i thought about this in the wave pool

Opera

Pairing: Lin x Reader

Requested?: Yep! Taylor requested this quite a while ago and I finally finished it! (you dug your own grave, twin)

Prompt: “This is my official request for you to write a fic based on those tags.” aka Lin takes you out to the Opera for date night but, he looks ridiculously good in a tuxedo and it’s all you can think about.

Warnings: public sex, biting, unprotected sex, Lin in a suit

Words: 2.9k+ (literally like 20 words from 3,000; holy shit)

A/N: Welp, my first Lin imagine and it is smut. Oh well! Thank you again to @helplesslylins , @diggs4life and @tempfixeliza for reading this damn thing like 3 times and encouraging me to post! Enjoy it you sinners!

Tags: @linsnavi  @alexanderhamllton @secretschuylersister @fragmentofmymind

Originally posted by yayhamletnonstop


It was one of those rare times when Lin was not running from country to country working on projects. He was there when you woke up in the morning and actually listened when you asked him to stay in bed for a few more minutes. You learned to cherish these times and take advantage of it, so when you suggested a “night on the town” Lin was on a mission to find the best thing out there.

“Do you mean casual dress? Or an all out black tie affair?” Lin asked, looking up from his computer as you entered the bedroom.

“Uh, well, black tie! It’s been awhile since we got all fancy.” You replied after some thought, laying next to him and raising a brow as he quickly minimized his window.

“It’s a surprise.” He stressed, kissing your forehead. “Don’t give me that lip.”

You sighed, getting off the bed and heading to the door.

“Fine, fine! Get to planning, I expect to be dazzled!”

And a week later, Lin told you to clear your schedule for Friday night.

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Vodka & Coke - Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request - “I was wondering if you could do a Jeff x reader where they like each other and they’re at a pool party and all the guys and girls are like ogling so they’re jealous and finally confess”

“So I’ve been thinking…” The chestnut haired boy next to you fiddled with his short pockets.

“Oh don’t do that.” You turned to him sombrely. “Dangerous business. Difficult to get out of once you’ve started.” Keeping a straight face, you hit him playfully with the cold beer bottle in your hand. He chuckled.

“Well, I won’t disagree there, but I meant…” Jeff appeared to falter in his original thoughts, and instead added, “We should get in the pool. I mean we’ve already been here a while and it is a pool party.” His emphasis on the word ‘pool’ was pretty comical.

You raised you eyebrow, looking over at the hormone filled pool.

“Eh. Alright then.”

Downing the last of your beer, you swiftly pulled your dress off to reveal a flattering black bikini. Jeff’s eyes almost burst out of his sockets.

“Strip, then.” you laughed, tugging at his shirt. He shooed you away and took the shirt off himself, leaving only his red swimming shorts. You tried not to stare too much at the sculpted curves of his chest. You’d managed to conceal your crush for this long, you could last a bit longer.

“Race you in?” You pointed finger-guns at him.

“We shouldn’t really be run…okay, i guess that’s a yes.” Because once he had  started being concerned about safety, you’d already run toward the pool.

You jumped in and swirled the water around you a little.

SPLASH. Jeff bombed in to the water next to you, soaking all the parts of you that you had yet to submerge.

“Jeff!” You scolded. He grinned his signature pearly-white grin, setting your heart into overdrive.

“Sorry, babydoll.” He gave you a knowing smirk. You hit him hard at his use of the nickname you ‘hated’, but which you secretly adored.

“Don’t push your luck, Atkins.”

He splashed you. You splashed him back, resulting in a small, playful, water-fight where you muttered phrases such as asshole and try that again, i dare you while he just laughed manically.

“Okay, cease fire.” He held up his hands.

“Hold on, why do you get to call cease fire?” You crossed your arms.

“I’m older. And since I technically won, you owe me a drink.” Toyed Jeff.

“Fine. But only because I wanted one too.” Throwing your arms up, you began to make your way to the edge of the pool.

—–

Inside, by the drinks, stood Hannah, the only person who did know about Jeff. She smiled sympathetically, seeing that you were wet from the pool.

“I see you’ve been in.” She laughed.

“It’s that obvious?” You joked. Grabbing two cups from the pile, you poured a small (rather large) amount of vodka in to each, and topped them up with coke.

“Getting anywhere? Anything happen?” She asked.

“Nada.” You sighed. “It’s just obvious he doesn’t feel the same about me as I do him.”

“Stop saying that! I’ve told you what Clay sai-”

“What did I say?” Clay popped out of nowhere, sidling up next to Hannah.

“That alcohol is bad for you.” You stuttered, throwing up a small wave before quickly leaving the house again. Clay had told Hannah that he had a suspicion Jeff liked you, but Clay didn’t know you liked Jeff.

On your way out, someone called you.

“Yo, Y/N!” Montgomery waved you over.

“You having a good time?” Marcus asked, smirking.

“Yeah, I should probably thank Bryce when I see him.” You nodded, sipping your drink.

“We‘ll thank him for you.” Marcus chuckled.

“Oh, thank you.”

The boys starting conversing about the party, but you were not paying attention because your eyes had drifted over to Jeff in the pool. He was on his own leaning on the edge, his muscular arms, dripping, rested.

You noticed a pretty, although somewhat plain girl looking over at Jeff. Her name was Chloe, you thought, you recognised her because she sat next to Jeff in history, and you sat behind them.

She was DEFINITELY giving him bedroom eyes, and you couldn’t blame her. It wasn’t as if she was stealing your man, because you weren’t together, and she had no idea how much you liked him, but that didn’t stop the intense jealously you began to feel.

“Excuse me.” You nodded to the boys, strutting back to the pool. Jeff made eye contact, smiling when he saw his drink. At least, you guessed that’s why he was smiling.

“Here, take both so I can get in.” you crouched and passed both cups to Jeff, then swung yourself in next to him, splashing slightly.

“Guess I deserved that.” He observed, handing you back your drink once he was sure you were safely in.

You sipped nervously, suddenly aware of your proximity.

“Y/N, you can’t tell me you haven’t noticed everyone over there ogling you. Especially Monty.” you looked at Jeff to see him looking over in the direction of Monty, Marcus, and their posse. Truthfully, you hadn’t noticed, because you’d been too busy watching Chloe eye-up Jeff.

“Don’t be silly.” You spluttered, noticing that the alcohol was kicking in, and making you a giggly mess. Luckily, Jeff wouldn’t notice, because he was fairly intoxicated himself.

“I’m not, look at them!” He pointed an accusatory finger, definitely warranting a few looks from other people in the pool.

“They’d look up anything in a bikini.” You rolled your eyes.

“No, they’ve only been staring at you.” He declared.

“Careful, Atkins, or you might sound jealous.” You spat, beginning to get angry that he kept going on like he cared, when you knew he didn’t.  It hurt. A lot. He looked flustered.

“Fuck’s sake.” He shook his head, downed his drink, and threw it in the water somewhere. Then he turned to place his hands on the edge and haul himself out of the pool.

“Where the fuck are you going now?” You shouted at his leaving figure. But he ignored you.

“The fuck are you looking at?” You shouted around the pool at people who had been watching, Chloe in particular, before mimicking Jeff and pulling yourself out of the pool.

You found Hannah on a sofa with Clay.

“I need to speak with you.”

“Okay, what’s up?” Hannah could see you were drunk and upset.

“Not here.”

—–

“Really, it does just sound like he’s jealous.” She shrugged.

“Shut up, Hannah. Don’t just try to make me feel better.”

“Boy world is confusing, but this one’s pretty easy to work out.” She placed a hand on your shoulder. “Especially after what Clay said.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

“But he wouldn’t - I mean-” But Hannah wasn’t listening, she was staring at a spot slightly behind you.

“Y/N, can I speak to you?” Jeff’s voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“Go get him, girl.” Hannah whispered in your ear as she left.

“What?” You turned to Jeff, exhaling. The boy was exhausting and invigorating all at the same time.

“I was jealous.”

“Jeff jus- wait, what?” you’d prepared yourself for an entirely different conversation.

“I was jealous.” he repeated. “Those guys were looking at you in a way i wished they wouldn’t, but it wasn’t my place to say anything because we’re not- i mean- you know…” He played with the hem of his shirt awkwardly.

“Honestly?” You scrunched up your face. “I was jealous too.” You admitted. Jeff was taken aback.

“Jealous of what?”

“That girl Chloe from history was completely ogling you, how could you not notice?”

“She wasn’t?!”

You rolled your eyes. “So observant.”

Jeff bit away a smile.

“You’re so,” he shook his head. “You’re like, a force.” He pulled your hands into his.

“That made sense, Mr. McDrunkFace.”

You blushed at what you were about to do next, but you had to take the plunge.

“So, if we were both jealous, doesn’t that say something?” your hands were sweating in his.

“That we were both downing the Vodka & Coke’s?” He joked.

“No like,”

But he didn’t give you time to respond, because instead he crashed his lips to yours. Rightfully, he tasted like Vodka & Coke, and he was ever so slightly pruned from being in the pool, but he was perfect. He was Jeff.

“Let’s just let each other know next time we get jealous, yeah? Instead of storming off and making a scene.” You ruffled his hair after breaking the kiss.

“Yeah.” he chuckled, nodding bashfully. “Yeah.”

With All My Heart - Part 11

Word Count: 2691

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Medical situations

A/N: Thanks to @percywinchester27 for the help 

Feedback and Constructive Criticism Always Appreciated

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“Can I have access to my girlfriend sometime this week?” Jensen glared at Emma who hadn’t stopped cuddling you since you let her in the room. You were going home today and she still refused to leave your side, taking up half your bed and clinging to you like glue.

“No.” She answered, burying her face in your neck. “She’s mine now. You had your turn.” You held your hand up to your face and laughed, cringing a little at the pain it caused. You didn’t see him snap the photo of you in that moment, but he couldn’t help himself. Seeing you laughing again made him happy.

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Addewid (IX)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Kai (Jongin)

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 3,987

Genre: Fey!AU + Series 

Summary: You cannot appeal to my better nature, for I have none. I am not human, little one.”

You’ve always known you were different. You’re able to see them, after all, able to see the Others. You’ve also always ignored them. Until the day comes where you’re forced to make a choice - one that throws your world into chaos. And sends you down a path you might never return from.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

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anonymous asked:

Give us all the angst. Wait- no that's too much angst. Put some of that back. Please we're begging you give us some fluff. Please, my queen, have mercy.

Wellllll… I DID just graduate. I guess you can have a little fluff. Just while I’m celebrating ;)


The problem with “I love you”

     There were a lot of things Keith didn’t get about Lance. He didn’t get how one person could have so many words that seemed to bubble out of him constantly, like froth on a beer glass overflowing. He didn’t get how the guy could almost die and ten minutes later be making a joke about mice. He didn’t get why he flirted so easily and openly with people everywhere they went, alien species or no. He really didn’t get why he was so hell bent on insisting he was Keith’s rival. But the thing that drove him insane was how often Lance said “I love you.”

     Keith had a distant memory of his father, tucking him into bed late at night, giving him a kiss on forehead, and murmuring, “I love you, big guy.” There had been no “I love you”s from his foster families throughout the years. There certainly hadn’t been one from the boy with the clumsy hands who’d stuck his fat, wet tongue in Keith’s mouth in an alley behind the school when they were barely thirteen. There had not even been one from Shiro when Keith had hugged him tight before the Kerberos mission, the careful wall he’d built up across the years crumbling in the face of losing his mentor and his brother, the one person he’d learned to trust, for almost twenty months.

     He had gotten exactly three “I love you”s from Lance since Blue had hurled them through a wormhole, and it was driving him up the wall.

    The first one had come when Lance had slipped and fallen while training solo with the gladiator and nearly been sliced in half. He’d been so busy dodging away from the gladiator’s sword that he hadn’t been able to catch his breath enough to shout the command to end the training session. Keith had walked in, saw what was happening, and called out the command for him. Lance collapsed back in relief and a puddle of sweat, and said, “Oh my God, Keith, you are my savior, I love you.”

