i finally had time to watch it last night

Mr. Min - Chapter 06

Description:  Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual.  Too bad he’s only interested in a relationship that benefits him.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Angst and Smut

Word Count: 26,321 

A/N: I’m so sorry.  I don’t think I’m capable of doing short chapters anymore.  Feel free to read this on AO3 instead if your app messes up.  

And a huge round of applause to the always lovely, @avveh, for beta-ing this behemoth.  I’m so sorry to put you through that lol.

Prologue - Ch 01 - Ch 02 - Ch 03 - Ch 04 - Ch 05 

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another fucking ryden masterpost

ok i know we have a lot already but not many are ~complete~ enough ot have been updated recently so yeah! here we go………………………

so as we all know, ryan has a questionable livejournal that he used before panic really became famous. there’s not a whole lot of ryden related stuff in that, but there is some cute stuff 

“duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude write about how… wait, nvm. i suck at this. i suck at life. psh, YOU suck. I HATE YOU! haha you know i love ya’ baby! wednesday. practice. be there or be…GAY!” honestly early 2000′s brendon is a treasure.

and another cute post from his lj (that I dont have the screencap for)

“I love my 3 friends to death. we are going to move out and see the country together playing music. I know it.”
ryan on august 8th. 2004.

well he was right!! because soon after Pete Wentz contacted them to try to sign them. you can read the conversation here but here’s the best part:

Pete Wentz (7:48:06 PM): You guys look good. The chicks gonna be swooning?
Ryan Ross (7:48:38 PM): once we get a keyboard player who can do all of the sampling we want to do it will be alot better too. its like we know how we want to sound, but just finding the right way to do it i guess is what we are working on.
Ryan Ross (7:48:40 PM): hahaha
Ryan Ross (7:48:51 PM): i dont know man, we look alright i guess
Ryan Ross (7:48:57 PM): we look young
Pete Wentz (7:49:42 PM): Youngs not abd at all
Pete Wentz (7:49:47 PM): How does the singiner look
Ryan Ross (7:50:05 PM): dead sexy.
Ryan Ross (7:50:41 PM): he’s no pete wentz. but still

So now, we move to 2006. this is where ryden becomes real as hell.

Ryan and Brendon both were dating scene queens (you can see my posts of Brendon and Audrey here and Ryan and Jac here)

The relationships didn’t last too long, and after the couples split the girls both claimed the boys to to be gay together.

There is also a supposedly leaked conversation between the girls where they again claim that R&B (lol) are gay together.

slamcrashp33n: Hi. How big/small is brendon uries penis.
twiggofviolence: About 4.5 hard
twiggofviolence: I feel bad for him
slamcrashp33n: Dude me too.
twiggofviolence: Lets not start humilating rumors for him?
slamcrashp33n: Ahhahaha no way dude.
twiggofviolence: I trust u
slamcrashp33n: No. I trust youuuuu
twiggofviolence: he always wanted to have butt sex I think he might be
twiggofviolence: I wouldn’t let him though
twiggofviolence: That’s gnarly
slamcrashp33n: dude fuck yeah. Don’t let him do the flipover on you.
twiggofviolence: Fuck no
slamcrashp33n: Fuck yeah.
twiggofviolence: Him and ryan probably do now
twiggofviolence: I honestly think there’s something goin on
slamcrashp33n: Dude I’ve been calling that shit from the beginniing
slamcrashp33n: No one believes me!
twiggofviolence: Me too whenever I was on tour I’d wake up and they
would be sitting in the lounge together alone at like 7am
slamcrashp33n: That’s shady as shit. Did you call him on it back then?
twiggofviolence: Yeah he said there just “best friends” but he’d rather
sleep with ryan in the lounge then me sometimes in his bed
twiggofviolence: Go figure
twiggofviolence: I just thought he couldn’t sleep on the bus but now I’m
like wow..
slamcrashp33n: dude I always thought he used you as a cover up.
twiggofviolence: I wouldn’t be surpised
twiggofviolence: Honestly haha
slamcrashp33n: Wow that’s some traumatizing shit.
slamcrashp33n: Yo do you have a british accent?
twiggofviolence: Haha sucks for him more I’d hate to be fmaous and try
and hide that I’m gay
twiggofviolence: Nah
slamcrashp33n: Dude if he’s gay then he should be proud. Wellll all of
his 11 yr old followers wouldn’t be fans anymore so I guess I see why he
hies it
slamcrashp33n: Hidesss
twiggofviolence: Haha yeha he’s probaly embaressed since all him fans
are so younge they would be confused
slamcrashp33n: They probably wouldn’t even know what gay was
twiggofviolence: True
slamcrashp33n: Dude jac didn’t answer when I asked her about ryan. Do
you know?
twiggofviolence: Hahaha nope no clue
slamcrashp33n: I bet brendon knows hahhaa
twiggofviolence: Oh duh
slamcrashp33n: Okay I’m off. Thanks for the info.
twiggofviolence: Have fun tell everyone u know
twiggofviolence: Haha
slamcrashp33n: Hhhahah yeah I figured you didn’t really care about
humiliating rumors

so that brings us to the most important event in recorded history ever! summer of 2006! 

First off, a ridiculously important interview Greta Salpeter from the Hush Sound did after they toured with panic:

Q: Tell us about your craziest touring experience.

On the 2006 Panic Tour, we played the House of Blues in Myrtle Beach [JUNE 24TH]. After the show, most of the bands and crew walked a mile to the beach and, having not brought our swimsuits, decided to swim in underwear or totally nude. Bob and I opted to skinny dip and, at one point, he was trying to get back to the shore but the waves were crashing over him and he was gasping for breath. I yelled to him, ‘Bob, are you going to live? As much as I want to help you, we are both naked so I can’t.’ (Would have been far too awkward). Thankfully, he survived in one glorious piece. 

The next night, Ryan made this infamous entry on his livejournal:

6-25-06 01:21:28 PDT - (No Subject)

The moon bred new Atlantic life tonight.the salt burned you right out of my eyes.and secrets we’re not proud of were taken with the tide. We were all newborns with blurred vision and no sense of direction.

Today I saw cancer, cigarettes and shortness of breath.
this is why I walk to the ocean.swim with jellyfish.I may never get this chance again.
this is why if you want to kiss you should kiss.
If you want to cry you should cry, and
if you want to live you should live.
You don’t have to love me. You already did. At least enough to keep me smiling from South Carolina to Virginia.it’s for lovers (orjustfriends)
This is why I do it.

Then Dream, one of the dancers who was on tour with them at the time, also wrote this in her journal:

June 24th, 2006
It’s our last night in Florida and let me tell you… this finally turned into a crazy rock tour… lots of shenanigans happened tonight… but I’ll save this story for the memoirs! Every night I stand on stage and tell the crowd that Brendon is a virgin… let’s just put it this way… it ain’t true!!!!

(Here’s a cute video where Brendon looks good as hell and Ryan says he’s no longer a virgin)

Then, the end of summer. Panic play an iconic show at the MTV VMAs at the end of August (a video for anyone who hasn’t seen.) This is where Ryan meets Keltie who becomes his girlfriend for a while.

2007 comes and passes and not a lot happens, as they were away (fucking) in a cabin and writing Pretty. Odd. However, something important did happen!! 

Ryan’s 21st birthday. His party was in New York City

Brendon wasn’t in NYC at the time, he was in rainy Seattle (important!!!). After the party, Ryan flew out to Seattle (apparently not warming Keltie). 

*scooby doo villain voice* and he would’ve gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for those darn fan pics!

(I couldn’t find the original picture I’m sorry to whoever this fan, this hero is)

This event is believed to be the inspiration to Northern Downpour (Seattle is rainy and in the north… ryden is real) The song also had the lyrics,

I missed your skin when you were east,

You clicked your heels and wished for me.

Ryan was in the east coast….. anyway………

finally, 2008. Good year for ryden.

First off, here’s something from on Dylan Urie’s (Brendon and Shane’s dog) myspace:

Aug 11, 2008 7:33 PM
Subject:  awaking from summer dreams is never easy,  
Body:  but being awoken makes it so much worse.

as summer comes to an end we lose and gain so much.
summer lovers become part time lovers, then slowly fade to just a simple memory.
maybe it’s not so simple to some of us, though.
maybe we can’t just forget at the first leaf of autumn.
maybe we remember every detail until our last breath of air.
maybe we really aren’t okay when asked.
maybe we’re holding on, as we watch them let go.

sometimes, it is quite apparent that our “significant other” doesn’t feel the same.
we deal, because we know that there has to be something there.

a twinkle in an eye. a shock when we kiss. whatever it is, it’s there.
and maybe one day they’ll notice it too.

you know, i’ve never really liked days off.
they make me think too much.

it’s time to start loving to live, not living to love.
we can only give so much without anything in return.

this was pretty much just something i completely made up because i wanted to say i had a totally awesome summer.
then again, maybe it’s not so fictional for most of us after all?
summer’s almost over kiddos.
time to get back to filling those brains of yours’ with knowledge or maybe just nonsense with a degree.

stay smart,

You’ll start to notice that in several of both Ryan and Brendon’s lyrics (even now), they repeatedly refer to “living in a dream” or things along that line. (if you look back to the poem posted on Dylan’s myspace, the subject line reads “awaking from summer dreams are never easy.”)

Finally, in March 2008, Pretty. Odd. is released. the most important album of all time. The album had repeated references to the ocean (where ryden supposedly has sex), the summer, and dreams.

Northern Downpour “we should feed our jewelry to the sea
When the Day Met the Night. “in the middle of summer”
Behind the Sea (self explanatory)
Folkin’ Around “Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summers lasted longer than Longer than we do”
She Had the World “Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream”
From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins “Watch love get strangled by a kite’s cold strings Fall comes early and summer leaves As a storm with the car keys”
She’s a Handsome Woman “Reverie” is another word for dream.
Northern Downpour “If all our life is but a dream”
Behind the Sea “A daydream spills from my corked head”
She Had the World “Throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream

Also something I noticed as I was looking through these lyrics (I noticed a lot but this is the only one where I’m not reaching too hard) in That Green Gentleman, these are the lyrics:

Little deaths in musical beds.
So it seems I’m someone I’ve never met.

You will only hear these elegant crimes,
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes.
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. 

The word for orgasm is French translates into “little death.” I interperet the second verse to talking about when Jac and Audrey revealed Ryden, but thats just me.

Another thing that becomes important is references to the sun/moon. Most people consider Brendon to be the sun and Ryan to be the moon. Even today they still talk about this.

Also, there is many instances of Pretty. Odd. lyrics referencing a gay poet, Arthur Rimbaud.

Mas as Rabbits: We must reinvent love.

AR: I don’t like women, love must be reinvented, that’s for certain.

She’s a Hansome Woman: I wasn’t born to be a skeleton

AR: I wasn’t born to be a skeleton.

Behins the Sea: Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to God.

AR: Does he talk to God? Perhaps I myself should go talk to God.

Mad as Rabbits:  Preached the devil in the belfry

Also, just for bonus, I added in two of my fave ryden pictures of all time…..

in which ryans shirt button gets fucked up and Brendon’s shirt comes off… anyway….. here’s another picture (I’m trying to keep this as picture-free as possible because I know it makes it super hard on mobile users)

I am loving Ryan’s Brendon bracelet!

Another random thing: Spencer and Jon did an interview with out.com and had this to say:

Walker: And what’s the problem if Ryan and Brendon were actually dating, you know? There’s not really any problem with that.
Smith: Because they might be.

So now, 2009. The end of Ryden. 

Ryan and Jon left in July and there’s no more ryden. Now, we just have to use songs released by everyone’s side projects to get our Ryden fix (and there is so much……….)

The Young Veins (2010)

CAPE TOWN!: You asked me if I meant everything I said that night, I didn’t./I loved you, I left you, I lost you in Cape Town. (also: the last pre-split panic show was in Cape Town)

Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won’t:  Will you come visit me, finally finding sleep, we’ll swim around in dreams, stay afloat

Everyone But You:  She comes to me when I dream, I’m tired of counting sheep to see her, I sleep because I need her.

