i thought it was a cake that was inside the box

anonymous asked:

Hi~! Could I request for HC or scenario where MC asks RFA + V and Saeran to pretend to be their SO for Valentines day (Meet the friends/parents etc.) and how they would react and act during their fake date? lololol

This got pretty long. Happy Valentine’s Day!!

Yoosung:

  • you call him up desperately, telling him your friends have invited you to go out with them on Valentine’s day
  • at first he doesn’t see the problem, but then you explain that they’re all couples
  • you ask him if he’d be okay with pretending to be your boyfriend just for a few hours because you don’t want to feel alone or to get made fun of
  • he’s extremely flustered but agrees to it
  • oh boy is he nervous
  • he really wants to impress your friends and have a good day with you, because he hopes that perhaps if it goes well enough, he can admit his feelings for you….
  • INTERNAL SCREAMING
  • he spends hours preparing, but tries to make it look like he hasn’t
  • he opts for not wearing his hairclips and tries smoothing his hair down as best as he can it doesn’t really work
  • he comes to your doorstep with a bouquet of roses
  • “I-I figured if we’re gonna do this, we should do it properly…?”
  • poor boy is red as a tomato, but you giggle and take the roses
  • when you head to the meeting spot with your friends, they’re already there
  • without thinking, you reach out and grab his hand, lacing your fingers together
  • he is begging himself to just c h i l l
  • he doesn’t remember any of your friends’ names because he’s too caught up in the fact you’re actually holding his hand holy shit
  • you guys go see a movie, and throughout the entire thing he’s trying to work up the courage to reach out and hold your hand again
  • but it’s a romance movie… would that be weird…?
  • oh god he’s overthinking everything
  • eventually the movie ends and he hasn’t worked up the nerve
  • he’s kind of mad at himself
  • your friends all want to go off and do their own thing as couples now, so one of your friends asks you guys what you’re planning on doing for the rest of the day
  • “oh… uh…” Yoosung stammers and blushes like crazy
  • your friends wiggle their eyebrows at you both like oh I see
  • which makes Yoosung blush even harder and get even more flustered
  • he walks you back home because he’s a goddamn gentleman, fake date or not
  • and when you’re standing on the doorstep, he’s not quite sure what to do
  • “I had a really good day” he blurts out
  • “Me too, I think you were pretty believable in your feelings for me! I almost believed it” hahahahahaha Yoosung please get the hint
  • he really wants to kiss you right now, but he’s not sure if the flirty vibes he’s picking up from you are actually just him being hopeful
  • he decides to take a risk
  • “I know this was a fake date and everything, but… I was just wondering if it would be okay if I… kiss you?” he’s stammering and blushing and speaking really fast, and part of him hopes you didn’t understand what he said
  • so when you agree, he’s over the moon
  • “it’s Valentine’s day, after all”
  • he leans in and kisses you softly, trying not to show how much he doesn’t want to stop
  • you say your goodbyes and he heads home
  • as soon as he’s out of sight he fist-pumps and does a little victory dance, which earns him a lot of weird looks from passers by
  • but he couldn’t care less

Zen:

  • when you call him up and tell him your friends are all going on group outing on Valentine’s, and were making fun of you for being alone on Valentine’s Day, he wouldn’t even wait for you to ask, he’d just straight up volunteer
  • this is his chance he’s not gonna miss it
  • he takes it right in his stride and doesn’t appear flustered at all, even if he’s screaming a little on the inside
  • he’s an absolute gentleman, and as soon as he gets to your door he takes your hand and kisses it
  • he claims that because he’s an actor, he’s just immersing himself in the role but he actually just really likes you
  • he’s bought you some chocolates in a heart-shaped box which make you blush like crazy
  • he reaches out to hold your hand as you head to see your friends
  • he absolutely loves this pretense, because it gives him an excuse to do everything he’s wanted to do for such a long time but without it seeming weird
  • as soon as he meets your friends, they’re instantly charmed
  • wow shit is that guy even real ??
  • turns out you guys are going out for a joint romantic meal
  • and Zen is gentleman to the extreme, holding open doors and pulling out your chair for you to the point where it’s like jeez Zen tone it down a little
  • you draw the line when he offers to feed you your food
  • you’re starting to feel like he’s taking the piss, but honestly it’s kind of funny, so you’re giggling a lot which makes his heart leap
  • he loves making you laugh
  • and he wants to make a good impression to your friends, even if he’s pretty confident they like him already
  • he walks you back home afterwards, still holding your hand because “the act hasn’t finished yet”
  • you reach your door and just as your about to open it, he clears his throat
  • you turn around to look at him, and suddenly that confident air has gone and his cheeks are slightly pink and he’s refusing to make eye contact
  • you ask him what’s wrong
  • “I really liked spending Valentine’s day with you” he murmurs, looking at his feet in embarrassment
  • you’ve never seen him so flustered
  • “Oh…” you don’t really know what else to say
  • he eventually looks back up at you “I was wondering if we’d be able to… keep up the act for a few more seconds so I can… kiss you…?”
  • you nod, barely able to believe it
  • he leans in and gently presses his lips against yours, cupping your face in his hands
  • it’s so soft and sweet at totally takes you by surprise
  • eventually he pulls back and is even more flustered than before
  • “Sorry… I, uh, I just… I’ll see you around” he hurries away
  • “Zen!” you call after him, and he turns around nervously, not knowing what you’re going to say. “Call me.”
  • that’s all the confirmation he needs to rush back to you and kiss you again

