i know this is a week late but i just watched it and i have a lot of feelings ok

our little family pt.3 | jimin

Originally posted by minblush

Pairing: Father! Jimin + Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst + parent au

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.

Parts: 1 2 3

Reader’s POV

“Ms.L/N!!”

Looking up from your phone, your lips tilted up into a warm smile as you saw a familiar face enter the room, as she slightly skipped, swinging her lunchbox in one hand.

“Jieun-ah!!” you cheered as you made your way to her, pinching her cheeks softly as you cooed, “How’s my little girl been?”

Giving you a big smile, one that reached all the way up to her round eyes, she gave you a thumbs up and grinned, “I’m great! Daddy and I even got another dog for Charlie so that he wouldn’t be alone anymore.”

Laughing slightly, you remarked, “Well isn’t that sweet of you to do!! By the way, where’s your Daddy, did he not drop you off–?”

“Her Daddy is right here.” a voice said teasingly as you looked up, scoffing a little as Jimin winked at you playfully. Your eyes quickly wandered to the cut on his lip, which to your surprise had seemed to be healing, making you sigh in relief.

Getting up, you patted Jieun’s back and motioned her to go and put away her stuff in her cubby before walking up to Jimin. Motioning to his face, you said softly, “You’re looking better. How did you manage to explain this to Jieun?”

Jimin chuckled as his eyes fell on his little girl who was humming along to a random tune as she walked around the classroom, mindlessly.

“I told her that when she was asleep, her dad went on a mission to save a princess from an evil man, and then got hurt in the fight.” he said as his eyes flickered back to you, making you flush lightly at his words that made your heart flutter.

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My Fake Boyfriend Part 6

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2350

Warnings: Angst, fuffly

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

Originally posted by itsmaleficentbitch

You woke up feeling different, you felt lighter and happier. It has been a long time since you last felt this way, you look at the clock and it’s 8 a.m. then you look at Bucky who is sleeping peacefully under you.

Something has changed since last night, you don’t know exactly what but it feels distinct. You stay in Bucky’s arms for a while longer; at this point you are used to cuddling up with him. However, you were never the one to initiate it… until now.

You softly trace your fingers on his jawline, making sure to not disturb him still. You kiss his forehead, getting up looking at him one last time.

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we know the game

on Ao3

nothing like some good old fashioned nonsense

this is basically crack. right well, i should stop writing after 11pm

enjoy~


Marinette has a few rules when it comes to her partner.

  1. Don’t let him take patrols on his own. He’ll fall asleep on a random rooftop somewhere because he likes to stay out until the break of dawn, watching over the city as it sleeps.
  2. If he calls after midnight, always answer.
  3. Don’t trust him with gifts. He always goes unnecessarily over the top and spends far too much money for her (or anyone else) to be comfortable with it.
  4. Don’t put him in charge of food. For the same reason as the gifts, but also because he’ll eat half the food before she shows up.
  5. Don’t smile at him too much in class. Alya is getting suspicious.

But it turns out that Marinette has to add a new rule to the list:

  • Don’t let Alya and Nino plan anything for the four of them.

—«·»—

“Are you sure you can’t come?” Marinette asks, pacing back and forth as Tikki watches her burn circles in the floor from the desk..

I really can’t,” Alya apologizes over the phone. “We can’t find a sitter this last minute and there’s no way my mom is letting Ella and Etta stay home alone.

“Could you bring them?” Marinette tries. “Because I can just bring more food and—”

Marinette,” Alya interrupts gently. “With this last week of akumas, I don’t think my mom wants even us going to school. A park without adult supervision? No way.

Marinette chews on her bottom lip and resists the urge to ask ‘what about superhero supervision?’ Instead, she asks, “Are you sure?”

Positive.” Alya sighs. “I’m sorry, I really wish I could come. But you’ll be with Nino and Adrien, you’ll still have a fun time without me there.”

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imagine CEO kim seokjin.

Originally posted by eatjin

  • you have the most handsome boss in all of creation, good luck.
  • first things first, kim seokjin is heir to one of the great business empires on his side of the planet.
  • for the moment though he’s just managing a few of the smaller branches as well as all the charities and his passion project, a moderately successful chain of restaurants.
  • you find work in one of these aforementioned branches, filling in as his secretary when his PA needs time off to care for their sick mother.
  • and he’s so stressed and busy he doesn’t even notice until around lunchtime when he bursts out of his office in a frenzy.
  • “assistant choi! you’re not assistant choi. where’s assistant choi?”
  • you remind him and he’s like “oops, i thought that was next week.”
  • because he can manage twelve charities and two businesses at once, he can clothe and feed himself because he’s a big boy, but he can’t organise anything. that’s what he needs you for.
  • also he can’t tie a tie properly.
  • he probably went to harvard business school, but he can’t tie a tie for shit. it’s always askew or crumpled or something, so you look knots up online because you’re just itching to fix it for him.
  • but you don’t actually approach him with the offer for a while, that would be inappropriate. instead you wait for him to tie it himself and ultimately fail, before you offer your help.
  • he accepts gratefully, and watches you concentrate in the agitating piece of cloth as if an angel just descended to save him from drowning.
  • later he admits that was when he knew he would fall in love with you.
  • and after that, whenever he has an important meeting to attend, you gotta fix his tie for him. it’s like ur lil ritual, and it helps him calm down and prepare.
  • sometimes he neglects to eat though. 
  • like when he’s trying to stay on top of events and important paperwork and running back and forth between meetings and you start to wonder if you should be organising meals for him as well.
  • he works so hard you end up feeling like you can’t just leave him alone in his office even if the work day is technically over, so you sit around answering emails as you wait for him to dismiss you.
  • eventually you just Go For It and order a bunch of food in, not knowing what he likes, because you’re hungry too dangit.
  • so at like 7pm you knock softly and ask him is it okay if you bring him something to eat.
  • kim seokjin could cry at that moment, but also he’s like “wait, you’re still here? why are you still here?”
  • you recite him his dinner options and by the end he’s almost visibly drooling.
  • “that sound amazing, do i have to choose?”
  • “well, one of them was for me.”
  • “which one?”
  • “whichever you didn’t want.”
  • “can’t we just share all of it?”
  • and so you and your new boss end up sitting across from one another on his plush expensive carpet, and have a virtual take-out feast.
  • and you’re both exhausted so you know he’s killing it with the dad jokes and his windshield wiping laughter just makes everything ten times funnier. lbr you probably peed yourself a little.
  • it’s late when you finally leave, so he drives you home.
  • the drive is nice and quiet and before you know it you’ve fallen asleep.
  • also you don’t know this but he was parked outside your house for like ten minutes before he mustered up the courage to wake you, like “ok we’re here!!!! hahahaha,,ha,,,ha,,,,, ah”
  • weeks pass, and jin’s dad is constantly piling more responsibility on him, which means more branches, which means jin has to travel more, and he takes you with him because he’s useless without you.
  • and you two are just so comfortable around each other from the start ??
  • but more importantly you really enjoy one another’s company and are constantly drawn together.
  • so eventually, always eating room service together turns into always spending time in the same room, which turns into eventually only booking one room with separate beds.
  • because more money saved is more money to charity. 
  • right? 
  • right ????
  • and guess what. 
  • eventually the hotel fucks up, but everything is so hectic you don’t even notice until it’s too late and you come back from a conference at night to find you only have one bed.
  • whoopsie daisy~
  • honestly though you’re both so exhausted because you flew in early that morning, jin falls asleep with all his clothes on and you don’t even care and pass out beside him like two minutes later.
  • when you wake however, he has shrugged out of his blazer and you’re snuggled up to him, head tucked beneath his chin, cheek pressed against his chest. 
  • to save you the embarrassment he pretends he’s still asleep while you untangle yourself. but breakfast is still awkward as heck to say the least, and he lowkey won’t stop smiling to himself the entire time.
  • and every time you attend a charity event with him everyone assumes you’re dating because you’re always laughing together and they’re used to seeing him with assistant choi. 
  • and one time he mishears someone asking if you’re his date and he says yes so you run with it and link your arm through his and call him pet names and he goes sO red and stutters and it’s worth all the death glares he sends you the rest of the night.
  • after that he’s kinda tense and weird and you end up apologising for your behaviour because that was very unprofessional of you and you crossed a line and you really need this job please don’t fire me.
  • and as you arrive back at the hotel he’s like “yeah, it’s cool, whatever, i need a drink.”
  • and you’re like “idk about you but there’s a minibar in my room.”
  • and he just stares at you until you realise what you’ve said and when you die of embarrassment he’s like “now we’re even. goodnight.”
  • eventually, one fateful evening back at the office, jin completely buckles under the weight of it all and you find him with his head in his hands, papers all over the floor.
  • he confesses to you how it’s all too much and he doesn’t know how he’s supposed to keep everything together, especially as his responsibilities keep growing and without assistant choi around to help him out.
  • you spin his chair around to face you and sink down to his level, take his face in your hands and tell him firmly that he’s got this. it’s okay to doubt yourself and to crack under the pressure, but he’s got you and he’s got this and together you’re gonna kick this thing in the ass.
  • and he laughs and hold your hand, leans in a fraction but hesitates until you tell him he can also kiss you if he wants. 
  • and he does. 
  • he kisses you over and over and over until you have expensive carpet burns, wink wonk if you know what i mean.
  • anyway, nsfw under the cut.

