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Come Back to Me (Part Six)

Fandom: Marvel
Ship: Peter Parker x Reader
Requested: Yes
Genre: Angstish
Warnings: None

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

Originally posted by stallingdemons

Peter and you had pretended that what you had been calling in your head “The Incident” never happened. He never repeated the words of “I always worry about you”, you never held his arm in your grip for more than a mere few seconds, he never cradled your face with his hands, and you never realized you loved him. To the two of you, it was like the day never existed.

You both moved on, acting as you normally would, but you were much more conscious of your actions. You thought Peter was, too. You didn’t act on impulse and grab his arm, or hand, or lean into him without thinking. And he didn’t leave you with small touches as he walked past you in the hallway, or ask constantly with a blatant worried expression how you were doing.

And you didn’t mind. You were best friends, not lovers. You didn’t mind.

“What’s up with you and Peter?” Ned suddenly appeared next to you as you stood in line to get on the bus, ready for the school field trip to take up the day of classes.

“I- what?” You asked, looking at him confusedly. You weren’t sure why he was asking this.

“You and Peter. You guys have been acting weird around each other lately. What happened?”

You still looked at him, confused. “Nothing happened. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Did you tell him you liked him or something, because-”

“Shhh!” You hushed him immediately, placing your hands over his mouth. “Someone could hear you!”

He grabbed your wrists, removing them from his mouth, but still holding onto them. “Just tell him already,” he said, quieter this time.

“You know I can’t do that, Ned,” you replied back, furrowing your eyebrows.

You loved him, you loved him, you loved him.

You tried to push the thought out of your mind, and you had been trying to do so ever since “The Incident”. But with the words continuously repeating in your head, day in and day out, you didn’t think they would ever leave.

“I think-”

“Hey guys,” you heard Peter’s voice from behind you and whipped your head towards him, worried about how much of the conversation he had heard. As you and Ned both looked at him, he met neither of your eyes. His were trained one where Ned’s hands were clasped around your wrists.

You turned your eyes back to look at Ned, and both of your eyes widened when you realized what Peter was staring at. He let you rip your wrists from his grasp, and he shoved his hands into his pockets after letting yours go. You looked down at the ground nervously. 

“What’s up?” Ned spoke, looking at Peter. You took a few seconds to compose yourself before looking at him too. His eyebrows were furrowed as he looked between the two of you.

“Uh, nothing, I just,” he didn’t look either of you in the eye. “Ned, want to sit with me on the bus?”

You bit your lip. You remembered that you and Peter had agreed to sit on the bus together just last week. You didn’t say anything when Ned said, “Sure.”

You looked down at the ground as Ned moved in front of you to stand next to Peter, and you were stood behind them as they spoke in lightning speed between them. That was never how it was with you and Peter. The two of you would speak slowly, listening intently to each other’s words to not miss even a detail of what was said. 

You liked it that way. You liked how Peter would furrow his eyebrows lightly, biting his lip as he stared at you, looking as if he was concentrating to all of his ability, solely on you. You liked how he would murmur little “mhm”s as you would go on, and he would only start speaking when he was sure you were done. You liked how he listened to you.

It was a vast difference from seeing him now, and you wondered which way he preferred: fast-paced with Ned, or slow-paced with you. You always thought he preferred how he spoke with you, but now, seeing him grin with Ned as they easily threw words back at each other within seconds, you weren’t so sure.

You looked down at the ground sadly. You never remembered feeling so lonely before, especially with Peter always making sure to include you in everything. You turned around and walked out of the line without saying anything to the two boys who seemed to not even notice you leave. You glanced behind your shoulder as you were walking away, but you were only greeted by the sight of Peter still grinning at Ned.

“Hey, (Y/N),” you heard a voice say ahead of you and you looked up to see Michelle waiting in line, a few people back from where you previously stood, with a book in her hands.

“Oh, hey,” you forced a smile on your face, but the only thought that was bombarding your mind was, 

You love him. He doesn’t love you. You love him. He doesn’t love you.

“Want to sit with me?” She asked, a knowing smile on her face. You gave her a real smile in response, moving into the space next to her.

“Thanks, MJ,” you said softly, head leaning back down to aim at the floor.

“He looked back at you,” she said, opening her book and beginning to read it. She stared down at it as you lifted your head to stare at her.

“What?” You asked, confused.

“Peter,” she elaborated, and your heart sped up at the mention of his name.

You needed to get this under control.

“What about Peter?” You asked, looking ahead of the line at him and Ned, where you saw them still talking.

“He looked back at you when you turned around and came my way.”

Your eyes widened the smallest bit. You didn’t want to believe her words so easily, because for all you could know, she was only telling you this to cheer you up. But still, you found your sadness deflate slightly.

“No, he didn’t,” you said, trying to convince yourself. “I turned around and looked. He was still talking to Ned.”

“Right when you turned around and started walking away,” she said. She was still looking at her book, but you weren’t so sure she was actually reading it. “He looked at you for a second. And when you turned around to look at him, he turned back around to Ned.” 

“I, uh,” you stumbled over your words, not quite knowing what to think.

Why hadn’t he said anything? You and Peter would always be immediate to speak up if noticing something was wrong with the other. Neither of you ever hesitated on that. So why had he today?

“He looked at me,” you said monotonously, but Michelle knew it was a question. She knew you needed to hear it again.

“He looked at you,” she replied. She looked up from her book for a few moments to meet your eyes. “He looked a little worried to me, if I’m being honest.” She quirked her eyebrow at you for a quick second, smirking lightly, before looking back down at her book.

You looked back down to the ground, thinking.

But why didn’t he say anything?

I know it may seem like it’s taking a while for them to get together (or will they end up together?), but I want to make sure it’s realistic enough. After being friends for years, neither of them would want to chance ruining their friendship so easily by confessing after not being completely sure about themselves—and each other—yet. I hope you guys understand that! Let me know what you guys think of this one and voice your opinions! Whether they’re good or bad, I want to hear them! Requests are open, and if you guys want to send something from a prompt list I reblog, please let me know which list you’re asking from!


All Or Nothing - Smut

Originally posted by dylanmysunshine

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 6,244
AN: College AU, all human. This was never meant to be published tbh but you can thank @writing-obrien​ for it getting done. Also shout out to @hardladyheart​ for her late night motivation and @sarcasticallystilinski​ for spitballing title ideas with me.

The song that’s sung is obviously not mine, it’s by State Champs. Listen HERE.

You transferred into Berkeley college in the beginning of your sophomore year. You hated starting a new school, but at least it was college and not high school. You’d been here a few weeks. You hadn’t made any friends yet, just your roommate, but you were more acquaintances. She was an art major and a little quirky, plus her boyfriend lived off campus so she wasn’t around much.

