i sat next to god once

Make a choice Dean

A/N: Story begins in the middle of a hunt.

Warnings: Angst

Make a choice Dean Masterlist

Dean x Sister!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Originally posted by sammyseyebrows

You and Sam looked around the hallway you were standing in; there was nothing special about it. Just a hallway of what appeared to be an empty factory. Glancing over at Sam, you nodded at each other, silently communicating that you should move.

The two of you were looking for Dean who had been taken by the djinn who fed off of fear. Sam had killed it a day ago but Dean never woke up, which led to where you are now; walking in Dean’s nightmare, trying to find him so that he could wake himself up.

You had just turned the corner when you heard a voice chuckling from what sounded below you. Sam heard it too because he glanced at you before walking to the railing to view what was going on below you.

Your eyes widened as you took in the scene; the dream’s version of you and Sam were each tied to a chair while Dean stood five feet in front of you. A man, a demon with black eyes showing, stood off to the side a few feet away.

“The hell?” You heard Sam say next to you.

“What is going-” You began but stopped when you heard the demon begin to speak.

“Alright Dean, choose. Do you want to save your brother, the one you raised and spent your entire life looking after.” The demon paused, “Or your little half sister who you didn’t even know about until the apocalypse? Your choice.” He said while handing Dean a gun, “You better choose quickly, otherwise I might just kill them both.”

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At least once, Sherlock has jolted awake during the night looking scared and John’s sat up quickly next to him like “oh God are you okay was it a nightmare was is Serbia what was it love are you okay can you talk to me??” and Sherlock just shook his head a bit dazed and was like “no I just dreamed there was a really big spider in the room, will you check under the bed?”

~ A Scrapped Fic: Honey ~

Request: I would love a Bucky smut where he and reader have to go undercover as a married couple.

Summary: You were supposed to go on an undercover mission with Steve, not the man you despised- James Buchanan Barnes. 

Warnings: smut, slight angst

A/N: This was the first attempt for an old request that I ended up writing a whole different story for and I reread what I had written and decided I didn’t actually hate it. So, I finished it and thought I’d post it. Here you go! Also, it’s 5:09 in the morning, I haven’t gone to bed yet, and I just finished writing this so I do apologize if anything is incoherent. Enjoy!

“You’ve got to be shitting me, Steve! I am not going on the mission with him.” You pointed at Bucky, dropping your bag to the ground. 

“Nat needs me on a mission with her, (Y/N), you two will get along fine.” He smiled and rested his hands on your shoulders. “I swear, it’ll be a painless mission. Just pretend you’re a married couple attending the wedding, alright?” 

“I can’t pretend to be married to him! He’s an ass!” You backed out of Steve’s grasp, frustrated that you knew there was no other option. “Damn it, Steve.” You sighed.

“Please, (Y/N).” He shot you his famous puppy dog eyes and pouted his lip. 

“Fine, but you fucking owe me one.” You picked up your bag and pushed passed him, avoiding eye contact with Bucky as you approached the Quinjet.

“I thought Steve was going on the mission with you…” Clint spun around in the pilot’s seat, looking worryingly between the two of you.

“Steve’s out helping Nat with a mission, he asked me to take his place.” Bucky flashed a smile at Clint.

“Fair enough.” Clint turned, starting the engine.

You were fuming. You hated Barnes; the two of you couldn’t be in the same room together for more than five minutes without chewing each other out. Barnes was just going to complicate things, he was going to ruin the mission.

“Be safe you guys!” Clint called to the two of you as you stepped out of the jet, and started walking into the airport terminal. You thanked Clint for having an inside friend at the airport, allowing him to land there and not in some random field. 

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You’ve Still Got A Chance

Pairing/Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes
Warnings: Angst, the smallest bit of fluff, some deaths, blood
Summary: It’s been months since your last encounter with Steve, is there any chance you’ll take him back?
Word Count: 1.6k+
A/N: I am so overwhelmed by the amount of love and reactions from I Am Not Peggy! Because of all of that love, I started writing part two last night and just finished it off now… I wanna thank the bucky to my steve, @sickplanets for beta’ing this story, her reaction was priceless, i’m gonna insert a photo, give me a second:



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Protective Or Possessive - Part Two | Jughead x Reader

Originally posted by jonesjughead

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: confused with Jughead’s words to you a week ago, you recruit the help of your friends to try and get to the bottom of it but only end up making things worse.