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Q: How are you today?
A: Good … thank you !! Though THIS traffic …. #shame

Q: How many days till you are able to go home?
A: Just a bit over a month … counting down the days !!! #summerfun

Q: #AskClaire are you watching anything good? Binge worthy? 
A: Did someone say @SHO_TwinPeaks

Q: Where’s Eddie while you’re away? You must miss him! 
A: I do miss HER … (i won’t let her know you made that mistake !!) She’s waiting in Scotland for some SA treats !!

Q: You gonna be long? #onbehalfofmycompadres 
A: If I said another hour …. would you a) cry b) explode c) just go home ..????

Q: What do you consider to be your best scene from Season 3?
A: 🌴…. that’s a clue !!!

Q: What book are you currently reading? #AskClaire #Outlander
A: Mirror, Shoulder, Signal …or is it Mirror, Signal, Shoulder … anyway .. It’s GOOD.

Q: Will you get time off this summer before Season 4 filming begins?
A: Well I’d better … I hear people might want us to promote it #AskClaire

Q: What’s been your favorite thing you’ve learned since coming to South Africa to film? #AskClaire #Outlander
A: People’s incredible capacity to forgive and heal … and that it’s a process … LOVE SA ❤

Q: When will you come to France ? #AskClaire 
A: Soon, I hope !!

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anonymous asked:

can I request nct neighbour au for jaehyun and mark just like the seventeen one? those are so good. but take your time :) thank you!

a lot of you wanted some more nct stuff on this blog, plus jaehyun’s birthday is tomorrow so!! take this as a little gift for the lovely boy of nct~ (and mark heh)

Jaehyun 

  • smiling sunshine, dimple angel of the apartment building that is so nice that he smiles at everyone and then ends up walking straight into the front door,,,,,,,jaehyun please looks where you’re going more often you clumsy kid
  • whenever he’s coming home, the kids from the nearby park will call out his name and ask him to join them
  • and if he has time you can find him holding a jump rope or helping one of the kids reach the basketball net
  • other times you can see him running down the straight, obviously late for his bus and trying to juggle his notebook, backpack, and phone
  • and he has this really childlike obliviousness about him,,,,,like he’s always just smiling and positive 
  • and if he does anything to embarrass himself he just laughs it off 
  • and if he meets a neighbor that might be in a bad mood, just talking with him usually makes people feel so comfortable and at ease,,,,,,he’s literally got a healing smile
  • keeps a lot of sports memorabilia in his apartment and it’s cute he like has the flag from his favorite national teams up on the wall and he invites people over to watch games with him
  • he likes to keep things clean, but his desk is always over piling with notebooks because he keeps forgetting them at home and then buying new ones to write in and in the end he ends with a huge stack on his desk that taeyong is always nagging about when he comes over
  •  but other than that,,,,,,it’s a really normal apartment and jaehyun never worries about like decorating or anything. he cooks for himself (decently) and so the only thing he spends money on is sports + groceries 
  • and you’re ,,,,,,,,,, not the best cook to put it lightly and you know jaehyun because whenever you bump into him at the grocery store he actually looks like he knows what he’s doing while you’re just like ???????!!!!!!!
  • and it’s like your third attempt at trying to make edible ramen,,,,that you just break one afternoon and you end up ringing jaehyun’s doorbell and when he opens the door you’re like “Save Me”
  • and he’s like “???? IS THERE A FIRE??? ARE YOU GETTING ROBBED? ILL CALL-”
  • and you just put the packet of ramen in his hand and you’re like “i suck,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,at Cooking”
  • it takes him a second but he burst out into that heavenly laughter and is like “so you need help?” and you’re like “please,,,,,,im so hungry” and he’s like “ok, ramen is easy. i can teach you in no time”
  • and you stand beside him as he boils the water like an expert and tears open the ramen and he’s telling you about how you should add in other things aside from flavor packets, like maybe vegetables or spices
  • and he’s doing this so effortlessly and in your head you’re like: how
  • but then also you peek up and you see how relaxed and happy he looks
  • the handsome set of his jaw, the way his eyes are a soft chocolate brown 
  • and you realize only when he goes “almost done” that you’ve spent the last five minutes staring at him and not paying attention
  • and you’re like “o-oh yay!” and jaehyun invites you to try it with him
  • and he dips the spoon in and carefully blows on it before offering it to you and you want to take the spoon
  • but he’s like “i can feed you!” 
  • completely oblivious to how he’s making your heart race and you taste it and ofc, it’s amazing and you’re like “how are you so good at everything??” and jaehyun’s like “im not good at EVERYTHING” but you’re like
  • “well you’re good at sports, cooking, and you’re cute that’s basically everything-”
  • and jaehyun grins but then his eyes widen a bit and he’s like “pardon me, but did you just say cute?”
  • and you’re like OH mY G OD ,,,,,,,, i did,,,,,,,,,and you’re like “WELL ILL BE GOING NOW”
  • but jaehyun is like “wait we should eat this ramen together-”
  • and you’re like dkjsfkdlf thank you for teaching me,,,,,i made a fool of myself i must go,,,,,,,,,,
  • but jaehyun’s face softens and he’s like “i think you’re cute too, so stay and have some ramen?”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,w,,,,,,,,,,what,,,,,,,,,but also how can you say no to him and so you sit down beside him and he pours some ramen into a bowl for you
  • and as you’re sitting you’re trying not to blush TOO much
  • while jaehyun’s just thinking to himself,,,,,,that if if two cute people cook ramen together, does the ramen also become cuter?????? whatever, he just hopes he can cook with you sometime again soon~~~

Mark

  • always has someone over at his place because his hyungs don’t trust him living alone 
  • taeyong is basically his damn roommate
  • he doesn’t spend too much time at home so he never has the opportunity to make it messy, except if he has like haechan over,,,,,,then he ends up with something from his closet missing and like half his supply of snacks. gone
  • he has like one poster on his wall of his favorite Canadian hockey player and it’s important to him because his brother sent it over when mark moved,,,,,,taeyong is like “it’s crooked” whenever he sees it but mark is like “hyung,,,,,,,it’s the sentiment that counts.”
  • sleeps just about anywhere in his apartment,,,,,,,like most people go to sleep in their bed but mark just knocks out where-ever. the couch, the floor, the kitchen table, while he’s brushing his teeth,,,,,,he just lives a very hectic life
  • his refrigerator gets covered in polaroids that jisung and jeno insist he put up and mark isn’t one for decorating, but he lets his younger friends do whatever because like why not 
  •  he gets nagged on by them for being “boring” but mark is like i just don’t have time to do anything ????? i barely had time to eat my morning bagel???? 
  • you think mark is really cute, ever since you moved in down the hall but like????? all the other neighbors are always like “we don’t know anything about him because he’s never around.” and you kind of get sad
  • because you get a glimpse of him like every two weeks and even then you can’t even properly introduce yourself because he’s either running out of the building or talking with a friend whose coming over
  • and you know,,,,,it’s not like you’re going to try and press the issue. you just smile whenever you two happen to pass each other even in those three seconds of interaction
  • and mark always smiles back,,,,,,,,,,,because he’s sweet
  • and you don’t know if it’s the sleep deprivation or just confusion but you hear someone trying to unlock your door when day
  • and when you go over, you open up and you see mark - shocked to see you
  • and he’s like “why,,,,,,,,are you in my apartment?” and you’re like “um,,,,,,,i live here. this is my apartment, you’re over there down the hall.”
  • and mark blinks and looks at his key and then at you and he’s like “thaT’S WHY it must have not opened up??? i kept putting my key in but it wouldn’t turn!!!”
  • and you laugh into your hand and you’re like “yeah, that’s probably why” and mark apologizes and you’re like don’t worry but then you’re like,,,,,,this is my only chance to ever talk to him so you’re like
  • “we haven’t ever,,,,,introduced ourselves but im your neighbor!” and you tell him your name and age and he grins and tells you his age and you guys just chat for a bit
  • and then out of nowhere he goes “you don’t have any chips do you?” and you’re like “i do, why?” and he’s like “i wanted to buy some on my way home, but i totally forgot and i just remembered because the hockey game is on later tonight and a friend of mine ate all my snacks the last time he was over”
  • with that mark rolls his eyes and mumbles haechan’s name but you’re like “oh, ill give you mine! hockey sounds fun - ive always wanted to learn more about it”
  • and mark perks up and he’s like “im from canada, hockey is like religion to us!! you should come over and watch the gam-”
  • but he stops himself and reddens and is like “it must be creepy for me to just ask like that, like who’d just come over to watch a game with a stranger haha”
  • but you shake your head and you’re like “i’d love to!”
  • and you get your chips and that’s how you end up sitting on mark’s couch, mark pointing to the players on the TV and explaining positions and goals and soon enough the two of you are literally sitting on the rug, nose in the TV, watching the game so intently and sharing chips
  • and when the team scores, you and mark burst into cheers like you’re literally in the rink with the fans
  • and you’re high-fiving each other and grinning  
  • but also,,,,,,,once you look into each others eyes there’s a little hint of embarrassment because,,,,,,, you guys are still new to each other but also like ,,,,,,,,,, interested in each other
  • and neither of you says anything
  • until the door opens and in walks doyoung whose like “oops am i interrupting a date?”
  • you and mark: A WHAT NOW 
Boyfriend Series; Junhui

