issue to trigger his Spider-Man senses.
You were now running, mainly from Spider-Man himself, you knew he was around, it was late, making it the perfect time for Mr. crime fighting spider to appear.
You ran to a familiar place crowded with people, making them all get on the ground, your threats coming out harsher than you intended, and sure enough, Spider-Man appeared.
“I thought I told you, I wouldn’t let you hurt anyone, therefore, you need to step back before this gets ugly.” Spider-Man threatened, making you laugh darkly, sending chills down his spine.
What was happening to you?
“I guess you don’t pay attention much do you?” You crossed your arms, looking at the masked figure in front of you, before motioning around you.
You were on the boating dock, people on the ground, shaking in fear, unsure of what you would do.
Spider-Man took a look around, his eyes widening on the mask, it was the dock where he cut the boat in half, guilt instantly hitting him, and you knew it did.
“P-Please don’t h-hurt us..” One of the hostages choked out, making your heart break the slightest bit, before you went back to your alter ego.
“This needs to end, now.” Spider-Man growled out, he knew exactly what you were up to now, the dock, the people, everything clicked.
You were using his own fear against him.
“Everyone get out of here now!” Spider-Man shouted as he shot a web at you, but you dodged it swiftly, as everyone started running, getting out of there as quick as they could.
“Did you really think this would work? Huh!” Spider-Man shouted, clearly angry, making you grin through your mask.
“Didn’t it?” You shot back, making him freeze for a moment, which you took as your opportunity to attack him.
You caught him off guard, hitting him in the stomach and face, as he groaned in pain, holding his stomach.
“This can either go two ways..” He groaned out, webbing your arm and yanking you down to the ground.
“Either we fight until one of us can’t anymore, or we settle this the way we should of months ago.” Spider-Man shouted through his mask, and for a moment you wanted to take the second option, but you held a grudge, and you weren’t giving up that easy.
You stood back up, a few feet away from him, before charging at him, he shot webs at you, some hitting you and some not, and you made sure to hit him a few times before he hit you back, knocking you to the ground.
“Please, d-don’t do this..” He groaned out, as you slowly stood back up, you knew you were going to be severely bruised in the morning.
“Don’t you get it!” You shouted, ripping your mask off, revealing cuts and bruises already forming, as your eyes started watering.
“I want to forgive you so bad.” You choked out, a tear slipping down your cheek, as you watched him slowly slip his mask off also.
“Then why don’t you?” He pressed on, watching you sadly, he hadn’t seen you this vulnerable since that day in the cafeteria where he humiliated you in front of everyone.
“Because you broke my heart Peter.” You whispered, tears now falling down your cheeks, your lip trembling.
Peter stood there shocked, were you implying you liked him? Or more so, loved him?
“Y/N.. I didn’t.. I-I didn’t know..” Peter stammered, trying to find the right words as you laughed bitterly.
“Maybe once you cared about me, but after you shut me out, all of that went to hell, I was alone Peter, I had nobody.” You looked at him angrily, more tears falling down your face.
“I-I told you, I-I thought I was p-protecting you!” Peter tried to defend himself, stepping forward slightly, but you stepped back, raising a finger at him.
“No, Peter,” You took a deep breath, “You chose that day what you wanted, and it was clear, you didn’t want me.” You gave a sad smile, shrugging your shoulders as Peter shook his head frantically.
“No, Y/N, that’s not true at all!” He shouted, running his fingers through his hair, pacing back and forth.
“How am I supposed to believe you Peter?” You choked out, watching the brunette haired boy in front of you.
“Because, if you give me another chance, I can prove it to you, I-I can be a better person, your person.” Peter’s spoke softly, his own eyes starting to tear up as he observed you carefully, his heart beating so hard you could hear it.
“Promise me.” You whispered, shutting your eyes tightly, and for a second you heard nothing, until he breathed out the words you’ve wanted to hear.
“I promise Y/N.” Peter whispered back, and for a moment the old you was back, and Peter recognized his best friend again.
But then a loud sound filled the air, something, or someone flew through the air, shooting into a building, making it catch on fire.
You flinched, watching in horror as the building started to become more and more dangerous.