Being a music major had it perks. There were a lot of hot guys in the music department, but most of them were too involved with their own projects to notice you. You were pretty quiet, always lost in your own head. No one would have guessed that you weren’t the least bit shy. And you liked to keep it that way.

However, life had become boring. You finally had the hang of your classes and schedule but you needed to find something else to do with your time. Which is why you found yourself in the music building, standing in front of the bulletin board. Most of the notices were the same, people selling instruments or looking for them, people looking for practice space, advertisements for open mic nights. But one flier in particular caught your eye.

It wasn’t fancy at all, maybe a little creased and wrinkled from being in someone’s pocket. It was plain white, written on with black Sharpie.






There was a crudely drawn Chewbacca next to it, holding what looked to be a guitar. You chewed your bottom lip in thought. You could do that. You fit the qualifications. You pulled out your phone, typing the number in and saving it to your contacts for later.

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BTS~ Caught in the Act

Anonymous said: I really liked your GOT7 version of getting caught in the act, so could you do a BTS version of it? Please and thank you! :3

A/N: OF COURSE I CAN!! OH MY SHIT! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR A BTS REQUEST! I LOVE YOU ANON! i might be a little too giddy right now… oops


Seokjin / Jin

It was late and not many members were around so Jin talked you into his pleasurable needs, only if you promised to keep quiet. He began kissing you deeply as he hovered above you, holding his body up with his right hand as his other hand gently moved from your shoulder, down your torso and to your thigh, lightly brushing your skin and sending adrenaline through your body. His lips never leaving yours as he slowly grinded his hips into you while holding you as close as he could get you. Suddenly the door flung open to reveal one of the boys. As you covered your face from embarrassment, Jin stayed on top of you and simply glared at the figure that soon began fumbling for the door handle before leaving.

“Are they gone?”

“Yeah” He giggles at your cuteness. “May we continue?” He smirks.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

Yoongi / Suga

You and Yoongi were under the assumption that the dorms would be completely empty, leaving only you two to do whatever your hearts desired. In this case it was simple kisses that soon turned into deeper kisses and the lose of some clothes. You slowly leaned back on the sofa while Yoongi hovered over you, his hand gently grazed over your bare skin. Your eyes fluttered shut as he trailed soft kisses down your neck and began to grind his hips into yours. Every touch made your heart beat faster but when you heard voices on the other side of the front door, you and Yoongi scrambled for your shirts before calmly sitting back onto the sofa.

“Hello friends! What did you guys do while we were gone?”

“Watched movies.” You both say in unison.

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hoseok/ J-Hope

He hadn’t seen you all day and in Hobi-time, that’s forever. He wanted nothing more than to hold you and shower you with kisses but when he came back to the dorms early and found you in nothing but his t-shirt and his favorite pair of your panties on, his plans became dirtier. You jumped and pulled out your earbuds as a pair of arms snaked around your waist while you stood in the kitchen. Hobi quickly told you how much he missed you before he spun you around and hungrily placed a passionate kiss upon your lips. You smiled slightly, knowing where this was going when he lifted you onto the counter and moved his hand onto your thighs. Hoseok pulled away from you as soon as he heard his friends walk through the door. You jumped off the counter and looked at each other as pink flushed your cheeks.

“O-ooh, We- we’re sorry.”

“Yeah I- I’m just gunna go, p-put on some pants…” You mutter.

Originally posted by nnochu

Namjoon / Rap Monster 

Late nights with Namjoon were always fun as you both would chill out in his room and talk about stupid things or watch old movies. Tonight was just like every other night until you felt him squeeze your thigh. Knowing this was one of your weaknesses, Joonie continued teasing you until you had enough and straddled his lap. He smirked before giving you a small peck that grew into a deeper, more passionate kiss. His fingers intertwining with the roots of your hair as he guided your hips against his. Your head moved from his when you both heard the door handle jiggle. Joonie’s head fell back out of annoyance before he lifted you off of himself and went to answer the door. 

“Stay here babygirl, You’re not getting away that easily.”

Originally posted by jjilljj


He finally had you all to himself and wanted to make the most of it. Jimin layed you on his bed as he hovered over you, tracing lines on your hips and kissing you deeply. His kisses began at your lips but then he started taking them to your neck, then to your chest and down to your stomach, making sure you leave light marks everywhere. He slowly removed your bottoms before kissing your thighs as he grew dangerously close to your core. His hands holding you close as he made his way back to your lips. He fell to your side when someone opened the door abruptly, causing you to jerk up and hug your knees to your chest. Jimin quickly got up, trying to divert the guy’s eyes.

“Yah!? What do you want?”

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Taehyung / V

Tae was feeling needy and desperate. He had twenty minutes before stage so he took it upon himself to search for his girlfriend, which is why you’re currently laying on a couch in his dressing room trying to suppress your moans as he continues to tease your folds with his fingers. Watching you whimper was always one of his favorite sights but he needed more so he began to leave love bites down your torso. Tae quickly got off of you and threw a blanket onto you to cover you up when he hear the door handle rattle. Before he got to it, the door swung open revealing a few of the boys.

“We’re busy, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

Originally posted by girlmeetsyoongismixtape


He couldn’t take it any longer. It was hot as hell in the dorms and the longer he watched your movements, the way your clothes stuck to your body, the bigger his problem became. Finally he got up before standing behind you and whispering “meet me in my room, now.” As soon as you walked threw the door, Jungkook pressed you against it, closing it in the process as his lips attacked yours. His hands quickly found the bottom off your shirt before he removed the fabric from your body. His hips pinning you against the door, making sure you can feel him. Suddenly the door opened, hitting you before closing again.

“Oh, whoops! Hey, you guys okay? I heard the door slam?”

“Y- yeah! We’re fine. Don’t worry about it Jin-hyung.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

This slowly turned into just smut


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My Protector, p2

Originally posted by roadtoriverdale

Paring: female reader x Sweet Pea

Word count: 1496

Warnings: Cursing, slight stalking?

Season: 2

Request: none, just getting started :)

Short Note: you are Archie’s twin sister but went with your mom when they divorced, but when you came back after your dad got shot, you chose to stay with him and your Brother.

The Tall boy, Sweet Pea I now know, then speaks with a smile.

“(Y/N), you are now an honorary member of the Southside Serpents. Welcome.”

“Wait, what does that mean?” I speak up.

Toni puts the last bandage on my elbow and smiles at me, “This means that the serpents will have your back, no one will be able to get to you without going through us first. You’re basically part of us now, without having to go through all the formalities.”

Nodding my head I try to let this sink in. The Hood is after me for unknown reasons, Archie is basically starting a gang, and oh yeah, I kinda just joined one myself.