Warnings: none, ok. just mad, lil jelly Jughead.

Word count: 1,165

A/N: i cannot believe the first part got over 200 notes. i legit didn’t even think it’d get 5 so thank you so much. it’s motivated me so much, you have no idea. this is part two and there will definitely be a part three! let me know what you think and i’m totally down to do requests too so <3


It had been a week since you’d heard Jughead mumble those infamous seven words.

He better only be just a friend.

You still had no idea what that meant or if you were even supposed to hear it in the first place. Sure, you could have asked him but that would’ve almost definitely made things awkward between the two of you and that was one of the last things you wanted. So, you’d spent the last seven days going through a whole bunch of different scenarios in your head. Did it mean he liked you? Did he mean he was just being an over possessive friend? Was he jealous? You wanted to find out so badly but how. That was the question.

“Earth to (Y/N),” a familiar voice spoke out as a hand waved in front of your face capturing your attention. You’d been sat in the student lounge, mind drifting off and now in front of you was the person causing you to be in this mess of crazy thoughts.

“Hey, Jug,” you flashed him a smile. “What’s up?”

“Pop’s after school?”

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You Look Like My Boyfriend

Summary// Bucky takes care of his drunk girlfriend. 

Pairing// Bucky x reader

Request//Can you please do #97? With Bucky? Thank you ❤❤ (”You look like my boyfriend.”)

Warnings//drinking???? Idk over used plot?? That’s about it. Swearing probably.

AN// Its 2 am and I’m sick so I’m writing fluffy fics to make myself feel better. This ones probably gonna be short btw.

 Ps. Wow look at that gif. He looks like a little kid. It’s so cute. On my god. I’m deceased k bye.

Originally posted by archieaddict

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EXO Reaction to you finding out they're a vampire

I’m only doing ot9 because I’m lazy


You and Suho were watching a movie when things started getting a bit heated. if you know what I mean I’m so sorry. After about 5 minutes you felt a slight pinch on your neck. You looked down to see Suho with his head back and a little bit of blood on his lips.

You: “what the fuck was that?”

“I’m so sorry I just couldn’t control myself.”

You: “keep going it felt good”

“I really shouldn’t”

You: “please?”

Originally posted by joonsmoans


You were making coffee like you usally did wait for Minseok to get up. When you felt him come up behind you and start kissing your neck and shoulders. Your breathe hitched when you felt his teeth dig in to your flesh.

You: “what are you doing?”

“I’m just so hungry and you looked really tasty”

Originally posted by misskpopforever


You and Lay were cuddling on his bed lazily making-out. When he moved to your collarbone and started leaving marks. To caught up in the moment you didn’t noticed he bite you, till he looked up at you and wiped the blood from his mouth.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry”

“I really didn’t mean to”

You: “Babe it’s fine it didn’t even hurt”

Originally posted by creepy-luhan


Its was late Friday night, you and Beakhyun were playing video games. After about 15 trys you had finally won. Baekhyun had his lip stuck out and was pouting, smiling you sat down in his lap and started kissing him. He moved to your neck and took a deep breath before biting you. A moan slipped from your lips. He quickly released his bite and pushed you off him

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry”

“I don’t know what came over me.”

You: “please keep going”

Originally posted by luhan-vevo


You were lay on the couch watching a movie when Chen came in from practice. After be showered he came and sat down next to you. You ended up laying on top of him after a while he bit you out of no where.

You: “what the fuck”

“Please let me feel on you this once. I’m straving”

You: “okay sure”

Originally posted by dayafterdae


Chanyeol had been sick for the pass couple days so you head over to take care of him. You went to give him the soup you made when he pulled you into his lap. He started to softly kiss across your neck and collarbones, after a couple minutes of this he finally bit down on you.

You: “ahh Channie”

“You like it don’t you babyboy”

“Don’t worry I won’t be sick after this.”

Originally posted by ochan


You were at your apartment cooking dinner when you heard a knock on the door. Answering the door there stood your boyfriend like look like shit. You pulled him inside and made him sit on the couch.

You: “Are you okay?”

“Listen this is going to sound really weird but I need some of your blood”

You: “Yeah alright?”