- prepare yourself for the GREASE
- for your first date, junhui takes you to the beach and you’re both just walking along the shore, talking about anything that comes to mind
- halfway through the date, you playfully push junhui into the water and he retaliates by pulling you in
- you both chase each other around while splashing water everywhere, laughing and having fun together
- at some point, he takes off his shirt and you’re like OMFG JUN PUT YOUR SHIRT BACK ON and you cover your red face with your hands
- while your face is still buried in your hands, he grabs your waist and makes you both fall into the water and when you resurface, the two of you are laughing your heads off
- you and junhui walk back to shore when you get tired, and the rest of the day is spent sitting on the sand talking while waiting to get dry
- when sunset comes and you suggest it’s time to leave, junhui says “wait” and proceeds to write something on the sand with his finger
- when he finishes, you look down to see that they’re chinese characters and when you ask him what they mean, he says “i love you”
- and right after he says that, you both share your first kiss
- let the grease begin
- when you’re yelling at him, he brings his hand up to your face and squishes your cheeks together so that you make a fishy face anD THEN HE KISSES YOU AND YOU’RE LIKE ARE YOU KIDDING ME
- but it works and you’re not mad at him anymore and you hate yourself for it
- he says cheesy pick-up lines out loud in public just to embarrass you
- “jun i’m already yours THERE’S NO NEED FOR THOSE PLEASE STOP”
- when you wear tight clothing, he looks you up and down and wiggles his eyebrows and you’re like just leave
- the type to blow kisses at you and frowns the rest of the day when you flick/dodge them
- ALWAYS tries to show off in front of you
- once effed up his shoulder dancing to mansae because he over-exaggerated his dancing during the chorus
- after that, the boys banned you from coming to their dance practices
- teaches you a bit of martial arts for your safety, but during training he pins you to the floor and kisses you
- when he’s sick, he makes it seem worse than it really is just so you’d take care of him
- asks for kisses all the time
- “jun get up we’re going to be late” “i’ll get up for a kiss ;)” “ok i’m going first then” “NO COME BACK”
- the type to purposely send you shirtless pictures of himself and then write something like “oops!! sorry that was an accident” right after
- he ALWAYS walks out of the shower with his hair soaking wet, and his towel wrapped around his waist and you’re like PUT!! SOME!! CLOTHES!! ON!!
- some days he just looks sO HANDSOME AND YOU’RE DYING LIKE SOMEONE HELP DOWAJWO SOS
- insists that you watch the movies and dramas he was in before he debuted
- he LOVES it when you wear his clothes, he’s always lending you his shirts, hoodies and varsities because he loves seeing you in them
- in fact, you guys have matching hoodies and he insists that you both wear them all the time
- steals your phone to take selfies so that your photo gallery is filled with pictures of him
- but you just can’t bring yourself to erase them because you love him so much even if the pictures take up so much space
- always tells minghao about you and when you go to the dorm, you and minghao just tell each other stories of all the stupid things junhui has done in the past week
- you once told minghao you loved his new hair color and guess what junhui dyed his hair the same color LOL
- “minghao you have to stop, (name) might fall for you and we might end up having to fight to the death” “because i dyed my hair????”
- always within a five-meter radius because he “gets lonely”
- he’s always making puns and then laughs really hard at them and you’re like jun WHY
- junhui’s so positive all the time and it’s honestly so refreshing
- always drinks from the same straw as you because he believes in indirect kisses lmao
- really long and slow kisses on the lips, probably pins you against walls too
- he always surprises you with kisses and sometimes you put a hand over your mouth to stop him from kissing you but nope that doesn’t stop him HE JUST KISSES THE HAND OVER YOUR LIPS ANYWAY
- when you say “i hate you” even as a joke he takes it pretty seriously and asks nonstop if you really do hate him and buys you flowers and says he loves you nonstop
- he loves cuddling while facing you because he loves looking into your eyes and memorizing each one of your features
- junhui always tries to play it off like he’s all right even when he isn’t because he wants you to think he’s really strong and he doesn’t want you to worry
- but you know when he’s sad and you never push him to say it, and eventually he starts opening up to you and just having someone he can rely on…… he loves the feeling
- he may be greasy and all, but he does know when to stop and be serious when you’re not in a good mood
- when you’re sad, he gives you kisses on the forehead and tells you that you’ll be all right
- he also takes you out for a shopping spree and treats you for food and just does everything he can to make you smile again because your happiness is the most important to him
- you may always make a comeback to his greasy lines, you may always dodge his hearts and kisses, and you may roll your eyes a lot when you’re around him
- but you really do love junhui
- “i love you i love you i love you”
- “junhui stop”
- “i love you i love you i love you—”
- to get him to stop, you surprise him with a kiss, but after pulling away…
- “wait i wasn’t ready, give me another one!!!”

Smut hoe is back? *temporarily*

Yall….

I’ve been working on this fic for like ever. and I never finished it.  And tonight  decided to. The *smutty* part isnt that good but whatever. I did it.

“Bottled up”

You x Jackson Wang (GOT7) 

Feat best friend Bam Bam (non-sexual friendship)

Rated M 

Smut

One Shot.

*Disclaimer*: If you dont like smut dont read it.  Just dont do it. 

“You didn’t have to pay for my flight! What the hell Bam!” You yelled on the phone with your best friend Bam Bam.  You had discovered a notification in your email that your round trip to Thailand was booked. Only you didn’t book anything yet.

“Just think of it as a late birthday present,” He said laughing.” “I can afford it love.”

“Yeah but you know I’ve been saving up to come to Thailand! I got the money silly.”

“Use it to go shopping!” He said, chuckling in the phone.  You hated when Bam Bam paid for you. Especially because you work.  Sure he was your best friend and an idol, but you didn’t want to use him for his money. Your eyes rolled. You wanted to make it up to him but had no idea how. The boy had everything. He was the fashion king so you couldn’t buy him a new outfit. He’s already ahead of the fashion game.

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pairing: lin manuel miranda x reader

word count: 7,500+

genre: angst (i said it was fluff. i lied.)

summary: lin is putting so much effort into hamilton and you feel like he’s not putting enough into your relationship.

a/n: hahaha, i’m back bitches. hope you enjoy this fic that i put too much time into and will probably still be crap the ending isn’t quite how i wanted it to be but oh well ill make edits tomorrow if i need to or if i feel like i should. hope all the arguments and feelings make sense. okay love u all. ok bye


Sunday. 10:59 pm.

It all started because Lin was late.

And he was never, ever late.

Well, that wasn’t completely accurate. When streets were crowded, or bars were rowdy, or he was just in one of his writing zones that he couldn’t be pulled out of no matter what, then, and only then, he was late. But tonight was a normal night - well, not normal, but a night when he should’ve showed up to your apartment hours sooner, because he hadn’t seen you since Thursday and you thought he would have missed you. And you were not only surprised, but disappointed. Underneath one of his sweatshirts was a new pair of fancy underwear you had been dying to test the waters with. (Lin was particular about underwear. There were some things he liked, some things he didn’t, and some things that only truly hypnotized him the next morning, when he was sleepy and lazy about the whole ordeal, but still entranced enough to try – and maybe that made it feel a bit more special.) Now they felt like you had struggled to pull them on for nothing.

Not that you were complaining, of course. With a partner as kind and as wonderful, and not mention as brilliant and as gifted, as Lin, of course he was going to have a busy schedule with a lot of different people to meet, greet and charm (which Lin was undeniably good at). You were thankful every day that he had so many things to do and so many ideas to act upon, and that wasn’t just drunkenly sitting in his apartment and twiddling his thumbs all day like your last boyfriend. And, not to mention, you loved to brag about him to your family and your friends back home. (And you weren’t sorry if they felt jealous, because yes, you and Lin had built an amazing life together, and most people should be envious of your undying love and rising success.)

Still, with the few hours you could manage to snag him for per week… you felt like maybe you deserved a little more than three hours less and a cold dinner, untouched and frankly now unappealing on your dining room table.

You saw your phone light up on the coffee table and leaned over to snatch it up in your trembling fingers. (You hadn’t even noticed you were shaking. How long had you been? And was it with anger or fear?) A text from Lin had popped up under the clock, which now read: 11:06 pm.

Four hours late.

Lin

On my way.

Ouch. Not even a ‘love you’? Not even any x’s and o’s? Not even an exclamation point?

That was a dead giveaway that something… was wrong.

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She's Not You [j.j.]

Jughead x reader in which she acts completely normal.

~~~

(Y/N) (L/N) liked Jughead Jones. That was a fact.

Jughead Jones liked Betty Cooper. That was also a fact.

Another (very) known fact was that Betty Cooper liked Archie Andrews, yet Archie liked Valerie Brown.

It was a huge mess and there was no way to fix it.

~~~

“Are you ever going to tell him you like him?”

(Y/N) looked up from her book to see Kevin Keller and Veronica Lodge slide into the booth she was sitting in. “No.”

“But why?” complained Veronica. She was the biggest (Y/N)/Jughead shipper there was.

“Because he likes Betty,” (Y/N) replied smoothly. “I’m not gonna waste my time.”

“Oh c’mon,” Kevin exclaimed. “That boy is taken with you, he just hasn’t realized it yet.”

“And he probably never will. I’m completely happy just being friends with him Keller, I’m not going to jeopardize that friendship because of my feelings.”

“Whatever (Y/N),” Veronica scoffed. “But he’s going to find out sooner or later.”

The trio of friends turned to the door when they heard the jingling of a bell, alerting the patrons in Pop’s that someone had entered. Jughead looked around the diner, his eyes settling on the (H/C) girl and making his way over.

“Hey guys,” he greeted. “What are we talking about?”

“Oh nothing,” Veronica said.

