i mean i am kinda in love with everyone i follow

being jeon jungkook’s girlfriend;

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

bts; bulletpoints

rated; m (lightly)

  • him taking forever to confess and ask you out
  • by the time he does, you already know he likes you cus his hyungs tease him relentlessly
  • and taetae might have accidentally let it slip his tongue while you were hanging out
  • him being very shy and giggly in the beginning
  • taking you to the movies for the first date, to keep it classic
  • but doesn’t take too long to warm up to you bcus as soon as you’re dating, you hang out 24/7
  • his hyungs whining that they can’t hang out with you anymore cus he’s keeping you all to himself
  • him teasing you every chance he gets, about everything he can
  • if you’re short like me, you’re doomed
  • first kiss is the cutest most innocent thing ever
  • probably just a peck bcus both of you start giggling
  • once you two start with the kissing, he will never stop
  • except for when the guys are around, he’d be too shy
  • so if you want to make him flustered, kiss him while the others are there
  • the first time you make out, it would be super giggly and playful
  • but with time, it would get less innocent
  • him pinning you down against the couch, or you straddling his thighs
  • prepare for when the guys intentionally interrupt a make out session just to tease you two
  • except for jin who accidentally walks in on you and covers his eyes, scolding the both of you (mostly jungkook)
  • him forcing you to play video games with him, whether you like it or not
  • get ready to lose constantly, bcus just cus you’re his girlfriend, doesn’t mean he’ll let you win
  • if you do end up beating him, he’ll pretend like he actually did let you
  • he’d never admit defeat
  • eating together = junk food
  • cup noodles are a go-to
  • the two of you watching weird meme videos on youtube until 4 am while stuffing yourselves with snacks
  • he makes you cuddle with him every time he wants to take a nap, wherever it is
  • “but, jungkook, I need to-”
  • “shh, babe, shh,”
  • *tightens hold*
  • gets incredibly jealous whenever the other guys make you laugh or hang out with you
  • like, he gets too jealous for nothing
  • overprotective
  • but he’s embarrassed about it so he’ll never tell you
  • he will just pretend to be indifferent and not kiss you for awhile
  • but he kisses you anyway cus he can’t refuse
  • on the other hand, he loves the fact that the guys like you as well
  • he values his hyungs’ opinions very much and is a proud boyfriend to you
  • backhugs
  • just a shit ton of backhugs
  • he’ll even give you backhugs in front of everyone else because he fucking loves giving you backhugs
  • the kind where his arms are wrapped over yours, head leaned on your shoulder
  • hates it when you don’t pay attention to him
  • starts poking you or playing with your hair so you’ll do something with him instead
  • you cave in bcus this boy just doesn’t give up
  • him grinning whenever you do
  • him making you do crazy shit
  • like if you’re at an amusement park, he’ll force you onto the craziest rides
  • laughing when you scream
  • makes you eat so many sweets with him
  • if you’re easily jumpscared like me, prepare to have heart attacks on the daily
  • like I said, constant teasing
  • supports you in everything you decide to do
  • cus he firmly believes in following one’s dreams
  • cries more than you whenever you’re sad, cus he hates seeing you like that
  • whatever you feel, he feels
  • that’s why he makes sure to always keep you happy
  • he just feels so much for you
  • but the few times you fight, he can often get angrier than he should
  • which also makes you angrier than you should be
  • he’s probably very depressed afterwards
  • idek who would apologize first
  • but he would swallow his pride and do it first for you
  • is extra cuddly and clingy when you make up
  • makes sure you can’t even hate him if you wanted to
  • preferably the big spoon, it makes him feel manly
  • you probably wake up before him in the mornings
  • he’s a heavy sleeper
  • you have to kiss him to wake him up
  • he’s actually awake but pretends to be sleeping just so you’ll kiss him
  • bcus when he’s not actually awake it’ll take more than a kiss to get him up
  • but when he wakes up before you, he likes to just watch you sleep for a while
  • you’re just so cute
  • wakes you up by tickling you cus he’s a little shit
  • sometimes you get revenge by waking him up by touching his nipples
  • he glares at you and rolls over to pin you down onto the mattress for fucking with him
  • cue playful morning make out
  • possibly more, if he’s feeling horny that morning
  • about sex;
  • takes quite some time to get your relationship to that stage
  • it’s not that he doesn’t want to
  • he definitely wants to, boi, he fucking wants to
  • he’s just a shy little cutie pie and doesn’t know how to approach the situation
  • honestly, it could go on forever that you guys don’t start getting sexually active
  • it would most likely have to be you who mentions it casually at some point
  • like you just casually ask him what he thinks about it and if he’s comfortable with it
  • prepare for a red-faced kookie
  • it will just casually be brought up and then things will be just like normal again
  • until it finally happens
  • once he knows you’re comfortable with it, you don’t have to be the one to initiate it
  • it can kinda be both of you
  • like with everything else, the first time will be very playful and cute
  • but then you will start to discover each other more in depth
  • like each other’s kinks and stuff
  • he definitely prefers being more dominant, but could switch
  • doesn’t necessarily like being too rough
  • he doesn’t want to hurt you in any sense of the word
  • gets turned on by giving you pleasure
  • knowing that you feel good because of something he’s doing is definitely something he likes
  • gets horny often cus he’s still basically a teenager
  • boners from like really odd things that you do
  • like things that aren’t meant to be sexy but he thinks they are
  • like if he’s tired and sleepy and you’re in bed and he subconsciously pushes you away and turns around
  • but then you groan and scoot over and hug him tightly again
  • for some reason that makes him horny because you take charge
  • ik, he’s weird XD
  • but so are you
  • he fucking loves showing off in front of you
  • and always teases that “look what I can do, and you can’t”
  • likes intentionally getting you turned on in public by doing different things discreetly
  • but gets turned on himself cus you’re turned on and instantly regrets it
  • greets you by hugging you and lifting you off the ground
  • jin jokingly flirting with you to make kook jealous
  • the other boys treating you two like babies
  • but are reminded that you are not babies anymore when they wake up to loud noises in the middle of the night
  • acts like he hates when you steal and wear his clothes
  • “baby, you know I don’t like sharing clothes”
  • secretly loves it tho
  • but only uses that as an excuse to get them off of you so you can have some fun no clothes needed
  • constantly sends you memes and ugly pictures of his hyungs saying “you’re lucky to be dating the only hot one in bts, babe”
  • pretends to be a bad boy but is actually a tiny bunny
  • loves you with all his heart, like literally
  • you definitely don’t have to get jealous of other girl idols
  • he doesn’t value looks the most
  • besides, he already thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever witnessed
  • be prepared for an adventurous and fluffy relationship with this boy
  • good luck surviving it
jealous + jeff atkins

plot : y/n is jeff’s secret girlfriend but she gets jealous when other girls talk to him and has to show everyone/and him, who’s he is

word count : 1270

notes : jealous!reader

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Walking into school, your eyes searched for someone in particular.  You found him with his friends, leaning again his locker surrounded by his usual group of friends. He caught your eye, quickly looking away but a smile burst onto his face. You strode past him, moving to your own group of friends. You could feel a pair of eyes on you and you knew who they belonged to.

“Hey, Y/N’s here!” your best friend, Kat hollered.

Your other friends all turned and smiled at you. You returned it, but furrowed your eyebrows. They were acting odd.

“We have news” one of your other friends chorused.

“We think Jeff might be into you. You know the one on the baseball team? Hot Jeff?” another blurted.

You were stunned for a mere second before you regained your composure and laughed.

“Guys, there is no way Jeff Atkins is into me” you glanced at Kat, with a sly smile on your face.

Kat was the only one of your friends that knew about you and Jeff’s relationship. Kat tried to hide her smug smile,

“He’s been looking at for the past few weeks and you should’ve seen how he smiled when you walked in this morning”

You smacked her on the arm for feeding into this gossip and she put her hands up in surrender.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to do something about that then” you winked at them playfully, making all of your friends laugh, unaware of the truth.

“Oh, better act fast then because, Tracy’s on the same mission”

You turned around to see a girl leaning against his locker. They were laughing about something. She was pretty, prettier than you in your opinion. You trusted Jeff, you knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you but you couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling of envy as you watched him openly laugh with that girl. You two had agreed to keep your relationship a secret until he got his grades up since his parents thought a relationship would distract him. But seeing him talk to that girl so freely, laughing and joking, you realized that could’ve been you instead. But you were used to this feeling so you brushed it off.

“No but Tracy and Jeff would be kinda cute, I mean they’ve been working on a chemistry project together for the past weeks and they’re adorable in class” one of the girls in your circle, thought out loud.

“Have they now?” you muttered.

“Yeah and I reckon they would be a pretty good couple”

You glared in their direction,

“I bet”

+

“Hey Y/N, so I have this chem- ”

Jeff yelped as you pulled him into your room by the front of his shirt, swiftly shutting the door behind you with your foot. You pushed him into the wall next to the door, pressing your body to his, trapping him between you and the wall. Jeff’s eyes widened at your position, looking at you questioningly with big eyes. 

“Y-Y/N what’s going on?”

You didn’t reply verbally, simply pressing your lips to his instead. He instantly reacted to the kiss, moving his hands to your waist, squeezing gently. You let your hand rest on the back of his neck while another sat on his shoulder. He mumbled something incoherent and you ignored it. You shoved your tongue into his mouth, but he pulled away as soon as you did.

“What’s up though?” he whispered, leaning his head back onto the wall. 

You dodged the question, answering with another question.

“You’re okay with this aren’t you?” you responded.

“Well yeah of course…” Jeff stopped for a second, gathering his words but you had already taken that opportunity.

You untangled yourself from him and lifted his shirt over his head, You smiled slyly at the sight of his bare body. You couldn’t help but smash your lips back onto his. He accepted you for a few heavenly seconds before pulling away again.

“No seriously, what’s going on?” Jeff asked, worry in his eyes.

“Does it matter?” you panted, looking up into his eyes, getting restless. 

“It does, I don’t want my girl- oh my god”

You had attacked his neck with kisses, sucking a bit longer than necessary with each. You ran your hand up the dips of his toned abs, getting a groan in return. You moved up to his jaw, pecking his lips before making a path down again. You hit just the right place, near the crook of his neck, making Jeff moan in response.

“Y/N”

You smirked at this, trailing your hand down to his belt buckle. You pulled him closer to you but before you could proceed to undoing it, Jeff pulled away for the third time.

“I’m serious, what’s going on with you? You’re not like this normally…” he muttered, breathlessly.

You took a deep breath, you didn’t want to tell him the real reason you were all fired up. You hated being the typical jealous girlfriend.  At your silence, Jeff spoke again.

“Don’t get me wrong, it’s super hot but I just want to know if there’s anything wrong and I want to help if there is”

He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, looking at you with those concerned eyes. Those adorable eyes that you fell in love with. Jeff was so different from the other jocks that he called his friends. A normal guy wouldn’t have questioned this but Jeff, being Jeff, was always thinking about your well being.

“I got jealous” you muttered.

You knew from the surprised look on his face that he heard you. You never really got jealous. Girls always flirted with him and you didn’t blame them.

“What was that?"he asked with a cheeky grin.

That little-

"I got freaking jealous okay?!”

And then he burst out laughing. The nerve of him. You looked away, anger bubbling in you.

“Of who?” he got out in between fits of laughter.

“That girl you’re doing the chemistry thing with”

You finally looked back into his amused eyes.

“Worried that we had chemistry?”

You slapped his chest at the terrible pun. That’s when you finally noticed the red and purple marks all over his neck and collarbone. It was your turn to laugh now.

“Well I won’t have to worry anymore” you smirked.

He eyed you suspiciously before following your gaze. You watched as his eyes widened dramatically and he looked to you like a gaping fish.

“Y/N, how the hell am I meant to cover this up? Everyone will notice!”

"Perfect”

BONUS

“Jeff, man it’s like 500 degrees out, take that scarf off” Jess groaned.

“Uh, no I’m okay” Jeff replied awkwardly.

“Well, I’m getting sick of it” Marcus stated, ripping it off Jeff’s neck before he could protest’

The whole group silenced. Why did Jeff have to wear a v-neck today?

“Oh look who got some last night” Bryce cheered.

“Aww, look at our little Jeffrey growing up. I thought you didn’t do one time things” Justin teased.

Jeff had turned a bright shade of red.

“Damn dude, do we know the girl? Because she’s pretty hardcore” Monty chuckled, eyeing the marks that covered a large portion of his neck and shoulder.

Jeff took a deep breath, playfully glaring at you from across courtyard. You caught his gaze, laughing and winked at him.

God, he loved you.

AU MASTER LIST

So here is a bunch of AU’s that I’ve collected over…. a long time. Enjoy

Awkward Meetings

  • I broke your nose in a mosh pit, sorry
  • I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital, this is sort of awkward, are you okay?
  • You’re getting chased by the police and you just jumped in my car and yelled drive, wtf man
  • You just punched me in the face while gesturing wildly to a friend, your friend can’t stop laughing and im too shocked to respond to your apologies
  • You laughed in a restaurant, but your laugh is really weird and I thought you were choking so I’m awkwardly humping you while attempting to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre and why isn’t this working, you’re just choking harder now this is aweful
  • We met on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame
  • I get really sick on roller-coasters and you are sitting in front of me, im so sorry
  • You’re the bastard who keeps parking in front of my house and you just caught me drawing a dick on your window with a permanent marker… ugh, oops.
  • I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold another fucking shirt and just leave it, I’m going to fucking shove it down your throat
  • You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friends place and I should call the cops by my cat likes you so????
  • You’re my new dealer and you just friended me on Facebook and idk how to react to that
  • You saw me reading the same book you are and now we are arguing about the motives of the antagonist
  • This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and  you’re deathly afraid of flying. 
  • I got into a cab to find someone already inside
  • You thought I was your friend/sister
  • Holy shit, im in the wrong car.
  • I was walking by a roller coaster and your shoe flew off and hit me in the head and now I’m on the floor trying not to fall unconscious.
  • It’s 2am and I’m drunk and I need some salt for my fries and I know your awake so OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR
  • You fell asleep on me in the subway and I should probably wake you up and its my stop next stop but it’s okay, I can always just catch the subway back…
  • I know nothing about camping and all my friends left me at the site. Please, help me, I think I just heard a bear
  • This has been a shitty week and you just grabbed the last box of my favourite comfort food from the shelf, do you really want to fight me rn?
  • We met in a movie theatre and now you’re clinging to me because your terrified and I’m okay with that because it means I get your popcorn.
  • You had a party and I got really drunk and stole your microwave, so now I’m at your place and your super hungover so here, I made breakfast?

