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NCT As Boyfriends

Anon requested:  Hi I hope this isn’t too much to ask for but can you guys do nct as your boyfriend? Thank you!

Genre: Fluff & SMut

Author: admin Karma

A/N: Hey, i’m sorry you had to wait so long
These are all members besided the minors and Lucas & Jungwoo since I don’t know much about them yet……… Also since it’s 10 members this is a long one….

Reminder! This is completely how I see them as boyfriends and it’s probably very inaccurate as I am not that good at reading people but i’ll do my best!! (this is for all genders) and since this is a smut acc, I will add some 16+ content to it ;)

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BTS Reaction to Your Drunken Confession

Incognito; bts reaction to your drunken confession (possibly actually sticking with ur confession the night after???)

Note: UGH, I posted this very late last night & it made my phone glitchy. Lets hope it works this time. *cries*

*credit to gif owners*

Jin ➳ A week had passed since you had drunkenly confessed to Seokjin, and the man had a distinct feeling that you were too drunk to notice who he was at the time; blatantly telling your feelings to the wrong person but boy, was he proven wrong.

He was admiring you from afar, taking in everything that is you when you spoke up. “I do love you, you know.” You whispered under your breath and the man blinked, wondering if he had heard you correctly since you two were walking down the busy streets. You then looked up to him with a smirk, your cheeks completely flushed and he couldn’t help but laugh at your shy expression. You were indeed cute.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Suga ➳ He remembered the smell of alcohol roaming around your body, he remembered the way he carried you on his back to your home because you were way too drunk to walk, and what he would definitely remember for a fact..

Is your confession.

It was the day after when Yoongi wondered if what you told him was true, and when his eyes locked onto yours from inside the studio, you looking away with flushed cheeks — he smiled so big and wanted to do nothing more than to scream to the whole world that your feelings were reciprocated.

Originally posted by yoonseokismyreligion

J-Hope ➳ The bar was filled with bustling humans, and Hoseok tried his best to rip you away from the stool where multiple empty glasses laid before you. “You’re supposed to be m-my hope, my angel~!” You slurred, gripping to the edge of the table while the man had his arms encircled around your waist — ready to pull hard. You’ve been saying those words all night and he had no clue why, but still, he found your drunken self cute.

He finally yanked you off the stool, throwing you over his shoulder as you whined in distaste. It was when he stepped out of the bar and into the cool night, when you mumbled “I love you, Hoseok.” He froze, hearing your breathing steady as you fell asleep and he wanted to laugh into the night in glee; hoping to anything you would tell him again when you were sober.

Originally posted by jjks

RapMonster ➳ He had found you drunk at his friend’s party, finding you falling asleep on Taehyung’s side when he decided you had enough fun. He helped you up, guiding you out the home with his arm around your shoulder when you mumbled something incoherent. He was confused at first, his eyebrows furrowing and knowing you would never say those three words to him at all, but he was proven otherwise when he slid you into the passenger seat of his car before he got in himself.

“I love you, Nam..joon.” You mumbled, eyes closed as you breathed deeply. His heart fluttered as he stared towards your toxic form when a smile began to play along your lips. “So, so much.”

Originally posted by chimneytaels

Jimin ➳ He had his arm around your waist when he was helping you off the pier, you having drank too much in the restaurant and becoming hazy in seconds. You were quiet the whole time as he dragged you off the wooden tiles and onto the sand before you decided to confess, which caught him off guard. “You’re kidding,” he laughed nervously, “you’re just drunk-”

He lost his footing, falling into the sand and taking you with him as you landed on top of him. He expected you to scream or puke, anything, but what you did instead was hum in delight as you lay on his chest. “Let’s stay like this forever.”

He flushed scarlet, staring at the stars when his heart began to beat faster as his arms wrapped around your small form. “..okay.”

Originally posted by k-pop-crazy

V ➳ It was too good to be true, you confessing to him in the midst of your intoxication. He was afraid of getting hurt, afraid of holding onto those drunken words that he didn’t even realize it himself when he was stalking towards your way in the studio. You both were alone, and when you looked to him with a smile, the words, “do you really love me?” slipped past his lips before it could register in his brain.

“Yes.” You stated with confidence before your skin tinted into an infuriating red color, quickly making yourself look stupid as you began to dance the uneasiness away. “I mean, no, and-”

Taehyung could only laugh at your nervous state, suddenly feeling a rush of happiness go through him.

Originally posted by eatjin

Jungkook ➳ You were both sitting on the grass in the backyard, trying to escape the crazy get-together that was happening inside the house with the guys. You were way too drunk, eyes closed as your head laid against Jungkook’s chest while he stared at the stars when your delusional self bravely told him you loved him. He blinked, “you what?”

“I love you,” you said a little annoyed at having to repeat yourself. He suddenly became shy, his whole body turning fifty shades of red at your confession. “I always have, and I always w-will..” It was quiet then, and he was trying his best not to ruin your sleep, that was, until you let out an obnoxious sneeze. He tried desperately to hold back a smile.

Originally posted by ulookfreshlikesalad


The One Who Makes Me Laugh (Jerome Valeska x reader) Smut

Jerome sees another guy make you laugh, which cause him to show you who you belong to.

Warning: Pretty heavy smut, dom!Jerome, sub!reader, and some cursing. Also kinda shy reader. Hope you enjoy:)

Originally posted by smooshywrites

Jerome had been watching you and some guy talking and laughing at the bar. Jerome was much more than mad and jealous. It took him weeks for you to open up to him and laugh at some of his jokes. This guy took 5 minutes. Sure you looked kind of uncomfortable but you were still laughing at his jokes non the less. Then he heard it your laugh. It wasn’t your usual small and quiet giggles, it was a loud laugh. You only made that laugh for him, no one else deserved to receive that laugh except him. You noticed Jerome looking at you, so you sent him a small wave. He just smirked back at you, while you excused yourself from the conversation with the guy  and went up to him.

“Hey Jerome.” You exclaimed

“Hey y/n,” he protectively rapped a arm around your waist, and fake yawned “doll I’m pretty tired how about we go hit the hay and head home?” You replied with a nod and left the club with Jerome. Boy you were in for a surprise when you got home Jerome thought.

The minute you got home Jerome dragged you into the your shared bedroom. One you reached the bedroom Jerome opened the door and pushed you inside.

Jerome quickly pushed you onto the bed and he got on top of you. He started roughly kissing you, while grinding into you. You whimpered slightly at the contact.

“You like that baby girl?” You nodded hastily. He started nipped your neck “well I didn’t really appreciate your behavior tonight,” you looked at him confused “I didn’t like you talking to that boy tonight, I think you need a punishment and if you are a good girl than you will get what you want. Ok?” he moved his face up so he could look at your face to make sure you were ok with the idea, your eyes were closed but you nodded hastily.

Jerome walked up to the closet and grabbed a couple of ties that were hanging. He walked back to the bed and took your shirt off, then unclasped your bra. You then put your hands over your breasts to cover them, insecure of them. Jerome noticed this “Hey come on doll you don’t have to be insecure, I love em’,” Jerome took your hands off of your breasts and kissed you. “Now hands up baby.” You obeyed, so then Jerome tied each of your wrists to the head board.

He soon unbuttoned your jeans and slid them down your legs. Soon followed by your panties which Jerome took and stuffed them in his pocket for later use. He got off the bed undressed starting with pulling his shirt over his head. Right before taking off his pants he noticed that your eyes were screwed shut overwhelmed by the pleasure you were about to experience. He found it absolutely adorable and took out his phone, snapping a quick photo he would use also for later use.

You were nervous about what was going to happen next but also really excited. You and Jerome had gotten intimate before but it was mainly sweet since Jerome knew that you were inexperienced. But you were excited to have some more fun during sex with Jerome.

“Okay baby if it get too much for you just tell me ok?” You nodded eyes still shut. Then you heard the sound of him unbuckling his belt and it dropping to the floor. You finally slightly opened your eyes seeing Jerome taking his boxers off. He then walked over to the bed and got on top of you again. Starting to slowly kiss you then becoming more rough. He also began to grind on you roughly.

“I didn’t like the way that guy was making you laugh. I think you need to learn who is yours.” He whispered in your ear as he began to nibble on it. He then moved down to where you wanted him most. “Mmmm y/n your so wet for me.” He parted your lips sticking his tongue inside you, which resulted in many moans from your end. He then started sucking on your clit, making you scream his name.

“Jerome i’m-m gonn-a,” He shushed you pulling away right before you were about to climax. You lightly groaned but remained silent not wanting Jerome to get mad at you.

“Not yet doll,” He then went back down to your cunt but before he fully reached it he started kissing the inside of your thigh slowly reaching your core, resulting in you making a low whimper, but then Jerome shushed you. He then reached your core and he inserted a finger into you without warning. He then stuck another finger in you pumping fast. You tried your best to contain your moans by biting on your lip. He curled his fingers very so slightly causing his finger to brush over your g-spot. Which caused you to moan but then he pulled his finger out of you.

He moved up to your face “I told you not to speak.”

“I’m-m sorry.”

“Mmmmm let’s have a deal y/n. If you can beg good enough I will fuck you, and if you don’t I will just leave you here all hot and bothered. You got a deal sweetheart?” You nodded. Jerome began to nibble and kiss at your neck, teasing your entrance with the tip of his dick.

“You want it baby don’t you?”

“Yes Jerome please. I need it. Jerome please.” Jerome frowned at your begging.

“Now sweetcheeks I know you can do better than that. Come on y/n talk dirty to me.” He said as he continued to tease your entrance.

“God Jerome please I need your big thick cock pounding into my tight little cunt. I want you to cum all over my fucking face. I want you to fuck me.” Jerome smirked and slightly shocked of what you said but he loved it “Please.” you said quietly after that. He released your hands from your restraints. He then quickly pounded into you causing you to rap your legs around his torso and bring your hand to his hair lightly pulling on it. “Thank you.” you lightly said.

Jerome began to grind heavily on you, making you scream his name.

“Yes baby say my name. Who’s are you y/n? Tell me.“ 

“I’m yours. I’m yours Jerome.”

“Yes y/n.” He continued to grind on you “No one is else is supposed to make you laugh except me right? Tell me y/n” You just lightly whimpered. "I said tell me y/n.“

“Your the only one who makes me laugh.” You screamed as yo almost reached your climax, “Im-m going-g to…”

“It’s ok me too baby come for me.” You reached your climax and Jerome quickly after too. He then pulled out of you and clasped next to you. He pulled you into his chest hugging you. “I’m sorry if I was rough on you sweets.” He pressed a kiss into your hair, “I just got jealous when I saw that guy was making you laugh.”