     It had gone up his spine like a jolt of electricity and left him hanging speechless in the doorway, because just two days ago, Hunk had made the first meal they’d had since coming to space that wasn’t food goo by scrounging Arusian ingredients. Lance had taken one bite, groaned in pleasure, and declared his love for Hunk to the world. So why the hell was he now saying it to Keith? To cover his confusion, he backed out of the room before Lance could sit up, and then turned tail and ran.

     He quickly realized that Lance lavished “I love you”s on anyone and everyone that made him happy. The words held no special weight to him. He never saved them or cherished them, but dropped them freely and enthusiastically – which was, in fairness, how he behaved with everything. Pidge figured out how to hook up that game she and Lance had bought at the space mall so they could play it? “Pidge, you absolute beauty, I love you.” Shiro told them his plan for attacking a Galra ship? “Shiro, you’re my hero and I love you, but we are all going to die.” Hunk fixed that odd, aggravating squeaking in Blue’s back left leg? “Hunk, you genius, you paragon of kindness, I love you.” Keith got Lance away from a weird little alien with too many arms and legs that was so excited to meet an actual Paladin of Voltron that it had literally latched onto his leg and would not let go? “Keith, thank God, I love you.”

     That second time, Keith had just gritted his teeth and hadn’t responded, but as soon as they were back to the Castle he’d made some hurried, garbled excuse and dashed away. It didn’t seem to bother any of the others, and Keith hated how it got to him. It was just that he didn’t know what the hell he was supposed to do when Lance said it. Was he supposed to say it back? Did he just ignore it? Did it mean anything to him at all? Did the way Keith’s heart flapped like a hummingbird inside his chest when he heard Lance say those words matter to him? How was he supposed to know if it did?

     The third time, Keith snapped.

     “Don’t say that!”

      Lance jumped, splashing water everywhere, his head dunking briefly under, and he reemerged gasping and blinking in confusion, snorting out the water that had gone up his nose. Keith, swallowing all semblance of pride and rivalry, had muttered to Lance that they never had gotten their swim in, and he’d asked Allura how to flip the room so it would function like an Earth pool. Lance had been in the elevator in a swimsuit so fast Keith didn’t have any time to prepare or get there before him. The sight of his bare back brought back an uncomfortably visceral memory of its warmth pressed against his own. Keith choked on the regret of every decision he had ever made that had brought him to this point. They’d gotten to the pool in awkward silence, and the cool stillness of the water had drained the tension from the room. Lance had been floating on his back, looking utterly at peace, his eyes fluttering closed, when he had said it, sounding almost half asleep: “Keith, this was the best idea. I love you.”

     Now he was staring at him, dark blue eyes wide and upset, and Keith had to fight the urge to sink below the surface of the water and never come back up again.

     “What did I say?” he asked, sounding small. Shame burned Keith’s lungs like acid, but he couldn’t stand it anymore.

     “‘I love you’! You’re always goddamn saying ‘I love you.’ How the hell can you just— how can you just throw that around like it means nothing at all? What am I supposed to do when you say it?” Lance had dipped down so low in the water that only his nose, his eyes, and his forehead were still visible. “Don’t just say ‘I love you’ and act like nothing’s happened. It might not mean anything to you but it means something to me.” He snapped his mouth shut, feeling the corner of his wall crumbling, and started to scramble for the edge of the pool. Lance shot up out of the water, reached out, and caught his arm.

     “Wait, Keith, wait, please, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it… that it was that important to you.” Keith stood still, the arm Lance was holding arched behind him, water dripping off his bangs and into his eyes. He refused to turn and look at Lance. “My family says it a lot. We say it to each other all the time. It’s not a momentous occasion for us, it’s just a way of reminding each other that we really care about each other a lot. And, I mean, you guys are kind of my family too, so I just thought…” He trailed off. When he spoke again, it was so quiet Keith barely heard him over the water lapping against the sides of the pool. “I can quit saying it to you, if it upsets you.”

     Keith whipped around, sending little waves rippling out toward Lance, and returned Lance’s grip on his forearm so they were both clutching each other. His eyes locked onto Lance’s and he couldn’t disguise the fear in them. “That’s… not exactly what I want,” Keith said. They stared at each other, the little strip of water an ocean between them. “I just never know what you mean when you say it. How do I know if you’re serious?” Lance chewed the inside of his cheek, considering. He guided Keith over to the edge of the pool and pulled them up so they were sitting with their legs dangling in the water.

     “What if I just… tell you?” he asked.

     “That works,” Keith said breathlessly. They were much too close, his right arm brushing Lance’s left, their knees less than a hair’s breadth from touching.

     “When I said ‘I love you’ I meant that you’ve made my day by suggesting this trip to the pool. I meant that you’ve made me so much happier and relaxed than I’ve been in weeks and thank you so much for that. I meant that when you’re not being an ass, I actually really enjoy your company, so I’m really happy you’re here with me.” Was it Keith’s imagination, or was Lance pressing against his arm more strongly than before? “When else did I say it?” he asked.

     “That time with—” Keith cleared his throat “—that time with the gladiator.” Lance looked up, remembering, and then nodded.

     “Right. That time I meant, Keith knows what to do, thank God he’s here, thank God he’s not just going to stand there and laugh at me for getting my ass beat, thank God you really do care about me, somewhere in there.” He gave a self-deprecating smile, and paused. “Is that why you ran out of the training room after that happened?” Their knees were touching. Keith didn’t know whether he or Lance had initiated it but neither of them were moving away, despite Keith’s best instincts.

     “Yeah,” he said. He swallowed. “Sorry about that.” Lance shook his head.

     “I should have asked. Was there another time?”

     “Just one. With that alien in the mall.” Lance laughed, and Keith tried not to notice the way his laugh vibrated through him.

     “That time I meant, I’m not sure I’ve ever been happier to see that stupid mullet. I meant, I thought I was never getting out of there, and I feel like a damsel who’s been rescued by his knight in shining armor.” They were looking at each other now, their faces much too close for comfort. The whites of Lance’s eyes shimmered with the reflected light of the pool. “Can I say it again?”

     “Say…” Keith couldn’t find the breath to finish the sentence, but Lance seemed to take it as confirmation.

     “I love you, and I mean, I care about you and I’m pretty sure at this point that you care about me, and that means the world to me. And I mean, having you on this team has turned out to be incredible and we never could have gotten this far without you. And I mean, I love that stupid mullet and your stupidly beautiful eyes and… and I…” Lance faltered, starting to pull away. “Sorry, that was dumb, I’ve— I’m— Um…” Keith dropped his hand over Lance’s, and with the other, grabbed his cheek, pulled his face back close, and kissed him hard. Drops of water from Lance’s upper lip pressed onto his own skin, sending a delicious shiver down his spine as his eyes drifted closed. Lance freed his captured hand and shoved his fingers through Keith’s mullet, pushing his head down and closer, while his other hand found Keith’s thigh and squeezed. Keith brought his hand up and ran it across the warm, smooth expanse of Lance’s back, pulling his whole body closer until they were pressing into one another over their legs. Lance’s tongue slipped inside Keith’s mouth, running along the inside of his cheek.

     A shudder from the castle broke their embrace by knocking them both off the edge back into the water to rise sputtering and red in the face. Keith sank down so only his eyes were above the water, staring at Lance uncertainly. Lance grinned sheepishly, running a hand through his hair, and Keith felt a smile stretching his cheeks underwater. Lance reached down, grabbed his hands, and pulled him to his feet. He pressed his lips briefly to Keith’s once more. They stood for a moment, waist-deep in water, hands clasped between them, foreheads touching, both their faces hot with embarrassment and pleasure, half laughing at the absurdity of it all.

     “We’ll talk later,” Lance said finally. “Right now they probably need their expert defense drones on the bridge.” Keith gasped out a laugh, trying to think about walking down in front of everyone without saying a word about what had just happened.

     “Is talking the only thing we’ll do later?” he asked. Lance squeezed his hands so tight it was almost painful.

     “Not if it’s up to me,” he promised.

     “Then let’s go,” Keith said. He turned to climb out of the pool, but Lance kept hold of one of his hands, yanking him back. Keith looked at him.

     “Hey Keith, you don’t have to say it back anytime soon, but you should know: I love you. And if you’re still worried about how to react—” Keith didn’t let him finish, but instead kissed him fiercely and briefly. When he pulled back, Lance looked dazed. “…That option is fine by me,” he said. Keith chuckled, and then pulled Lance out.

     “Let’s go carry the team,” he said. Lance grinned at him.

     “You got it.”

BTS | Lifeguards AU

I don’t really know why, but I just thought of the boys as lifeguards and wanted to make a few quick aus about it haha.  I’m also a certified lifeguard, which helped a lot while writing these.  Hope you all enjoy!

Rap Monster

  • Is a lifeguard at this enormous water park that is known for their wide selection of waterslides; they even have a wave pool!
  • Everyone who grows up within an hour of the park practically grew up there over the summers because it is relatively inexpensive and there’s a whole area for adults to relax without worrying about their kids.
  • To be completely honest Namjoon doesn’t think much of being a lifeguard, like yeah he is in charge of saving lives, but his heart is not really set on it, so it’s only temporary.
  • However, Namjoon really likes the pay and he has become friendly with all the other lifeguards so overall he actually doesn’t mind working there.
  • The only downsides are that the water park is located in the middle of nowhere, so the commute is just insane, but also that his station is usually at the top of one of the bigger waterslides…
  • It’s not really the height of where he is working that freaks him out, it is just the fact that he knows he is really clumsy, and is afraid that he will, one day end up tripping and falling into the slide,
  • Just the thought of it haunts his dreams, Namjoon is terrified of what all the other guards will think if that happens because he is relatively new to this job and cares what his coworkers think about him.
  • Usually his job includes him just waiting for when the person comes out of the water slide at the bottom and is a safe distance away for the next person to go,
  • so it’s a simple and easy going job for the most part,
  • that being said Namjoon still has that irrational fear of his and tries to switch shifts with people who work guarding the wave pool.
  • Can almost always be seen wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, and because of this, sometimes the patrons think he’s all tough and stuff but in reality… no.
  • He’s so gentle and kind to others and is always extra polite to elders.
  • Owns too many articles of clothing and merchandise with peace signs on them to count.
  • During staff training Namjoon met another lifeguard who he quickly became friends with, who somehow convinced him to start training for a 15k marathon, 
  • completely regrets this decision with his entire body and soul because the training for a marathon is agony, but doesn’t want to leave his friend behind so keeps working at it.
  • Plus the training helped him get fit and bigger for the summer months when he is literally always wearing swim shorts and a tank top.
  • And you know Namjoon because you are also a lifeguard at the waterpark, and you two are sometimes on the same shifts at the wave pool.
  • You two have only had a few conversations together about casual things, but you’ve always been drawn to him because he always seems so friendly and gets along with everyone at the park, but most importantly…
  • You heard him rap once and it changed your entire world.
  • Like you showed up really early one morning because you wanted to get a head start on cleaning some of the large tubes that people use to go down some of the slides on (they became gross and some even started growing stuff on them),
  • , but when you walk into the locker room to change you hear the shower on the boys side (the locker room is only divided by a ¾ wall so it is only just enough to keep you from seeing into the other gender’s locker room),
  • And you try to be as quiet as possible, but then you notice that whoever is showering is singing - - no, rapping.  And they are REALLY good at it.
  • You’re not the biggest fan of rap music, but you can’t help but be pulled into this person’s rhythm and flow because it’s so unique and his voice is just so captivating?!  It’s like nothing you’ve ever heard before.
  • The person on the other side clearly doesn’t think that someone is also in the room because they start to get more passionate in their lyrics, so you try to change into your suit and uniform as quietly as possible, but you end up dropping your lock on the floor, 
  • The person on the other side of the divider instantly stops their rap, and honestly you are a bit disappointed, but you just carry on like nothing ever happened.
  • When you are finished changing you start cleaning the tubes like you originally intended and you catch a glimpse of Namjoon coming out of the staff locker room,
  • And you’re just like OH THAT MAKES SENSE, his voice is perfect for rapping,
  • and he notices you, but quickly ducks away.
  • You haven’t heard Namjoon rap since that incident, but it has been on your mind ever since, and you’ve even started listening to rap songs on your phone.
  • And things go back to normal, you even think that he forgets about the ordeal, but then one day you are guarding the wave pool and Namjoon is there on the other side watching his own zone when you notice that this one kid is having trouble staying above the waves and is getting pulled under,
  • , so you blow your whistle, signalling that you are about the do a rescue, and jump in to save the kid.
  • You hit the water and have no trouble swimming over to the kid, pulling him to the rescue tube and swimming back to the entrance.
  • It was a simple rescue and nothing serious happened so you let the boy go after you filed the paperwork, but it’s like a rule at the park that if someone performs a rescue, another guard has to throw a party that night.
  • So you go over to one of your colleague’s houses for your party and there are people everywhere drinking from red solo cups, and someone even brought cake (you thought that this was all a bit much considering that there are usually several rescues like this a week, but it’s all in good fun)
  • And Namjoon is there, but he’s sitting on the back porch drinking from his cup, and you don’t know how you came up with the sudden boldness to sit next to him, but you do,
  • and it’s a little awkward not going to lie, he’s wearing a black baseball cap backwards and has on a bunch of cheesy plastic necklaces with peace signs and hearts on them,
  • You ask him if someone was passing the necklaces out, but he says no, that they’re his, and that it’s weird but just kind of his thing.  So you start talking about that and he ends up taking one off and putting it around your neck.
  • “That was a really smooth rescue this morning by the way, you made it look easy,” He says, and you blush, not knowing what to say.
  • He offers you some of the drink from his cup, and you are about to refuse because you are not that into alcohol, but then he whispers that it’s just kool aid and that he always carries some packets in his pockets to parties because he can’t stand the taste of alcohol either.
  • Eventually it looks like people are starting to leave and Namjoon seems like he is about to get up and leave when you just blurt out,
  • “You’re really good at rapping by the way, I’ve never had the chance to tell you that.”
  • “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” he tries to tell you and brush it off, and you’re just like, “,but I did and you’re awesome dude,”
  • You stand up to face him, but stay quiet for a minute.
  • He just looks down as whispers, “Is it ok if like I kiss you or something, that just seems like the right thing to do to get you to stop talking about it?”
  • He DOES kiss you, and you DO go on a date that weekend, but you never stop asking him to rap for you, and he always gives in.