Jaehee:

  • you call her up one day, a little hysterical, and so she has to help you calm down before she can figure out what’s wrong
  • you tell her that your family have arranged a get-together on Valentine’s day and you can’t bear to sit around while they repeatedly ask why you’re single
  • so, you ask her if she’ll pretend to be your girlfriend, just for a little while to get them off your back
  • she’s impossibly flustered
  • she’s never been in a situation like this before, so she’s not quite sure how to react
  • she thought things like this only happened in movies?
  • but she agrees anyway
  • she’s so nervous, and even though she knows it’s not real, she spends hours getting ready
  • she drinks roughly 8 cups of coffee, which does not help with her nerves
  • big mistake
  • as soon as it’s time, she heads over to your place to pick you up
  • for a moment, she’s blown away by how beautiful you look
  • she knows you always looks beautiful, but today it hits her more than usual because she has to pretend to be your girlfriend oh god
  • she’s brought you a homemade cake that she won’t admit took her four attempts to get perfect
  • you put the cake away and head to your parents’ house
  • she’s so nervous
  • your entire family seems to be here
  • she had no idea families did this kind of thing
  • your grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins… the house is full
  • you never leave her side, and she grips hold of your hand the entire time
  • partly for the act, partly for comfort, mostly just because now she has an excuse
  • naturally, she gets bombarded by nosy family members about her career and intentions towards you
  • she tries her best to keep calm and give the right kinds of answers, but she constantly feels like she’s messing up
  • eventually you can tell she’s starting to get really stressed out as your great aunt drills her about exactly what she’s planning on doing with her life, so you quickly tell everyone it’s time for the two of you to leave because you have plans
  • as soon as you get out the house, you hug her
  • she’s nervous - what if your family sees you?? but then she remembers you’re supposed to be pretending to date anyway
  • she apologises for messing up so badly and you just pull back like
  • what ???
  • she was amazing in there? she put up with all your family’s shit and barely tripped up at all
  • you tell her how amazing she was, and she blushes and shakes her head nervously
  • you smile at her, “walk me home?”
  • you head back to your house and once you’re standing outside the door she’s ready to say goodbye
  • “You know, that cake isn’t going to eat itself” you say casually
  • “Oh, but I… I couldn’t eat it! it’s for you!”
  • you insist on it until she finally agrees to come inside and have a small piece
  • you’re sitting on your sofa eating the cake and she murmurs
  • “I had a really lovely day today, even if it was a little overwhelming”
  • “I did too” you agree
  • she looks up at you for a moment, and barely knows what she’s doing before she’s leaned in to kiss you
  • just as she’s about to pull away and apologise, she feels your arms wrap around her to pull her closer
  • so she allows herself to get lost in the kiss
  • Jaehee has never really been interested in Valentine’s day, but it’s quickly become her favourite day of the year

Jumin:

  • you’re nervous to ask Jumin, because you highly expect he’ll just say Valentine’s day is a meaningless day which symbolises nothing but capitalist consumerism
  • but you have a huge crush on him so you do it anyway
  • when you call him up and mention Valentine’s day, the other end of the line goes quiet
  • you tell him your family are all coming over on Valentine’s day, and you really can’t stand these yearly gatherings that they use as an excuse to harass you about being single
  • after he’s over the initial shock, he agrees surprisingly quickly and you’re just like…oh okay?!
  • when the day arrives he’s nervous, which in itself is strange because he’s never felt quite like this before
  • he knows he gets butterflies around you, but he’s never felt like this
  • he desperately wants to impress your family
  • he shows up at your house earlier than expected, because he wants to arrive before your family do
  • he holds out a small box for you
  • “I thought that, considering I’m technically your date, I should get you something in case your family ask about it”
  • you open the box and inside is a silver heart shaped locket with a…
  • wait Jumin is that a real diamond??
  • you turn around and he puts it on you, trying to stop his fingers shaking while simultaneously trying to touch the skin of your neck as much as possible, enjoying how you shiver at the touch
  • when your family arrive, he turns on his charm
  • they love him
  • you can barely even tell he’s nervous from the way he’s so smooth and confident, answering every question fired his way with surprising ease
  • he takes everything in his stride even when your grandmother asks him whether you guys have ‘made love’ yet oh boy
  • eventually, your family leave
  • almost everyone individually tells you how lovely Jumin is, and how good you guys look together and what a good couple you make
  • you’re just like h a h a I wish
  • when you head back to see him, he looks exhausted
  • “I’m so sorry about all that” you immediately feel the need to apologise. there’s no way he needed to do this at all. you sit next to him, “They really liked you, though”
  • “Really?” he asks, seeming strangely surprised. you nod, and he lets out a breath “I’m glad”
  • you’re not quite sure how to respond, so you sit there in silence for a moment
  • “You look beautiful” he says suddenly, and you look over at him, shocked
  • “Oh… uh, thank you”
  • he reaches out with his hand and strokes your jaw gently
  • “I hope you wouldn’t mind if I…” he trails off and starts leaning towards you
  • oh
  • you respond by leaning in and your lips meet in the middle
  • he’s so soft and tender, which is a side of him you’ve never seen before
  • when he pulls back he says “I would very much like to do that more often, if you would agree to it?”
  • you nod a little breathlessly and he leans in to kiss you again
  • he now understands why people like Valentine’s day so much

707:

  • one day you call him while you’re kind of freaking out
  • once you manage to calm down, you explain to him that your family are having this ‘Valentine’s get-together’ and your grandma kept asking you if you had anyone to bring and you had blurted out ‘yes’ without really thinking about it
  • when you ask him if he’s willing to pretend to be your boyfriend, he’s not quite sure how to react
  • his brain just kind of goes !!!!!!!
  • “It’s only for one day! please, Seven…”
  • okay wow he wouldn’t have expected you to ask him, so he agrees to it
  • “God 707, swooping in to save the day!!!”
  • he’s actually super nervous beforehand
  • even though he knows it isn’t real, his brain is treating it as though it is
  • he desperately tries to prepare his ‘707′ persona so he can hopefully be a little more carefree, but it’s surprisingly difficult today
  • he drives to your house in his favourite babe to pick you up he’s highkey hoping to impress your family with his car
  • when you open the door he bows ridiculously low, holding out a…
  • “Seven, is that a teddy bear?”
  • he hands it to you while grinning and screaming inside oh god why am I such an idiot 
  • it’s a small, brown bear holding a red heart in its paws which has “I love you” written on it
  • he treats it like a joke, telling you to squeeze it
  • you squeeze the heart, and Seven’s voice comes out saying, “Honey, I love you~”
  • he tries to hide how embarrassed he is
  • it’s just a joke it’s just a joke it’s just a joke it’s not a joke
  • he drives you to your grandparent’s house where this is being held
  • when you ask him how he knows where they live he just…
  • oops
  • anyway, you guys head inside, and naturally he instantly gets bombarded with questions and comments about his car, which he is more than happy to talk about
  • whenever someone asks him about how he can afford that at his age he just laughs and brushes it off, saying “If I told you, I’d have to kill you” and things like that
  • he’s really worried he’s coming across as stupid with his weird jokes, but he can’t seem to stop them once they’ve started
  • luckily, you overhear a few family members talking quietly in the kitchen about what a nice guy he is
  • he seems to charm all your female and male relatives to the point where you have to drag him away and tell him to behave because your grandma is 87 years old and married god dammit
  • eventually you both manage to escape the clutches of your family and leave
  • as soon as you’re in the car and out of sight of the house he lets out the biggest sigh ever
  • “Wow, that took a lot out of me.”
  • “Thank you so much for doing that for me. You really didn’t have to.”
  • “No… it’s okay, I actually kind of enjoyed it,” he grins at you, “Kind of sad I didn’t get your grandma’s number.”
  • “She doesn’t have a damn phone”
  • he drops you off at your house and insists on walking you to the door
  • “I really did have a good day. Your family are really nice” he tells you, smiling nervously
  • you decide to invite him inside for a little while, but he declines
  • “I have to pay you back for everything you’ve done!” you insist, “At least let me get you some food or something!”
  • he has a sudden bust of confidence “How about you pay me back… with a kiss? And a promise for a second date”
  • he’s staring at you to gauge your reaction and figure out whether to play this off as a joke
  • but when you blush and stammer, looking down at your feet and nodding, he feels his heart soar
  • he steps towards you, gently taking your hand in his, and you look up at him and he kisses you softly
  • when he pulls back both of you are pretty flustered, but he tries covering it up by smiling and saying “You still owe me a second date, though,” to which you nod enthusiastically and smile back
  • as soon as he gets into his car and is out of sight, he starts laughing almost hysterically and his body shakes with excitement at what just happened
  • he’s never felt as happy as he does right now