Neighbour/Roomate

  • The guy living below me has a really loud alarm clock that always wakes me up at the crack of dawn
  • I went to investigate a scream and found my neighbour standing on a chair to avoid a rat/mouse/cricket (etc.)
  • My neighbour has a really squeaky bed and my bedroom is below theirs
  • You keep stealing my doormat and HAH, I’ve got you this time thief!
  • The apartment above me has left their tap on or something and water is leaking through my ceiling
  • My neighbour’s sibling got the wrong house number and barged into my apartment on accident.
  • My roommate keeps stealing my coffee so now I make extra 
  • You’re my new neighbour and wow man, you have some really weird habits.
  • You’re my neighbour and you are stealing my wifi to watch porn and can you not?
  • You locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so please come into my apartment I’ll make you hot chocolate?
  • I heard you singing at 3 am and joined in and now you’re at my door and wtf mate I think your drunk but your voice is really nice so?
  • I just set the fire alarm in our building off again… sorry. I know its like the fourth time this week…
  • You keep mowing your lawn when I’m trying to sleep and seriously FUCK YOU
  • My new neighbour is really hot and wow I didn’t even like women until now? And now she is in the garden planting flowers in her bikini wow… im in too deep
  • It’s 3 am and you’re blasting off classic rock at full volume and your music taste might be awesome but soME PEOPLE are trying to sLEEP
  • We’ve never met but we shower at the same time and our showers are on opposite sides of the same apartment wall so sometimes we start duets?

Pets

  • I’m out walking and my dog started chasing your dog. 
  • My cat/dog ran away and you just found it but refuse to accept the reward. 
  • We are neighbours and your cat got my cat pregnant… so, wanna raise this little kitty family?
  • My pet tarantula/snake (etc) escaped and I forgot to warn the guy below me who is terrified of snakes/spiders
  • I need you to pet sit my pet for a while and I forgot to mention it’s a snake, the mice are in the freezer. Thanks, bye
  • My cat really hates you cat and that’s the third time this week I’ve had to pry them apart.
  • My cat keeps breaking into your apartment and it ate all your plants… dinner to make up for it?
  • My cat sneaked out on the balcony and into your open window and he has this habit of destroying furniture and pissing everywhere so I followed him inside and you cam home earlier than I expected and found me in the middle of your living room and honestly I’m not a burglar
  • Your dog likes me a thousand times better than she likes your partner and sorry not sorry I love this dog
  • You were walking your dog when you found me passed out on a park bench and thank you for waking me up and buying coffee instead of stealing my wallet

Music

  • I’m on a bus and wow, you’re singing really loudly and everyone is giving you weird looks, hey bud, tone it down, also great choice in music
  • You play Double Bass/Cello and I play 1st chair Violin and we keep making eye contact and damn your super cute.
  • You play in an orchestra and I love these songs so much, plus you’re really cute. Shit man, you’ll never notice me in the huge crowd…
  • Music is kinda illegal and my friend just died and apparently he wrote music and wow I want to know what it sounds like and to play it at his funeral but I don’t know how to. You’re a well-known music dealer, do you happen to understand these notes? Can you help me?
  • I tried to act cool at this concert and I thought I was leaning on a wall but apparently it was a speaker and now it’s on the ground in pieces and everyone’s glaring at me… sorry?

Supernatural

  • I’m a wizard and I just accidently apparated into your house. Oops.
  • I died over 2000 years ago and you’ve been dead for like 2 hours, man, damn it now I have to explain this shit to you. Great.
  • I’m immortal and you’re mortal and I don’t know how to explain this to you and soon enough you’re going to realise that I’m not aging… shiiittt
  • You’re a greek god and I’m the roman counterpart. 
  • I’m a ghost and your alive and I think I’m in love with you…. Fuck. 
  • You’re a faun and I’m a Satry
  • I’m half demon and people often judge me based on my looks, but your blind and wow you actually like me? 
  • I’m a time traveller and I went back in time and wow I think I’m in love with you, fuck this isn’t good, I just faked being George Washington… wait what? George Washington doesn’t exist here? Shit… I actually am George Washington.
  • I’m a writer and your my character and wtf how the heck did you just literally climb out of my first draft? 
  • I’m a werewolf but I don’t want to tell you because my wolf form might be that really small chihuahua you keep mentioning you see when I go out…
  • I’m an android and you’re a human and wow what is that warmth I feel when I see you?
  • I’m a homesick telepath and you’re the poor soul who is receiving all these emotions, sorry
  • Somehow I’m in your body and you’re in mine and shit man being this close to the ground is fucked up.
  • I’m a genie an d you rubbed my lamp so congrats you get three wishes but you can’t seem to think of shit and why the fuck do I have to be stuck with you? Hurry up and think of some wishes okay?
  • I was an awful angel and as punishment I have to be your guardian angel and wow your super cute and nice but I still hate you
  • You keep having strange dreams that turn out to be us in a past life and you’re determined to fine me again but in this life I’m already dead.
  • We live in the year 3090, you’re a scientist and I’m your assistant. Unfortunately and experiment goes wrong and I die. Now you’re trying to put my brain into a robot but its not the same
  • I’m a vampire and I have a moment of weakness, you’re nearby and lets just say it doesn’t end well
  • I’m a dragon and you’re a really hot prince, that’s right, they locked up the wrong royalty.
  • You’re a pirate and I’m a siren and woah… are you asexual? That’s so cool, hey wait, don’t go I just want to talk
  • Your mirror is a doorway into my dimension and I can see everything…. 
  • Listen I am genetically modified and you WILL let me hide in your house
  • Ok, so I panicked and kissed this human so he wouldn’t drown. And I know you don’t want me to keep him, and we can’t let him leave if he knows about us mere people so what do you want to do?

School/College

  • I just got partnered with you in dance class and I can’t dance for shit
  • You’re my science lab partner and how the fuck did you just explode that beaker?
  • I’m an art student and you just found my sketchbook and you’re going through it. Shit man can you give that back, I don’t care how good you think they are just don’t turn that page…
  • You’re the school dork and I’m the school jock and fuck you can see where this is going
  • We are the only two kids who ride this school bus, maybe we should carpool?
  • I thought you were my roomies new boyfriend so I invited you in but your actually the RA of the dorm and now you think I want to have sex with you
  • I accidently flooded the laundry room and you really need to do laundry
  • You’re sitting in my seat in this lecture and who even are you? I’ve never seen you before… wait what, stop checking me out!
  • We argued so much during a class discussion that we both got kicked out and we’re still arguing outside the class
  • You left your USB in the library computer and I had to go through your files to figure out who you are and in the end I read the entirety of this book you’re working on and wow you’re really good?
  • I’m a traditional painter who has to take a basic Photoshop class, you’re a graphic design major sitting next to me and getting sucked into helping me out because Im so shitty at this
  • My pottery bowl exploded in the kiln and I feel like a failure, you found me crying about it in the hallway and are now trying to comfort me and your sweater is really soft wow sorry
  • You and your friends have been playing the penis game in the library for the last five minutes and none of you have gotten above a quiet yell and fuck it I’m trying to study over her so fuck you I’m going to put an end to this game by winning 
  • We are both teachers and at the end of the year we compare how many gifts we’ve received from student and you’ve won for the past three years
  • Romeo and Juliet of the math and English departments 
  • I want to get along with you roomie… but I like star wars… and you like star trek… this isn’t going to work.
  • I usually talk to my friends through morse code in class but… apparently you know morse too… and now you know I think your butt is cute
  • I got cursed and turned into an animal and taken to the shelter and now I’m being adopted by someone who is really hot OH FUCKING NO

Near Death Experiences

  • Wow I was just in a fatal accident and who the hell are you? What is this I’m I dying? Wait no, I don’t want this, how do I get out of it? A deal you say, I’ll take it.
  • You’re an executioner and I’m about to be executed but you can’t seem to run the guillotine, wait what, why are we running away, man you’re my favourite executioner
  • Our plane/boat crashed and now it’s just us on this island. 
  • I just took a super dangerous job and your trying to talk me out of it, but we really need the money
  • It’s the middle of a war and I’m on a ship that you’re ship just torpedoed. Now I’m a prisoner and wow why can’t I feel my legs. I’m not cooperating until I can feel them again. What the fuck do you mean I’m paralysed?
  • I’m addicted to ____ (drugs/alcohol etc) and you found me in an alleyway due to after effects of my addiction (beat up, overdose etc) and decide to take me in.
  • I sold my soul to bring you back to life and I don’t have long left please make this time count

Mistaken and Secret Identities

  • I’m  a thief/hacker/murder and you’ve found out my identity and have been bugging me for days to take you on as your partner
  • I’m a superhero and you want to be like me but in doing so become a supervillain, what do you mean you don’t understand why I’m punching you?
  • I’m a superhero, you’re a supervillain, but we don’t know each other’s identities and we are actually best friends
  • I’m runaway royalty and you’re a commoner, fuck I’m so screwed I need your help, I’ll explain later
  • You think I’m a celebrity and you’re talking too much for me to explain I am defintely not… that dude. What was his name again?
  • You’re a superhero and I’m your best friend and what the fuck man? Why the hell didn’t you tell me? If you had maybe I would be fucking caught with this stupid ass monologue-ing villain
  • I have a very cute neighbour and very thin walls and one day I call you and err… your moans are very synchronised with my neighbour's…
  • I’m a superhero and you’re a supervillain and I saw you visiting kids at the children’s hospital and letting them act like they defeated you and now it’s really hard to punch you in the face

Profession Based

  • Your my mailman and I can’t help but notice that you linger at my door slightly longer than you need to ever since you saw me that one time. Do you want to come inside?
  • I’m a private detective and your my client and fuck man you’re in some deep shit
  • You’re a protester and I’m a police officer. Seriously can you please calm down a little bit, this is my job not my  beliefs.
  • I’m a make-up artist/hair stylist and I you’re an actor/model and are you flirting or???
  • You’re a celebrity and sorry mate, I have to take pictures to pay rent, I know its invasive seriously, sorry
  • You’re a store clerk and fuck, is that my ex? Can I please hide behind this counter?
  • You’re a lifeguard at my kid’s swimming competition and I fell in the pool with all my clothes on and you awkwardly tried to save me even though I didn’t need it.
  • You work at a pet store and I came in to look at tarantulas but somehow we lost the biggest one and its loose somewhere in the store and it really doesn’t help that you’re terrified of spiders
  • I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder. Stop complimenting my muscles for fucks sake
  • We work at the same company and I kind of had a crush on you until I noticed that you’re the asshole stealing my lunch from the office fridge.
  • I’m a firefighter and you live near the station I work at and we talk/flirt with each other a lot. One day me and my team get called to put out a fire and it’s your home ablaze. You don’t make it.
  • I work at a fruit store and you come in almost every day and rearrange stuff on the shelves and then leave. Today you made the apples spell ‘call me’
  • It’s 2am and I was just trying to get home but I left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and I drove into a pole - stop laughing! You’re a cop, aren’t you supposed to be helping?
  • You’re drunk and want my name tattooed on your ass.
  • You always bring your dates to the restaurant I wait at and now you’re here alone… you okay mate?

Winter Times

  • It’s snowing and I usually walk to work but that’s not happening, hey roomie, can you please drive me? Yes I know its 4am
  • I accidently gave all my winter clothes to charity over the summer and not its not so much summer, but I’m broke and hey… could you give me your old winter clothes… maybe?
  • I love the cold, but I promised to visit you for a good 4 months and wow, why did I do this? There isn’t snow here?
  • I don’t know you, but you just threw a snowball at my face, mate, its on.
  • I don’t know who the hell you are, but my roommate has someone over and It’s really cold outside…. Can I come in? Or like, have a blanket, or even a towel?

Old Friends

  • I knew you in high school and I ran into you at a renaissance fair wearing full knight regalia
  • I met you once when I was 12, we started a pen-pal relationship across the world and haven’t stopped even though we are a lot older now. 
  • You were my best friend when we were younger but your family moved to the other side of the world, and we haven’t talked in years. But now your back and wow how did you recognise me when I can’t even remember your name?

Fake Dating

  • I hired you to be my date for a wedding but your super cute, maybe we cannot fake-date? 
  • I’m fake dating you to have someone to vent to on family gatherings while also pissing off my conservative uncle that I never liked and wow… have your eyes always been this nice?
  • We’re both cosplayers and we somehow always manage to meet each other at cons dressed as a popular ship and people always want photos of us in compromising positions and so we always end up fake-dating the entire day but you’re actually really hot and I’m head over heels for you
  • My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you.

Miscellaneous

  • I’m blind and wow your voice is absolutely beautiful can you just keep talking? Forever? Please?
  • My younger sibling is besties with your sibling and even though we hate each other I guess we’ve got to start hanging out a little
  • We are both at a grocery store at am and you offered to arm wrestle me for the last box of cereal, its on!
  • You’re sleeping on my best friend’s couch while your house is being renovated and you have really weird habits like attempting to sing opera in the shower and you keep eating all my Nutigrain 
  • We bump into each other every Friday at the supermarket to buy the same ice-cream and maybe we should eat it together?
  • Our parents are dating and thank god I’m not the only one pissed off about this
  • I went to museum to get some inspiration and then I saw you staring at one of the paintings in awe and wow you just noticed me drawing you and this is awkward
  • I decide to take a shortcut home that involves crawling through a really tight hole in a fence and I end up getting stuck and you just happened to pass by and now you’re laughing at me
  • I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly
  • We are trapped in a bank during a robbery
  • Your country is trying to take over mine and I might be a little attracted to you and stop this it’s really hard to retaliate okay?
  • I was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting romeo and juliet at me
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everybody lives AU | AKATSUKI
• setting — the Last

Akatsuki becomes a mercenary group for hire, as they did in Road to Ninja. 
This is more appropriately named the “everybody comes back to life and somehow things work out AU”… but as promised, 10 Akatsuki members in the timeline of The Last! Designing is fun (esp the village flak jackets) (・∀・)

See more extensive character/AU details below the cut!:

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I’m sick of it!

The following is to everyone from the Eddsworld “paultryk fandom”.

Thanks for ruining this show for me…
If i knew how things would turn out i’d never donate - hell i’d rather spend this money on a whore or two.

I’m speaking for myself and Paul

It’s time to stop and end it.

For a while i have found this pretty funny and safe to be left alone - and soon after it started poping up in random places outside this closed tumblr space it became unbearable. We had to involve Tom in that where he called out people that were harrasing us, called them to stop and sadly… sarcastically stated that the ship was canon (unfortunately that did not help the case). I was waiting for it all to just slowly die out considering the show was over. After leaving it be for a plenty amount of time i received an unexpected email from famousbirthdays asking to clarify the info they got. That’s when i noticed that it’s still going and now when i’m writing this it’s probably too late to change anything…

Seeing how fed up with it I am, I will not try to be nice or politically correct, just so you know.

First of all… thanks!… (in case some of you did not catch it… it’s sarcasm!