JIn

  • Technically is a lifeguard, but primarily works in the main office of the facility as a nurse.
  • Has a basket full of lollipops for all the kids that fall and skin their knees on the cement to make them feel better,
  • though half the time it is actually Jin who is eating them.
  • Doesn’t own a doctor’s coat because all he really has is a lifeguard’s CPR and first aid training as experience, but he does wear a large red fanny pack at all times,
  • inside he keeps all kinds of first aid supplies but it’s mostly just band aids and alcohol wipes,
  • ONLY USES BANDAIDS THAT ARE DEEMED CUTE, so like pink hello kitty and ones with Looney Tunes characters on them.
  • His uniform is similar to the other lifeguards in that he wears a plain white shirt with the facility logo on the breast along with the red swim shorts and his fanny pack.
  • Loves his job because he gets to work inside all day and enjoy the air conditioning while the other lifeguards have to sit in the sun all day and make sure that they are actively watching the pool,
  • however Jin does worry about the other lifeguards often and always asks them if they are drinking plenty of water and if they have reapplied their sunscreen because the sun is strong and dehydration is common among the guards.
  • Once when he first got the job Jin was working in his office when they made him switch with one of the other lifeguards *cough cough* Taehyung *cough cough* because they became super dehydrated and was about to pass out from heat stroke or something,
  • Anyway Jin was freaking out because he remembered everything from the training boot camps, but he was never that good at it and it felt like so long ago…
  • Nobody drowned so Jin is proud.
  • Jin has his own desk and room to himself, it’s very small and was probably at one point a closet for cleaning supplies, but he doesn’t mind because it’s quiet and there’s a long window along the wall that looks out over the pool.
  • In the “Health Center” as the sign on the door says, there is Jin’s desk and a plastic bed, the kind found in nurse’s offices at school, and a small filing cabinet filled with all the first aid supplies
  • And on the other end is a door to a small bathroom, a sink and a small mini freezer where Jin keeps all the ice packs (there are some also flavored ice pops in there too but shhh no one is supposed to know!)
  • That’s about all that can fit in there tbh.
  • When it’s a slow day, probably because not that many people are at the pool for some reason, Jin likes to take naps on the sick bed or just lay there and read a book.
  • You decide to come to the community pool every once and awhile because it’s nice and you need a change of scenery from time to time and IT’S SUMMER!  Time to find yourself so super nice looking dude to have a summer fling with…
  • - - what you don’t know - - 
  • So you just get to the pool and are finally ready after putting on all this sun block and making sure that your bikini looks perfect to get in the water,
  • , and it all happens so fast but you must have slipped on the wet pavement because you fall down and end up fainting without ever even getting into the pool.
  • You wake up a half an hour later on the sick bed in the Health Center and you’re confused?  and sore?
  • There’s a huge bruise on your hip and both your elbows are skinned,
  • And there’s Jin sitting in his desk chair, eating some ramen, and when he noticed that you’re awake he’s like Oh! thank God! and scoots over in the chair still.
  • You’re stunned into silence as he just keeps talking to you about where you are and why and just doing quick checks to make sure you don’t have a concussion, because OMG HE’S THE MOST ATTRACTIVE PERSON YOU HAVE EVER SEEN THROUGHOUT ALL YOUR YEARS ON THIS FORSAKEN PLANET
  • He introduces himself to you as Seokjin but that you can just call him Jin, and he is just so friendly and keeps talking so that it does not become awkward, and then you notice,
  • that it’s cold in the room, like really cold.
  • The air conditioner is on full blast and all of a sudden goosebumps are forming on your arms because all you’re wearing a bikini and you shiver,
  • Oh course Jin notices and without much thought into it he just stands up and TAKES HIS FRIGGEN SHIRT OFF AND HANDS IT TO YOU
  • if you didn’t have an irregular heartbeat before, you definitely do now because Jin is standing in front of you half naked, WITHOUT HIS SHIRT ON and wants you to put it on.
  • You do, and then Jin just kind of stops for a moment and realizes his actions and is surprised at himself, and that’s when it gets a little awkward.
  • “Um,,, can I uh, see your elbows uh,” Jin asks you, and you show him the scrapes.
  • He takes his time washing the dirt out of the scrapes and puts on some antibiotic ointment and two cute band aids with Mulan and Pocahontas on them.
  • Jin’s touch on your arms is so light and gentle and he’s an excellent caretaker.
  • When he’s done Jin suggests that since you fainted and you don’t have a concussion that you are free to go, but that he suggests that you stay there and rest for a bit longer, and you agree.
  • However neither of you move and you’re just kind of sitting across from each other, watching, until…
  • who made the first move is a mystery but somehow Jin’s lips are on yours and he’s pushing you to lie down on the bed, and you just make out with KIM SEOKJIN.
  • It’s crazy and you two know nothing about each other and neither oh you are the kinds of people who do this kind of thing,
  • ,but there’s a clear connection… all things considering, and his hands are in your hair while yours are on his bare chest, but then…
  • “Um… is it ok if you take your fanny pack off?”

Suga

  • Works at a recreation center and used to assist with swimming lessons, but that didn’t last long because he couldn’t figure out a way to keep the kids in line without scaring them, so eventually he just became a full time lifeguard.
  • Has no tolerance for any horseplay because he once had to rescue this young boy from drowning after his friend once knocked him into the pool wall and he hurt his head
  • Yoongi was able to pull the boy from the water, but his head was really bloody and he had to perform CPR and he had to do all of this with the parents over his shoulder crying, and it was just a lot for him to handle
  • The boy made it and is fine, but it was Yoongi’s first rescue and scared him half to death because they kid nearly died.
  • Blows his whistle often and sometimes proceeds to yell at the offender.
  • Is known as the ‘scary lifeguard’ because of his no nonsense attitude, so most of the time people just tend to stay away from his zones.
  • Rotates on shifts for the indoor and outdoor pools, but sometimes they have him just work the main desk or have him scrub the locker rooms clean, which sucks but a job is a job.
  • Became a lifeguard because he was one the swimming team all through his schooling years and won many awards for breaking records in the butterfly, which is his signature stroke (get what I did there haha),
  • anyway since he is such a strong swimmer his coach practically begged him to get his certification so that he could coach, and he did get the certification, but he has no desire to coach,
  • in fact he has little desire to swim either, that the swim team was just to add onto his college apps, but having a paying job is another thing and lifeguard seemed good as any.
  • His real passion is rapping, and he’s good, like really good, and he could probably go off and join some company label somewhere but he needs to stay home and take care of his family, so he doesn’t really mind all that much.
  • WILL WEAR SUNGLASSES INSIDE BE WARNED
  • He tends to show up a little late to work sometimes, and the boss has gotten so angry that they have gotten really close to firing him, but there’s just something about him that makes them keep him around.
  • So you’re an EMT and one day you are just driving around the town in your ambulance with your partner waiting to get a call when suddenly you get one for a drowning victim at the rec center, so you head off.
  • And you rush into the rec center heading towards the indoor pool area because that is where the man who meets you at the front doors says the emergency is and he leads you there…
  • You and your partner run down the stairs to the pool deck and you rush over to the crowd of people surrounding the victim while try your best at not slipping on the wet tiles,
  • and there’s Yoongi performing CPR on the victim… and he’s crying, tears rushing down his cheeks and he’s whispering something that you can’t really hear
  • He’s doing what he’s been trained to do perfectly and his rhythm is better than yours (probs because of his secret talent for rapping) and
  • you almost feel like interrupting would disrupt a kind of intimacy that was created there, but it’s your job and a young boy is dying so you rush over next to the lifeguard,
  • and you can now hear that he’s whispering, “No, not again,” over and over again. 
  • But you signal to him that you and your partner can take over and he backs up immediately and practically falls onto his back panting heavily,
  • did I mention that Yoongi isn’t wearing a shirt?, I feel like that’s an important detail, he jumped into the water with it on, but he took it off once he pulled the boy onto the pool deck because it was heavy and wet.
  • When you have finally worked to get the boy into stable condition, you prepare to load him up into the ambulance and you shout out, “Are any of you this boy’s parents?”
  • “No he just comes here to swim after school sometimes,” this bare chested, hella attractive lifeguard tells you, and you’re like oh, well someone needs to come to the hospital with him cause he’s still a minor…
  • And Yoongi immediately volunteers to go because there are other lifeguards on duty, but after this incident the pool will probably close for the rest of the day,
  • , and that is how you end up sitting next to Min Yoongi in the back of an ambulance, who is still not wearing a shirt might I add.
  • When you get to the hospital you hand the boy over to the doctors, and Yoongi thanks you for all your help.
  • He takes your hand in both of his and kisses it, kind of formally with a bow and then runs through the automatic hospital doors and doesn’t look back.
  • Now this young lifeguard is a complete stranger to you, but for some reason you can’t get him off your mind and every time you think of him your face blushes and the spot where he kissed your hand starts to tingle.
  • and it is by complete coincidence that you run into each other again.
  • You are at the DMV waiting on the hopelessly long line to get your new license plates when you see the familiar stranger walk in.
  • He sees you and smiles, once he gets his place in line he sits down right beside you, and you don’t know this but you’ve been on his mind too.
  • “The boy’s ok.” He tells you, and you hug him upon hearing the news, “That’s incredible, it’s all because of you, most guards wouldn’t have been able to keep someone alive that long before we show up, but you held that rhythm for what must have felt like forever,”
  • And he blushes, MIN YOONGI BLUSHES AND SMILES
  • “Is it that much of a surprise if I ask you to go get coffee with me later?”