You ran your hand threw his hair. “It’s fine Jerome. Most of those laughs were fake anyway. You are the only one who makes me laugh. And don’t worry I enjoyed it.” Soon after you both feel asleep in each other loving embrace.

After you woke up the next morning you couldn’t walk for the whole day. And when Jerome saw you were struggling with walking , he just smirked to himself knowing he was the one who caused that.

Ruined Prom night (Shawn Mendes)

Hi loves,

please request something I’m running out of ideas haha. 

Requests are open!

Summary: Y/N instead of her prom she goes to iHeart Radio festival where Shawn leaves her alone for Camila. 

Hope you enjoy it!

Originally posted by teendotcom

Never in a million years would I have thought I‘d miss my own prom, but looking at my plane ticket I knew it happened. Since I was a little girl I always dreamed about wearing fancy dress to my prom, accompanied by a handsome guy, but when the guy I love asks you to be his pair to iHeart Radio Festival which is happening on your prom night, I guess you don‘t really have choise


„Why are you so nervous?“ Shawn asked slighly laughing at me. „There will be hundrets of people!” “Don’t  worry, you’ll be fine. I won’t leave you” Shawn kissed my lips trying to calm me down. When he left to get ready I knew it was time for me too. I guess wearing make up to cover up my acne skin since I was 15years old paid off because now without any struggles I did some kickass glam make up. After putting on my dress I looked at the mirror. Of course I didn’t look perfect because it would have looked prettier with slimmer legs, flat stomach, but perfection was never a thing. So I didn’t really think about it. If I said I wasn‘t nervous I would be lying because just thinking about standing there next to people you always watched on your computer screen gives me anxiety. Of course I said to Shawn that I won‘t be standing next to him on the red carpet because that would be just too much for me but it still made me nervous.

„You look amazing“ Shawn whispered making my cheeks heat. Even though I‘m dating Shawn for a very long time he still makes me feel like it happened just yesterday.  „Well you don‘t look bad yourself, Mendes“ I smirked looked at him. „I swear to god, Y/N, if we would be alone right now, I would rip that dress off your body“ Shawn huskily murmed leaving small kisses on my neck. „Maybe you should wait till the evening‘s done“  I said knowing it would put him on the edge. „You‘re..“ „Mr.Mendes, Miss Y/L/N. We‘re here“ Shawn‘s drivers said. „Don‘t be scared, princess. I will meet you there“ Shawn kissed my lips before stepping out of the car.


Scrolling down my instagram something catched my eyes. It was Shawn scaring Camila on the red carpet. I guess perfection is a thing now. Camila looked like a goddess with her white top and short-thing, whatever it was. It‘s actually quite rude if you ask me, people still talking about Shawn and Camila dating even though Shawn said in one of his interviews that Shawn and I were in a relationship, but again no one is asking me.

When the evening started but Shawn still wasn‘t with me  I got nervous. Where the hell is that boy? Leaving a few messages I put my phone down and tried to enjoy the evening. He will come eventually. At least that’s what I thought.

On the break he still wasn‘t here. Did he just betrayed me? Scrolling down my social medias I saw pictures of my friends in their  prom dresses. I should have been there with my friends not here. Alone. But after seeing something my sadness quickly changed into anger. There was a photo of Shawn and Camila enjoying themselves. Shawn had his phone in his hands. Maybe he didn‘t see my messages? Of course he did, he just found a better company than you. I couldn‘t be here anymore so I left.

Angrily wiping all the tears rolling down my face I looked through the car‘s window. „You okay, ma‘am?“ driver asked concerned. Nodding my head I smiled through my tears. If someone would have said that I would be crying on my prom night I‘d say they‘re lying. But now look at the mess I am. Pathetic.


Stuffing my mouth with multiple candy and ice cream was never in my planner but sometimes things happens. All I wanted was to leave this place, far from the highways, close to the sea. My phone starts to buzz. I look up to see Shawn calling. There‘s no way I‘m picking up that phone. ‚Have fun with Camila‘ I quickly send it and throw my phone away.


„Hi baby, why did you leave so soon?“ Shawn asked confused. „Are you serious right now? Please tell me you‘re not because if you are then just leave“ I said pissed. „What did I do?“ „What the actual fuck Shawn? That‘s the thing, you did fucking nothing. You left me, your girlfriend alone, when you promised me you wouldn‘t“ I yelled frustrated. „Just calm down. Why are you so mad at me?  I gave you an oppurtunity to be in this festival, for free“ Shawn said rolling his eyes. I can‘t believe what I was hearing. „Wow, thank you hero of the day!“ I yelled putting my hands in the air. „Stop making it such a big deal“ „No fuck you, Shawn. Fuck you and your stupid celebrity life. You don‘t get it, I missed my prom, the night I was waiting since I was five years old, for what? This night that I was all alone why all of my friends enjoyed themselves?!“ I snapped at him leaving our hotel room. I needed to get out of here.


„Stupid stupid stupid“ I started murmuring „Stop crying“ a frustrated yell escaped my lips when I couldn‘t take it anymore.

I was sitting on a hotel’s roof looking at the city’s view in front of me. If I wouldn’t be so mad and sad I wished Shawn was here too.

I turned around when I heard soft music start to play. There was Shawn standing with flowers in his hands. As I got up to leave Shawn grabbed me by my wrist. “Just hear me out” he looked at me apologetically. Again I turned to love but he caught my wrist. Again. “Please” I stopped moving and looked at his eyes. “I know I messed up. Really badly and I’m so sorry” if he thinks saying sorry will sort out everything he’s wrong “I know sorry is not enough. Hell I don’t even have an explanation why I left you alone. But I know that I love you and I’m so sorry for making this mistake. I promise I won’t leave you, never again. And I’m terribly sorry for ruining your prom night. But please can I make it up to you?” Shawn asked hopefully while I was glaring at him. “Y/N, will you dance with me?” He asked giving me flowers. Slowly taking flowers I hugged him. Feeling his body relaxing made me giggle. He was nervous coming here. “I’m still mad at you, Mendes. But nothing can change the fact that I love you. And no prom night, stupid fights will change that.” “I love you too Y/N” Shawn leaned over to kiss me. God, I love him. “But I swear to god, if you leave me again, I will chope off your balls”

Light of My Life

A Shawn Mendes one-shot.


 "No no no no no. No.” 

 With a groan, I hit Shawn on the shoulder, signalling for him to shut up and turn off his alarm that blared through our hotel room. He shut the alarm off and trapped my hand between his arm and his chest, continually whining about how much he didn’t want to get up from the nap we had just taken. 

“I love naps so much, Shawn.” I muttered, nuzzling my head in the crook between his shoulder and the bed. The setting sun peaked through the closed blinds of our hotel room and directly across Shawn’s bare chest. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. “Why are you so hot?” I muttered. Shawn let out a sleepy laugh and kissed my knuckles. 

 “I really don’t want to get up, babe.” he sighed. I propped my head up on his chest to get a good look at him. His eyes looked tired, and his hair was wonderfully fluffy and curly from sleep. 

 “Me neither Shawn. I’m still hungover from last night.” I complained. Shawn laughed.  

 “That’s because you drink those girly drinks filled with sugar that make you extra hungover.” he replied. I gave him a look.  

 “I hate the word girly, Shawn. Nothing is specifically for girls.” I reminded him. Shawn laughed as he finally sat up from bed and put his feet on the floor.

 “Tampons?” he suggested. I hit him on his back as he looked over his shoulder at me with a grin. 

 “Smartass. How long until the concert? Can’t I just be a bad girlfriend and sleep more instead of coming?” I asked through a yawn. Shawn laughed as he stood up, shaking his head. 

 “No. The concert’s in three hours. We have to head down to the stadium.” he said, pulling a shirt over his head. I groaned again and finally got out of bed, sliding into my high waisted black skinny jeans and changing my shirt. I looked in the mirror and wiped the mascara that had smudged in my sleep from under my eye and did a nice Dutch braid down my back. When I was finally ready, I turned to see Shawn watching me with a grin as he sat at the end of our bed.  

“You’re a creep,” I sang the tune of Radiohead’s “Creep” to him as I found my shoes, “You’re a loser, what the hell are you doing here?” I continued, laughing through my singing at the look he was giving me with my song. 

 “Are you done?” he asked. I grinned and kissed his fluffy hair, before leading the way to the Jeep.


 The venue was huge, and soon to be completely filled with people screaming Shawn’s name. I tagged along at a distance as Shawn got dressed in his concert outfit and sat in the stands while he rehearsed and everything got set up.  

 “I think I’ll watch from the stands tonight.” I told him later from backstage as people started filing into their seats. Shawn met my eye through his dressing room mirror.  

 “You realize that people out there know who you are, right?” he reminded me. I shrugged. 

 “I’ll wear a disguise or something.” I replied. Shawn laughed and turned to face me. 

 “A disguise?” he clarified. I cracked a grin and shrugged as my way of saying yes. Shawn laughed again and stood up, brushing by me to get to the clothes kept in the back of the room. He gathered a few things, and then dumped them in my arms with a wide grin. I shook my head and laughed, putting the clothes onto a chair to sift through them. A pair of his sunglasses, his baseball hat, his iHeart Radio sweatshirt. “We’ll make you look like a bro.” He laughed. 

 "A bro sitting front row at a Shawn Mendes concert? Sounds a little out of character.“ I laughed, putting on the sweatshirt. Shawn grinned and went behind me, taking my hair out of it’s braid and putting it in a bun at the nape of my neck. He kissed just below my ear, before sliding on the hat backwards. I put the sunglasses on and we both looked at me in the mirror. "I look ridiculous.” I laughed. Shawn smiled and kissed my cheek. 

 "Well, you usually look stunning, so definitely nobody will recognize you.“ He said, grinning. I rolled my eyes.

 "Alright, it’s showtime.” I laughed. Shawn pointed a stern finger at me as we left the dressing room. 

 "No laughing, babe. It’s sounds like sunshine. Bros don’t laugh like sunshine.“ He reminded me. I grinned and cleared my throat, repeating a laugh but in a lower, manly tone. Shawn cracked up in the hallway as we made our way toward the stage, crew going by giving us strange looks. 

 "Ok, I’ll see you out there. You’ll kill it babe, I love you.” I said. We could hear the crowd from where we stood. Shawn bit his lip and nodded, the pre-show jitters coming in as he ducked to kiss me. 

 "I love you too, bro. Let security know who you are in case you get recognized and have to slip away, alright?“ He said. I nodded, kissed his chin because it was the only place I could reach without difficulty, and made my way to the stands. 

 Seeing Shawn perform from the perspective of a fan was completely different than from backstage. Backstage, I could only ever see the side of him as he sang. This way, I could see the emotion and passion on his face, the way his cheeks flushed and his forehead brimmed with sweat as he went through his songs. He made eye contact with me multiple times and his grin would widen. I could tell he was trying not to laugh. 