Originally posted by sehuntiful


You were sitting on the floor in the practice room watch your boyfriend practice the new choreography. He was practicing really hard you’d probably been there for about 2 hours. You heard a loud thump looking up from your phone you saw Kai on the floor, running over to your boyfriend. You hovered over him when he shot up and bit your neck.

“Holy shit I’m so sorry babyboy”

You: “Kai did you just bite me?”

“Yeah I’m really sorry”

Originally posted by kaisoopuppy


You hadn’t heard from your boyfriend in a day or so, which was odd because he was somewhat clingy. You knocked on the door of his place. When it finally opened your boyfriend stood there he look terrible his eyes were dark and he was pale. Pushing pass him “why the hell didn’t you tell me you where sick?” You turned around and he pushed you up against the wall biting your neck. A feeling of blist filled you.

“I’m sorry love”

“I was just so hungry and I couldn’t control it.”

You: “I mean it did feel bad”

Originally posted by fy-sexo-exo

Alphas Chapter One

Senior Year

Basically, this series is about Scott having a twin which will be the reader. They are both True Alpha’s. This is an AU to season 5. Enjoy! So we’re picking up from episode one! 

Oh Btw (Y/I) Stands for your initial and M stands for McCall.

{ Masterlist }

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

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Are you killing me? (Gabriel x Reader)

Request: Hey I was wondering if I could possibly make another Gabriel request??? I know I already made one but I love the way you write him!!!! Plus who could get enough of him? Onto my request thing; Could you do one where the reader gets dragged up to heaven with him so he can do some business stuff, and Chuck keeps you company. While waiting you notice a lot of beautiful female angels flirting with him, and get jealous but also some self doubt? About you being a human and him an archangel?
Word count: 1132
Warnings: None. Jealousy and fluff!

Your name: submit What is this?

“What?” you asked in disbelief.
“I have to sort some stuff up in Heaven. I wondered if you’d join me,” Gabriel said again.
“In Heaven?”
“Am I dying? Are you killing me?” Your voice got higher and higher.
“No, silly! I just want you to come up and see what it’s like now, after Dad returned.”

It had taken Gabriel several tries to get you to finally agree. You were scared as shit, but also excited. Now you stood by the sandbox, ready - or not - to go. It lit up, and Gabriel took your hand and led you into it. The white piercing light forced you to close your eyes, and the feeling was inexplicable. But after a while, you opened your eyes and found yourself in a long white corridor. Gabriel must have seen your perplexed face, because he spoke.

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anonymous asked:

Can you write a fic where Betty is sick and Jughead takes care of her or vise-versa?

Yes I LOVE this prompt!

Jughead Gets The Flu

“Hey, have you seen Jughead yet today?” Betty asked. She was standing at Archie’s locker, scuffing her shoe gently against the floor, worried.

“Yeah, sorry Betty, he asked me to tell you. He’s still sick. F.P. and my dad are working at a site a few hours away and they’re staying there for the week. Jughead’s sleeping at the trailer park so he doesn’t get me sick.”

“He’s still sick?!” Betty asked, worry crossing her face. “What’s that, like, four days now?”

Archie nodded, placing some notebooks back in his locker.

“Alright, thanks, Arch.” Betty gave him an unconvincing smile, strolling back toward her own locker.

She spun the dial quickly, grabbing her backpack and placed a couple notebooks inside. She had gym next, then study period. She could afford to miss those.

She shut her locker, throwing her backpack over her shoulder, gripping the strap.

She rushed out of school, jogging down the sidewalk, thankful that nobody called out to her to question her.

She walked to Pop’s, ordering a chicken noodle soup and a peppermint tea to go.

Pop filled her order quickly, only one other patron there at such an awkward time in the day.

Next, she stopped at the pharmacy, grabbing tissues, throat lozenges, cough medicine, cold pills (day time and night time, just in case), Echinacea, hand sanitizer and a large bottle of water.

She stuffed the pharmacy bag into her backpack and walked the distance to Jughead’s trailer.

She knocked gently and waited, then knocked again after a few moments had gone by. She heard shuffling inside the trailer, then the door swung open.

“Oh, Bets. It’s you.” A slow smile spread across Jughead’s face. He looked sick, that was for sure. 

His hat was missing, his hair unruly, sticking up in all directions. A few pieces stuck to his forehead.