For using my real name in those fanfics, arts and trivias! Thanks to some of you dumb assholes if you search me up you’ll end up finding eddsworld gay fanart! (Imagine explaining that to people, friends or even possible boss if he looks me up) 
Also who was the fucking genius that created my “famous birthdays” profile - where most of the info is eddsworld related? 

Some people may say - “But i don’t mix reality with fiction”… Well good for you since your fiction isn’t labeled with your own fucking name! 

Whoever is guilty of doing the above… Fuck you! 

Here’s a little thing you can notice when you search MY REAL NAME!

Here’s the same with google images

  • If you’ll decide to not respect this whole post and want to continue this shithole, at least stop using my and Paul’s names and last names ever again!
    Just shorten it to just “Pat and Pau” or whatever! And stop associating us with those characters!

Second of all…thanks again!… (that’s a sarcasm too… kinda the same one Tom used in his infamous tweet
Because of that I also had to cease all online public conversations with Paul just for our image safety. No matter what, people always needed to butt in those conversations adding nothing else than Eddsworld or comments suggesting we should make out. We talked about swimming - guess what kind of art showed up soon after!
I can’t interact with my friend (who has a wife) because some idiots will immediately gay us out even more - Even the spelled out reason sounds dumb!

Third of all…  Do some of you HONESTLY think that sending me the shipping fanart to my twitter etc. was a good idea!? (For a while i cared less if it was just the pilot character drawn more as a cartoon tribute rather than the fandom) Did you honestly think “Hey i’m sure he’ll love it!” ? I had few situations where i was guest at my friends streams and noticed sudden rise of “eddsworld” related messages on chat and of course  “Where’s Patryk / Paul?”  Same shit happened few times on my own streams.

(Note… I already started to block people sending me Paultryk stuff or having avatars from it without hesitation. To be honest i’m at the point now that if i see someone messaging me with Eddsworld avatar/mentioning Eddsworld etc, i want to block them too for good measures)

Am i unfair? Maybe… I mean i have to get mad at fans of the show that helped gather money for children cancer research! FUCK!
But i just want to end this chapter!
We tried to wait it out… nothing happened… 
We tried to calm you down via Tom… you people went batshit crazy…
We tried to wait it out again… yeah go figure

Neither me nor Paul have any more involvement in Eddsworld! 
Hell i never had any involvement other than donating money and receiving my rewards!

  • If Tord had at least part of the shit i’m seeing now (and i assume he was even more stalked) I can honestly say i fully understand why he left Eddsworld and disappeared.

So if you still follow me because of me being in eddsworld, please unfollow and forget about me! I don’t want to have anything to do with it anymore! 

(Let me repeat myself! You have no idea how hard it is to say that stuff, knowing how much good things this series has done! I wanted to help close off a series that inspired me and help charity at the same time! I NEVER ASKED FOR MY NAME TO BE TARNISHED BY HOMOSEXUAL SHIP FANDOM!)

So here are my last words to people that took paultryk too far:
I seriously don’t give a damn anymore if that fandom cured your shyness, helped you find your lost parents or allowed you to improve your art or anything. 

In short and kinda more in my style, quoting my Narutoe video…

GO FUCK YOURSELVES!!!

Misfire [Chapter 3]

Summary: The four times Bucky tries to ask you out and fails.

Warnings: swear words, that’s all!

a/n: This part is a little different, but it returns to my normal writing style right after the first part. I’m actually kinda sick, so i apologize if this isn’t as good as the other chapters

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2

The Sinkage



Tony has created a chatroom. 

Tony added Wanda, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Bucky, Sam.

Bucky: SAM

Sam: WHAT

Bucky: STOP SENDING ME REJECTION PACKAGES. I DON’T WANT TO DATE YOU

Sam: YOUR LETTER SAID OTHERWISE

Bucky: SHOVE THAT LETTER UP YOUR FUCKING BIRD HOLE, YOU PIGEON-”

Tony: What a pleasant, calm family we are

Bucky: Shut the fuck up Tony. You’re not the one who’s been receiving- 

Sam: Bucky check your door, you’ll find something there

Bucky:  

DAMN IT SAM I WILL SHOVE THIS FLOWER UP YOUR ASS

Clint: Y'all are talking about shoving things up each other’s asses without me? I thought we were a team

Bucky:

Sam:

Bucky: I need a break

Tony: We all do, Mother Russia

Bucky: Why in the ever loving fuck am I Mother Russia? I want to be Father Russia

Tony: Because of your hair, Rapunzel

Bucky: EXCUSE ME-

Tony: How about we all go camping?

Clint: Yeah, okay. I’m out

Clint has left the chat.

Bruce: I’m with him. 

Bruce has left the chat

Tony:

Tony: Natasha? Sam?

Natasha: I don’t think I’m in this time Tony

Natasha has left the chat

Tony: ok you all fucking suck

Tony: Sam?

Sam: I don’t mind going camping

Tony: FINALLY

Bucky: That means I’m out

Tony: Y/N?

Y/N: I’ll join too

Bucky: Well would you look at that!! Nature!! Trees!! Lakes!! My home place!! I’d love to go camping

Sam:

Sam: smooth ass motherfucker

Tony: Very subtle Barnes

Wanda: May i join in as well?

Tony: Of course! Okay so Sam, Wanda, Y/N, Rapunzel-

Bucky: MOTHERFU-

Tony: -and myself. Perfect! See you all tomorrow

Tony has removed Wanda, Y/N, Sam, Bucky.

Tony has left the chat.


Bucky didn’t have Steve to rely on to supply ideas on how to ask you out since he was on a mission with Vision, and Tony would just start blasting Christmas music as loudly as possible to block out any of Bucky’s requests.

He had to science this shit out himself.

And by that he meant that he’d Google it.

Serenade her at the bonfire with an instrument that you can play!” He could feel the vomit rise to his mouth as he turned pink in embarrassment. What the fuck even was this?

Take her out on a walk, offer her something sweet, like candy-

“Are these instructions on how to ask a girl out, or how to kidnap her?” Bucky nearly shrieked and punched the person who spoke behind him before realising it was Quail Boy.

“What the hell Sam?” he yelled, shielding his phone away.

“Look man. If you want to ask Y/N out, I’ll help you. But for the love of God, don’t follow the last one. The first one was perfectly acceptable.” He ignored Bucky’s cries of protest as he flung himself over the couch to join him.

“I wasn’t- I-”

“Oh come on. The letter clearly was meant for the postbox next to mine, and I see the way you carried flowers around for her the first time.” Sam scoffed.

“If you knew about the letter then why-”

“Because it’s fun messing around with you. Now, the main business.”

“I don’t know how to play an instrument,” he mumbled, looking down. Fuck it, he had decided, I’ll take all the help I can get.

“Good thing I know how to play, then.”


When Tony meant camping, he didn’t mean out in the wilderness, trees everywhere camping.

Oh no, he meant massive-backyard-of-my-summer-forest-house-camping-where-there-are-no-wild-animals-and-no-dangers camping. 

“I was told that camping was not exactly in this kind of an environment.” Wanda stared at the large house ahead of her.

“That’s because it isn’t.” Sam answered, equally weirded out.

“We’re not camping inside the house, God. We’re camping a 1 mile and a half away from it.” Tony huffed, trudging forward, leaving the others to follow. 

Sure enough, he led you all through the house and out the back door, not even giving you all enough time to appreciate the interiors, into the thick forest of trees.

A path was made along quite clearly, leading into the thick blanket of trees. The smell of the bark and wet leaves made you smile as you revelled in the feeling of fresh air.

The path took a sudden turn before opening out into a large clearing. The sky was perfectly blue as you could see due to the sufficient lack of trees in this part.

But what gathered the most of your attention was the gorgeous body of water a few hundred metres away from where you were standing. You could see the small movements in the lake as the sun shone off it, reflecting the light in the most beautiful manner,

“Damn,” Sam muttered, everyone either humming an agreement or nodding along.

“I want to build a tent!” Wanda’s accent cut through the silence, making you smile fondly at her excitement. 

“Great, you can build mine too while I go check out how my house is doing, then. Thanks, bye!” Tony said quickly before stalking off, leaving you to stare behind him.

“Pepper would have his head if she was here,” you noted making Sam snigger.

“Hey Y/N. Do you want to go check out the lake with me?” Bucky asked, giving a weird look to Sam.

“But what about the tents?” you asked concernedly, not wanting to leave all the work load on them.

“Me and Wanda can do those. You guys go do whatever.” He rolled his eyes at Bucky, sending you a small smile as he beckoned you towards the lake. “Have fun.”

“Come on.” Bucky gently grabbed onto your hand, sending butterflies into your stomach as he tugged you along with him. “I think I saw some boats there. Do you want to go out onto the lake?”

“Do you know how to work a paddle boat?” You asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Well… no,” he admitted. “But it can’t be that hard, right?”

“I think we’ll be able to manage it.”

It took hardly 2 minutes to get the boat out into the water due to the fact that both of you were pretty strong. Just as it hit the water Bucky leapt in, picking up the oars that were on the floor of the boat and handing one to you.

“If we lose our balance, we’re both going to drown to death.”

“Ever the optimistic one, Y/N.” You simply winked at him, making him nearly drop his oar into the water as he rowed it in sync with yours. 

He was sitting opposite to you, leaning slightly to the left to balance out the both of you, his back facing the evening sun. His metal arm glittered in the light, a thin sheet of sweat covering his skin, and you could swear that he looked ethereal in that moment as he smiled at you, the focused look on his face leaving for a second.

The water ripples made a calming sound, the only noise in the surrounding other than the occasional grunts Bucky made, making you wish that you had a gallon of holy water to wash out the thoughts in your head.

The small chirps of birds made both of you turn your head every now and then to see if you could spot them. It was serenity at its best, and exactly what you needed after being put on back to back missions in this past week.

A small smile overtook your face as you saw the fishes darting around under the crystal clear water, not staying in one place for more than a few seconds.

As you looked back at Bucky to tell him you were almost at the centre of the lake, you found him already gazing at you with an intense look.

“What’s wrong, Buck?” you inquired, feeling fluttery and nervous at the same time under his expression.

“I- I wanted to say something. Well, a lot of somethings, but right now I can only think of a few and give me a minute, I have a lot to-” His usually calm way of talking was knocked off as he looked incredibly flustered.

You looked at the grip he had on the oar, his knuckles nearly white from his grip. You carefully stood up and crossed over, making sure not to tip the boat over as you made your way to him. 

His puppy like stare followed you and it took all that you had not to kiss him right there and then. You sat down next to him, waiting for the boat to stop moving before turning to face him.

“Relax. What happened, James?” The way his name fell so effortlessly from your lips made him weak in the knees. He was a grown, 100 year old man with the mentality of a 12 year old.

“See, the thing is, these few weeks since I-” His words got cut short as his breath hitched at your hand holding his shoulder supportively. He swallowed thickly before forcing himself to continue, trying to get this off his chest as soon as possible.

“What I’m trying to say Y/N, is that I really, really-” he instinctively shifted uncomfortably to the other side, trying to put some space between you both due to how nerve-wracking this was for him.

“Bucky, no! Don’t mo-”

Before you could complete that sentence, air whooshed by your ears before coolness encapsulated you, Bucky’s shriek being the only noise you heard before you were both dunked in water, the boat overturned and floating besides you.

Just as the both of you surfaced, gasping for breath, Bucky contemplated right then and there whether to let himself drown rather than face the reality of another failed mission.


it was getting really long so i cut it off here

last part coming next week!

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How to study while struggling with mental-health

Em Português

  So, I’m new to this studyblr thing, but I haven’t seen something like this before. Studying can be hard while you go on and off with with your illness, and I believe the most important is bending your way of thinking. It’s hard word. But recovery is such a gratifying hard work. 


   You just can’t study sometimes, and that doesn’t mean you’re not being productive. Treat yourself, your body needs rest, food, exercise, relaxing. Everytime you do one of this, you can congratulate yourself. Congratulate yourself, even if it seems so small. In my bad days, texting my best friend is hard. And I let myself feel good when I do it. When I think that only if I’m studying I’m being productive, I tend to loose motivation, and get into the vicious circle of feeling bad brcause I don’t study and not studying cause I feel bad. So I find other ways to feel productive, and increase them until I can put small studies - and them increase them! This might take a few days, or weeks. But remember that you’re trying and that already is remarkable, so do congratulate yourself and do be proud that you got out of bad to brush your teeth. 

 You can try: 

  • Taking care of yourself 
  • Watching a TV show. 
  • Baking something! I love this one 
  • Stretching and walking. It can be just around your room, but it will wake your body up. Cuddle and playing with a pet if you have one. 
  • Reading anything. It can be the dumbest fanfic ever, but it will help you concentrate, so nice one! 
  • Playing a game. 
  • Sketching drawings or random quotes. And this ain’t meant to look pretty, just to be fun. 
  • Coloring.
  • Making yourself some tea. 
  • Anything really!

  “But others are so productive”. You know what is AWSOME? Living when your mind is fighting against you. You’re already formidable for anything you can accomplish because of this. Remember that you’re not to blame on how your brain works, and allow yourself bad days. And every time you do study, don’t ever think “finally, I lost so many times already” but be SUPER proud of you. I am. You’re doing great if you’re searching so much to find helpful tips already.


   Planing is great, but breaking schedules is ok. This happens to everyone, I promise. You wouldn’t blame yourself if you got stuck in the rain, or had to help a friend, right? So why do if you can’t get out if bed? You can’t always control it. So what I do is planing, and instead of feeling bad about what I haven’t done, I feel good about what I have done. Sometimes, looking at lost dates is hard. So I close my agenda and just make a to-do list, crossing the items when I get to them, and never following orders. And remember to put small tasks in your list as well! 


  Have a routine before studying, and have a routine before studying when you’re not feeling good. This helps your brain associate that it needs to concentrate. 

 I have three routines, for example:
 In my normal days, I just stretch, drink cold water and put some music I like and get straight to studying hard.
 On my sad days, I take a cold shower, eat a snack and play some concentration games. Only then I get to studying, and I start with baby steps - I tend to watching videos or listening to poadcasts first. It takes a while, but anything you can do you need to feel proud about.
  On my hipomaniac days, I go for walks or even runs. I need to tire my body a bit or I can’t focus. Then I take two glasses of water and a shower. Only THEN I study, and usually start with reading, to remind myself that while I have a lot of energy and feel good, it won’t do anything without discipline. 

  Find out what works for you. On bad days it will take a while, but if it gets you going, it is more than worth it. 


  Exercise. And again, it is okay when you can’t - and not a privilege of us neuroatypicals. But exercises are good ways to control your body chemistry. I have three exercise routines - again, for normal days in which I have energy, for days when I have less energy and for days in which I have WAY too much energy. You also don’t need to do this everyday, this is me, but have a schedule. And never fear to break schedules. Also, eat healthy.