Saeran:

  • he’s surprised, to say the least, when he gets a call from you the day before Valentine’s day
  • you frantically tell him the story of how your friends have invited you over on Valentine’s day, he doesn’t see the problem
  • but then you tell him you may have accidentally told them you have a boyfriend, so would he be willing to pretend to be that boyfriend just for the day?
  • firstly, he’ll call you an idiot
  • but then he’ll face the internal conflict of “damn, I really like her and want to do this” and “large crowds of strangers h a h a no”
  • eventually he agrees and wow you’re pretty surprised because you weren’t really expecting him to
  • little do you know that as soon as you guys hang up the phone, he’s straight on his computer researching what people are supposed to even do on Valentine’s day
  • he doesn’t have much time to make a big romantic gesture, and quite frankly he doesn’t really want to because it seems way too much
  • his palms are sweating like crazy as he’s heading to your house, and he’s trying to tell himself to calm down
  • you open up the door and he doesn’t even look you in the eye, he just holds out a single, red rose for you to take
  • “Happy Valentine’s Day” he mumbles, and his cheeks are a little pink with embarrassment
  • you don’t call him out on it
  • you head over to your friend’s house, and find that everyone’s already there
  • he gets really anxious all of a sudden, and reaches out to grab your hand without really thinking about it
  • when you look at him in surprise he tries to play it off as ‘being in character’
  • you do most of the talking, and try directing the conversation away from Saeran as much as you possibly can because you can tell it’s making him uncomfortable
  • he doesn’t let go of your hand the entire time
  • he feels like he’s fucking up really badly, but he can’t bring himself to get involved in the conversation properly
  • little does he know, your friends actually really like him
  • he comes across a little cold, but they tell you in hushed tones as you’re about to leave that they can tell how much he genuinely cares about you
  • you’re kind of like ????
  • you don’t really expect him to walk you home, so you’re surprised when he keeps walking past his road to head to your house
  • you’re still holding hands, and you’re both too nervous to let go also neither of you actually want to
  • when you reach the doorstep he doesn’t make eye contact, he just quickly drops your hand and says goodbye before turning around and walking away
  • you call after him and he turns back around, confused
  • you walk over to him and gently wrap your arms around his shoulders
  • “Thank you.”
  • it takes him a moment to respond, but then he slowly wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer
  • after a little while, you pull back and look at each other for a moment
  • he blurts out “Will you go on another date with me?”
  • he blushes and looks down, before murmuring “A real one, I mean”
  • you can barely believe it
  • “Of course!”
  • you carefully kiss him on the cheek and he blushes even harder
  • he responds by kissing you quickly on the cheek too
  • as he’s walking back home, he can feel his cheek tingling where your lips touched it
  • and he feels a genuine smile cross his face for the first time in a long time

V:

  • you call him up one day, and when you tell him you accidentally told your parents you have a boyfriend to bring to their Valentine’s celebration, he laughs
  • no V this is serious
  • he doesn’t need to think twice about agreeing to pretend to be your boyfriend
  • he’s a little nervous though… he doesn’t think he’s the best person for the job, but he’s honoured you asked him
  • he feels as though he should get you something, just to keep up the façade sure V
  • he reaches your door and bows his head, handing you his gift
  • you just stare at it for a moment
  • it’s a charm bracelet you’d commented was pretty once when you’d gone out into town together
  • and he’s even given you a small, camera charm
  • “To remind you of me” he jokes he’s not joking
  • it’s possibly the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever got you
  • this is a fake date…right?
  • not that you’d mind if it were real
  • he holds out his hand, pretending he needs help because of his sight, but he actually just really wants to hold your hand
  • you head to your parents’ house, and he’s trying desperately not to lose his cool
  • when you arrive, your family are instantly charmed
  • they adore him right from the start, and he just seems to fit in so easily
  • you barely even need to worry about leaving him alone in a room with them for a few moments while you go to the bathroom or talk to someone else
  • he’s just really good with people
  • eventually, you leave and your parents make both of you promise you’ll visit again soon
  • as you’re walking back, he holds your hand again
  • “Thank you so much for doing that,” you tell him, and he shakes his head
  • “It was my pleasure. Your family are lovely.”
  • you reach your house again, and your heart is racing
  • so is his
  • you turn to face him and he thanks the lord he wears his glasses, because there’s no way he would be able to maintain his composure and keep eye contact with you
  • “I had a really good day,” you tell him, and he nods.
  • “As did I.”
  • you’re still holding hands, and he squeezes it gently
  • “I don’t suppose…” he stammers for a moment, “Would you mind if I end this day with a kiss?”
  • you don’t reply for a second and he’s like shit did I cross the line?
  • that is, until he feels you shuffling closer to him
  • he leans into you, and your lips meet, taking your breath away
  • he gently cups your face in his free hand, and finally pulls back when he feels as though he wouldn’t be able to control himself any longer
  • “Thank you,” he whispers, “I’ll see you soon?”
  • “Yes,” you whisper
  • he heads back home with the biggest smile on his face
  • Valentine’s Day has never been something he’s enjoyed all that much, but now it has a whole new meaning

When Bucky comes home, the apartment is empty, which, admittedly, isn’t exactly what he had been expecting.

For as long as Bucky’s known him, Steve has never once failed to greet him when he’d get home on his birthday. Not back in Brooklyn, and certainly not since Bucky came back to live with the guy here in the Twentieth century.

Steve takes birthdays very seriously. Even when he shouldn’t – something Bucky has experienced first hand, more than once. Like that time Steve had insisted on baking him a birthday cake, despite the fact that Steve’s the kind of guy who can’t even boil water successfully. The mere memory makes Bucky’s throat constrict, and he quickly pushes the thought away before it can grow all too vivid.

He sets his bag down by the door and toes off his shoes. It’s a weird rule, but he knows that Steve will throw a minor fit if Bucky walks in with his boots on – especially seeing as it has been pouring rain all day long.

Bucky’s jacket is still dripping a little as he hangs it up. He pulls his metal fingers through his hair, knowing that it’s wet, even though the sensation registered by his nerve endings doesn’t translate exactly the same way as it would have with his other hand. It’s still an odd feeling. Tony’s been working hard on this new sensory module for his arm, and so far, Bucky is now able to actually feel a whole range of different things compared to what he had been before. Heat, cold, and pressure had always been there, but the little things… Those are what throw him off, still.

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The rain is his favorite sensation so far, and he’s already relishing in the thought of the similar, falling water in the shower he’s going to take in a matter of minutes, when he spots the Post-It note that’s been stuck to the center of the hallway mirror.

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• Ground yourself! By ground yourself, I mean really, physically ground yourself. Take off your shoes, go outside, and bury your feet in the dirt. Not only does this connect you with nature, it is also scientifically proven to rid your body of unnecessary electricity and it can prevent static electricity. ⚡️

• Open some windows! Letting the outside in is a great way to honor Ostara and invite the changing weather in without having to get all prepared for a nature walk or hike. Also, fresh air is a million times better for you than indoor air, as it is freshly cleaned by trees and it hasn’t been cycling around your house for hours. 🌬