“Peter.” You whispered, looking at him wide eyed, you were right in the path for the building.
His eyes widened, realizing what was going to happen, you stood there, your body trembling in fear, you screamed at your legs to move, but they didn’t.
And then it happened, a loud explosion erupted, echoing throughout the dark sky.
Peter started sprinting to you, the sound of the building falling getting louder, metal and dust starting to cloud the air.
“Y/N!” Peter shouted, his eyes searching frantically for you, his legs burning from running so hard.
You tried to run, the best you could, before making eye contact with Peter, your eyes filled with fear, as was Peter’s.
“Peter!” You screamed, as he ran to you, pushing everything he had left in him to get to you, he had to get to you.
The air was getting worse, and before he knew it, the building fell completely, and so did his heart.
His eyes searched for you, his mind moving at warp speed, this couldn’t happen, not now, not after everything that’s happened.
And then there was silence, Peter’s heart breaking at the scene, he was too late.
That night in Queens, it was as if time stopped, and all that was heard was Spider-Man’s strangled sobs and screams.
Preference "How they react to you fighting over them"
(Hey guys, I only did the men for this one tonight as i got home late and have to work tomorrow so I wrote as fast as I could. Sorry for the inconvenience but i’ll try i can for the girls tomorrow. Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)
Negan-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d get overly excited and wouldn’t be able to hide his joy. He’d laugh and encourage you to keep going, commenting out loud as if it were a sporting event, only to come to a stop as you’d yell at him or he’d see how serious the fight had gotten.
Daryl-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d feel responsible for it and wouldn’t want to see either of you practically hurting yourself in any way over him. He’d barge in somewhat mad at you both for being so childish and just put himself in front of you to make it clear to the other person that you’re his choice.
Rick-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d be surprised to know he was so loved and wouldn’t know what to say or do to handle it all. He’d let it pass a few instances here and there but as he’d soon grow fed up with it and would have to put a term to it, making it clear that he would want no one else but you.
Merle-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d find it too amusing and wouldn’t be able to deny how much it pleased him to see ladies want him so badly. He’d boast about it a lot, ending up annoying everyone, even you with how big of a deal it is to him, only to come to a stop and put an end to it all as you’d threaten to seriously leave him.
Glenn-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d get worried about you and wouldn’t want to stress you out anymore. He’d know himself enough to want no one else but you and would take it upon himself to make it clear to the both of you. He’d have a moment with the other person and tell them to lay off of you.
Carl-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d find it to be childish and would want to resolve the issue as fast as he could. Although at times he’d feel torn apart between you both, once his mind has been made on you, there would be no turning back and he’d make it all stop at an instance, standing up for you.
The Governor-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d play dumb, pretending to not understand the situation, simply to see how persistent you are for him. He’d love nothing more than to know of how possessive you could be for him, hence the whole act, only to put an end to it once he realizes how upset you can get.
Abraham-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d get annoyed by the constant fights he’d have with you because of it all and would put an end to it himself. He’d have time to reflect on whether he wants to be with you or not and once that choice is made, he wouldn’t bullshit anything and just give out his flat out answer.
Eugene-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he wouldn’t really believe it and just be in denial of it, avoiding you both at nearly any instant. He’d be even more nervous to hear about it all and would always come up with another excuse as he explains to someone else what’s happening and would never be clear about his feelings.
Ron-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d be rather thrilled about it but not because two people want him but because of how possessive you are. He’d always have his fun seeing and listening to what you have to do and say to the other person and would stay quiet for the most part until you’d have enough.
Jesus-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d be worried over you both and wouldn’t want there to be any more turmoil within the group. He’d have a talk with you both in private and try his best to resolve everything, even going as far as to threaten to leave the group if neither of you stop.
Dwight-Whenever he catches you fighting over him with someone, he’d hate to see you being hurt in any way and would go out of his way to protect you. He’d always pull you back and take it instead, whether it be words or hits. He’d then himself make it clear that he wants nothing else than to be with you.
The sun is shining in your face when you wake up, making you want to keep your eyes shut even as you feel yourself being pulled from sleep.