His eyes were rimmed with hard purple bags, his nose bright pink at the tip. He had a blanket swung across his shoulders. He was smiling goofily at her.

“Come into my humble abode.” He sniffled.

“Thanks, Juggie,” She smiled despite herself.

Jughead sat on the couch, making room for Betty at one end. He extended his legs, stretching but leaving them on the ground. He rested his head against the arm rest.

“I brought you soup.” Betty smiled, placing the soup and the tea on the coffee table in front of them.

“You did!” He exclaimed, trying to sit up. He lost his balance, swaying towards the ground. 

He caught himself as Betty reached out her hand.

“Jughead, oh my God, are you okay?” She placed one hand on his shoulder, the other hand brushed his bangs back and rested on his forehead, checking his temperature. “Jug, you’re burning up.”

Jughead took a deep breath. “I don’t feel good, Bets.”

“Are you going to throw up?” 

Jughead shook his head. “No, it’s not that… just, too hot.”

“Okay, okay.” Betty grabbed the blanket Jughead had around him, tossing it to the floor.  

She knelt on the floor next to him, taking his legs and swinging them onto the couch. “Here, babe, take this off.” Had she just called him babe? Maybe he wouldn’t remember.

Jughead did as she said, gripping the bottom of his tshirt and pulling it off as best he could while laying down. 

Betty touched Jughead’s chest, feeling how hot and clammy it was beneath her hand. “Okay, Jug, they say you need to break fevers with more heat, don’t they? Shit, I’m sorry, I’m not very good at this.”

He didn’t answer, just kept breathing.

Betty grabbed her backpack from the floor and took out her pharmacy bag. She took out all the items, placing the on the coffee table, the grabbed the bottle of water. It was still cold.

“Here, take this.” Betty said, placing the water in his hand. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

She got up, walking to the kitchen. She was looking for paper towel, but she couldn’t see any.

She walked around the trailer, looking for the bathroom. She found it and spotted a facecloth hanging by the sink.

She ran the faucet, making the water as cold as possible, then soaked the facecloth.

She rushed back to where Jughead was lying down, and placed the facecloth against his forehead. While she was gone he must’ve had a couple sips of water, because it was half gone.

He audibly sighed when she placed the cloth against his head. She ran a knuckle softly against his cheek.

“Is that helping, Juggie?” She murmured.

“Yeah. A lot. Thank you.” He whispered. 

Betty placed her hand at the edge of the couch. Jughead must’ve felt the weight there. He quickly slipped his hand in hers, squeezing.

Betty couldn’t help but smile.

“Jug, I also got you some medicine.”

His eyes popped open.

“Thank God,” He murmured, sitting up once more.

His eyes skimmed the coffee table, grabbing for the Buckleys cough medicine. He cracked the lid and put the bottle to his mouth.

Before Betty could stop him, more than half the bottle was gone. He had chugged it.

“Jughead, what are you doing?” 

“I want to feel better.” He shrugged.

“You’re going to be high off that stuff.”

Jughead lied back, resting his head against the arm rest once more. “Guess I shouldn’t tell you that I popped two cold pills before you got here.” He laughed.

“Oh my God, Jug. That’s not good.” 

“I’ll be fine.” Jughead whispered.

Betty sat there, not knowing what to say. She was still kneeling next to the couch, her hand back in Jughead’s.

Jughead was lying on the couch shirtless, the cloth on his head. His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. She thought he had fallen asleep, so she pulled the cloth off of Jughead’s forehead and replaced it with her hand, checking his temperature.

“Betty?” Jughead murmured quietly.

“Mm?” She answered, placing the cold pills directly in front of him.

“Thank you.” He said earnestly.

“For what, Jug?” 

“For doing this. Nobody has ever taken care of me when I was sick before.”

Betty had to bite her lip from the tears pricking her eyes. Just the thought of Jughead - how many times do you get sick in your life? - having to battle colds and flu’s by himself was making her emotional. Something so many people don’t think twice about, having someone to take care of them. She had just done what felt natural to her. She wanted to take care of him.

She squeezed his hand. “It’s my pleasure, Juggie. Get some sleep, okay?”


“Yeah, Juggie?”

“Will you be here when I wake up?”

“Sure, Juggie. I won’t leave.”

