i really wanted to punch him in the face for ruining a cute moment like that

Burrito Blanket Batmom - Bruce Wayne/Batfamily x Reader

I kinda love the idea of a “burrito blanket” batmom haha, and since I thought the request from anonymous I received was quite similar, I mixed them up together. Hope you’ll like it, particularly you @dannysanime, as usual, feedbacks are very welcome :) : 

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-Are you alright mother ?

It’s early in the morning when your youngest son finds you in the living room, wrapped in a blanket on the couch, eyes wide open and not really looking at anything in particular. You don’t even react as he approaches you. 

-Mother ? Hey ? Mom are you alright ? 

Finally, you turn your head to look at him, blanket all the way up to your chin and wrapped around your head (and all around your body really, your face the only thing peering out of this burrito you made of yourself), you say in a croaked voice : 

-No.

Damian is immediately worried. It isn’t often, if not never, that you complain. That you let things get you down. You’re the cheery one of the family. You and Dick often are the ones that see the positive things in everything, so, seeing you there, laying on the couch without even the TV on, and looking as if you were completely done with life…Well, it worries your kid. 

You realize that he’s concerned about your well being when he kneels in front of you, and put his palm on your forehead. Oh, sweet boy. If only everyone could see him as you saw him, if only he’d be as nice with everyone as he is with you…No one would ever call him “brat” anymore. 

-I’m not sick honey, I’m just…I’m just….erf…

-…You’re just “erf” ?

You shrug your shoulder. Or at least, Damian thinks you shrug your shoulder, he isn’t really sure, seeing as you’re wrapped tightly in that damn comforter. 

He’s not sure what’s wrong with you, but he still wants to help. 

-Hum…Is there anything I can do for you ? Do  you want coffee ? Something to eat ? Or do you want me to go put a movie on or something ? Anything, really ?

You smile weakly at him, and it makes him frown. Your smiles are never weak ! They’re always so bright, warm, beautiful ! They always make him feel better, not matter what. Awkwardly, he brushes a few fingers against your cheek, and your smile widens a  little. Here. Better. 

-You’re already doing a lot my boy. 

“My boy”. He loved when you called him that. It made him feel…It just made him feel loved. And like a part of the family. Your son. But of course he was your son, you never saw him in any other way, even at the difficult beginnings…

He kept on brushing your cheek lightly, putting some strand of hair out of your face. You managed to take an arm out of your blanket, and caressed his hair lovingly, he laid his head next to yours, kneeling on the floor in front of you, and you just shared a sweet mom/son moment…So much that you both fell into a deep and comfortable slumber. 

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Reason // Jeon Jungkook

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the prompt: could I have a jungkook scenario where him and her are best friends and she’s always pointing at girls like “what about her she’s cute” or when a waitress flirts with him she’s like “hey go for it she’s into you” and jungkook is just not interested and shoves it off and he doesn’t really know why he just doesn’t find any of her suggestions attractive until one day when they’re walking in the park or wherever and she trips and lands on her face or eating something and it spills down her shirt and she’s not fazed about it at all and he’s just sweetly laughing at her clumsiness and that’s when he realizes that the reason he never thought those girls fit his standards was because they weren’t her.

words: 1616

category: fluff

author note: every time i write abt kookie i think of him as a boyfriend which is funny bc im not rlly romantically attracted to jungkook?? enjoy!

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Night Changes

Originally posted by dailyrossfbutler

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: “Could I please get one with Zach, just a really cute date night but it goes wrong cuz either Marcus or Bryce show up and are very inappropriate with her but Zach protects her and just a lot of fluff. Thank you so muchh”

Word count: 1.585

Posted: 06th of May 2017

A/N: It’s saturday and I wrote some imagines today, happy to tell you that there will be Monty, Zach, Jeff imagines. So you should keep an eye out!
Thank you for the request and I hope that you like it! Enjoy guys.

P.S.: Which character x reader imagine would you like to see the most? Answer in my ask box, if you have time.

- G. x

Warning: Rude comments. (Y/L/N) is Your Last Name and (Y/E/C) is Your Eye Colour.


It was one of your date nights with Zach and you both decided to go to a fancy restaurant, just to shake the stress off, to have a good talk and to drink a high-quality wine together.

“Babe, are you enjoying the food?” Zach happily asked as he enjoyed his plate full of cold cuts and cheeses. You knew that he was addicted to food and it made him happy.

“Yes, the pasta is cooked well, perfect sauce and al dente pasta.” You happily said as you chewed carefully and silently your food. Zach just giggled softly and grabbed his still-white napkin and wiped the dirty edge of your lips.

“Someone’s a little bit too excited because of her green pasta!” He mocked you and you both laughed as he carefully dabbed the napkin to assure that there was no sauce left. “Here you go.”

“I can’t imagine you called my pesto in that way.” Your eyes grew wide in disbelief and you shook your head. “Dude, green pasta? Really?”

“Sorry, it’s green and I am calling it green pasta.” He pointed out and you both laughed loudly. You loved it when he goofed around you and he really felt comfortable with you.

“Captain Obvious.” You rolled your eyes playfully and he shook his head, still with a smile flashed on his face. You smiled back at him as you realized how wonderful and handsome he was. You’ve always thought that Zach was good looking, who would never think of that? But he also had a good heart and he is intelligent too. “Thank you, Zachary.”

“Am I in trouble for that? What’s with the full name basis?” He raised an eyebrow and you just winked at him. “I’d love to be punished tonight.” He grabbed your hand and caressed it lasciviously as he winked back at you, just fooling around and teasing you.

You let out a soft laugh and you smacked his hand for his actions. “Contain yourself, goofball!”

He laughed back and you shook your head because of his naughtiness. “I love you, (Y/N).”

You loved your relationship with Zach. It was just so true and you loved your intimacy. Your relationship was full of inside jokes, bluffs and pranks. Your day was always full of laughter and it seriously lessened your stress and your disquietude.

“I love you too, Zach.” You honestly replied with a wide smile. You both took your wine glasses and clinked them together, cheering for the two of you, for the success of your relationship.

You both sipped a drop of wine from the glass and Zach convinced you that he really had a great taste when it came to choosing a wine. The restaurant’s sommelier had to let him taste different wines before he’s got the perfect choice and you were so amazed because he really knew everything about wines. That was surely a tough thing to do.

“Oh, if they aren’t the famous perfect couple: Zach Dempsey and, his lovely girlfriend, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” You woke up from your deep amiable thoughts as you heard a familiar annoyingly honeyed voice coming from your left side.

“Bryce.” Zach shortly called his so-called-friend, a little bit uncomfortable and annoyed for his presence. He was afraid that he might ruin something great.

“What’s up, Zach?” Bryce asked with a miffing tone and you couldn’t admit it, but he was really vexing you. “Dating your girlfriend so you could have fun tonight?”

“Bryce, what do you want?” You butted in and you got a lustful and lascivious glance from Bryce. He was eating you with his eyes and your cleavage was the perfect bait that triggered his obscenity. You uncomfortably pulled your dress up as you cover your not too revealed cleavage.

You wore a really sexy dress, as you wanted for the night to be special for you and Zach, but it didn’t mean that these disgusting maniacs had the right to be rude to you because they thought that you were wearing something that could trigger their dirty minds.

Girls should be allowed to wear whatever they want and boys should be taught how to behave themselves.

“Damn, if my girlfriend was this pretty, I wouldn’t ever let a moment slip through my hands.” He winked at you and you felt disgusted and scared at the same time. You looked at your boyfriend and the rage in his eyes was perfectly seen.

“What the fuck, Bryce?” Zach protested as he stood up, ready to hurt him if he ever continued acting inappropriately with you. “Can you just please leave us alone?”

“Oh my God, I was being kind and it was some sort of compliments. Same shit.” Bryce insisted as his eyes were still dark and full of lust. He glanced at Zach and then at you once again.

“Fuck off, Bryce.” Zach debated and he raised his fist in air as if he was about to start a fight between the two of them.

Bryce took advantage of the moment and he punched Zach twice in his face and your eyes grew wide for the happening. Blood was dripping from Zach’s cheeks and it stained his white button up shirt and his black tuxedo. Zach punched Bryce back, not caring of his wounds, and you heard the crowd gasping for the scene your boyfriend and the asshole maniac was doing.

“OMG!” You rushed to Zach and you pulled him away to dodge Bryce’s attempts of hurting him even more. “Stop it, Walker!” You shouted loudly, trying to shoo him away, but you had no success.

“Sluggish!” Bryce spat his words while considering Zach’s eyes. You didn’t mind him and you somehow felt relieved when two security guards quickly blocked him and brought him out of the restaurant.

“Are you okay?” A hurt and injured Zach asked you and you just nodded, worrying for him instead. You looked around the restaurant and it seemed like the whole world was watching the two of you. You felt ashamed because of what happened and you just unleashed a quiet but deep sigh.

“I think we should go home now. I need to cure those wounds.” You suggested and Zach quietly agreed, leaving some bills on the table to pay for your cozy, now ruined, dinner.

You both walked out of the restaurant and you felt some worry glances that stared at you. You felt anxious as the crowd was silent and Zach held your hand tightly to feel you more comfortable.

“Sorry.” Zach murmured once you got out of the restaurant. You smiled at him and you let the cold breeze of air to kiss your skin. The silence was dominating the place as the sun already set and the night took in, but the full moon and the stars illuminated the whole town and the emanated light helped you to see your way. “I ruined the night.”

“You didn’t, Zach.” You said as you tried to cheer him up.

“I did.” Zach opened the passenger’s door of his car for you, still being the gentleman that he was. He was trying to mend the what-he-called damaged night. “Careful.”

“Thanks.” You entered the car and Zach smiled sadly before he shut the door. You followed his steps with your eyes as he went to the driver’s part and he went inside the car too.

“I’m really sorry, babe.” Zach crestfallenly apologized as he glanced at your beautiful face. “I promise that I will make it up to you.”

“It’s okay, Zach.” You smiled at him and you caressed his chin to assure him. “It wasn’t your fault.” You sweetly muttered and he smiled at you. “Thank you, instead.”

“All I did was to protect you.” Zach sincerely said whilst looking into your (Y/E/C) eyes. “I did the right thing and you shouldn’t thank me for doing that.”

“Aw, Zach.” You bit your lip and you both smiled sweetly. You had some seconds of silence, the comfortable one, and Zach started to lean in to give you a kiss.

You just shut your eyes as you waited for Zach’s lips to touch yours. You’ve always admitted that waiting for Zach’s kisses still made you anxious, the butterflies kept on moving in your stomach.