 "Alright, thank you guys so much. Before we get to our next song though, I want to bring a very special lady onto the stage. She’s very close to my heart.” Shawn paused between songs, the crowd going wild at his words. He grinned down at me as I shook my head in disbelief. He was going to get me to go on stage while I looked like a man. “I mean, she looks a little different tonight so maybe you didn’t recognize her. Babe, come on up. Don’t be shy.” He continued, coming to the edge of the stage and beckoning me with his hand. Security let me onto the other side of the barricade, keeping screaming fans at bay as I kept shaking my head at him, mouthing how much I hated him in that moment. He just kept grinning, so I took his hand and climbed up on stage with a little bit of difficulty. Shawn was smiling so wide, his cheeks full and red. 

 "I hate you so much.“ I told him. Shawn laughed and turned to the crowd. 

 "She says she hates me.” He told them. I could hear laughter mixed with screams. I shook my head, laughing, and took off the shades and the hat, letting out my hair again. The screams increased. “Guys, isn’t she beautiful? Look at her.” He cooed, fiddling with his earpiece with on hand while the other wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him. He was warm and sweaty, but I didn’t mind. Was it bad that he looked really sexy covered in sweat? Shawn gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “Alright, I just wanted to embarrass her a little. And I think it worked. I also may have written this next song about her, though, so…” he trailed off, grinning again at the roar of the crowd. I blushed and shook my head at him, biting my lip. He directed me to a stool on the centre of the stage and switched guitars. “This one’s called Light of My Life.” He said into the mic. I shook my head and blushed already, just at the title.

 I always loved watching Shawn play the guitar. He started the song with a couple of riffs, and made the pouty face he always made when he got really into it, making me grin. After a while, his voice came in, too, sweet like honey. The lyrics were about how tough things got when he was always on the road and wrapped up in his job, but that there was always this girl to keep him grounded, to keep him light and remind him not to take himself so seriously. I was swooning, absolutely head over heels in love with this guy. For the last verse, he got playfully close to my face, and ended with a kiss on my cheek, laughing when I scrunched up and pushed him away. The crowd was nearly deafening. 

I stood from the stool and wrapped my arms around his neck, putting my hands in his sweaty hair to pull him down to my height and kiss him repeatedly on the side of his head. “I love you, Shawn.” I whispered in his ear. He grinned down at me and pressed his forehead against mine for only a moment. 

 "I love you too.“ He replied just as softly, forgetting that his microphone was projecting his voice across the whole venue. He blushed even deeper when the crowd all aww’d, the tips of his ears turning a delicate shade of pink. I squeezed his hand, waved to the crowd, and disappeared backstage, unable to conceal my grin the rest of the night.


 Hey home boys, I sincerely apologize for not getting to your requests. I haven’t been the best mentally so I haven’t been writing too much, and I just haven’t really been in an Eddie-phase as of late. I will get to them though! I promise!! I have, however, developed a cripplingly enormous crush on Shawn Mendes. Hopefully you guys can appreciate this bean with me. Love you guys so so much!! Let me know if you want more Shawn :) xoxo

Originally posted by shxwnmendess

Imagine building IKEA furniture with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from @brobrobreja. I’m so sorry it took so long, the mini-series had my hands pretty tied. I hope you like it! X

You sat on the other side of the bedroom, the instruction manual for your new bed frame in your hand. You giggled softly at the cartoon man who looked as clueless as the both of you, wondering if you should do as he did; call IKEA for help. Of course you couldn’t because your boyfriend, Chris believed he was more than capable of installing the bed frame himself. You looked up at him and bit back your smile when you saw him narrow his eyes at a strange metal piece, muttering cuss words under his breath.

“What does the manual say?” He quizzed as he looked up at you. “Where does this piece go?” He held up the strange metal piece and you studied it for a moment before looking back down at the manual. “Well?” He asked after a few minutes of silence.

“Beats me,” you looked up and shrugged; he chuckled wearily and shook his head. “What?” You giggled. “I told you I’m not good at these things, why do you think I called you?” He sighed and got to his feet, dodging loose pieces on your bedroom floor as he made his way over to you.

“Give me that,” he took the manual from you then settled on the floor behind you with his legs on either side. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Y/N.” You smiled and leaned back against him, resting your cheek against his bearded face. “Let’s see,” he studied the manual, his arm absentmindedly draped around your waist. “Well, it looks like that metal piece goes…Hm,” he hummed with pursed lips. “Maybe it’s meant to go in the joint?”

“Maybe you should just let me call the staff at IKEA,” you whispered then kissed his jawline when he chuckled. “We’ve been doing this for hours and we still haven’t made any progress. It’s eight-thirty and we haven’t had food, can we just order some takeout and call IKEA in the morning?”

“What are we going to sleep on tonight then?”

“You do realize a bed frame is just to prop the mattress up, right?” You teased him and he rolled his eyes, smiling. “It doesn’t change the fact that a mattress is still a mattress. Just leave the mess here and we’ll sleep out in the living room, it’ll be like camping except without the yucky stuff.”

“You mean nature?” He quizzed, chuckling.

“You know it,” you winked and got off the ground. “I’m going to go order some food, what are we feeling tonight?” He shrugged, giving you one of those ‘you pick’ faces. “Well, I feel like Chinese so- General Chang’s it is then.” You held out a hand for him to take so you could pull him to his feet. “Coming?”

“I’ll come when the food gets here, I just want to give this another shot.” He told you, returning his gaze to the manual. “I mean- it’s just a bed frame,” he looked up at you when he heard you chuckle, “how hard can it be to figure out? I’m Captain America, for crying out loud,” he said and tried not to laugh when you did.

“Okay Cap,” you kissed the top of his head. “I’ll come get you when the food’s here.”

Forty-five minutes later, the food arrived and Chris still hadn’t made progress with your bed frame. When you went into your bedroom to get him, his head was hung in defeat. “I don’t wike it,” he imitated his nephew’s catchphrase, making you laugh.

“C'mon Cap,” you grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet. “Let it go,” you told him as you wrapped an arm around his waist; his arm draped around your shoulder as the two of you made your way out into the living room. “We’ll call the guy in the morning.”

“IKEA should really have better instruction manuals,” he muttered bitterly. “There is no way anyone can build anything from that dumb sheet of paper. It doesn’t even have instructions, there are just numbers and pictures.”

“Let it go,” you chuckled, rubbing his back.

“We wouldn’t have this problem if you’d just move in with me,” he mumbled into your hair; he was a little nervous about bringing up the subject again, the first decline was a little gut wrenching. You stopped walking and he stopped with you, wincing when you looked up at him. “I know you want to be independent and this place is nearer to work-”

“Those are the real reason I won’t move in with you, Chris,” you confessed then pressed your lips together when he narrowed his eyes. “I just-” you began then huffed. “I don’t think you realize what moving in together means.”

“Living together instead of living separately?”

“Funny,” you slapped his arm, biting back your smile when he chuckled. “I’m talking about the reality of it, like are you sure you’re going to be okay coming home to my face all day every day? What if we have a big fight and you can’t get any space from me? What if you just want some down time with your guys and I’m in the way? What if you decide-” He cut you off, pressing his lips against yours.

“My biggest wish is to come home to your face all day every day, Y/N,” he told you, smiling. “And you should know by now that the last thing I want is space when we fight, it just makes the problem bigger. As for downtime with my guys?” He chuckled. “I’d love for you to be there. Always, because you are my girl and there is no one I’d rather spend time with.” You smiled and he chuckled, “any other concerns you need me to address?”

“What if you decide I’m much too annoying to live with?”

“You’re annoying all the time,” he poked your side, laughing when you scoff. “But I’m still here, aren’t I?” He quizzed, sliding his arms around your waist and to your lower back. “C'mon, move in with me. I have proper furniture there, nothing that needs assembling.” He teased and you chuckled. “We’re going to be living together when you marry me,” he reminded you and you smiled, feeling your cheeks heat up at that. “Why not just get a head start? C'mon,” he pressed when you smiled, “it’ll be fun.”

“Fine,” you gave in, smiling. “Let’s move in together.”

“Yes!” He cheered and hugged you. “It’s going to be great, I’ll hire a moving truck ASAP.”

“Just out of curiosity,” you teased him as you broke the hug, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. “What makes you so sure I’m going to marry you?”

“My wonderful furniture assembling skills, of course.”

First Dates With Dear Evan Hansen: Headcanons

Female!Reader, Sorry!


•He hasn’t done this before, what does heee doooooo?

•He didn’t really expect you to say yes to going on a date with him, so he didn’t plan anything and he’s at a lost now.

•He considers asking Zoe for help but decides that that would be too embarrassing to do. He doesn’t want her all up in his business.

•Decides to keep it calm, like the park or something. He really has no idea what he’s doing.

•For the first time in forever, he’s really nervous, you’re the only person he has actually liked before that liked him back.

•He doesn’t need a replicate of what happen to Jenny in 8th grade.

•Don’t ask who Jenny is.

•He has a kite though. Just take the fucking kite and be happy, that’s all he wants please.

•His is a black box kite, just like his soul. Yours is an eagle.

•Welp, yours is kind of stuck in a tree.

•"You brought it back to its natural habitat.“ “Eagles don’t live on trees at parks, Connor.” “You don’t know that.”

•He climbs up to get your kite because he feels bad.

•Doesn’t fall because he isn’t a fucking acorn.


•Wowie, he is sHOOK.

•He doesn’t know how to confront girls? Well, girls he likes? So, he talks toJared about it.

•"Hey baby, you look sexy.“ “Who the fuck taught you to speak like this?” “Um, ”

•You end up decking Jared in the long run after the date.

•You arranged the date because Evan was insisting that you do so because he doesn’t want to screw anything up.

•You make a fancy dinner in your back yard. You couldn’t afford a fancy restaurant, but you make fabulous pizza rolls.

•Evan doesn’t mind because he couldn’t have done better. He loves pizza rolls anyway, the good ol’ microwavable kind

•He ends up knocking the whole thing down. Like everything is on the floor.

•He’s so embarrassed and anxious and really didn’t mean to. He’s close to tears when you say something.

•"Oh well, the dinner was shitty anyways. We can just go watch a movie inside.“ "W-wait, you’re, you’re not mad?” “Um, no? It was an accident.”

•He hugs you, he appreciates that and appreciates you.

•You end up having more fun watching movies than if you had that “fancy,” dinner.


•Fuck, this boy doesn’t care anymore. You like him, he likes you. He’s going to take you home to play video games.

•You play super smash bros. and school him hard.

•Just keeps making dirty jokes. He won’t stop, and will never stop.