  Remember: mental illness is all about chemistry, which is frustrating, but also means you can hack it. And not just with medication. 


  Talk about your feelings, and not only when they’re bad. If you can afford a therapist, great. If you don’t, regularly talk to hotlines or trustworthy persons. Or just write about it. It really works to reduce your number of crises.


  Power posing. Talking about hacking brain chemistry! I learnt this from a lecture called Our Body Language Shapes Who We Are, from psychologist Amy Cuddy - you can find it at TED. And it changed my life. Posing like Wonder Woman or all star spread for two minutes gets your cortisol (stress hormone) levels down, and your testosterone levels up! Sounds silly, but it does work. Also, it does look kinda silly so you can laugh and have fun while at it.


  Have safety plans for every bad emotion you feel. I make lists I can look at when an emotion is overwhelming and pick something to do. Things like anxiety crises, sadness, anger, apathy and self destructive thoughts. This will help you reduce the times of this bad emotions and refrain it from growing into worse things, such as episodes. 


  Motivation. Motivation is important to anyone. I love lists - especially because I can hide them if they’re making me feel bad - so I have one for this as well. Things such as: 

  •  I love learning 
  •  Studying is a way of having control over my brain 
  • I want to be a teacher that makes a difference

  I also love listening to Sia’s The Greatest, it’s kinda of my fighting song. If you have one, blast it and perform it ridiculously around your room until your dog is staring at you like you bring dishonor to the family - or is it just my life. 

  Find your motivation and keep it to your chest. ]


  Try out different study methods in different states. Look at posts at studying tips - always remembering that some might not work for you, and that’s not (just) because of your illness, and that’s ok, that’s why they are so many - and use them to build your study routines. Routines are great because they bring safety and help you when you’re lost. 


 Sometimes you can’t control your sleep. It is important to try, however, don’t blame yourself if your brain just make it impossible some days. This is to the folks that are on the bipolar spectrum and like me can go 5 days straight with a maximum of 4 hours of daily sleep. If you know you can’t control it, don’t force it. It will make you feel anxious and you get MORE enrgy and impulsiveness. Tiring your body and brain helps. 

  There are days when it is three a.m. and I just can’t sleep but am not feeling bad. On those days, I work for a maximum of two hours. It is a nice moment for putting your reading in day. But never do this for many consecutive days, you’ll feel like a zombie later. However, it can help with getting something done. And it is especially calming for unrest. 


  Remember that bad days happen and you’re allowed to feel, to cry and rest. And that you’re never a burden when you need help or talk about your feelings. You are only human. Have routines, break routines. Do crazy wishes like decorating a Christmas tree in the middle of June. Pamper yourself. And just never give up. 

Hope some of this helped.

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Dating Dallas Winston would include…

- Sleeping over at Buck’s

- The gang thinking you are just another Sylvia at first

- Earning Dallas’s trust and respect

- Only calling him Dallas when you are angry

“Dallas Winston!”

“Oh come on, what did I do this time doll?”

- Becoming friends with the gang after they see that you are legit

- Dallas getting jealous at the smallest things

- You getting jealous when Dallas starts flirting with other girls

- Getting angry when Dallas is dismissive of your feelings

- Getting upset when he gets arrested

- Skirt lifting

“So I was thinking that after the movie we can- DALLAS!”

“What?”

“Stop flipping my skirt up you perv!”

“Oh please doll, you know I love the view.”

- Hickies just everywhere, places people would see them and places only the two of you could see

- Visiting Dallas while he is in the cooler

“What did you do this time Dal?”

“Don’t worry about it doll, I’ll be out before ya know it.”

- Getting mad at Dally and flirting with Socs to get back at him

- Him reluctantly giving hugs whenever you ask

- Waking up to see your hips covered in small bruises

“Really Dally? You just have to leave your mark don’t you.”

“You’ve got to admit, you look real nice with ‘em.”

“Oh shut it. You know what this means right.”

“What?”

“You aren’t gettin’ nothin’ until these heal.”

“What! No that’s not fair!”

“Deal with it.”

- Trying to get Dallas to take you out

- Dallas trying to mess with you under the table

- Having to stop wearing skirts in public

- Coming to the conclusion that you will never be able to stop him from looking for trouble

- Dallas constantly trying to seduce you

“Come on doll, we could go back into my room and have some real fun.”

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?”

“It looks like you’re sticking your hand up my skirt.”

- Sex in Buck’ car

- Sex anywhere and everywhere

- Safe sex because neither of you want to deal with a kid

- Dallas making midnight trips to buy condoms

- Contemplating whether or not he was just using you for sex

“Why should I follow you upstairs? So you can have a good fuck before sending me on my way again?”

“What are ya talkin’ about?”

“Stop lying to me Dallas. This means nothing to you, but why must you hurt me?”

“You’re acting crazy doll. Come upstairs, we don’t have to fuck if you don’t want to.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, come on broad, you know I won’t kick you to the streets after you give me what I want. I’m not that much of a dick.”

- Dally beating everyone who looks at you in a weird or suggestive way

- Patching him up after rumbles even when he’s being stubborn and insisting he’s fine

- Forcing him to dance with you to a slow song that you picked from the Jukebox at The Dingo

“No.”

“It’ll be fun.”

“Not in front of everybody. I gotta look tuff.”

“I don’t care. Dance with me.”

- Stealing his jacket when he takes it off and making him run after you to get it back

- Play fights that actually gets you hurt because he doesn’t know how to go easy

- Being the only one in the relationship who says the words “I love you”

“I love you.”

“I know ya do doll.”

*sigh* “Seriously?”

“What?”

- Dally showing he loves you but never admits it.

- Poison And Wine by The Civil War lyrics’ “I don’t love you but I always will.” being the anthem of your relationship because he swears he doesn’t love you but he always will love you

- Begging Dally to say I love you and him walking out because he can’t because he is scared

- Getting upset when he leaves you and getting your clothes packed to leave but him coming back and kissing you

- Taking what you can get because you believe he will never say it

- Finally taking that he will never say it or ask you to marry him

“I ain’t that kinda man, doll.”

“You aren’t that kinda man or are you too scared?”

- Dally grabbing your arm when you try to leave after sex

- After awhile you start catching Dally staring at you during the weirdest times

- Late night forced cuddles

- Dallas surprisingly being a great boyfriend, once you earn his trust


Ended up being rather long and I am not even sorry

-C and J

Loosely based on a true story of my friend and his girlfriend during her college graduation and the rest of us just couldn’t stop awwing because GAH

Ao3


Castiel is graduating and Dean isn’t here.

It’s a horrible feeling, knowing his boyfriend isn’t with his family as he walks across the stage, but Castiel understands why, to a degree. Dean works the graduation ceremonies. He kinda needs to do that if Castiel wants  to graduate at all, but still…

Which leads to now, Castiel waiting with his fellow Arts and Humanities college graduates as the timer counts down to zero, at which point they will all walk out into the arena and sit down for about two and a half hours of speakers until they walk across the stage, have their name called, hear applause as they walk across, take the stage helper’s hand on the stairs to avoid falling, and walk back down to their seats as college graduates. It was routine at this point to Cas, he himself having been to enough of the rehearsals whenever Dean was working them to know what comes after what. He had thought he’d feel a little different when the graduation would be his own, maybe with his best friend cheering him on and congratulating him with a kiss at the end, but instead Dean will be somewhere else making sure the entire graduation runs smoothly as a Marshall or helping the vice presidents run errands or something else that he’s done before.

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Reader’s guide - master list of my favourite fics and writers

So I was originally just making this for myself as a shortcut to author’s I knew I liked in different genres for when I want to read something particular, when I figured why not make this a public post so everyone can access it, right? 

All of the present links are to the blog, fic/series, or master list of a writer whose work I adore and all are marvel/avengers based. If you want me to remove you off this list or even just change the way I describe your work please message me and I will do so straight away. All descriptions are only based on my perceptions of the content there is at the time of making the post.

Like most of our fandom and like my URL, icon, blog description etc infer, I’m a slut for Bucky Barnes and this list reflects that. 

Smut City

@buckysbackpackbuckle - Masterlist - okay so this list isn’t all 100% smut but it mostly is and the smut is just so good. Oneshots and a couple short series, mostly Bucky x reader, other ventures include Peter Parker, Lance Tucker and Bucky x Steve x Reader 

@fvckingbuckyandsteve ​ - Masterlist - Basically the URL says it all, pure smut featuring Bucky, Steve, Bucky and Steve, Seb and Chris being sinful with reader, plus a few bonus Avengers sex drabbles and a Steve x reader x Nat oneshot. 

@actuallyasgardian - Masterlist - mostly smutty one shots and drabbles, Bucky x reader, Bucky x Steve x Reader, Thor x Reader, much great sin.

@sebastiansin-221b - Masterlist - Bucky, Seb, and Chris Evans smut goodness, mostly oneshots, a fabulous Stony smut 

@just-call-me-mrs-captain -Masterlist - so much great smut, largely ft Bucky, Steve, Seb, Chris, bit of Nat bit of Sam + more, one shots series and drabbles and some great Bucky x reader x Steve action. 

@fvckingavengers - Masterlist - pretty much, in my humble opinion, marvel smut queen. In one shots and short series, lots of Steve and Bucky, with some Pitero, Loki, Thor, Nat, Tony and Wanda on the side and a generous amount of reader x two-and-even-sometimes-three-character-action

Fluff Town 

@writingruna - Masterlist - mostly mega fluffy/ romantic one shots + bunch of drabbles feat. so many characters we got: Bucky, Steve, Pietro, Wanda, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Thor, Loki, Tony

@writingbarnes - Masterlist - I’ll be honest this tumblr has done SO MANY AMAZING FICS I am yet to peruse them all but from what I can tell its basically fluffy or general oneshots and series, including Bucky, Steve, Tony, Thor, Clint, Pietro, Wanda, Loki, Nat, and Bruce sorted into an impeccably presented series of character-categorised lists

@buckyywiththegoodhair - Masterlist - much Bucky x reader fluff series, one shots and drabbles with a hint of Steve here and there and perhaps a love triangle 

@pleasecallmecaptain - Masterlist - Bucky and Steve x reader fluff city one-shots, a series and a pile of dribbles 

@scarlettsoldier - Masterlist - These are all just pretty sweet even if they’re not all overly fluffy its just kind of a happy time. Features Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader and Wanda x Reader

Mixed

@sebseyesandbuckysthighs - Masterlist - THE BEST AU SERIES YOU CAN IMAGINE: reader x Vampire!Bucky  (I don’t even tend to like AU’s OR series!). Some heavenly Bucky series, many Bucky one shots and some Steve, Tony, and Clint one shots. Angst, smut and fluff, all labelled. 

@backpackfullofplums - Masterlist - fluff and angst and smut, oh my! All Bucky x reader (smut is labelled). Great lil descriptions for each title. 

@buckysplums14 - Masterlist - basically all the Bucky smut and fluff (labelled) you can imagine in the forms of one shots and short series. Features Bucky x reader, Stucky, Bucky x Nat, Bucky x Wanda, Bucky x Reader x Third party 

@after-avenging-hours - Masterlist - smut and fluff and angst (smut not labelled but kinda clear a lot of the time in titles and descriptions). Mostly Bucky, Steve and Bucky and Steve, featuring some Thor, Loki, Bruce, Sam. Oneshots and series. The disney corruptions are an actual work of smutty genius. 

@badults​ - Masterlist - smutty and fluffy one shots (smut is labelled) with a variety of characters including Bucky, Steve, Tony, Pietro, Wanda, T’Challa, Peggy and Clint. 

@marvelfic - Masterlist - smutty and fluffy one-shots and short series (smut is labelled), characters include Bucky, Steve, Bruce and Clint, also features non-romantic Avengers fics.

@stories-from-stark-tower -  Masterlist - one-shots come in fluffy or angst/mega feels with the following characters; Tony, Steve, Bucky, Bruce, Pietro, Wanda, Clint, Nat, Thor, Scott, Loki and Wade Wilson (Deadpool), various drabbles and one Bucky series. 

@mywritingsblog​ - Masterlist - fluff and smut (smut is labelled) with Tom Hiddleston and Sebastian Stan, the actors and various characters they play, featuring reader and various female characters, one shots and series.

@rogersxbarnesx​ - Masterlist - Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers galore, series and oneshots, Stucky and stucky x reader action, and a Wanda Maximoff appearance. Features smut and fluff and some angst (smut is labelled). 

@shieldsshallbebroken - Masterlist - oneshots and drabbles, fluff and smut (smut not labelled), great (and smutty) A/O/B steve x reader x bucky series, links to whopping impressive fics on Ao3

@221bshrlocked​ - Masterlist - Bucky x reader angst, fluff and smut (smut not labelled) one shots and series. Professor!Bucky!! 

@avasparks - Masterlist - Pretty much Bucky/ Seb Stan in many one shots, drabbles, series, featuring AUs, Steve x Reader x Bucky action. Fluff, angst and smut (smut not always labelled) 

@sebbytrash - Masterlist - Mostly Bucky x reader, fluff and smut (smut is labelled), features a bit of Tony and T’Challa with reader too

@bucky-plums-barnes - Masterlist - Lots of cute Bucky x reader prompted drabble, fluff and smut mostly (smut is labelled so are trigger warnings), bucky x reader one shots of the same variety

@imhereforbvcky - Masterlist - Mostly Bucky x Reader, some great series and also drabbles and one shots: angst and fluff but slays me with the smut

Something Different aka “Other” 

@the-life-of-bucky-barnes​ - not fics but Bucky Barnes’ instagram, genius drawings and captions = A+ quality content.


LAST UPDATE: 02/01/17

NOTES: 

  • When i say smut is labelled or not labelled I mean from the master list, most of the not labelled ones include warnings or labels once you click on the stories
  • I intend to update this list over time
  • Please message me if you find any links don’t work or have any other issues (eg. see top of post)
  • Anyone is so welcome to message me if you write Marvel fic and maybe would like to be added to the list I’m 100% open to that and always love reading new content!

I honestly just made this for my own reference and convenience but then thought others would possibly benefit from it too so I hope people find it useful

Zach x Reader: “Say You Won’t Let Go” (Part II)

I knew I loved you then

But you’d never know

‘Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go

You turned your back as the rowdy basketball varsity passed the hallway, with Zach at the middle, eyes following you silently. It has been a week since that night and Zach was actually amazed that you genuinely didn’t tell a soul about what happened, especially when he was so used to girls using his name to be the talk of the hour.

You kept it a secret, and Zach doesn’t know if he should be thankful or disappointed. Somehow, he wanted everyone to know but was really happy because he also wanted that moment to be untainted; he wanted it to remain just your moment.

A moment he can go back to when the weight of the world becomes too much.

Zach was surrounded by his teammates, noisy and boisterous, his perfect atmosphere to drown out his guilt but as he stared at you outside, sitting in your usual table with earphones plugged in your ears and a distant stare in your eyes, he knew he just found a perfect alternative.