It takes a moment for you to realize that you’re not in your own bed, instead you feel a solid chest under your head and it only takes another second for you to realize it’s Harry. Falling asleep in your best friend’s bed wasn’t an unusual thing for you, but what was out of the ordinary was the big, warm hand spread across your ass.
“What the hell?” You mutter, your voice still gruff and quiet from sleep. “Why is your hand on my ass?”
When you don’t hear a reply from Harry you open your eyes and are immediately met with the bare skin of his chest. Harry sleeping in just boxers is normal, but, after a minute, you realize you’re also missing a shirt.
hi i'm so glad you're back and feeling better!! 💗 can i request no. 98 & 100 for mr. "i love dark" changbin please :,)?
changbin + “you seemed sad, so i bought you flowers.” & “don’t make me say it.” word count: 1,651 words.
author’s note: thank you anon! i hope that you’re feeling well too. here’s your request, i had a lot of fun writing this even though i kept getting distracted adflaskd. ps: this is unedited because it’s 3am and i just wanted to be done with it after all my distractions so i’ll re-read this tomorrow and fix whatever needs to be fixed
it’s nine at night when she finally gives up on the idea of her blind date arriving. she nervously taps her nails against the third glass of water that she’s had refilled, and fiddles with her phone with her other hand.
she has two options now. on one hand, she could swallow her pride, book it out of the restaurant alone, grab a taxi, spend christmas eve alone, and pretend this never happened. on the other hand, she could call changbin and save her pride from the public but suffer changbin’s nagging. maybe he’d even spend christmas eve with her, even though she had ditched their month old plans for it one week ago.
so maybe she did fuck up. or she definitely did. but to be fair, hyunjin, jisung, and felix were very persistent in regard to the blind date they had set her up on and changbin had even given her a (slightly passive-aggressive) approval on it, assuring her that he understood that the three boys were a pain in the ass when they wanted something.
yet here she was, being stood up on her christmas eve date and debating whether or not she should text her best friend rather than spending time with a cute boy. she does text him, in the end, in hopes that he hadn’t made new plans.
december 24, 9:14pm to: dark lover hey, so i might’ve been stood up on the boys’ set-up blind date and i need a ride if you’re free?
the ‘delivered’ sign appears immediately, and the ‘read 9:15″ sign appears shortly after. when he doesn’t immediately reply, she frowns. but then changbin replies with a familiar annoyed emoji, and she knows that he isn’t doing anything other than scrolling through his phone alone on christmas eve.
december 24, 9:15pm from: dark lover -________-
from: dark lover i’ll be there in fifteen minutes, you idiot.
even despite the insult, she chuckles softly, finally able to relax just a little bit even despite the pitying stares from the couples and employees around her.
she’s about to stand up to meet changbin at the entrance when he arrives, but instead, he motions for her to sit down with one hand while hiding his other hand behind his back.
as he nears, she notices he’s dressed in a black button-down shirt and jeans, a contrast to his typical denim jacket or sweater, and his cheeks are tinted a slight pink. his expression, contrary to his usual overflowing confidence, looks almost bashful.
she’s about to comment on his current state when he shocks her even more by revealing a bouquet of yellow acacias and daffodils, with other flowers in the mix for decoration.
“you seemed sad, so i bought you flowers,” he says before continuing. “and what kind of best friend would i be if i let you spend your christmas eve alone after you get all dressed up for the occasion?” his bashful expression turns into one of teasing as he slides into the seat across from her.
she blinks, because she isn’t actually sad. more embarrassed about sitting in a restaurant alone for an hour, but now there’s a scarlet tinge on her cheeks as she accepts the flowers and stares at her best friend who looks effortlessly handsome today. he looks handsome everyday, to be completely honest, but today he’s in a button-up shirt and not a plain plaid shirt and that just gets to her.
right now, she’s having difficulty seeing him as just a best friend.