Dangerous Blues:  All I do is lie by the ocean side/Even the tide gets high at night.

Lie to the Truth: I know I broke your heart, mine is broken too. Now if we’re even, why are we both blue?

Panic! at the Disco


Memories:  When they decided they would try to make it on their own/When July became December, their affection fought the cold. But they couldn’t quite remember, what inspired them to go.

Trade Mistakes:  I may never sleep tonight as long as you’re still burning bright. If I could trade mistakes for sheep, count me away before you sleep. I’ll stay awake till I trade my mistakes or they fade away.

The Calender (confirmed to be about the split):  Put another X on the calendar, summer’s on its deathbed. There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends. And I meant everything I said that night. (last lyrics is a response to Cape Town)

Nearly Witches:  Matching set of marching clocks, the slumbering apparitions that they’ve come to wake up. (clearly referencing behind the sea)


Vegas Lights:  Oh, if you only knew what we’ve been up to, I guarantee you’d keep it secret. So give it to me now, we’re lost in a dream now


Hallelujah:  The time for being sad is over and you miss him like you miss no other, and being blue is better than being over it. (a response to Ryan’s question in Lie to the Truth)

Ryan Ross (2014)

Where I Belong: I know I should’ve never left, I’d gotten tired of being buried.

Lonely Moonlight: I’m not even going to decipher this the name is enough

So that’s the gist of it! I made this whole thing in five hours and by the time I finished it was 2am so forgive my typos. ryden is real

Pinned Down*

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Mature
Summary: Steve and Reader train together until things get heated between them and for the sake of every member of the Avengers team.
Word Count: 2.4k
Warnings: what you can expect in a softcore smutty fic, but safe: sexual tension, swearing, dry humping and safe sex.
Author’s Note: The beginning is a rewriting of a training scene in AoS, season 3.

“Steve, I’m not gonna fight you… again.” You panted heavily in the late evening as you finished thirty minutes of hard training with the super soldier, after a quick workout session with the rest of the team.

“It’s not fighting, it’s training.” He ran a hand through his hair, brushing the locks out of his forehead.

“The last time we trained alone, I had to stop my powers because you were too sweet,” you made your best puppy eyes, and he chuckled as he drank some water.

“You won’t hurt me, Y/N because you won’t use your abilities,” he came back to the mats, ready to fight. “And I can be dark sometimes.”

“We finally found a night off in three weeks, and this is what you want to do?” You threw your hands in the air dramatically as you exposed your annoyance. “We could be lounging or binge watching some show. Or…”

“I need to blow off some steam, and you said training was the core of a partnership when you worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. So, that’s what we are doing.”

“You’re such a workaholic, you know that?”

“I miss you too,” he smiled and you mimicked. “I know, a friend shouldn’t be away for this long, so you can hit me,” he quipped, yet he wished it wasn’t true and you were his girlfriend.

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Originally posted by mountean

  • a/n: this came out longer than i expected bc i got carried away with the ridiculousness of soonyoung
  • soulmate au where you will switch bodies with each other randomly
  • everyone thought soonyoung was the unlucky 1% that didn’t have a soulmate
  • why? because he didn’t have anything that showed signs of having one
  • he didn’t have a timer, he couldn’t hear his soul mates thoughts, he couldn’t feel anything his soulmate did
  • but soonyoung was positive, no matter how many people gave him that pity look soonyoung always smiled brightly because he definitely knows he has one.
  • soonyoung looked online for answers and he found a forum about people who didn’t have any physical signs of a soulmate, he discovered that for some people it takes time for it to develop
  • so that’s what soonyoung believes
  • “it’s not that I don’t have a soulmate. I just haven’t figured out how to find them” 
  • he’s really positive through all of this, he’s just this kind of really free spirit that whole heartedly believes he has one and on the off chance that he is in fact that 1% well he says he’ll just steal seokmin’s soul mate
  • the first time he switched bodies with you wow did he freak out a lot
  • he woke up really groggy and didn’t know where he was because the blanket was a lot fluffier than he remembered and when did he get a lot more pillows and why does his chest feel heavy
  • soonyoung literally shoots up out of bed and falls off and He’s running to the bathroom and he has this horrified face like “IM A GIRL”
  • he’s really really really confused and so he does what any person would go
  • google ‘'why did I suddenly turn into a girl’
  • turns out a lot of the results point towards soulmates and now soonyoung is grinning from ear to ear like “TAKE THAT SEOKMIN I ACTUALLY HAVE A SOULMATE”
  • and for 10 minutes soonyoung stares in the mirror bc wow his soulmate is kinda breathtaking even with bed hair
  • feels really really really bad bc he has to change out of your pajamas and He’s closing his eyes with your shirt off trying to find another shirt and He’s screaming “IM SORRY”
  • leaves a note on your mirror saying he’s sorry once again
  • finally changes into normal clothes and because he feels kind of skeptic, he’s slowly stepping out of your room
  • found your phone and wants to unlock it but doesn’t know the password so he can’t really call anyone
  • instead he locks himself in your apartment out of fear because he doesn’t know what a girl acts like
  • decides to binge watch tv shows and eat the junk food you had lying around (you did not appreciate the 15 bags of snacks he decided to eat)
  • he discovers your laptop and luckily for him it wasn’t locked, he’s messing around when it finally occurs to him that he could log into his facebook and call the members
  • video calls seokmin
  • seokmin screams when a girl answers “WHO ARE YOU”
  • soonyoung decides to mess with seokmin like “hi seokmin, I really enjoyed our time last night”
  • cue seokmins soulmate in the background asking who she is and why they were together
  • soonyoung laughing his ass off before he’s like “okay sorry, it’s soonyoung’
  • “stop lying, soonyoung is a boy”
  • “I’m soonyoung I switched bodies with my soul mate”
  • that goes on for 5 minutes before soonyoung is finally like “FINE THEN WHERE IS SOONYOUNG”
  • soonyoung goes to his apartment bc apparently his soulmate locked themselves in his room and refuses to come out
  • when the doors open Chan, Minghao, and Jun are staring at the small girl at the door like “who are you”
  • “I’m here for soonyoung”
  • Chan: he’s kind of busy right now
  • soonyoung doesn’t even bother, he walked right straight in and knocks on his door “hey its me.”
  • and the three boys watch in astonishment as the door opens and the girl is being pulled in
  • ‘'does soonyoung have a girlfriend”
  • now soonyoung is looking at himself in the eyes of his soulmate
  • “did you change my clothes?”
  • you two just kinda sit in his room together really astonished that this was how the universe decided to have you guys be soul mates
  • and its really silent for a while before soonyoung says “I didn’t look at your body but did you?”
  • it isn’t until the next morning when you guys switch back, so you basically spent the whole night together kind of getting to know each other
  • when you two switch back its a fight for the bathroom because you two literally held it in for 24 hours
  • jun, minghao, and chan sitting in the kitchen staring at the chaos because one) soonyoung just spent the night with a girl and two) what was that about changing her clothes
  • after telling everyone the whole body switch situation everything just kinda makes sense now
  • you and soonyoung will switch bodies at least once a month
  • its really weird and random but you two actually end up enjoying it after the first few times
  • you asked soonyoung to dance in your body once and you literally developed a massive crush on yourself bc you looked good
  • you and soonyoung actually start to get use to being in each others bodies like you don’t mind using the bathroom in his body (since you saw it while doing the do)
  • soonyoung acts cutely when he’s in your body, says oppa a lot because it sounds cute from your voice
  • “OPPAA”
  • “I swear to god soonyoung”
  • it was the worse body switch of your life because soonyoung cried saying his face was so beautiful
  • soonyoung uses your body to flirt and mess with the guys
  • the first time soonyoung knew he loved you was the day after your 3rd time switching bodies
  • he woke up with you snuggled into his chest, his arm was being used as your head rest as you lazily had your arm draped around his stomach
  • and you were dressed in his large white t-shirt with shorts on and even though he was the one that put it on the day before it was an entirely new sight with his actual eyes
  • he couldn’t help but stare at your features because he found you so beautiful, so naturally breathtaking and he wondered if you saw just how beautiful you were to him when you are in his body
  • like he just can’t wrap his head around it, when he’s in your body he just thinks ‘'oh I’m y/n for today okay’ but when he’s looking at you with his own eyes and body, he just feels his chest thump loudly and all he wants to do is lift you in his arms and pepper you with kisses
  • and while he’s watching you sleep soundly into his chest with bits of drool at the ends of your mouth he’s swooning in his head and his whole body fills with joy and that’s when he knows he’s head over heels
  • soonyoung prefers sports bras over regular ones and you could not agree more
  • you two literally bond a lot about the struggles of being a guy and girl
  • you once gave guy advice to the other boys and it was really awkward because they always forget that you become soonyoung once a month
  • jun once complimented your body to soonyoung while you were in soonyoungs body
  • it was awkward so you decided to not tell jun that it was the time of the month
  • but you appreciated the compliment
  • while in your body, soonyoung got hit on and he didn’t know what to do
  • “being a girl is hard”
  • once got turned on while in your body
  • soulmate soonyoung is a really cute free spirited guy that respects your body while he’s in it. and he just really really loves you and always makes sure your body is in tip top shape for the next day. he’s also just a cute bun that likes to mess with others but by the end of the day he just loves snuggling with you and holding you in his arms
|| spiderman loves you ||

{summary: what happens when your crush gets a hold of your journal?}

i really wanted to write something cute for peter because wow i still love him a lot.

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @animexchocolate , @moonlight53 , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

warnings: none

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sunrise. (jb x reader)

Originally posted by justrightforjb

A/N: Requests are open!

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1k

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You couldn’t remember exactly when you started getting up so early, just that it had been a habit since you were very little. 

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A lot of looks from B.A.P!!

Yongguk bit his lip at me!  He dead ass Stared at me !!!and bit his bottom lip at me!!!!! DaeHyun was stealing looking from me! Everytime i looked at him i would catch up looking at me!!! And finally he got up the courage to stare deeply in my eyes i was stooked!!!! Zelo was watching me hard! Same was Yongguk!!!!

Jungup!! Oh boy this man wasn’t playing any games today!!!!!! When i say he was watching me!!! He watching me hard!!!!! Freaking Himchan looked at me and sprayed his water gun in my face a few times😂😂😂 Youngjae was staring at me hard!!! Had my own private meet and greet with the boys #Blessed

I got proof pt 1!! See this man jungup wasn’t playing any games last night!!! He dead ass kept staring at me!! :

Proof pt 2:

pt 3 🔥🔥🔥 :

Omg proof Pt 4 

When your main is too shy to look at you but you catch him stealing glimpses of me throughout the whole concert is the cutest thing ever ❤BUT when He gets the courage to look at you dead in the eyes & sings to you for a minute #shook 😘😘.

Yongguk 😚 :

Zelo proof!!🔥😙:


the 5 steps to happiness

summary: caroline arrives in the afterlife (requested by @kmze and a lot of others!)

a/n: this is a little different from what I usually write but I liked it and it was an excuse to write pure steroline fluff, plus a little Lexi and Liz. Enjoy!


He’s not expecting it when it happens. 

Of course, he knew it would happen, but he hoped it would be much further down the line. He is barely on his 200th calendar, the boxes of January crossed out in yellow counting down the days, a constant reminder that she is on her way. He just hoped she lived a very long and happy life before hand. 

He sits in his armchair in front of the fire, hers placed carefully next to his side, tapping his fingers along the rim of his half empty glass. Journal open on his lap as his jaw ticks with the lack of inspiration. 

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I Can’t Save Her: Part 28

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Sex

Catch Up Here

Word Count: 1663

Summary: You have been with the Avengers for three years and during that time you have developed a close friendship with Bucky. When you discover another woman in Bucky’s room you begin to question what your true feelings are for him.

Author’s Notes: As I’ve said previously – this story is kind of on its homestretch.   Here’s a little quiet before the storm <3.