• Write a love letter. Write a love letter to yourself, to the earth, to past witches or future witches, to fellow witches or your enemy witches, to your deities or the universe. Write a love letter to whomever you please, and don’t be shy about it. Spill out your thoughts and focus on every word. Slip it in a grimoire or notebook, maybe your diary or a special box. Honor this love letter, as it is a reminder of nature and Ostara. 💌

• Start a nature grimoire. If you already have a grimoire for spells, theories, magic, and mystery, then why not start one entirely dedicated to nature? Write about what you’ve observed in nature, your theories about nature, herbs, drying plants, and gardening. Have fun with it! 📖

• Do a seed-casting ritual. Simply put, gather all of your favorite plant seeds and combine them. Dig a small-ish hole in the ground and sprinkle the seeds into the hole while walking around the hole chanting, “I wish it be, I wish it may, grow in the ground fiercely today, have the strength to make it through, the evil and the twisted, so this chant shall do”. I came up with this as a personal way to encourage my plants to grow and flourish whenever I plant them. If you want more info, just message me! 🌹

• Play classical music for your plants! This has been proven to increase plant growth phenomenally, and there’s no doubt that you can sing to them too. Helping strengthen plants is a great way to celebrate Ostara. 🎼

• My nighttime Ostara ritual. As you can probably tell by now, my rituals and I are pretty tight-knit. I do this ritual to signify the leaving of an old life and the beginning of a new one. I also do this to cleanse my heart of any negativity. Getting rid of the sluggish feelings of Winter and bringing forth the new ones of Spring is really important. Simply light as many candles as you can and say, “This is my life, the life I give, to the air to the dirt to the sky to the night, this is the life I live. Twitching and twirling is the wand of my past, no longer it is mine. So I say goodbye to the wrinkled and old, and hello to the fresh and magical”. This chant simply states the purpose of the activity and has no real connection to Witchcraft other than to signify the official act of moving on. After reciting the passage, blow out each candle in quick succession! 🕯

I hope all of you enjoy my masterpost of Ostara activities! If you have any questions or suggestions, please message me anytime. Hope you all have a wonderful Ostara and happy bewitching 🌞

Ever think about what moving in with Harry would be like?

He’d wake up on move in day all smiles, even though it’s still really early in the morning. His place is all packed up, save for the mattress he’s slept on and his phone and charger that are on the floor next to him. And when he see you’re calling, his smile grows even bigger as he answers with a “Today’s the day, button!” 

When he shows up to the new place, you’re already there directing the movers with your boxes. You’re a bit perturbed when he’s got his hands full of snacks instead of his boxes, but this is Harry and of course he would come bearing gifts for the movers to express his gratitude, even though he’s already paying them a healthy sum and will undoubtedly pack on a hefty tip at the end. 


And you can’t help but marvel at the easy conversation and (bad) jokes he shares with the movers. Everyone loves Harry, especially you. No one is safe from his charm. And when he catches you watching him, he winks and excuses himself, making his way toward you. “Haven’t properly said ‘good morning’, have I?” He fixes all of that as his he holds you by the hips and presses his lips to your forehead.

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Title: Just the Three of Us (Part 4.)

CHAPTER TITLE: Are You Jealous?

Part 1. - Part 2.  - Part 3.

Character(s): Negan x Reader x Simon (pre-apocalypse)
Summary:
Negan and Simon see you having coffee with one of your classmates.
Word Count: 7,618
Warning: SMUT!!! (Angry sex, masturbation, voyeurism, and dirty talk)
Author’s Note: Man, oh man. I am having so much fun writing this. I hope everyone that is reading this is enjoying it just as much as I am writing it!! Enjoy!!! :)

Taglist: @oceaninwinter

(GIF Source: @mark-hamil || @rottenwasp)

After a week of non-stop working at both bars, it was finally your day off. Negan and Simon made your second job much easier and you quickly learned all the drinks at Simon’s bar. Business was booming in both businesses and it seemed like the ongoing feud between Chris and Simon was slowly dissipating.

You managed to sleep in until ten-thirty in the morning. As usual, you reached for your phone to look through your emails and unread text messages. Your classmate in one of your classes had sent a message to meet up later today for a cup of coffee. You agreed.

Though, as you continued to read through your messages, you noticed the group chat that you shared with Negan and Simon. It seemed like both men had sent pictures to you. You giggled, simply because Negan and Simon taking photos of their breakfast was a bit hilarious.