“Yeah, we were just leaving,” Kevin added as they both got up from their seats.  “Remember what we talked about (Y/N/N)!”

You simply nodded as you waved at them, too engrossed in your book to notice the looks they exchanged with each other.

“So, what were you talking about?” Jughead asked as he sat next to you.

(Y/N) looked up at him and gave him a smile, “Don’t worry about it.”

~~~

Jughead couldn’t help but worry. He was too curious for his own good, everybody knew that. He wanted to know what his best friend had been talking about with Veronica and Kevin before he had arrived, but she wasn’t telling.

He followed her around for the whole week, bugging and begging her to tell him. She’d always laugh and give him a ridiculous response.

“We were talking about how my cat got diabetes.”

“Veronica was telling me that Reggie is actually very gay for Chuck.”

“Kevin and Veronica were trying to convince me to go skinny dipping in the river with them.”

Jughead was pretty tired of her excuses.

~~~

Later that week, Jughead had managed to corner Veronica in the hallway and was pestering her trying to figure out the topic of the conversation Pop’s.

“Fine!” Veronica cried out in exasperation. Noticing that (Y/N) was rounding the corner and approaching them, the Lodge girl quickly came up with a plan. Pushing Jughead into an empty classroom next to them, she motioned for him to stay put. Curious, Jughead decided to listen to her and watched as (Y/N) was stopped by Veronica.

“So (Y/N), I assume you’re on your way to meet Jughead at Pop’s?” Veronica had a sly smile on her face.

“Of course not,” (Y/N) replied. “Why follow my daily schedule when I can be spontaneous.”

Noticing the heavy sarcasm in her tone, Veronica gave her an irritated look. “Well little Miss Sarcasm, sorry for asking.”

The (H/C) haired girl flashed a smile at Veronica, “Where else would I be going Ronnie?”

Jughead smiled at his best friends words. It was indeed a daily ritual to sit at Pop’s until closing time every day, just enjoying each others company as they drank some milkshakes.

“So have you thought about what we told you?”

Jughead was snapped out of his thoughts by Veronica’s question. ‘What is she talking about?’ he though to himself.

“Yeah, I have actually,” he heard (Y/N) reply. “I’m not doing it.”

“You have to,” Veronica said.

“No Ronnie, I am not telling my best friend that I like him!”

Jughead felt his breathing stop. (Y/N) liked him? His (Y/N)? He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice (Y/N) and Veronica walking away. He quickly gathered his thoughts and rushed off to Pop’s, determined to get some answers from his best friend.

~~~
“You’re late,” (Y/N) said, not looking up from her book as Jughead approached her booth.

“Yeah, I got caught up with some stuff for the Blue & Gold. Betty needed my help,” Jughead mentally cursed himself for his shitty excuse. (Y/N) simply looked up at him over her book, raising an eyebrow at him, before going back to her story.

Jughead didn’t know what to do. He wanted to ask her about what she had said to Veronica back at school but he couldn’t seem to find the words to speak.

“You alright there Juggie?” (Y/N) asked. “You seem very conflicted.”

“Do you like me?” Jughead blurted out. He mentally face palmed. ‘Way to be subtle’ he mentally reprimanded himself.

(Y/N)’s eyes widened briefly before going back to her book. “Dammit Ronnie,” she muttered under her breath.

“So it’s true?” Jughead asked nervously.

“Yeah,” (Y/N) replied nonchalantly, still reading.

“I’m sorry (Y/N). I really am, but I like Betty,” Jughead’s voice almost trailed off at the end as he braced himself for her reaction. He didn’t know what she’d do. He was expecting anger, sadness, a melancholic response. He got none of those.

“Ok,” the girl simply replied. Jughead’s head shot up.

“I’m sorry (Y/N/N), I truly am.”

(Y/N) finally looked up at him, setting her book down after she marked her page.

“Why?” she questioned. Jughead looked at her in confusion.

“Why are you sorry Juggie?” she said. “I knew you liked Betty. That’s why I didn’t say anything”

“Yeah but, it’s just that you like me, and I uh- I feel really bad and uh…” Jughead stumbled over his words, not knowing how to reply.

His best friend leaned back in her seat and chuckled. “Juggie. You have no reason to be sorry. We can’t control our feelings. I like you, you like Betty, that’s the way it is. We can’t change it.”

“Yeah, but I feel kind of shitty,” Jughead breathed.

“Don’t,” his best friend replied. “Just because you don’t like me back doesn’t mean we’re not friends Jug. You’re my best friend, and our friendship is more important than some stupid feelings.”

And with those words, Jughead felt reassured as they ordered their milkshakes, drinking the night away, knowing that their friendship wasn’t ruined.

~~~

“You have to come along guys!” Veronica exclaimed. “Last time it was only me, Josie, Kevin, and Reggie but we all need a stress reliever.”

It was a Friday, and Veronica was trying to get her friends to go clubbing with her. Reluctantly, and with a lot of encouragement, they all agreed. Even Jughead.

It was eight at night when they all stepped into the club. Veronica, fearless and confident, dragged Josie and Kevin off to dance,with Archie tagging along. (Y/N) chose to sit down for awhile and Jughead and Betty joined her. (Y/N) felt really out of place as Betty and Jughead struck up a conversation and she decided to wander around. Just as she got up, she bumped into Reggie (who she had forgotten was there to be honest) and stumbled. She felt hands wrap around her waist as she put her hands out to steady herself.

“Whoa there,” Reggie said, smirking. “Don’t go falling for me (Y/N)”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but groan and chuckle at his lame pick-up line. Her and Reggie had once been friends, best friends actually, up until high school. He had instantly become popular and she hadn’t. They had simply grown apart.

“I had honestly forgotten you had come,” the girl stated.

“You wound me (Y/N/N),” Reggie smiled, placing a hand upon his heart. “And here I was thinking that you loved me.”

“Yea yea, long time no see huh?” the girl replied.

“Yeah,” Reggie muttered awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I miss our friendship and I’m honestly sorry that we stopped talking.”

“Buy me a milkshake and you’ll be forgiven,” (Y/N) told him.

“Deal,” Reggie said. “Let’s go.”

“What? Now?”

“Yea, we have a lot of catching up to do.”

~~~

“Jug, why is (Y/N) leaving with Reggie?” Betty questioned.

Snapping his head to look for his best friend, Jughead immediately stood up and walked over to the pair that was making their way out of the club.

“(Y/N/N)!” Jughead called out. The pair stopped and turned around. “Where are you going?”

“Oh, Reggie here is gonna buy me milkshakes,” (Y/N) answered happily.

“Uh, I believe I said one  milkshake,” Reggie said in a teasing tone, bumping his shoulder against the girl’s.

“Uh, I believe I never said how many milkshakes you owe me,” (Y/N) shot back in an equally teasing tone. Jughead looked back and forth between them, an uneasy feeling creeping up on him.

“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled. “See you around I guess.”

(Y/N) frowned slightly at his response before being pulled away by Reggie, the smile reappearing on her face. Jughead made his way back to Betty.

~~~

“…and then we also have to start working on next week’s spread,” Betty said as Jughead glanced at the club’s entrance.

“And I also kissed Veronica at cheer tryouts,” Betty said, trying to get Jughead’s attention.

“Uh huh,” Jughead replied absentmindedly, still looking at the entrance.

“And I also found a unicorn and named it Sparkles. He’s currently in my attic.”

“Yeah, that sounds great Betty.”

“Jughead!” Betty shouted. He turned to her, nearly knocking over his drink.

“Go after her Juggie,” Betty said. “I know you’re worried.”

“It’s just…its Reggie,” Jughead started. “I don’t know why she left with him.”

“Well, they are friends,” Betty replied. “Go Jughead. We all know you like her. Go after her.”

Jughead looked at her in surprise. “You think I like her?”

“Jug,” she said. “I know you like her. We all do.”

“But I like you,” he mumbled, surprised when Betty giggled.

“That’s sweet Jug, really, but come on, you really don’t like her? She’s in love with you y’know. She always has been.”

“I know…” Jughead trailed off.

“Go talk to her,” Betty encouraged,

Jughead left the club.

~~~

As he approached Pop’s, Jughead couldn’t feel the small pang of jealously that he felt as he saw (Y/N) sitting at their usual booth with Reggie, as they both drank a milkshake. He watched as she tilted her head back, laughing as Reggie told her a story, gesticulating wildly with his hands.

He couldn’t help but think over Betty’s words. Yes, he always did think that (Y/N) was beautiful, and yes, he always did love receiving a hug from her. But that was normal with best friends…right?

But as he stood outside, watching (Y/N) sitting at their booth with Reggie Mantle, he couldn’t help but agree with Betty. He definitely felt something for his best friend. He always had, he had just ignored those feelings. He wouldn’t have left Betty if he didn’t feel something for (Y/N).

He watched as (Y/N)’s gaze traveled to the window, spotting him and instantly smiling at him. Reggie’s eyes followed soon after and he got up/ Jughead watched as he gave (Y/N) a quick hug and paid for their milkshakes before leaving the diner.

“Don’t fuck this up freak,” Reggie muttered as he passed Jughead. Reggie was right, Jughead couldn’t mess any of this up.

He made his way inside and took his usual seat next to (Y/n).

“What are you doing here Jug? You were having such a nice time at the club with Betty!” the (H/C) girl exclaimed.

Gathering up all the courage he had, Jughead quietly replied, “But she’s not you.”

(Y/N) froze before looking up at Jughead. “What?”

“She’s not you (Y/N),” Jughead continued, feeling confident. He had nothing to lose and he knew that she liked him back. “Betty’s great and all, but she’s not you. You’re the one that’s always been there for me. You helped me after my dad went off the rails and mom left with Jellybean. You were there to support me when I began my novel and you were there for me when the drive-in closed down. You offered me a place to stay when I had nothing. It’s always been you (Y/N),I just never thought that we could be anything more than friends.”

(Y/N) threw her head back and laughed. “Oh Juggie. Of course I’ve always been there for you. You’re my best friend. I love you.”

“Go out with me? Please,” Jughead awaited her reply.

Smiling up at him, (Y/N) replied, “This can be our first date Jug.”

Jughead smiled at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into him. And they spent their night there, like they usually did, just talking and sharing milkshakes. Only now, things had changed. They were happy, and it was quite obvious to anyone who saw them sitting together, exchanging shy kisses as the night dragged on.

“I love you too (Y/N/N).”