“Okay.” I finally find words and start to talk again. “So, if i’m not safe at home, where am I supposed to stay? And the schools not safe, so I can’t go there either. What am I supposed to tell my dad? Archie? I’m kinda freaking out here.” I burrow my head in my hands and take a few deep breaths.

“We will park a car by your house with serpent surveillance 24/7 and will try to have someone to walk you to and from school everyday so you’ll never be alone. As for your dad and brother, just don’t tell them anything. Make them think that everything is normal, that you don’t know anything.” Sweet Pea takes a seat beside me and lays a hand on my back to comfort me.

“Okay, I think I’m gonna go home and change, i’ll just stay home then and say I got sick or something, idk. This is just a lot to take in right now.”

As I stand and start walking a hand grabs my arm, but a lot gentler than before. Turning, I see that it was Sweet Pea.

“Um, did you just hear my speech on always having someone with you? You’re not going anywhere alone, I’ll come with you.” He shifts from foot to foot and I feel butterflies erupt in my stomach. Before I had a chance to respond, Jughead and Toni come over.

“Yeah. we’ll all go, you really shouldn’t be alone right now. Jug, want to ride my bike with me?” Toni asks, Jughead nodded and together they walk ahead of Sweet Pea and I. Before we reached the doors he turned to me. “So I guess that means your with me, have you ever ridden on a motorcycle?” He smirks at my horrified expression. “I’ll take that look as a no, come on, it’ll be fun.” With a smile he placed a hand on my lower back and guided me forward.

The effect that that one small gesture had on me was almost overwhelming. My breath caught in my throat and I swear I was flying for a split second. I had known this guy for less than 30 minutes and I was already falling for him, hard.

He removed his hand when we got to his bike and he handed me a helmet. I shakily placed it on my head and got on the bike behind him. Not sure what exactly to do with my hands he grabbed them and put them around his middle. “Hold on tight, and relax, I just promised to protect you, you don’t have anything to worry about.” Thankful that he couldn’t see the blush blooming on my face I shut my eyes tight and squeezed my arms tighter around him.

The bike roared to life and when he took off I let out a muffled scream, wow, smooth (y/n).

After a few minutes of hiding my face in his back I slowly lifted my head and looked around. Everything was whizzing by so quickly, but the experience was overall breathtaking. With more confidence I let out a laugh and threw my head back, now enjoying the wind rushing past us. I could feel Sweet Pea shaking with laughter in front of me so I went back to holding on tight, now resting my head on his back.

The ride was over all too soon as Sweet Pea followed Toni and Jughead into my drive. Showing them where they could park their bikes so no one would be able to see them, I then took them inside.

“Dad? Archie?” I called into the house, making sure they still hadn’t come home. After not hearing a response I showed them all in.

Looking at the time I saw it was a little before noon, so school wouldn’t get out for a few more hours.

“Um, i’m going to take a quick shower and change, so please make yourself at home.” With that I almost ran upstairs to my room, grabbed a new set of clothes, then proceeded to the bathroom. It wasn’t until I was in the shower that I was finally broke down and cried. Letting the water pour down on me I allowed the tears to stream down my face. How did I get myself into this mess?

When the water got cold I turned it off and stepped out. Getting dressed I examined my minor wounds in the mirror, how do I explain these to Archie? Shaking my head I returned to my room, jumping a little when I saw Sweet Pea laying in my bed.

“Oh shit, sorry I didn’t mean to scare you,” he laughed as I rolled my eyes and recomposed myself. “Jughead and Toni went to grab something for lunch, I think Pop’s.”

I nodded and threw my old clothes in the hamper.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He speaks again. I took a seat at the end of my bed before responding. “Eh, Just have to get comfortable around the person first. I’ve also had a pretty weird day so far.” I laugh a little under my breath before continuing. “Thanks for what you did back at the school, agreeing to protect me and all.”

“Yeah sure, I couldn’t just stand by and watch such a beautiful girl fall apart in front of me,” his words made me blush. “Plus, it was the least I could do after I grabbed and hurt your already wounded arm, how’s it looking?” He asked and scooted closer to me, now we were side by side, our legs slightly touching.

I pushed the sleeve of my shirt up and he gently took hold of it, examining it closely. My skin tingled where his fingertips brushed, my breath once again catching in my throat. My hopes of him not hearing it fell when his eyes darted up and met my own. His beautiful brown eyes stared into my own and I subtly saw his head move forward a bit. I’m honestly not sure what would have happened next if we wouldn’t have been interrupted by my phone ringing.

The both of us were pulled out of the trance we were in and I quickly grabbed my phone to see who the ass was that just ruined this. The caller ID was blocked and when I looked up to see what Sweet Pea thought he just shrugged his shoulders, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks.

I slid the answer button across the screen and put the phone to my ear.

“Hello?” I answered, an annoyed tone laced in my voice.

“Hello (y/n). Have you gotten my note?” A man’s voice filled my ear and I almost dropped my phone. Putting it on speaker phone I grabbed onto Sweet Pea’s arm and replied.

“Who is this?” though I already knew the answer.

“Oh sweetie, you and I both know you already know who this is, are you really going to make me say it?” Sweet Pea’s eyes widened and he put his hand over my own. When I didn’t respond, the Black Hood took it upon himself to.

“Do you really think that those Serpents can protect you? You really think you can stay hidden from me? You’ve seemed to get really close with the one in your room right now, what’s his name?” I could hear the smile in his voice when Sweet Pea took the phone to hung up for me. He then quickly ran to my window and closed the curtain.

Hearing a noise downstairs he stepped in front of me and pulled out a small knife. Scared out of my mind I grabbed his hand and stayed behind him. We both turn the corner towards the stairs and come face to face with none other than Toni and Jughead.

“WOAH SWEETS WHAT THE HELL?” Jughead takes a step back to avoid being stabbed.

The both of us let out a breath we didn’t know we were holding. Quickly remembering why I was so scared to begin with, I quickly ran to lock all the doors and windows. While closing the last window, I noticed a piece of paper taped to the outside.

“Sweet Pea,” was all I was able to get out. The fear I was feeling was paralyzing.

I felt a presence behind me and felt his arm reach around me to grab the note before closing the curtain.

“Okay, i’m sorry but can someone please explain what tHE HELL is going on here?” Toni spoke up.

“He called.” was all I could muster.

Well here’s the long anticipated part 2! Hope you like it, let me know what you think!! 