Half of the cafeteria literally stopped on its track when his 6’2 figure suddenly stood up, accidentally pushing the metallic chair away as it screeched in protest. He took his backpack and marched towards the door, unbothered by the pair of eyes watching his every move as he continued his journey towards you.

Hands in his pocket and mind full of hope.

This scene was way too familiar and he hoped the ending would be a little different.

“Hey,” he said the moment he was close enough, as if you didn’t see him (who the hell would miss him); you just didn’t expect him to actually approach you. Zach watched as you studied him, once again, eyes so unsure.

Please let this be different.

“Got some space for me?” You dumbly looked at the blank seats around you before looking back at him.

Are you sure?, you wanted to ask, raising an eyebrow at Zach but you saw the silent pleading in his eyes and smiled.

“It’s a tight squeeze but sure, help yourself, big guy.”

Zach almost laughed.

Yeah, this was going to be a whole different story.

He’ll make very sure of it.

“I’m Zach, Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey.” He offered his hands to you and the two of you knew it was more than just an introduction. It was a key to a whole new door that will blast open the moment you two decide to say fuck you to the fates and decide to make one for your own.

You’ve always hated cliché’s anyway; pissing the fates off will be one way to be different.

“I’m (Y/N),” you gladly took his hand with a smile. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N).



I know I needed you

But I never showed

But I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old

That day in the canteen started turning into a tradition, it became a rule. No one was allowed to sit in that table but you and Zach. That was your place and the whole school knew it. They were confused how a nobody like you got Zach’s attention but they knew better than to question it. If they didn’t want to deal with Zach’s fist then they should learn to mind their own business.

“Hey stranger,” you greeted Zach as he slumped down at the metal table in front of you. “Well, aren’t you cheerful.”

Zach peeked at you from his arms and chuckled. “If you see coach looking for me, let’s agree my name is Carlos and I don’t speak English.”

“ You don’t pay me enough to lie for you, Z.” You shot back earning a glare.

“Why are you so mean to me?” he whined, placing his head on your lap, as you placed your dainty little hand that Zach grew to love over his eyes knowing how much it helped him relax even if you have to be the subject of ‘is it normal that your hands are this small’ Aw is my lil’ Zachy mad?”

“Hey! I am not little!”

“I am not talking about your height, darling.”

Zach’s mouth dropped open and he actually removed your hand and gave you another glare “Excuse you, young lady, but you can ask every girl who had the honour and they will tell you I’m everything but little.”

“I don’t have the time to ask half the girls of this school, Zac—Stop! Zach, stop!” You squealed when Zach decided to place you on his lap and tickle the life out of you to teach you a lesson.

“Okay, okay, I’m done.” He said as he tried to make you stop moving around, holding your hips down.

“You’re such a little shit.”

“Oh please, you love me.”

“Debatable.”

“You –“

Your moment in your safe haven was stopped by someone clearing your throat. You saw a curly haired beauty in front of you with a kind smile on her face. Jessica. As if almost on cue, you saw Zach straighten up, his stone cold face made it look like he was ready for war. He was nervous and uncomfortable, on cue; your protective nature woke up from your slumber as you prepared for the worst.

“Hey (Y/N),” you were actually shocked when she knew your name. “Can Zach and I talk for a sec?”

“She’s not going anywhere.” Zach’s jaw line locked and you knew he was mad now.

“Trust me, Zach.” Jessica shot back, staring at him with cold dead eyes. “She needs to go.”

They seemed to have a silent disagreement as they stared at each other almost murderously.

“Hey (Y/N),” Zach’s eyes immediately softened when he looked at you. “Can you get us some food? I’m kinda hungry.”

You stared at Zach, a bit hurt but you knew this secret was theirs to keep, and if he wanted to let you know he’d tell you when you’re ready.

You nodded and gave him a comforting smile. “I’ll be back.” You quickly stepped out of his lap and gave Jessica a once over. You didn’t care who the fuck she was, he better not fuck with your Zach anymore than her little group has.

“Nice to meet you Jessica.”

“You can call me Jess, my friends call me Jess.”

“I know, Jessica.” Jessica’s eyes shot at you and she could almost see Hannah in you: the snarky smile and the witty comebacks were too familiar. It made her heart hurt a bit more than it already has.

She made sure you were inside the cafeteria before she looked at Zach who was also staring at you.

“Are you gonna tell her?”

“She doesn’t need to know.” Zach crushed whatever idea she had in her mind. Since that night he decided he will not let anyone destroy the one beautiful thing in his life.

“She’s your girlfriend, I think she would –“

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Zach shot at her but was immediately dissuaded by Jessica’s sceptical stare. “.. yet.”

“Zach, look,” Jessica was careful not to touch him when she walked near. “I can see it, hell the whole fucking town can.” Jessica waited for Zach to look her in the eyes. “You love her. And no matter what the fuck happened between us you are still my best friend Zach and I … I just want you to be happy again and I know she can do that.”

Zach smiled sadly, taking Jessica’s hands in his. “Thank you, Jess.”

“But if you plan to take this any further,” Jessica added, gripping Zach’s hand. “You need to tell her.”

“Are you sure?” Zach asked, knowing she was also part of the problem too.

“It’s your move to make.” Jessica whispered as she eyed you about to go out from the cafeteria with a few snack on your arms. “You deserve a peace of mind.” Jessica patted his hand with her free one. “At least one of us can be happy again.”

With that she gave him one last smile and walked away.

“Hey,” Zach watched as you cautiously sat next to him, his hands automatically pulling you close. “Are you okay?” You looked up at him.

Zach stared at you, making you a bit uncomfortable, making you feel bad for all the times you unconsciously studied him “Jess was just slapping some sense in me.”

You laughed. “Well, that makes the two of us.” Zach poked your waist making you flinch and giggle. “What’d she say?”

And just like that a switch turned on inside of Zach as he suddenly turned serious, his eyes only looking in yours. The world seemed to turn deaf in both your ears.

“About how I should probably ask you to become my girlfriend.”

You were dumbfounded and Zach was scared shitless. Zach almost closed his eyes but preferred to look into yours as different emotions passed in it. He probably ruined everything in that moment but if you didn’t agree to it then he was willing to beg on his knees for you to forget everything he just said.

“(Y/N)?” You were dragged back down to Earth by his nervous features; you decided to take him out of his misery and managed to place the smallest of kiss on his lips that he wasn’t even sure it happened.

“Take me out on a few dates and I’ll think about it.”


EEEEEEEEEY HERE’S PART 2 (there will be at least 2 more parts for this series)

J/C Fic

First and foremost to all my new followers…and there seems to be a decent amount of you. That kinda makes me nervous, but…I am a shipper. I ship end game. I don’t care if you’re a shipper/neutral or anti. All are welcome if they wish. I only care if you’re a hater. If you are, kindly move along. I have no time for negativity. I typically write S/C stories, with the occasional Outlander one thrown in.

Fic prompt from @massivelycasualtyrant

While I know she wanted something sexier, the story she gave me could not have been anything that what it became. I swear I had ghost around me. My ghosts, writing this. I didn’t want them, but they were there.

I cannot write Jamie for the life of me, and I hate that I can’t, but there you have it. But it’s his story and only he could tell it.

Originally posted by yellowfeather84

Pernicious Bliss

I gripped the shift, thin and worn, like it was still draped along yer body… 

With a thunderous howl, the wooden door was wrenched open, Jenny appearing on the other side. I could see her brush the soot off her skirts, but I dinna look up. I could feel m’heart beating something fierce; racing round like Jenny’s wee bairns after the chickens.

I felt the dress ripped from my grasp, and a tear sprung from its edge. I stood quickly, ducking out from under the cubby, but looked down upon my sister with an anger I could feel surgin’ inside of me.

“Give it back.”

She stood back, holding the shift up high, tight in her hand. “She’s gone, Jamie. Ye said so yerself. Why must you keep bringing her back?”

“Janet Murray,” I could hear my words, steady and firm, “Ye give me back my wife’s clothes, or I

swear- “

“Swear what?” Jenny stood before me, her eyes blazing, “Ye canna do a thing to me, James Fraser. I come to tell ya the red-coats have gone, so ye can ferret back up to yer hole in the hills, and I find ye frozen in place, wi’ your face in her shift. She’s gone.”

I pulled the shift from her fingers, holding onto it for dear life. I wouldna let go of this, the way I had with her hand that night, so long ago.

“Aye. She’s gone,” I agreed. “I’m reminded of it every day. Claire was,” I stood straight as an arrow, my voice lowering, “Claire is my wife.” I was quiet, our anger equal in fierceness, but on opposite sides. “And what do you mean by hidin’ this from me all this time?” I waved the shift in my fist, before bringing it to my nose and closing my eyes. Her memory always pricked my skin like a thistle, but I felt alive in that pain; her face reflecting back in my blood.

I grabbed the bag Jenny and Ian had filled wi’ food and trinkets to keep me entertained, and stealin’ a quick glance outside to make sure the soldiers had disappeared as quickly as they had come, fled back to the home I had lived in for nearly six years.

Wi’ the red-coats so close tonight, I couldna make a fire. But as I sat in my cave, the chill of the wall against my back, I ken I wouldna be cold tonight. I breathed in her scent, faint, but still there, “Ah, mo nighean donn, you’ll keep me warm, will ya not, Sassenach? Ye always could.”

“Jamie, everyone’s awake,” she hissed, pushing my hand away from her breast.

“Aye, everyone is,” nudging my morning wakefulness against her round behind. She laughed a laughed that warmed my soul each time it floated passed my ears.

She tried to pull away from me, giggling “Your feet are cold.”

“Hmm…I ken you’ll warm em up.”

She turned over in my arms, her breath hot against my lips. I kept trying to catch them, but she’d keep on pulling away, giggling, before coming close again.

“Sassenach,” I growled, before showin’ her I could take what I wanted. I gripped her body, pullin’ her into me. She ran her fingers along my side, just in the wee spot she ken would always get me. I laughed, lettin’ her break free, until she rolled on top, pinning my arms above my head.

“I win.”

“Did ya now?” I quirked my brow nudging my cockstand against her bottom.

She laughed, her body falling atop mine, pressing her breasts against my skin, my arms free to wrap round her body. I buried myself in her hair, inhaling, and she whispered in my ear, scratching her face across my beard, “What is it you want, Jamie?”

I fell against my blankets, her shift, heady wi’ her scent, even after all this time, whirling around my brain.

I closed my eyes, taking hold of myself through my breeks. It had been so long, I dinna want to disgrace her wi’ what I was doin’. But I couldna stop myself.

“Could ya maybe, Claire?”

I could hear her answer, it came through the cave softly, and wrapped around my body, keeping me safe and warm, as she took my cock in her hand.

Each night she’d come. I’d watch her face lookin’ upon me from the walls; her smile caught in the steady flow of water, dancing along the stones, hiding in between the cracks, before bursting through the other side with fire and light.  I would feel her hand upon my cheek, her breath upon my lips. She was soft, those nights. Her skin chilly and smooth. Pernicious bliss, I thought with a smile. She was lovely in the dark. Almost hidden, my thoughts only allowing for fragments of her to come through.

“You know I’m not really here, Jamie,” she would say.

I would just hold on tighter to her shift, curling myself into her body.

The nights a fire was lit, though, she was fierce. Her anger, punching me in the chest, ferocious and strong, leaving marks, wounding my flesh. Or was tha’ me? She was strong and passionate, then. Would push me to the wall, grabbing and fighting, thrashing about. She rode me hard, those nights. Taking her own pleasure wi’ every part of my body; her hair wild, falling across her shoulders. She was strong in the fire.

Some nights, she’d walk away from me. I would see the shape of her through her shift, the dampness causin’ it to cling to her hills and valleys, just so. Her nipples pointing hard through the thin cloth. As the ember flame perished, I’d shiver. I’d call her back, my legs not moving to run for her. She’d duck, curling herself around the edge of the cave so that all I’d see were her fingers clinging to the stone. I’d call out to her, my throat hoarse from the smoke and chest tight wi’ fear.

“Claire!”

I’d wake with my hands bloodied from the ground, the dirt itching under my nails. I’d look to the entrance, the light barely shining through, and she wouldna be there. She wouldna be there until I breathed her in, calling her forth, again. Then, she’d come.

My heart would warm, beating faster beneath my chest.

“Oh, mo chridhe. You are a sight.”

I’d watch her dance in the cave, the dark, damp walls turning to the blue paper of the Laird’s room. Our room. She’d sing songs to me, from her time. Songs that would make me laugh, and she’d laugh along wi’ me. She’d take my hand, pull me up beside her.

“Dance with me, Jamie.”

“Ye know I canna dance, Sassenach,” I’d say.

“I can’t sing, has that stopped me?”

I would laugh, hearty and healthy, “Nah. And I would never wish ye to.”

And we would dance, her voice echoing around the cave, bringing it to life. All the creatures hidden in the dark would slink out, coming to clap and stomp their feet as we did.

We’d fall into the piles of blankets and I would kiss her deeply, lifting her shift up, and I would push inside her. My name would fall from her lips, and the creatures around us, would leave us in peace.

Some nights I was quick. Some nights I would take my own pleasure inside her body, forgetting her. Other nights, I would love her in every way imaginable. I would kiss every part of her, leaving a trail of heated flesh that would bubble up in the cool night air. I would nurse from her breasts, let her nourish me, before moving on. I’d play around her tummy, my tongue tickling her by her sides, and she’d push me away in fun, but she’d always pull me back. Back into her.

I would taste in her most private of places, her honey pooling on my tongue as her legs would tighten around my head. And when she called to me, when she would beg to be taken, only then, would I enter her, swiftly and to the hilt. And I would be home. We would be home.

I turned my head, my fingers drawing across the scars on my back. The scars she left from the night before. I set her aside, dropping the shift to the blankets, and I would brush away the dried blood, only nothing fell away; so, I’d feel again, but the marks under my fingers were old. Nothing remained but scars from so long ago.

I would break. I would fall to my knees, cursing you. Cursing God! I promised I would gladly walk through two hundred years of purgatory for ye Claire. But did ye have to punish me yerself, while I did?

I settled myself in, one hand tucking under my breeks as the other held yer shift to my face, once more. I closed my eyes and ye came to me with yer hand open, taking hold of mine, beneath the breeks. I could smell yer hair all round me.

I buried myself in her hair, inhaling, and she whispered in my ear, scratching her face across my beard, “What is it you want, Jamie?”

“You.” I dropped the shift, wet from my tears, from my hand and let it fall into the fire.

2

Truth or Dare, Princess

Summary: When the boys are stumped on a case he sends them to the reader. That one case leads to a more permanent relationship with the boys, and ultimately her falling in love with Dean…and Cas. There’s always been something about the reader they’ve loved and a game of truth or dare let’s them explore it. 