•"Oh yeah, smash me, smash me hard.“ "Jared, lemme smash.” “YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO PLAY ALONG, BUT FUCK, IM GLAD YOU DID.”

•You get bored after two hours, no matter how fun you and Jared make it. (Fun, you know what I mean, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

•You end up prank calling Evan, but Connor answers the phone huffing and puffing. You guys immediately hang up. (FUN ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

•"Um, that’s not what I wanted.“ "I don’t think that’s what anyone wanted.” “Evan probably wanted it, if you know what I mean.”

•The four of you agree not to mention or talk about it ever.

•You end up just cuddling, it was not a bad date, and you would definitely do it again.

•10/10 date in Jared’s book too. He’s glad he can just chill with you

•Would definitely kachow in the future.


•Zoe goes all out just for you. She wants it to be absolutely perfect just for you.

•She sets up reservations at this really fancy restaurant and she was going to surprise you with it, but you end up finding it.

•You both are really excited for the date and when she comes to pick you up, you guys discover are wearing the same dress

•You swear to each other that you didn’t mean to. You both decided that you guys look hot anyway and just go to eat.

•You’re scared someone will be rude to Zoe because you guys are on a date. And you get ready to hit anyone with your stilettos if they make a homophobic comment.

•The waitress says you guys are relationship goals and your face just goes red but you couldn’t agree more honestly.

•You guys have the fucking best dinner ever unexpectedly.

•"I heard this restaurant makes you do the chicken dance on your birthday if you come here.“ "EXCUSE ME, ITS MY DATE’S BIRTHDAY.”

•Zoe ruins the whole date by publicly embarrassing you but at least you get a free biscuit.

•"I hate you.“ "Sure you do.” “I do.” “Saying it won’t make it true, you love me.”

•Calls you the very next day to set up another date.


•She had been really built up on homework because she took on too many project sooo, why not a homework date?

•You set it up at your house on your kitchen table. Your parents were surprised when you decided to have a date at home.

•You both just wear pajamas while you guys eat snacks and you help her on homework.

•You add in jokes between each problem to try to lighten up get mood and you get a few laughs out of her.

•"I guess we have chemistry together.“ "You have to wait till the third date to use the romance puns.” “Aw man.”

•She ends up getting bad grades on all of the worksheets you guys did together but she doesn’t mention it.

•Subtlety suggest she tutors you, and you agree because that would mean hanging out together more and anyway is a good way.

•The date ends up good with you guys finishing and cuddling on the couch.

Nct Dream+Taeyong,Doyoung's reaction to Jisung having a girlfriend

Request: nct dream plus taeyong n doyoung [cause their parents] reacting to me being jisung’s gf = )) - shinyeol-ie

A/N: my son isn’t allowed to date- kidding but i hope this works!! imagine that you (reader) are Jisung’s girlfriend in here



Parent mode turned on!! Would probably freak out and interrogate you and bomb you with many questions. But he does so because he cares for Jisung and wants the best for Jisung. Would probably also tear up a little because his son’s all grown up and has a girlfriend now. But he takes care of the both of you like his little children and is always there to help out if anything happens!

Originally posted by neotechs


Another mom of the group- i feel like he’d be unhappy at first, because he’d want Jisung to focus on being an idol and not you or a relationship but would slowly open up and be more understanding after realising that you have genuine feelings for Jisung! Like Taeyong, he loves taking care of the both of you and gives quality™ advice when needed.

Originally posted by doyoungce


He’d be really shocked at first, having a serious talk with Jisung and asking him if he’s really serious about you. He’d also try to act like an expert and professional when in fact he’s a clueless bun himself and remind Jisung that it might be stressful to be in a relationship at such a young age. But nonetheless he’s still supportive and often brings the both of you out to cafes so he can treat you all to meals!

Originally posted by neotechs


I don’t think he’d have much reaction other than being a little surprised at first, but as time goes by he gets used to it and is really supportive! He’s like an older brother the both of you can go to when you need advice and he’s always smiling at the both of you really proudly because he’s happy for the both of you.

Originally posted by donghyukslee


Would be surprised yet excited at the same time, and would probably hit Jisung for not telling him earlier. But being the friendly person he is, he becomes friends with you really quickly and he’s also really supportive!! He tries to help you all out but teases the two of you occasionally.

Originally posted by haechanz


Lots & lots of teasing!! Everywhere you go and if Jisung’s there with you, “THE YOUNG COUPLE IS HERE!!”, “aigoo my children”, “jisung ah i didn’t know you were that capable”. But he still treats the both of you to meals occasionally and even though he doesn’t show it, he’s happy for the both of you. Probably saves Jisung’s contact as “Betrayer” and yours as “Betrayer’s” because he didn’t expect Jisung to get a girlfriend before him but it’s all a joke so!

Originally posted by dovounq


Would be surprised and laugh a lot, probably asking lots of questions about the both of you, “When did you first meet her?”, “How’d Jisung ask you out?”, “How long have you guys been together”. He asks because he’s genuinely curious and he finds it funny and cute to see Jisung dating, since they’ve been training together for a long time.

Originally posted by haechannie


When he first found out, lots of screaming and laughing, and probably hitting Jisung too, “I thought we were best friends!! Why didn’t you tell me earlier” or “Jisung Park has a girlfriend???? JISUNG PARK” Like Haechan, he likes teasing the both of you too and it’s endless™. He always finds ways to annoy the both of you but it’s because he loves that you can make Jisung happy so he’s happy too!!

Originally posted by neotechs


He hesitated a lot about telling the other members about your relationship mainly because he wss afraid they weren’t going to support it. But after telling he’s thankful that they give him and you their 100% support and that they’re always there to make your days better! He’s both blessed to have you and them.

Originally posted by neotechs

why I like your sign (use rising too)
  • <p> <b>Aries:</b> You are fun to be around. Though, sometimes you get mad at me and say rude things and I don't like that. Though, you are one of the most fun/adventurous kind of people i know (besides sag) I would want to be best friends with you. (p.s. you're hot af)<p/><b>Taurus:</b> You are one of the funniest people I know. You aren't afraid to be made fun of or make fun of other people. You are a refreshing person to be around, and you don't pressure me to be someone else. I love you guys.<p/><b>Gemini:</b> You guys talk a lot, but it's always so fun to listen to. Whether you're ranting, babbling, or just having a plain conversation, you never cease to entertain me. You always say something hilarious and make me laugh constantly. You have the best people skills out of all the signs and I love you to death. You're so precious and make a wonderful friend.<p/><b>Cancer:</b> You are literally too sweet. People say you guys cry all the time, but you are just a little sensitive, and there's nothing wrong with that. You have a tendency to bounce back--which is great. You are never hung up on anything for too long (contrary to popular belief a.k.a. from my experience with you.) In certain cancers, I've noticed you don't get hurt super easily, but when something hits you, it hits you hard.<p/><b>Leo:</b> You guys are jokers and I love to be around you. You don't take things too seriously. I can make fun of you, and you won't care; you'll just make fun of me back. You're a quality friend and great company.<p/><b>Virgo:</b> You are so great to talk to. The way you see the world is perfect. You are a mix of philosophy, logic, and fun. You are trustworthy and (in my opinion) never judegmental (at least not out loud.) Sometimes you get a little bored of everything, but you just make a really bad joke to liven it up a little.<p/><b>Libra:</b> You all are kind of quiet. You want to fit in, but remember it's okay to be a little awkward and weird. Some other Libras are just loud and don't care who they are--which is one of many great traits of your sign. You get along with almost everyone. (except for those who like to tip the scale with drama.) You have such a beautiful view of life and you can see the good in everyone.<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> I like that you can get a little crazy. You are an attractive person inside and out. You have this thing about you that no matter how hard they try, no one can hate you. They can say they hate you, but they don't truly hate you. At first, you act all sweet and nice, but then when someone gets to know you, there's a whole other side to you (which is super fun to get to know.)<p/><b>Sagittarius:</b> You make the best puns. People are always saying you don't care, and it's definitely true! You are opinionated and blunt. You share your opinions in a matter that everyone can accept. Though, sometimes you are too blunt for your own good. You like to cover your bluntness with a joke, and sometimes it doesn't work. You don't take shit from anyone and that's great. You are one of the funniest signs and I love to be around you.<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> You are so smart, but so down-to-earth. You teach me new things without making me feel stupid. You are always there for me when I need you, and you're sometimes the most awkward person ever, but it's hilarious. You don't get enough credit as a person.<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> You have good intentions, but they don't always pull through. Not a lot hurts you, which can be good and bad. Well, it seems like not a lot hurts you. It's fun to mess around with you, because you take it so well. You like to fight fire with fire and if someone does get to you, you won't take it. You'll fight back and protect yourself. The way you present yourself is attractive and your personality is magnetic. I like you a lot. (you're hot af too)<p/><b>Pisces:</b> You're so kind. You seem to always have your head in the clouds and you seem to always be looking at tomorrow. Though it is fun to dream with you, try to live in the present a little. You are so in touch with your emotions and other people's emotions as well. You seem to be able to connect with everyone on a personal level. You can comfort anyone and do it well. You are a great friend, especially in a personal crisis.<p/></p>
Seventeen Reaction: Describing you to other members

Request:  How would the other Seventeen members describe you to the others? (If you want do all the rest, just do the hip pop team) Sorry for any bother!

A/N: I actually already did this for S.Coups and Wonwoo as well as Woozi and Joshua: You can find this here: 

Describing you to other members 

Hi there! Sorry to bother but I really loved the ‘scoups, woozi, Joshua (and someone else I can’t remember) bragging about their s/o to the other members’ and I was wondering if you could maybe do it with the rest of seventeen? Thanks ❤️

@squishyminyoongi now I would usually only do 4/5 members or a unit but since I made you wait so long (sorry >_<) I’ll make an exception <3 

I hope this fulfills both your requests!


Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Jeonghan would be very proud to call you his to the point where talking about you would almost become like bragging. ‘You know that new dance? Y/N is really good at it.’ ‘You like that flavour of ice cream? So does Y/N.’ ‘Have you seen Y/N’s new SM post? Damn… I mean how lucky am I?’ he would gush.


Originally posted by kittykatkwon

I feel like Jun would be very smug, after all why shouldn’t be he be when he was with someone like you? If ever you achieved something or made him proud, whether it was something small or a big deal, the boys would know about it instantly. ‘Did you guys see Y/N’s new haircut? Her hair always looks so pretty, the hairdressers always say they could be a model, don’t you guys think?’


Originally posted by infinitblaq

Why describe you to the other members when he could show them? Oh you uploaded a new photo? Better make sure everyone’s seen it! You upload a dance cover? Best believe every single member has to like it! I mean, you’re already his phone wallpaper so they could see how gorgeous you were but god help them if they looked too long, that was when the wrath of Hoshi is unleashed.