“so? order. it’s my treat,” changbin says as he grins, sliding her a menu before opening up his own menu. “or do i have to order for you, because you look like you just saw a ghost.”
changbin does end up ordering for her, because she’s too indecisive to pick just one between the carbonara, lasagna, and margherita pizza. changbin settles on choosing the margherita pizza for her, because pizza is always a win.
when the pizza arrives, she tries to use a fork and knife to cut it and eat it piece by piece like the people around her are doing, but after changbin arches an eyebrow at her uncharacteristic behavior, she laughs and puts her fork and knife down in favor of eating with her hands.
“so, what else is there to do on christmas eve for a date?” changbin asks as they walk down the streets of seoul. his choice of words doesn’t go unnoticed by her, and she nearly forgets to answer his question because of how her breath catches in her throat.
“we could join the party woojin’s having at his house,” she suggests, laughing when she sees the grimace on changbin’s face before he grumbles.
“this is a date, we aren’t going to spend it at woojin’s house.” her breath catches in her throat again and her heart threatens to beat out of her chest. “we can go to lotte world.”
her jaw drops. “changbin, that’s expensive and last minute.”
“i can spoil my best friend on christmas. consider it a christmas gift,” he shrugs.
“you already got me a christmas gift.”
“… consider this a second christmas gift.”
lotte world is littered with decorations of red, green, and gold. there isn’t any snow on this christmas day, but even then, she and changbin find themselves under a falling flurry of shaved ice dispensed through fake snow producers settled atop buildings and tall trees.
the weather is cold, and the fake snow makes it even colder, and changbin sees that as the perfect opportunity to affectionately wrap his coat around the both of them as they stand in line for ferris wheel. she’s huddled beside him within the comforts of his coat, wondering when the hell changbin became so affectionate while he wonders when the hell he became so confident when it came to her.
as in, sure, he’s always shown his love for her in the ways a best friend would and he really thought she would’ve notice by now, but to be so damn straightforward as to take her on an impromptu date on christmas eve and do this? changbin didn’t know what had gotten into him. but he guesses that when he planned a month ago to confess on christmas at midnight before the idiots had set her up on a blind date, he had been damn determined to really go through with it.
he sneaks a peek at his watch that tells him it’s 11:29 already, but he grimaces at the cliche idea of confessing on a ferris wheel. his solution is to duck into the fast lane when the workers aren’t looking, ignoring her protests of confusion. he’s laughing as they reach the front of the line behind only a few others in front of them, and she’s smacking him on the arm.
“what was that about?” she asks as she forces herself into his coat again.
“i have another place to take you to at midnight,” he replies.
he actually doesn’t know where he’s going to take her.
he just knows that he’s definitely not going to be the cliche guy who confesses on a ferris wheel. he has an image to uphold, even if it’s in front of the person in front of whom he’s already broken his image too many times to count.
“where are you taking me now, changbin?” she asks as she jogs behind him, his hand holding her wrist as he jogs around aimlessly to find the perfect place to confess to her. “the fireworks are starting soon,” she adds.
at 11:58, changbin finds them to be directly in front of the castle as an announcement blares through the loud speakers about the fireworks. he figures that this will have to work.
“are we going to be able to see the fireworks here?” she asks, her wrist still in his hand.
“you don’t need to,” changbin starts, beginning to laugh softly partly at her expression and partly out of nervousness. “i just–”
“oh god, don’t make me say it,” he starts as he slides his light grip from her wrist to her hand and grabs her other hand with his so that she faces him.
“changbin, you can’t just make me run all over lotte world, start to say something, and then ask me not to make you say it–”
the first firework goes off.
“i like you,” changbin blurts out, “i mean i love you, but not in a best friend type of way. i mean that i’m in love with you. and fuck, this wasn’t how i was planning on confessing to you after you were just stood up by your blind date three hours ago”
fireworks begin to go off in her chest and nervous butterflies begin to flutter in his stomach as she looks up at him with glistening eyes in slight disbelief. he observes that her cheeks are pink, but he’s not sure if it’s because of the cold or because of his confession.
“answer me,” he huffs in annoyance to guise his anxious tone, fingers starting to drum on the back of her hand in nervousness.
“i realized tonight when you walked in with a dumb black button-up and flowers to cheer me up about a blind date i wasn’t even sad about in the first place instead of your usual plaid t-shirt that i’m in love with you too, and i think i’m pretty dumb to not have realized your feelings before your confession, nonetheless my own feelings.”