She saw a smile spread across his face as he turned  onto his side. She released his hand and picked up the soup and tea, placing them in the kitchen.

She put the bottled water, cold pills, lozenges and cough medicine on the coffee table and moved the beer bottles and empty cigarette packs into the kitchen.

After a few minutes, she walked around the trailer, looking for Jughead’s room. There was only one bedroom, she assumed F.P.’s, the bathroom, a small kitchen area and the living room. It dawned on her that F.P. must’ve gotten the trailer after Jellybean and their mom moved away.

She walked back the the couch Jughead was on and saw he was shivering. Jesus, what kind of bug was this? 

She covered his body with the blanket and smoothed back his hair.

He opened his eyes at the touch.

“I don’t deserve you.” He didn’t say it in a sad way, nor a happy way. He was overheated and sick and exhausted. He was just being honest.

“You’d do the same for me, Juggie.” She smiled at him.

“How did I get so lucky?” He murmured, closing his eyes.

“I’m the lucky one, Jug.” She brushed his hair back again, his forehead feeling closer to normal.

“Don’t leave.” Jughead said, gripping her hand.

“I won’t, Juggie.”

“Lay down with me.”

“You might overheat again.” She warned.

“It’ll be worth it.” He said, closing his eyes. 

Betty laughed as she laid down beside him.

It Takes Two (4) - Negan Imagine

Chapter Summary: Riley finally expresses her feelings, prompting a hopeless visit to Maggie

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Prompt: You live in Alexandria with your very sassy daughter, Riley. After Negan takes over, Riley grows to be the one and only person that challenges him - and to say the least, he loves it.

Word Count: 2.1k

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Warnings & A/N: alright you sadistic motherfuckers. you wanna know how a chapter is about to be deep? when the author is a crying snotty mess while writing it. ಥ_ಥ | no warnings

Theme: angst, like the angstiest of the fucking angsty

Playlist | Tags: @negan–is–god @autumnjade22 @deepsouth @haleyea @purplemuse89 @talyatooturnt @bamby0304 @frozenhuntress67


One, Two, Three, Five, Six, SevenEight, Nine, Ten, Eleven

Originally posted by luthor-s

↑ gif credit to: fuckyeahmaggiesasha

It’d been several days since you and Riley had last seen Negan. To say the least, it was tense. The group hadn’t said a word to you, the only communication between the two of you being glares or awkward smiles.

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Distractions pt 3

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 4 || Pt. 5 || Pt. 6  || Pt. 7 || Pt. 8 || Pt.9 || Pt. 10 || Pt. 11 || Pt. 12 || Pt. 13

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Not really angst or fluff…I don’t really know

Summary: It was weird seeing him again. It was even weird knowing you’d be working with him, but you kinda had a feeling like it was going to be okay.

Word Count: 1721

Warning: like one use of the f-word…does this really require a warning?

Originally posted by bangtoori

“You wanted to see me?” 

“Ah, Yoongi. Yes, please take a seat.” Yoongi gladly accepted Bang PD’s offer and took a seat in front of his desk, “I wanted to talk to you about something. You see, I owe a friend a favor.”

Psh ‘favor’, Yoongi thought, Bang PD must’ve lost another bet again. He really should stop betting while he’s drunk.

“He needs help with something, and I think you’d be able to provide help.”

“What kind of help?”

“Well, you mentioned how wanted to try to produce for other artists. Since promotions are finished, and Bangtan isn’t working on another album yet, I thought I could give you an opportunity to help produce a song for another group.”

“Group? As in another idol group? Who…”

“You know 2S? The group under Music Box Entertainment?” Of course Yoongi knew, “They need help with a title track, and I offered to allow one of my producers to go do some sort of collaboration. So, how about it?”

Yoongi took in what Bang PD had to say. It was true, BTS wasn’t working on new music yet and he did want to try to produce for another artist. But he didn’t know how to feel about seeing…you. He knew this was a good opportunity to expand his credentials and gain more experience, but was it worth opening up a wound from years ago? 

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True Romance - Dave Hodgman

Author: @mf-despair-queen​ & @ninja-stiles

Characters: Dave Hodgman/Reader

Word Count: 10,310

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Slightly Rough Sex, Protected Sex, Mentions of Drug Use, Mentions of Death, Talk and Eating of Pie! 