~~~

I really needed to write this and I’m sorry. Time Waster pt. 5 will be up by the weekend (I swear) and all requests will be done by the end of this week too (probably) sorry about the delays!! Science competitions are pretty brutal.

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We Fight, We Breakup, We Fuck, We Makeup- Derek Luh Smut

Request: Could I request an imagine with Derek where we’ve been together for 2 years and we get into a huge fight but we make up with something a bit smutty

Warnings: Cursing and I’ve never written smut before so this might be crappy 🙈😩

I was sitting at home scrolling through Instagram and checking out my Twitter mentions while watching Catfish simultaneously. I put my phone down for a couple seconds to channel surf when I hear a car pull into the driveway.

Derek’s home from the studio. Finally. Lately Derek has been going to the studio and coming back late, but I’ve always fallen asleep before he gets back. I hope there’s nothing I should be worried about.

My thoughts are soon stopped in place when I hear the keys jingle in the door it opens ever so slightly. He walks in and a gust of wind blows through the house. I’m suddenly slapped in the face by a strong scent of alcohol mixed with… weed.

Is he serious right now? We’ve talked about this shit, over and over and he thinks he can get away with it?! No. Not today. Before he sees me, I turn around and walk towards the staircase and sit on the fourth step, my feet resting on the third. Phone in hand, and ready to yell.

He closes the door behind him and stops in his tracks when he sees me sitting on the steps. “Hey baby. How are you,” Derek smiles. I look at him up and down and notice that his eyes are bloodshot red. He’s high right now.

When he notices that I don’t reply, he asks, “What’s wrong, baby?” Still ignoring his questions, I finally speak up. “Did you have fun at the ‘studio’, Derek?,” I ask putting air quotes around studio. “Um, yeah. I got a lot done today,“he lied straight through his teeth. His perfect white teeth that seemed to blind people whenever he smiled. Fuck, Y/N focus.

“Oh really, like what?,” I challenged. I wanted to catch him in his dirty ass lie. “Um, I published a song, wrote some more lyrics, and here I am.”

“Really, Derek? Because you were gone since 8 tonight and currently it’s 2 in the morning. You’re trying to tell me that it took you 6 hours to write a couple songs and publish one? Do you think I’m stupid Derek?,” I ranted standing up on the stairs from getting angry.

“Okay, I’m gonna need you to chill because you’re raising your voice.” Was I raising my voice? I didn’t even notice.

I stepped down that stairs and made my way over to Derek, bringing his clothes towards my nose. Just to show him that I knew he was lying. I look up at him and I see he has a worried expression on his face.

“Huh, smells a little familiar don’t you think? The perfect mix of alcohol and oh what’s that? Weed?,” I say with anger and irritation laced in my voice. “So Derek, is the studio your final answer because I caught you in a damn lie and right now I’m very aggravated.”

He stays silent.“That’s what I thought. You know what Derek, I am so fucking tired of you always lying to me! I’m over it,” I say raising my voice. Yeah, I noticed this time.

“Woah, what do you mean always lying to you? When have I ever lied to you, Y/N?,” Derek asked raising his voice to same level as I did.

“Hmm,” I pretended to think. “How about the fact that you told me you were going to the studio when in reality you went to the club, you promised you’d stop smoking but look at where we are right now and let’s not forget - -.” He cut me off,“OK hold up, who said I smoked weed. You’re always assuming shit, and it’s getting on my fucking nerves,” he yelled at the top of his weed filled lungs. He can’t fool me.

“Oh, I’m assuming shit? Derek, your eyes are bloodshot red, you smell like fucking weed. I’m so done with your shit,” I say walking up the stairs. I get into our shared bedroom, grab my Adidas duffel bag and start stuffing my shit in there.

I jump up in fear when I feel snake their way around my waist. As soon as my brain proceses that it’s Derek, I immediately shake him off of me considering I was still pissed at him. “C'mon babe it was one blunt,” Derek whined. “So you did lie, you’re a fucking, ugh,” I grunted being too angry to finish my sentence.

“Come on, Y/N, we’ve been together for 2 fucking years and you want to leave just because I smoked a blunt tonight,” Derek protested. “It’s not even that Derek,” I say turning around. “It’s the fact that you promised me you’d stop smoking and you went behind my back and still did it. You probably even smoked this whole week, but got away with it because I fell asleep before you got back. So you know what, yes I am leaving,” I say ever so calmly and turning back around to finish packing my stuff.

I’m almost done packing when I am pulled from behind and spun around. I feel pain in my back when I am slammed against the wall with two hands on each side of my body.

I am confused as to what’s going on when I hear Derek whisper,“ I guess now I have to fuck you to remind you how good I am when I’m high.” I almost moan at his words. He moves his lips down to my neck and starts kissing it roughly. I can tell there going to be hickies there in the morning.

Derek continues his actions until I moan. He whispers in my ear again,“Bounce.” I jump up and wrap my legs around Derek’s waist.

Let’s just say we had a lot of fun that night. Maybe I’ll let Derek keep smoking weed.

A/N: Thanks you guys so much for reading. This was requested by the lovely lady: almoststupendousparadise. I love you guys and I’ll talk to y'all soon ✌️🤘👋

One of Those Days  [ R.M ]

Pairing: Reggie Mantle x Reader

Request: Can I request a super fluffy Reggie x Reader? The reader had a shit day b her parents are overbearing and expect a lot from her and get mad bc she messed up and they yell at her. Also she’s been studying and swarmed with homework and she goes to Reggie bc she wants cuddles and she tells him about her day and he just listens then reassures her that she’s doing her best and that he’s proud of her and then he makes her take a break from of everything by napping/ cuddling with him

@rxggie-mxntle 

Word Count: 890

Warnings: Some fluff mostly

A/N: Ok I apologise for how much this sucks; I was basically dying when I wrote this. Anyways, I hope this is what was wanted!

“What’s been wrong with you lately?” Reggie blurts, fiddling with the strap of his bag on his shoulder. It was a usual thing for him to walk you home once the both of you have finished the day at school (of course, along with any extra curricular activities) ever since the two of you had started dating. Reggie would usually swing an arm over your shoulder or lazily conjoin your fingers with his but he kept to himself today. He noticed how tense you’ve been and he didn’t want to do anything that had the possibility of making you feel uncomfortable.

“What do you mean?” You mumble, not bothering to meet his questioning gaze. You knew exactly what he meant, but you just didn’t want to talk to him about it. Besides, you thought you were fine to deal with it alone.

“You’ve been acting weird lately. Like, distant,” Reggie explains, “or as if something’s bothering you.”

“I-uh, I don’t want to talk about it.” You mumble, your eyes falling to the gravel underneath your feet.

There was something that had been bothering you and as much as you wanted to deny it, you knew that Reggie wouldn’t buy any excuses. You’re parents had been on your back more than usual and had been expecting more and more from you. They had yelled at you last night and that had set you in a bad mood ever since. As well as having overbearing parents, you had been pretty sure you’d been drowning in homework and studies. You were more than just stressed out and you’re days have repeatedly been bad ones.

“Yeah, well,” Reggie rolls his eyes. “I want to hear about it.”

“Reggie, not now. I just want to rest.”

“You can rest at my place.” Reggie interlaces his fingers with yours, quickly pulling you in the direction of his house rather than yours. You don’t bother protest.

It barely takes you five minutes to arrive at his house. As soon as the two of you step through the door, Reggie grabs an armful of snacks from the kitchen before dragging you to his bedroom. You take a seat on his bed, placing your bag on the floor.

“It’s one of those days,” You say once Reggie has settled himself beside you, resting your head on his chest and flinging his arm around your shoulders. “Where I feel like I’ve achieved nothing at all. But like, for almost the past whole week. My parents are asking too much of me, Reggie, I can’t keep up.”

Reggie doesn’t say anything. He just nods, placing a small kiss on your forehead and caressing your shoulder with his thumb. You were thankful for his silence–it was an indication that he was listening and not just letting you speak at him rather than to him.

“Apparently, I’m not doing enough. Apparently, I need to try harder or I’m not doing anything correctly. And, damn it, I’ve been trying so hard but all they’re doing is reminding me that I’m just not enough.”

“Don’t listen to that, please. Try and shut it out because it’s not true. You’re so much more than just ‘enough’, you hear me? Don’t you ever doubt that.” Reggie frowns, his gaze becoming more intense as he waits for you to carry on. He knew that you needed to let it out sooner or later.