You locked lips with him as soon as you felt the heat of his lips. He slowly caressed your soft cheeks while tasting your lips and you honestly liked the feeling of kissing Zach. It was the cherry on the top of every cake.

Once you broke the passionate kiss, you both considered each other’s eyes and smiled.

“It doesn’t matter if our date night was ruined, babe.” You said in a low and soft voice. “There’s nothing to be afraid of even when the night changes.”

“But it’s horrible. I want the night to be perfect.” Zach insisted, still feeling down for the scene and the disgraceful words that Bryce expectorated.

“It doesn’t matter,” You assured him. “because it will never change me and you, mostly the love that I am feeling for you.”

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” He pulled you into a hug and you lingered his tight touch. It made you feel protected, loved and wanted. At the end, those things were what all we needed the most, right? Yup, right.

“I love you too, Zach.” You sincerely and sweetly replied. You both stayed in silence and the only thing that could be heard was your heart going lub dub lub dub quickly.


Pancakes and Protection // Zach Dempsey

Hey loves. This is imagine is requested by @fuckkoffcourtney I hope you all like it! 💖 Happy reading.

Request: Boyfriend zach comes over to readers house because her parents were gone celebrating their anniversary and her brother clay is still home obvs and he goes downstairs in the morning to see his sister and zach bein all cute and super domestic and making breakfast together and he wants to be an overprotective brother but he can’t because they’re too cute so he just sits down at the table and smiles because his sister is happy and that makes him happy

Warnings: Fluff and curse words

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Readers POV•

My eyes fluttered open as I heard the sound of light snores in my ear. I looked at my surroundings and realized that Zach and I fell asleep on the couch watching movies last night. His arms were tight around my small body as the sun beamed in from the half opened blinds.

I tried to get up but he wouldn’t let me. His grip got tighter as he whined.

“Noooooo stay here.” He pouted as he rubbed my shoulder.

“I’ll make pancakes for us if you let me get up.” I smirked. If I knew anything that would get Zach up it’s pancakes. That’s his weakness.

His eyebrow quirked up and he let go of me. I got up and stretched then walked to kitchen. I heard a low yawn and footsteps trailing after me.

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“Get away from me with that!” I laughed while inching away from Zach, who was holding a spoon with pancake batter all over it. He quickly grabbed my wrist and twirled me into him, taking the spoon and smearing the batter all over my face.

“Zachary Dempsey i’m going to murder you!” I squealed, punching him in the shoulder lightly. He chuckled and then wiped my face off with a paper towel.

“Oh be quiet, you love me.” He remarked.

He was right about that. It was times like this where I felt the happiest. Thankfully enough my parents were on their annual anniversary trip, leaving the house to Clay and I for a whole week. Bless up. Instead of being that teenager who throws a party once their parents leave the driveway, I invited my goofball of a boyfriend Zach over. And that’s better than any party in town if you ask me.

I walked over to the stove and flipped the pancake on the skillet, revealing its burnt side.

“That one is for you Dempsey.” I laughed while sprinkling mini chocolate chips onto the pancake. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist as he rested his head on top of mine.

He chuckled and I continued to make the pancakes as he traced circles on my hips with his thumbs.

“How do you manage to ruin the first pancake you make?” He laughs. I slap his thigh and we both started laughing. It doesn’t take much for me to smile when i’m with Zach, just being around him can make my day.


Clays POV•

I woke up to the sound of a bunch of giggling and squealing…and the smell of chocolate chip pancakes that happen to be my favorite. There was a familiar deep voice echoing through out the house and I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. Zach Dempsey. Knowing that a guy like him is dating my sister just makes my stomach turn. I didn’t want to get up and see his face. But the smell of the pancakes tempted me. I needed to keep a close eye on them anyway.

I slid out of my bed and slipped a pair of sweats over my legs and crept outside my room.

The laughter gets louder and the aroma gets stronger as I get closer to the kitchen. I rested my body against the door frame of the kitchen as I watched Zach and Y/N cooking. His arms were wrapped around her like he was afraid to lose her. This was the first time i’ve ever seen them cuddled up and truly changes my perspective of their relationship.

Normally I would ruin their alone time or try to convince Y/N that he wasn’t right for her, but now I know why she blocks out everything I say. He cares for her almost as much as I do.

He showered her with small kisses and looked at her with a sparkle in his eye that was almost impossible to fake. Maybe Dempsey was good for my sister. I took a deep breath then walked to the table and sat down. “Morning guys!” I smiled.

Readers POV•

“Morning guys!” Clay smiled. I smiled back and so did Zach. “Morning Clay.” We both said in unison.

“Well the pancakes are almost done so Zach go sit at the table i’ll go put them on the table right now.” Zach went to the table and sat with Clay.

A short moment after I brought he pancakes to the table. I sat the plate of pancakes in front of the guys. “Pancakes for my two favorite guys in the world!” I said, seating myself at the table. The rest of the morning was filled with laughter from all of us, even Clay. I think Clay is finally accepting my relationship with Zach.

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I know I say this at the end of every imagine I do but I really think that this one wasn’t very good at all. I have complete writers block right now and nothing good is coming from that. I’ve been a bit stressed out lately and frustrated and I think I could’ve done way better on this but I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting. On the bright side I have 3 more imagines coming up that will possibly all be posted before Monday! Hopefully my writing gets better by then. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this. My request box is STILL open so if you have anything you wanna know or any imagine ideas feel free to put them in there. Thanks for reading! 💖

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Hypothetical

 Anon prompt: “Hi! All hail Jughead Jones. I’m in love. Anyway, could you write something where the reader is really close to Archiekins and Juggie asks Arch about how to get close to the reader? Thanks xxx”

A/N: I sure can! All hail Jughead P Jones!!

Jughead slumps down onto one of the library couches across from me, I smile stupidly at him.

“Mister Jones.” I say.

“Hey, Y//N.” He smiles at me.

Hands reach down around, fingers clawing at my sides enticing laughter from me as the unknown culprit tickles me.

“Archibald Andrews! If that’s you I swear I’ll end your existence!” I manage between laughs.

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fluff with peter? fluff with peter.

tags [permanent + peter parker]: @ghostedwolf , @lovelybaka , @animexchocolate, @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53 , @literatureandimmature, @daydr3ams-away, @wannabe-weasley , @mcusebstan , @tmrhollandkay , @pepcvina , @nekonerdxox , @lokigirl18 , @fangeekkk , @kylielo22 , @wavy-ley , @lghockey , @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry , @aenna-4 , @mcheung0314 , @samanthasmileys

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PRODUCE101 – 10 Moments That Made Me Completely Lose My Shit

I want to forget this negativity about the final episode, and I want to start cherishing this wonderful time with Produce 101 Season 2. There were 10 moments that dumbfounded me completely. Some of them turned me into a screaming shitty fan girl, others made me burst into ridiculous laughter, and there were those moments that changed my though self into a crybaby. And yes, these are the things I want to remember when I think back on this amazing time we had with 101 fantastic trainees.

(These moments aren’t posted in a particular order.)

#1 CRYBABY JISUNG PLACES THIRD

MMO’s Jisung is best known for his bubbly and quirky personality. However, he showed after his team’s 10 Out Of 10 performance a completely new side of himself – an emotional crybaby. But when he placed third during the very first elimination episode, I completely lost my shit. I didn’t expect that. I was so touched by his happy tears… I started to cry as well. 

Originally posted by lookgoodkpop

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the last time I burst into a flood of tears because of him. And that means I basically cried more and more and more along with our MMO hyung’s emotional outbreaks. Thanks for turning me into a whiney bitch, Jisung!

#2 DONGHO FUCKS YOU WITH HIS EYES

Girls all around the world went crazy when the first team performed their Boy in Luv show. However, when the second team arrived on stage and started their own version of Boy in Luv… I completely lost my shit – within the very first seconds.

Originally posted by yourmomentofkpop

Dongho’s team hasn’t won this competition, but he won everyone’s attention with his extremely sexy expression – which also turned into his trademark. Yes, even the trainees backstage started to recognize that Kang Daddy Dongho is a sexy beast. His nickname Sexy Bandit is definitely well deserved.

#3 NO ONE’S SAVE FROM SEONHO’S LOVE

I always thought that Seonho stands in Guanlin’s shadow. He hasn’t had much screen time, and despite his handsome face, he was easily forgettable – for me. But holy shit – the last elimination episode before the final proved me so fucking wrong.

Originally posted by ong-seungwoo

He made me completely lose my shit with his incredible bromancy behavior among his hyungs – especially the bromance between him and Minhyun. Have you ever seen such a perfect maknae? As WANNA ONE’s actual maknae, I hope Guanlin carries on Seonho’s skinship work. Just do it, bro!

#4 TAEHYUN GOT THE SICKEST MOVES

My first bias of the show was Taehyun thanks to his incredible dancing skills. I wasn’t sure if he can beat his first performance during the second episode, but HELL YES… he did – and it started with just one smirk.

Originally posted by aceyng

Boom! After that the probably best dance performance of Produce 101 happened – and yes, this made me lose my shit… obviously. With Shape Of You he revealed a completely new side of himself, and stole everyone’s show. 

#5 MMO TRAINEES? MORE LIKE MMO GOSSIP SQUAD

Not exactly one of my favorite “moments” – but every single time MMO’s trainees appeared on screen during episode 1 and 2, I’ve started to lose my shit.

Originally posted by cherry-jimin

Mnet didn’t show their evaluation performance, but thankfully – they revealed a lot of their gossip during the first two episodes. Oh yeah, the MMO Gossip Squad was born. Especially Jisung shined more than anyone else with his unique kind of humor. Thank you Mnet for revealing their stupid conversations.

#6 배고파 // BAEGOPA

I already knew that Seongwoo was funny as fuck. But during the tenth episode I completely lost my shit when he introduced us to his own version of BTS’ Boy in Luv.

Originally posted by 116fanxyzihoes

What the fuck, dude? I will never be able to listen to this song with proper lyrics again. NEVER! Thanks, Seongwoo! You ruined Boy in Luv for me. Now I can’t stop laughing when this song appears on my playlist.

#7 LOSING YOUR SHIT IN FRONT OF THE QUEEN

When Mnet announced that TripleH are going to make a song for the Produce 101 trainees, everyone went full nuts. I would lose my shit as well. But when they finally arrived, the other trainees who had no chance to work with HyunA, E-Dawn and Hui couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw Korea’s current sex symbol.