12:01. another firework goes off, but it’s nothing compared to the fireworks in their chests. he laughs, and so does she.
12:02. they are the only two people in a crowded theme park. their lips meet, and in that moment, all they care about is each other.
(felix, hyunjin, and jisung’s plan to get them together worked).
I’m uploading this to de-stress because frankly I just tanked an exam. Honestly, it probably didn’t go as badly as I think, but I’m pretty sure that I still got half of the questions wrong. Nonetheless, at least I’m essentially finished with work this week. Woo hoo!
I love Fenrien. Can Loki let him love with us? He will be a good Fenrien, I promise.
thank god she’s back with loki but she’s gonna have to explain everything and he is not gonna be happy
That was wild! But I hope Thor finds them and sees his brother for himself
Loki stood up and left your side to approach the unconscious
Fenrien. He placed his foot under the snoozing man’s ribs–
–and kicked sharply.
Fenrien swore loudly, and rolling over with an arm around
his ribcage. He groaned for a moment – coughed – and then began to chuckle throatily.
“Sit up,” Loki demanded. “You do not live here, so do not act like it.”
“Loki, he doesn’t have anywhere else to go,” you pleaded, crossing the room swiftly
and helping Fenrien to his feet.
With narrow eyes, Loki examined what was unfolding in front
of him. This Fenrien character and yourself seemed very… comfortable around one
another. You dusted off his clothing and studied his pupils before brushing a
little ice from his long, blonde hair. The elf was tall and slender, supple
dark skin contrasting his fair hair agreeably, and an all too familiar twinkle
in his almond-shaped eyes. He had an arm around your shoulders and gazed at you
appreciatively as you dusted him off. Something about this man didn’t sit right
with Loki – though he couldn’t explain why yet.
“Exactly what happened to you?” he
I realise I’m gonna get hate for this, but at this point I don’t care.
I’m a Shallura shipper, and I only really see Shiro and Keith’s relationship as brotherly, but I personally don’t mind Shaladin.
We all know Shiro’s twenty-five, Pidge is fourteen, and Keith, Lance and Hunk’s ages aren’t specified, but they’re in their “late teens”, which can go from seventeen to TWENTY-ONE, making them legal. Either way, they’re fictional characters, so you can just age them all up and it’s fine.
From what I’ve seen between Shiro and Keith’s canon interactions especially, they have a mutual respect for eachother, and Shiro’s a sensible guy, so if they did get into a relationship, it wouldn’t be an abusive one.
If you still have a problem with it, fine, but you don’t need to go out of your way to call Shaladin shippers disgusting, like how much do you have to hate your own life to spread so much negativity over fictional characters. Block the tags if it makes you that uncomfortable. I hate incest ships, but I don’t go bashing people who like them. Leave the shippers alone. Leave the VAs alone.
You knocked three times then stepped back and awaited for Hannah to open the door. You had just had an argument with your boyfriend Zach, it was petty, nothing serious but you called Hannah anyway and she told you to come over as she had a free house tonight.
The sound of laughter and muffled music emerged from inside so you assumed Hannah had company over.
You inhaled a deeply then sighed “Great”
All you wanted to do was spend some one on one time with your best friend and not have share your business with anyone else.
Soon enough, the door knob turned and the door swung open, revealing a very tipsy Hannah Baker
“Y/N!!” She exclaimed as she flung her arms around your shoulders and placed a slobbery kiss on your cheek.
“Hannah, thaaanks” you say as you wipe her kiss away from your cheek.
She pulls you into the warmth of her house and kicks the door shut behind you “If I even hear the words ‘Zach Dempsey’ I am kicking you in your ovaries”
You chuckle “Fine, I won’t mention the kid”
You watch in amusement as Hannah staggers over to her parents liquor cabinet, crouches down and pulls out a bottle. You hover over her as she begins to pour some into a glass.
“Want some?” She asks
You thought about saying no, I mean it was never a good idea to get drunk when your upset “..Fuck it. Sure”
She holds the wine glass above her head and you take it from her.