Notes: Hey look at that, we finish finished! A nice new collab from two of your favorite people in honor of belated Dave Week! The title is a play off of the fact that the beginning of this is inspired by the opening scenes of the movie True Romance. This is my fault, I’m sorry. Let us know your thoughts!

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Poker Night 😏|| John Swazz Imagine


Every single Friday night me and the guys had poker night. The guys being Swazz, Gilinsky, Johnson, Skate, and Derek. I’ve known all of them for quite sometime so we were all pretty close. Close being I’ve at least kissed them once each. But if I ever had to do it again it would be Swazz on my lips.

“That’s fucked up. Y/N do you believe that Johnson could just kiss and ditch a girl?” Swazz laughed. I was grabbing a few beers from the kitchen when there conversation about Johnson’s game with girls brewed up.

“Sweet baby Johnson, God no” I laughed. I sat down next to Swazz and Derek.

“Assholes” Johnson laughs. I take a sip of my beer and skate deals the cards and chips.

“I have an idea” skate says.

“Go for it” gilinsky says.

“Strip poker” he says. I nearly spit out my beer.

“Excuse me” I cough.

“Strip poker. Everytime someone loses they have to take off a piece of clothing” skate explains. It wasn’t a bad idea. I mean the guys all had pretty good body’s…what could possibly happen.

“Alright I’m in” I say. The guys look at me.

“Really? I thought you would be against this.” skate says.

“Live a little” I shrug. The guys all agree and the game begins.

So far it was me and Swazz with our clothes on. The guys were in there boxers biting at their lips trying not to lose more then they already had. I placed yet another bet and so did they. We placed our cards down and there it was. I…I had lost. I had to remove a piece of my clothing. The guys all started laughing. I shot them a look. I removed my shirt. The guys all looked. I wasn’t gonna lie…it felt good knowing they could look and it not bother me but what was bothering me was the fact that I felt Swazz burning a hole into my skin. We placed another bet and there went swazz’s shirt. I caught glimpses every few seconds I could. God damn. We continued the game. Next it was swazz’s pants then it was mine. I couldn’t help the burning inbeween my legs that was growing. Every few seconds I would catch Swazz looking at me and I was doing the same to him.

“I need a drink…anyone else” I ask.

“Ya.” the guys agree.

“I’ll come with you…I need a snack.” Swazz says. ‘I could be his snack’ I thought. I shake it out of my head. I got up and me and Swazz walked into the kitchen. I turned the corner to the kitchen and that went Swazz slapped my ass. I turned around real quick and he pushes me against the wall and put a hand on my mouth.

“Shhh don’t speak” he leans close to my ear almost biting it. I took a deep shallow breath.

“The game needs to end. Understand” he says. I nod. He quickly removes his hand from my mouth and places his lips on mine. His hand grasped at my neck holding me still while his other grabbed at my ass. I swung my leg around his lower leg and pulled him in closer.

“Hurry up! I’m thirsty!!” Derek yells. Swazz pulls his lips from mine.

“In thirsty too…but for a different reason” Swazz smirks. He looks me up and down. I bite my lip and feel the burning get worse and worse between my legs. He grips my ass again.

“Now we need to finish this game” he says. I nod. He grabs a snack and the beers and goes in the living room again. I wait a few seconds and follow behind.

“What took so long?” Johnson asks.

“I was in the bathroom jeez” I retort. I was slightly frustrated. I sat down and we continued our game. I felt swazz’s hand reach up my thigh and rub it. His hand kept climbing and I had enough. I stood up and grabbed swazz’s hand and took him upstairs. The guys were of course catcalling behind us but I ignored it. I needed him as much as he needed me.

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RFA+V+Saeran Watching Spirited Away

I have no excuse I just sob like a baby with this movie and thought it would be cute to write about ₍₍ (ง ˙ω˙)ว ⁾⁾


- He had heard about this movie a few times from his online friends, and just…Random sites. It was one of those movies that were passed around talking about how ‘great’ it was.

-… But, you know, LOLOL came first.

- When you suggested it for date night (The third one!! He was so excited!!!), he quickly agreed, fumbling with how it seemed familiar but he couldn’t really place it.

- When the two of you settled down completely (him shyly slipping an arm around you and having to restrain from fist pumping when you snuggled closer to him), he finally understood why this had been talked about online so much

- It was really pretty! And it reminded him of a few games he knew about

- No face? Scared the fuck out of him though.