Word Count: 4816

Author’s note: SMUT SMUT SMUT!!!! I absolutely LOVE this one guys!! Just as a warning the plot doesn’t 100% follow along with the shows plot. Tell me what you guys think about this one!

You’d been hunting with Sam and Dean for the past year, your paths crossed on Arachne case. Bobby had referred the boys to you, you weren’t a hunter but you focused on lore. After telling Bobby how confused they were he sent them your way, but you never knew how important that one small decision would be.

Bobby had set it up so the boys would meet you at the library you worked at, it was a cover for you. The first and second floors were all normal books, but the basement was specifically for lore and hunters. You had hunters file in and out, and you helped them the best you could.

When Bobby had first suggested you to the boys Dean smirked, “She seems like just your type Sammy, nerdy”. Bobby just smiled to himself about Dean’s comment, he knew the second Dean saw you he’d be sold. Sure you were smart and loved books, but you were also incredibly beautiful.

Sam rolled his eyes, “Dean you of all people should know not to judge someone off of what’s said about them”. Bobby continued telling the boys where they could find you, and how he’d set up the meeting. The boys were in need of help so they didn’t mind. Bobby placed a call to you and then the boys were on their way.

It was closing time, which meant it was just you. You were excited but nervous, Sam and Dean Winchester were legends. Before you knew it you hear the sound of a bell, and eventually two men walked in. Taking in their descriptions you knew it was Sam and Dean.

They made their way over to the counter, and the closer they got the more you realized how incredibly good looking they were. Dean leaned against the counter, “Hey princess, you must be (y/n)”. You felt your cheeks begin to redden, “Yes I am, and you must be Dean”. Hearing him call you princess set butterflies a flight in your stomach.

He grinned, but before he could reply his brother cut him off, “ Thank you so much for even helping us, so is this whole library yours?”. Dean rolled his eyes, his brother was cockblocking him. You smiled realizing how beautiful Sam was too, “Yes…kinda…my aunt left it to me when she passed”.

You had always been close with your Aunt, and she was a hunter. She’d be good friends with Bobby and she was the reason you were even in this lifestyle. Sam forced a smile feeling bad for bringing up something so emotional, “I’m sorry, losing someone is one of the worst things to go through”.

Placing a stray piece of hair behind your ear you replied, “It is, but it’s good to have this place. It reminds me of her and hunters always come in telling me stories. I mean we all know death is never really the end..but enough about me how can I help you guys?”. Sam tried not to laugh but he found you incredibly cute, especially how you babbled on.

Dean licked his lips, he had about a thousand different ideas about how you could help him, “We’re having trouble figuring out what exactly we’re hunting”. You smiled, “Well I think I can help, follow me”. You started to lead them down to the basement while Dean let his eyes roll to the back of his head mouthing, “Oh my god” to his brother.

Sam shook his head in annoyance, he believed there was a lot more to you and didn’t want you to become one of his brothers flings. When you finally got into the room you pulled out your laptop and set it on the main table, “Okay what can you give me?”.

Dean raised his eyebrows, knowing exactly what he could give you but once again Sam intervened, “One of the witnesses said the creature had mottled skin and double sided irises”. You knew exactly what it was, but you were sad things were over so easily. Both brothers pulled a chair up next to you and you felt flushed being in the middle of such an attractive sandwich, especially with the way Dean was looking at you.

You pulled up the file, “I think what you have is an Arachne I know they’re only-”. Sam chimed in, “located in Greece”. Dean wanted to throw up, it had been five seconds and you were already finishing each other’s sentences. He placed his hand briefly on your knee sending shivers down your spine, “So how do we gank the son of a bitch?”.

You bit your lip trying to stop your mind from where it was going. You hoped Dean hadn’t noticed but he did, and he grinned realizing his effect on you. Turning to him you explained, “Decapitation is the only way they can be killed, and Sam I think ever since the apocalypse creatures have started appearing…it’s strange but-”.

Sam laughed, “Strange has become a regular adjective to describe our life”. Sam was amazed, it took you about a minute to know what the monster was and only with a few details. You got up, “I guess that solves things, I hope I was worth it”.

Dean got up too, “Oh trust me, you were so worth it”. You blushed again, obviously picking up on what Dean really meant. Sam added, “It was incredible how quickly you knew what we were hunting, thank you so much”.

Dean grinned, “You know we should get your number for future cases, you’re a lot easier to look at than Bobby” he finished his sentence with a wink. You laughed, “I don’t know Bobby does have this vibe to him…”.

Both brothers laughed but you finally said, “ I’d love to hear how the case goes, and I’d love to help out again”. You leaned down to write your number on a piece of paper and Dean raised his eyebrows to his brother again, signaling how good at this game he was.

That case started the relationship you had with the Winchesters. They called you to tell you how the case went, and then to ask for help on the next one, and then the next. Finally after a couple months you decided it would be easier to move into the bunker.

Bobby found someone to take over the library for you, a friend of his named Garth. You were happy to move in the Winchesters, the library had become the only family you’d had but at the end of the day it was just a building. It was a place filled with memories, but none that truly belonged to you.

Sam had become a close friend, while Dean had become somewhat of a love interest. Which meant; you were hopelessly in love with him but you weren’t sure how he felt. He flirted with you, but you never took it seriously because you soon learned Dean flirted with everyone.

On some cases you worked with their friend Charlie, she was similar to you. She loved fictional worlds, and shared your nerdy tendencies. A friendship soon formed, and you were thankful to not always be the only girl in the house. You told her everything, especially your feelings for Dean.

There was one other person you became close with, Castiel. You were working on a case about angels and Sam called him in to help you. From the moment you saw those piercing blue eyes you were sold, your heart confused at what you felt for both him and Dean. You justified what you felt with the fact that you didn’t even know how Dean felt.

You still remembered the first time you’d met him. You were in the library all alone when he walked in, a determined look on his face. His voice was low, “You must be (y/n) from Dean’s description but you don’t look hot you look of normal temperature for a human”. You laughed instantly, so this is what angels were like.

You stood up, “I’m guessing you’re Castiel-”. You lost your train of thought when you looked into his eyes, mesmerized by their intensity. Finally you caught yourself, “I’m sorry I’ve never met an angel before I-”. He smiled, “It’s okay, I haven’t met a human like you before” he said looking you up and down.

With the pressure of his gaze you felt uneasy, “Would you like to get started, I think we might be dealing with an archangel but I’m not sure”. Castiel sat down next to you and you couldn’t help but think about how close his body was to yours. Your mind started to drift so you tried to pull yourself back, but out of the corner of your eye you saw Castiel smirk.

You needed to bring your mind back, “What does this look like to you?”. Again Castiel grinned, but you just ignored it. He placed his arm over your chair and leaned forward looking at your computer screen, “I think your assumptions might be correct, but we need more evidence”.

You felt relieved that you knew what you were dealing with, until you realized your mind was drifting again. There was so many questions you had about angels; did they have sex or was that a sin, what can they really do with their grace, could angels even get hard?

You were too busy to notice the way Castiel was looking at you. The thing was you’d forgotten one essential thing about angels, they could read minds. Castiel heard every impure thought you’d had, and he was amused by them. On the outside you were so innocent, but he was starting to know how much your desires changed you.

This was something he could use to his advantage, you still thought he was innocent too. He rubbed your thigh lightly, “Are you okay (y/n), you seem distracted?”. You snapped out of your thoughts, but nearly went right back in when you realized how he was touching you. Trying to play it off you forced a laugh, “Yeah sorry, this has been a lot….the case”.

Castiel just smiled, you would be fun. From that moment on Castiel became very interested in you, but you never knew what he was really thinking. Could angels even flirt, could Castiel even flirt? You were in a constant whirlwind of emotions between him and Dean.

You were in the library with Charlie and Sam, obviously researching, when Dean walked in. Castiel trailed behind him, they both looked happy. Dean sat next to you, “Hey princess, what do you say we do something a little more fun?”.

Your heart started to race thinking about what fun could really mean so you missed the look Castiel gave Dean. After a second of letting you go crazy Dean added, “WE all could do something a little more fun”. Finally your heart slowed down, he was talking about everyone.

Charlie was excited, “Okay Dean what did you have in mind?”. The look that formed on Dean’s face sent shivers down your spine, he was up to something. He grinned, “We’re going to play good ole truth or dare….but sexual”.

Sam rolled his eyes, “Really Dean, what are we 16?”. You laughed at Sam’s comment, this did seem a bit juvenile. Dean put his hands up defensively, “Come on Sammy I think we’re all dying to know how innocent (y/n) really is”.

Suddenly all eyes were on you and you felt your entire face turn red. You smiled sheepishly, “Uh-”. Charlie cut you off, “ We’re in” she winked at you. You gave her a look but she didn’t care, she knew this might finally push you to do something with Dean.

Dean clapped his hands together, “Good, now who should go first…”. Again the whole room looked to you and you just shook your head. You rolled your eyes, “Okay, me I guess”. Dean looked to Castiel before looking back to you.

He grinned, “So truth or dare?”. You felt like you’d be screwed either way, “Dare”. Dean’s jaw dropped and the entire room cheered at your decision. Dean licked his lips, “I’ll start easy; I dare to tell you to tell me one of your kinks”.

Charlie started laughing and the rest of the gang became a thousand times more interested in what you were about to say. To the gang you were the innocent one, but if only they knew how you really were. You closed your eyes summoning up the courage, “Well you guys can’t judge me”. Dean had a weird look in his eyes, “I wouldn’t dream of it princess”.

Maybe it was because it was already extremely late, or the fact that you’d been thinking about Dean all day, regardless you told them the truth. For once you had the courage to let them know just how “innocent” you were.

You exhaled, “I like when people are really dominant…not just telling me what to do but just reminding me I’m yours..you know…like I better listen to….”. You decided to quit while you were ahead and you hid your face in Charlie’s shoulder. Charlie grinned, “Daddy…she was going to finish the sentence with daddy”.

You wanted to kill her, you weren’t embarrassed of what you liked it you were just shy. Dean tried to hide his excitement, he was so instantly turned on. Finally you looked up and you felt on fire between the looks Castiel and Dean were giving you.

Dean smiled, “Don’t be shy about it princess, to make things fair I’ll tell you one of mine”. You bit your lip in anticipation, there was no way to keep your thoughts pure now. He grinned, “We go hand and hand, I like being called Daddy and knowing I have a good little girl who listens to me”.

You squeezed your thighs together tried to stop the throbbing. Sam got up, “I didn’t need to hear that I’m gonna-”. Dean laughed, “Don’t act so pure Sammy we share a wall so I know what you’re up too”.

Sam looked from his brother to you and his whole face became a deep shade of red. He ran a hand through his hair, “Fine Dean, but I also don’t feel like hearing what gets you going”. Dean winked at you before saying, “Fine Sam, but I have a feeling the rest of the room is extremely interested”.

You felt yourself already getting wet, Dean was obviously talking about you. Sam rolled his eyes and excused himself. Dean didn’t skip a beat, “Alright princess, now it’s your turn to ask someone”. You decided that you wanted to ask Castiel a question. You grinned, “Castiel, truth or dare”.

Reading your thoughts Castiel knew picking truth would be a lot more entertaining, “I chose truth”. You tried not to blush, “Do angels have a sex drive or is that a sin?”. Castiel smiled, this would be so easy.

He looked to Dean and then you, “I have a sex drive, I may be an angel but I can be as sinful as I want”. Castiel looked you over while saying the second part, and the intensity of his gaze sent shivers down your spine.

Charlie spoke up, “Guys I know I don’t bat for your team but don’t bench me!”. Castiel turned to her and asked a question, “What is your favorite part of a woman?”. Charlie thought it over for a second before giggling.

She shrugged, “I’m a tits kinda girl I guess”. The boys both laughed and so did you. Somehow Charlie could make the most weirdest situations funny. She held up a finger, “I almost didn’t notice Cas but you didn’t ask me truth or dare, which makes that a clear violation. Which means you must now do what ever dare I chose”.

Cas nodded his head, he was a man of rules. Charlie giggled again, “Since you’re as sinful as you want I dare you to whisper the dirtiest sentence you can think of into (y/n)’s ear”. You jaw dropped a little, would you be able to handle that?

Castiel just nodded his head again and within a second he was next to you. With one hand he delicately moved your face towards him, and trailed the other up your thigh. You closed your eyes and felt his lips graze your ear, “I want you to be a good little girl for me and let Dean fuck that pretty little pussy of yours while you suck my cock”.

You bit your lip hiding a moan, you wanted so badly to say, “Yes daddy” but you remembered where you were. To your surprise after he was done speaking he kissed you below your jaw. Charlie and Dean were going wild.

Just like that he returned to his seat, leaving you wanting more. Charlie raised her eyebrows, “From how (y/n) is reacting I guess you weren’t lying”. Feeling all eyes on you, you were eager to divert the attention. You looked to Dean, “Truth or dare?”.

He leaned forward, “Dare princess”. You gulped, unsure of what to ask. You wanted to dare Dean to take you right there on the table, but you needed to control yourself. Smiling you said, “I dare you to tell me why you keep calling me princess”.

You figured that would be an easy question and that maybe the throbbing and desire you felt would stop, but you were wrong. He licked his lips, “I like how worked up it gets you, from the first time I called you it I saw what it did to you”.

You felt yourself beginning to blush again, unsure of what to say. Suddenly Charlie got a text and her entire demeanor changed. She sighed, “The bat signal has gone off guys, looks like my night is done”. You were sad that Charlie had to leave, and nervous that you’d be left with the boys.

She hugged you and everyone gave their goodbyes. Getting up you said, “Well that’s my night too, sorry to disappoint boys”. Dean looked up at you smiling, “You never disappoint princess”. You found yourself smiling but before you could walk out Castiel got up.

He reached out a hand, “The least we could do is walk you to your room”. That would be nice, and it seemed innocent enough so you agreed. They got up and gave each other weird looks, which made you rethink your decision.

Pushing it to the back of your mind you continued walking forward. It was a short walk to your room and before you knew it you were there. You opened the door and they both leaned on either side of the frame, “Well thanks guys, I guess I should go to bed”.

The truth was that you didn’t want to go to bed, you wanted the both of them like Castiel had suggested. You were too shy to act on it so for right now it just occupied your thoughts. They looked to each other and Castiel spoke up, “Your mind suggests otherwise (y/n)”.

You were confused, “My mind?”. They grinned now, a look of satisfaction on their faces. Castiel explained, “You’re a very intelligent girl (y/n), but you’ve been incorrect about the most fun part of being an angel; reading minds”.

There was no hiding it, your face turned bright red. You tried to remember everything you’d been thinking about, especially the dirtier stuff. Castiel laughed, “Yes, I’ve heard everything…you’re a dirty little thing”.