J-Hope

  • The pool he works at is at a sleepaway camp, and it’s small, only needs one lifeguard.
  • All the kids love him because he brings them new pool toys like the colorful noodles and wind up fish
  • AND I mean come on his smile just brightens everyone’s day, and his attitude is infectious,
  • like though watching over the pool is technically his only responsibility he goes out of his way to teach the campers about the water and often sits in on different classes like arts and crafts or archery.
  • Doesn’t really mind when the children get a little crazy with the splashing and screaming because they’re just kids and they just want to have fun and really no one is getting hurt so what’s the harm?
  • That is until it gets a little out of control and he can’t see everyone which is when it becomes a safety hazard, so he’ll blow his whistle.
  • His wrists are covered in lanyard bracelets that the campers made for him during arts and crafts, and he always tries to make them back for everyone who gave him one, but he is not that good at them and there are just too many kids.
  • doesn’t own any standard lifeguarding swim shorts, instead he just wears his normal swim trunks and a tie dye shirt
  • stereotypical lifeguard who puts sunscreen on their nose and wears sunglasses
  • Every morning has to wake up a little early to clean the pool and pick out all of the bugs and frogs that flown in during the night.
  • Hoseok is essentially the only person taking care of the pool so he feels like he needs to take extra special care of it because it’s practically his,
  • though in reality it’s a hunk of junk, the cleaning and filtration systems are constantly failing and most of the pipes are covered in cobwebs.
  • to put it simply the pool is disgusting, but the campers don’t mind and neither does Hoseok because it’s 100 degrees (F) and there is no air conditioning.
  • Sometimes when the pool gets especially gross and green he lifeguards the lake waterfront so that the campers can still get a way to cool themselves off and have fun.
  • Has a class once a week where he takes some of the campers out onto the lake in kayaks and canoes and for a few hours they just explore the lake
  • And you are just one of the many counselors at the camp in awe of how Hoseok just is always so awesome with like everything,
  • the kids love him without even trying, he always stays cool under stress, he is a genuinely kind person who is looking out for others, AND the most frustrating, when he sweats he doesn’t get all gross and smelly like everyone else, he almost seems to be… glowing?
  • and of course you are friendly with Hoseok because you always stand by his chair when you take your group of kids to the pool and he is quite a talker
  • He also has shown up to a few of the staff parties, the ones that happen once the kids are asleep, and hung out with the counselors and staff,
  • And today is just like any other day in that after the pool the kids will dry up and head to the dining hall for lunch and then hammock area for siesta,
  • , and the kids are being a bit loud and it’s getting a little past the point when Hoseok usually signals that it’s enough with his whistle when one of the campers runs up to you asking where another camper is
  • and you are like “it’s ok I’m sure they are just in the bathroom, we’ll find them.” but you don’t remember being asked for someone to leave and all of a sudden you’re freaking out because WHERE ARE THEY OMG,
  • Hoseok notices that something is wrong by the look you give him and immediately starts scanning the pool
  • He blows his whistle and calls for the kids to have a buddy check, but then as the campers are exiting the pool you two spot the missing camper struggling in the water and whimpering that they don’t think they’ll make it to the edge.
  • RESCUER MODE ON!  Hoseok jumps into the pool with his shirt and sandals still on, and you’re pretty sure his phone was still in his pocket as well, but you don’t care because your camper is in trouble!
  • Of course Hoseok reaches the troubled swimmer and pulls them to the shallow side of the pool and to the wall where he helps them out.  They are coughing up a bunch of water, but is unharmed
  • And you are right at your camper’s side, but don’t really know what to do and then there’s Hoseok just comforting the child and his hair is all wet and sticking to his forehead and you never really considered just how ATTRACTIVE he is, like goddamn.
  • but you try and ignore those thoughts because your camper needs you right now, but at the same time Hoseok is just thinking about how he always thought you were pretty and motherly, but now as you are comforting the kid it’s dawning on him how he definitely has a crush on you.
  • After everything is under control and the camper is breathing fine again you start barking orders for everyone to grab their stuff because you are already late for lunch
  • As you are about to walk out of the pool gate you turn around to Hoseok to thank him and you two just kind of collide…
  • lips and all.  You bumped your upper lip into his really hard, but somehow that doesn’t matter because he is kissing you and omg HOSEOK IS KISSING YOU and he’s really good at it.
  • “We definitely need to do that again.” he says and you agree, you agree so embarrassingly fast.

Jimin

  • Works at a really nice beach with Jungkook as a lifeguard, and spends most of his days walking up and down the beach front looking for seashells.
  • If you don’t know him it may seem odd to see a lifeguard pacing the shoreline for hours on end, with his head down looking at the ground, like aren’t they supposed to be watching to make sure everyone is safe?
  • And yes of course, but Jimin is really good at watching the water while he looks for shells and can still spot an emergency and react fast enough that the boss doesn’t really mind if he is just looking for more shells to add to his collection or whatever he does with them.
  • Jimin wears a first aid pack on his waist, but in reality he just uses it for the most part to store all the cool shells he finds in,
  • Everyday he comes home and empties his pack of shells and sorts through them again, making sure that he only grabbed the good ones and throws away the chipped or broken pieces.
  • And then the next morning he starts off the day again with an empty pack to find more, and it’s just a calming activity of his.
  • Sometimes he just gives the seashells he collects to the young children at the beach trying to get them to behave for their parents.
  • Jimin also really enjoys boogie boarding and keeps a few boards in the back of Jungkook’s pickup truck, so that he can get in the water and ride during his breaks.
  • Speaking of Jungkook’s pickup, Jungkook gives Jimin rides to work every morning and they always fight over what is playing on the stereo because Jungkook always wants to listen to alternative music but Jimin has softer tastes,
  • he likes some jazz and slow rock, but Jungkook always wins so Jimin gives in and always ends up jamming to the music anyways because he secretly actually knows all the words too.
  • The worst thing about working at the beach in Jimin’s opinion is all the seagulls… he hates seagulls, they freak him out with their squawks and he thought he once saw once steal his packed lunch, but then again that could have also been Jungkook. 
  • Jimin took on yoga as a hobby at some point and sometimes when the sun is rising, does yoga on the beach before his shift starts,
  • He has an extra mat for Jungkook, but he always refuses and Jungkook just watches his best friend while he sits in the sand.
  • LOVES, absolutely loves the feeling of sand between his toes, so he almost always walks around the beach barefoot, which was tough at first because the sand got so hot in the afternoon, but after time he just got used to it and it doesn’t bother him anymore.
  • The cutest thing about lifeguard Jimin is that while he walks around the beach looking for seashells he holds his rescue tube across his chest and under his armpits.
  • One day while walking up and down the beach looking for shells on his lunch break as he’s eating his sandwich,
  • he ends up walking much further than usual, and without noticing it ends up on the part of the beach that is privately owned by the several beach houses on the shore.
  • He knows that he should go back because his break will be up soon, but he’s never been to this area of the beach before, so there are so many beautiful shells that he has yet to have collected.
  • And all he’s doing is collecting seashells, but for some reason your dog absolutely can’t stand that there is a stranger on the property and just won’t shut up barking at Jimin through the window.
  • You are in your bedroom trying to study, but your dog’s barking is driving you nuts and you just can’t focus,
  • so, you go out (more like storm out) of your room to try and quiet your dog, but then as you are pulling them back off of the window you see this boy on your beach picking something up,
  • Now you are not the kind of person who really cares if someone from the public beach stumbles along and ends up on your property, as long as they just don’t set up their umbrella and chairs there, but you really need to study and your dog just won’t stay quiet.
  • You walk out onto your back porch, and the swing of the door shut is enough to get the boy’s attention, so he looks up, and you’re just…
  • it’s his face it’s so angelic and pretty and soft looking, and he waves at you and the muscles in his arms are flexing and he just looks so goddamn strong?
  • you’ve never seen anyone look like him before and you want to run back inside to disappear because compared to him you feel like an ogre with your band t shirt and pajama shorts, last night’s make up face and messy hair, and your prickly legs (in your defense you shaved two days ago, but it seemed to have started to grow back)
  • “Oh uh hi sorry if I was bothering you.  I was just looking for shells, but I’ll leave.” ugh even his voice is pretty.  You notice then that he is wearing a lifeguard’s swim shorts and tank, so he must work down the road.
  • And you just say that your dog was being annoying while you were trying to study for this really important test that you have to take in order to earn an extra credit over the summer, and he’s just like,
  • “Sorry, no problem, I totally get it.  I probably should go before Jungkook starts making a scene anyway.” 
  • , and you don’t know who Jungkook is, but you nod anyway, and go back inside because he’s walking away.
  • And tbh you basically forget all about your encounter with Jimin, but then one night your friends actually are able to convince you to go to a bonfire party on the beach about ten minutes down the road, and like he’s there,
  • Jimin is at the party and he is talking to another boy around his age, maybe a year or so younger, but the other boy is leaving the party just as you are getting there, so Jimin is left alone.
  • You freak out a little bit because you want to talk to him, but you just don’t know what to say,
  • When you control over yourself you just get in line for some of the drinks that will hopefully give you enough courage to talk to the handsome lifeguard.
  • It works much better than you anticipated and you march over confidently to the boy starting a conversation, all while pretending that your little encounter never happened.
  • And you learn his name is Jimin, and he is actually so charming and you are having a really good conversation when all of a sudden, someone starts screaming something about skinny dipping,
  • and while you may have thought that Jimin was not the skinny dipping type, he starts taking off his clothes just like everyone else, and you are not one to hold back, especially now that you have so much alcohol in your system.
  • Just like that everyone is running naked into the ocean, and the water is so cold on your bare skin, but it’s such a liberating feeling.
  • Later that night you end up being walked back to your house with the help of some of your friends and you fall asleep with a smile on your face because Jimin was so much more charming than you ever thought he could be, and also, you know…
  • YOU GOT TO SEE JIMIN NAKED SO PLUS PLUS!
  • The next morning you wake up with a massive headache to a series of knocks on your front door.  You trudge to the front door not really caring who sees you looking like such a mess because you feel so awful, 
  • , but there he is again.  Jimin is at your door and he brought you gifts,
  • “First is pills for your hangover because you sure as hell have one after last night,” he says, and then after you take them with a glass of water he cutely reaches around his back and pulls out a beautiful seashell necklace.
  • And it’s not like one of those tacky looking ones, this one is so beautiful and when he tells you that he made it himself you don’t believe it because it looks professionally made…
  • turns out that Jimin makes a lot of the shells he collects into jewelry and sells it,
  • You accept his gift, and maybe it’s the pills, or maybe you’re just crazy, but Jimin is standing in your living room and all you can look at is his lips, and he’s doing the same to yours.
  • *kiss*