- By the end of the movie, the both of you were a blubbering mess. He was trying his best to hide his tears (and failing) while attempting to console you as well

- Later the two of you cuddled on his bed, spewing praises to each other and talking about what parts the two of you enjoyed.

- (But why did you have to like No Face??? He was going to have nightmares!)


- “Aw, babe, I didn’t know you watched cartoons still. That’s cute~”

- (Fight me, Zen)

- He’d sit down and watch it with you. I mean, any time with you he wasn’t going to push away. Especially when you were going on and on about the movie with such an adorable expression

- (This man was head over heels with you)

- Cuddles during the whole movie? You were practically in his lap. Sneaking kisses on your focused face? Constantly.

- Would he also being talking about how sweet this scene was, or how heartfelt another is? Yes, and you were nearly ready to kill him

- But, as much as he went on, at least it was praises.

- By the end, he was crying more than you were, going on about how sweet cartoons have gotten since he’s grown up

- “Zen, it’s not-”

- “And Haku loved her, MC! Haku loved her!!”

- You were going to have to spend the rest of the night listening to him blubber, huh?

- Turns out that he wanted to cuddle instead, and show how much he loved you as well.


- You just wanted to watch something besides a Zen dvd

- I mean your friend was a great actor by all means, but…God, you just wanted to watch something else

- Before the movie, you and Jaehee looked up a few sweets that were supposed to be based off the movie, or based off of characters from there

- It was fun making all of them, and it was great giggling and trying to sneak in a few taste bites before the movie

- But once you two sat down for the movie, the smiles stopped

- It was a cute movie! But oh my god why did you do this to her

- By the end of it, the both of you were quietly crying and holding each other’s hands

- “M-MC, I love you-”

- “I love you too, Jaehee!”

- The next day, you caught her looking up the CD for the movie, and a few other items in the cart

-…. You may have gotten her obsessed with something else


- “We could set this up in the personal theatre if you wanted, MC, it’s fairly easy.”

- It took a lot to convince him just to watch it with you like a normal couple, and when he saw the DVD’s ad for The Cat Returns he would Not Stop asking to watch that

- “Afterwards we could possibly squeeze in time. How long is it? Do you know? Here, I’ll look it up.”

- (Gdi Jumin please)

- Though, thankfully, he didn’t ask as many questions as you thought he would. Instead, he watched it intently, trying to pick up on every time you froze up, every time your breath hitched.

- He was determined to find out why you enjoyed this movie, especially with how confusing it was to him

- I mean? Spirits? In a bath house? He supposed they needed to be clean too…

- As soon as you started crying, he wanted to turn it off so quickly, but you stopped him right before he could grab the remote

-Why did you want to cry???

- By the end of the movie, he was so glad to cut it off. It wasn’t bad by any means, but you needed hugs and you were getting them now

- When you fell asleep, you can bet he spent a few hours ordering clothes and toys offline from the movie. He was going to make you happy after watching that sad movie

- (But please, mc, let him watch The Cat Returns)


- The minute you showed the cover to him, he was whooping and already looking for the popcorn

- He Loved this movie, and the fact you liked it made him even more excited

- Would he try to recite the lines? Yes. Would he stop after you elbowed him in the gut? MMMaaaybeee after a few more times.

- The both of you were suckers for the movie, and after the two of you had a good cry at the end of it (Seven even repeating a few of the romantic-ish lines to you to make you cry even more), he was instantly looking for another one

- “We need to heal, MC!”

- “Saeyoung, nO, it’s so late my heart can’t-”

- “HEAL!!!”

- The two of you ended staying up super late, cuddled and pass out on the couch as another movie was playing

- The next day, you noticed a few blue prints on the jumping lamp from the movie, and let out a groan


- So, he didn’t really watch it with you.

- You decided to watch it while he was out discussing future photo shoots/sellings

- So when he walked in, hearing a sweet melody and you unmistakably bawling, he was slightly worried until he heard a few voices from what seemed like the tv

- “Mc, are you alright?”

- “S-She left g-g-grannie!”

- “….Give me a moment and I’ll be there.”

- He found his way to the couch, your hand shakily reaching out and guiding him to sit beside you. As soon as he did, your were curled up against him in an instant. He let out a soft chuckle, wrapping an arm around you

- “Is this towards the end?”