Originally posted by lowkeysebastianstan

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Tony and Steve had both agreed that it would be best to stay in Vienna for the time being. The rest of the team could handle any missions that arose in the states, and it would give us time away. They both fretted over me constantly – I was healing fine physically, but I could tell that they worried about my impulsive and irrational behavior during our mission. Every day Bucky spent hours with the doctors that Tony had brought to the facility as they tried to determine if H.Y.D.R.A. had done anything to his mind. As much as I had hoped for our kiss to be the gateway to something more – it hadn’t. Bucky kept his distance during the day – going so far as to avoid me, but stayed with me every night. By the time I woke up each morning he was always gone.  Several days passed and he kept up his disappearing act – always offering me comfort during the night, but vanishing before the morning.

Everything changed the night he had his nightmare.

I woke to Bucky screaming beside me. As I rolled over on my side I saw him writhing under some invisible force, his body soaked in sweat, as his chest heaved with exertion. I immediately remembered the last time he had a nightmare – the catalyst that made him finally leave. For a moment I laid frozen beside him – unsure as to what I should do. My heart ached – I couldn’t watch him suffer… I had to do something even if it put me in danger. I gently rested my head on his chest as I wrapped my arms around his waist. I laid quietly with him as his breathing slowed.

“Y/N?” he asked as panic cut into his voice.

“Shh… I’m here James. You’re safe,” I whispered softly as I ran my hand up and down his chest. He sighed shakily as I continued to comfort him.

“I…. I dreamed…” he whispered. Usually he didn’t talk about his dreams, but I had a pretty good idea as to what they consisted of.

“Shh…. It’s okay. It was just a dream,” I soothed as he drifted back to sleep.

I blinked sleepily as I turned to Bucky’s side of the bed. Disappointment struck me as I faced an empty bed yet again. I was certain that last night would have changed the way he was acting towards me. I huffed as I rolled onto my back to stare at the ceiling. The more time I spent with Bucky the more I wished for the normalcy and intimacy that we once had. I knew I couldn’t push it – it would either happen in time or it wouldn’t, but I found myself wishing time would hurry up. Steve and Tony had told me to give the case about my parents’ involvement with H.Y.D.R.A. a break – at least until I was well rested, and recovered. I didn’t argue with them at the time, but I longed for the distraction. A sudden knock at my door interrupted my internal complaining.

“What?” I snapped.

The door cracked open and Bucky stuck his head in shyly. “Is this not a good time?”

“Oh no… it’s fine. Sorry… I just woke up,” I apologized as I rubbed the remaining sleep from my eyes.

“Good, get dressed and meet me in the living room in thirty,” he added with a smile on his face before disappearing.

Thirty minutes later I walked into the living room to see a fidgeting Bucky sitting in front of the fire place. As soon as he saw me he smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile in return. “Ready?” he asked.

“For what?” I laughed. Seeing the carefree Bucky again lifted my spirits higher than they had been in months.

“You’ll see,” he responded as he grabbed my hand and guided me outside. The grounds outside of the compound were beautiful and quite expansive to add an extra layer of privacy for those that resided. Everything seemed empty today – it was a Saturday so no one was working, and Steve and Tony were away handling what they had vaguely referred to as a mission that I didn’t need to concern myself with.

I walked with Bucky hand-in-hand as he led me to a small area of the garden that was shielded from the view of outsiders by beautiful bushes. I gasped as we entered – he had set up a full picnic for us. As I plopped down on the blanket he had spread for us I couldn’t help but smile.

“There it is,” he whispered as he brushed my lips with his thumb. “I’ve missed that,” he added softly as a warm smile spread across his face. I blushed violently at this – unable to quell the emotions bursting inside of me. He laughed heartily as he turned his attention to preparing our food.

We sat in silence for awhile as we ate – Bucky never taking his eyes off of me. Finally, I turned to him and plucked up the courage to speak. “Bucky… I,” but he held up a hand.

“Me first — Y/N I’m sorry for being so distant. I’ve just been so afraid of hurting you again… but last night… When I woke up and you were there…. It was…. It reminded me of how much I need you…. How much I love you. I know I’ve made a mess of things and I know… I know it will take time for you to trust me again, but I…” He was interrupted by my lips crashing against his. He pulled back from the kiss looking dazed and confused.

“I told you… I’m not going anywhere,” I muttered softly as I stroked the stubble on his jaw. The corners of his mouth twitched as he fought back a smile. He moved so quickly and deliberately that he completely disarmed me and I fell backwards softly onto the blanket. He braced himself over me with his metal hand as his other stroked my cheek affectionately. His hand travelled down my arm and to my hand – playfully circling the ring that he had given me.

“If you thought you weren’t going to find me… why did you wear it?” he asked softly.

“To remind me of you,” I whispered back to him – echoing his own words from when he had presented it to me. He smiled at me sadly as he dropped his face lower to allow his lips to meet mine. As he deepened the kiss I ran my hands through his hair – twisting my fingers in it softly. For a moment we were in perfect harmony – the rest of the world and its problems dissolving around us. He pulled away all too soon with a serious look on his face.

“I know I promised you before that I wouldn’t leave… I know you have no reason to believe me… but I swear Y/N that I will never do it again. I don’t want to live in a world where I can’t wake up next to you,” he whispered sweetly.

“We should go back inside,” I replied softly.

“What? Why?” Bucky asked confused at the sudden change in the conversation.

“Because… we should go inside,” I repeated again as I kissed his jaw gently.

“Oh,” he responded as realization dawned across his face. He nimbly jumped to hit feet and offered me his hand. I winced slightly as he pulled me up – even after all this time my ribs still hurt and most likely would for the foreseeable future. We walked quietly back to my room hand-in-hand— Bucky’s hand fidgeting nervously around my own as we grew closer to my room.

Once we were inside my room I closed the door and locked it carefully before turning around to see Bucky standing hesitantly behind me.

“Are you sure?” he asked as he closed the gap between us.

“Yes,” I answered as my lips met his. He gently guided me to the bed as he helped me out of my shirt – letting out an appreciative sigh as he looked at me. He sat me gently on the bed and set to work removing the rest of my clothes with soft nimble movements before removing his own. As I scooted across the bed I took in the full scope of him – he was still covered in terrible bruises from his time with H.Y.D.R.A. – as I looked down at my own body I realized I was too. 

As he laid beside me his fingers traced my bruises lightly. “I’m so sorry I let this happen to you,” he whispered apologetically before bringing his lips to mine. Everything about our movements was gentle, but urgent – not wanting to hurt the other, but deeply needing the contact we had once had. He braced himself above me as he planted soft kisses down my jaw and neck. He entered me slowly and gently as I gasped. My body was no longer familiar to him after his absence. “Are you okay?” he asked concerned. I nodded as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him gently. We moved carefully and methodically – letting out soft moans of pleasure, and grunts of pain. It didn’t take either of us long before we reached our climax – our bodies tired and sore from the sudden exertion that they were no longer accustomed to. Bucky pulled me into his arms as I carefully rested my head on his chest – making sure I didn’t touch any of his more sensitive bruises. Before long we both drifted into a peaceful sleep.

The sound of knocking woke us up several hours later. “What?” I groaned exasperated at the door as if it could give me an answer. Bucky grunted in equal annoyance at the sudden intrusion of our privacy.

“It’s Steve – Fury found out more information on your parents,” Steve’s voice drifted from the other side.

And suddenly reality came crashing back around us.


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Stay~3~ Pete Dunne w/Trent Seven

Part 1

Part 2

“ What the fuck is going on?” 

“ What the fuck is he doin’ here?” Pete asks as he growls, snarling at Trent.
“ We fell asleep while watching a movie last night, is that so bad,” you tell him.
“ Sleepin’ doesn’t involve yeh on top of him,” Pete spatted.

“ What do you want Pete?”” you asked shaking your head with your hands on your hips.

“ We got t’ talk about what’s really goin’ on between us two,”he says making your breath hitch.

“ ‘m just goin’ t’ go,” Trent says finally looking between Pete and you. You nod walking with him to the door. “ I had such a good time yesterday, thank yeh luv,” Trent says leaning down kissing your forehead.

“ No need to thank me Trent, I had fun too,” you say trying to hide the blush that crossed your cheeks.

“ I love spendin’ time with yeh,” he says as a grin breaks on his face. You were about to saying something to Trent when Pete walked in to interrupt. 

“ We got it Trent, yeh want t’ fuck her. Hurry home lad, yeh just goin’ t’jack off t’ the pictures yeh have of her. She can’t help yeh,” Pete spatted out. 

Your eyes got wide with your mouth dropping open, you put a hand on Trent’s chest knowing he was going to throw something back at Pete when you promised to call him soon and muttered an apology for Pete’s words. You shut the door after Trent leaves slowly turning to face Pete, gritting your teeth with your fist at your sides. 

“ Are you fucking kidding me? What the fuck are you doing?” you shout at him.

“ Me? What the fuck are yeh doin’  with one of my friends! It looked like yeh wanted him! What the fuck were yeh doing with him!?” Pete shouts back, moving towards you. 

“ Why does it matter? You always do this whenever I get close with a guy! I finally found someone who likes me for me and yet again Pete Dunne chases him again! And as I recall I am a waste of your time! The fuck!” you say stepping closer to Pete and shoving his chest pushing him back. 

“ Why do yeh always go for my friends?  First it’s Mark, now it’s Trent…” Pete spats back at you. 

“ No! I’m not going to answer until I get an answer,” you huffed. 

“ Fine! Yeh don’t see it do yeh! Yeh are so blind!”

“ You know what Pete? This is fucking childish! Your such an asshole! Maybe I like Trent! Maybe I want to be with him! What the big deal! He likes me too! I’m sorry that he actually cares about me unlike my best friend!”

“ NO! He doesn’t!” Pete shakes his head.

“ Fuck sakes! Get to the point!” you yell, red face staring daggers at him.



“ Because I fucking am an asshole for lovin’ yeh and lovin’ my girlfriend at the same time. I don’t deserve neither of yeh,” he says leaning in looking into your eyes then at your lips. He know he shouldn’t. But he really wants to.

“ Stop” you put your hand on his chest. As much as you don’t like Demi, she didn’t deserve this. She deserves the truth and she loves him. He frowns, sighs and nods his head stepping back. You were right and he doesn’t want to hurt you and hurt her. But he has to make a choice. 

“ She doesn’t deserve this Pete and neither do I. You can’t just come on to me and kiss me, you were going to kiss me, right?” He nods slowly.

“ Tell Demi the truth or were really going to talk about what’s going to happen between us..” you point to yourself then to him. He rose his head up starting at you with confusion behind his eyes and he had no idea what to do. 

“ What do yeh mean?” He ask, softly. You bite your bottom lip holding back tears, “ I can’t continue to be friends with you if you choose her.” 

“ But Y/N-” you shook your head. “ I have to move on Pete, I can’t keep waiting.. I can’t.. I’m sorry” you walk up to him,leaning up on your toes kissing his cheeks before slipping on your shoes heading out the door. Right now you just needed to get out of there as soon as possible. You slipped out the door running out and down the side walk not knowing where to go. You ended up at his house, he was sitting on the steps. It looked like he knew you were coming or something. 

He got up as soon as he saw you opening his arms for you to run into. You wrap your arms around Trent’s waist putting your head on his chest as tears ran down your cheeks. 

“ What happened luv?” He asks running a hand down your back trying to sooth you. 

“ He told me he loved me..” you said through your teeth. 

Trent knew that Pete one day would tell you but not now. Not when Trent had a chance. He wasn’t about to let Pete take you away from him. He had Demi and he didn’t need you. 

You pulled away from him looking up, “ I’m sorry I got your shirt wet” you sniffed. He shrugged like it was nothing. “ ‘t’s okay luv, no harm done. Do yeh want t’ come inside?” you nodded. He put a hand on the small of your back leading you inside.

Use The Spare Bedroom

Summary: Phil starts bringing boys home. Dan starts tweeting song lyrics. 

Word Count: 3436

A/N: List of songs referenced at the end. 