V

  • Works at the community pool during the summers and absolutely loves watching all the kids splashing around in the water all day having a ball.
  • Became a lifeguard because he didn’t want an overly serious summer job and is a relatively strong swimmer, so he took a lifeguard training course,
  • he then learnt that it IS in fact a very serious job, but also that it has a lot of perks like getting paid for sitting in a chair all day and he gets discounts on swimwear at stores so it’s like a win-win.
  • Spends his shift in the lifeguard chair in front of the water slide and is in charge of monitoring when it is safe for the next person to go down.
  • Sometimes he ends up watching the children’s water jungle gym area and gets to actually play with the kids, splashing in the water with them…
  • and then gets scolded by the other guards because he is supposed to making sure everyone is staying safe, not playing with them!
  • Likes to eat ice cream when he’s sitting on the lifeguard stand and it gets all over him and his fingers are usually sticky until he cleans himself off in the water.
  • Still, he has ice cream stains all over his white lifeguard shirt and swim shorts.
  • wears socks and flip flops, he’s THAT person,
  • Has this awesome pair of red cat-framed sunglasses that he found in some old box somewhere of his parent’s old stuff and wears them all the time
  • Never blows his whistle… though when he first got the job it was his favorite thing to do until he realized it frightened some of the kids
  • On the weekends Tae teaches swimming lessons to all the kids and people who don’t know how to swim or are looking to improve themselves,
  • and frankly he makes significantly more money during these lessons than just lifeguarding, but he never has considered dropping one for the other because yes swimming is important, but being a good swimmer isn’t always going to keep you safe in the water
  • during his breaks he likes to jump into the kiddie pool and just lay in the shallow water and think, that is until one of the kids splash him and an all out splashing war erupts.
  • And you like to come to the pool with the young boy you babysit because it’s a nice change from the park and you can sit back and relax and listen to music while tanning in the sun while he swims with his friends
  • But this time as you are settling into your lounge chair with your earbuds in and a magazine, you find yourself paying less attention to the boy and you end up falling asleep.
  • You wake up what is probably hours later and you have a minor heart attack because you don’t know where the boy you babysit is and he isn’t where you last saw him.
  • You go to look for him but you are covered in a horrific sunburn all the way from your chest and neck to your knees and it burns so bad, but finding the boy is so much more important.
  • Running around the pool you are searching for the boy when you decide to look by the small food court to see if he is there, and when he isn’t you look around for a lifeguard to help you
  • Originally you didn’t want to make a scene by getting a lifeguard involved, but it’s gotten desperate.
  • And there’s Tae, clearly on break since he’s eating french fries at one of the picnic tables, but you don’t notice because you’re frantic, and you’re just explaining the situation to this ridiculous looking lifeguard with cat-framed sunglasses and hair in his face with socks and sandals on,
  • , but he’s listening to you and then reassuring you that this happens all the time, that he couldn’t have left the property
  • AND THEN… he takes off his sunglasses and you’re taken aback because he’s, beautiful, like so unbelievably pretty, and here you are with make up probably running down your face with a gross sunburn down your entire front, and you’re suddenly self conscious
  • Tae being Tae takes your hand when you are searching for the boy both because he’s childish and doesn’t understand the implications that may have, but he also wants to comfort you as you were clearly distressed.
  • He takes you to the loudspeaker where you make an announcement about the missing boy, and within minutes someone found him and brought him into the pool office,
  • You’re so grateful towards Tae, and when you ask how you can possibly repay him, he stays quiet and shrugs, that it wasn’t that big of a deal, that it is just part of the job, but it means so much more to you than that.
  • “How about ice cream then?” you ask him, and the smile on his face, like the sun, the sun, but then he’s like “Isn’t that kind of like a date then?”
  • and you’re kind of shocked because that wasn’t what you meant, but I mean you wouldn’t mind…
  • but Tae is then like, “Don’t worry, I want to go on a date with you,” so you three end up going to get ice cream after his shift is up, and he is so full of surprises and you can’t help but tell him that you should do it again sometime,
  • He agrees and on your next date (this time without the kid) he brings you some Aloe Vera for your sunburn and it’s so thoughtful, but it’s still kind of embarrassing because you were hoping that he wouldn’t have noticed, but then again how could he have not.

Jungkook

  • Works at the beach with Jimin, and thinks that being a lifeguard is super cool and edgy because he is saving people’s lives and gets to be on the beach all day
  • totally has a hero complex in that he puts up this arrogant facade whenever he is working, but in reality has a shelf in his bedroom dedicated to his favorite action figures.
  • Owns a shark tooth necklace and always wears it because he thinks it makes him look super cool and tough, especially when he is not wearing a shirt…
  • SPEAKING OF WHICH, whereas most of the guards wear a t shirt or a tank top, Jungkook never wears a shirt on duty
  • Never, and all the girls at the beach know him as this super hot and charismatic lifeguard, so he gets invited to all these beach parties by the people who live in the beach houses and have their own private beaches,
  • , but he rarely shows up to them and people think it’s because he was probably invited to a million other parties and just couldn’t make it… which is probably true that he was invited to others
  • but the real reason why he rarely shows up is because his mom has him on a strict curfew and he never really has the guts to sneak out of his window.
  • Owns this super old pickup truck that he drives everywhere, at some point it was probably blue but now it is so covered in rust and is so old that the blue looks like a dark gray,
  • the seats are this orangey yellow color and he never cleans it so the seats are always covered in crumbs and… his t shirt on the passenger seat.  There’s also a ton of energy drinks in the back of the truck in the tool kit.
  • Drives Jimin to work everyday and they always listen to Linkin Park cds and other alt bands in the truck
  • So he thinks that being a lifeguard at the beach is so cool and stuff, but then he actually had to jump in and save this girl once because she wasn’t a strong swimmer and the tide went out before she could get back to land
  • Since she was so far out in the sound it took Jungkook a while to reach her and carry her back to the beach, she had to be hospitalized because she was under the surface for so long,
  • , and Jungkook had never gotten nightmares before he saw this girl’s life nearly end right before his eyes, and reality hit him like a mother–
  • So for a while Jungkook got super serious about his job and it started to stress him out because it was a lot to hear about this responsibility he has, but experiencing it is a whole other animal, 
  • but then he meets you.
  • You frequent the beach often because you are a surfer and this beach has the biggest and best surfing waves,
  • and you talk to Jungkook sometimes when he is up in his lifeguard stand and not going to lie you two are massive flirts.
  • But that’s all it is, in reality Jungkook is barely even a friend, and his whole “lookin tough” vibe isn’t really your thing, but as you two get a little closer he opens up more and you see another side to him than just this beach hunk.
  • Anyway, so one day you are getting your board ready to out surfing like usual, but you get a weather alert on your phone, but you don’t really think much of it.
  • So you go out into the sound and the water is a little stronger today, but nothing really concerning,
  • and you see this wave start to build up really nicely nearby, so you obviously don’t think twice about catching it,
  • , but then when you first start riding it the wave grows considerably and soon you’re on this massive strong wave and you are losing control over your board because the wind is picking up.
  • After trying hard to stay on you give up and try to wipe out in a clean way so that you can keep going, but when you do the current sweeps you in and you can’t surface no matter what you do.
  • And while you are a very strong swimmer and even have your lifeguard certification, the water is stronger and it’s pulling you down and the more you struggle the weaker you become 
  • Back on the beach Jungkook sees you go down and doesn’t think much of it but keeps an eye out to see you resurface, but then you just don’t?
  • And he gets a little worried and stands up in his chair to get a better view because sometimes when you resurface you are far away from where you went in, but you’re nowhere in sight.
  • Jungkook blows his whistle and runs into the water with his rescue tube and swims faster than he has ever swam in his life because, while that girl was a stranger and he kind of knows you now and he can’t bear letting you suffer a similar fate,
  • mostly because you are super pretty and have nice eyes and legs and like talking to him and are flirtatious… basically he likes you… a lot.
  • He dives down to where you are sinking and pulls you up and into a calmer zone where your feet can touch the ground.
  • By then you have caught your breath and are holding onto the rescue tube for dear life, but since you are finally in a safe area Jungkook stops and turns to look at you, and
  • , and he has this look on his face, worry and relief and something else
  • “I’m fine,” you say to him, but then he grabs the side of your face and pulls himself to you, and his face is just there,
  • so close to yours and you lick your lips because his are centimeters away and you know what’s coming next,
  • “I’m not fine, you scared me to death.” and he kisses you.
  • He kisses you in the water for such a long time that you lose your breath all again, but this time it’s nice.
  • You two end up dating not long after that, and Jungkook convinces you to get a job at the beach so that you can be lifeguards together, and you end up agreeing
  • because not only do you want to spend more time with your gorgeous boyfriend, but Jungkook is also never going to stop getting dirty looks from all those other beach girls and you have to defend what’s yours.
  • the pay is also really good so…
  • You sit in between Jungkook and Jimin in the truck on the way to work every morning and on the way home every evening and jam with them to Linkin Park and eat energy drinks with the boys.

I really really hope that everyone who reads this enjoys it, I worked really hard on it.  I’d love feedback, and if anyone has any other requests feel free to send them in!

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Jamie Benn - Jealousy

Originally posted by ohmy-dallas-stars

I love me some Jamie Benn so this was fun for me to write. I’ll do anything for someone who loves a Benn Brother lmao

Request from @boo-boocmf : Can you please write me a Jamie Benn imagine where he’s jealous of how you and Tyler Seguin have gotten. I’d be so grateful. 

Jamie watched as you sat in the grass with Tyler, his dogs jumping happily around the two of you. You laughed as the chocolate lab tried to sit on your lap before conceding to just letting his head rest there. He talked animatedly about something that caused you to laugh and Jamie could feel the jealousy rising in his chest.

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Love Triumphs Chapter 7: Ruthless

Jared Padalecki x Reader

1150 Words

Chapter Summary: After all the hateful words, you aren’t sure what’s going to happen.

Story Summary:  AU (I love Gen, and love her with Jared.) Jared and Gen have split up, but are still friendly. You, the Reader have recently started acting on Supernatural, and have fallen in love with Jared. Both of you get hate due to the fact that you are much younger than he is.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

It was hard getting up for work that next morning. After a mostly sleepless night, you had woken up before your alarm clock, seeing more notifications and even a couple of text messages. Wanting nothing more than to ignore them, you at least checked the text messages, seeing a couple from Jared, and one from your boss. Jared was concerned about you, needing to talk to you, while your boss was expecting a meeting as soon as you got to the lot.

Sighing, you rubbed your hand over your face. Today was going to be a horrible day, you just knew it, and the horrible things you had read last night kept running through your mind. People had been ruthless, mainly towards you, even though a couple had gone after Jared as well. Insults about going after an older man, about using him to further your career. You had been called everything from a gold digger to a slut, even a home breaker. You had always considered yourself a nice girl, one who was kind and cared about others. Having people say these things about you was hard to take, and you weren’t sure what you were going to do.

Slipping out of bed, you slipped on a pair of leggings, along with a sweatshirt. Throwing your hair up in a messy bun, you knew it didn’t matter. Make up would fix you up before you had to do any lines. If you had to do any lines, considering they might end your contract due to the negative publicity.

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Smoke, Fog, and Haze

Originally posted by hxnnxh-bxkxr

* This is my first imagine so it’s not the best! I will be writing imagines for characters in shows that I love but unfortunately don’t see enough of! Shoot me a request if you have one. This particular imagine will be part of a series of imagines dedicated to Y/N’s love life with the beautiful Jeff Atkins until the unfortunate end.*

-not my gif. credits goes to the creator- 

Also not positive on their ages so I just made it up. OKAY ON WITH THE STORY


Jeff Atkins Series

How they met:

*        Smoke, fog, and haze = write about not being able to see ahead of you

Freshman Year: First weekend of the school year

“I can’t believe you’re actually going to this party,” Clay complained from his position on my bed, his eyes still glued to the tv screen where The Lord of the Rings was playing yet again. I was stood in front of my closet, focused on searching through my clothes when he spoke, making me jump a bit. I groaned and rubbed my eyes as I turned to look at him, a bowl of popcorn on his lap and an annoyed look on his face. “I’m in high school now Clay, isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” I asked with a laugh, “You’ll go to a party too when you’re older.” “Ha ha,” Clay laughed mockingly as he threw a pillow in my direction, nearly hitting my face, “I’m one year younger than you. And yeah I guess you should go to parties but do you have to do it on Lord of the Rings night?” “Would you rather I go next week during Star Trek night?” “Shut your mouth.” I laughed out loud at my best friend. He was a year younger and while I was enjoying the new freedom of High School, Clay was stuck in 8th grade with our friend Tony. I turned back to my closet, deep in thought once again. “What do girls even wear to high school parties?” “According to the movies, not much,” Clay answered, once again sucked into the movie as if the two of us hadn’t been watching it on repeat every day after school.