The Pledge

Seth was nervous as he approached the frat house, he had heard crazy stories that fueled his deepest fantasies. Often his curiosity got the best of him, he’d walk the long way to class just to stare at the guys hanging outside the frat house and imagine what went on behind those doors. The fraternity was called Delta Phi and there were whispers of how the frat earned the money to throw their huge ragers that seemed to happen every weekend; they were just rumors of course but Seth 

loved to fantasize about what it would be like. The rumors varied from mild to extreme but they all said the same thing; Delta Phi made gay porn and sold it on the internet. He was ecstatic when one of the guys saw him eyeing the place and invited him over for a kick back they were having that night, the guy’s name was Logan he was about 6’4 with jet black hair and a star quarterbacks build with the muscles only a lineman would have. Logan saw the lust in Seth’s eyes when he was passing by,
the poor boy was putty in his hands:

“Hey there, you seem to walk by here a lot. Where you headed?”

“Oh, uh… Yeah I just like to walk this way to class, it’s fun getting to see the damage from your parties on my way to school. There’s been a couple times I’ve seen people passed out on your lawn, kinda lightens my mood for the day.” Seth said with a huge
smile and undoubtedly red cheeks.

Logan smiled, knowing how easy this was going to be, “Oh so you like to party then? You ever been to one of our ragers?”

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No Pressure

Steve x reader

Summary: you just needed someone to act as a barrier between you and an unwanted encounter with an ex.

Warnings: someone gets a little grabby, for just a sec.

Word Count: 1472

A/N: I suck at naming things. Also, this is my first time writing something that involves someone being slightly rough with the reader, as in, they grab the reader’s arm. It’s very brief, and the reader retaliates. But you get to see Steve fumbling over his words in front of a lady, so at least there’s that.

Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

Steve was having one of those days where the fact that he couldn’t get drunk on ordinary alcohol was a real drag. The mission he’d just returned from had been kind of rough; their lead on a HYDRA base was incomplete and they’d essentially walked into a trap.

The good news was that everyone came home. The flip side was that most of them were pretty banged up. Sam ended up with some bruised ribs, Wanda sprained an ankle and had a terrible migraine, a bullet grazed Clint’s calf. Everyone had a generous coating of bruises and scrapes. Even Steve left with a sore wrist and a limp, though he was lucky; he’d be fine by morning.

There was an aggravating mix of opposing thoughts floating through his head. He didn’t want to hover around his injured teammates like a mother hen, even though he cared for their well-being more than his own. He also didn’t want them to blame him for the mission’s problems, so he figured he’d get out of the tower. But even that came with the feeling that he was running from the reality of how the day unfolded.

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chained to you. || one

Originally posted by kimthehyung

Summary: You, a shy, insecure girl, experiences hell (aka. school) every day of your life when Jimin, the popular, perfect man that everyone is somehow afraid of, suddenly takes a huge interest in you. Maybe he wants way more than just to play with your feelings.

Pairing: You x Jimin

Genre: Smut [ +18 ], dom!Jimin, fuckboy!Jimin,  tiny tiny bit angst

Word Count: 9.6k (long as f-)

Index: 01, 02, 03

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anonymous asked:

Can you write an imagine where the reader and Harry are fighting and she starts crying and H make it up?

I am so so sorry this took forever to write! I had most of it written last week, but got caught up with all of my school work xx I hope you enjoy this though!

It was all so stupid. The fight you were currently having with Harry was nothing more than him being petty.

You had went out with a friend, someone you were partnered with for a project, and of course, it was another man. Even though you thought Harry was the most gorgeous person on the planet, he couldn’t help but be jealous, and that was how the fight started.

Harry would throw snide remarks around for a week, such as “Why don’t you go get Ryan to help you?” whenever you would ask for his help opening or reaching something.

The more remarks he made, the more frustrated you got. You understood that he was going to be jealous, but you wished he would just knock it off already. But of course, he didn’t.

The project was due in a couple days and you had to finish it, so you planned to meet Ryan out for lunch, but Harry wasn’t having it. He questioned where you were going, even insinuating that you were leaving to go fuck someone else instead of finishing your project.

His words stung as you were getting ready, and you couldn’t help but let tears form a pool around your eyes. “Would you please stop being such a dick about this?” You whispered out, officially tired of his accusations. He had never been like this before, and you weren’t sure why Ryan was such a big deal.

You were putting on your boots whenever you heard the most painful words Harry has ever said come out of his mouth. “If you walk out that door, don’t come back.”

As you stood up, looking over his figure, the tears were now falling from your eyes. He didn’t seem to mind so much, and that was unlike him. His firm posture remained intact, and his eyes stone cold.

“Well…if that’s the way you feel, then I won’t.” You mumbled, wiping at your eyes. “Not gonna ruin a project and my grade just because you’re being a jealous asshole.” And with those words, you were out the door, making your way to your car.

While you were with Ryan, Harry had a lot of time to reflect. The memory of your tears were haunting his thoughts, and damn, he knew he shouldn’t have been so harsh, but it seemed every time he wanted time with you, you had some school shit to do.

Harry knew your schooling was important, but he also thought your potential future together was pretty important too…but now he had just ruined it. He didn’t know why he said what he did, to not come back, because that’s all he wanted right now…was for your arms to be wrapped around him, or hearing your soft hums coming from the kitchen as the delicious scent of spaghetti filled his nostrils.

He made his way to the kitchen, planning to make a romantic dinner for the two of you. Obviously you had to come back; you didn’t take any clothes or toiletries with you.

Harry began preparing your favorite dish, also deciding to make a red velvet cake. This took quite some time, and before he knew it, it was around eight and there was a sound of a car door shutting. He scrambled to gather candles and light them, placing them around the food that was now set at the table.

Just as you were walking in the door, he was standing in your way. His face held so much sorrow, and you lifted your face to look at him. “Sorry I came back…had to get some things.” A faint smile that was fake was forced onto your face, and you sighed, trying to maneuver yourself around him. “Harry…come on…just let me get my things and go.”

Harry placed his hands over your eyes, redirecting your movements towards the kitchen. Once he removed his hands, your jaw dropped. Everything he had done looked so beautiful, and you couldn’t help but tear up, even though you were still so mad at him.

“I’m sorry I was a dick…a big one in fact, but please don’t leave.” His arms wrapped around your waist from behind you, and he rested his chin on the top of your head. “I just hate the thought of some other guy getting all your attention…especially when I have to leave you so often.”

Your hands were now resting over his, and a giggle escaped your lips. “You sure do know the way to my heart. My favorite food? You must actually feel bad.”

Your words caused Harry to smile, and he moved his hand to press his lips to your temple. “That I do angel, that I do.”

Their mate in heat but not telling them

Request: How Bts would react when their mate is in heat but doesn’t tell them

They would all know it, even if you didn’t tell them. Their own bodies reacted every time this happened, it was simply nature. They honestly could smell you from miles away and all they wanted to do was wreck you… gently, no, rough, no, gent… argh they couldn’t even think straight. None of them would get sad or mad, it’s your body. They don’t want to force things, even if you are their mate. You own each other’s heart and soul, but you don’t own each others body.