“So you gonna introduce me to your drinking buddy upstairs or what?”
“Courtney, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Courtney” Hannah said introducing you to the girl sat casually on her bed.
“Hey” she said sweetly “Don’t I know you?”
You shrugged and leaned against Hannah’s dresser.
“Ignore her” Hannah says wavering her free hand around “She’s just mad at her boyfriend”
You pull your jacket off and lay it the chair in Hannah’s room. You know the one, the one dedicated to having a pile of clothes on it.
“Damn. You have a great figure” Courtney says, bringing a smile to your face.
“Doesn’t she?” Hannah agrees “And she’s wasting all of that on the likes of Zach Dempsey”
You chuckle and sit in the bed with them. You already knew you had a great body, it was probably what drew Zach to you in the first place but the comments from the girls made you blush a little. You never usually got compliments from girls
Without warning Hannah lifts up the bottom of your glass, forcing you to drink more “Drink up cos your way behind”
“We we’re gonna playing truth or dare, we could use a third player” Courtney said smirking at you.
“I’m in but I’m not doing no illegal shit” you say before downing the last of the contents in your glass “Dare”
Courtney and Hannah look to each other then back to you.
You smile at them “What?”
“Strip” Hannah orders, her eyes widened and both eyebrows risen.
“No fucking way”
You we’re comfortable taking your clothes off in front of Hannah. She was your best friend and had seen in your underwear plenty times before. But not Courtney. You just met the girl.
“Pussyy” Hannah hisses
“Sorry Courtney but I just met you and-
“What do you think I’m gonna do?” She questions “I won’t tell anyone”
“Take it off baby” Hannah sings. You roll your eyes and begin to undress earning a few cat whistles and cheers from the girls. You pull dress down, revealing your blue lace bra and black underwear.
“Damn girl” Courtney says, scanning your body up and down
Blushing, you grab a pillow from Hannah’s bed and hug it over your body. “Ok. Ok. Next person”
“Truth” Hannah picks
“Hannah Baker” Courtney says, sitting up on her knees “..Are you a virgin?”
Hannah raises her glass “Yesss and proud”
“That’s my girl” you say as you clink your glasses together.
Hannah crawls over to you and lays her head on your lap. You could tell the alcohol was getting to her.
Courtney continues her inquiry “Waiting for the right person?”
“Well, I have someone in mind but-who knows” Hannah shrugs.
You begin to run your hands through her hair, smiling to yourself, knowing exactly who Hannah was talking about.
Courtney leans in “Who is it?”
“Two questions in one?” Hannah giggles “I don’t think so Court. But nice try”
“What about you Court? Are you a virgin?” You ask her
“Virginity is a man made concept I chose not to believe in” She plainly tells you
You nod “Well said”
You hold your hands up and shake your head “Not my question”
“Ok. Truth or dare?”
“Dare” you quickly say
Courtney smiles “I dare you- I dare you to kiss me”
Hannah laughs and you join her “Hunny I’m not drunk enough for that”
“It’s just a bit of fun” Courtney tells you as she inches a little closer to you.
“Zach would kill me if he found out”
“Pfft, fuck Zach” Hannah says as she holds her middle finger up I for the of your face.
“He might find it really hot”
You look around the room “Fine..”
A huge smile was plastered across both your faces. Courtney leans into you and licks over her bottom lip, promoting you to follow her actions and lean into her as well. She gently grabs the back of your neck and presses her lips against yours.
You smile at her lips and she does it again, this time sliding her tongue into your mouth. This was your first time kissing a girl. This was your first time kissing someone other than Zach.
Courtney was surprisingly dominating. She began to get a little rough as she pushed you on to your bed and began sucking your neck as her hands cupped your boobs.
“Girls” Hannah warns before crawling from underneath you.
You harshly push Courtney away and sit up, adjusting your bra back over your boobs as you tried to catch your breath.
“Holy shit Courtney” Hannah says “Your not as innocent as I thought you we’re”
“Sorry” she giggles “Got a little carried away I guess”
"Shh!” Hannah orders “..Did you hear that?”