- You nodded into his side, and he felt his shirt already wet

- “I’m here, love. Don’t cry too hard.”

- He ‘watched’ the rest with you, occasionally placing a few kisses against your head. Once the movie ended, he wrapped you up in a full hug, kissing away your tears.

- He wouldn’t dare tease you about it, but he was going to cuddle you all night for sure.


- The two of you usually watched horror movies, so he was a bit surprised when a cartoon started up on the screen

- Was it a scary one? It didn’t look like it.

- But you were so giddy, and holding his hand so tight as the movie started up, so he kept any criticisms at bay.

- He really liked it, and did as a few quiet questions if he was very confused. He thought Haku was a bit of an ass, but…

- He was quietly trying his damndest not to cry when she remembered Haku’s real name

- During that scene you gave him a cute kiss, holding his hands, and whispering how much you loved him

- (Yes, you ignored the tears in his eyes)

- At the end of it, he cuddled you tightly on the couch, listening to the menu music play over and over

- “….If you know any other movies like that, lets watch them.”

- “Now?”

- “…No, I want to hug you.”

- You chuckled, but held him just and tight as he was you.

- Maybe movie date nights weren’t exclusively horror movies now

The Notes: Loki Laufeyson

A/N: I love Loki with a bun it gets me sh00k and lemme tell you he is g e n t  l e in this

Request: Hi! I loved your suffocation imagine, and I was wondering whether you’d do an imagine where the reader is quite quiet and reserved around large crowds, but is more comfortable with smaller groups or one on one? And her and Loki have this little note system they leave for each other on books they think the other would like, when Thor finds the notes one day and confronts Loki about it and asks him what he’s doing? Lots of fluff and perhaps some more Loki with a bun? 😍😏

for @okidokibucky thank you for requesting this i absolutely loved writing it.

WC: 2609

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Because When It's Only Raining, It's Better To Surrender- Part 1


 Author: @dylan-trash-tbh 

Pairing: Stuart x Reader 


 A/N:SO HERE IT IS GUYS. This is the first part of my 1k special :)

Thank you soo much ❤️ I really appreciate every single one of you!

 A special thanks to my Piggie for helping me out and be my co-pilot for this. 💕🐷 @golddaggers

 Let me know what you think about it!


Originally posted by writingissatansworstnightmare

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Baggage Control - Chanyeol/Reader

Originally posted by sehunnified

Red suitcase, red suitcase, red suitcase. Chanyeol eyeballed the conveyor belt as it shunted bag after bag round and round the crowd of people also on the hunt for their stuff. At the first glimpse of red, he shouldered through the ring of people and heaved it off the belt with ease. Baekhyun nodded at him from where he stood with his own suitcase, ready to leave the airport, and crawl into some nearby hotel bed.

“Ready to go?” Jongdae asked as he walked up to them both with his bag, tripping over slightly as the wheel caught on his heel.

The three of them walked out of the departures and into the van waiting for them in the carpark, avoiding as many flashing camera’s as possible.

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The Signs as "That '70s Show" Quotes
  • Aries: "An apple? Where's my candy you son of a bitch!?”
  • Taurus: "Donna told me she loves me and then I told her I loved cake..."
  • Gemini: "The gym, or as I like to call it, the institute of things I can't do."
  • Cancer: “Well, honey, I don’t think you’re a jackass I think you’re a jack-angel."
  • Leo: "Well, damn Jackie I can't control the weather!"
  • Virgo: "If I was a bird I'd fly into a ceiling fan."
  • Libra: "Oh, I wish my daddy could buy him for me.”
  • Scorpio: "My foot is about to write a story. Its called 'On the Road to in Your Ass.'"
  • Sagittarius: “I don’t like people. I like rock and roll, sex, and pizza, in that order.”
  • Capricorn: "When my time comes I want to be buried face down. That way whoever doesn't like me can kiss my ass."
  • Aquarius: "It's Thanksgiving. Some people bake pies... we bake ourselves."
  • Pisces: "I sat next to God once on the bus."
Not A Bad Day (grayson/reader)

requested by anon

basically your friends are assholes and you meet a cute boy who makes you feel better (yall know how i am w summaries shh)

a/n- this was a lil rushed so i apologize

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