It started one Friday night. Dan was sprawled out on the couch. Laptop up and open to tumblr. He was settled for the night.

Then Phil came out of his room. He was in black jeans and a button up shirt.

‘I’m going out with some friends from uni.’ He announced.

'Oh.’ Dan took a few moments to process the information. 'Since when?’

'About forty-five minutes ago. I got a message and I thought why not?’

'Why not.’ Dan echoed.

'So… I’m not sure how late we’ll be out. Don’t wait up for me.’


Dan didn’t normally get to bed until about 2am on a normal night. He sort of thought he would see Phil come in before he headed off to retire for the night. But at 1.30am when he was heading off there was still no sign of Phil whatsoever.

He was woken up at 3am to the sound of a door slamming.

'Sshh.’ Followed by a giggle. 'My roommate is asleep.’

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“Do you forgive me?” (Grayson)

Requested by anonymous: “an imagine about Grayson forgetting/not showing up to a date because he was with his friends or something?”


“Grayson, are you free this weekend? I wanna go out.” You text Grayson one afternoon.

“Yes baby, I’m free. What do you wanna do?” He asked.

“Whatever. I just wanna hang out with you. We’ve both been so busy lately, it feels like we haven’t seen each other in ages.” You said.

“I know, it does feel like that. Tell you what, I’ll pick you up Saturday night, around 7, we’ll go to dinner, and then we’ll hit up that frozen yogurt shop by your house. Sound good?” He asked.

“Sounds perfect.” You said. You continued texting him until you fell asleep.

* * *

It was finally Saturday night and you were getting ready for your date. You put on a nice blouse, a pair of leggings and slipped on your favorite pair of boots. After you dressed, you touched up your makeup, sprayed on some perfume, and headed into the living room to wait for Grayson. You turned on the TV while you waited, and eventually ended up falling asleep.

You woke up a few hours later, no light in the house other than the television screen. You picked up your phone to check the time, noticing that it was almost 11pm. You also noticed you had no missed calls or text messages from Grayson.

“What the fuck? After two years together, and he stood me up?” You said aloud. You were too tired to deal with the situation, so you didn’t text him and just went up to bed.

You woke up the next morning, still upset about what happened the night before. You checked your phone and still had nothing from Grayson. 

“Alright, fine. He doesn’t want to talk about it, then I wont either.” You said to yourself. You spent the day in bed, watching movies and enjoying some alone time. A little while later, you heard your doorbell ring. You went to answer the door, finding Grayson standing on your porch with a pizza in his hand.

“Hey.” He said awkwardly. “Can I come in?” He asked. 

“Depends on what kind of pizza you got there.” You said. He flipped open the box, pepperonis spelling out “I’m sorry” on it.

“I was gonna take you out for pizza last night.” He said.

“And you think this is supposed to make up for you standing me up last night?” You asked.

“I was hoping maybe a little.” He said. You took the pizza from him and he followed you into the kitchen. “(Y/N), I’m so sorry. I know you were looking forward to going out last night. Trust me, I was too. But Ethan and I got caught up with videos, and then we went over to a friends house to help them film, and then I lost track of time and Ethan and I ended up hanging out there for the rest of the night. I’m so, so sorry.” He explained.

“Why didn’t you just tell me that in the first place? Instead of just giving me the silent treatment.” You asked.

“Because I’m an idiot.” He admitted.

“I would’ve been okay if you would’ve told me that you and Ethan were filming. Because that’s work. But, you stood me up for your friends, that you see all the time. We hadn’t seen each other in almost two weeks.” You explained, taking a bite of pizza.

“I know. And I feel bad. We’ve been dating for two years, and I’ve never stood you up until now. And you know that I will do anything to make it up to you. Whatever you want.” He explained. You stood there in the kitchen, just eating your pizza. “Is it doing the trick?” He asked.

“I think it’s starting to. Apologize once more.” You said as you finished your current slice.

“(Y/N), I am so incredibly sorry for standing you up last night. Do you forgive me?” He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I forgive you.” You said, kissing him softly.

“Mmmm, pizza sauce.” He said, wiping his mouth, causing you to giggle. You and him hung out at your place, finishing up the pizza and watching movies. It wasn’t the date you had in mind, but you were glad to finally spend time with Grayson.

Breathlessly Hesitant

Title: Breathlessly Hesitant 

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Warnings: Implied/smut, maybe some slight cursing, some angst, jealousy. 

Requested by @padfootserastartsnow:  Can you maybe write a Jughead x Reader where the Reader and Jughead are both really anti social and absolutely best friends? And They’re both secretly in love with the other, but they won’t tell each other, so they get into a fight (maybe about Jughead spending so much time with Betty) and they end up confessing to each other and possibly ending in smut? Honestly, you don’t have to follow my request, I just want some Jughead x Reader stories to read really badly.

A/N: I tried! I don’t know how well it will be because this is my first fic as I slowly begin to come out of my slump, so…(this is not edited/proof read)
As always feedback is greatly appreciated and I hope y’all enjoy! 

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How Deep Is The Ocean?

Pairing/Characters: Bucky x Reader, OC (Thomas)

Warnings: Nothin much, just fluff, bit of angst, reader’s water breaks idk hhahaha

Summary: Continuation of You’re My Strong Soldier

Word Count: 1010

A/N: My heart hurts… The song is How Deep Is The Ocean by Frank Sinatra :) I hope you liked this @buckyappreciationsociety

Originally posted by usagidreamer

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Legitimate Business - Part 2

Juice started to keep a tally. After his first encounter with (Y/N), Juice had jammed the bedroom window, hoping she’d not be able to fix it herself and had to call. She hadn’t been able to, and the next day he came out after working with Teller-Morrow to fix it.

Along with the jammed the window, he’d loosened the shower head, even “accidentally” busted through some wall plaster that he’d noticed was weak during a particularly rough but fun bout of love-making.
There was also actual repair work that (Y/N) had called him in for. The apartment was older and hadn’t been well kept. The doors were coming away from their hinges, needing new ones. Paint was chipped, skirting boards needing to be nailed back down, cupboard doors coming off.
Juice’s boss and the club didn’t seem to care, as long as he was getting paid for the work, Juice could go back as many times as he was called.
It had gotten to a point where (Y/N) was calling Juice directly to come and fix the things that were broken, and he would call in after work with the club or the garage.

”You know you’re a whore, right?” Jax asked one night, as the boys sat around the bar.
”What?” Juice exclaimed, swigging from his beer.
”She’s paying you for sex. You’re a straight up hoe.” Jax smirked, everyone laughing.
”She’s paying the company for the work that I do. The sex is free. It’s a bonus.” Juice argued, smiling all the while.
”Better than what I’m getting. I’m at the retirement home this week, and I tell you, little old ladies are just as frisky as any 20 year old.” Kozik sighed.
”I’m running outta shit to break so I can come back and fix it.” Juice said, shaking his head.
”Just ask her out, man! She’s obviously in to you.” Jax said.
”What if she’s just in to the sex, I was just there at the right time and place?”
”Does she kick you out of the house right after?” Opie asked, going behind the bar for more drinks.
”Nah, we usually hang out, talk. Sometimes if it’s after work, we order food and watch TV.”
”So, what you’re saying is, you’re dating.”
”Well… Not officially. I mean we haven’t been out, and we haven’t even talked about it.” Juice said, not sure how to broach the subject with (Y/N). He didn’t want to freak her out if she was just wanting a friends with benefits thing.
”You’re overthinking it. Just ask her.” Kozik advised.
Juice nodded, and distracted himself with Kozik’s story about one particularly lewd grandma.


Juice was back at (Y/N)’s on Saturday afternoon. The headboard, which Juice had regrettably made sure was secure, had come away from the wall in one of the corners. Juice ran through the list of repairs that he’d had to do by his own hand, and knew that he hadn’t tampered with the board, nor did it get broken in any of the romps they’d had.
Looking at the screw, there was damage around the head, like something that wasn’t meant to be used as a screwdriver had been taken to it.
Juice happened to look down, and saw on the bedside table a butterknife, the tip looking a little worse for wear. He wondered if this was the work of (Y/N).
As he drilled, he heard music blasting from down in the kitchen. It wasn’t uncommon, (Y/N) tended to like music on. When he was done, he heard an odd banging noise, not part of the song that was playing.
Walking in to the kitchen, he saw (Y/N) yanking at a cupboard door, pulling down on it, weakening the hinge.
Juice leant on the counter, amused look on his face. She hadn’t noticed him come in.
“Come on, break, damn it!” (Y/N) muttered, giving one final yank. It wouldn’t budge.
“I fixed that one last time I was here.”
“Shit, no wonder I couldn’t get it. I thought it was the one in the other corner…” (Y/N) turned and gasped, seeing Juice watching her. She had completely outted herself to him without realising.
“You’ve been breaking stuff? To get me to come back?”
(Y/N) could barely look him in the eye. She fumbled through her words, before confessing.
“Yeah, well, I… like you. That’s why I asked you to stay for dinner the other night. I didn’t wanna freak you out in case this was just a sex thing for you, so, I started breaking stuff, figuring I’d get the guts to ask you at some point while you were here.”
Juice chuckled, moving around the bench to stand in front of her. He put his hands on her waist, picking her up and sitting her on the counter. Spreading her legs, he stood between them, holding her face in his hands.
“Since we’re confessing, I loosened your shower head and jammed your window.” He brought his lips down to hers, kissing her quickly before she moved her head back.
“Wait, you’ve been breaking stuff to come back?”
Juice nodded, kissing her again, longer this time.
“I unscrewed the headboard.”
“I found the knife.” Juice grinned, kissing her again. “I broke the wall on purpose, the other night.”
“The sliding door to the balcony may have had some help coming off it’s tracks.”
Their kisses became more intense before (Y/N) put a hand to his chest, pushing Juice back a little.
“Just so we’re clear, what are we doing? This is great, don’t get me wrong, but we’re gonna run out of things to break, short of bringing in a full construction crew.”
Juice smiled, brushing some hair back from her face.
“I wanna take you out. Hang out, here, my place, wherever. I want you to meet my friends, come to our parties. Hold your hand, kiss you. I’d like to keep having sex too, but ya know, the other stuff as well.”
“So, a relationship.”
“Yeah, but it’s not as romantic when you say it like that. Is that what you want?”
(Y/N) placed a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him back in again.
Juice kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms around her. He picked her up again, walking over to her dining room table and pulling out a chair.
“No, wait! I undid some of the screws on that one. Was gonna get you to fix it for me. Use the other one.”
“Are you sure? You forgot which cupboard door you’d broken.” Juice mocked, grin on his face.
(Y/N) playfully smacked him on the shoulder.
“You make a good point, though. Maybe just use the couch.”
They moved to the living room, Juice easing down on to the couch. They kissed and groped for a while, taking their time removing their clothes.
“There’s a party tonight. Come with me?”
(Y/N) stopped. “Oh, um, sure. Is there a dress code?”
Juice sensed she was a bit worried, maybe even upset that their first date wouldn’t be just the two of them.
“Just something cute. We’ll go to dinner before. Or we can just blow the party off completely and just do dinner. Whatever you want.”
(Y/N) smiled. “No, I wanna go to the party. Should we go get dinner now?”
Juice looked at the clock on the wall.
“S’only five, we got time.”


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Baby Jae


59 I could punch you right now

34 “you work for me, you’re my slave.”

24 i’s eight o'clock in the morning you are not having vodka

Youngjae best friend fluff/smut

   "No, Youngjae" You sighed roughly into the receiver, “I am not going to karaoke with you and THE BOYS”

  "Please y/n, JB and Jinyoung are fighting and it’s so awkward, you’ll help loosen them up!“ he whined back at you. You could imagine him wiggling his shoulders as he asked and it made you smile softly, but then you remembered last time you went drinking with the boys and Youngjae insisted he had to go to the studio at 3:41AM because he had the ‘most brilliant idea ever’ and you had to chase his drunk ass around. When you finally got to the studio he had forgotten it and started crying and refused to get up off the floor for 15 minutes


  "Baby Jae don’t you remember last time?” you cooed out sweetly, using the nickname he hated but you and the other member though was hilarious.