Originally posted by lai-guanlin

As someone who has already seen HyunA live, I can confirm – this is exactly what happens to yourself. Your mouth opens widely, you start to drool and you probably stop breathing. However, it was so incredibly sweet to see how awkward and shy the trainees started to act when HyunA greeted them. Gosh, too cute!

#8 DANIEL THE PANTY DESTROYER

Do you think this is fun, Kang Daniel? You’ve already destroyed enough ovaries with your previous performances, but doing THIS made countless ladies probably pregnant – with or without their ovaries.

Originally posted by nctaetrash

Yes, I’ve lost my shit. I’ve lost more than my shit. I think I’ve lost my virginity for the second time. And I blame this sexy bastard (plus the other Kang) and his sensual performance during the ninth episode of Produce 101. Fuck you, Daniel! Oh, wait… fuck me! 

(This is clearly a joke, guys. I obviously still have my virginity.)

#9 SEXY BANDIT KILLS EVERYONE

Brutal force is what makes men sexy, right? Yeah… well, not really. But when Kang Dongho starts smashing – he smashes everyone. And yes, that’s actually freaking hot.

Originally posted by goddanik

The revenge for his team’s maknae Guanlin made me lose my shit, because Kang Real Namja Dongho fucked everyone. EVERYONE! No one was save during the arm wrestling competition, and no one was save during the punching contest. Sexy Bandit just killed them all.

#10 EUNKI AND JUNG JUNG’S BROMANCE DANCE

There was only one moment of Produce 101 that forced me to pause – yes, during a live stream. I’ve danced ballet and modern for a very long time, and I absolutely still have a certain connection to this kind of dance. And when Jung Jung suddenly appeared on stage and started dancing “freestyle” together with Eunki – I COMPLETELY LOST MY SHIT!

Originally posted by congstellation

Oh my God, boys! This was one of the best moments of my entire life – and I am not someone who ships boys with boys (I usually ship boys with myself). I fell in love – with Eunki, Jung Jung, the dance and Group D. Thank you, thank you so much for this perfect moment that proves that I’m the worst creep ever. Thank you!

If you want to check out my previous Produce 101 shit… yeah… here it is. I write a lot of inappropriate but also sweet stuff.

PRODUCE101 FINAL – THOUGHTS AND OVERWHELMING EMOTIONS

PRODUCE101 – HOW THE PERFECT BOY GROUP WOULD LOOK LIKE

TOP5 SEXIEST PRODUCE101 TRAINEES: #5#4#3#2#1

PRODUCE101 EPISODE 10 – FEELINGS, FRUSTRATION AND FEAR

anonymous asked:

While fixing up clothes, S/O accidentally finds the ring Pre!fall Gabe and Jack had been planning on using to propose to them :3

This was so cute to write! Thanks so much for the request! <3

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Jack Morrison
(I Can See That This Is Real Love)

You and Jack have a United Nations dinner to go to this evening so it requires you to dress up and look nice. You’re currently in the bathroom of the apartment you share, doing your makeup in the large mirror. The dress you’re wearing is red with a slit down the side, causing your leg to peak through when you walk. You admire it for a moment in the mirror and you’ve got admit that you look like you could play the part of the Strike Commander’s girlfriend.

“You look beautiful.”

You see Jack through the mirror, leaning against the doorframe. He’s wearing a black suit with the matching tie to your dress. The smile on his face is tender as he watches you finish putting on your lipstick.

“Thank you,” you tell him as you turn around to face him. “You look great yourself.” You pat his chest gently before he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close.

Jack leans down to gives you a kiss but you lean your head back, preventing him from doing so. He frowns down at you and all you say is “fresh coat of lipstick. Sorry.”

He gives you a playful laugh before trailing his lips down your jaw and neck. You avoid biting your lip since you don’t want to ruin the lipstick you just expertly applied but since you don’t, a moan escapes your lips as he continues to kiss along your collarbone.

“If you continue with that, then we’re going to be late,” you whisper.

“What’s a few minutes?’ Jack murmurs against your skin.

“Ana’s death glare,” you tease.

“I suppose you’re right.” Jack stands up and pulls away from you but you notice his pants look off.

“Wait, honey!”

Jack turns back around to you. “What?”

You take a step and close the distance between the two of you, feeling his pants for what’s wrong. Jack tenses underneath your touch. You feel a square object in one of his pockets before reaching in and pulling it out. It’s a small black box and your heart drops in anticipation.

Jack quickly grabs it from your hand and goes to speak but you interrupt him before he can say anything.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“It is. I was going to propose after dinner tonight but you’ve beat me to the punch.”

“Oh,” your cheeks redden from slight embarrassment.

“What do you say?” Jack kneels down to one knee and opens the box. The ring is a decent size and elegant. Everything you could have secretly wished for. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” You drop down to his level and give him a kiss, lipstick be damned. Before you wrap your arms around him in a hug. “Of course, I will!”

Jack’s face lights up before he lifts you up and spins you around, careful to not knock you against any of the objects in the bathroom. He sets you down on your feet before placing another kiss against your lips, breaking it with a smile. “How about it, my future wife? Let’s get going before Ana has our heads.”

“Sounds like a plan,” you say cheerfully.

Jack grabs your left hand and slides the ring on before the two of you walk out hand in hand.

Gabriel Reyes
(Dance With Me)

You, Gabe, plus a few other Overwatch members have been invited to a state dinner by one of Gabriel’s former bosses. The dinner goes lovely as you sit beside him, making small talk with old colleagues of his and having more fun than you could remember having in a long time. Blackwatch is stressful on the two of you but you notice how Gabe looks more relaxed than he has in ages.

You’re currently standing near the edge of the room, talking to Lena and Angela with a drink in your hand when a familiar tune begins to course through your ears. It’s the first song your grandparents danced to on their wedding night and you can’t remember how many times you asked them to teach you the dance they choreographed when you were younger.

You feel a familiar presence behind you as Gabe wraps one arm around your waist to pull you close before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. “Come dance with me, Cariño.”

You turn around to face him before scanning the room. “But no one else is dancing.”

“Who cares?” Gabe grabs the glass out of your hand and gives it to Angela to hold before pulling you along the floor, accidently bumping into Jack.

“Sorry Jack!” You exclaim before Gabriel brings you to a fairly empty part of the room.

Gabe spins you so you’re facing him and starts backing you up in familiar steps before dipping your upper body. You stay there for a few seconds before Gabriel brings you back up and you look at him with amazement. How did he learn your grandparents’ dance? It doesn’t really matter at this point since Gabe is spinning you around the floor with expert precision. You feel warmth and awe fill your body with the kind gesture your boyfriend has done for you.

At one point throughout the dance, you felt a small object in Gabe’s pants that didn’t feel like his wallet, keys or phone. Once the dance has finished, everyone is looking at you two and giving small claps as you walk over to where Angela and Lena are standing.

Lena leans over and whispers in your ear. “You two are so cute!”

You smile at her and tell her, “Thank you,” before turning to Gabe.

“That was wonderful! But Gabe?”

“Yes?”

“What’s in your pocket?”

“Nothing. Just my wallet and keys.”

“But when you spun me around it felt like there was something else in there.”

“I can assure you, there’s nothing else there.”

You give him a quick look of ‘I don’t believe you’ before leaning in for a kiss. He falls for it and just before your lips touch, you place your hand in his pocket and grab a small box.

“Ha!” You turn away to look at it. It’s a small black ring box and you feel your heart speed up in anticipation. You quickly turn back to face him. “What’s this?”

He runs his fingers through his hair before speaking. “I was going to propose a bit later if you had been patient.”

“Oh,” you whisper as your cheeks turn a slight shade of red from ruining your boyfriend’s plan.

“So, why don’t I do it right now?” He asks as he steps closer to you, grabbing the box from your hand.

You nod your head in agreement before Gabriel grabs your hand and drags you through the crowd to the near by balcony. He gets down on one knee and grabs your left hand while opening the box with the other. The ring is simple and elegant at the same time. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” You quickly drop to your knees and wrap your arms around him to give him a hug. “Yes, yes, yes! I will marry you!” Gabe pulls away for a brief second to put the ring on your finger before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

The kiss you share is long and passionate before you break off, slightly out of breath. Gabe leans his forehead against yours, lips millimetres apart. “I love you so much, Cariño.”

“I love you too.”

kekerockinrobin  asked:

Can I request a smut based off song Who Do You Love by Mariana's Trench where you & yoongi starts off as enemies for some reason when he's really in love with you & one day you two are left along for the day & you have a fight leading to sexy time

This was quite interesting to write since I’ve never written something with this type of plot line, so I hope you enjoy!~
- Devi ^_-

[WARNING: Explicit Content]

who do you love? {smut/angst}

Word Count: 3741


At some point in our lives, we all come across at least one person whom we cannot stand, and for what reason? That’s what’s unknown. See, our instincts are more capable than our minds seem to let us believe, and sometimes said instincts just KNOW when there’s something about someone that’s offputting even if your mind cannot rationalize it. Some people just make us angry simply for existing, without really transgressing against us. There was one in your life too. His name was Min Yoongi. 

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Hands off

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

Request:
Heey can you do one scenario or text about a jealous tae tae? One guy flirts with his s/o but she hates it?

[I’m sorry if it seems a little rushed]

A night out is what you wanted.

Just a nice date out in the town and out of your apartment. It’s has been awhile since you and taehyung ha actually been on an actual date so you were quite eager when he had called you up to go out. He didn’t say what you’d be doing but nonetheless you were still excited. 


It was almost dark out but the city lights were already shinning so prettily on the streets and the people that crowded it. You smile softly just by the sight of it. Taehyung glances at you and can’t help but smile to. “What are you smiling about?” he says now looking at you.” You face him ”Why are you smiling Keep your eyes on the road,” you turn his face with your finger. “I’m just happy to be spending time with you tonight,” taehyung’s hand reaches for your’s and holds it with a gentile grip. “Me to.”

You two were finally out the car and walked along the pavement passing by all the small shops . “What are we doing?” you asked looking around you. “Well I was hoping that we’d get some food first and then maybe whatever comes to mind after that.”

“This date was unplanned wasn’t it?”

“Yeah pretty much.” 

You laughed with taehyung and hugged his arm, “How about we just stop here for a quick bite,” you pointed at the Korean BBQ that sat between a cafe and Ice cream shop. “You sure you don’t want ice cream?” “I don’t think frozen dairy will fill us up,” you chuckled.