“Try as I might, I can’t keep my mind off of my worries,” You mumble, taking his free hand in between your own. You fiddle with his fingers, lacing and detangling them between your own. It was a comforting action for the both of you. “And last night, my mom and dad yelled at me because my grades weren’t as they would have liked. I tried my best but they don’t care. Honestly, Reggie, I feel like I’m a disappointment to them.”

“Think ‘bout it this way, being a disappointment is better than you think. No one else will have any high standards of you. So, when you do something cool, everyone is amazed,” Reggie smirks. He shakes his head, flashing you a small smile. “Okay, but seriously, babe. You’re not a disappointment to anyone and you never will be.”

“I just–I want to run away. I don’t want to deal with any of this. Even though I know that these bad days will pass by soon enough and I’ll have good days again.”

“Run away?” Reggie watches you fiddle with his fingers, his head leaning on yours, which still rested against his chest. He chuckles, knowing that you didn’t really mean it. You could feel the vibrations of his chest against your ear. “Do you really think that is the right way to go about things?”

“It was too much for me to handle, but I think it’ll be alright.”

“Hm,” Reggie hums, running his fingers lightly through your hair as he nods. He pecks your cheeks, noticing your eyelid begin to droop. Neither of you realised just how tired you were up until now. “Go to sleep, sweetheart. You’re tired.”

You fall asleep with your arms and legs tangled between Reggie’s. A small smile lingers on your lips, even in your sleep and Reggie’s fingers in your hair lull you into one of the most peaceful sleeps you’ve had in quite some time.

thief

you’ve been wearing a lot of dean’s clothes lately.

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warnings: suggestive content. i kept this pretty sfw though.

additional notes: ok i wrote another dean fic cuz i love him so much. female reader in this one, although tbh it’s pretty ambiguous. let me know if you want to read more dean/reader or sam/reader, cuz i would love to hear your guys’ ideas :)

Originally posted by soluscheese

Dean didn’t think much of it at first. In fact, when he woke up Saturday morning and found you cooking breakfast in one of his button-down shirts, he found himself smiling. The day before, he had seen you wearing a pair of his drawstring pants while you researched in the library, and earlier that week he’d seen you napping on the couch in one of Sam’s sweatshirts. He figured you were just a clothing thief, or that his and Sam’s clothes were just particularly comfortable for you.

Then he noticed that it was usually just his clothes you were stealing. You would wear Dean’s T-shirts, Dean’s flannel, Dean’s jacket. One day, when it was your turn to fold laundry, he’d stopped by the laundry room to bring you a sandwich, and he’d caught you holding one of his shirts to your face, sniffing it deeply. You hadn’t even acted flustered about it, just boasted about how the fabric softener you were using was magical.

Even though you were nonchalant, Dean was still suspicious. And a little smug. You’d been living at the bunker for a few years now, had known the Winchesters for even longer and stuck around since teaming up with them to stop the apocalypse seven years prior. Dean had appreciated you from the start; you were feisty, an excellent shot, and fun to be around, always full of snark and well-timed derision. Your sass put Sam’s to shame, and Dean found himself worrying about keeping up with you, rather the other way around. Most of all he liked how you genuinely cared for them both, providing the much-needed companionship and loyalty they’d been deprived of for far too long.

So with your fiery personality and looks to match, it didn’t take long for Dean to fall for you, and he mentally kicked himself in the head every day for it. It didn’t help that, judging by the way you always found a reason to touch or cuddle up close to him, his feelings might be reciprocated. There was no room for relationships in the hunting business—not from what he’d previously seen, anyway—but even Sam saw how much Dean cared for you and you for him. The younger Winchester had taken up the role of love guru and was currently encouraging him to take the next step, make it official. Dean liked the idea of having that with you, but he’d held off, too scared of getting too close and losing you, just like everyone else. Now, he was worried that you might have lost interest over time, or that Sam was going to come to his senses, realize your appeal, and make a move before Dean could. Maybe that was why Dean felt mildly stung whenever it was Sam’s shirt you decided to wear, and why Dean felt a swell of pride whenever you did choose to steal Dean’s clothes instead. It was like each time you wore his clothes on your back, you were unofficially proclaiming that he was yours, and you were his.

So Dean made the decision to ask you about it, to at least figure out why you had started pilfering only his clothes. He went down to the kitchen Monday night and found you crouching on the floor, rummaging through the lower shelves of the fridge. You were wearing his navy Henley over flannel pajama pants, and there was that smug swell of pride again. He grinned, crossing his arms and (selfishly) watching you for a few moments, definitely not checking out the way your ass looked in those pants or the strip of bare skin just above your waistband where his Henley had ridden up.

“Any luck down there?” he asked.

You cast a glance over your shoulder at him and smiled before returning to your task. “Just looking for the peanut butter, s’all. I feel like we should start organizing this better. I keep losing my spreads.”

“Maybe we can get you your own little spread section.” Dean watched you tug the shirt down your back, effectively covering you. Damn.

“Would be nice, but I don’t think I deserve a whole section to myself,” you replied. “A-ha!” you crowed with delight, reaching far into the fridge and procuring the peanut butter jar. “God bless.” You straightened to your full height and shut the door, cradling the jar to your chest. “Want some?” you called over your shoulder, moving to the counter where you had laid out some toasted bread and sliced bananas.

Dean couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose as he stepped over to you and leaned against the fridge to watch you prepare your meal. “When have I ever eaten fruit?” You opened your mouth to protest and he cut you off, “When it’s not filling a warm crust.”

You clamped your mouth shut. “You got me there. I think you’d like this, though.”

“I’ll have a bite of yours, then,” Dean relented. You smiled, and he stood up straight, moving closer to you. “You know, sweetheart, I’ve noticed you’ve been a bit of a thief lately.”

“Oh, yeah? And what have I stolen now?”

Dean was so close his hip was almost brushing yours. He braced one hand on the counter as he watched you. “My clothes. Sam’s, too, but mostly mine. You wanna tell me why that is?” He was playing it cool, but truth be told, when you paused in your meal preparation and turned to face him, he was starting to lose his confidence.

Your smile had vanished. You were worrying your bottom lip between your teeth, and Dean didn’t miss the way your eyes traversed his frame, lingering at his neckline, his jaw, and finally his face. “Does it bother you?” you asked with legitimate concern in your eyes. He watched that concern morph into something warm and oozy, like molten flame. He was starting to burn up just looking at you. “I’ll stop if it does, but your clothes are real comfy, Dean. And they smell good, too.”

Dean swallowed hard. You were challenging him, daring him to make the first move. Fuck it. He reached out to your side and grasped the Henley where it fell against your waist, pinching the material and rubbing it between his fingers. The corner of your mouth twitched with the beginnings of a smirk. “Oh, I’m not mad. Not mad at all,” he replied. He stepped closer to you, so close he could detect the crisp apple scent of your conditioner, could see his own face reflecting in your eyes. He slid his hand down to your hip and your own hand traveled up his arm to grasp his bicep. “I mean, if you look so good in my clothes”—he licked his lips, shamelessly appraising you from head to toe—“I could just imagine how you’d look out of them.”

Dean felt you tremble under his touch, and you pressed closer against him, his hand moving to lie flat along the small of your back. You craned your neck forward, and your lips skimmed his ear as you spoke, “Why don’t we go up to my room and find out?”

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Derek x Reader

Warnings: talks about sex, jealous Derek, first time, sex, smut

Requested By Anon


Derek glanced up when you shuffled into his loft, he was surprised to see you’d come alone, normally if he so much as looked at you he’d have you caving into a giddy blushing mess. He knew exactly why you acted that way, the scent of it clung to you, driving the wolves insane but they resisted you.

You didn’t mean to have the deliciously obsessive scent and no one wanted to be the first one to point it out. He watched as you stopped in the middle of his living room and glanced at the door as if you were having second thoughts about being there.

 

“You alright?” He asked finally and you jumped when he stepped into the dim light.

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Got7′s reaction to coming home and finding their S/O in little to no clothing *smuttish*

Jackson: He would walk into your apartment, and find you sprawled out on your bed napping. He noticed the thin two piece set you were wearing, and if he looked a little closer he could see your nipple piercings poking through. You have never really worn anything like it before around him. So he decided to join you on the bed, pulling you closer. “Ah your such a tease Y/n, I’ve never seen anything more perfect.” Since he’s tired from dance practice, he would place a gentle kiss upon your lips then resume cuddling until he falls asleep.

Bambam: Since practice ended earlier than expected he rushed home, and the first thing he wanted to do was take a nice hot bath. He needed to relax all of the built up tension in his muscles. When he reached the apartment he ran straight for the bathroom, and when he entered he was greeted by the most beautiful site he’s ever seen.You were relaxing in the tub wearing nothing but a tiara, and drinking champagne casually. He stopped in his tracks, and just stared at you admiring how perfect you were. That made you giggle. “Babe are you just gonna stand there? Or are you going join me?” You asked teasingly, he smirked. “So this is what my princess does when I’m not around eh? Well then I’ll start coming home more early.”

Yugyeom: After the fan meeting got canceled early, he decided it would be best to come home to you early. Lately his schedule has been so hectic that you guys haven’t spent any quality time together. On the way he stopped by the local florist and picked up your favorite flowers just because. When he entered the apartment he noticed you from across the room. You were sitting in front of the window with a book in hand and gazing out of the window. You looked like a glowing goddess glistening in the sun. It shined onto your melanin, giving you this radiant glow, and it was stunning sight to witness. He considered not bothering you because you looked so serene without his presence. You feel a stare so you looked over to see him standing there with a bouquet. “Hey baby, what are those for?” You shifted now facing him, he walked over. “Y/n I know how lonely it must be for you since the comeback, and we haven’t really had any time to spend quality time together but starting today that changes ok? From now on it’s all about you and I.”