   "You can call me that all night if you come, I don’t care. You just have to come!“

   It was almost 8:30 and you were wondering if it was too late to bail on this whole ordeal. It had taken about another 5 minutes of prodding before you agreed. Sitting on your couch not really watching the TV, unsure of the details of the crime show playing. You felt your phone buzz in your bag on your side, retrieving it you found a snapchat from Youngjae. It was a selfie of him, Yugyeom and Bam in the back of Jackson’s new car, they looked so cute you fought the urge to take a screenshot of your friends. You resigned yourself for the evening as you gathered a baggy sweater off the back of the sofa, these are my friends i’m going to have fun you told yourself softly.

   There was a soft rap at the door, you flicked off the lights and grabbed your keys before opening the door. There was Youngjae, smiling brightly, his strawberry hair fluffy and laying in a crown of soft waves around his head, the golden street light shining on him from above making him look really just like sunshine. He had silver wire rimmed glasses sitting delicately on his nose and a form fitting black shirt tucked into skinny black pants and a leather jacket.

      "You ready, chingu?” he smiled, you scanned him up and down once more before looking down at your oversized top and legging combo, looking back up him through your lashes.

 "Did you let Bambi style you?“ you asked, a grin spreading on your face. His smile dropped and he looked down at his clothes, he looked at you with a soft pout, as he nodded. "No! don’t be sad! you look great, very chic and sexy, it just seems like a bit much…Jae, is that eyeliner? Ohhh” you sing songed to him. He scrunched up his face and stretched a wide grin, “Very handsome!” you chuckled, letting him take your hand and lead you off to the car.

 Bambam and Yugyeom started hooting at you, you let out a laugh pulling your hand from Youngjae’s to your mouth, and returned with an “EASY”

 You went to climb in the back with the younger two when Youngjae grabbed you hand, you turned and he was opening the front door, some loud EDM blaring out of the side as he did, “Here Noona, you can sit in the front with Jackson” he pulled and ushered you into the seat before climbing in the back with the boys.

  You’d been nestled into the corner of the booth for close to two hours now, and you were watching JB and Jinyoung across the table, they were a few drinks in now, but they were being their normal charming, loving selves. But they’d been holding hands when they walked in so you doubted it was just the alcohol, you made a mental note to ask Youngjae what exactly the were fighting about. Turning to look at your best friend, he was hoping back and forth on his tiptoes, shaking a tambourine and singing backing vocals for Jackson’s exciting rendition of G Dragon in Fantastic Baby. Bambam slid into the bench seat next to you.

   "It’s the great Bambino, what can I do for you?“ you asked, leaning on the table to focus your attention on him and not you platonic best friend’s butt which you’d caught yourself looking at a few times now. Bambam darted his eyes from you and then to Youngjae a few times, you pulled your face back and turned to follow his eye line fixed on the vocalist. Turning back to him.            "Youngjae?” you asked.

 "Yes!“ He exclaimed loudly, one hand coming up to grab your arm excitedly, "Doesn’t he look so manly and sexy in those clothes?” Bambam pressed on, when all you responded with was a questioning groan he continued, “He wanted to look nice tonight..”  He let his voice fade in volume when you still looked confused.

   You glanced back at Youngjae who had now taken over the lead for the song, he did look like he just stepped of the stage, you turned back to Bam and said “He looks great, you’re a good stylist.”  You tried to smile encouragingly, sure Bambam was just pointing it out for compliments.

  Bambam was about to say something until Youngjae and Jackson slid in the booth on the other side, “Let’s do SHOTS” Jackson shouted loudly despite it not being that noisy now that the song was over. There was a roar of agreement, and he started taking a headcount, “Where are Jb and Jinyoung?” Jackson said. You glances to where they had been just moments before. They must have left when I was talking to Bam you thought.

  "I think they left early so they could have the dorm all to themselves…“ Yugyeom spoke quietly.  Mark nodded silently at Yugyeom’s side.

  "Okay! 6 shots coming up!” Jackson stood up quickly, you grabbed his sleeve.

   "Only 5 shots, Jacks, someone has to drive you all home.“ You said, he winked and shot you a heart before rushing away to the bar.

   It was 1:31 AM, you knew this because of how much Jackson had yelled about Defsoul and Ars’s "ICONIC BALLAD” and he was demanding Youngjae sing it.  The boys cheering him on, Youngjae slid off the seat to the floor and sat with his legs crossed motioning for Jackson to give him the mic. You preemptively started rubbing your head, Youngjae, drunk or sober had the voice of an angel. But drunk Youngjae had no concept of volume, and when he had a microphone it always lead to a splitting headache, unless you were drunk like the rest of the boys.  Which you unfortunately were not.

    "Jae!“ you called out softly, just loud enough for him to hear you, he turned his head to you quickly, smiling brightly, his eyes curving into half moons. "Let’s go home, you’re all drunk.”

 Mark’s arms were suddenly around your shoulders as he pulled you back against his shoulder in the seat. “Just listen to his song, y/n.”  You looked back at youngjae who was smiling less now, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.

   "Okay, Baby Jae, no microphone.“ You said, a teasing smile turning up your lips, "but then we leave!”

  Instead of acknowledging what you said he turned towards his phone on his lap, putting the backing track on and placing it on the floor. You leaned back into Mark’s arm, who was always a very cuddly drunk and listened to Youngjae’s clear voice cutting through the room as you all fell into silence. When JB’s part arrived the group took over to sing it together as a makeshift chorus, by the end of the sad song you were all giving telenovela level dramatic performances. Jackson being the most dramatic, he had one Mariah Carey hand and he was kneeling, and the very end everyone was laughing to hard to continue. Mark was in a ball on the floor laughing at Jackson’s early 2000’s r'n'b video style dancing.

 "Ars- sunbaenim, how was that?“ Jackson asked once he was done giggling and bowing..

  "I could punch you right now.” Youngjae said between fits of laughter, slapping his knee repeatedly.

  "Let’s not resort to violence now gentleman, why don’t we all head home?“ You asked nudging Youngjae’s shoulder softly, he crawled over and lay his head on your lap gently, looking up at you with his best impression of an ASPCA commercial, "Seriously, Jae they’re gonna close soon!”

  "Let’s go get some ramen!“ You heard one of the boys behind you shout, there was more raucous applause, the 5 voices competing to see who could be the loudest it seemed.

  "NO!” Youngjae shouted, easily louder “I want meat!” there was a few minutes of argument before it was decided to separate.

  "Jackson, leave our keys with y/n we can catch a cab home from the restaurant! It’s across the street we can walk" You heard Bambam say as he nudged Jackson. Jacks nodded and tossed you the keys.

   You groan but anything was an improvement from the dirty karaoke hall at this point.

    It was 2:15 AM by the time Youngjae had scarfed down 2 servings of beef and half a bottle of soju. You sat opposite him on the stool, he was smiling with his cheeks stuffed with rice.

  "Ready to go home now champ?“ You asked, she shook his head no. "Youngjae! we have to go home!”

  He stared at his empty bowl, his hand fiddling with a spoon.

  "I wanna sleep over at your house!“ He blurted out loudly, your eyes went wide at the sudden statement, and a deep red blush crept across his face.

  "What? Why? No, you need to go home, Jae. ” He didn’t respond, only looked down at his lap, he took off his glasses and put them in his pocket as he rose and went out to the car.

   He was silently pouting in the car, his focus completely on his phone in his hand. You felt bad about telling him no. You weren’t entirely sure why you had said no, he’d slept over before ut usually he just fell asleep there during movie night, he’d never asked before.  He was looking down at his phone, his shoulder physically shifted towards you so you couldn’t really look at him. Letting out a sigh you flicked on the turn signal to make a u-turn and head towards your apartment, who cares if you were almost to the dorms, it was Jackson’s gas anyway.

   You put the car in park a smacked Youngjae’s leg, “Come on, pabo” You said getting out of the car and going around to help your inebriated friend. He slung his arm around you.

“Noona, this is a parking tower….the dorm doesn’t have that, are we?” He mumbled and you nodded vigorously.

“Yes, Youngjae, we are at my apartment, I figure you can sleep here, but tomorrow you’re my personal slave okay?” You tried to sound surly but he swung his other arm around your waist pulling you against his chest.  You laughed and pulled back and lead the way upstairs to your tiny apartment.  He leaned against the wall across from you as you tried to find your keys at the bottom of your purse. Once you finally got the door unlocked you turned to find that Youngjae had slid down the wall and was singing softly to himself. Sighing for what must have been the 30,00th time that night you set to work getting your best friend settled into bed and vowed to yourself to be the drunk one next time.  

  Ten minutes later, you let Youngjae fall into the bed. He was laying flat on his stomach in the middle of the bed. You pulled off you shoes and left him there while you washed your face and changed. You came back and there he was, in the exact same spot. You knelt on the bed and rolled him over and he giggled at your hands on his stomach.

“If you’re awake then hurry up and get ready for bed, Jae.” You tried to speak gently not wanting to wake him up to much. He sat up, leaning on his hands for support, the soft blue light from the window the only light in the room. He smiled softly, and leaned his head to one side.  The two of you sat in silence like that for a couple minutes, him just appraising your face, not looking away at all. You avoided his gaze for most of that time, unsure what exactly he was doing, before finally speaking again. “Here take of your jacket-” You leaned forward to help it off his shoulder, he sat up fully, letting you pull the heavy leather off and tossed it towards the desk chair that was already covered in discarded sweaters. You turned back towards him and he suddenly wrapped you up in his arms again, laying back and putting you into his chest. He nuzzled into the top of your head, he let out a soft sigh and you could almost swear you felt him smile against your head.

  "Um,.. hey Jae are you awake?“ you whispered. He groaned in response, his head nodding against yours. You wiggled further against him, wrapping one arm around his waist, his warmth quickly bringing sleep to you.  "What were Big Jae and Jinyoung arguing about? They seemed fine to me?” You continued.

  "Don’t call him Big Jae, and….They didn’t,“ he mumbled against your scalp. You pulled you head away, jolting him to alertness.

   "Did you lie then?” You asked, suddenly pissed he dragged you around over a lie. He started to speak a few times, before pinching his mouth tight and nodding. “Why?!” You asked a little louder, a light slap landing against his chest where your head was moments before, you grimaced at him as you waited for a response. Now he was the one avoiding you eye contact, he let out a deep breath- like he was trying to resign himself to the words.

   "I just….I couldn’t cancel on the guys and-“ he started. Pausing as if he was unsure how to finish his thought, he finally make eye contact, "I missed you.” He said softly, just above a whisper. His eyes were black in the low light but they were  still glossy and bright, the way the cool moon light fell against his messy hair and his expression made your heart flutter, you’d never seen that face before you realize, you aren’t entirely sure what it is, but you think 'I’d give him anything if he’d look at me like that forever.’

   Neither of you speak for a minute, neither looks away. “You shouldn’t lie.” you weakly whisper, still unable to look away from Youngjae. You suddenly felt very aware of his arms around you, his hands spread wide across your waist, your legs were all tangled up but it wasn’t uncomfortable. His presence was always so calming, even now when the air suddenly seemed thick.

   He looked down, “I’m sorry, I just ….needed to see you tonight.” Suddenly you felt incredibly thankful for the low light because you could feel the blood rush to your face. He pulled you back against him and you leaned into his touch, thankful to no longer be in an apparent staring contest.

   "I even dressed like one of the hyungs to try and look more mature but did you notice? hmppp barely" he was mumbling above your head barely audible.

   "Yah, Choi Youngjae, were you trying to impress me?“ you teased, wiggling your torso back and forth, a chuckle rolling off your lips as you finished the thought.

   He pulled back as far as he could, moving his hand from your waist to your cheek, and then he was looking at you like that again.

    "I just wanted you to see me as a man, y/n. You’re my best friend but…I,” he went silent again, “I,” He tried again, “I just….”