You walked in the BBQ and quickly settled in a booth by a window. Taehyung leans over just a bit to hold your hands and hums with what seemed to be satisfaction. “Ah I’m glad we’re finally out,” a sigh of relief of left his lips. “I know it’s been awhile,” “I’m sorry we haven’t spent time together,” you smiled warmly at your boyfriend “It’s ok-” your assuring words were cut off when a waiter came up to your table with a notepad and pen ready at hand. 

He asked if you were ready to order but since you were distracted with taehyung you two sent him off with an order of your drinks.

“We should probably pick something out, we don’t wan to keep him waiting when he gets back.”


After a nice meal taehyung got up and left to use the bathroom leaving you to scroll through your phone. After a minute or two you received a message from him.

[8:36 PM] TaeTae: Ugh there’s a line 

[8:36 PM] TaeTae: Think you can wait?

[8:37 PM] You: lol it’s fine we’re in no rush

After pressing send someone clears their throat and you looked up to see a young man standing by your table. “Yes?” you said politely thinking that maybe he needed something. 

“Hello,” he gives you a smile and bows slightly. “Oh, um hi?” your brow raised a bit. “I couldn’t help but notice that you were here alone,” “I’m actually here with-” he cuts you off “Is is ok if I sit here?” Before you could protest he takes the seat in front of you. “So what’s a pretty lady like you doing here all alone?” He smirks at you and with that alone you were starting to feel uncomfortable. “I’m here with my boyfriend,” you stated. 

He cocks a brow “Boyfriend huh? I don’t see him around,” “well he’s busy at the moment,” you said. “You’re very cute you know that,” his words made you cringe. “Listen I don’t mean to be rude but I would really like to be left alone.”

He ignores you completely and calls over a waitress to order himself and you a drink. You took this opportunity to text taehyung

[8:52PM] You: babe, we need to go now…

“Hey what are you doing there?” You looked up from your phone and narrowed your eyes at him. “That’s none of your business.” “aren’t being a bit rude to me baby, i only want to get to know you.” You rolled your eyes.

[8:54 PM] Taetae: Um ok but  why?

You read the message and quickly replied

[8:54 PM] You: Just meet me by the front.

You got up from your seat and tried walking past him but he stood up blocking your path. “Where are you going I still want to talk,” “well I don’t.” you tried to pass him but he kept blocking you. “Don’t be like that please,” he begged playfully only to have you scoff at him.

What you didn’t know was that taehyung was watching the scene play out just for a bit when he walked out to see what was going on. The man reached for your hair and tried for your waist but you slapped his hands away not letting him touch you. After seeing the guy’s intentions towards you his eyes darkened and marched right over to you. There was no way in hell he was letting him get away with this.

“Hey what the hell do you think you’re doing!” You spin around hearing taehyung’s deep voice. A wave a relief hit you once seeing your boyfriend but a small chill ran through your body seeing his dark eyes. You knew right then and there he wasn’t happy.

The man looked at taehyung with slightly narrowed eyes. “This has nothing to do with you pretty boy,” “This has a lot to do with me when you’re messing with my girlfriend.” 

Taehyung stepped up to the guy eyeing him with an intimidating glare. “You don’t scare me,” he said trying to hide the slight shakiness in his voice. You watched as they stood face to face and finally realized the scene they were causing. Your hands made their way onto taehyung’s shoulders as a way to calm him. “Babe let’s just go, this isn’t worth a fight.” Taehyung seemed a bit reluctant to back off meaning that it be some sign of weakness but he knew you were right. 

He took your hand and sighed a little “alright let’s go.” You barely pass the guy before he starts to laugh. “You’re really dating this lame excuse of a boyfriend he couldn’t even fight me how is he going to protect you!” he mocked. “Just come to me baby he ain’t n-” and like that he was on the ground taking a punch to the mouth from taehyung. 

“You were saying,” he looked down at him with a clenched fist. The man scrambled to his feet and rushed out angrily and you grabbed tae’s hand and made a quick escape as well.


The walk back to the car was tense for you felt a bit uneasy with boyfriend all  riled up. 

He scoffs suddenly muttering something about the guy from the BBQ you swear you almost hear him growl. “Tae, it’s fine now he’s not a problem anymore and you should now that his words meant nothing.”

“I know that but that’s not what I’m mad about,” “that bastard was all over you god he was piratically drooling,” he made a sound of disgust. Your mouth formed into a little ‘o’ shape and smirked a little. “So you were jealous?”

“Hell yes I was, i’m not afraid to admit it,” he let out an annoyed groan. “I was beyond angry I’d be damned letting another man touch you.” His arm hugged at your waist bringing you closer to him. “I should hold you like this for now on to let the other guys out there know that they need to keep their hands off you.” You laughed a little a kissed his cheek. 

“baby calm down,” you leaned a little closer to his ear “you know I won’t let another touch me but you,” you say teasingly. 

He chokes on his own air and looks at you with big eyes. “Y/n,” you kissed him “what I’m just saying.”


[Bonus]

Once you finally got back home you and tae sat quietly on the sofa with the tv playing some random movie. 

“This night was ruined,” he pouts. “Tae it’s fine,” you hand runs trough his assuringly. “No it’s not I wanted to have a nice night out with you but that got ruined because of that punk.” He sits up from your lap and nuzzles his head in your neck, his hot breath ticking you a bit. “I want to make it up to you.”

“You don’t have to,” 

“But I want to,” you felt him begin to feather kissed along your neck. “and how are you going to make it up to me,” you bit your lip

He pulls back, a smirk forming onto his lips, “I’ll show you.” and with that he lifts you up and carries you off into your room.

This is probably a little different that what the anon wanted but I hope you still liked it
Much love~💖

Mirrors

pairing: lams (hamilton/laurens)

modern AU

request: anon: Okay so on twitter there is a john Lauren’s bot and there is one tweet that says “alexander punched the mirror and now his hands r bleeding and i am kissing them better” and me and my friend said that would be a great fic idea and you’re a great writer and I was wondering if you can write it. I would appreciate it so much but you don’t have to if you don’t want to. Thank you if you do and thank you for reading this ask😘

word count: 1119 (finally a decent ish length again)

warnings: swearing

a/n: I’M SO SORRY I’VE BEEN SO INACTIVE I HAVEN’T POSTED IN OVER A WEEK. i’ll go back to updating regularly soon. maybe. i made this longer and added domestic stuff, hope you enjoy :)

masterlist

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There’s a loud shattering sound and John winces, recognizing the sound of breaking glass. Alex is in the bathroom, and he’s probably broken that little mirror that John doesn’t even know where it came from.

But nope, there’s a loud holler of pain from the bathroom, followed by a string of curse words from Alex. Worried now, John hops up and knocks on the door. “Alex? You okay?”

“No,” Alex growls, his voice filled with pain. “Because Thomas Jefferson exists.”

“Alex, babe, I know Jefferson’s horrid, but why are you hurt? And why is the mirror smashed?”

Alex opens the door and presses a washcloth to his hand, wincing. “Um.”

John peeks past his boyfriend. The large mirror above the sink has been punched, and shards of glass litter the tiled floor. “What the hell?”

Alex half-grins. “Let me explain.”

“What did Jefferson do to make you break our mirror? Good luck explaining this one,” John says, accentuating the words mirror and this.

“He somehow got my number and sent me half a dozen texts while I was washing my hands and my gosh he just makes me so mad, John, you gotta understand! And he goaded me, and wouldn’t shut up and uggggggggh. So, I, uh…”


“Punched the mirror,” John supplies, and Alex nods, unable to meet his boyfriend’s eyes.

John sighs and grabs some bandages to patch up Alex’s bleeding hands. He doesn’t say a word, and neither does Alex, not even when John puts the ointment on and it has to hurt.

“Thanks,” Alex mumbles when John’s finished. John lifts Alex’s knuckles to his mouth and kisses the bandages. Alex breathes in sharply.

“What?” John asks, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Something wrong?”

“You…just…still wanna kiss me after I ruined the bathroom?”


“Not till you clean up the broken glass,” John shoots back, and he leaves the room.

“JOHN LAURENS!” Alex shouts, but John can tell that there’s no real anger behind it. He grins to himself.

Some time later, Alex emerges from the bathroom with the remainder of the mirror in a baggie. “What do we do with this?”

“Put it over there,” John says, waving in the direction of the corner. “Not sure. I’ll Google it later.”

Alex sets the bag down and then sits next to John on the couch. Silence lasts a full six seconds before he bursts. “I’m sorry, John.”

“Sorry for what?” Alex apologizing for anything is rare, and John wants to draw it out, savor the moment.

“For breaking our mirror.”

John nods. “And?…”


Alex looks confused. “And what?”

“For being…”

“No. I am not apologizing for that,” Alex says. John turns away. “No, please no,” he whines. “That asshole doesn’t deserve it.”

“I’m not kissing you till you say you’re sorry for getting mad.” John doesn’t even look at Alex, and he wonders how long it’ll be till the other man cracks.

Alex lasts an impressive seven seconds this time before cracking. “Fine! Fine! Fine! I’m sorry for getting so mad at Jefferson! I won’t even block his number! Fine! Will you kiss me now?”

“Say it in a nicer tone,” John instructs, holding in a laugh. It’s cute how Alex gets so worked up over silly little things like this.

“I’m. Sorry. For. Getting. Really. Mad. At. Jefferson. And. Breaking. The. Bathroom. Mirror.” Alex’s tone is even and measured, and even though he pauses after every word, it’s good enough for John.

“Okay.”

~

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”

Snow White is playing on the TV. John and Alex’s daughter, Mindy, is captivated by the movie. She’s about three and has recently discovered the exciting world of Disney. Alex shoots John a glance as the evil queen talks to her mirror, and Alex suppresses a giggle.

“Remember that day?” John asks, not taking his eyes off the screen. He tries to be quiet, but Mindy still turns around and gives him a shushing motion. He nods.

“Yeah,” Alex breathes into John’s ear. It tickles. “When I broke the mirror, and you made me apologize.”

“And then the next day I made you apologize to Jefferson. To his face.”

“That scarred me.”

“But then you and him stopped being at each other’s throats twenty-four seven, and I got to hear about things that weren’t Jefferson being terrible. That was nice.”

Alex laughs soundlessly. “I did talk about him a lot.”

“You’d think that you were secretly soulmates or something.”

“Ha. No.”


“Will you guys shut up, please?” Mindy asks, turning with a look of indignance on her face. “I can’t hear.”

“Sorry, sweetie,” Alex says, kissing her forehead. “You wanna restart it?”