Eventually I gave up and undressed before I pulled on some jeans and a cropped sweatshirt, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and slipped on some sneakers before turning back to Clay. “Okay how’s this?” I asked nervously, playing with my sleeves. Clay glanced at me quickly, scanned me and returned to watching the tv, “You look nice.” I giggled at the sight of his pout and sat on the edge of my bed next to him, kind of wishing I was back in my pjs and lounging on my bed as well. “I’m really scared Clay. You and Tony are my only friends and you’re not in school with me anymore. I went this whole week thinking that High School was gonna be this magical place where I found myself and made friends with a clique just like me and that together we’d dance and sing our way through the next four years” I began, making Clay snort, “But the only person who’s talked to me all week was Justin Foley when he knocked me over during P.E..  Like, I’m going to a party alone. That’s kind of embarrassing right?” I admitted with a strained smile, butterflies in my stomach at the thought of going somewhere on my own. Clay sighed as he paused the movie and sat up next to me, our legs dangling off the edge of my bed. “It’s not embarrassing to go to a party by yourself. I mean, the whole point is to make friends right? Look, as bummed as I am that you’re missing movie night, I do want you to go to this party. You’re my best friend, you’re a great person, and any one would be lucky to have you even say two words to them. Just go and have a good time and tell me all about it when you get back, okay? Tony should be here by then.” “You invited Tony to a sleepover at MY house?” “I think we’ve been friends long enough to consider it OUR house. Now get out there and make some friends.” I laughed and placed an annoyingly sloppy kiss on Clay’s forehead before reminding him of the pizza money my mom had left us and grabbing my cell phone. I then made my way to my bedroom door. “OH, and be careful out there. ‘ It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to’ “ Clay quoted making me laugh and roll my eyes. “You’re a huge dork for quoting that Jensen!” I yelled over my shoulder as I made my way to the stairs. “You’re a bigger dork for knowing what I was quoting!” he yelled back as I laughed and made my way out the door and down the street.

I stood in front of the large house just a couple blocks away from my own. The music inside was loud and I could hear the laughs and shouts of the teens just behind the front door. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door, being greeted instantly by the smell of alcohol and sweat. I glanced around the room full of dancing teens and made my way to the back where I opened up the back door and walked into the back yard that was just as busy but a bit more bearable due to the fresh air. In this area the teens were just as drunk but beer pong and swimming was involved. When I didn’t notice any familiar faces I seriously considered walking back out the front door and to my house but when I turned back to the house a hand reached out and grabbed my elbow. “Y/N! Leaving so soon? You just walked through the door!” I turned back around, my heart jumping knowing that someone had actually noticed my presence, and came face to face with Justin Foley. “Oh, hey Justin. Yeah I didn’t see anyone I knew,” I answered, pushing some fly away hairs behind my ear. I may have been nervous, but I had gone all through the awkward stages of middle school as confident as possible, and that wasn’t about to change.

“Well now you’ve seen me! So stick around,” Justin replied with a grin, running his hand from my elbow down to my wrist where he tugged slightly and led me over to a group of people I recognized from middle school. “You remember Zach, Bryce and Kat right?” he asked as the three turned and waved to me. “Oh thank god a familiar face” Kat practically yelled as she desperately hugged me, “I barely saw a single person I knew this week. I thought I was alone here!” A huge weight floated off of my shoulders when I realized that the lost feeling I was experiencing was happening to each of us. “Okay good, it wasn’t just me,” I replied and we both giggled as the three boys rolled their eyes. The five of us caught up and shared a few stories about the summer before Bryce suggested we step into his pool house. Bryce had just missed the cut for kindergarten, making him a few months older than us, him already being 15 while we were just 14.  However those few months made all the  difference as he carried himself proudly as if he had years on us. He led us into the pool house and he and Zach busied themselves over by the bar while Kat, Justin an I got comfortable on the couch; the music outside was so loud that it felt as though the speaker was directly next to me. Soon enough Bryce and Zach were joining us once again, lighting up joints and taking deep puffs, exhaling thick white smoke. I bit my lip and watched, not sure how to respond as I’d never seen someone smoke weed before. Zach and I made eye contact and he grinned as he lazily held out his hand to me, the joint tucked between his pointer and middle finger, “Want a hit Y/N?” he asked and I weighed my options. I could deny the drug and watch my new group of friends as they had fun without me, I could leave the party and head on home to Clay and Tony and spend another night watching sci fi movies, or I could take a hit and see how it goes. Finally I reached out and shakily took the joint, holding it to my lips but stopping as I noticed everyone watching with lazy smiles. Then I took a deep hit from the joint, holding the smoke and releasing it with a choking cough making the others cheer and pat my back. I laughed and tried again and soon we were in a circle, passing the joints around and laughing as we shared stupid stories.

I stood up from the couch with Zach’s help and laughed loudly at absolutely nothing. After an hour cooped up in the pool house, Bryce figured he should make sure his house was still in one piece. When I was standing straight, I stumbled to the front door and pushed it open, watching as the smoke that had once occupied the pool house, poured out the door blocking my view of the back yard. “Whoa dude, it’s so foggy out here,” Zach pointed out making Kat laugh as she slapped his chest and yelled, “It’s smoke not fog you dumbass!” Zach laughed and lightly pushed her away as I waved my hand in front of my face, pushing the smoke away from my eyes and watching as it floated up to the stars. And as I looked foreword once again I watched how the haze lifted and my eyes locked with a pair of unfamiliar sleepy blue ones. The boy ahead of me was playing beer pong and seemed to be focused on our little staring contest as he didn’t notice how the boy in front of him successfully tossed his ball into his final cup.

The boy quickly turned back to the game when he heard the cheering and smiled before tossing back the cup of beer that was in front of him. “He’s cute,” Kat giggled in my ear as she threw an arm over my shoulder and pushed her head close to mine, pushing her weight onto me as well. I assumed it was the weed that was causing me to giggle along with her as I wrapped my arm around her waist, because I had never laughed so much at absolutely nothing before. “Yeah he is,” I agreed as the boy looked at me one more time with a small smile. “You should kiss him.” Kat stated seriously as she dragged me away from the pool house and toward the actual house. My eyes widened, well as much as they could, and I stopped abruptly before she continued dragging me like a toddler being dragged through the supermarket by their angry mother. “I cannot kiss him. He’s too cute and I don’t even know him.” I differed. Kat gave me a dangerous smile as we stopped in the packed living room. I knew instantly that she had a bad idea. “SUCK AND BLOW!” she screamed at the top of her lungs and quickly people were entering or leaving the living room, a large circle forming, the cute boy sitting next to Kat on the couch. Well he was sitting next to her, until she conveniently stood to stretch and sat on the other side of me, pushing me closer to him.

A playing card was produced by Bryce and soon the small piece of blended plastic and paper was in motion. I couldn’t help but drum my fingers nervously on my thigh as I watched the card make its rounds around the very large circle. “You nervous?” the boy next to me asked. And I was thankful for the drugs in my system because I oh so easily turned to look at him with a lazy grin and what I assumed were hazy red eyes. He bit his lip as his eyes scanned my face and he laughed. “What gave it away?” I asked. “The restless fingers,” he answered, reaching out and pressing his hand against mine to stop its nervous movements. I looked down at his hand over mine, and thought that when he noticed it he’d pull it away; but he didn’t, and I didn’t want him to. “I’m Y/N,” I introduced myself loudly over the still pumping music. “Jeff!” he yelled back with a smile, “I think you’re in my art of film class! You’re the girl who fought with the teacher about how the Matrix movie is a cinematic masterpiece, right? He said you were wrong and you called him a mouth breather.” A heavy blush spread across my face and chest and I quickly turned away from the boy who introduced himself as Jeff. “Wait no, I didn’t mean that like in a bad way. It was actually super adorable how defensive you got,” Jeff added as he nudged my arm with his, “quit ignoring me!” I giggled a bit as I turned back toward him, meeting his dark blue eyes. “I’m embarrassed.” I spoke quietly, secretly loving how he leaned in close to hear me. “Embarrassed that you’re passionate about something?” “Embarrassed that I looked like a huge dork in front of a really cute boy.” I corrected, watching as Jeff leaned back slightly while biting the corner of his lip, his teeth grazing it as he slowly released it as he smiled. Before he could respond to me a hand was tugging at my chin and my head was being turned to Kat as she leaned in and pressed her card covered lips to mine. And I suddenly remembered that we were in a group of teens playing a game. I pursed my lips and sucked, the card sticking to my lips before I turned back to Jeff. I tilted my head up and pushed myself up to be closer to his face and Jeff pressed the palm of his hand against the back of my head before leaning down toward me. His eyes looked from my eyes to the card and back before he pulled my head close to his and pressed his lips against the card. I placed my hand on his shoulder and didn’t bother to blow the card away, and I noticed that he hadn’t bothered to suck. So when his face pulled a centimeter away from mine, the card fluttered to my lap before he leaned back in and his lips connected to mine.

The group of teens cheered loudly at the sight of a kiss (despite not being positive on whether the kiss meant a win or a loss) due to the fast paced game, which the pace of Jeff’s kiss completely opposed. His was gentle as he pressed a few sweet kisses to my lips, before my stupid smile made him smile as well and we couldn’t kiss anymore. Jeff looked up at the ceiling to hide his slight blush and I looked down at my lap in an attempt to do the same. I then pressed down on the home screen of my phone and saw the bold numbers reading 2am. “Holy shit,” I exclaimed. It had already been 3 hours, but it felt like it had only been 3 minutes. I stood up slowly and Jeff stood up with me. “Got a curfew?” he asked me and I felt Kat lightly smacking my leg in excitement that I was holding a steady conversation with him. “Yeah … well no, not a curfew. Just an antsy best friend who I really want to be watching Lord of the Rings with and that totally didn’t help my efforts to convince you that I’m not a dork.” I rambled. Jeff laughed and pushed his hands into his pockets nervously before bumping his shoulder against mine, “I can walk you home? If you’re cool with that I mean. No pressure or anything. It’s just really late and I think you’re a little too high to be walking around alone.” “Yeah I’d like that.”

Before Jeff could lead me to the front door I turned back to Kat and hugged her tightly, and glanced over her shoulder to see Zach and Justin giving me thumbs up. “I’ll see you at school on Monday right?” I asked hesitantly, praying that I wouldn’t go back to wandering the halls alone. “Obviously!” Kat yelled as she lightly shoved me with a laugh. I smiled at her and waved at the boys before making my way to the door, Jeff following as he said goodbye to his own friends. Together we made our way down the street and I welcomed the cool air, a complete contrast to Bryce’s stuffy house. We walked the two blocks home in a comfortable silence before Jeff helped me up my front stairs, chuckling as the door swung open revealing Tony and Clay. Their stern father looks were well practiced and they’re arms were crossed as they took in the sight of Jeff. “You guys are still here!” I yelled as I threw myself at them, trying to squeeze them both into a group hug. “She’s really high.” Jeff announced making Tony groan and pull me off lightly. “I’ll go make some food before the munchies hit,” he announced before disappearing into the house, Clay following him, but leaving the door open for me. I turned back to Jeff, who somehow looked even cuter under the unflattering porch light. “I’ll see you on Monday right?” he asked sweetly holding his hand out to me. “Of course. I’ll save you a seat in Film class,” I replied, taking his hand and squealing when he pulled me into a hug. He then pulled away and jogged down the stairs and down my front yard before disappearing down the street and I couldn’t help but let out another squeal as I turned and ran into my house and into the kitchen. “I take it you made some friends?” Clay asked with a smile as Tony put some left over pizza into the toaster oven. “I made friends and I kissed a cute boy and I’m really happy … and this is so good,” I announced as I pulled a handful of stale popcorn from the bowl on the counter and shoved it into my mouth. “Ew you kissed that guy?” “Yes Clay, and it was glorious.” “He was cute. Nicely done.” Tony replied ignoring Clay’s playful disgust. “Maybe I can actually survive my one year of high school without you guys after all.” “We never doubted you.”


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anonymous asked:

shinee's jonghyun + lifeguard AU pleasE

  • thinks he’s the king of the swimming pool 
  • makes a show of flexing his muscles and putting on sunscreen lotion and fellow lifeguard key is like “i swear to god get up in your chair or i will personally throw you into the pool and make sure you nEVER come out.”
  • jonghyun wearing big sunglasses because he thinks it makes him look cool but he just looks corny
  • saved someone who wasn’t even drowning and was like “you don’t have to thank me.” and the person was like “you’re right. i wasn’t drowning, i was waving my hands to my friend.”
  • sings when he’s off duty in the locker room and everyone’s like jonghyUN SHUTUP and he’s like NEVER
  • winks @ cute people because he’s greasy
  • winked at you when you were hanging by the pool with your friends and all of them started laughing and you were just like rolling your eyes but when you peaked over jonghyun waved and you were like shdfoweg
  • comes over and is like “hello, im a lifeguard but i think im just about drowning in your good looks~” and you’re like “is that supposed to be a pickup line?” and jonghyun shrugs like “if you want it to be~~”
  • and you’re about to answer and flirt back when someone screams hELP and jonghyun’s like “hold that thought.” and he’s actually a pretty good lifeguard aside from the fact that when they bring the person out of the water he’s like “key. you do the cpr.” and key’s like what why and jonghyun looks up at you like “im saving these lips for someone else (-;” and you want to laugh because CORNY but you’re also like BOY SAVE THAT PERSON FOR CHRISTS SAKE 
Hawaii

One shot fluff and a bit of smut at the end, feel free to jump to it if thats what you are after 

Author ladyoftheteaandblood.