Originally posted by rapdaegu


He would literally be on his fifteenth time cleaning the whole house… in just one day, protesting adamantly that the house could never be clean enough. He cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until the house almost glinted, still his thoughts ran rampant with sin as he imagined just how he’d love to mess up the couch, refrigerator, dining table, bed, everything. He stood there drooling at the door to his bedroom, only coming back to earth as he fell to the ground, the vacuum cleaner rolling out from under him. Jin would not address it with you, but you’d more than likely figure it out after his thirteenth “bathroom break” in under an hour.

Originally posted by seokjins-wings


Even when you weren’t near him he could feel it. He could feel the pressure, the pulse of his heart pounding, he was sweating as his shaky fingers danced across the keys and mouse of his computer. He pressed his head phones harder to his ears as he tried to drown out the filthy, filthy thoughts that filled his mind and swallowed the lyrics down, twisting them and turning them until they all pointed to you doing a number of different things (jumping up and down in a schoolgirl outfit being the tamest of them). He would angrily send you a text message as he beat himself up over his weakness.

“You smell way too fucking good unless you want to get ruined I’d stay away and lock the doors and shower… like constantly. My room reeks of your scent and I’m literally getting lightheaded because all of my blood rushing south.”

“Also, if you get the time send pics ;)”


“(Do)n’t do that”

“Fuck Y/n”

“I’m dying”

Originally posted by minseokhoseok


The boy would try his best. He had done everything he could think of. He washed everything you had ever even glanced at in his room, locked himself in, told you he wasn’t feeling well and that you should stay away for a few days, but it just wasn’t working. He was so on edge he could hear a penny feather drop from miles away. Every creak, every sniffle of his neighbor was grating on his nerves and all he wanted to do was run to you and block out the noises with your moans. But seeing as he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries, he converted his pent up energy and emotions into dance. It’d be the most erotic dance he’d ever done (soooooo many hip thrusts and body touches/rolls). All the while thinking about you.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Rap Monster

Namjoon would bury himself in his work until he really couldn’t stand being alone with his own thoughts anymore. Only when he was on the verge of ripping himself apart at the seems would he finally come to you to talk about the fact he could smell you and it was driving him crazy.

Originally posted by jimiyoong


He’d still be around you, but he’d start touching you more than normal. He’d brush your skin with his hand, sniff your hair when you cuddled, and if you tried to get up he’d instinctively pull you into him a little tighter before laughing it off and letting you up reluctantly.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


TaeTae would have come straight out about it, making you blush in the process. Taehyung wouldn’t even beat around the bush with this. He’d come up behind you and roll his hips into your butt as his kissed your next and growled out

“Mmm, god you smell so good. Good enough to eat out~” *eyebrow wiggle*

Originally posted by purelyjimin


He would either bury himself in something like work or exercise, or he’d be like Tae and come to you about it pretty frankly. I can’t really decide between the two, but I can definitely see him hearing you in the shower and ending up behind you before he could comprehend what he had done. OR I can’t see him staying away from you viciously working out until you brought it up.

Hey guys, this will be my very last post on here. The owner of these blogs is changing things around, I hope you guys enjoyed the posts us admins worked on, and know that we loved reading and working on them. I’m going to leave my personal account (It might get removed, I don’t really know.) And if you guys want to keep in touch that’d be awesome. I loved being a part of this while it lasted, and I’m really glad I got to make some of you guys happy. Thank you for being you, and for having amazing, fun requests! Bye guys <3


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'What are the Odds?’ (Final)

Summary: After a summer of messing around, you were now ready for your first day as a NYPD officer. However, nothing could have prepared you for the surprise that was in store for you. Your team consists of all your summer one-night-stands. What are the odds? (Modern-Day Alternate Universe Series, based off of ‘Mamma Mia!’)

Author’s Note: I’m sad to say that this is the last part to WATO. I’ve had a lot of fun writing this series. Looking back at the past parts, I realized that I could’ve done a lot better. But you guys still enjoyed it. Still, I hope to do better with ‘Hot Guy’. Thanks for sticking by me the entire way! 

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Words: 2,133

Previous Part: Part Seven

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Just Be Cool

ily too nonny <3

A/N: i don’t do smut, so don’t ask || enjoy ♥

Fandom: Disney Descendants

Boy: Prince Ben

Word Count: 2,283

Warning(s): Fluff

“I’m coming with you.’‘ 

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Crowd Pleaser (Part.1) {Min Yoongi} ~ceasefire~

Prompt:  Let me uh request a yoongi smut where yall in the car and he’s turned on so much by you so you tease him by low-key touching yourself and moaning his name in his ear and yea take it away from there 😂

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warning: None

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Robbery Prank // Grayson Dolan Imagine

A/N: okay so my dumbass accidentally freaking deleted who requested this. If you were the one to request this please lmk so I can put your @ on here ! I’m so sorry !

REQUESTED: can you do an imagine we’re Ethan pranks the reader and Grayson in the middle of the night thinking there’s a robbery?



WARNING: a little bit of violence and a little bit of smut

Grayson and you were cuddling on his bed watching Youtube videos. The time was one fifty two am. Both of you were wide awake and didn’t feel like sleeping. You two had previously napped for most of the day. Ethan was in his bedroom which happened to be on the other side, pass the living room, of the apartment. 

You were getting a bit bored of watching the videos so you looked up at Grayson. He was on his phone not even paying attention to the video he picked. Smirking to yourself you grabbed his phone out of his hands and gently threw it onto his side. 

“Hey! I was using tha-mhh,” he spoke as you pressed your lips on his to shut him up. 

“You sure you prefer your phone over me?” You asked him while removing your t-shirt leaving you in just your bra. 

“I prefer this over my phone any day,” he smirked while flipping you two over. Looking up and him you smirked and pulled him back down for a kiss. 

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Grayson was already shirtless so you ran your hands up his chest and let them trail to his back. Lightly digging your nails into his back you heard him let out a low moan making you smirk. Pulling away from the kiss Grayson began to press soft kisses on your neck. Tilting your head back giving him more access you both heard a loud bang on the door. 

“Babe who’s at the door?” You asked him while running your hands through his hair. 

“Probably just Ethan getting a late night snack,” he mumbled while lightly biting your sweet spot. Licking your lips you let out a low moan trying not be loud knowing that Ethan was just a few feet away. 

Originally posted by pleasingpics

Again you heard a loud bang but this time it was followed with a yell. 

“Get on the floor!” An un-familiar voice yelled. 