  He leaned forward and places a kiss on your forehead, lingering for a moment, before you shifted further into him and smiled.  He pulled back and lay his forehead against yours, “I can’t seem to find the words.”

  "It’s because you’re drunk Youngjae, go to sleep.“ He was rubbing his thumb across your face, he shook his head.

 "I’m not drunk y/n, I’ve never been this close to you…it’s” He paused, licking his lips, eyes leaving yours as he glanced down at our mouth. “Say my name again.” He whispered, his voice deeper, his hand sliding down to your shoulder and his grip just slightly tighter.

 "Why?“ You asked, a little voice inside said you know why y/n but you wanted to be sure.

 "Please” was all he said, pulling you a bit closer, pressing his body against yours. Now certain of what he was asking you felt much less guilty about staring at him earlier. You stretched forward, moving your hands up his chest and tugging him by his shirt forward. As you rubbed your cheek against his, letting your mouth hover by his ear, you could feel his breathing still.

 "Youngjae" you whispered your breath hot against his ear, a low groan escaping his chest as he slid his hand back to your waist, his fingertips pressing hard into your side as he pressed his hips against yours. A high gasp slipped out of your mouth as you felt his erection press into you, as you pulled your head back his quickly followed, his lips quickly covering yours and his tongue darting out softly exploring your mouth.  There was something  different about the way he kissed you. It wasn’t hard or forceful as if this was a sloppy escapade. Rather, He was passionate and tender, slowly kissing you as if he was trying to memorize the feel of your lips against his. You kissed him back arching your body so that your hips met his waist and your breasts were pressed into his chest, he slid his hand down from your waist to your hips, pulling you as closely as possible before he hooked his hand under your knee hiking it up on his side before moving back to grip your ass roughly. You let out a moan as you let your whole body relax into him, rolling your hips against his, soft whimpering into his kiss. Your small sounds encouraging him, he hooked his hand around your hip. Rolling onto his back, pulling you on top of him, your hands moving to find purchase on either side of his head. You settled against him, softly rolling your hips against his desperate for the friction, Youngjae let out a groan as he pulled back for your kiss, moving to press his lips on your neck, on hand circling your waist the other still pressing into your hip.

He bucked up against you as he nibbled your neck, “Youngjae” you moaned out one hand reaching out to grab the back of his head,  he shifted up and forward, one hand spread against your back as he kept you as close as possible.

  "Do you like that, yn?“ He asked softly, his voice rich and hoarse unlike you’d ever heard it before. Yes fuck don’t stop please Youngjae  you mind was going a mile a minute but all you managed to get out was a whiny moan as you rolled against him. "I just wanna make sure I’m doing what you like’. he mumbled against your neck, with each word you could feel yourself getting wetter and you suddenly needed much more than what you were getting.

 "Please, Youngjae” you moaned, hoping the use of his name you egg him on. You were right, as if on cue, he sank his teeth into your neck and harshly grinded into your still clothed sex. It suddenly felt very urgent that the clothes had to go, apparently Youngjae agreed because he moved his hands to you waist and flipped you over unto your back, tugging down your pajama pants quickly. Leaning up and reconnecting your mouths, your harshly took his bottom lip between your teeth, your hands at his belt and he moaned into your mouth, you released his lip and pulled away focusing on his face as you removed his belt and undid his jeans, he held your gaze until he felt you wrap your hand around his length and then his closed his eyes at the pleasure, lightly bucking against you hand a soft groan of “fuck” before he had his lip between his teeth. Your cheeks flushed with pride at the pleasure on his face, you smiled to yourself leaning forward to take his lips as you continued to stroke him, rolling your finger across the tip. He kissed you a bit more urgently, before removing your hand and pushing you back onto the bed.

   You lay back, tugging him along by his shirt as you did, he pulled back to tug the shirt off, before stepping off the bed to remove his pants as quickly as he could. Stumbling in the process, you let out a light giggle, and he looked up a you with a loving smile, “Don’t laugh y/n”

“Sorry, Baby Jae.” you cooed, wiggling your hips as you watched his gaze fall from your face and  down to your breasts rising and falling gently, down to your waist where your t shit was hitched up exposing you hips that were wrapped in thin cotton,  "Or maybe,“ you paused and waited for him to look back up at you. "Maybe I should call you Big Jae now?” you smile at him, pulling your shirt off and tossing it off the edge of the bed, exposing our breasts to the cool air. He swallowed hard, before he started crawling back onto the bed. “Mmm….no” you continued to tease as he finally was within your reach, he grabbed your face in one hand, the other stroking your thighs, you let them fall open, you pulled him towards your face, “I think Youngjae works fine.” He pulled your face towards him, but then he started kissing down your neck, he hooked one finger into your panties, gently running it across the edge as he started to suck on your neck hard. You curled your hip upward as your let out a whine, desperate for more. You wanted more, reaching out to grasp him his hand on your hips faltered and his grip on your face became more tense as he let out a low hiss. He continued to kiss your neck as he rolled into your grasp.

   He reached out and took your wrist, pulling your hand away and holding it against the bed. He backed away, moving to pull your panties off with his free hand. Swiftly tossing them aside before urgently reattaching your lips. Immediately his hand was back on your thigh, pushing them apart, settling between them. He gently stroked your between your folds, you sucked in a breath, effectively breathing in the groan he let out at feeling how wet you already were.

 "Please,“ you moaned into the kiss, "more.”

Slowly he pushed in one digit, you gasped softly and rolled your hips against him, He immediately stroked his thumb up from you entrance and up to circle your throbbing clit as he sank a second digit inside of you. Pulling back slightly to groan at the stretch, soft pleas of “please” and “Youngjae” as his drifted sloppy quick kissed across your cheek and down your neck, fingers still moving quickly in you. Moving his hand down from your wrist to roughly massage your breast. Rolling his thumb over your nipple before moving down to take it into his mouth biting and sucking gently as he let you fuck yourself up onto his fingers. With your now free had you quickly clung to his head. He picked up his speed rolling his thumb and you felt your air leave your lungs as you felt your muscles start to coil.

 Pulling back to pressing your forehead against his, trying to catch your breaths between moans, “Fuck, Youngjae” you dragged his name out as you felt yourself getting close to the edge, your toes beginning to curl up.

  He suddenly withdrew his hand  and you whined at the loss, you looked at him with a pout as you saw him wrap his hand around his length slowly pumping himself as he pulled your hips lower on the bed with his other hand. Leaning to reattach your lips as he pressed into you slowly so you could feel every inch, moaning into your mouth as started to move picking up pace.

Your breathing became more erratic as he rocked into you, feeling your muscles clench around him as he pressed his fingers into your hips, as if trying to slow himself.

 He placed his hand along your jaw, he pulled your face to look at him, placing small chaste kisses on your lips, “Okay?” He asked softly, you learned your face into his hand, as you rocked upwards against him.  Desperately searching for the friction to rebuild your orgasm.

 "Yes, baby, please, fuck me faster" you were whispering against the crook of his neck before he pulled back, hiking your hips up and snapping his hips in a much more urgent pace, moving one hand to lay across your pelvis letting his move his thumb across your clit. The combined stimulation making a loud moan fall from your lips loudly, one of your hands coming up to cover your mouth to stop the vulgar noises.

 "I wanna hear it" he groaned out, slamming into you faster his lip tightly between his teeth, a gleam of sweat across his forehead. His sudden commanding tone was intoxicating and you practically felt yourself swoon. Letting out a whimper of Youngjae out as you moved your hand down to grasp your breasts pushing them together and playing with them.

 "Good girl" He grunted out, “You’re, So fucking… good for me..” he was groaning out between harsh breaths and deep thrusts, each one sending you closer to the edge.

“Youngjae, Fuck” a slew of curse words fell from your lips as you felt your walls start pulsing and your eyes start rolling back, until he kissed you roughly one hand smashing your face against his and you felt yourself come undone, mouth going slack against Youngjae as he moved to place gently kissed down your neck as he maintained his rhythm riding out your high. He followed shortly after, his thrusts becoming harder and erratic until you felt his cock twitch inside of you, a soft groan leaving his lips. As his hips slowed he started peppering soft kisses all across your face.  Pulling back to look at you, he smiled softly a hazy glow on his features. You bumped your nose against his, feeling warm under his gaze.

 His lips were red and swollen, his hair wild and his cheeks flushed. You were sure you looked the same, maybe worse, but he was giving you that look again and you felt like your heart was going to burst. “Stop looking at me.” you giggled out. Smacking his arm as he pulled out of you and rolled to his side facing you. You turned to look at him, you hips a bit sore as you rotated and shifted them. He was still looking at you with googly eyes.

 "I don’t wanna stop looking at you,“ He said softly, "I never do.”  

  You felt your heartbeat in your ears and you had to fight very hard to stop from grinning like an idiot. It was too hard you found, you instead you shrugged away from his view placing a quick kiss on his cheek then sneaking off to the bathroom to clean up.  On your way back Youngjae appeared to be asleep the covers and pillows had been fixed and he was tucked in neatly on his side. Grabbing his shirt and pulling it over your head before crawling into bed. As soon as you lay down you felt hand quickly pull you back and flush against Youngjae’s stomach, resting your head on his arm. He placed a kiss on the top of your head.

  In What felt like seconds you could feel his gentle breathing quickly luring you to sleep.

 "I love you, y/n" he said softly, “Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

 "I love you too, pabo.“

    Your phone had gone off at exactly 7:58 AM, it was your boss. Once you snuck out answered her question and gone to crawl back in bed you had found Youngjae was sprawled across the bed diagonally, his head and arm falling off the side.  Your sore muscles ached and you were suddenly starving. You crouched next to him and began tugging on his ear, "Wake up, Jaeeeee”

   "ughhhhhh oh my god….“ the boy began groaning, "be quiet baby please my head”

    "Here drink this it’ll make you feel better,“ You said placing the bottle of water from the night stand in his grasp. Youngjae sat up, rubbing his eyes and drinking most of the water before he finally saw the clock on the wall.

   "It’s only 8 am!” He protested, looking at you as if you had called Coco ugly (again)

   "I know that, but i couldn’t sleep and I’m hungry.“

   "Why do i need to be awake for you to eat, noona?” He whined, flopping back into the bed.

   "You’re my personal servant today remember! Go cook me breakfast! Pancakes please! oh and Eggs!“ You began teasing poking his side.

    "Can I put vodka in my OJ? i need a drink.” He gave in standing up and stretching.

   "It’s 8 am, Youngjae, you can’t have Vodka.“ You giggled wrapping your arms around him. He hugged you back, his arms heavy around your shoulders.  You pulled away and headed towards the kitchen, "Let’s go, You work for me, you’re my slave so, chop chop get cooking kid.”

-Admin Rae

Of Course Pt. 5 (Kim Seokjin)

Originally posted by jitamin

“Truthfully if I had a good answer for why I left I probably wouldn’t have left in the first place, Kookie.”

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Word Count: 1,363

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Smoking, swearing


Sorry this took so long, I’m also working on requests along with dealing with some other things right now so I’m hoping you don’t mind?? Btw the poem was written by me. Thank you, I hope you enjoy this <3

“For fuck’s sake Namjoon,” You snapped as you walked from the balcony again to the front of your living room where someone was pounding ruthlessly on your door.

“You’re going to break my fucking door down.” You mumbled angrily as you unlocked the door, only to find the last person you’d ever want to be in your apartment.

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A night on the town part 2

Pairing McCoy x Reader

Word Count: 2107

Warnings: Language

Part 1

A/N:  Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to write another part.  Now a whole story is forming in my head and I am so excited to write it.

You rolled over in bed trying to hold the last remnants of sleep.  However, the light that peeked through the drapes was not going to allow it. With a groan, you sat up trying to make your brain achieve some sort of clarity.  The rush of the evening and early morning events came flooding back quickly.  “Oh shit. What time is it?” You rubbed your face before looking over at the clock.  It was early afternoon and there were still several hours before you were to meet Leonard.