Now Dean chimed in, “I can’t believe I thought you were so innocent, I think it’s time we treat you like the dirty girl you are”. Your mouth just opened as you felt your desire growing, unable to respond.

Castiel got closer to you and again lifted your chin up with a finger, “Be a good girl and answer us”. Somehow you found the words and said, “Yes Castiel”. He turned to Dean smiling, everything was falling into place. They followed you into your room as Dean closed the door behind you.

Castiel added, “I want you to call me commander, think you can do that baby?”. You nodded your head but remembered what they wanted, “Yes commander”. Dean grinned, “Look how quickly she catches on, this will be fun”.

You just gulped, waiting to see what their next move would be. Castiel shook his head, “I can still read your thoughts (y/n), so eager”. Biting your lip you still waited to see what they’d tell you.

Dean looked you up and down, “I think I wanna play with her for a little while you watch, is that something you’d like princess?”. Your breathing became more rapid, “Yes daddy”. Dean lead you towards the bed, your back against the headboard.

He bit his lip, “Let’s get you out of those clothes”. You started to lift the dress you’d been wearing, leaving you in just your baby blue bra and panties set. Dean groaned, “Fuck Cas, look at how beautiful she is”.

By now Castiel had sat in your desk chair, lightly palming himself through his jeans, “Breathtaking…”. You felt yourself getting wetter with all the attention and anticipation. Dean turned your head towards his, “I’ve wanted to do this since the first day we met”.

He lightly placed his lips on yours while his hand cupped your cheek. The kiss ignited a flame of desire in your core, you wanted more. When it was over he slowly dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb, “Fuck you’re amazing”.

You were so needy, “Dean..I-”. He shook his head and brought his hand to lightly grasp your throat, “Daddy”. It made your breath hitch and your core soaked. You blinked, “Daddy, I need more”. He removed his hand and kissed your forehead, “Good girl”.

His hand trailed down your stomach and slipped under your panties, he slowly inserted one finger inside of you and you moaned. Dean took his finger out and sucked on it, “You taste so good princess”. You watched him with your mouth wide open, so turned on.

Dean moved down the bed, bringing himself closer to your core. He slowly took off your panties, “No need for these doll”. After that he spread your legs and you bit your finger unsure of his next move. He licked his lips, “So fucking beautiful princess”.

His praises were turning you on even more. Dean licked up your folds and you moaned at his touch. He flicked his tongue lightly over your clit, sending shivers down your spine. Looking to your left you saw Castiel was now fully exposed, stroking his shaft.

Seeing Castiel made you even more needy, he looked so good. Dean spread your folds with his two fingers, exposing you further. He started to trace patterns over your clit with his tongue, “Fuck daddy that feels so good”. Castiel groaned, becoming more turned on too.

You bucked your hips, needing more, but with his hands Dean held you down. You loved the feeling of having no control, your pleasure all up to Dean. He moved his head faster and you felt yourself getting closer, “Daddy please I’m-”.

Dean stopped what he was doing, “I know princess, but I want to feel you cum around my cock”. He moved back up next to you and called over Castiel. You felt the bed sink down as Castiel sat next to you.

He placed a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “You look so beautiful when you’re so worked up”. Before you could reply he crashed his lips into yours, his dominance surprising you. Castiel knew what he wanted and didn’t hesitate to take in.

During the kiss Castiel shifted your body, bringing you ontop of him. Dean now kneeled behind you, and brought your ass to press against him. Once the kiss was over Castiel said, “I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around your commanders cock”.

You nodded, “Yes commander”. Dean groaned, “She’s such a good little girl”. Getting on all fours your ass pressed against Dean and your lips hovered over Castiel’s cock. You licked slowly up Castiel’s shaft, swirling your tongue around his tip causing him to moan.

You felt Dean’s tip press against your pussy, “Please daddy”. He slapped your ass, “Not until you start to suck his cock”. You nodded your head and finally took Cas in your mouth. Finally when you took as much of Castiel as you could you felt Dean enter you.

You moaned against Castiel’s cock which caused him to buck his hips forward. Dean started to enter in and out of you, stretching your walls. Following his speed you started to bob your head up and down. Castiel got a fistful of your hair, pushing your head down lightly.

Cas moaned, “Fuck this feels so good”. Dean slapped your ass, “Damn straight”. You liked the slight tang of pain you felt when he slapped your ass. Dean placed his hands on your hips, thrusting himself deeper inside you. You moaned against Castiel’s cock again, “Fuck Dean, keep going..it feels so good when she moans against my cock”.

Dean went faster, “That’s it princess, you look so good with a mouthful of his cock”. You took even more of Cas in your mouth, the feeling of being completely filled so intoxicating. With your hand you started to play with his balls, making Castiel moan even more.

You knew you were getting close and Cas let Dean know, “Our good little girl wants to cum”. Both boys were just as close as you were, everything was so intense. Dean felt himself getting sloppier, “Fuck princess, I do too, cum when we tell you”.

Castiel started thrusting himself into your mouth, “You’re gonna make your commander cum all over those pretty lips”. Dean was thrusting so deeply into you he was hitting your g-spot every time. You felt like you were going to explode, and you didn’t know if you could hold on any longer.

Dean was moaning so loudly, “Shit this feels so good, doesn’t it babygirl”. Castiel was just as close, “Let’s let the good little girl cum for us Dean”. Suddenly both boys started thrusting even deeper, and you felt your senses become flooded.

Dean nearly yelled, “Cum for us princess, fucking cum for us right now, be a good girl and fucking cum”. That was all you needed, you let yourself go. Your body shut down, the only thing you could process was the pleasure.

It was like a bomb that went off in your core and shook through your entire body. All you could do was moan, but you mouth was filled. You moans sent vibrations against Castiel’s cock, and then he was cumming too. You felt his hot load shoot to the back of your throat, but you continued sucking.

Castiel moaned so loudly, “Fuck she’s still sucking…shit I’m so sensitive..fuck”. This was all enough to set Dean off too. He felt your walls clench against his dick and he thrusted even harder. The moans that filled the room caused his own orgasm.

He exploded inside of you, filling you up. You groaned as you felt him twitch inside of you. All the sensations were so intense, all you could do was moan. As he came Dean held onto your hips tighter. Finally you were left shaking, as both boys pulled out of you.

Castiel pulled you up towards him, placing a his lips on yours. You felt the bed shift again as Dean sat next to you both. When you were done kissing Castiel, Dean pulled you in for a kiss. Castiel laughed, “What about sharing Dean?”.

Dean smiled against your lips ending the kiss, “It’s just so hard when it comes to (y/n)”. Smiling aswell you finally spoke up, “ I am all for sharing”. Castiel pulled you so you were perfectly in between the both of them.

They each started to caress your body, sending shivers down your spine. Dean nibbed on your ear, “Fuck you’re so perfect”. Castiel whispered in your other year, “So incredibly perfect”. You sat there feeling the happiest you’d ever felt, in between two of the people you cared for the most.

Dean finally said it, “I love you princess, always have always will”. He kissed you again, preserving the moment with your bodies. While the kiss continued Castiel whispered in your ear, “I love you too (y/n), I didn’t know I could”.

When the kiss was over you were left panting, “I love you both so much”. They just smiled, just as content with life. They were incredibly excited for what your future together held, even for what rest of the night held.

texts from last night! meme

[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today?

[text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here

[text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.

[text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW

[text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one’s for Team USA.

[text] He gave me the “find somebody who wants to date you for who you are” speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.

[text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese

[text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it

[text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?”

[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?

[text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I’m keeping him.

[text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life.

[text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later.

[text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

[text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.

[text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old woman’s birthday party for the food. Whoops.

[text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.

[text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. I’d say it was a pretty successful Thursday night.

[text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.

[text] He’s like… An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It’s almost unsettling

[text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I’ve found the One.

[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us

[text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”…

[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”

[text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog.

[text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever.

[text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me

[text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings.

[text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was “chug-a-lug”

[text] There’s a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.

[text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine

[text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.

[text] He told me he loved me. I didn’t know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him

[text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten

[text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly.

[text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.

[text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I’ve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury

[text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man’s heart.

[text] When was the last time you wore pants?

[text] I’ve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation

[text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.

[text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time

[text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent

[text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person.

[text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So how’s your day going?

[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.

[text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What’s wrong with this tradition?

[text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.

[text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys don’t exist?

[text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special

[text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention

[text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the “High While Analyzing Disney Movies” texts begin.

[text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won’t quit poking me on fb

[text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes

[text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won’t be me. I’m drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.

[text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy

[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster

[text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing.

[text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on

[text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant

[text] Didn’t get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie.

[text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion.

[text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat

[text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance?

[text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out

[text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game

[text] i think its awesome that according to your mom i’m your friend that caught on fire.

[text] So fucked up. Can’t tell if I’m starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out.

[text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.

[text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship.

[text] you traded sex for a burrito?

[text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.

[text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there.

[text] it’s not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher.

[text] You’re always adorable, but when you’re drunk, you’re like Chia Pet adorable.

[text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest

[text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box

[text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year old’s Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.

[text] It’s like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it’s gummy bears and instead of milk it’s vodka.

[text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go

[text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.

[text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying “i mean who doesn’t like cheetos”

[text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you

[text] I left a cheeto on everyone’s car trailing to the house i’m at, hanzel and gretel style.

[text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.

[text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs

[text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar.

[text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year

[text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something.

[text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.

[text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing ‘follow the yellowbrick road’. i’m pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted

[text] It’s like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.

[text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes?

[text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.

[text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy!

[text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.

[text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter.

[text] So I woke up today with someone’s door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok.

[text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know.

[text] Because when I say 'You shouldn’t drink anymore’, she hears, 'I personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinks’

[text] okay, this game isn’t funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.

[text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing.

[text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed

[text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.

[text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone

[text] never. drinking. again.

[text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see.

[text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night

[text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now

[text] i’m out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.

[text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.

For the @deancas-sweetheart challenge!

1k, au, meet cute

Dean steps into the bar with an appreciative sigh, rubbing his hands together as his eyes take in all the options.

“Do you have to be so obnoxious about it?” Sam grumbles from behind him. He spots a table and pushes past his brother to claim it.

“Oh, come on, Sammy, get into the holiday spirit!” Dean chirps, eyes still scanning. 

“There is no holiday spirit,” Sam says. “It’s Valentine’s Day. You’re a horny old man about to prey on the loneliness and dejection of some poor man or woman.”

Dean pouts. “I’m not old.”

“That’s what bothered you about that sentence?”

The eldest Winchester gives an easy shrug and slips off his coat. “Look, Sam, it’s the circle of life. Some poor sap’s plans on the most romantic day of year gets ruined. They’re lonely and upset. Standards lower. I sweep in, offer something quick and fun that doesn’t leave them alone for the night. Everyone leaves at two a.m. feeling happy.”

“Yeah, that’s pathetic,” Sam quips.

“No, pathetic is sitting alone at a bar on Valentine’s Day while your brother scores because I just spotted a touchdown at twelve o’clock.”

Sam follows his brother’s focused gaze toward the bar and finds a man with messy dark hair hunched over a beer. There’s no one next to him and he’s fiddling with his phone. He’s the picture of someone who was stood up. And apparently Dean’s next victim. 

“Oh, Dean, leave the guy alone, he looks sad.”

“That’s why I can’t leave him alone, Sammy!” Dean crows. “Gotta spread the love. Okay, wish me luck.”

He doesn’t wait for Sam to respond, just swaggers toward the bar, summoning his legendary smirk.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he greets, sidling up next to the man, leaving just enough space between them to be respectful but obvious. “Can I buy you another drink?”

Dean didn’t really know what he was expecting once he saw the man’s face. He kinda just saw that thick waist and even thicker thighs and let instinct take over.

Whatever his downstairs brain had been conjuring, it certainly hadn’t included eyes bright as blue fire burning away all of Dean’s cool with a look that was disinterested at best

“I’m not your sweetheart.”

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you know what I love more than college aus?  fake relationship/dating.  slow burn.  this is being broken up into multiple parts so i can satisfy the need for slow burn.

title: homecoming, pt. 1 (or, how my latte-stealing coworker became my boyfriend for the weekend)
fandom: hamilton
pairing: tjeff x reader
rating: t
word count: 2975

You have a high school reunion that you can’t miss, and you’re in need of a boyfriend to keep both your parents and your classmates off your back.  You don’t have a boyfriend — but you do have one very irritating, accommodating coworker.

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Keith works out, Lance ogles happily, Pidge tries to analyze the nature of their PDA ... she swiftly regrets all the things.

Some very kind people have sent me some very kind asks and made me feel better about being sick lately — and suddenly, my fingers were doing a thing on the keyboard? This thing, specifically? Just, everyone is so very nice, and I hope you like this silly little one-shot about silly space boys :) (Special shout-out to the anonymous person that called out this idea before I posted! Such amazing psychic powers! :D)

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“But seriously, if my calculations are correct — shut your mouth, Lance, they are always correct — then Keith is initiating fifty two point seven percent of the times you make me want to invent brain bleach.” Pidge pauses to push her glasses up her nose. “Keith, care to offer some insight into this?”

“No.” Keith resumes lifting weights. Really, discovering the Castle’s weight room was one of the worst things that could have happened to Lance — now his boyfriend split his free time between training simulations and tossing around heavy things/running on treadmills. 

The Red Paladin had become a gym rat. The Blue Paladin was not surprised.

Also, Keith didn’t need more muscles, as Lance didn’t need that kind of heart attack. Even if watching those biceps strain was … nice.

“My boo is just too hot to trot for my banging bod,” Lance says proudly, flexing his own (not quite as big but still very impressive) biceps.

Keith stops lifting weights so he can face palm. Pidge stares up towards the heavens in supplication.

“That’s going in my notes as one of the top five worst things you’ve ever said. Maybe top three.” Pidge actually takes out her computer to write it down.

Keith, with his face still buried in one hand, points with his other and says, “I don’t know if I can kiss that mouth at all today. That was horrifying.”

“Fifty two point seven percent, querido,” Lance cheerfully reminds him. “Ain’t nobody buying what you’re selling.”

Keith shoots Pidge a despairing glance. “I mean, was the pining that bad, really? Would it be so terrible to go back to that?”

Lance has taken a seat directly across from Keith, lifting a set of weights (they were barbells with rocks on either end — Coran had said something about how one could alter the density, thereby making them heavier/lighter, but Lance had immediately gotten distracted by challenging everyone to a weight lifting competition and somehow it ended with Hunk bench-pressing Lance and Pidge, and Shiro trying to throw Keith over their heads? Lance still doesn’t quite understand what happened there).