“Shit Grayson I think someones in the house,” You whispered feeling fear through your body. 

“Ignore it, Ethan’s probably just watching a video or something,” he mumbled. Nodding your head you smiled at Grayson and kissed him on the lips. 

Making out for a few minutes you again heard a loud yell and this time Grayson perked up with worry. 

“Was that Ethan yelling?” Grayson asked not knowing if what he heard was right. 

“I don’t know. I think we should probably go check what’s going on,” You mumbled while getting up from the bed. Quickly the both of you threw on your clothes and walked out. Grayson walked out first while grabbing a baseball bat he kept by his nightstand. You watched as he lifted it up in the air and trailed behind him as he walked inside the living room. 

“I thought you said no one else was in the house?” The man asked Ethan who was on the floor with his hands in the air. 

“What do you want?” Grayson asked with a shaky voice while preparing himself to swing. 

“Drop the bat,” the man sternly said. 

“No,” Grayson spoke while raising the bat even higher. Crouching down behind the couch you tried to quietly walk towards Ethan. 

“Hey you! Stand up and put your hands to where I can see it!” He yelled making you get up and do as told. 

You stared at the man trying to see his face but he kept his face down the entire time. You found it a bit odd he wouldn’t look up because his voice sounded like he was dominant. Normally people who were dominant would look you straight in the eyes and want to have control in that way. 

Yet he didn’t making you wonder what his deal was. 

“Put the bat down!” He yelled while the sound of a taser rang through the apartment building. 

Through the corner of your eye you could see Ethan standing up from the floor. 

“I didn’t tell you to stand up! Lay back down!” He yelled while walking back over to Ethan. That was when you saw it. 

The big bulky camera hidden in the plant bush. 

“Grayson,” you whispered trying to grab his attention. 

“Grayson!” You whispered a bit louder. This time you caught his attention. 

“Look,” you whispered while pointing at the camera trying not to let the other two see. 

“I’m going to kill him,” Grayson mumbled with a small chuckle. 

“Let’s go along with it,” you shrugged. Grayson agreed and soon the two of you stood next to each other and faced the camera. Winking at the camera you walked around the bush and went over to Ethan. 

“Hey I didn’t tell you to move!” The man said making you shrug. 

“You also didn’t tell me to stay,” you sassed back while walking into the kitchen. Pouring yourself a glass of water you took a few sips and smiled at Grayson who was shaking his head. 

“You two know. Damn it I thought this was going to work,” Ethan pouted making the two of you chuckle. 

“Next time try and hide the camera better buddy,” Grayson chuckled while pulling it out of the bush. 

“We tried Jack,” Ethan sighed while getting up. Soon Jack removed his hood and smiled at the two of you. 

“It worked for a few minutes meaning I could make a good robber some day,” he joked making you all laugh. 

“It also looks like we interrupted something earlier,” Ethan pointed out while raising an eyebrow at you. Feeling your face heat up as you remembered Grayson gave you a hickey before walking out. 

“I hate you guys,” you groaned. Setting the cup down on the counter you walked out the kitchen area. Grabbing Grayson’s arm you began to pull him towards the bedroom. 

“Get some Grayson!” Jack yelled behind you guys. You flipped them off before walking inside the bedroom. Shutting the door Grayson soon pushed you up against it with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 

“So where were we Y/N?” Grayson asked you in a deep husky voice. Goosebumps rose on your arm as he slid his hand up your shirt.

“I don’t remember by why don’t you remind me on our bed?” You asked while pushing him back onto the bed and straddling him. 

Let’s just say that you two fell asleep after your night time activity due to how exhausted you two felt. 

And Then I Knew- Isaac’s Departure ||Brett Talbot (Part One)


Warning(s): bad words and abuse

NOTE: This is going to be the first chapter/part :) also italics will be flashbacks & this chapter takes place at the end of season 3 going onto 4. 

Also sorry if this chapter seems boring but this is just the introduction to it (if anything let me know what you think about it)

Word Count: 1,649

“Isaac, do you really have to go to Paris?” I leaned against the doorframe and watched my brother pack. “(Y/N), I’m going because I want to get out of here” Isaac answered while pacing around the room looking for everything.“Plus, I told you to come with me, I don’t want you to be alone” Isaac pointed out and I sighed, “Yeah, you did and I’m not alone, Scott and his mom want me to stay here with them since I didn’t want to go, I want to stay here in Beacon Hills, after all it is our home” I argued.

“Our home? (Y/N), we never had a home. Technically, we did, but us being terrified of going home because of dad, isn’t really a home if we were too scared to even live there” Isaac countered.

Glass shattered and I quickly ran to see what it was. There stood my dad towering over Isaac, who was sitting on the floor trying to cover himself. I ran over to Isaac and checked him, “Are you okay?” I whispered and he whimpered. “Dad! What the hell!” I exclaimed as I turned to face my dad. “(Y/N), if you know what’s best, move out of the way” He scolded. “No” I answered, “I’m not moving”. His nose flared in anger and he yanked me up by the wrist. “Let go!” I yelled and tried to pull away. I watched in fear as he pulled his hand back and punched me in the cheek and pushed me. I hit my head against the wall and started to close my eyes. The last thing I heard was Isaac yelling.

“Please, don’t remind me Isaac. He’s long gone now, okay? Dad is dead and he can’t hurt us anymore” I stated, “I know he is, which makes me feel better that since you’re staying here, he can’t hurt you” Isaac closed his suitcase and we walked down the stairs together to see Mr. Argent waiting in the kitchen. “Ready to go Isaac?” Argent asked and Isaac nodded, “Can you give me a few minutes to say goodbye?”.

“Yeah, of course. I’ll be in the car when you’re ready” and with that Argent went out the door. Isaac turned to Melissa and Scott, “Thank you for letting me stay here including (Y/N). You both have done so much for me, especially you Scott. Thank you for taking us in, I’m going to miss you guys” Isaac hugged them. “No problem, it was our pleasure to have you guys here. Don’t worry we will take care of (Y/N) and I’ll be her big brother while you’re gone” Scott smiled.

Isaac turned to me, “What am I going to do without you? I know you can take care of yourself but just know Scott is here for you and you can always call me. Be careful, I’m going to miss you”.

“I will and I’m going to miss you too scarf boy, but what the hell am I supposed to do without my big brother?” I smiled and Isaac pulled me into a hug, “I love you (Y/N)” “I love you too Isaac”. We stood there hugging for a couple minutes and let go. “I should get going now, don’t hesitate to call me” Isaac scolded, “I won’t, I’m going to miss you teasing me all the time” I admitted. Scott put his hand on my shoulder, “That’s what I’m here for” and we both laughed. We watched Isaac get into the car and waved him goodbye while Argent drove off.