Mark: He had just got back from the jungle, but he arrived a day earlier than planned. So naturally he decides that he wants to surprise you, because during the trip you didn’t really communicate because of the time difference and schedule differences. Also you and mark have a very healthy sex life, so when you separate for more than 3 days there are needs that still haven’t been met. As soon as mark lands he makes his way to the apartment, and when he get there he tries to be as quiet as possible. He tiptoed into your room to find you laying on the bed facing the opposite way from him which was perfect. He noticed that you were laying in nothing else but a very revealing body suit, while scrolling through his instagram. It’s almost like you were waiting for him to take you right there. So he didn’t waste anymore time, he sat down behind you then he started kissing down your neck startling you. You jumped a little and you were shocked “I’m sorry baby I just couldn’t resist.” He said while caressing your butt, and then he bit his lip.

Jaebum: He has had a long long day, and he needs his stress reliever you. Usually when he is stressed just having a conversation with you would fix everything, but other times all he needed was to release the stress with sex. Today he wanted the second option more than anything so he rushed home, and when he entered he noticed you right away. You were sitting Indian style on the couch, watching TV in nothing but a short hoodie that shows a lot of under boob and panties. You looked simply stunning to him and he has never seen you this exposed before, and all he wanted to do in that moment was ravish your body. He started walking towards you, making you glance over, but you noticed the look he gave you and it caught your attention. You know that look, and whenever he looked at you like that it would turn you on instantly. That’s the look that starts it all, and you lived for it so you decided to play with his dominance. “Well.. what are you waiting for daddy?” you smirked up at him. He chuckled darkly “Oh, I don’t think you wanna test me right now darling.”

Youngjae: After hanging out with his brother for awhile, he decided to head home to spend the rest of his day with you the love of his life. When he arrives he is immediately greeted with the smell of paint. Which wasn’t unusual painting was one of your many hobbies. He walked into the living area to find you sitting on the floor examining a giant canvas. He noticed that you were wearing one of his shirts which was over-sized on you. He also noticed from the waist down you were bare, which was unusual for him because you have always been insecure about your legs and thighs so you would never show them. He smiled proudly because you finally listened to him, he has always encouraged you to show them off because they are  perfect to him. “I’m admiring my art admiring her art.” He said giggling silently so he wouldn’t distract the artist at work.

Jinyoung: It’s 2 am and he still hasn’t made it home yet, lately you’ve been sleeping so much you would miss him coming in at night and waking up to him in the morning. So tonight you drank some caffeine to prolong your energy long enough to see your fiance. Sadly you started to doze off but luckily Jinyoung was only seconds away from entering your home. He is dead tired and all he wants to do is flop on to bed and cuddle you all night and morning long. He entered the apartment to find you half asleep on the couch, this sight warmed his heart but at the same time he felt bad about you trying to stay awake just to see him. He walked over quietly to not wake you, and then he slowly began to pick you up in bridal style. When you feel this happening you open your eyes to see your handsome fiance, you opened your mouth to speak but he shushed you. “I really appreciate you trying to stay up for me Y/n but I have the rest of the week off so there was really no need.Now let’s get you to bed” He placed a soft kiss upon your lips.

Hot For Teacher [Rick Grimes x Reader]

Character: Rick Grimes

Word Count: 4,022

Prompt/Summary: High School/University AU 

Warnings: Smut, Language, Dirty Talk, Taboo Relationship, Unprotected Sex

Note: I’m baaacccckkkk! Sorry, it took me so long to start writing again, this pesky thing called real life kept getting in the way. Anyway, here is some STRAIGHT UP FILTH for @such-a-common-girl ‘s 1K Writing Challenge. Congrats Ana! No one deserves 1K more than you, girl! Enjoy!

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Pregnant part 2 | Zach Dempsey

Read part 1 here 👉🏽https://issafandom.tumblr.com/post/160276487170/pregnant-zach-dempsey

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The past few months had been draining for you. Between juggling school, pregnancy and hiding it all from your friends and family. You just felt like you had the weight of the world on your shoulders.

Although, some of the weight would soon be lifted. You and Zach had decided to tell your family today, together. You had invited Zach’s mum (Karen) and sister (May) over for dinner, not expecting them to be over the moon and throw you a parade, but, just supportive.

“You are so lucky I love you” Zach teased as he held your hair up and rubbed your back whilst you threw up into the toilet.

“Urm- don’t act like I’ve never done this for you before” you clapped back, flushing the toilet and standing to your feet. You walked over to the sink and began to brush your teeth. Zach stood behind you, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

“When?” He inquired

“Bryce’s house and about 2 wine coolers later” you told him “You know you can’t handle your liquor”

”..yeah” Zach snapped, sounding a little irritated “ but that’s because they we’re strawberry”

“Light weight” you sang as you entered your bedroom, him right behind you. Zach had gotten a little clingy since you told him you we’re pregnant, you tried not to pay attention to it, maybe it was just a protective thing. You sat on your bed and unplugged your phone from your charger and began scrolling though Instagram.

Your stomached churned a little so you sat up as you bought you would have to suddenly dash to the bathroom again. The feeling soon passed. False alarm. “I don’t get it” you randomly announce

“Don’t get what?”

I mean, why do they call it morning sickness if it’s all day, every-fucking- day?” You asked, your eyes still glued to the screen of your phone.

“I don’t know babe…Maybe one of these could explain it to you” You looked up and noticed Zach holding a bunch of books in his hands.

“Here” he chucked one to you. The tile read ‘What to expect when your expecting’

“Holy shit babe, you know how much I love to read” you said sarcastically

"Ha. Ha. Ha” Zach fake chucked as he sat besides you. “Look, I know it’s early days but we need all the help we can get”

“I know” you winged, resting your head on his chest, “It just seems like one more book I need to cram into my head?”

"You’ll like it” he assured you “it has pictures and a little colouring in section at the back..”

You giggled as you hit him on his arm playfully “thank you, I love you”

"I love you more” Zach declared You both lingered in each others eyes for a while, prompting Zach to make the first move. He caressed your cheek and pulled you into his lips. He was very dominating, gently forcing you onto your back and before you knew it his body was hovering over yours. Zach’s hands began to roam up and down your leg, gently squeezing your ass as he continued to kiss you.

“Zach?” You murmured, still attached to his lips.

"What?”

You gently pushed him away, causing him to bite down on your bottom lip as you did so.

"You need to slow down, that’s how we ended up in this situation, Remember?”

He grunted “Fine. Whatever” ….

Zach’s mum and sister had arrived a little earlier than expected and offered to help set out the table. You sat in the living room with May, letting her braid your hair as you watched TV. When the table was set you all came together and sat around it. And It was nice to see everyone talking and getting along and acting as a family. Zach then tugged on your arm, snapping you out of your trance to give him your undivided attention.

“Maybe- Maybe we shouldn’t tell them today” Zach whispered to you

"Are you pussy'ing out Zach Dempsey?” You teased

“Im not. It’s just. My mums not in a good mood”

You looked across the table and over to Karen. She had a huge smile plastered across her face and engaging in a convocation with your parents.

“I can tell” he added

You shrugged “she seems happy”

“Don’t be fooled” Zach muttered “She always does. She’s good at that”

"Zach” you warned “Man up, cos we’re telling them. To-day”

He sunk lower in his seat and began to tap his left foot (nervous habit).

"What are you two whispering about?” you mum asks, catching you both off guard.

“Nothing important” you tell her, causing her to just smile blankly at you. An awkward silence fell over the table as everyone began to tuck in again. Maybe this was the perfect opportunity to get it off your chest.

You sat upright “Actually..I, well Zach and I wanted to tell you guys something”

Your mum looked to your dad with concern, then back to you “What is it?”

"I’m pregnant” -was what you said, in your head. With both your parents staring at you, you just couldn’t seem to get the words out. You gently kicked Zach’s ankle as a cry for help.

Zach cleared his throat and everyone’s eyes landed on him “W-well..umm” he stuttered

“Just get to the point already” May huffed

“Well..” Zach begun “Im pregnant, I-I mean, she’s pregnant”

"We’re having a baby” you chimed in, smiling awkwardly.

Everyone around the table went silent.

"That’s not funny guys” Karen said, topping up her glass with some wine.

You and Zach looked to each other then back to them “We wasn’t joking”

"Come on Y/N” your mum scoffed before biting down on a piece of celery “You think I wouldn’t know if you we’re pregnant?” She asked “helloo? I made you ok, I know everything about you”

“Actually, I would be the first to know cos Zach tells me everything” May said proudly as she folded her arms across her chest. You began to feel anxious “…Well no..We didn’t say anything cos we didn’t know how you guys would react”

"But you don’t seem to be reacting at all” you tell them.

“Yeah cos we know it’s just a prank” Then your mum suddenly shot up and begin to adjust her hair as her eyes shifted around the room “Is this going on YouTube?”

"Y/N” your dad called so you turned to face him “How far along are you?” He asked, a serous tone in his voice

You couldn’t believe your dad of all people was the only one taking it seriously.

"I’m about..” you counted along on your fingers “6 weeks”

Karen clapped her hands in excitement “Is he in on the prank?”