Originally posted by junhuitherealvampire

Classic gushy boyfriend. ‘Honestly guys I can’t wait for you to meet Y/N, she’s honestly so sweet and funny and kind. Not to mention beautiful. She has this look that just makes me melt sometimes and when she laughs, she has this little way her nose crinkles and urgh she’s just so adorable. I know you guys are gonna love her.’ 


Originally posted by visual-17

He would describe you to the boys in a way that complimented your personality and talents. ‘I dunno guys I just really like her. There’s just something completely different about her, she’s not like an idol; she’s real. She can lighten a room with just her smile and when she looks at me my heart beats so fast I’m going to explode…’ Woozi: ‘Mingyu you’re blushing!’ ‘Am I???’


Originally posted by wonyeols

‘Guys you’re never gonna believe what happened today! Y/N complimented my hair! I’m never going to change it again… gosh she’s so sweet…’ He would come home after every date with you babbling to the others about how wonderful you were and how you made him feel. ‘I wonder if she thinks of me like I think of her, well she is very thoughtful…’


Originally posted by fabulous-girl-here

You made him a little nervous to the point where he’d just babble to the other boys about how amazing you were to him. ‘Did I tell you how good Y/N looked on our date the other day? She was wearing this outfit that just made her look so beautiful and her hair just seemed to flow so perfectly and the way she walked towards me with this shy smile, I thought I was going to faint honestly…’


Originally posted by i-wonwoo

He would be such a sweetheart I think, constantly writing raps about you and just generally being thankful to have you in his life. ‘You know guys, I’m really thankful to have Y/N. She just makes all my hard work worth it, you know? When she tells me she likes a rap or compliments me on my dances or outfits I feel like she really gets it you know? I hope she stays with me for a long time…’


Originally posted by satanteen17

If Dino had told the boys a story about you once, he had told it a thousand times. ‘Guys did I tell you about the time me and Y/N went to the cinema and-’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Ok, well the other day Y/N and I went to Han River and there was-’ ‘We know Dino.’ ‘Last weekend Y/N and I went to get ice cream and-’ ‘you laughed so hard you dropped yours and ended up sharing hers. We know!!’

Part 2

Request: @huntermichelle

‘Can you make a short series with this theme, where Thomas then continues to pretend to be your boyfriend in public but then actually starts to like you and eventually falls for you?’

A/N: This is Part 2, the last part of this request. I would definitely recommend that your read Part 1 here first, but if you don’t that’s fine 😃

Pairing: Thomas Brodie Sangster x Reader

Word Count: 785

Warnings: None

Nervously awaiting Thomas backstage, I chip at my recently painted nails, my face hot beneath my natural makeup. ‘The Scorch Trials’ convention starts in an hour, and he was meant to meet me about ten minutes ago. Eventually, he bursts into the room, looking slightly dishevelled. His light blonde hair is messier than usual, and his dark coloured shirt is wrinkled.

“Sorry I’m late, love!” he says breathlessly. My mouth quirks to the side at the nickname.

“No worries” I reply. We quickly go over our plan. Yesterday, Tom kissed me to protect me from the questions of my friends about why I didn’t have a boyfriend, and I decided that our only option was to continue pretending that we’re dating, at least for a few days.

Half an hour later, we ready ourselves to go over our plan. He takes my hand, the calluses on his palm rubbing slightly against my skin and sending shivers up my spine. Once again, I wish our actions weren’t just for show, and that Thomas really did like me. It’s a stupid thing to hope for, but I can’t help it.
The crowd, mainly excited teenage girls, cheer when we walk on stage together. Unlike usual, the majority of their questions are directed at us instead of Dylan and Kaya.

“Do you like Y/N a lot?” asks one fan. Blushing, I turn to Thomas, awaiting his response.

“Bloody hell, how could I not? She’s absolutely gorgeous, and smart, and funny, and an amazing actress. She’s perfect!” he answers. I knew he was a good actor, but I didn’t realise he was this good! How does he make his eyes look so sincere?

At the end of the convention, Thomas and I wait outside for our taxi in the waiting bay; the rest of the cast piled into Dyl’s car and left us alone together.
“Do you want my jacket?” Thomas asks me, noticing the goosebumps on my bare arms. I shake my head, not wanting him to be cold, but he gently places it around my shoulders anyway. I smile when his warm fingers brush against my skin.

“So, the convention went well,” I say, turning to face him.

“Yeah, it did” he replies, his breath visible in the freezing air.

“You did an awesome job, pretending that you…you know. Like me”
His cheeks turn red as he turns towards me, probably from the strong wind.

“What if…” Thomas starts. He clears his throat nervously. What does he want to ask me? Questions and worries flood my mind. “What if I told you I wasn’t pretending? H-Hypothetically, I mean” he continues. My eyes widen. Is he saying what I think he is? Maybe I’m just getting my hopes up and looking for something that doesn’t exist. After all, he’s way out of my league. The question is, how do I respond to that? I screw up my courage and decide to take a leap of faith.

“Then, hypothetically, I would…I would tell you that I wasn’t pretending either, and that I really like you, and have for a long time. And then we would kiss…hypothetically”. It takes an effort to force the words from my mouth. My chest feels tight, and my knees turn to jelly as I wait for him to react. Luckily, a smile becomes plastered on his face as soon as I say the words, putting me completely at ease.

“Well then, Y/N, I wasn’t pretending when I said any of that. Love, you’re perfect. Way too perfect for me. I’m the luckiest guy in the world to even have met you”

Embarrassingly, tears well in my eyes. No one has ever said anything that kind to me before. Thomas gently wipes away my tears, taking a step towards me. I look up into his warm brown eyes, only just noticing how tall he is.

“I like you a bloody lot, Y/N” he whispers.

“Hypothetically?” I ask, making him laugh. The sound is like music to my ears, calming my pounding heart.

“No. For real” he smiles.

“Good, because I like you a bloody lot too” I whisper.

He fully closes the distance between us, his arms linking around my waist. I rise onto my tip-toes, letting my lips brush against his lightly before kissing him properly. My eyes flutter closed instinctively, only the sound of my blood rushing in my ears breaking the silence. It takes an effort for me not to groan against his lips as he traces the curve of my hip. Almost pinching myself to check if I’m dreaming, I smile widely as we break apart for air. Who would have guessed that something like this would happen?

Chris Evans Imagine

Originally posted by chrisxchrisxchris

I loved being with friends even if they were actually Chriss friends but non the less I was happy because I had him by my side. Since I didn’t live in America, so me coming to visit him didn’t happen a lot. Looking around and acting a memory picture of the moment I noticed Chris was acting weird. Usually he would be making jokes, laughing. But not now he was closed in and looking into the distance.

After we got to his place I tried talking to him but all I got were some sounds. Not wanting to ruin the mood I was in, tried my best not to talk about his attitude but then I had enough. When I tried to sit next to him he got up and walked away.

“Is there a problem?” I asked trying to sound calm not to make him mad. Since I didn’t know what was going on I didn’t know how to really act or speak.

“I’m fine” simple and without emotions. Since I’ve used those words so many times in my life I knew he was lying,

“Doesn’t sound like it” i said but right then regretted it. Hearing something hitting the ground, jumped up and saw everything that was on the kitchen table were not on the ground. Chris looked at me in anger, i had never seen him like that.

“I do have a problem. I have a problem with you and Sebastian.” his words shocked me. But before i could say anything he kept talking “Since you two are so close and have so much fun together why don’t you go to him and ask how he is” everything he was saying made no sense to you.

“I don’t understand” i said trying not make him mad,

“I saw it (Y/N), the way you two talked and laughed, the way he looked at you” he turned the other way.

“You think there is something between me and Sebastian? You don’t trust me” he turned around so fast that it made you jump.

“Yes” a short answer that left along pain in your heart. His words hurt you like hell. Holding in the tears that were forming in your eyes you spoke

“I’m not going to yell or throw things. But I need you to tell me what you need me to do so you would understand that I love you. And that you are the only person I want to be with. Tell me.” He looked at me and in a blink of an eye he said

“Move in with me.” We just looked at each other “move to America and live with me.” at first i thought he was just saying things to end the argument but he wasn’t. 

“You want me to move across the world because you don’t trust me? You want me to leave everyone I know and love because you can’t understand my love for you? If that’s the only reason you want me to move here…I can’t do that.” I didn’t yell. I just couldn’t. “I can’t make such a life changing move because of your lack of trust” But I did walked away. Went to the bedroom and stood by the window with a phone in my hands. Trying to figure out if this was it and I had find some place to stay. I didn’t want it to end like this but trust is important in a relationships, especially in one that is long distance. 

I wasn’t standing by the window a long time when his foot steps were heard coming my way. Felt him come and heard him call my name. I took a calming breath
“I trust you, Chris. I have always trusted you. You are the one who is meeting all these beautiful women, I should be the one having trust issues but I don’t. I trust you. I know you wouldn’t cheat on me” Tears formed in my eyes as I turned to look at him. “So why can’t you trust me?” Looking at the man I loved so deeply. Loved so hard like I never have. He showed me what real love felt and looked like. So will he be the one to take it all away?
His eyes said sadness. But his lips said nothing. 

“Please answer me, Chris. This is real right now. This is the moment that mike make or break our relationship. So for god sake speak” i might have loved this man but I couldn’t just jump and move. I want to but not with this reason. 

“I’m scared” Chris finally spoke and moved closer at the same time. 

“What are you scared of?” his answer did confuse me. 

“I’m scared of losing you. Of not being enough or not being there when you need me to be. Seeing you with Sebastian just scared me. The thought of some other guy making you laugh killed me. This thought of you meeting some other guy came to my mind. I don’t want that to happen, I love you too much” Chris now was right in front of me, I was looking up at him and his tear filled eyes. 

“The only way you could lose me is if you don’t tell me truth about what you feel. You have to tell me these things and not when we are fighting.” I gently touched his cheek. I

“I want you to move here with me but not because of what I said. I want to be with you till the end of our lives. I want to be with you till we turn gray and have kids with you. And I know I’m busy a lot of times but I’ll try harder to be here more. I’ll take some time off. But please don’t leave me.” He pulled me closer to him, making me feel the fear he was talking about.

“I love you Chris. But this wont happen so fast. I have things to woke out back home. “ he smiled at me, realizing what I was talking about.

“So you mean?” he said smiling even bigger.

“Yes. I will move here. I see future with you but now I finally know you see it with me too. I love you” Chris kissed me sweetly

“I love you too” our future we both wanted so much was now a step closer.