It’s been six months since Isaac left to live in Paris. We occasionally talked on the phone every other day which was great. 

“Hey (Y/N)” Isaac muffled over the phone, “Hey Isaac, are you stuffing your face with food?” I asked. “Yup! A croissant to be exact” He confirmed and I snorted, “Typical”. Isaac mumbled in annoyance, “Oh yeah! You’re starting your first year of high school tomorrow. Are you excited?” He interrogated. “No, I hate school. The only thing I’m looking forward to-” I answered but Isaac cut me off.

“Lacrosse try-outs, I know. Do you still have my lacrosse stick?” He questions, “Yeah, I do. It’s what I’ve been using especially when Scott helps me practice”. Isaac sighed, “I wish I was there to help you with lacrosse and practice with you”. 

“Who’s fault was it when they wanted to go to Paris, just kidding, it’s fine Isaac. Maybe when you come back you can” I reassured. I looked at the time, “I should probably get going, it’s already midnight and Scott and Melissa will have a horse if I’m not at least in bed by now” I spoke and Isaac chuckled, “Sounds accurate but alright. Goodnight (Y/N), I love you”. “Goodnight and I love you too Isaac”. I hung up and put my phone down and fell asleep.

I groaned as I heard the alarm clock, I turned and glared at my phone and hit the snooze button. I smiled and closed my eyes. The door opened, “(Y/N) get up, it’s our first day back to school, you can’t be late on your first day of high school” Scott spoke. “No” I whined and turned my head so I wasn’t facing him, Scott sighed, “(Y/N) come on”. I shook my head and kept my eyes closed. 

“I didn’t want to do this, but since you won’t listen” Scott trailed on, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, Before I know it, Scott grabbed my ankled and pulled me. “What are you doing?!” I exclaimed. “You need to get up” Scott grumbled and I held onto the headboard. “No!” I yelled, my grip started to loosen and I fell on the ground. “Ugh” I moaned in pain. Scott quickly helped me up, “Sorry”.

“Sure you are” I mumbled and went to get ready. We walked out the door to see Stiles waiting in Roscoe, his jeep. “I call shotgun!” I screamed and ran to the passenger side. “What? That’s not fair” Scott frowned, “Yeah it is, you pulled me out of bed” I answered. Scott looked at Stiles, “She’s got a point” Stiles pointed and Scott got in the back.

We arrived at school and I jumped out as soon as I saw Lydia, “See you two losers later”. I caught up to Lydia and she smiled, “Hey (Y/N)”, “Hi Lyds, how was your summer?” I asked as I leaned against the locker. Lydia pursed her lips, “It was okay, you?”. I shrugged, “Alright, Scott and Stiles have been helping me prepare for Lacrosse try-outs”.

The bell rang and I quickly went my own way to get to class. I wasn’t looking where I was going and immediately bumped into someone. “Shit” I mumbled and grabbed my stuff, “I’m so sorry” I apologized. 

“It’s totally cool, first day of high school is nerve racking” The voice chuckled. “Your first day as a freshman too huh?” I question, “Yeah” they answered. 

“Well, I have to go. It was nice meeting you…” I trailed on, “Mason, Mason Hewitt” he smiled. “(Y/N) Lahey, I’ll see you around?” I introduced my self. Mason nodded, “Definitely, I see you’re going to try out for lacrosse?”.

“Yeah, I am” I answered, “Good luck! Maybe you’ll meet my friend, he’s trying out too” Mason spoke and I waved as we went our separate ways.

By the end of the day, I walked into the locker room and quickly changed. I grabbed my lacrosse stick and jogged onto the field and stood near Scott and Stiles.

“Alright! Listen up! Those that are here for freshman try-outs, get over here in line!” Coach yelled. I jogged towards him and lined up like he had said, I heard snickering and whispers. “A girl trying out? She won’t last long, hell might not even make it”. I put my helmet on.

I’ll prove them wrong, I thought to myself. 

I watched a couple guys shoot the ball into the net, the boy in front of me went and he was able to get the ball in the net the first try. Coach switched him and had him be the goalie and all the guys that went failed miserably and couldn’t  get a shot.

“Lahey! Wait Lahey? Oh, you’re mini Lahey, you’re up!” Coach blew his whistle. I looked around and ran up to the goal and threw the ball, and I smiled when the goalie couldn’t even catch it.

“Impressive, let’s see how you do with two on one” Coach grinned.

Try-outs were now over and we’d find out by tomorrow if we made the team. My hands reached up and I removed my helmet, I looked around for the goalie and found him doing the same. I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see it was the goalie. 

“You did good! That was amazing!” He gushed, “Thank you” I smiled. “I’m Liam”.

“(Y/N)” I introduced myself, “You’re the girl Mason told me was going to try out” Liam remembered, “That’s me” I giggled, “How do you know Mason?” I asked.  “He’s my best friend” He smiled. “Must be nice to have one your age” I spoke.

“You don’t know anyone your age?” Liam questioned, “No, I hang around older people since my brother hangs with them, you and Mason are the only ones I met so far that are my age” I admitted. “Oh, well if it makes you feel better, Mason and I would love to have you as a friend” Liam grinned and I smiled.

“By the way, don’t listen to those guys, they don’t think a girl like you can kick their ass but I know for a fact you can” Liam added and we both laughed.

I threw my arm over Liam’s shoulder as we walked towards the locker rooms, “You know, Liam, I feel like we’re going to become great friends”.

Hard Eyes: Part 2

AN: There was a huge response to part 1, so I decided to go ahead and post part 2! Also I did a thing … Enjoy. Thanks to my beta’s for plowing through my works it means a ton! 

Words: 721

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        You stare at the baby in the carrier. Penelope is fast asleep, oblivious to the world around her. She looks a lot like Bruce, all dark hair and long lashes. You sigh before adjusting the blanket around her a bit more. You don’t take your eyes off of her, even when someone slides into the chair across from you.

          “She’s pretty, like her mother.”

          You smile, and turn to face an old friend, “Hello Floyd.”

          He smiles back, “It’s been a while Y/N. To be honest I never expected to hear from you again. After all you were able to accomplish the dream, you got out. You have that perfect family, perfect husband, perfect life.”

          You smile, “If only you knew.”

          Floyd leans back in his chair, “Someone giving you a hard time?”

          “Bruce has been hurt. He underwent surgery to fix the effect of an attack, it’s been fourteen months and he’s still in physical therapy.”

          Floyd’s face grows serious, “How bad was it?”

          You bite your lip for a moment before saying, “He’s been able to learn to walk again. But it’ll be years before he’s back at full strength, if ever.”