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I have never felt so tired as when I fell out of the plane at Kauai Airport, at 10 am their time, I was still 12 pm my time. I’d lost count of the hours and hours I’d spent sitting in airports and sitting on planes, my bum was numb and my mind full of cotton candy. All I wanted was sleep, well till I saw him.

Grinning like a Cheshire cat, arms outstretched and rushing towards me like a freight train, six foot two of pure hunk.

He enveloped me in his long arms, picked me up and swung me round with a huge hug and a kiss on the nose. This was closely followed by a full on snog. By this time the Cameras were out and the people in the Airport had started to gather, time to go and find some privacy.

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National Anthem (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request:  imaginary-marvel-mayhemAnything with Bucky fluff honestly lmao. American or national anthem by lana del rey would go really well, although American would be better w Steve tbh  

Alright, I used parts of the song, and I admit, I struggled a bit.  I wanted this storyline and kind of tucked the song in here and there.  Hope it’s okay!

Money is the anthem

Of success

So before we go out

What’s your address?

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Friends (Part 3)

Chris Motionless x reader

Warnings: Language, Alcohol, minor affections

 (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5,  Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9,Part 10, Part 11)


You slam your shot down onto the bar with a victorious grin, Ryan slamming his down seconds too late.

“You lose!” You crow, laughing at his disappointed expression. “Five bucks, hand it over!”

You’d gotten quite a tolerance for alcohol in the past couple months, you weren’t quite as much of a lightweight as before, which all the guys were learning the hard way.

Ryan grumbles as he peels the five out of his wallet, reluctantly handing it over to you. You immediately turn to the bartender, waving it at him as you order another drink.

You had a nice buzz going.

You weren’t over the top drunk, yet, but you were definitely heading that way.

Which is exactly what you wanted.

After the episode a few hours earlier with your ex, you wanted to get so plastered the guys had to haul you back over their shoulders; normally, that would have mortified you, but that the moment, that was sort of your goal.

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title: say my name and every color illuminates
relationship: pike/keyleth (pikeleth)
words: 4865
warnings: none
summary: the conclave is destroyed, thordak and raishan felled by vox machina’s determination. a week has passed and celebration brews in whitestone as vox machina and friends recover from the war. amid the drinking and laughter, pike and keyleth explore their newfound relationship.
notes: post-conclave. for the critrolebang!

the absolutely breathtaking art was done by @thegoldenlocks!

i had so much fun doing this and i’m very, very glad that i got to do something with my one of my rarepairs. i really loved how both things turned out and i hope you all enjoy them too!

[ao3]

Pike had seen a lot of things in her life, a lot of them beautiful and even more of them ugly, but none of them had filled her with such an extreme mix of horror and relief as Thordak falling.

He fell wreathing to the ground, his body eroded by Vox Machina’s onslaught. Chunks of flesh and scale were missing, his blood pooling out around him like magma. For a moment he almost seemed to recover, his legs shaking and wings straining as he began to push himself back up onto his feet. For a moment they all thought they were finally done for, their party too hurt to survive another wave of fire breath. For a moment, Pike thought of Wilhand and Westruun and their little red brick home and oh, somebody would have to tell Papa about Grog and I as the dragon reared back.

And then the arrow hit Thordak and the beast was still, silenced except for the thunderous sound of his corpse falling forward. Pike turned to look at the backlines, as did they all, to find Vex’ahlia with Fenthras drawn, her hand still frozen in the position it had been in when she released her last attack.

Raishan, weakened from the fight, fell soon after, her body crashing to the ground and landing in an unmoving heap (with Keyleth at her feet, hair and flaming hands blurring against the swell of dust until all Pike could see was a red and gold flame burning bright and unwavering against the monstrosity before her). The buildings around Thordak’s roosting place at the heart of Emon had long since given under both the red dragon himself and the changing and increasingly volcanic landscape of the city, but the sheer size of her body brought anything left crumbling down. She was an ancient dragon, after all, but next to the Cinder King, Pike couldn’t help but think she was miniscule, almost pitiful.

The battlefield grew quiet with the Diseased Deceiver’s death. They looked at each other, eyes wide and breath heavy as the full weight of what they’d just done fully sunk in.

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PART TWO: http://imaginingbucky.tumblr.com/post/145434637914/first-love-part-one

PART THREE:

Girlfriend.

The word floated around in your head.

“He’s seeing someone?” You muttered out once you found your voice. Your heart dropped to your stomach.

Chris didn’t seem to notice, “Yeah, I think they’ve been together for a few months. Her name is Elaine. She’s cool.”

You looked back at Sebastian and saw that he was still on the phone. His back was facing you so you figured it would be a good time to leave without him noticing.

“I think I’m going to head up to my room.” You blurted out, getting off of your stool and grabbing your bag.

“Do you want me to walk you?” Chris asked starting to get off of his seat.

You shook your head, “No, I’m fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You quickly told the others goodnight and went to the elevators. You felt like a complete idiot. Sebastian had a girlfriend. He was seeing someone. You could honestly feel like you could cry. You let your guard down with him and you ended up hurt. Hell, you didn’t even know if he felt the same way you did but the hope was what killed you.

You pressed the up arrow for the elevator a few times hoping that it would come quicker. Sebastian finding you in your state would be the worse thing that could happen. You didn’t trust your facial expression or your feelings at the moment.

Once the doors opened, you got inside and rode it all the way to your floor. You felt relieved with you made it inside your room. Locking the door, you took off your heels and went into the bathroom. Once your face was washed and your teeth were brushed, you changed into your pajamas and climbed into bed.

That’s when you allowed the tears to form. You felt humiliated that you would allow yourself to continue feelings for him from when you both were young. Of course he didn’t feel the same.

———

Exercising was like a stress reliever for you. Being able to punch a punching bag and run on the treadmill made you feel so much better after an awful night.

Sebastian had called you a few times but you ignored them. You set your phone beside you in bed and watched as the calls came in one after the other.

You couldn’t face him.

Rehearsals were at nine and you woke up that morning at six. You wanted to get some workout time done before you headed to the studios.

“Good morning!” You had been listening to music and jumped when you heard someone next to you say that.

Pressing pause on the treadmill, you took your headphones out of your ear and turned to see Chris standing nearby. He was dressed in workout clothes and carried a gym bag.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.” He chuckled.

“It’s fine,” you breathed out. You could feel your heart still pounding in your chest; partially because of the workout, partially because of the scare.

“You’re up bright and early. I thought I would be the only one here.” Chris set his bag down and sat on a nearby bench.

“I couldn’t really sleep. I figured I would just come and get some time in here.” You grabbed your water bottle and drank some.

“Did it have anything to do with last night?” He inquired.

“What about last night?”

“You sort of got out of the bar really quick. Seb called you a few times when he came back from his phone call. He wanted to know if you were okay.”

“Yeah, I just got tired and wanted to get to bed.” You lied.

Chris nodded. You couldn’t tell if he bought the lie or not.

“Do you have to go to the studio soon?”

“Mmhm. I have to be there at nine. So I should probably go get ready for it. I’ll see you later?”

He smiled, “Yeah, I’ll see you later.”

You grabbed your things and told him goodbye before leaving the gym.

———-

You knew that it was inevitable that you would have to see him. The fight scene you were rehearsing was with him. You kept telling yourself to be professional and that everything was going to be okay.

It was going to be okay.

When you arrived at rehearsals, Anthony and Sebastian were already inside. They were talking with some of the people that choreographed the fight scenes.

Sebastian spotted you as soon as you walked in and made his way over to you.

It was going to be okay.

“Hey! I called you last night after you left the bar. Was everything okay?” Sebastian had been worrying most of the night after you had left. He wondered if he said anything or if someone had done something to upset you. After calling you a few times and you didn’t answer, he wanted to stop by your room but didn’t know if you were asleep already.

“Yeah, I was just tired and ready to go to bed.” You lied again. It was your story and you were going to stick to it.

“Oh,” Sebastian said, “You didn’t tell me goodnight.”

“You seemed busy with your phone call. I didn’t want to interrupt.” You said a tad cold. You couldn’t help it.

Sebastian noticed it too, “You could’ve. I wouldn’t have minded.”

You had to bite your tongue before you could say what you really wanted to.

“Guys! C'mon, we are ready to start!” Anthony called from the other side of the room.

“Be right there.” You told him. You needed to change your shoes first. There was a chair nearby that you went over to.

You sat down and noticed that Sebastian followed you.

“Since our plans got changed last night, why don’t we try going to get some dinner tonight just the two of us?” He suggested.

“Uh, I don’t know if I can tonight.”

The smile Sebastian had on his face went away, “Oh, do you have plans?”

“Yeah, I do. I’m sorry.” You looked away from him and changed your shoes.

You knew that you needed to distance yourself from him. He had a girlfriend and the feelings that you had for him made it difficult just to be around him.

“Maybe some other time then?” Sebastian said. You could tell that he was disappointed that you turned down his plans.

“Yeah, maybe some other time.” You told him before walking away towards the others.

———-

It was another day of rehearsals filled with soreness afterwards. Your body was slowing starting to get used to it but you knew you had many more days just like it.

Sebastian tried to start multiple conversations with you but you either gave short replies or ignored him all together. You hated being the way you were with him, but you knew that you had to in order to protect yourself.

Once rehearsals were over, you went back to the hotel hoping to get some more time in at the gym. You saw that the hotel had a pool and you figured you would get a couple of laps in before you went to grab dinner.

The gym would probably be your solstice as long as you were shooting the movie.

As you were walking to the gym, you saw Chris. He was on his phone and he spotted you as soon as you saw him.

He waved you over, ending his phone call.

“Hey, where are you headed?” He asked you.

“I was going to go see if I could get some laps in at the pool. Sort of wind down after a long day.” You smiled.

“And I thought that I was a gym rat,” Chris chuckled, “Don’t you ever take a break?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “It helps me get my mind off of things.”

“Well, you know talking to someone about it could help you not be so stressed.”

“How do you know that I’m stressed?” You questioned.

“Because your fingernails look like nubs and you seem a little frazzled.”

You looked down at your nails and saw that they were in fact bitten down. You didn’t even realize that you had done it.

“Okay, maybe I am a little stressed.”

“Why don’t we get something to eat and you can tell me all about it.” Chris suggested with smile.

You thought about it for a second. It would be nice to tell someone how you had been feeling. Normally, you would bottle up your emotions until they just exploded. Maybe it would be better to stop that from happening this time.

“Yeah, that would be nice. Let me just go up to my room and change first.”

“I have to head up too. I forgot my wallet.”

The both of you went to the elevators and stopped at your floor. Chris was staying on the same floor but not the same hall as you. You told him your room number and he said he would meet you in half an hour to give you time to change.

A nice hot shower was exactly what you needed for your sore body. If you weren’t on such a time frame you would’ve stayed in there much longer.

You dressed in a red maxi dress since you wanted to be comfortable. Your legs were killing you from rehearsals and you couldn’t even fathom putting on skinny jeans.

After you slipped on sandals and grabbed your purse, you saw that it was around the time that Chris was supposed to meet you. You opened your door and poked your head out. He was walking down the hall and saw you.

“You ready to go?” He asked.

You nodded and closed your door before following him down the hall.

“Where are we going to go?” You asked when you both reached the elevator.

“I heard there’s a great sushi place down the street. Do you like sushi?”

“I love it.”

“Good. I was hoping you did.” He smiled as the doors opened.

Standing in the middle of the elevator was Sebastian. He looked at you and then at Chris. He didn’t seem happy at all, “What’s going on guys?”