Guardians of the Galaxy- funny part -obelobolebolobe
This the scene where Yondu meets the Broker in Xander to ask about the Orb. No copyright infringement is intended. All credits to the Marvel Studios & their ...

This part just about killed me. I was in hysterical laughter for the whole 30 seconds, and I still break down laughing every time I watch this clip.

I freaking love Yondu, okay. He’s just… this super mean and scary guy and he’s not particularly good, but he’s not really bad either - bad people don’t keep children for 26 years to make sure they don’t get killed, they don’t let them get away with everything and still laugh when they get tricked - and him messing with people is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

Peter got the dorkiness from his daddy too.

(Also, Kraglin in the background. I feel ya man. XD)

This year Home Depot, or at least the one in my city, has improved its customer service game. There are a fair number of younger people working and they’ve all been friendly and engaging.

Today I went to buy as many bags of mulch that could fit in my filthy Camry. Because so many people are buying mulch right now the store uses a corner of the parking lot to sell mulch and dirt. Drive right up. There’s even a cash register out there so no need to go inside the store. This is extremely convenient.

An employee out there asked how many bags. After I told him he smiled and said he’d load them in my car. “Sir, I’ll take care of all of it.” Cool!

I paid the cashier. This employee too was smiling and nice. I took the receipt to the first guy to show I paid. He laughed. “I’ve already put all these in you car. I’m NOT taking them back out. So it doesn’t matter!”

He was joking, I think, but it made me laugh. I love seeing young people making the most of summer or entry level jobs. Just because it doesn’t come with a six-figure salary doesn’t mean one can’t have some people skills.

A few weeks ago I had coffee with @runlong. When I asked the cashier what flavors of coffee they had brewed she looked at me like “Why would you ask me that? Do you think I work at a coffee shop?”

Uh, yeah dear, you DO work at a coffee shop. In fact it’s the very coffee shop we’re in right this moment!

She wasn’t a little snot but clearly wasn’t interested in her job. It didn’t make me mad but I felt sorry for that cashier, just clueless and out of it. A week later we were back at the same shop. A different cashier was happy to tell us what was brewed. That made the visit more enjoyable.

Higher than Your Average Kite

Request by anon: getting high with Nate? (So,, I kind of took a different turn at this than you were probably thinking of, so I really hope you like it.)

Tonight is one of those nights. Nate is having the boys over, while I hole up in our room and do homework. College can be a real bitch sometimes. Never-ending essays and professors who want you to do a seven day project in 24 hours. Right now is the worst. FInals week. I’m sitting on our bedroom floor, with seven textbooks open and spread out all around me, my laptop having notes pulled up; about 13 different tabs open of nothing but notes. Study guides are strewn all over the place. I’m surrounded by books and papers. The boys are having the time of their lives downstairs, hollaring and yelling at the top of their lungs. I can’t see straight let alone think. I stand, and slam open the bedroom door, stressed and aggravated at everyone and everything. 

“Hey, dipshits! Quiet the fuck down! I’m trying to study for my damn finals!” I scream from the top of the stairs. It goes silent, until Nate walks up the stairs to me. Nate is my boyfriend, and he is honestly the most amazing guy ever. 

“Hey, lil mama, you’re stressed. You need to relax baby.” He croons, softly pushing my hair out of my face. I narrow my eyes. 

“Nathan, I can’t just relax. I have to study for my finals. If I don’t pass then I’ll have to repeat some of those classes and I won’t graduate on time.” I try to explain to him. Nothing makes sense anymore. Tears start springing in my eyes, and Nate pulls me into his chest. 

“Baby, you’re smart as fuck. I know you can pass those finals. You’ve been cramming and studying for over a month now. You need to relax that pretty little head of yours. Why don’t you come downstairs, light up? You need it.” I think it over. I haven’t gotten high in months because of school. I nod my head and follow Nate downstairs. i go into the kitchen and grab myself some water, before coming out to Nate rolling me a blunt. He can roll faster than anyone I know. He settles down into the love seat, and hands me my blunt before pulling me into him. I light up and take a long drag. 

“Damn, I didn’t know you smoked, Y/N.” I head Johnson say. “You never struck me as the type.” I could slowly feel the effects settling in. my brain slowing down. 

“I need a drink.” I mutter. “Babe, where’s the Hennesey?” 

“Right here lil mama.” I grab the bottle and take a drink straight from it. I sigh in content. I miss this. 

“Johnson, you do realize that Nate and I met at a deal, right? I used to deal his weed before I decided to go to college. He never knew it was me because I had sub-dealers working under me to keep me protected. It was one of those well known things. I always went by ‘boss’. Never anything else. One of my sub-dealers screwed Nate over so he somehow hunted me down and confronted me about it. And that was that. I started giving him discounts and personally delivering and all that shit. Once he started getting up there with the fame, I didn’t want to be away from him so I stopped the business and decided to go to college. End of story.” the room was silent, while I continued to smoke and drink. 

“Damn. That’s insane. I remember him being pissed when Damon screwed him over.” Swazz said. I rolled my eyes. 

“I never liked him anyway. He was power hungry and tried to run everything for me. I was actually planning on firing him after he returned from Nate’s deal. But, he brought so much cash I changed my mind. I fired him after Nate told me and showed me what he did. Haven’t seen or heard from him since.” The effects start hardcore hitting, causing me to get really cuddly. I curl into Nate, and he wraps his arms around me. It was nice and intimate. I rested my head on his chest, allowing Gilinsky to take the bottle out of my hands. I finished my blunt, and settled in, allowing myself to be calm and feel good. “I love you Nate.” I mumble. 

“I love you too lil mama.” I could hear the guys quietly try to leave. 

“Guys, don’t drive while you’re high. You can crash in the spare rooms tonight.” I spoke up. I heard the guys laughing. 

“Even when you’re high, you’re still the responsible one.” Sammy laughs. I flip him off while they all go find somewhere to sleep. 

“Nate. Would you be mad at me if I dropped out of college? I hate it and I don’t really want to do it anymore. It makes me upset and it won’t let me be with you anymore. It’s pointless.” I say, looking up at his face. He stays silent for a while.

“Baby, I don’t think you should drop out. But, I’ve noticed how upset it always makes you and you’re never happy anymore. So if dropping out makes you happy, then I’ll support you. I just want you to be happy.” He mumbles. I smile.

“This is one of the reasons I love you so much.” 

Dating J-Hope would include
  • •back hugs Galore
  • •constantly reassuring Hi there he is amazing
  • •having to force him to rest when all he wants to do is practice
  • •when he is finally in bed after hours of trying to force him to sleep he hold you tight
  • •you caressing his arms, chest, head, face and back, putting him to sleep immediately
  • •waking up late to find him gone but he left sticky notes everywhere that list different things we loves about you
  • • Skin ship everywhere because he doesn't care that people know you are his
  • •He loves taking pictures of you when you stare off into space or when you at focused because he loves the faces you make
  • •the boys complaining that you guys are too happy all the time
  • •When he is away on tour he tends to forget to contact you
  • •you feeling insecure that he will lose interest because you think you aren't as pretty as the other girls he sees everyday
  • •Him holding you in his arms tightly
  • •"No girl I have ever met or ever laid eyes on were nearly as beautiful or as perfect for me as you"
  • •Disney marathons
  • •BOTH of you are loud and clap loudly and point at random things that make you laugh
  • •He love playing with your hair
  • •"why do you always play with my hair?"
  • •"Hush, I love your hair, it's pretty and soft "
  • •He loves playing and dancing in the rain with you
  • •him forcing you to go with him and the boys to Kota kinabalu
  • •Him forcing you to pack sundresses and cute bathing suits
  • •him looking like a deer in the head lights when he sees how sexy you look in the biking he made you take
  • •"Dang Hobi hyung how did you get such a beautiful girlfriend" "Yah! Stop looking Jungkook!" Hobi yells and throws his towel over your body
  • •At night he waits in bed for you to get out of the shower cause he can't sleep without you
  • •You come out in his over sized shirt and panties and he can only stare at you as you crawl into bed
  • •sweet love making all the time
  • •love bites
  • •Passionate kisses and soft moans
  • •Spanking
  • •Harder biting
  • •dark hickey almost on every inch of you neck and thighs
  • •loves being called oppa in and outside of the bedroom because your voice is like music to his ears
  • •whenever you are out together he always makes sure that you are comfortable and asks of your feet hurt
  • •if your feet ever hurt he will pick you up and carry you on his back
  • •You hardly fight but when you do it's over something really bad because you both hate confrontation and are usually good at talking
  • •Fights usually don't last long because when he raises his voice at all when he is upset it makes you cry
  • •And he HATES seeing you cry
  • •so he would hold you tight and you both whisper apologies and say how much you love each other
  • •Repainting the house together
  • •taking a break to sit and drink water but you sit on a box and fall into the empty box
  • •both of you laughing like idoits but he helps you out of the box
  • •loving gazes shared between you two showing you love each other without even needing to speak
  • •having a long future ahead of you knowing you two could last through any storm as long as you where together
  • Hpe you guys liked this I thought it would be cute. I saw a few if these and thought I should give it a try 😊 -Julie

Summary: Braun Strowman is out with some friends when he sees his ex-girlfriend with another guy. He realizes she looks happier. He finds her walking alone in the rain later that night and takes her home. Angst. Smut. Fluff.

This one is long and an emotional roller coaster. The beginning will probably break your heart but the end is so fluffy, and I threw in some smut because why not?

This is based off Ed Sheeran’s song “Happier” from his latest album, Divide.

Final note: I wrote this for my best friend who I introduced to professional wrestling. Since then she has fallen in love with the man that is Braun Strowman. And because there is not nearly enough Braun fics out there I thought I would write one of my own to give to her. So to my best friend (you know who you are) I hope you enjoy this, love!

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**Braun’s P.O.V**

A couple of the guys and myself were in New York City walking down 29th and Park on our way to check out some of the bars in the area. I was talking and having a good time until I froze. And the feelings didn’t hit me at two a.m. They didn’t hit me during my sixth beer of the night. They hit me at seven o’clock, in the middle of a laugh, when I was completely sober.

There she was. Her hair down, her lips curved up in a smile, and someone else’s arms around her. The girl that stole my heart and never gave it back. And now she was in another’s arms. It had only been a month since we broke up. How could she be moving on so fast? But seeing his arms around her wasn’t the hardest part. The hardest part was realizing that she looked happier.

“You okay?” One of the guys asked as he glanced up at me.

“Yeah. It’s nothing. Just got something in my eye.” I said brushing it off.

I hoped I could get on with my night and forget about seeing her. She was happier. I couldn’t change what happened in the past. I still loved her with all my heart, but if she was happier with him, then I couldn’t be upset. All I want is for her to be happy. Even if it’s not with me.