You grab the pillow again “Hear wha-
Before you could even finish your sentence Courtney and Hannah ran over to the window and shone a huge tort he outside.
You walk over and stand behind them. By the time you got there it was too late, and you only caught the glimpse of someone running away from the house.
“You said it was some creepy guy from down the street!” Courtney yells all in one breathe.
She begins to pack her belongings into her arm.
“Thats who I thought it was” Hannah tells her “I didn’t know my stalker was Tyler-fucking-Down!”
“You have a stalker?” You ask
“Whatever” Courtney mumbles under her breath as she quickly exits he room. Hannah chases after her and you begin to get dressed again.
— A few days later —
Monday afternoon had rolled around, you hadn’t thought about the sleepover incident much until you reached your locker and spotted Tyler walking into the dark room.
You rolled your eyes and shook the thoughts of that night out of your head.
“You seen Courtney?”
You shut the door of your locker and faced Hannah.
Hannah fishes her phone from out of her pocket and shows you the picture of you and Courtney kissing. You take the phone from Hannah and inspect it closely.
Hannah sighs “She’s really torn up about it”
“No one can even tell it’s us” you hand the phone back to Hannah and begin to make your way to the lunch room.
“And how comes you never told me you had a stalker?” You suddenly ask her
Hannah shrugs “I didn’t think you cared”
You enter the lunch room and search for someone in particular “Of course I care”
You spotted Zach sat at the lunch table with the other jocks and immediately walked over to them.
“Hey baby” You announce before placing a kiss on his plump lips. Zach grabs your waist and gently pulls you down on his lap.
You hear Hannah scoff “Guess you guys made up then? That didn’t take long”
Zach looks up at you “Do you have to tell everyone about every little argument we have?”
“She’s my best friend”
“Yeah well it’s none of her business”
“You guys seen this” Justin announces as he holds up he screen of his phone, showing you the picture Hannah had previously shown you.
You flick his phone away “Yeah two girls kissing. Get over it”
“Lemme see?” Zach asks. Justin hands him the phone
“Oh shit” Zach zooms into the picture “They look hot”
You give Zach a dull look. You knew it was you in that picture, but he didn’t. He hugs you tighter and buries his head in the crook of your neck.
“I-I mean hot in temperature, you know-that’s why one of them is half naked cos it’s hot…in the room”
“Nice save” Bryce says, taking the phone from him “These girls, they look pretty familiar”
“Porn stars in the making” Marcus says earning a few laughs from the boys.
You look up at Hannah “Besides we never actually broke up”
“Didn’t seem like that a few days ago” Hannah states before walking away from the table.
Zach’s jaw clenched “What the fuck did she mean by that?”
Summary: Kyungsoo’s new apartment has some quirks. Like you, the ghost who still maintains the fact that the apartment is yours, not his. (Part 2/3) Scenario: fluff, angst, mentions of death, violence Word Count: 3,818 Part 1Part 3
a horrible story in which the main character grew up with shawn and geoff and they were best friends and feelings get messy and i don’t even know what the fuck this. don’t even read this. it is shit.
“I know that we shouldn’t keep doing this, but I really don’t care anymore,” he whispered to me a low voice, trying to avoid attracting attention.
“Just keep your voice down, please,” I murmured in response. “ Now is really not the time.”
“No one is even paying attention to us right now,” Shawn comforted me with a shy smile. “They are all too busy trying to figure out the rest of the songs for the acoustic set tomorrow; no one is going to notice that we are talking so intimately.”
“Aren’t you part of them?” I questioned him, pointing at the other guys sitting on the couch in the middle of the room, hoping they would not notice me.
Shawn rolled his golden eyes, never losing his smile as those dimples of his made him seem even more attractive by just a simple movement of his facial muscles. “I think they can do just fine without me for a few moments,” he reassured me, daring to run his fingers along my wrist for a brief moment. “They probably aren’t even planning quite yet. Plus, I think one of friends thinks you’re pretty-”
If you are still taking request, can I have "I can't do this anymore." Adrienette angst. I I'm the angsty mood.