"There is no prank mum(!)"Zach stressed- his voice raised a little

"And you waited this long to tell us?” Your dad continued to inquire “As I said, we wasn’t sure how you guys would take it” you told him “I’m sorry dad”

Your dad just nodded, understandingly.

“No. There’s no fucking way our pregnant y/n” Your mum spat as she rose to her feet with an awkward smile on her face.

"And there it is” Zach mumbled under his breath.

“I mean, We’ve told you all there is to know about safe sex and contraception and birth control..” she ranted, looking to your dad for support.

"It just happened” you admitted before lowering your head in shame

“How? Did you poke a hole in the condoms or something?” Karen questioned

"Mum what the fuck?” Zach snapped

Offended, you let out a short breath “Why the hell would I do that?”

"I dunnoe” You watched as she took a huge gulp of wine “You had to trap him in your clutches somehow” she mumbled into the bottom of the glass.

“Excuse me?” Your mum questioned “Why would she want to ‘Trap’ someone like him when she can do so much better?”

"Mum” you warned

“Better?!” Karen yelled “Your daughter’s the one spreading her legs, didn’t you teach her any self respect?”

"Mum!” both Zach and May warned

“I didn’t raise y/n like that, your son probably pressured her into having sex with him” Your mum hissed

They continued to go back and forth for a while. Both these women blaming each other for raising their children wrong. Your dad and May kept quiet as Zach tried to intervene.

“Oh my god, SHUT UP!” You yelled now on the edge of your seat, immediately causing the women to stop “For fuck sake, can’t you guys hear the bullshit your saying to each other right now?!”

Karen and your mother slowly sat back down on their seats. Zach grabbed your shoulder to comfort you.

“Look ladies” Zach begun “We know this is a shitty situation and neither of us expected it to happen, but it is what it is, you just gonna have to deal with it”

"Zach, How are we suppose to deal with something like this?” Karen asks “Our babies are having a baby. That’s a huge fucking deal”

“Yeah, We know. That’s why we need you guys to support us” you say “So..will you?”

You waited a while for someone to answer.

“To be honest y/n..” your mum eventually replied “I am very disappointed”

Your heart sank a little. Hearing your mum say you was disappointed in you had hurt you a lot.

“I don’t want you to get upset but I just- I guess I just had a different plan for you in my head” She honestly admitted “But no matter what, I will always support you”

She picked up the wine bottle and wavered it about “I’m just gonna need a minute to get used to it, that’s all”

you threw her a short smile and she returned one.

"Have anything to say to me?” Zach questioned his mother, everyone’s attention turned to Karen.

“..It’s getting late” Karen announced as she begun to gather her things. Zach shook his head in disbelief “Come May, we’ll meet Zach at home” You felt for Zach and rubbed your thumb over his clenched fists.

"Why don’t we clear these plates?” Your dad suggested to your mum and they the soon exited the room. Zach waited for the door to slam shut before talking.

“Typical”

Originally posted by ithereckless

Okay, so I haven’t been able to get this post by @voltron-messenger out of my head for the past few days, so to get out of my writing slump, I wrote my own adaptation of it…

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Holidays at Hogwarts

Originally posted by ministryofmagiclondon

(Draco x reader)

Imagine: Draco finding out that you’re staying at Hogwarts during the Christmas holidays, so he decides to join you…


An almost relaxed atmosphere fell upon the school, much needed after such a long term, as the students reminisced over the last night’s banquet and chatted eagerly regarding upcoming plans. 

The school was filled with students bustling about, all in a hurry to get home to their families. Even the teachers were grateful for a holiday after the recent events.

As the snow fell outside covering the grounds with white, one lonely Gryffindor girl sat in the Great Hall watching Professor Flitwick enchanting the decorations to hang themselves on the Christmas tree.

“Bye Y/N! Have a Merry Christmas, okay?” called Fred, causing me to turn my head away from the floating baubles.

“And find a way to annoy Snape for us, will ya?” added George as he ran out into the snow after his brother.

I smiled and then laughed. These two always knew how to make me smile. They had even given me tips on how to annoy Professor Snape, who was always around the castle during the holidays.

Not long after, the trio came by, saying their goodbyes and wishing me a Merry Christmas. After a quick chat, with them reassuring that they’d write to me and a final group hug, I watched them depart, out into the snow just as Fred and George has just done not long ago.

I sat back down at the wooden table. It was just going to be me, myself and I for the holidays. 

My parents had decided that it would be best for me to stay at school for the holidays, because things weren’t going so well at home. At first I was quite disappointed, but in the past week I’ve had just enough time to brainstorm ways to pass time.

For starters, I could go to the library, I could search for the Room of Requirement that the twins had told me so much about, I could chase down Professor Snape knowing that he couldn’t deduct house points as school hadn’t started.

I let my mind wander until I was interrupted by an abrupt shout from behind me.

“Y/L/N!” 

I turned around to find Draco coming up to me, pulling a brown luggage with a bag slung over his shoulder. I sighed. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him, but the trio definitely did not approve of him constantly turning up wherever I was.

“Hi Draco,” I said slowly, as he climbed into the bench opposite me.

‘Happy Christmas, Y/N,” he said, overly cheerful.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned him.

“Well, I was about to get on the train, but then I found out that you would be staying here over the holidays, and since there’s basically no one else here for weeks, I decided I should join you.”

“You’re not going home?”

“No, I’m not.”

“And it’s too late for you to go back home now, since the train’s left?”

“Yes, of course, so you have officially become the luckiest witch in the school, because we’re spending the holidays together.”

I frowned. “That’s not…”

“And you don’t need to worry about my parents, Miss Y/L/N, they’ll understand. Now you get to spend time with me without Potter being around” he grimaced upon pronouncing my best friend’s name, to which I had to laugh.

Even though Hermione, Ron and especially Harry were completely against me being friends, if we even were, with Draco, there was nothing I could do to stop myself from laughing sometimes. He could be such a drama queen.

Although Draco wasn’t exactly the best company in the world, at least some company is better than none, I guess.

“Hang on, Draco,” I said slowly, “You couldn’t possibly be jealous of Mr. Potter, could you?” I said with a smirk.

“What? No!”

I raised an eyebrow at him.

“No, of course not, Potter has got nothing on me,” he added arrogantly with a hint of agitation.

I laughed, got up and walked around to his side of the table.

“Well, I have a lot of things to do these holidays, so, let’s get started.”

It took him a moment to process my sentence, but then he replied, “Right, ok, just let me go and unpack and then we can do whatever you like, babe.”

“Ok wait, if we’re going to be hanging out, we need rules. And rule number one, do not call me babe.” I said as he got up and placed a hand on his luggage.

“No can do,” he smirked. “Now stay here and I will be back in five minutes, babe.”

I rolled my eyes at his retreating figure and sat back down. For some inexplicable reason I was actually quite glad that he would be staying with me, though I wasn’t going to let him know that.

In a few short moments, the blonde Slytherin ran back into the Hall with a small package in his hand. 

“Open it,” he said, dropping it onto the table.

“Is this for me?”

“Just open it.”

I looked up at him once more, before carefully opening the wrapping to find a beautiful necklace with a single diamond rose. 

“Draco, I… I don’t know what to say,” I stuttered, looking back at him.

He had the usual smug little smirk on his face, but this time, I didn’t feel the urge to want to wipe it off his face.

“Here, I’ll put it on for you,”

“You really shouldn’t have, Draco.”

“No, no, I wanted to, Y/N.”

“Now you can think of me, even when I’m not around and you’re forced to look at Potter all day.” 

I laughed and allowed him to put the necklace around my neck. 

“Merry Christmas, Y/N,”

“Thank you, Draco. Merry Christmas. I think we’re going to have a lot of fun here at the castle.”

Relief | Pt.01

This is a request submitted forever ago. Sorry, it took me so long to write it. The anon requested an ‘angst scenario where the reader was afraid of love and relationships.’  This is part one of two.

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Warnings/Genre: Smut, Angst

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 6k

Pt.01 Pt.02

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Yoongi’s POV

Yoongi’s favorite part of the day was the end of the day. When he could finally come home and sleep. Today had been especially annoying, and he was more than happy it was over. He was already stripping off his uncomfortable clothes and getting into sweats and a tee.

He was about to throw himself onto his bed to sleep, but he couldn’t ignore the grumbling noises that came from his stomach. Hesitantly he grabbed his phone ready to order something. Out of habit, he left his room languidly making his way to Jin’s room. Yoongi always out of politeness would ask his older roommate if he wanted anything to eat if he was ordering something.

Without even thinking Yoongi twisted the doorknob to Jin’s room, pushing it open to reveal you. You were half naked, bending over to retrieve your bra off the floor. When you noticed Yoongi’s presence, you quickly stood up straight. You cocked your head to the side and smiled at him.

Yoongi stood there frozen. He had expected you to automatically cover yourself and scream. Like most girls would if they were walked in on getting changed. Yoongi was caught off by your behavior, and how you stood there on full display for him. He should’ve closed his eyes right away and backed out of the room. But you were too tempting. 

He couldn’t help it when his eyes wandered down to your chest. Yoongi could feel his cock twitch at the sight. The swell of your breast adorned with purplish pink marks, a few that seemed to maybe be bite marks as well.

Yoongi was quickly brought out of his trance when Jin yelled out for you from the bathroom. All he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and back out of the room. Heat grew on his face and the tops of Yoongi’s ears started to turn bright red. He was beyond embarrassed at what had just happened. It was one thing to walk in on you like that, but another that he stood there so shamelessly gawking at your body.

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