Leonard.  That damn smirk of his made your cheeks hot just thinking of it.  A cold shower helped that and awoke the rest of your senses.  You had only slept a few hours but you felt more awake than you had in ages.  Two messages had been left for you.  One marked urgent from Maggie, demanding you contact her to ensure you made it home alive. The other from Doctor Baush requesting the final reports for the outgoing crew physicals for the USS Tempest. They were due within the day and the ship would be unable to leave without them.  “Damn, I completely forgot.”  It was not like you to forget such an important task. There was no access to the reports from your home so you would have to go to your office to send them.

You hurried pulling on your medical uniform and made your way to the medstation, trying not to run down the corridors.  It took several minutes to upload the reports from your PADD to Doctor Baush.  But you sighed with relief as they finished.  You were able to focus on your impending date with Leonard.  Distracted by the thoughts of what you would wear for the evening, you did not see Nurse Ravins running after you.  “Doctor [Y/L/N]!  Wait! Please I need you.”  Turning to look at the woman, she was worried and quite out of breath.

“Nina, slow down. What’s the matter?”  The woman handed you a PADD, the currently showed a medical file.

“There is a patient here that you need to see.  I don’t know where Doctor Baush went and honestly unless it’s you or him, he wouldn’t want anyone else taking care of this patient.”  You stood there confused.  

“We staff five other doctors, Nina.  There are all perfectly…”  The woman pulled your arm and all but dragged you down the corridor.  

“No, ma’am.  You have to see this one now.  I don’t care if you write me up for manhandling you.  You have to see him.”  You had never known Nina to be so forceful.  This must have been a unique situation.  You allowed her to show you down to the exam room.  The door slide open, there sat a man with his head bent low in his hands.  Stepping in you looked over the file on the PADD realizing who was seated before you.

“So I guess having the name James Kirk gets you special treatment.”  The head popped up quickly and your jaw felt like it hit the ground. “Are you kidding me?  You’re the pretty boy from the bar.”  His blond hair was going in all which ways, the tissue around his left eye was swollen and the sclera was red from many broken blood vessels.

“And you’re that woman that Bones hasn’t shut up about all day.  He probably mentioned in there sometime you were a doctor.  Just my luck as always.  Look I am not here for special treatment.  I wouldn’t let him treat me.  He is a pain in my ass.  But this eye was creeping me out.  Figured I should have it checked by someone.”  You grinned with a short nod in his direction.  

“Now I know why Nina didn’t want anyone else.  The others would be too awestruck and be kissing at your boots.  Sit back and let me look you over.  I am going to go with you were punched?” Jim nodded as you stepped close with the tricorder.  

“A little misunderstanding with someone’s husband.  But he looks worse.”  A smirk appeared as he looked off to the side.  Your fingers lightly pushed onto the bruised tissue, feeling for anything out of place or broken.  He winced but did not move away.

“You are lucky Captain…”

“Jim, please.”

“Jim, you are lucky nothing is broken.  Just soft tissue damage and broken blood vessels in your eye.  I will be able to repair it all, with the dermal regenerator.” The task only took a few minutes and his face was back to its beautiful glory.  “There you go Captain, uh I mean Jim.  Just be careful next time.”

He hopped off the exam table and looked in the mirror.  “Not too bad Doc.  Feels a helluva lot better.  Thank you.” You smiled with another nod towards him.

“Anytime.  Have a good rest of your day, sir.”  He grabbed your arm as you started to turn away.

“Look, Bones is my friend. Actually, he is my closest friend. He has been through hell and he deserves good things.  If you are just looking for some quick fun, he aint your guy.  As much as I encourage him to be, he just isn’t like that.  He is loyal to a fault and he is just a good guy. Don’t hurt him.  That’s all I’m asking… Well that and don’t tell him I said that.  Or that I came here.  Listen this whole thing just didn’t happen, okay?”  Jim groaned and rubbed his face turned around and pacing in the exam room. You could not help but smile.

“I don’t plan on hurting, Leonard.  He is a sweet, caring, and smart man.  I like him and want to see what there could be.  So unless you plan to keep me from meeting him later you had better get out of here so I can get home and find something to wear.  That could take hours.”  You laughed as you motioned for him to exit the room.

“Thanks Doc.  Glad to hear it.”  He left quickly leaving you mulling over what he said.  Leonard had good friends.  It gave you a warm feeling in your chest that someone cared about him enough to make sure you had good intentions.

You were not lying when you said it might take you hours to find the right outfit for the evening. It was bad enough that you had messaged Maggie and she was now watching you change in and out of three different outfits.  That had been narrowed down from five.  You felt like such a child unable to make up your mind.  She finally had to stop you and told you that you would be wearing the red dress because you were making her crazy.  Well, you had to admit she was probably right.  It went great with your long [Y/H/C] hair.  It went just past your knees and scooped at your neck. It was pretty and classic.  

By the time you finished getting ready you were five minutes late.  “Damn it.  He is going to think I am standing him up!”  Maggie kissed your cheek and watched you run like a lunatic out of the apartment.

“Have fun.  Don’t do anything… Oh, hell do whatever you want. Have some fun.”  You barely heard her as you rushed down the street.  By the time you rounded the corner you were fifteen minutes late.  Nevertheless, Leonard was sitting there in the same place you had left him last night. You couldn’t help but beam from ear to ear.  He lifted his head finally catching sight of you, returning the smile.  Walking quickly up to him you hugged him tight, surprising him completely.

“I am so sorry I am late. I was… well I was going a little nuts trying to find something perfect to wear for you.”  Leonard laughed into your neck a moment before pulling back to look into your eyes.

“Darlin’ you would be perfect in anything.”  His words and that damn grin were doing a number on your heart.  It was pounding hard enough, that you were sure he could hear it.  You could not do anything else but smile up at him.  “I have this great place in mind.  I really hope you like it.”  

Leonard held his arm out for you to hold ready to take you into the night.

The restaurant turned out to be one of the few you had not tried since being in York Town for the last two years.  The food was excellent, the wine was wonderful and you realized you had never been on a date with anyone who made you feel so good.  Conversation flowed easy between the two of you.  He told you all about growing up in Georgia then you told him about Maine and the beautiful winters.  Leonard grumbled about the winters.  He told you about a horrible year when he attempted skiing and ended up with a broken arm and leg.  You laughed as you sipped at your wine.  The waiter came up with the dessert menu.  Of course, you wanted to look it over.

“Oh so you are one of those girls.”  Leonard grinned at you over the menu.

“One of what girls?” You raised a brow at him, causing him to break into a laugh.

“One of those chocolate loving sweet eating ones.”

“Oh definitely.  I could eat chocolate for every meal and still not be tired of it.  You don’t like sweets?”  You handed the menu back after ordering a piece of the fudge cake.

“Not really.  I mean I like something now and then… Though my momma’s peach cobbler.  That I could eat every day.”    You made him tell you about his mother and this amazing peach cobbler as you ate your cake.  It tasted divine and you almost felt bad for not offering him a bite.  Almost.

As you left the restaurant Leonard started growing quieter.  He did not have that easy smile as he had before.  Almost as though he was going back into a shell.  You were not going to let that happen.  There was a park not far off, which overlooked one of the artificial lakes.  Ushering him through the gates you held onto his arm telling him about an embarrassing story from medical school.  The only response from him was a short unenthusiastic laugh.  “Leonard, what’s the matter?  You’ve gotten so quiet.  Did I do something?”

“Oh no darlin’, not at all. I’m sorry.  It’s just that tonight… well it has been great.  Best night I’ve had in, well longer than I care to say. But there are things you don’t know about me.  You will probably go running.”  There was a look of defeat all over his face.  You cupped his cheeks in your hands and forced him to look at you.

“Leonard, you are a good man.  You are kind, smart, and according to your friend loyal to a fault.  I am not going anywhere; give me the chance to prove it.”  He looked down into your face for several minutes. So many emotions were coming and going in his eyes.  Finally, he led you over to a bench close by and told you everything.  About Joanna, Jocelyn, the divorce.  Every horrible detail he kept to himself.  You held his hand and squeezed it when you knew he needed it.  When he was through, he looked at you.  You could tell he was expecting you to run, but you would not do that.

Smiling at him, “I’m sorry you went through all of that.  I’m sorry you don’t get to see your daughter as much as you would like. But none of that is going to scare me off.  I really like you Leonard.  I mean, really like you.  There is something here between us that is so real and wonderful.  I’m not going anywhere.”  Before you could say another word, he kissed you.  Not the chaste kissed from the early morning, but a kiss that you felt down into your toes.  Every bit of emotion from him he poured into the kiss, showing you both what could be.

Time stood still, or sped up, you couldn’t tell.  But kissing him felt like forever and not enough at the same time.  You weren’t sure how long the two of you continued on but neither of you were ready for the interruption.

“Captain Kirk to Doctor McCoy.”  Leonard growled quietly as he pulled away from you.  

“Damn it, man.  I am a little busy.”  He couldn’t stop staring at you.

“Bones, I know.  I’m sorry.  But we have orders…”

Part 3

tags: @bolontiku

Boyf Riends: Movie Night

After hours of arguing and straining the two had finally narrowed it down to Back to the Future and Titanic.
“Jer, why would you want to watch Titanic? We just got out of school, isn’t that depressing enough?”
“But we watched Back to the Future last time.”
“No, you watched Back to the Future while I died on the couch.”
“How’s it my fault you willingly caught my germs the week before?”
“I did not willingly catch your germs, and I really don’t want to watch Leonardo DiCaprio right now.”
“What did Leonardo DiCaprio ever do to you?”
“Romeo + Juliet, that’s what. We had to watch that whole thing in freshman year and analyze that piece of shit. He will never be forgiven.” Jeremy rolled his eyes and decided to grab the Back to the Future VHS much to Michael’s delight. After it started loading Michael gave his boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek before going to make some popcorn while the trailers played.

War of Hearts
         - Part II

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*not my gif

Y/N and Kai walked down the street , only now realising they had no idea where they were. It wasn’t Mystic Falls or her home town (Grove Hill) , that was for sure.
“We are in ATLANTA ?! How did we end up here ?” Y/N wondered out loud , looking at her phone’s GPS. It was barely 6PM.
Y/N glanced at Kai who was looking nervously around.
“Don’t worry , we’ll get to New Orleans in time for Thanksgiving dinner.” she said , squeezing lightly his shoulder. “You are not missing your favorite holiday..”
“It’s not that. I’m hungry … like hungry.
Y/N put her phone in the backpockets of her jeans and took Kai’s hand leading him into one of the small streets near by. She hadn’t realised it has been almost a day since the last time they fed.
“Put your arms around me.”
“What?” Kai asked confused.
“Just go with it okay… There is some event going on down the street. We need to blend in.”
Kai did as asked trying not to think about how good it felt to put his arms around her that way. They entered the crowd faking smiles , Y/N looked around the crowd and then saw exactly what they needed.
“There. You see them?” she said in low voice , loud enough for only Kai to hear. He followed her gaze seeing a guy trying to convince a girl , who clearly felt uncomfortable , to go home with him. “Let’s go.”
Y/N took Kai’s hand and pushed their way through the crowd.
“Hey guys. Nice party isn’t it?” Y/N said smiling excitedly , then suddenly turned towards the girl grabbing her shoulders. “Go home , sweetie.”
“I’ll go home.” the girl repeated in unison and walked away from them.
“What the hell was that ? I was just about to -”
The guy protested but Y/N didn’t give him a chance to.
“Oh but I thought we could have some fun.” Y/N said with a smile , biting her lower lip watching the guy choke from the surprise. Kai was wondering where Y/N was going with this , and as if she knew what he was thinking she glanced at him giving him a small wink. Y/N looked around noticing a small dark alley nearby and she basically pushed the guy in there , pulling Kai behind her. “Don’t move or scream.”
Y/N held the guy by the shoulders and in a second flash she sank her teeth into his neck only getting a taste before turning towards Kai who’s eyes were wide and dark with hunger. Kai looked at her , blood lightly dripping down her chin. He reached for her , wiping some of the blood with his thumb trying to fight the urge to kiss her. Their eyes met for a second and Kai nearly leaned in , except the guy groaned behind them in the exact same moment returning him to reality.
“This is going to be fun.” he muttered to himself , seeing the corners of Y/N’s mouth twitch.
Kai felt his fangs come out , his vampirism take over and sank his teeth into the guy’s neck. In all his time since he had turned , there had been barely two or three times he had fed directly yet somehow this time felt different. He could feel Y/N’s eyes on him the entire time. Maybe that’s why.
“Listen to the heartbeat , Kai. It will tell you when to stop.”
Kai tried to listen to the heartbeat as she said , but he was getting distracted , holding onto the guy’s shoulders draining an artery after artery. He felt someone’s hands on his shoulder. A wave of shock washed over him realising who it was and he pulled away from the guy the same second.
“I … I don’t …” he stammered , glancing between the guy’s body on the floor and Y/N’s eyes. He didn’t want Y/N to see this side of him , the murderous ‘not going to stop because I like it’ side.
“It’s OK. Actually you did pretty good. You didn’t kill him , he is just about to pass out from the blood loss..”
Y/N gave him a smile , kneeling down to the guy and feeding him some of her blood. He was still concious , his heart beat slowly returning to normal.
“Leave and forget about this.”
The guy got up and left as if nothing had happened. Y/N got up placing a hand on Kai’s chest for a moment. He looked startled , afraid to look at her. He wanted so badly for things to work out , for him to have her as a friend at least. He didn’t want to disappoint her in any way. Y/N cupped his face.
“Hey. You did better than me the first time I tried. Klaus had to snap my neck to stop me from finishing the guy off.” she laughed nervously. “You will get better at it and I am pretty sure you will end up having better control than I ever did.”
“I somehow doubt that.” Kai said with a small smile. “I’ll try on my own now..”
Y/N nodded , wiping some of the blood from Kai’s chin , remembering the first time they had met and how different he had been back then. He was trying to be better , she just couldn’t figure out why.