“I can’t do this anymore,” Marinette muttered, looking at her reflection in the mirror. “You’re a fraud. Why does anyone even put up with you? You’re needy and insecure and ridiculous.” She felt the sting of tears as soon as she noticed her eyes glistening. “Stop sharing. Stop complaining. Just be who they think you are.”
She took in a deep breath and straightened, nodding at her reflection. She smoothed out her jacket and adjusted her pigtails and wiped at the incriminating wetness under her eyes. She swallowed past the lump in her throat as she pushed through the bathroom door.
Nino frowned as she drew near. “Are you okay, Mari? You look a little off.”
Marinette plastered on a smile. “I’m fine.”
“This wasn’t your best work,” Ms. Bustier said gently, handing the stack of papers back to Marinette. “I expected a little more from you.”
“Sorry, I’ll do better next time.”
“Such an idiot,” her mind whispered. “You’re not allowed to be upset about this. You really should just accept that you’re a failure.”
Alya winced, looking over at her. “That sucks, girl. You all right?”
She nodded with a small smile. “I’m fine.”
“Something’s wrong,” Chat Noir said, stepping closer. “Talk to me, my Lady.”
Ladybug looked out over the city, eyes glassy behind her mask. “I’m fine.”
“I should be,” she whispered.
He frowned, sitting down beside her on the roof ledge. “Did you have a bad day?”
“Do you ever wonder why we were chosen? Why us?” she asked, ignoring his question.
“Sure, all the time.”
She turned to him before he could respond, tears in her eyes. “I don’t want to feel this way.”
“What way?” His voice was soft as he took her hand in his.
“Nothing’s good enough. I’m not good enough.”
“Who has been telling you that?” he asked, the edge of a growl seeping into his tone.
“No one. I just…I hate myself right now. Nothing has even really happened. Little things that piled up maybe? It’s stupid. I feel foolish for even having these feelings which only makes it worse.” She shook her head. “I shouldn’t be dumping on you. All I do is complain lately. I don’t feel like I even have anyone left who isn’t sick of hearing me.”
“You always have me.”
“Ladybug always has you,” she corrected. “Marinette has no one.”
Chat Noir blinked. “Marinette?”
Ladybug closed her eyes, fists clenching in her lap. “I literally just did that, didn’t I? I’m such a fucking idiot. I wish this would just end already.”
Chat Noir looked down at the drop below them and cautiously urged his partner off the roof edge. Once they were standing in the the middle of the space, he put his hands on her shoulders. “You’re Marinette.”
“I guess,” she shrugged.
“But you never seem upset,” he frowned. “How can you…I had no idea you were feeling this way.”
Her eyes sharpened slightly. “You know me?”
Chat Noir dropped his transformation and Adrien looked back at her in concern. “Can we talk?”
She nodded, pink light flashing all around her. “I feel like I should be shocked, but I just feel numb.”
Adrien led them to the roof access door and they sat down against it. “When my mom was…gone, I had a really rough time.”
Marinette dropped her head in her hands. “I must sound like such a baby to you. Nothing has even happened to me and you’re–”
“Stop,” he reprimanded gently. “Let me finish. Nathalie made me go to counseling. I hated it. I hated myself. I felt weak and messed up and…” he glanced down at her, “just wrong.”
“It was more rage for me,” he continued. “The tiniest things would set me off. Literally nothing would happen and I would be ready to kill someone.”
“I can’t imagine you like that,” she interjected softly.
He shook his head. “I’m glad. It wasn’t good.”
“But you aren’t angry now.”
“It did actually help to talk to someone. I never realized how much I had been holding in, how much I had been trying to hide away so no one realized those things about me.” He took her hand in his once more, studying her palm. “My mom disappeared, and sure, that was some of it, but it wasn’t all of it, you know? There wasn’t some big thing that suddenly made me angry. It was like my mind had started building up this explosion and by the time it happened, there was nothing I could do but let it take me over. I don’t want that to happen to you.”
“Thanks. I’ll be fine.”
“It’s okay if you aren’t for a while, you know. I’ll still be here.”
Marinette tried to hold back the tears but it was too much. Adrien’s arm went around her shoulders and he pulled her close. “Tell me everything,” he said.