“Just back to the mirror scene,” the little girl decides, snuggling in between her dads. “That’s the good part.”

John doesn’t want to laugh, but he does, and Mindy fumbles for the remote, hitting several different buttons before finding pause. “What’s so funny, Daddy?”

“It’s a long story,” Alex explains.

Mindy crosses her arms. “We got time.”

“I see you’ve taught her well,” John mumbles to Alex. Alex grins with half of his mouth.

“So back before we got married, before we adopted you, your daddy had…issues with this one guy he worked with,” John starts.

“He made me so mad,” Alex adds.

“It’s not good to be mad at people, Daddy,” Mindy says. “It makes you mean.”

Three year olds are so pure.

“Anyway, he sent your daddy some texts that made him very mad, and so he punched the mirror in the bathroom and broke it.”


Mindy’s mouth falls open. “Daddy!”

Alex holds his hands up. “Guilty.”

“That’s why the mirror scene is so funny to us,” John finishes.

“Didya get a new mirror?”

“I think so. I hope so,” Alex says, worry creeping into his tone. “Wouldn’t want someone to be renting that apartment and find no mirror.”

Mindy giggles. “Okay, can we watch the movie now?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart.”

Some time later, Mindy’s fallen asleep, and Alex carries her to bed and tucks her in. “Goodnight, kiddo. Sweet dreams. Don’t punch any mirrors.”

“Is that just gonna be a running inside joke now?” John asks. Alex nods and then kisses him briefly. John tries to melt into the kiss, but Alex is already pulling away.

“Where are you going?” John mumbles, uncertain.

“To finish the movie, duh,” Alex shoots back. “We can cuddle on the couch.”

John happily skips after him and settles next to him. Alex hits play and then kisses John, and it’s nice, it’s so nice to be here and in love and raising a daughter and having inside jokes, even if the jokes are about Alex breaking a mirror.

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People Like You (Jared Kleinman x Reader)

“A Jared x reader fic where the reader is new to school and slowly comes popular and knows that liking Jared is suicide but she can’t help herself?”

Request by: @fabdom-girl

Warnings: Explicit language, using the word “slut” as an insult, and people drawing a boy’s non-no parts on Evan’s cast.

She had only been there for 3 months and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) was already one of the most popular girls in the school.

No, she wasn’t a snob. However, most of the people she called her “friends” were.

She didn’t realize this until she watched three of them trip a girl in the cafeteria, laugh at her, and walk away while kicking bits of mac and cheese back at the poor girl. (Y/N) hesitantly helped the girl back up and handed her a napkin.

She was being watched by nearly anyone, and everyone who was anyone knew that to get to the top of the social pyramid she had to make a choice. Be popular and rude, or be nice and gradually sink down to the bottom of the chain.

“You don’t get anywhere by being nice.” Her friends, the Heathers, would remind her. But that’s how she was.

Smart, pretty, kind, and talented. That’s what everyone thought of her.

Everyone except for Jared Kleinman. Sure, he thought, she was pretty. But,

“Do you think she put the mac and cheese on the ground back in that girl’s food? Like to make her sick?” Jared asked the only person sitting with him, Evan Hansen.

“No, I think you’re over-thinking this, and she’s actually a nice person.” He responded, playing with his mac and cheese with his plastic spoon.

“Bullshit, Hansen.” Jared hissed, “No way in hell is there a person with so much power, that decides to be that nice.”

“She doesn’t have ‘power’, Jared. We’re literally in high school. This isn’t some kind of weird, student-lead, monarchy.” Evan protested. He thought that (Y/N) was nice.

“The only reason you’re on her side, is because she helped you write an essay last month. What grade did you get on that again?”

“An A-” Evan replied, still holding his head high like he was proud.

“Exactly my point! Why not an A+? Why couldn’t ‘little miss perfect’ get you a perfect 100? Because she maybe didn’t have the time to spend with people like you!” Jared was shouting at this point, and people at nearby tables were starting to notice him.

“What do you mean, ‘people like you’?” Evan asked, defensively. He began to stand up with his tray, slowly.

“God, Evan, you’re so dense.” He laughed to himself. “People that nobody notices.” That had done it. Jared’s offensive and slightly morbid humor had gone right over Evan’s head this time. Evan stood up and walked out of the lunch room.

In the hallway, (Y/N)’s friends were waiting on her to finish up in the bathroom. One of them saw Evan walk out of the lunchroom and approached him, taking notice to his cast.

“Mind if I sign?” She asked, pulling out a green sharpie.

“U-uh sur-e.” He stumbled over his words. She signed her name, and a drew a rather inappropriate picture underneath it. Right as she was walking away, Evan took a look at her “signature”.

He read what she wrote down aloud, “Heather Du- hey! Oh uh- ah okay…” Evan noticed her walking away, laughing with her friends. He felt powerless. Why couldn’t he just stand up for himself? He felt his eyes water and his nose felt tingly.

“Hey- um, Evan?” (Y/N) approached him cautiously. He looked up and she was slightly taken aback by his red eyes.

“Oh- hi.” He replied, looking down again.

“Is everything okay? What did they do?” Without looking up, Evan showed her his cast. Heather’s name and the gross pictures that defaced it.

“Wh- I am so sorry. I have no idea why they have to be such…” she paused to find the right word,” “shit-dicks sometimes.”

Evan laughed, “Why do you even hang out with them?” (Y/N) took Evan’s hand and led him to her locker, while thinking of a way to explain herself.

“I kind of feel like, well like, I have to? Like it’s what everyone expects of me.” She opened her locker with him standing there, “There’s just so much pressure on ‘popular people’ to y’know, find who you belong with. And the Heathers decided that I belong with them. I wish I had a choice.”

“Wow. That’s- deep…” Evan cleared his throat, “I mean, you do have a choice. Unless they’re blackmailing you or something.”

“Listen Evan, I’m going to explain something a little personal to you.” She grabbed white-out from the top shelf, “At my last school, nobody wanted anything to do with me. Everyone was so judgmental, and when I heard from my parents that we were moving, I was ecstatic. A chance to start over, and a chance to actually have friends for once.” She began to apply the white-out where Duke had drawn.

“So that’s why you’re so nice? I- I mean like, you seem nice to everyone.” A girl was touching his arm.

“Yea. Because I know what it feels like to be treated like I’m worthless.” She finished covering up the signature and picture.

“C-can- um, will you- uh, sign my cast?” He managed to say. She laughed and looked through her locker to find a blue sharpie. She signed his cast and closed her locker.

“Ok, back to lunch with you, mister.” She laughed.

“Bye, (Y/N)!” He walked away, happily.

Little did either of them know, Jared was right around the corner listening to her story.

“I’ll admit it, I didn’t really think you were that good a person at first.” He said, walking out of his hiding place.

“How much did you hear?” She asked. She recognized him as Jared Kleinman, the boy who had repeatedly caught her eye in the hallways. He looked, if she were sugar-coating it, a little dorky. But like a cute kind of dorky.

“Enough to know that you used to be a girl-version of Evan.” He laughed.

“You can’t tell anyone what your just heard.” She said, a deathly seriousness in her tone.

“Why not? Because it’ll ruin your reputation with the popular kids? You’re so weird.” He scoffed.

“Why do you care? Evan told me that you have it out for me. I just want to know why.”

“Because you’re a poser. I just don’t believe someone who is so popular could be so nice. You’re planning something. What are you going to do? Blow up the school? Punch the principal’s dog in the face?” He took a step forward with an eye-brow raised. Now he was less than a foot in front of her.

“I’m not a terrorist, you di- jerk.” She hissed. To say she was intimidated was an understatement, but she wasn’t going to let him know that. She leaned forward and propped herself up onto her toes.

“You don’t scare me.” He whispered to her. He was amused by how pathetic she looked, trying to look scary.

“Well good, because you don’t scare me either!” she said, looking at his whole face. She never noticed how he had the charming-but-nerdy kind of look to him.

“Oh okay, sure. Prove it.”

“Is that a threat, or are you making a move?” She asked, she was on the verge of laughing at him, but stood her ground. She may or may not have felt extremely attracted to him in that moment, and he may or may not have reciprocated those feelings.

Without thinking, she grabbed him by his shoulders and brought his lips to hers. He was taken aback, but eventually kissed back with an equal amount of vigor.

Neither of them were holding back, and both knew what they wanted. Their lips moved in nearly perfect sync, but the tension and hatred from their argument was still there. It was that hatred towards each other that was fueling the kiss.

His hands were at the small of her back, and gradually moving south. He had her basically pinned to the wall of lockers behind her. She gasped, and brought her hands up to the back of his head, desperately trying to bring him closer, but at this point, that wasn’t possible.

That’s when the bell rung. The lunch period was over.

They both jerked away as fast as they could, both with the same hostile expressions they had before their… ‘interaction’.

“That was disgusting.” She scoffed.

“You’re disgusting.” He said in reply. He walked away, but turned his head to shoot her a wink. Her body heated up, and she turned back to her locker to grab her books for the next period. Instead of her locker she was met with the scowling face of Heather Duke.

“Don’t think I didn’t see that. Tomorrow, everyone is going to know how much of a slut you are for ‘computer-camp-Jared.’ You’ll be less than a nobody.” She growled. 

Grabbing her books from her locker and closing it, (Y/N) tapped Heather’s nose with a smile.

“Who’s going to believe you over me? Being nice may not make me popular, but it makes people like me more than people like you.” And she walked away, leaving Heather dumbfounded. (Y/N) could still feel Jared’s touch linger on her lips.

Today is a good day.

Be with me (a fluffy one shot)

(Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes)

So, this is new… I didn’t think I’d ever write anything even remotely close to M/M fanfic, ever. But here we are!

I know this will not be everyone’s cup of tea, a lot of you are here for the female Oc’s/Reader stories that I’ve always written these past years. And I totally understand that.
But I’ve always written what inspires me, and right now that’s Stucky.

Story: The idea came to me when I heard the song Dancing on my own by Callum Scott, and it made me think of Bucky watching Steve dance with a girl and feeling all sad/jealous about it.

No warnings, this is just Angst and Fluff. 

But I guess Stucky is a warning in itself, if M/M is not your thing don’t read this one. If you want to try it, like I did (very hesitantly) a few months ago then I thank you.

I want to explore the best of both world and write Steve/Bucky/Reader too in the future, but for now these two are all that’s in my head.