An hour later we were sitting in the back of a bar, laughing and having a great night off. I saw the door open and didn’t think anything of it until I saw her for the second time that night. He still had his arms around her. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear. She threw her head back laughing at whatever he had said. I couldn’t help but notice the smiles they both had were twice as wide as ours ever were.

It was true. Nobody hurt that girl like I did. I put her through absolute torture. But it was also true that nobody loved her like I do. I just wasn’t always the best at showing it.

She wanted to hear how I was feeling. She wanted to hear me say I love you. She wanted to hear what she meant to me. But I was scared to let my feelings show. I let my pride get in the way, and I never told her exactly what she meant to me, and I lost her because of it.

If I was honest with myself, she was the definition of a perfect woman. She was a badass with a good heart. Strong enough to stand alone, but kind enough to let others in. She was unapologetically honest. She didn’t tell you what you wanted to hear. She told you what you needed to hear. She wasn’t made of sugar and spice and everything nice. She was made up of a soul for adventure and a heart with a love of music. She had a good head on her shoulders, and she was the most genuine person I ever met. She was the type of woman you go to war beside. The type of woman you marry. They type of woman I should have married. But I was stupid. I didn’t appreciate her. And she was strong enough to walk away, and I was stupid enough to let her go.

I still love her. With every bone in my body. I just never could show her how much she meant to me.

I knew one day this would happen. That she would move on and find someone new. I promised myself I wouldn’t take it personally. But keeping that promise was a hell of a lot harder than it sounded at the time.

But I knew I had to. I couldn’t take it personally. She looked happier. He makes her happier, and I can’t take it personally that she’s moving on with someone new.

“You okay big guy?” One of the guys asked as he noticed me staring down the glass at my almost empty glass.

“Yeah,” I said.

“It’s her, isn’t it?” He asked.

“What? No-“

“It’s okay, Braun. I get it. You loved her. You probably still do. Feelings don’t just turn off overnight. It’s hard when you see someone you used to love with someone new. I’ve been there. But trust me, one day you’ll feel it too. You’ll find someone new, and she’s going to make you so happy. She’ll make you smile again. She’ll make you laugh again. You’ll be happier too.”

I took a drink and forced myself to smile to hide the truth.

I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that someday I would find another girl who would make me smile. And maybe he was right. Maybe someday another girl would come along who could put a smile on my face. But it wouldn’t be a smile that went all the way to my heart like the smile Y/n put on my face. No matter how great the next girl would be, she would never be Y/n. And I knew that I might be happy with another girl, but I would never be as happy as I was with Y/n.

Two hours later and I was still in the corner of the room. She had left an hour ago, and yet everything was reminding me of her.

The girl behind the bar shaking a cocktail that had the same crazy curly hair as Y/n. She hated that hair. Always complained about how poofy it got when it was humid and how it had a mind of its own. Seemed to take her an hour just to brush it and she would mumble to herself, but it was adorable. I loved her crazy hair. It made her, her.

Then I noticed the shorter girl dancing with the tall guy in the middle of the dance floor. He was built like me. He had a beard like mine. He looked just as out of place on a dance floor as I did. But just like me, he would do anything to make his girl happy. And I couldn’t help but notice the way the girl looked up at him. Full of love and adoration. The way Y/n used to look at me.

Then I noticed the band that was playing on the speakers. It was one of the bands she loved, but I hated.  It was too pop-ish for me. I remember when she went to their concert and that was all I heard about for a month. She had every album and knew every word. I didn’t get it. They weren’t a band I could get into. But she loved them, so I guess in a way I loved them too. I let her play their songs in the car because it made her happy. And I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me smile listening to her sing every word.

I looked down at the empty glass in front of me. It had to be my sixth or seventh one of the night. I probably looked pathetic from an outsider’s perspective. A 6’8” 385lb man in the corner of a bar nursing an empty bottle and telling himself he’s happier.

“C’mon big guy, let’s go back to the hotel.” One of the guys said pulling me out of my trance. I headed to the bar to pay my tab before we all headed to the car.

I was in the backseat of the car staring out the window when I saw her for the third time that night. Walking in her high heels in the middle of the night in the pouring rain. She was completely soaked. Why was she walking alone in the middle of the dark? Why was she walking in the rain? Where was her new boyfriend?

“Hey, pull over! That’s Y/n!” I said.

“What? That’s not her, Braun.”

“Yes, it is. Please, just pull over.” I said.

“Braun even if it is her she probably doesn’t-“

“Pull the car over!”

He sighed but pulled over on the side of the road. I opened the door and ran over to her.


She looked up, and her eyes widened when she saw me. She looked shocked to see me there. Her hair was soaking wet, and there was some makeup running down her face. Her tight dress was clinging to her body. And she looked like she was freezing.

“What are you doing out here?” I asked.

“Walking home.” She said.

“Where’s your boyfriend?” I asked.

“He left me. We broke up.” She said.

“Let me take you home. You shouldn’t walk home in the rain.” I said.


“Y/n, come on. You can’t walk home in those shoes. Let me get you home.” I said.

“I’m fine, Braun.” She said.

“Y/n, just get in the car,” I said.

I took a step closer to her, and that’s when I realized that she was crying. I hadn’t noticed at first because of the rain. But there were tears mixed in with the raindrops.

“Are you okay? Did he…did he hurt you?” I asked.

“No. He didn’t hurt me. I’m fine.” She said.

She reached up and rubbed her hands up and down her arms, trying to get some warmth into them. She was wearing a short dress with skinny straps. She had to be freezing.

I shrugged my jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders. It was big on her, but I swore I saw her sigh into the warmth of it out of the corner of my eye.

“Thank you, Braun.” She said as she looked up at me.

“C’mon. Let me take you home and get you warm.” I said as I wrapped my arm around her to give her some added warmth.

She hesitated, but sighed and gave in and let me lead her to the car.

I opened the car door, and she slid into the middle. I slid in next to her. I felt bad that she was squished in between me and one of the guys who was also in the back seat.

She scooted over closer to me, and I was shocked when she laid her head on my arm. Maybe it was the alcohol in her system. Maybe it was a way of saying thank you for picking her up. Whatever it was, I wasn’t going to complain about it. I moved my arm so that it was around her shoulders as I held her close for the first time in a month.

The car pulled up in front of her apartment building, and I stepped out so that she could get out.

“I’ll be right back, I’m going to walk her up,” I said to the guys before I turned to her.

I walked beside her as she made her way up to her apartment. The elevator ride to her floor was silent. But it was comfortable. I didn’t want to push her to talk. I knew this wouldn’t lead to us getting back together. This was me still caring about her and making sure she got home safe when some other jerk didn’t.

She stopped when we arrived at her door and turned to face me. She looked up into my eyes for several seconds before she said anything.

“Thank you for doing this. You didn’t have to.” She said.

“I did. I couldn’t let you walk all the way home in those shoes in the rain. You’d catch pneumonia.” I said.

“Most guys wouldn’t stop to help their ex-girlfriend.” She pointed out.

“I’m not most guys,” I said.

“No, you aren’t. You know they call you the monster among men, but you were always a teddy bear to me.” She said.

My lips curved into a smile as I looked at her.

“You were the only one who could get away with calling me a teddy bear,” I said.

I saw her reach up and wipe some tears from her eyes. Why was she crying? Had I said something to upset her?

“Did…did I say something?” I asked.

“No. I’m just a mess.” She said.

“You’re not a mess,” I said.

“I am. I’ve been a mess ever since I left you.” She admitted.

I wasn’t sure what to say to that. I don’t know what I expected her to say, but it definitely wasn’t that. I expected her to say that she was happy and that she had moved on. It looked like she was happier with him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.” She said.

“I’ve been a mess too. I uh…I miss you.” I admitted

“I miss you too Braun. I know we weren’t perfect. We had our problems. But we were so good together? Why did we even break up? I can’t even remember anymore.” She said as she looked up at me.

Where were all these tears coming from? She had always been an emotionally strong person during our relationship. Why was she crying so much? Was it the alcohol? Where was this coming from?

She took a step towards me and wrapped her arms around me and laid her head against my chest and began to cry harder. I wrapped my arms around her and laid my cheek against the top of her head.

“It’s okay,” I said as I rubbed her back.

“I miss you, Braun.” She said.

“I miss you too, Y/n,” I said.

“Will you stay with me?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’ll stay with you,” I said.

She opened the door to her apartment, and we walked in. I texted the guys to let them know I would be staying and to not wait for me out in the car.

“I’m going to go change.” She said before she turned and walked down the hall to her bedroom.

I sat down on the couch in the living room and looked around her apartment. It looked pretty much the same except the pictures of me and her had been replaced by pictures of her and the new guy.

I was looking one particular picture on the end table next to the couch when Y/n came back into the room.

“Sorry about that. This probably looks bad.” She said as she took a seat next to me and motioned to the picture I was looking at.

“It’s fine,” I said.

“I thought he was really great. But I found out tonight that he just wanted me for one thing.” She 


“Guys are dicks,” I said.

“Not all guys.” She said as she looked over at me.

“Most of us are. And even the good guys have their moments.” I said.

**Y/n’s P.O.V.**

Braun and I had been sitting on the couch drinking beer for a couple of hours. It felt just like it used to when he used to come over on Saturday nights. Part of me wanted to lean in and kiss him. I wanted to feel his lips on mine and his hands on my body again. But I knew I couldn’t. This was just for tonight. I would go to bed, he’d sleep on the couch and in the morning when I woke up he’d probably be gone. He was happier now. He was happier without me.

“I really want to kiss you.” He admitted before he covered his mouth quickly with his hand. I knew that he hadn’t mean to say it out loud. But I heard it. And those six words had my heart racing.

“Then do it.” I said before I pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth.

He looked surprised at my answer before he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to mine. His lips were soft and warm, just like I remembered them. It wasn’t a passionate kiss like his usually were, it was soft and gentle, like he was testing the waters.

“I can make you feel so good,” he whispered as he pulled away, his breath hitting my parted lips. “Better than that jerk ever could…if you let me.”

I felt his hand slid up my thigh to the edge of my pajama shorts. This isn’t right. We can’t do this. We’ve both been drinking. We shouldn’t do this.

His hands sent waves of electricity down my leg. It felt like for a moment everything stopped, and all I could do was look up at him as I bit my lip.

“Braun, w-we shouldn’t-“ I breathed out.

“We should, baby. If you didn’t want me, you wouldn’t have invited me inside.” He said quietly before leaning in and placing little pecks to my jaw as his lips moved across my jaw to the spot under my ear.

I gasped as he reached over and pulled me onto his lap. He rested his hands on my hips as he began to lightly suck on my soft spot.