          “I’m sorry to hear that. You need me to kill the guy who did it?” You give him the look, and he just smiles before holding up his hands in surrender, “I don’t know why you’re giving me that look, you’ve been out of the game for over ten years, for all I know you’ve gone soft.”

          You lean forward and whisper, “The day I go soft is the day that you miss a shot.” He just grins and you slide the folder over, “I need information on who could have taken the shot, or who could have made the poison the bullet was coated with. I find those guys I find the antidote.”

          “So it was more than just the bullet?”

          You nod, “The poison is what’s stopping the recovery progress. While the damage from the bullet was bad, and the surgery to remove it was a high risk procedure, technically he should have been able to make a full recovery in ten months, instead he’s very far behind. Deep level testing revealed the poison. We’ve had it for around six months and no progress has been made.”

          Floyd just leans back in his seat and asks, “Who the hell did Richie Rich piss off?”

          You stare at him, “Would I be asking for help if I knew?”

          He shakes his head, “I guess not. Can I ask you one question though?” You nod ,“Have you asked them for help, I mean they like Bruce too, hell even the voice of god is under Wayne’s protection.”

          You shake your head, “Harley and Ivy stay far away from me, just like you do Floyd. I became a traitor when I left, that means I don’t get anyone’s help.”

          He shakes his head, “That’s where you’re wrong, they stay away because they don’t want to mess it up for ya. You got normal, Baby Girl. That’s all any of us wanted, and we’ll be damned if you get it taken away from you. Why do you think every crook in Bludhaven drops their gun at the sight of your oldest boy? We have orders out, anyone who messes with him, earns a one-way ticket to the afterlife. And as for Waller, you were always her favorite, you were the Baby Girl. And we both know that brother of yours would do anything to protect you. Even if it means pretending he’s not your brother.”

          Floyd reaches across the table and grabs your hand, “We’ve been watching your back since you found that happy ending. Let me bring the squad in, let us handle this.”

          You hesitate, it would be so easy to let them take it, to wipe your hands clean of this entire mess, but you’ve never been one to pass your problems off to someone else. You cover his hand with your other one, and look him in the eye, “You forget Floyd, there is no getting out. Once a member of the Suicide Squad, always a member.”

          He just nods his eyes sliding over to the baby carrier, where your daughter is now wide awake. He just smiles and says, “She has your eyes.”

Happy Lowman - Bell Ringer

It was three o'clock in the morning and you swore you were going to go crazy. Your doorbell was ringing nonstop as it had awoken you from your sleep.

You flung the covers off you. Of course your doorbell wasn’t one of those beautiful sounding song types. No, yours was a single pitched “ding-dong” sound. And whoever the hell was at your door wouldn’t even let the “dong” sound before pressing the button again.

You threw your robe on and stormed to the door. Grabbing your baseball bat as you made your way to the front door and flung it open.

“What the fuck is the matter with you!!?”

You screamed prepared to beat the shit out of Happy and Jax that was standing on your porch with the rest of the guys behind him. Jax’s eyes were wide as Happy removed his fingers from the doorbell.

Jax’s lips parted slowly as he looked between you and his Sargeant-at-Arms before looking back at you with a still shocked expression.

“I told him not to…”

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Therapist!Negan x Reader

A/N: So this a continuation of the Therapy piece that I did for a challenge. I think there will be one more part after this. I had a super long day, so when I re-read this I was doubting myself a lot so rather than delete & rewrite I’m just gonna post it. I have nooo idea what’s going to happen in part 3 - ideas are always welcome! - forgive me, my brain hurts right now. Hope you enjoy it lovelies! I appreciate all your reblogs/comments/likes!

Tags: SMUT - TW: attempted sexual assault, suicide, inappropriate doctor/patient relationship 

|| Masterlist || Part 1 || 

Originally posted by holyjeffreydeanmorgan


Tick, tock, tick, tock….

You felt as though the pendulum was knocking against each side of your skull. You rubbed your temples together trying to shake off the growing headache creeping up from the back of your neck. The stress from your awful morning passed into your evening, and you couldn’t bring yourself to maintain a proper conversation since your mind had other pressing matters that were distracting you.  

You have been continuing your therapy with Negan. Each session would start the same, with the two of you silently studying one another for a few minutes until someone finally broke the ice.

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A forward: as a rule of thumb for me, I don’t talk to customers who are on their phones unless they talk to me first or until they hang up. This includes headphones and earphones connected to phones or bluetooth.

So this guy comes up to my register and he has some heaphomes around his neck, the kind with removable earbuds. He was talking, but not to me, and didn’t acknowledge me in any way, so as I always do, I assumed he was on his phone and didn’t say anything. He only had like 5 gallons of milk so it took me a short time to scan and bag them.

Instead of talking to him, I asked the supervisor bagging for the cashier behind me if we were out of tshirt bags cause I had none to refill my stand at my register. She says yes so I pop over and steal some from the bagging side of the register behind me. 

Now, it should be stated that this entire time, I had hit the “eft” button on my register after scanning so I didn’t need to do anything. It was all him, I was just waiting for him to pay and the receipt to print.

Only… while I’m doing all of this… he’s just standing there staring at me. So basically, after i get the bags from the other register, I go back to mine, and he’s just standing there staring at me. So I start putting the bags onto the stand and he’s just… standing there…. staring at me.

I glance at my screen and it’s sitting idle on the payment screen and he’s just… staring at me.

Unfortunately, even if he had still been on his phone, which at this point it didn’t look like he was (idk), my line wasn’t going anywhere or doing anything and I needed to move things along. So, basically, I didn’t have a choice but to say something. So I say, “er… it’s gonna be [dollar amount].”

Him, gesturing slightly towards the machine: “is it ready?”

Me: “yes.”

Him: “I was waiting for SOME sort of communication.”

Me: “well. It looked like you were on your phone, so. Sorry.”

Oddly, he didn’t have anything to say after that 🤔🤔🤔🤔

Under the Bleachers (Reggie Mantle x Blossom Reader)

REQUEST: So I requesting something before but I wanted to request something again because I like your writing. So you’re the blossoms younger sister and dating Reggie and he’s normally really sweet to you but when you see him being an ass to others you break it off with him but he tries to win you back or something like that?



A/N: Hey, sorry I haven’t posted in a while but here is my first Reggie Mantle fic. Hope you like it :) I did change it a little just because it would have been a really long imagine and it just didn’t seem to flow that way. Hope it’s good anyway!

Being a Blossom wasn’t as easy as everyone believed. You had crazy parents, older twin siblings who excluded you from most thing, you had a reputation and expectations that had been placed on your head the moment you were born that you had to keep up or other face the consequences from your parents and even your siblings. But even through this you found happiness. You found Reggie Mantle.

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