Leave me feedback, be gentle, this is my first time, in a way ;)

*****

Be with me

“Somebody said you got a new friend
Does she love you better than I can?
And there’s a big black sky over my town
I know where you’re at, I bet she’s around”

Her hair was long and curly, dancing on her shoulders as she moved gracefully to the music. Her smile was warm and loving, perfect teeth and sparkly blue eyes that lit up with her smile. Her arms hung loosely around his neck, fingers playing with his hair as they danced. 

Bucky hid behind a small group while he watched them.

They were dancing, slow and close. Too close. She leaned her forehead against his, blocking his face from Bucky’s view but he knew it was him. He’d recognize him in any crowd anywhere.
He swayed along with her to the music, Bucky watched as his strong arms wrapped around her waist and his fingers gently caressed her lower back. When they turned Bucky could see the happy smile on his face and the way he kept his eyes locked with hers. 

He looked happy, as if nothing else on this earth mattered to him except her and this moment they shared. Bucky felt like someone had just punched him in the gut.

“And yeah, I know it’s stupid
But I just gotta see it for myself
I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her,
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me?”

Bucky took another long sip from his bottle, he wasn’t sure how many drinks he’d had but the alcohol was finally starting to numb his senses.
About damn time.

They were kissing now, Bucky’s stomach was turning and he was starting to feel physically sick. He couldn’t stand to be in this place one second longer. The loud base of the music and the other people dancing way too close to him suddenly put him on edge. When one of the girls started dancing up against him he shoved her aside a little too roughly.

‘Hey, watch it asshole!’ she gave him an angry push back.

’I’m sorry,’ Bucky muttered but she had already turned away from him and didn’t hear his apology.

He needed to get out. Now.


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Theo Reaken Imagine- I’m Not A Bad Guy

Anon-Theo comes back to town and the whole pack is very protective of you and telling you to stay away from him, but Theo has a certain interest in you and is always trying to talk to you and invite you over without the pack knowing

Authors note- Thankyou for the request, this was very interesting to write and I hope you enjoy x

“Y/n, what did I tell you?” Lydia groaned. “Don’t trust Theo” you said with an eye roll, out of routine. “So ignore him” she added. “I cant, we go to the same school!” you claimed, throwing your arms around. “You could at least block his number” she raised her eyebrows. “Well erm, I thought maybe it would be best to keep it for… security purposes” you excused. “No, you want to keep it because you fancy him” she said, as you merged with Malia and Kira in the hallway. “You best not be talking about who I think you are” Malia said, correctly judging the situation. “Nope, we’re talking about someone different” you protested. “And who may that be?” Malia asked. “You know I’m lying, there’s no point” you whined. “Theo asked to meet her tonight” Lydia told. “You’re seriously not considering it Y/n” Kira joined in. “Why do you guys hate him so much?” you questioned, already knowing the answer. “He’s a sociopath” “Manipulative” “Evil asshole”  they all began saying at the same time. “People change” you argued, as you entered the school library. “Yes, but not in the matter of a week” Lydia said wisely as you all took your usual seats. “Its best we end this conversation before Sco- Oh hey Scott” Kira smiled, after noticing him and Stiles walking over. “I heard you four bickering. You’re not meeting him” Scott continued. You huffed and sunk back into your chair, “It’s not like I wanted to go anyway” you crossed your arms. Stiles let out a fake choke, not needing supernatural abilities to tell that was a lie. “I hate him, I actually hate him” Liam said storming over with Mason trailing behind him. “Who?” everyone asked at the same time, besides you because you were being grumpy. “Theo! He was flirting with Hayden and I swear he came this close to kissing her” Liam demonstrated by putting his face close to Mason’s, earning a very disapproving look from him. But with that your heart sank, you realised that you weren’t special just another piece in his twisted board game and like everyone else you were being played. You knew the werewolves could tell, but you simply put on a brave face and acted like you weren’t bothered. Again.

“What’s up with you?” Theo asked, while maintaining his charm and careless persona. “Wouldn’t you like to know” you said, brushing past him and into your history class. He was expecting the usual flirtatious remark from you, which you could get away with every so often when the rest of the pack weren’t near your lesson. You sat at your desk and slammed your books on the table, you weren’t sure as to why you felt so hurt by the sociopath that was trying to break up your pack. He sat on the desk behind you, knowing if he attempted to set next to you, he probably would of got a punch in the face. “Someone must be on their pe-” he began. “Don’t even say it” you said firmly through gritted teeth. “Woah feisty, does this mean the deals off?” he asked. “There was never a deal” you said with a raised eyebrow. “I promised to not tell the pack you admitted to liking me, if you went on a date with me” he interrupted. “That’s pretty counter productive if you ask me and FYI I don’t like you Theo” you scoffed, earning you a raised eyebrow, because he heard your heart race. “Why do you want to go on date with me anyway? So you can pry information out of me? So you can get one over on them? So you can get back at Scott by trying to steal one of his pack members?” you began to list. “No actually, because I want to talk to you” he claimed. “We’re talking right now” you rolled your eyes. As if on queue your phone started to buzz from on your desk. Stiles: Meet us at the jeep ASAP, I think we’ve found something. Theo clearly saw because he carried on quickly before you stood up. “Meet me and the coffee house , the one a few blocks from the animal clinic at 8″ he followed you with his eyes. You simply gave a shrug in response and smirked as you made your way back out of the door, before your teacher noticed. You didn’t know that Theo then continued to cover for you by coming up with an elaborate story as to why you weren’t in the lesson.

”Stiles, you’ve got three seconds to move away from me before I punch you in the face!” you were trying to keep your calm. As per usual, Stiles came to the wrong conclusion and you all ended up having to ditch school to go to some remote area, in search for clues. “I’m sorry okay guys, I really thought this would have worked” he sighed casually, as if you hadn’t drove for an hour in the car, ruined your white shoes on that stupid muddy field and came close to hypothermia all for nothing. “What’s the time?” Kira asked with a groan, knowing her mom was going to be mad at her for ditching school. “It’s half seven” Lydia answered as she pouted at the time on her phone. Shit, you internally shouted while trying to remain calm on the surface. “Hey Lyd, would you mind dropping me to Deaton’s clinic now please?” you said with puppy dog eyes. “Cute, but why the sudden rush?” she questioned. “I need to see him before it closes” you retort. “Y/n you know he lets us go in at any time, considering he’s the druid for our pack” he said with a raised eyebrow. “Yes, but then I need to go home in time to catch my mom before she leaves for work-” you improvised. “Why?” Malia interrogated. When you paused to think, a few of them clocked on. “You’re not seriously thinking about meeting him?” Stiles groaned. “I’m not meeting him!” you protested with a foot stomp. “Promise” Kira said childishly. You nod your head, not wanting to openly lie to them or break a promise. Lydia gave you a disappointed look but pulled out her car keys and you headed off.

“So, we’re here” Lydia gave a weak smile. You looked at the window to see you were parked outside of the coffee house. “You knew?” you said with a loud sigh. “Of course I knew, I know everything about you” she replied. “Don’t worry, I wont tell the others. Just be careful okay” she added reluctantly. She was your best friend until the end, but she knew that the only way you could learn was from making the mistakes yourself. You opened the car door and entered the coffee shop nervously. You looked around, you should of known. He stood you up, to embarrass you. You turned around but Lydia had already drove off, she was clearly going to stall and mislead the others from trying to catch you out. You felt awkward to say the least, until you saw him. He was sitting at the back of the room with two coffees and a two slices of cake. You watched for a minute as he adjusted the coffee cup so the logo was facing straight and how he kept feeling the side to make sure it was still hot enough for you. You watched as he fluffed his hair up because he remembers overhearing you tell Lydia that he looked cute with it like that and how he gave you the cake with the most icing on it because he overhears you talk about vanilla icing at lunch. You noticed all the napkins, sugar sachets and stirring spoons were on the table from him impulsively getting more while waiting for you. For a moment anything supernatural faded and Theo seemed to be nothing more than a charming boy who wanted to go on a date, purely because he liked you. It didn’t take him long to smell your perfume and hear your heartbeat from across the room and your daydream was interrupted by a smirk and him standing up. You slowly strolled over to him and he tucked your chair in behind you, before sitting back down. Your surprised expression caused him to furrow his brows, “What?” he asked. “Nothing” you shook your head and took a sip of coffee to hide your gleaming smile. You’d never have pictured him to be a romantic. “Sorry I’m late, pack business” you excused, waiting for him to bombard you with questions to get some sort of information out of you. But he simply said it was fine and refused to take any money from you to pay for the drinks and cake. You had been there for about an hour and you seemed to be really hitting it off with one another, surprisingly there wasn’t a dull moment. “Why did you ask me out on a date, like the real reason?” you suddenly asked, breaking the happy mood. “Honestly?” he asked. You nod your head and waited for his response. “I like you Y/n, a lot. I’m not lying, listen to my heartbeat” he gently reached for your hand and looked at you softly to show you that you could trust him, before placing it on his chest. He looked you in the eye and said it again, like he said, his heart didn’t show any signs of lying, like Scott had taught you. You gave him a small genuine smile which he returned. “I like you too Theo” you weren’t sure if you had made the biggest mistake of your life but at that moment you didn’t care. You found yourself staring a his lips and before you knew it, his were pressed against yours. “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“Scott-” you shouted as you pulled away from Theo. Stiles and Malia shortly burst through the door, followed by a panicked Lydia who had been trying to stop them from finding you for the past few hours. You glanced back at Theo and watched as the natural smile that was on his face faded and the false smirk appeared. “Get your coat, we’re leaving” Scott demanded. “No” you simply replied, which even shocked Theo. Scott’s face remained firm but his eyes relaxed. He did that sometimes, where he forgets that even though he’s your alpha he was once just a friend. “Y/n, just come on please” Stiles said calmly, after noticing Malia’s claws. “I’ll kill him!” she growled under her breath, assuming Theo was solely to blame. “Everyone just calm down! I’m sure there’s a rational explanation as to why they appeared to be kissing” Lydia tried to diffuse. “Oh believe me, we were kissing” Theo interrupted with a cocky expression, which dropped as he looked back at you. “I like him” you blurted out impulsively. Everyone stopped glaring at Theo, and began to stare at you quizzically. “And I have for a while now” you continued. “You have got to be kidding” Stiles said with a lot of hand gestures. “I will admit, he is a dick to you guys” you ignores Stiles’ comment and Theo’s reaction. “But he makes me happy and that’s all that should really matter” you gave a small smile, before reaching to lace your hands together, which he returned with a smile he couldn’t hide. “Awww!” Lydia cooed, breaking the silence. “Absolutely not” Stiles claimed, which Malia agreed. “She’s right” Scott spoke, earning him confused looks off all of you. “I mean look at us, we said we’d try to keep our personal lives out of the supernatural as much as we could and here we are, not letting Y/n date a guy she likes, over a stupid pack feud” he said wisely. “He tried to kill you Scott, remember that?” Stiles accidently shouted, turning a few heads in the coffee shop. “It doesn’t matter, it’s her life and even if we don’t agree, we’re her friends and we’ll be here to catch her if she falls” he lectured. You gave him a friendly pat on the chest to show your endearment. “I guess” Stiles reluctantly sighed. “If you even think about hurting her, I swear to god I’ll shove your head so far up your ass you have to fuck yourself from the inside out-” Malia huffed. “So does this mean you’re okay with me and Theo dating, that is if you’d like to” you glanced back at him. He rubbed his thumb over your hand, “Of course I would” he said uncharacteristically sweetly but nervously as he glanced at Malia. “That settles it” Scott clapped awkwardly. “I suppose, we’ll leave you guys to it” Lydia said, giving you a wink as they began to head towards the door. “Sorry about that” you laughed with a blush as they had completely gone. “Don’t worry about it, and don’t worry I’d never hurt you. I’m not really a bad guy” he said endearingly. “I know” you gave a smile. “Sooo, before they came in” he hinted. “I think we should pick up were we left it” you smirked knowingly. With that he pulled your chair closer to the table, before passionately pressing his lips to yours. Who would have known, your life would never be the same again after falling hopelessly in love with Theo Reaken.