Later that night they compelled themself a car and headed for New Orleans. Kai and Y/N spent their first night back in the real world under the stars , with the car parked on the side of the road. They lay on the blanket pointing at the sky. Turned out Y/N knew pretty much all constellations. Kai was too busy looking at her instead of the sky. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her as a friend. Her eyes sparkled in the darkness and she rarely stopped smiling. Even when Y/N was being serious about something , there was a smile on her face. If he had met her under different circumstances , he probably would’ve said she is annoyingly positive about everything. One thing had become clear to him during that first day - he loved her even more.
Y/N rested her head on Kai’s chest.
“You will love Klaus and I know he will love you. He has a little bit of a temper but other than that he is very kind and loving.”
“What about the rest of his family ? What are they like ?” Kai asked curious. He had heard stories about them from Damon a long time ago , but he trusted Y/N’s opinion way more.
“I don’t really know. I’ve met his brother Elijah but the rest of his siblings were daggered at the time.” Y/N yawned at the last words and snuggled closer to Kai who awkwardly put his arms around her.
“Get some sleep , I’ll … I’ll watch over you.”
“What would I do without you ?” she mummbled slowly drifting into sleep.

The next day right after sunrise , they got on the road. Y/N decided to drive seeing how Kai hadn’t slept the entire night. He seemed weird when she had woken up this morning , not taking his eyes off her for a second. Around 5PM they finally got to New Orleans. They parked the car a few streets away from the compound and slowly made their way down the crowded streets. Y/N nearly danced on the way there , holding Kai’s had who couldn’t help but smile the whole way there. Somehow Y/N had found her way into his bloodstream and he loved her more with every passing moment. Though he was still scared she might change her mind and leave him. The entire night he had spent watching her sleep , stroking her hair and lightly brushing her cheeks with the back of his hand.In her sleep she snuggled even closer to him and a few times mumbled something in her sleep he couldn’t quite understand. When the sun had started to come up , he wished the night had never ended. He just wanted them to stay together , just the two of them … forever.
Kai and Y/N walked into the compound - someone had spent their time decorating the place for the holiday.
“I’ll be right back.” Y/N said whooshing away for a second to the bathroom.
Kai put his hands in his pockets , looking around - there was a large table set up with decorations and everything. He took a few steps towards it , picking up a cornucopia decoration from the table , checking it out , a smile on his face.
‘Cool.’ he mouthed.
“Who might you be ?” said a male voice with an accent making Kai glance in the direction of the voice. From the description Y/N had given him , this must be Klaus Mikaelson. Kai turned around , outstretching his hand to shake the stranger’s.
“OH Hello… I’m Kai … Parker. I’m with -”
“KLAUS !” Y/N screamed excitedly running and jumping into Klaus’ arms. Both of them laughing.
“Welcome home , little wolf.” said Klaus unable to keep the smile off his face. “I see you brought a gentleman home.. Your boyfriend I assume ? Has he been keeping you away from us ?”
“I wish …” Kai muttered to himself , Klaus glancing at him tho Y/N didn’t seem to hear his comment. She was too busy smiling , laughing and hugging two strangers that had appeared dowstairs a few moment after Klaus. The strangers seemed to be a couple. The guy was wearing a suit and had his hand wrapped around the girl’s waist. Y/N jumped up towards Kai with a smile on her face.
“Klaus , Elijah … Hayley.” she said lightly bumping her shoulder against Kai’s. “This is Malachai. He is a hybrid too , a vampire / witch hybrid…and no , he is not my boyfriend. We are just friends.”
“Best friends.” Kai corrected her , shaking hands with Elijah and Hayley.
“Yeah.The bestest of best friends.” she said kissing him on the cheek.
Klaus kept glancing from Y/N to Kai , his hands crossed on his chest and he smiled at them while shaking his head.
“Fascinating. You can tell us the story during dinner. I want to hear every detail. And your return demands celebration. We are throwing you a party … Tomorrow.”

Thanksgiving dinner had went well , sort of. Klaus kept eyeing Y/N and Kai. They told Klaus , Elijah , Hayley and Freya their story after Hope had gone to bed , not wanting to scare her. Kai seemed tense at first but as the evening went on he relaxed , specially after none of the Mikaelson’s judged him for what he had done. They were nice and even told him he can stay and live there with them. Kai had gotten his own room which was only down the hall from Y/N. He didn’t want to spend the night away from her , but was too nervous to say something unsure how the Mikaelson’s would react. Last thing he wanted was to get her family upset with him. His fears however turned out to be completely unfounded because around midnight , Y/N opened his bedroom door and walked inside.
“What ? You didn’t think I’d let you spend the night alone did you ?” she said smiling , carefully closing the door behind her. Y/N had seen Kai’s face when he realised he’d have to spend the night alone and knew how much he hated being alone , so she decided to go spend the night with him.
Kai grinned when she tossed herself on to the bed next to him.
“Won’t Klaus be angry ? I don’t want to see his bad side.” he swallowed hard. “
“He won’t.” she said turning on her side until she faced him. “So ? What do you think ? Aren’t they the best !”
Kai turned on his side too , his hand under his head. He sighed. “Yes , they are. And Klaus’ daughter .. Hope ? She is something special. No one has ever wanted to sit on my lap or play with me or anything… I like her.” he smiled.
“Yeah , she is the cutest…and I think she likes you. I am afraid I got some competition there.” she winked at him.
Kai laughed trying not to read anything into her coment. It was just who Y/N was. “No competition , sweetheart.” he said softly , watching her slowly drift into sleep.

The next morning Y/N woke up alone in Kai’s bedroom. She quickly went to take a shower and change in her room before tiptoeing downstairs and seeing the table from the evening before covered with all kinds of pastry. Literally mountains of them.
“These look so delicious. Which bakery is missing a compelled baker today?”
Klaus gave her a sideways smirk seeing her excitement. Y/N took a schtrudel from one of the platters. “Where’s Kai ?”
“He went out to grab a snack. He is quite charming , your friend.” said Klaus. “I like him…He is good for you.”
Y/N froze for a second. “What do you mean ?”
“Nothing. Kai balances you out - you are too good for your own good sometimes.”
Klaus gave her a knowing look and Y/N suddenly felt uncomfortable. What he said was true…and a part of her liked Kai and wanted him to be a little more than a friend to her but she knew if he felt something for her , he’d let her know. Or at least she hoped so.
“Can we keep the party small ? Please ?”
“Nonsense. I am throwing you the biggest , loudest party New Orleans have ever witnessed.” Klaus got up from his chair , walking across to her kissing her forehead before he headed for the basement door. “Time you meet the rest of the family , love.”
A few minutes passed and she reached for another of the pastries - a braid sugar covered pastry with creamy filling.
“MMMmmm those are the best..” she mummbled to herself as she reached for another.
Someone covered her eyes with their hands. Y/N could feel the person’s breath on her neck. The touch seemed familiar , very familiar.
Kai wrapped his arms around her from behind giving her a hug. He looked happy and excited, she hadn’t seen him this happy ever. Her heart skipped a beat seeing his smile.
“Right on the first guess ! Did you see me coming or something ?”
“Nope. I just knew. Want a bite ?” Y/N asked , holding out the cream filled pastry out for him. He took a bite , his eyes getting a little wider.
“Wow that’s amazing ! Which one is it ?” Y/N pointed at the platter and he got his own, sitting on the chair next to her. “This town is awesome..and great news - I fed and the girl didn’t pass out , though her knees seemed a little weak at first. I compelled her and sent her on her merry way.”
Y/N punched him playfully on the shoulder trying not to think about whoever that girl has been. “See ? I told you you’ll get the hang of it !”
“Yeah… Hey do you want to go out for lunch ? There is this place like 3 or 4 blocks away. It’s not big but I think you might like it.” said Kai nervously. “They have this avocado thing you seem obsessed with..”
“I better stop eating all this pastry then.” she said smiling at him.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes.” Y/N laughed.

When Y/N and Kai came back to the compound that afternoon , they found it completely transformed. Klaus hadn’t spared any expense - there were flowers , balloons and even a stage for a live band.
“Oh my God …” Y/N stopped a few steps inside , turning around taking everything in. “I told him to keep it small. Should’ve known better he’d do the opposite.”
Y/N covered her face with her hands , sneaking a peek through her fingers at Kai’s expression and then around the room again. Kai’s face was a mix of suprise , shock and a hint of terror imagining how many people might be invited to the party. She turned around buring her face in Kai’s chest for a moment. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t like crowds… I’ll talk to him get him to -”
“What are you talking about ? It’s your party. It should be about what you want. I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.”
“But thats what I want - a small party. Just you , Klaus and his siblings. No one else.”
Kai suppressed a smile and started saying something but in that exact moment Klaus walked in , three unfamiliar faces following him closely. Y/N’s eyes widened a little and a smile spread across her face.
“I’d like you to meet the rest of my siblings.” said Klaus. “That’s Finn … he is boring.” (Finn made a face at Klaus’ comment and then went to shake hands with Y/N and Kai.) “My other brother Kol and that’s Rebekah and Freya , who you already know.”
The girls gave Y/N a hug. Kol however took Y/N’s hand and leaned in kissing her knuckles.
“Kol Mikaelson. Where has my brother kept you hidden all this time ?” he said not taking his eyes off hers. Y/N’s cheeks flushed.
For some reason this bothered Kai so much , he found his hands had been balled into fists without he had even realised it. Then there was Klaus’ sister Rebekah who to him seemed nicer than everyone along with her sister Freya. Kai already liked them more than anyone.
“Who’s your handsome friend ? Is he your boyfriend ?” Rebekah wondered.
The corner’s of Kai’s mouth twitched for a moment.
“I’m Kai. Nice to meet you…and I’m not her b-boyfriend.” said Kai , waiting to shake Rebekah’s hand , instead she gave him a hug.
“It’s her loss.” she whispered to in his ear.
Kol suddenly looked more than excited about tonights party. He put his arm on her shoulders.
“Tonight is going to be so much fun , darling.” he said , his gaze falling on Kai and as if to annoy him more , Kol pulled Y/N even closer to him. “I’ll make sure of it.”

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

NOTE : I’ll try and post part III by the end of the week. 😉