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Why the Job Market Sucks for Attorneys (beyond no jobs):

I have three degrees. I actually gave up finishing a fourth degree so I could study for the bar because my thesis was due at the same time. I passed the bar and am a licensed attorney. I currently have a job basically making filing runs to court from various law firms. 

I get paid state minimum wage and 42 cents per mile.

I am making a long post, more for my own sanity than anything else. Hopefully some of you feel the same way, please send me any mail with comments or questions.  

1. The Void 

Ah, the void, where your dreams can die before they ever began.

The void happens when you send out your application via the internet and are never sure if it ever arrived and was read. It’s when you attach a read receipt and never get the confirmation back. It’s when you apply and just…NOTHING. 

No feedback, no rejection, no calls, nothing. You’re falling in the rabbit hole chucking out your resume and cover letter like you got the Evil Queen Sallie Mae about to cut off your head. 

(She’s waving goodbye to public loan forgiveness)

You have no idea what you did wrong (if anything). You thought you were a perfect candidate, was the job pool too big? You will never know because you’re falling in the void. 

2. They can either pay you shit or expect it for free.

I recently applied for a job and asked what I could do to increase my chances of getting an interview. They miraculously replied and said in addition to a foreign language skill (mi espanol es muy malo, lo siento), I should think about volunteering. I would love to do that! Ironically I submitted an application for a legal aid group to volunteer and they, wait for it, NEVER GOT BACK TO ME. I literally cannot give away this shit for free.

(I’m fucking trying Heath Ledger, there’s a labor surplus in the legal market.)

Another problem is that I live in the Bay Area and I make minimum wage. For those of you who don’t know how expensive rent is in the Bay Area, this is the most accurate representation of simultaneously living in the Bay Area and paying Bay Area rent.

I pay close to a $1000 in rent and I have one of the best deals in the area. Moreover, I pay $200 a month for my student loans, not even counting my law school loans. In other words, I’m poor as fuck. So while I would love to volunteer, I can only do it either at night or on the weekends because I can’t afford to take a day off. Volunteering will also severely limit my time to actually apply to jobs.

But who knows, maybe a little volunteer work and you’ll get hired! Until you realize…

3. They can dick you around. 

So I recently made a post about how I was a finalist for a position and waited a month and a half to hear that nobody was hired. Here’s some more examples: 

I went on an interview for a super small firm (two attorneys) and was told I would be notified the following week. When that came and went, I sent a polite email inquiring if they needed anything to help assist them with a decision. A month and a half went by and I got a generic email saying I was denied. 

The night before another interview, they had me complete a massive employment application. 

Unfortunately they cancelled two hours beforehand due to a court emergency. That’s fine, shit happens, we said we would reschedule. I called two weeks later and they told me due to a new policy, they would no longer be hiring but would keep my application on hand. Last week I saw a craigslist ad for their firm…for a paralegal position. 

I had another interview with about 20 other people interviewing that day. They told me I would hear back within two weeks. That was a month and a half ago and last week I saw their same ad posted on craigslist. A girl can’t even get a fucking rejection letter anymore. 

It’s their market and you are a easily disposable commodity, and this is the horrible truth. There are a ton of amazing schools, amazing lawyers, and you all want the same thing. Could I leave the only place I always wanted to live in, and the place that was my home for ten years before law school? Sure. The job market is slightly better in smaller locations. That might be another sacrifice I have to make, of course the next point just makes that idea even worse to me because….

4. If you’re not sure you want to be a lawyer, you’re fucked.

The funny thing about all of this is that I’m not even sure I want to be a lawyer. 

I always really enjoyed public policy and politics. I went to law school to learn the law, to try to make effective change. I went to law school to make the world a better place, not necessarily to be a lawyer. 

I recently had a working job interview, where I just worked for an entire day. I drafted a petition, client letters, etc. I HATED IT. In part it was because I really disliked the idea of who I may be working with, but if I was offered the job I felt like I had no choice but to take it. A girl has to pay rent. 

Then I think, “Well I’ll just apply for other jobs. I’ll find my passion.” 

5. You’re now either overqualified or underqualified for all those other jobs.

Sometimes people just tell me that I need to apply for legal assistant jobs, receptionist positions, paralegal jobs. Start in these dream nonprofits and work my way up. Believe me, I applied. I’m now overqualified for those jobs! I used to that that was a total bullshit excuse until I began to experience it. How do I know for sure that I’m overqualified? They tell me. You try to start out in these lower-level positions and they’re concerned that you won’t stay or that you won’t be happy there. 

You know what makes me unhappy? The idea of being homeless. That makes me pretty fucking unhappy. 

The job market is no longer a place where you can start in a job and climb the ladder. You don’t work your way up through the mailroom, even though it would be good for many of us to know the ins and outs of the work. You start as a legal assistant and they want you to die there. 

Even if you’re not overqualified, guess who you’re competing with for those jobs you qualify for? All those older attorneys who were laid off in the recession. Last year I applied for a court position last year as a jury coordinator. I was more than qualifed but never heard a peep. I called in, curious to know if there was anything I could to improve my chances in a future application. I was flat out told that I was competing with attorneys with 10-20 years experience for the same job. It didn’t matter what I did, I just couldn’t hold a candle to them. So now we play the waiting game for the older generation to retire and/or die. 

At this point I’m just hoping that I’m able to keep going, keep going on these interviews and hope I land something. I don’t have any answers for the rest of you but I hope some of you feel the same and know you aren’t alone. 

Ultimately I am sure I will succeed the way I have in the past: by wearing people down until I get what I want. 

'Hidden Secrets' Part 3: Telling Secrets - Teen Wolf & Supernatural Crossover FanFiction

[Chapters to the rest of the series.]



Argent pulled up to Beacon Hill’s sleaziest bar, Schmidt’s Dive Bar, and turned off the SUV. He hasn’t been in a bar for years and he had no reason to. After everything he’s lost, after everyone he’s lost, the bar was the last place he’d ever wanted to step into. Except tonight he had to. He knew Sam and Dean would be there and he needed some answers. The only way he could do that was by going to the bar by himself. Well sort of.

With a friend like Castiel and frenemy like Crowley, it wasn’t safe for Scott, Derek, Liam, or Malia to be anywhere within hearing distance that could possibly blow their secret and Argent’s cover. Argent ordered them to stay put at Scott’s house and of course none of them agreed. So Sheriff Stilinski came up with an excellent plan to lock them in a cell for about an hour at the station. Derek was not happy about it.

Of course, Argent didn’t come alone. Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parrish agreed to pretend to be at the bar after their shift ended.  That way if anything happened, they would be there. As well, if Sam and Dean had any questions about anything unusual happening in Beacon Hills, they would definitely approach the two officers in uniform.

It was a plan to get some answer, and it was a plan that just might work.

Argent walked in instantly smelling the aroma of beer and cigarette smoke. In the back corner he immediately saw Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parrish sitting at a table, with two beers and a plate of wings, and looking like they were having a deep conversation. Argent didn’t bother to say hi, or nod their way, as they wouldn’t call him over either. At a table next to the bar he spotted the Winchesters, Dean in his black tee shirt and Sam in his usual plaid shirt. Argent noticed Dean chowing down on the burger in his hand, while Sam picking on his salad, each of course drinking their favorite beer. I see nothing’s changed, he thought.

Argent causally walked up to the bar. “I’ll have a Patrick Sweeney, please.”

“Sure thing.” The bartender pulled a tall glass with ice. He poured some Red Bull, cranberry juice, Coke, orange Gatorade and mixed it with a stir.

“Sammy, isn’t that Chris?” Dean nodded his head towards the bar.

Sam looked towards the bar and noticed the familiar man in a black leather jacket about to take a sip from his drink. “Yeah, that looks like him.”

“Be right back,.” Dean wiped his mouth with the napkin and walked over to the bar. Dean sat in the stool next to Argent. “Bartender, two shots for me and my friend.” He slapped Argent’s shoulder with his hand.

Friends? Argent thought.

They weren’t exactly friends, more like acquaintances in the same work field. Well sort of.

“I don’t drink anymore,” Argent chuckled as the bartender returned with two shot glasses with tequila. 

“More for me.” Dean chugged the tequila shots down like water.

“I heard you were in town.”

Dean’s eyebrow raised, “Is that so? From who?”

“Does it make a difference?”

“Yes. Yes it does.” Dean looked at him straight in the eye.

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anonymous asked:

Bellarke au where the delinquents land on a tropical island like Hawaii or something instead and there just able to chill and relax and learn to surf, chop coconuts, eat awesome fruit, discover magical coves and waterfalls, jump off cliffs, be awed by the beauty of the ocean, all that awesome stuff. Feel like they need this after the hell they went through. This could totally be like a modern au with them adventuring it up in Hawaii (octaven on the side would be awesome or wells + Raven)

Thanks for the prompt. I tried something a little new, let me know what you think!

Somewhere Over The Rainbow.

Rating: T. WC: 1784.

Read it here or on ao3


Clarke squinted up at the blazing sun and frowned slightly. “We landed in the wrong area,” she murmured mostly to herself.

Of course that smirking dark haired asshole took that moment to pass by her and added, “No shit, Princess. What tipped you off? The palm trees or the fact that we’re on an island?”

Wells came around the corner, trying his best to look stern and authoritative. If Clarke wasn’t still so angry at him she would laugh at the attempt. “We should be happy we landed on land at all. I think we’re in the pacific ocean. We got lucky.”

“Thanks for the geography lesson baby Jaha.”

Again Clarke held back a giggle, this time at Wells indignant expression.

Octavia came skipping up to the group, carrying a large hairy brown ball, “Look what I found!”

Clarke regarded her prize skeptically, pretty sure something that reminded her of the time that Wells and her had decided to play ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’ was not worthy of this much excitement. Her face must have shown how she felt because Octavia added, “It’s a coconut! Just like the ones Princess Putri made!”

Clarke was surprised when she looked over to Bellamy and he had the softest smile she had ever seen grace his face. Maybe he wasn’t as big of a douche as she previously thought.

Then Murphy threw a clearly rotten fruit at her, which exploded upon impact, covering her in juice and pulp and all he did was laugh and give the younger boy a high five. Nevermind.


It’s not just one thing, but a series that makes her change her opinion of him.

A girl named Raven follows from the sky, though how she manages to land not only where they are but not in the ocean, Clarke will never know. She finds out what he had been trying to accomplish with the removal of the bracelets, how he had tried and apparently failed to killed the chancellor. She follows Wells as he runs into the forest at the news, both to get away from Finn and to comfort her friend, but knows she’ll never forget the look on Bellamy’s face when he found out he wasn’t actually a murderer. It’s not everyday you see a second chance.

He comes out with her when they finally establish communications with the Ark and are told there might be an old bunker that no one got to. He ends up saving her. Or she saves him. Or both. In any case when they collapse against the trunk of the tree together, Dax’s body lying on the ground near them she knows something has changed for good.

He saves her again on another trip, to another bunker. They never make it there, first running into a wild boar, then running away from the boar. He catches her by the wrist, just as she’s about to go careening into a steaming pit. She can feel the heat radiating from it as he lifts her back out. As they walk back, he tells her this whole island was created by volcanic activity. When he tells her about Pele, goddess of fire, lightning, wind and volcanoes and she smiles back at him, he leans over slightly and tugs at a lock of her hair, “Like the tip of a flame. Maybe we should call you Pele, not princess.” Her smile grows wider.

He swims out once after one of the younger delinquents, who got caught in the undertow,even though she had warned them. She tries to not notice how good he looks with his wet shirt clinging to his abs.

He’s the first one she wants to run to when she walks into Wells tent to ask him about a new plant she found, and instead finds him with Raven, who had wised up pretty quickly about Finn. She knows how to make bleach (though she’s gonna stick with moonshine for bacteria killing thanks very much), and she really wishes she had some to burn that particular image out of her mind.

She’s pretty sure she’s the first one he runs to when he walks in on Miller and Monty, when he went to relieve Miller of his guard duty.

Somehow without her noticing it he had gone from her nemesis and rival to her (best?) friend and co leader. She can’t say she minded.


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