Requests are still closed but I hope you enjoyed this Theo imagine, it’s my first one of him. Extremely sorry for the slow af upload but better late than never am’rite.

Friends ? // Derek Hale // requested

Request : can you do a tw imagine with derek where the reader is a witch and can like control peoples mind and has someone from the pack beat derek up bc of something that happened years ago?

Requests are closed. xx

A/N Okay so I’ve recently just started watching teen wolf and I’m only on season one so if any information is wrong just let me know. xx

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“Okay, before Y/N gets here I need to just warn you that she is a bit of a show off…and she has a flair for the damatic.” Derek’s loud voice cut through the silence.

“What do you mean?” Once those words left Scotts mouth, the front door flew open.

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🖤Drug Lord E [Part 5] (Ethan x Reader)

Summary: Ethan gets protective over Y/N

Warnings: FOR ENTIRE SERIES: Drugs/sexual assault/Violence

A/N: Twins are older in this. So I’ve never wrote anything about these subjects before and at any point if you are uncomfortable please stop reading! Also, requests are on hold until I finish the series! Still open, just won’t be posting! Now without further ado, I present Drug Lord Ethan.

Part 4

Y/N’s POV

I didn’t want to be here. So far, Angie and Grayson were the only ones I’ve seemed to be getting to know. And even with them it’s barely. They’ve just been nice to me since they know Ethan can be an asshole and I just found myself in the wrong situation at the wrong time.

Knock, knock

A tall, dirty blonde boy sneaked through the door. He was tall and tan. It was the same guy who wrestled me into my room when I first arrived here. He was wearing a black hoodie and khaki pants. He looked at me cautiously. As if something he could say or do could hurt me right now. “Hey.” Was all he said. I bit my bottom lip before turning away from him. He looks around the room. His hands were in his pockets. “Mind if I sit down?” He offered. I let out a chuckle with a shrug in my shoulders.

“Doesn’t matter what I think. You’re going to go ahead and do it anyway.” I muttered looking to my feet. He let out a sigh.

“Yeah Ethan’s an ass. We all know it, but just because he’s an ass doesn’t mean we all are.” He argues. He sat down next to me on my bed. “Yeah Ethan is a terrible person, but he used to not be believe it or not.” He defends and I scoffed.

“Of course you’ll defend him. You’re one of his guys. You’re always going to have his back.” I looked down towards my lap. My fingers were fiddling together. “I don’t even know your name. How can I trust you?” I asked attempting to lighten the mood. He chuckles at my attempt which makes me crack a smile. He leans back with his hands supporting himself. He clicks his tongue.

“Everyone here calls me Garner. But my first name is Nate.” He smiled.

“Y/N, but I bet you already knew that. Everyone knows me as either Kelley’s girl or Ethan’s hoe.” I scoffed again and looked up. I could feel tears brimming in my eyes. I felt Nate’s arm wrap around me. I reluctant at first, but Nate wasn’t willing to let me go. He pulled me on his lap to hold me. I buried my face in the crook of his neck while he ran his hand up and down my back. He cautiously rocked back and forth while he held me close to him.

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“The only one who thinks of you as Ethan’s hoe is Cameron, and to be honest no one really likes him here.” Nate starts to laugh, but I just sobbed to myself still. He pulled me back a little bit to look me in my eyes. He cupped my face softly in his hands. “Hey.” He says softly. “Don’t worry okay? We all believe you just got yourself in a situation that you didn’t understand. No one hates you and no one is mad at you okay?” I nodded showing I understood what he was saying. “You’ll always have a friend in Angie, Grayson, and I okay?” I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck giving him a hug.

“Thanks Garner.” I smiled. He then pressed his lips to my cheek which threw me off. I sucked in a breath of air before he pulled away.

“Please, call me Nate.” He asked and I smiled with a nod. He pulled back from me and we both just talked.

“Do you know how long I’ll be here?” I asked Nate as he looked towards the ground. His arm was around my waist as he held me close to him. He lets out a huff before looking up to me.

“I wish I could answer that for you Y/N. I really do.” I let out a sigh. His finger tilts my chin towards his face. “Hey.” He whispers. “Don’t worry okay? We’ll do everything we can to keep you safe okay?” He reminds me as I nod my head. “Are you ticklish Y/N?” He asked changing the subject with a smirk. I inhale deeply.

“No.” I lied as a smile grows on his face. His fingers curl against the side of my stomach as I fall back on the bed.

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He starts tickling me as I try to kick my legs back, but he lands his body on top of mine to hold my pelvis down. He was tickling me hard and I couldn’t stop laughing. “Nate! Stop!” I shouted not too loud so only Nate could hear me.

“Or what?” He asked while tickling me still. His fingers curved into my sides still. I grabbed his thumbs trying to push him back, but he was stronger than me. He pulled my shirt up some and started tickling my bare sides. I let out a scream as he tickled me harder. “Shhhhh.” He hushes me, but I keep laughing.

“Nate!” I shouted again while laughing. I screamed again as I tried to push him off of me. He wouldn’t stop tickling me at all. He was obviously enjoying what he was doing and he had no intentions to stop.


Ethan’s POV

I heard a scream from the other room. I lie my blunt in the ashtray as I ran off to the other room. The scream came from Y/N’s room. I opened the door without even knocking. I just saw Nate’s body on top of Y/N’s.

“Nate!” Y/N shouted while giggling. Neither one of them had a clue I had walked into the room.

“What the fuck?” I asked, but they kept giggling. Y/N’s eyes looked over Nate’s shoulder and they locked with mine. Nate saw her eyes were locked with mine and he turned to look at me.

“Hey Eth–” I snapped.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here? Trying to get some?” I smirked as I looked at Y/N. “I wasn’t enough for you sweetheart?” Nate stood up to me.

“Dude–” Nate reached his hand out to me, but I swatted it away.

“Don’t hurt him!” Y/N shouted at me. I chuckled again. I could feel myself slowly getting high from the few hits I took in my room. I looked around the room. Nate gives me a wary look.

“I’m not going to hurt him. I’m too high for that.” I snickered. “But I may have to punish you again. You can’t be hooking up with anyone in my crew except for me. I figured you knew that.”

“We weren’t hooking up. She was upset because of the shit you said so I came in here to cheer her up. That’s it.” Nate defends. I shake my head and let out a sigh. I didn’t want to argue anymore.

“No you were just trying to get some. We don’t care about girls Nate. We fuck ‘em and leave ‘em. That’s how it’s always been with all of us.” I slurred a little bit.

“No that’s how you and Cameron are. I actually want to get to know Y/N and protect her from your bullshit.” Nate retorts. I open my eyes wide at him before I started laughing.

“Cute Nate. Just earlier tonight you were asking me if she was good when she sucked me off.” Y/N gasped and Nate was silent.

“Yeah that was before I got to know Y/N. She’s super sweet and you’re just taking advantage of her situation and it’s pissing me off!” He snapped at me. I won’t lie, I was taken back a bit. Nate’s never raised his voice at me before unless he’s trying to warn me about something or to get my attention. Well he caught my attention.

“Better check who you’re talking to Garner.” I raised a brow at him. Nate gave me a deep scowl.

“Fuck off Ethan. I’m tired of your shit.” He tried to walk past me, but I stopped him and pushed him back a bit. His ear was next to my mouth.

“Watch your fucking tone Garner. I mean it.” He didn’t say anything. He just stared straight forward in front of him. I heard him swallow hard.

“Guys please stop. Ethan just go.” Y/N begs. Nate turned around and looked at Y/N. She was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed as she watched us.

“Sorry Ethan ruined our moment. I’ll come in here later or something. I mean since you’re basically trapped here I’ll be seeing you around no matter what.” Nate laughs. I shook my head and let out a sigh. He then blew a kiss at Y/N before bumping into me hard. My back slammed against the frame before I slammed my body against Nate in anger. I was on top of him just wailing on him. He tried to wiggle free from my body, but I just kept punching him.

“Grayson! Angie!” Y/N shrieks. Nate hits me in my jaw and then my nose. Before I knew what was happening, my body was being slammed against the wall and my nose was bleeding. I see Grayson breathing heavily as his hand is on my chest pushing hard.

“Ethan what the hell?” He shouted at me. I gritted my teeth. I saw Y/N standing with Angie and Nate.

“Nate was being a prick!” I argued. Grayson slammed my body back against the wall as I was trying to break free.

“Fucking calm down Ethan! Damnit!” Grayson ran his hand through his hair. I noticed he was shirtless. Angie and him were probably doing something when they heard Y/N scream. “Like are you fucking serious? What the hell has gotten into you?” He asked me and I just shrugged.

“Just seeing Nate and her getting along pissed me off.” I snapped back at him. “Like he was on top of her Grayson. Like what the fuck was I supposed to do?” I ran my fingers through my hair frustrated. I looked at the bathroom down the hall. I saw Y/N cleaning Nate’s cuts and scrapes while Angie walked down the hall towards us.