“I feel like the reason Keith is macking on me in public more is because he’s kinda into the fact that he can,” Lance explains, grunting a little as he tries to mimic Keith’s moves. “I mean, the pining was so real — he had been staring lingeringly at me from afar for so long, and now it’s like, free pass to grope all the time.” Lance winks at Keith, who is venturing to peek at him from between his fingers. “Because you do. Have a free pass. To grope. Put your hands any —”

“I know.” Keith lifts his weights with relative ease, a small smile pulling on his lips. “And yeah, Pidge. Maybe that’s part of it.”

“Part of it?” Lance asks, somewhat breathlessly as he switches arms since his right one was starting to ache from the effort. “Dude. All of it. Your thirstiness is not to be denied.”

Pidge rolls her eyes, jotting down a few more notes from her perch on the jungle gym (like, with actual vines for swinging and bouncy giant lily pads — Lance could not get over how cool Alteans were). “Believe it or not, I actually came to that conclusion on my own — Keith is now thirty six point four percent more affectionate with everyone, not just you, Lance.”

“That’s … really sweet,” Lance says, feeling vaguely proud of both himself and Keith. The idea that he’s making Keith more willing to show his love to the rest of their space family … It’s a little humbling, and a lot of awesome. He can feel his cheeks heating up.

The weights Keith had been lifting are now on the floor as he walks over to Lance, lifting his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. Lance is grinning at the flash of a still slightly soft tummy (Keith has muscle definition, but there’s a small bit of cushiness around his middle that Lance really loves). Lance stops grinning when Keith suddenly drops into his lap, straddling him on the bench without any warning.

“You’re forgetting something key, Pidge,” Keith is saying, glancing over his shoulder at the Green Paladin, who is looking annoyed and amused in equal parts.

“All right, enlighten me.” Pidge grimaces. “With as little trauma as possible, if you please.”

“I think I’m gonna expire in a minute here, Pidge, mi hermanita querida, would you please spare me the humiliation and not witness this? Keith, whatever it is that you’re thinking —”

Keith covers his mouth with one hand, and Lance tries to speak past it, yelling his objections into the palm of a fingerless glove.

“See, notice how he can still talk?” Keith tilts his head in Lance’s direction, speaking with infuriating calm. “It’s a bit of a problem sometimes. But —”

The hand is gone. Lance is pissed off enough to start shouting, “Hey, you jackass, wail till I —”

Keith’s lips are on his. His mouth falls open automatically, and Lance sort of loses the thread of … reality. Pidge whips them both in the head with a towel, which is when his wondrous boyfriend pulls away, leaving Lance gaping, licking his lips, and contemplating if he should still be irritated.

“Efficient, no?” Keith asks, his dark eyes glinting.

Pidge is glaring at him. “Except for the brain bleach aspect. Which I am going to go work on now. With Hunk’s help, he is one hundred percent behind me on this. There are cameras in here, by the way, not that that’s ever stopped you …” She gets up and walks out, though not before ruffling Lance’s hair and saying, “You’re such a goner, hermano.”

When she’s gone, and Lance is left with nothing but a smug Red Paladin sitting on his thighs, he huffs, jabbing at Keith’s chest. “So you’re kissing me to shut me up most of the time?”

“Not most of the time,” Keith admits, his smirk easing back into a smile. “But Pidge would have probably gagged if I told her the main reason.”

“It’s not the ‘can’t resist my stellar good looks’?” Lance pouts. “That’s a little disappointing.”

Keith presses a quick kiss to his mouth. He’s flushed from exercise, but Lance swears his cheeks get a little bit darker as he speaks, “It’s because half the time I think I’ve made up this whole stupid thing, okay? We got together at a freaking ball. There was a duel involved. And dancing in fancy suits.” Keith waves his hands around for emphasis before crossing his arms. “And we still argue like … It’s fine, but it feels like before sometimes, so I just … need to make sure it’s not. Like before.”

Lance follows these words until he understands where they’re leading and then … He’s blushing, and smiling, and pulling Keith in closer. “You … you need to make sure this is real. That you didn’t … dream it. Because … I’m that good of a dream, huh?”

Keith groans, burying his face in Lance’s shoulder. “Crap. Okay, backtrack, I never said anything, especially not that stupid, sugary pile of —”

“No, no take backs!” Lance sings. “I … sometimes have the same problem. So, uh, a good chunk of my forty seven point three percent contribution is exactly that.” He smiles up at Keith once the Red Paladin pulls back and sits up straighter in Lance’s lap.

“Yeah?” Keith leans down, his eyes fluttering shut.

“Yeah,” Lance whispers against his mouth … which is when a painfully loud alarm goes off, and they are simultaneously soaked in freezing water as sprinklers kick in. Lance shrieks. Keith falls backward off his lap to the now slippery floor.

“You have rooms. Go get in one!” Pidge yells over the Castle comm.

“Please!” That sounded like Shiro’s voice, a little distant from the microphone.

Lance is laughing and shivering, and Keith is back to being mortified, but they adhere to Pidge’s wishes (who knew what she might pull next? Lance wouldn’t put it past her to space them at this point), and take off running. Keith yanks Lance into the gym’s showers.

“No cameras in here,” Keith says, raising an eyebrow. “And I need a shower anyway.”

Lance is rendered speechless. He wonders if this counts as part of Keith’s fifty two point seven percent of PDA. He wonders if Pidge is all-knowing. And then there’s a shirt coming off, and warm water pouring from a shower head, Keith kicking off his shoes from inside the cubicle. Lance can’t think as Keith’s hands reach for his shorts … and then pause.

“Yeah, so you just wait right here — you can take your turn when I’m done.” Keith grins and slams the shower door in his face.

Lance wonders if there’s a way to flush a toilet on a space castle to turn the water into a frigid torture. He says as much out loud, kicking lightly at the door.

Keith is laughing, and Lance may or may not adore that sound more than any other in the universe, except for his mom’s affectionate scolding … So, he decides to wait until the Red Paladin is done and then do his best to up his percentage. Forty seven point three percent simply will not do, Lance thinks to himself with a goofy smile.

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Random one-shot after Objects in Motion? I think so :) If y’all wanna read about the ball, duel, and dancing, head over there. Thank you to all the wondrous people who have been so awesome to me! You’re all way too amazing for words, but I hope you guys enjoy these above words as a random “thank you!” :D

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Bts reaction when their s/o parents don’t support her being and idol and treat her bad?

These are probably not that great haha but enjoy!!

[Gifs do not belong to me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by ksjknj

(Ignore his crown lol)

It would bother him if anything. It shouldn’t matter if you are an idol or if you were something else your parents should support you. He does understand where your parents are coming from but what matters is that your happy, healthy, and doing what you love and being absolutely great at it. He’s heard the way they speak to, the way they look down at you for being something that they didn’t want but he’s going to let you know that it’s going to be ok and that he’s for. “They hate me,” you mumbled hanging up the phone, but he still heard you. “They don’t hate you y/n,” “yes they do namjoon, did you not just hear what they said to me!” you threw your phone on the bed and you followed after landing on it with a puff. “Why can’t they just be proud of me.” You sounded like you were on the verge of tears and namjoon was quick to come to your aid and hold you in his arms. “Don’t cry baby, it’s ok.” You shook your head and sniffled a bit. “It’s not ok, I’m not ok,” you cried. “I know but it will be, they’ll come around.” He wipes the tear that rolls down your cheek “what if they don’t?” “Then that’s their mistake and I’ll be here for your supporting you like I’ve always been.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by jiminahhh

Knowing that your parents don’t support you because of your choice being an idol would bug him, but when telling him that they treated you badly because of it would really upset him. How does one treat their own child that way and all because the choice you made? It would bug him that you act like you are ok with what they think of you. Jin knows you’re not, ands he’s going to show you that if they won’t support you he will and always had. “Y/n,” he holds your face gently in his hands wiping away the almost dry tear tracks from your cheeks. “What did I do wrong?” “Nothing, you did nothing wrong,” He smiles softly and kisses your head. “But jin,-” “but nothing y/ they need to see that this is what you wanted and that they should be proud of you.” You forced a soft smile that quickly faltered. “I’m here, even if they won’t be.” “What if they never support me?” Jin wouldn’t know what to tell you at first but would hold you close to comfort you more. “Then they’re not very good parents are they?” he half jokes. “Jin,” “I’m sorry I know but its kinda true.” You couldn’t argue with that really, but you didn’t like bad mouthing them, even if they treated you the way they did. “I don’t mean to be mean y/n but you don’t need them if they’re going to be like this towards you.” His head falls on yours and you could feel his arms around you tighten a bit. “You have everyone else to love and support you, you have me.”

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by jeonbase

Yoongi understands the feeling. Not having the support you needed, wanted, it really sucks. At this time you would say that your family wasn’t on good terms with, like he was before. Yoongi knows what that’s like to. Despite being treated badly and having your parents support, you tried hard for them. To be happy. To have them be proud. He’s been through it all and understands. He’s grateful for all that he has now, but seeing you struggle little by little because the lack of support from your parents would hurt him. Yoongi sees how hard you work, even for them and he’s going to let you know that they’re lucky to have such a talented child such as you. “I don’t understand yoongi,” a small sigh escaped your lips. ‘‘I know this isn’t what they wanted for me but-” you paused dragging your lower lip between your teeth. “Why can’t they just be there for me?” You let your head fall onto his shoulder and he soon has his arm around you. “Because they don’t understand y/n” You look up at yoongi, “Parents think they know what’s best for you, what makes you happy and a lot of the time they’re right I’ll admit that but there are times you have to prove them wrong.” He look up from his lap and at you with a slanted smile. “You got the talent and the passion for this, show them that even if they don’t come around you can do this without em’ because you us, you have me, and your fans.” You smile fondly at him and peck is lips, “Most importantly me,” he says making you giggle a bit. “Thank you yoongi.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by hobioppa

Baffled. He’d be absolutely baffled of the fact the you treated like that because of your dreams becoming and idol. Who does that? Are they crazy? Granted he didn’t have support either in the beginning but he was never treated like they didn’t care. They just needed to give it time. Not getting support is something he still doesn’t really understand but being treated badly? Hoseok wouldn’t eve be able to wrap his mind around that. He sees how much this would bug you yet you sometimes put on an act. If anything thing he’s gonna be you’re biggest supporter. He’s already claimed the spot for number one fan so why not. “Y/n I know it sucks but I’m here!” He has that cute grin on his face doing some  odd dance to make you smile. “You know that right?” “I do hobi,” his grin falters to a kinder smile. “Good, I’ll make sure you get the support that you deserve and love to, but not just from me, my family loves you to.” Hoseok sits by you and bring you in close to kiss your cheek. “They’re going to be proud of you I promise, just give it some time.”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by park-jimizzle

Jimin would probably be a bit angered knowing that your parents treated you badly. He wouldn’t like the fact that they didn’t give you their support either. That’s something he’ll never understand. Aren’t parents supposed to encourage their young ones and step all over their dreams? What happened to “I love you no matter what?” Or “I believe in you,” stuff like that. Jimin would let it get to him a bit because he cares so much bout yo and would ramble on about how you deserve better. “Who needs them anyway?” he huffs. “Jimin that’s not nice I do.” “Ok I didn’t mean that but still, aren’t you upset about this?” You shrugged a bit “I am but they’re still my parents and I love them. Even if we don’t quite get along at the moment.” You could feel his eyes on you, you knew what he was thinking. “they still shouldn’t have done that to you,” he says quietly. “I know, but I think they’re just scared of what could happen to me, I know they still care.” “So you forgive them?” You shrugged again. You weren’t even sure if this is something to be forgiven or to just be left alone. “Oh well no matter, I’ll love and support you like never before.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by ladymaysworld

Taehyung would be surprised. How can anybody treat you so? Having knowledge of them not supporting you as well would make him sad. Parents are supposed to love you and cheer you on so why don’t they? He knows you care about them but whenever you bring them  up you have this sad look to your face. Taehyung doesn’t to see you upset at the thought of them so he would do anything to have you smile. “Babe, can you look at me please?” His deep voice calls sweetly to as his thumb caresses the top of your hand. “Don’t be so upset, I know it must not be a great feeling but they still love you,” You chew at the inside of your cheek looking down again. “I just want them to be proud,” you pulled yourself up and hugged him. “I know you do, but they still don’t change I’m still going to be your biggest supporter, ok?” you nodded and nuzzled you head in the cook of his neck. “I love you,” “I love you to.”

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by jungkookpresent

This boy here would be utterly lost when you told him about your parents. He’d probably have a hard time believing or understanding the way you’ve been treated. Until he experienced it that is. Let’s just say the video call wasn’t all smiles and laughs. Hearing the way they spoke so harshly at you would have him in shock. Why do you put up with this? How? “I hope you know what they said isn’t true,” Jungkook would sit by you and hold your hand in his. “They don’t mean anything, their words I mean.” You knew he was trying to cheer you up but you couldn’t stop yourself from crying. “But I’m just a disappointment to them.” Jungkook’s eyes widen from your word and tears and hold your face in his hands so you could look at him. “No, no, no you’re not y/n you are not a disappointment.” He tries to calm you but isn’t sure what else to do. “Then why?” “I don’t now,” he says. He really doesn’t, there should be no reason for you to be treated that way. “It’s ok, I’m here.”


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Forever Enough

Summary: [Pre-serum] Steve Rogers is determined to get into the Army, but you and Bucky keep trying to persuade him that it’s not a good idea.

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes

Warnings: fluff, cute af!Steve, angst, arguing, character deaths [?]

A/N: @redlipstickandplaid  kinda requested this, I say kinda because she asked for some Fluffy Pre-Serum Steve where Buck and the reader try a deter Rogers from trying to join the army- and this, well, my brain had different ideas. Annie, don’t hate me too much, lmao <3



“You need to stop this, Steve,” you let out a sigh as you ran a hand through you hair, exasperated at your friends actions.

He shook his head, taking a seat on the couch. “I can’t. I have to do this,” he spoke with pure determination, that determination he always had every time he tried to enlist and still got denied on medical grounds. He wasn’t one to give up, that’s for sure.

There was a short silence before the door opened, revealing Bucky in his full army uniform. It was fair to say, he looked pretty angry.

“What were you thinking!” he threw his hat unceremoniously onto the spare chair in his frustration. Bucky took a deep breath, running a hand across his face, “you can’t keep doing this, man. Going as different names each time won’t change your medical records.”

“I just want to do something to help, alright?” Steve retorted, getting to his feet, a look of dismay across his face. “Everyone else is out there fighting and I’m just here- doing nothing to save anyone.”

It pained you to see him beat himself up over things that were beyond his control. “Steve, listen to me,” you walked over to him, your hand gently taking hold of his own, “you can help here, and you do help here. You help me just by being here, by being my friend in this crazy, horrible time.”

Those bright blue eyes looked up at you with slight hesitation before Steve spoke, “but I’m not enough, am I? I never will be,” he spoke in a broken tone before pulling away from your touch and making his way out of the house.

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