“Stop me if you don’t want me to go any further. But just know if you don’t, I will take you in every single way possible tonight.” He muttered, placing a kiss underneath my ear before pulling away to allow me to give my answer.

My eyes flickered to his lips, and I knew my answer without even thinking about it. I leaned down and connected my lips with his. He reached up and tangled his hands in my hair, molding my lips with his, feeling the way the plumpness of his bottom lip felt against mine as the kiss got rougher.

“Could he make you feel this way, love?” Braun mumbled before grinding his hips up against my core with his hard on, earning an almost silent moan from me.

I wanted him more than anything. I had been longing a month to feel his body on mine, which didn’t seem like that long, but felt like forever to me.

I finally gave in, throwing the last little bit of common sense still in me telling me to stop out the window, letting my hands go to his shirt as I began to unbutton the top few buttons, allowing my hands to yank the fabric off his broad shoulders so I could run my hands over them.

“Braun,” I moaned out, grinding down onto his covered shaft, causing small grunts to come from his lips.

“Yeah baby,”

“Touch me.” I begged.

“Where? Where do you want me to touch you at, love?”

“Everywhere.” That was all he needed to hear before his hands began running everywhere, a pile of clothes quickly forming on the floor as both our shirts were pulled off.

I climbed off his lap to pull my pajama shorts and panties off while Braun took the opportunity to kick off his shoes and pull off his jeans and underwear.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he moaned as his eyes ran over me standing naked in front of him.

I felt a surge of confidence go through me as I climbed back onto his lap and straddled him, and ground my hips down onto his slowly. I leaned in and kissed him again, our moans mixing together.

Braun broke the kiss with a smirk and sat up. He grabbed me and pulled me so that were flipped and I was now underneath him. His hands trailed down my body before making their way up to massage my breasts.

“Could your boy toy make you wet from just looking at you?” He asked as he reached down and ran his finger down my folds before bringing his finger to his lips and sucking.

He leaned down and wrapped his lips around my left nipple as his fingers twisted the other one.

“You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled. “I don’t care what anyone else says. You’re perfect to me, baby.”

He pulled away from my breasts and grabbed his cock and positioned it at my entrance. His eyes looked into mine as he paused, almost as if asking if it was okay for him to continue.

I nodded and he slid his entire length into me. We both let out a groan of pleasure, and I was so turned on from the way he was stretching me. Braun leaned down and began to lightly suck on the spot below my ear again, sucking hard enough to leave a mark as he thrust in and out of me. His thrusts were slow, but hard, and he hit that spot every time.


He reached down and circled my clit with his thumb, adding to the pleasure I was already feeling as the rough pad of his thumb worked its magic.

He squeezed my hips and slowly pulled out before flipping me over onto my stomach. He reached down and pulled my hips up, putting me in doggy positon before he slid back into me, pumping in and out hard. You were a moaning mess underneath him as he pulled my hair into a makeshift pony and lightly yanked

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “could he make you feel this way baby?”

“N-no, Braun.” You breathed out, trying not to cum.

“My name sounds so perfect coming from those pretty little lips, love.” He whispered before 

kissing my neck. He gently bit down and a loud moan left my throat, making my eyes roll back.

“You like that, baby?” Braun grunted. I nodded and gasped when I felt him push me back down into the couch cushion. He began to speed up the pace of his thrusts and I could feel the knot in my stomach tightening.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” He said as he thrust quickly into me. That was all it take for the knot to burst as an animalistic moan left my mouth as I came. He thrust a couple more times before I felt him shoot his release inside of me.

He pulled out and sat down on the couch, engulfing me into his giant arms as we sat there catching our breathes.

“You’re mine now.” He mumbled quietly into my ear.

“But what about-“

“Mine. No buts.”

“Yours.” I said with a smile.

He leaned his head against mine.

“Braun?” I said.

“Yeah?” He said.

“Just so you know, I’m always happier with you.”

Can you do 27 and 21 with Juice when you get time to do so :) thank you for sharing the wonderful writing you do!


“We have to pretend to be married.” “That guy at the bar keeps staring at you.”

Love and adoration


I was laughing at something Tig said, I put my hand over Juice’s arm to keep myself steady after the fit of laughter that I just had thanks to the blue eyed but Juice was far too serious for my liking. I nudged his arm a bit to make him look at me at least for a few seconds, he looked down to me and smiled a little after seeing my worried look. Tig said his goodbyes leaving me only with Juice at the dim bar.

“What’s going on Juice?” I said quietly looking at my friend with worried eyes, he taking a long drag of his cigarette before moving slightly off the table we were sharing.

“I’m going to get us another drink” he said slowly never letting his eyes go off the sight of someone on the back of the bar, I nodded softly and just waited seating there really bored out of my mind, Juice was not being the greatest company at the moment and I had no idea why he was acting so pissy all of sudden.

“We have to pretend to be married”  he said sliding another rum with coke in front of me, I frowned at him immediately and he looked at me with angry eyes that went soft a few seconds later.

“What the hell is wrong with you today, Juan Carlos?” I said looking at him, but his sight was far away from me, looking back at the bar where a tall man with black long hair was drinking a beer, his eyes quickly moving to both of us and staying on me for a while.

“That guy at the bar keeps staring at you.” He said quickly and I nodded with a “so what?” look in my face, I couldn’t care less. I wasn’t looking for a one night stand or making out with a random man at the bar, I wanted to have a good time with my friends. “I don’t want him staring at you, YN” he said desperately

“Did you took something? Why do you care if some random guy is looking at me? I’m not leaving with him, that’s not me” I said taking his shaky hand in between mine, he was pissed and nervous and I felt warm inside at the amount of care he put on me.

“It’s just that…” he said looking at the man once again “Oh fuck it” he said grabbing my face in between his hands and kissing me slowly “You’re mine YN” he said before kissing me multiple times slowly “I don’t like other men looking at you with lust when I look at you with pure love and adoration” he said softly and I grabbed his face in between my hands, smiling at him widely.

“I thought you’d never said those words to me” I said quietly “I’ve loved you since we were both kids, you dummy. You think someone who doesn’t would have stayed after all this time?” I said with a big smile on my face, his coping my features.

“Maybe we should get married someday” he said and I nodded before kissing him softly once again.

Part 1 of 3 prompts by my Pal, Jamie
This uh
Kind of got away from me

“Everybody keeps telling me you’re the bad guy” with jeremwood

    “Y’know,” Jeremy started conversationally. He didn’t bother to pause the video game they were playing, just eyed Ryan and kept his voice even. “Everybody keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

    Jeremy watched Ryan freeze, his hands tightening on his controller. On the screen, Ryan’s character died.

    “Y-yeah?” Ryan’s voice was strangled. “Why would anybody say that?”

    Jeremy’s own character died, and he took the opportunity to turn the game off, putting the controller down and turning to face Ryan.

    Ryan’s knuckles were white around the plastic, and Jeremy had the brief worry that he was going to break it. The thought was fleeting, concern for the way Ryan wouldn’t look at him much more pressing.

    “Ryan.” Ryan still didn’t move. Jeremy had to look closely to make sure Ryan was even still breathing. He was, breaths small and shallow and too quick, but he was. Jeremy tried to keep his voice soft, gentle. “I know who you are, Rye.”

    A pause.

    “How long?”

    The question took Jeremy off guard. He wasn’t sure what reaction he’d been expecting, but this wasn’t it.

    “Excuse me?”

    “I asked,” Ryan huffed, his back stiff, still looking straight ahead. “How long did you know?”

    “You’re not exactly subtle, Buddy.” Jeremy told him. “Wasn’t hard to figure out when The Fakes got in trouble, and you’d show up with more scars all over your body. Did you really think I’d believe you just fell?” He scoffed. “On what? A box of knives?”

    “I-” Ryan’s words died in his throat, and he finally turned to Jeremy. He sighed, suddenly looking like a man years older. “I didn’t want you to get caught up in all of this. I wanted to keep you safe.”

“Safe from what, Ryan? From thinking my boyfriend fucking trusts me?” Jeremy ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm down. “That’s bullshit, Ryan, and you know it. I fucking told you how I grew up. The only person you’re saving here is yourself because you didn’t want me to know.”

Ryan pushed himself off the couch, walking to the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?“ Jeremy stood up, too following. “We’re not finished here.”

Ryan’s voice was harsh when he said, “I think we are, actually. I mean, you said it yourself.” He let out a humorless laugh. “I’m the bad guy, right? You’re better off without me, anyway.”

“Fuck you, Haywood.” Jeremy stepped in front of him, blocking his path to the door. Ryan was taller, but that didn’t stop Jeremy from getting in his face. “You don’t fucking get to walk into my life, make me fall in love with you. Fucking lie to me. And, then walk right back out.”

Jeremy moved closer, backing Ryan against the wall.

“You’re not a bad guy, asshole.” He lowered his voice. “Or, fuck it, maybe you are. But, maybe I am, too, alright? I’m not going to let you just leave.” Jeremy sighed, shoulders slumping. “I love you, Ryan. All of you. I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re The Vagabond, as long as you’re still my boyfriend.”

“I-” Ryan swallowed, looking down at Jeremy. “Yeah?”

Yeah, dickhead.” Jeremy reached up and pulled Ryan down, hand around the back of his neck. “And, right now,” he whispered. “I’d really like it if my boyfriend would kiss me.”

“That,” Ryan said against Jeremy’s lips, wrapping his arms tight around his back. “I think I can manage.”    

Oh, Sister - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Originally posted by skyexwanda

Words: 1020
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: none?
Requested by anon
I love your imagines soooo much <3 You are an amazing writer :) Can I request an imagine with Pietro where reader is Natasha’s sister and is dating Pietro and they’re trying to keep it hidden from her, but she finds out something’s going on between the reader and Pietro and when she goes to talk to her she walks in on her and Pietro making out… Idk if it’s too long or something and you don’t have to do it if you don’t like it…
A/n: I’m glad you like my imagines :)) and don’t worry, I loved the prompt! // guys I’m screaming were so close to 700 followers and that’s really insane omg.


You laughed. “Ha! I win!” Pietro yelled at you.

You rolled your eyes. “You cheated!”

“Explain how I cheated, then.” Pietro raised an eyebrow.

“Well, you’re you. Your face always makes me laugh.” You smiled.

Pietro’s jar dropped. “You are not nice.”

You winked at him and stuck your tongue out- which he took as an excuse to kiss you.

“Hey, Y/N?” Your sister yelled right before she walked into the media room. You quickly pushed Pietro away and pulled out your phone, throwing a controller at him. “Oh, hi Pietro.”

“What’s up, Nat?” You asked, setting your phone down and picking up the second controller.

“What are you guys doing?” Natasha asked you.

“Pietro and I were going to battle in Mario. Care to join?” You offered.

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