“What about Sam? Are you over her?” Grayson asked me cautiously. I shook my head annoyed and I walked towards my room, pushing myself past Angie. She mumbled something to Gray, but I didn’t care right now. I peeled my shirt off of my body before I threw myself back on the bed. I lit the blunt from earlier as smoke filled the room. I didn’t like Y/N. I don’t even know her. Grayson walked into my room.

“Yo fucking knock?” I asked angrily before taking another hit.

“Sorry.” Was all he said. “Y/N is scared and worried. Nate was just taking care of her okay? Stop freaking out over her. You basically pushed her into Nate’s arms with all that shit talk.” Grayson harasses. I exhale some smoke before I look at Grayson.

“Fuck you you know that?” I chuckled. Grayson rolled his eyes obviously irritated.

“Come on Gray. He’s too fucked up for this right now.” Angie pulled at Grayson’s arm.

“If only he was ever sober.” Gray mumbles as they left my room. But the truth was I wasn’t that fucked up. I was more hurt than anything right now. And if getting intoxicated could help me not feel this way, then damn I’m going to do it.


Part 6

Got7: going to an amusement park haunted house with them

Jaebum:  would be pretty chill about it, but he’d only go in if you insisted. He’d try to keep his cool when a clown comes out of nowhere and scares him, and he’d tug on your arm and walks faster in hopes of getting out sooner. He’d expect many kisses to make up for what you made him go through. Mostly keeps quiet though, only screams if you do.

Mark:  tries to convince you that he’s all good, and no amount of cobwebs or creepy crawlers are gonna ruin your perfect date. Lmao he screams the moment something pops up in front of you. Holds your hand tightly throughout the whole thing, and doesn’t let go until you made it out. Would keep his screaming to a minimum, like he’d pretend as if a siren didn’t just possess him and walk along the path.

Jackson:  I mean what do you expect tbh, he’d have to beg you before you’d agree to go in with him since you know it’s gonna be a once in a lifetime experience. He’d scream and throw so many punches and kicks in no particular direction, and ends up scaring the poor people who are working. Might get yall kicked out bc he accidentally broke someone’s tooth when he was repeatedly kicking a ‘dead’ zombie in the corner.

Jinyoung:  the only one who has like 2 reactions during the whole thing, maybe 3. He’d loosely drape an arm around you and keep you close in case something popped up and scared you. Will laugh at your cute shrieks and tell you that he’s gonna end up deaf if you keep getting scared of everything, but overall is pretty chill. 10/10 would go to an amusement park haunted house with him.

Youngjae:  is hyped up from all the candy and sodas he’s had earlier, so he’s really on edge when everything gets quiet around yall. He could’ve sworn there were people that went ahead in line in front of you, but now he can’t hear a thing and clutches onto you for support when he hears something spooky. I mean he won’t straight up shriek if something pops up, but he’d clutch his heart afterwards and laugh.

Bambam:  is ready to kick the next thing that crawls next to him, and at this point he’s actually getting salty for going in the first place. He’s whining the whole time and you have to promise to buy him some more cotton candy and pay for the ferris wheel tickets later. Might actually hit an actor for scaring him, and whines even more when they break out of character.

Yugyeom:  is deadly quiet the whole time for some reason, but he’s freaking out on the inside. He really didn’t want to go inside and have the fright of his life, but he’s trying so hard to impress you by pretending to be afraid of nothing. He gives up halfway through bc he doesn’t trust anyone at this point, and might elbow you in the face when you try to reach for his hand.

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Spring Day

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 4

Jimin x Reader 

Series Genre: Angst/Fluff

Series Summary: You knew that married life with an idol would be challenging. You just didn’t know that it would be this challenging. 

Word Count: 1309

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The wind blew the leaves across the pastel orange skyline. The blades of the grass swayed back and forth following the patterns of the whisking air. He stared at the lone tree in the middle of the field as the atmosphere turned into something bittersweet.

“Papa?” Her small hand was encased in his, “Papa…are those shoes for the tree?” He chuckled as he gazed down at the young child. He was amused by her innocence,

“No, those shoes already have an owner.”

“Who, papa?” The young girl looked up curiously at her father waiting for some type of answer. He licked his lips and gulped. A tinge of sadness twinkled in his eyes.

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Give Me Love, 9

Throne Of Glass High School AU

Summary: He thinks she wants nothing to do with him. She thinks he can’t remember her. Aelin and Rowan were friends once upon a time. But high school drove them apart. However, one night - one party - is about to change not only their lives, but the lives of their friend as well.

Chapters: XXX

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One Week Later:

Elide used to love Fridays.

But really, what student didn’t? She didn’t hate school, not really, but she just loved the weekends. Getting to sleep in, not having to get ready for school when you woke up. Having the option to stay in your pjs all day and do nothing. Hanging with her friends, going to the movies or shopping. All this was definitely better than school.

Now. Elide hated Fridays.

She hated them for the same reason she loved them.

Ever since the party a few weeks ago. Ever since her and Manon… Elide just hated Fridays. The weekends use to be their time, hers and Manon’s. They did everything and anything together on those two short days away from school. Sometimes it was just the two of them, sometimes it was with friends. Either way, they always were together.

Elide spent every weekend alone now.

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anonymous asked:

Ooo congratulations on your new job! Since it's prom season... how about a promposal fic? I guess in Auradon's case it would be a ball-posal though! :) Congrats again!

Oh, how cute! I didn’t get back until much later than I planned, so I’m writing this while I’m tired, but it’s too cute!


Guilt was becoming a more familiar emotion the longer they were in Auradon and it was one of the few things that Mal hated about her new school. She had felt it when Ben was drugged into loving her, she felt it when she held Fairy Godmother’s wand in her hands, she felt it every time she looked at her mother, small and scaly in a tiny cage.

Looking at the pride and excitement on Jay’s face, Mal felt that dreaded guilt again.

“I’ve been working on this for two nights,” he boasted. “I’ve kept it hidden under my bed, Pup has no idea.”

Mal didn’t roll her eyes at Jay’s ridiculously sweet nickname for his boyfriend. He never made fun of the names Evie gave her, she could return the courtesy.

“Are you sure he’ll…like this, Jay?”

“What do you mean?”

A giant, bright poster, spanning nearly the width of the room, laid at their feet. Swirled, elegant lettering spelt out ‘Carlos De Vil, will you go to prom with me?’ while stickers and crudely hand-drawn cartoons decorated the edges.

Jay looked at her cautiously, as if Mal was about to tear him down as often as she use to. “I was gonna have the cheerleaders hold it up at-.”

“Hold it up at the end of the last game.” Mal finished. “You told me. You said you were going to make a crazy announcement and have the tourney team lift Carlos in the air for it all?”

“Yep.” Jay crossed his arms and grinned.

“But Carlos doesn’t… He doesn’t like being the center of attention, Jay.” Mal pushed. “It makes him uncomfortable and nervous.”

He made a face, a mix of surprise and confusion, as if Jay doesn’t understand how he didn’t consider that or how Mal remembered it before he did. Jay furrowed his brows. “I-I know that.” He said quickly. “I was gonna make it quick.”

“Are you sure you want to ask him like this? I know you mean well, but this might embarrass him.”

“No it won’t!” Jay clenched his fists. “The whole point of this is to show I’m not embarrassed of him!” Mal opened her mouth to speak, but thought better of it, waiting for Jay to continue. “I… I want Carlos to know that I… I like him and I don’t care who knows it.”

Mal considered his words, hand on hip. She ventured over to Jay’s bed and gestured for him to sit beside her. “Maybe Carlos just needs to know that you like him and that’s all. You don’t need to make a big deal of your relationship to the school for him to know that.”

“It was gonna be big and spectacular,” Jay pouted. “It was gonna be memorable.”

“How about just make it special for Carlos? He’s the only one you’re asking, not the whole school.”

Jay rested his chin on his hands. “I guess. All the Pup would really want is just for me to ask him in between classes or something,” he muttered.

Mal snickered. “You can make it a little more special than that. It’s not like your only options are to make a spectacle or to do nothing. It’ll still be nice to make it special.”

“Well what are you doing that’s so special?” A moment passed. “You don’t have anything planned, do you?”

“No.” Mal joined him, slouching forward to rest her chin on her hands. “I was just gonna ask her with flowers and chocolate but that’s too simple for E. I mean, she’ll love anything I do because she’s Evie. But I want her to really love it. Nothing is grand enough.”

“We should switch.”

“No thanks. Carlos is pretty, but not as pretty as Evie.”

Jay laughed and punched her shoulder. “I meant we should trade promposal ideas, not relationship partners.”

“That’s…not a bad idea, actually.” Mal sat straighter, finger to her lips in thought. “Can you get Carlos’ name off of that sign?”

“I was joking.”

It was Mal’s turn to punch his shoulder. “But it’s perfect. E would love a huge, crazy prom ask in front of the whole school. I already bought the choc- don’t give me that look. Yes, I bought them, not stole - I bought the chocolates already, you can have them if I can take your sign.”

Jay gave her a sideways look. “Flowers and chocolate… Well, maybe chocolate and a new tool kit would really make Carlos happy. He would love that actually.”

“Let me take a look at this sign,” Mal hopped off of the bed and knelt on the ground. “I could go over and re-do a lot of these pictures,” she traced Jay’s pencil sketches and looked up, “I can definitely improve this. Can you pull some favors with the tourney team for me?”

“Yeah. You scare the piss out of Chad and Ben is still sweet on you,” Jay snickered. “If you get Evie out on the field at the end of the game, I can hook you up with the megaphone.”

A grin took over Mal’s face. Her smiles were no longer mischievous and nasty, but genuine and excited; the reminder of the change in his friend brought a smile to Jay’s own face.

“This is gonna be perfect! E will love having everyone watch her get asked to prom and have the cheerleaders holding up signs for her,” Mal’s grin grew at the idea of surprise and happiness on her girlfriend’s face. This is exactly what Evie would want, she bloomed like the fairest flower under attention and would flourish being in front of the entire student body.

Mal stood quickly, reaching for the door and calling over her shoulder. “I’m going to run back to my room, I’ll bring the box of chocolates and some paint!”

Her guilt for ruining Jay’s grand promposal effort was forgotten and replaced with two new emotions: excitement and joy. True, Mal had never experienced those things before Auradon, but the reason for them had been with her for many years. Excitement and joy were found in expressive brown eyes and curly blue hair, in soft hands and a softer voice, in ridiculous nicknames and in kisses that left Mal breathless.

And Goodness, she was going to make asking Evie to prom as exciting and joyful as the princess herself.