Negan: Breakfast is fucking served.
Simon: Omelette? That’s what you made?
Negan: What the fuck did you make then?
Simon: [picture message sent]
Negan: Pancakes? What the fuck? Who do you think you are? Gordon Ramsay?
Simon: A woman loves a man who can cook.
Negan: I can fucking cook!

You laughed quietly, deciding to send both men a photo of you lying in your bed. You were lying on your side, a pillow covering half of your face and the blanket up to your shoulders. Awaiting their reply, you decided to stretch your limbs before climbing out of bed to make yourself a cup of coffee.

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I wanted too

Jughead Jones x Reader


“JUGHEAD JONES THE THRID” I screamed making my way down the slightly crowd hallways of Riverdale High. Glancing at me from his locker, he slammed it shut and ran in the other direction. “Y/L/N, don’t kill the poor guy” Archie, joked calling after me as I started running to try and catch Jughead but as I rounded the corner the hall was empty. “Asshole” I muttered, heading outside instead trying to spot our usual group at one of the tables.

“You’ve almost got steam coming out of those ears” Kevin, tried to joke as I stomped my way towards our group of friends. “Have any of you’s seen, Jones?” Using his last name to state how pissed I am. “What’s wrong?” Betty, asked pulling me down beside her, her face full of concern. “Never mind” I sighed, resting my arms on the table, stealing some fries off Ronnie’s tray. I didn’t want to burden our friends with something so petty.

Over lunch I kept an eye out for the beanie clad, raven haired boy I’m so keen to see but there was no sign of him anywhere. Betty, filled us in on what her and Jughead had found out so far but could sense the worry and fear that her father may have killed Jason because of Polly but that’s something only time will tell. When the last bell finally rang, I hadn’t seen Jughead around since before lunch and he wasn’t in any of my last three classes but it was safe to say he was definitely avoiding me.

Archie, was making his way down the halls straight towards me, his face neutral. “I’ve been instructed to send you to the Blue and Gold office” He told me, placing his hands on shoulder and spinning me back around. “Why? I’m not being interviewed again” I sighed as we walked side by side. “Definitely not that” He hummed, a small smile on his lips. “Can’t you just tell me?” I whined as we took a left at the end of the lockers. “Nope” He full on grinned, stopping us in front of the Blue and Gold office. “Open it” Pointing to the door, warily eyeing him before I grasped the door handle not sure what I was expecting to see.

“SURPRISE!” I screamed, almost falling into Archie who grasped my shoulders stopping me from doing so. There stood Betty, Veronica, Kevin, Cheryl and Jughead in the centre of them holding a birthday cake. “Guys!” I exclaimed, I wanted to kill Jug for this, he promised not to do anything or get me anything but his thoughtfulness didn’t stop my heart from filling with warmth. “I could kill you” I voiced my thoughts, blowing the candles out. “We never got to sing happy birthday for you” Kevin, pouted taking the cake from Jug. “Thank you so much for this” I smiled up at my beanie clad, raven haired boyfriend placing a quick but gentle kiss on his lips. “Happy birthday princess” He smiled, leaning his forehead against mine.

After everyone sang happy birthday, which pleased Kevin, we sat around laughing and joking and eating the best cake I have ever tasted thanks to Ronnie, who had it flown in from New York. It felt nice to be laughing and enjoying ourselves for once, it was nice to just sit and be teenagers for awhile.

“I still have the present you left at my door this morning” I smiled at Jug, everyone else debating about something or other. “You really shouldn’t have, you need to save all the money you can Jug” I scolded, given he’s just lost his home and job, I didn’t want him spending any money on me. “This didn’t cost me a thing. Open it” He grinned, watching as I brought the neatly wrapped box shaped present out of my bag. The conversation between the rest of them coming to a stand still.

Ripping the paper apart like a child I was confused when I seen a box filled with writing, possible quotes but I wasn’t sure from what or who. “Oh my…” I gasped when I seen the contents of the box. There was a couple of poems, movie tickets, a milkshake keyring along with a burger and fries one, notes that had been past between us in classes. I was speechless, this was a memory box of our whole relationship so far. “Jughead” a tear sliding down my cheek, quickly wiping it away to try and stop anymore from falling. “It was nothing” He shrugged, everyone sitting quietly watching our interaction. “I can’t believe you did this” I was still at a loss for words, I never knew Jughead could be this romantic. “I wanted too. I just want you to know how much you mean to me because I fucking love you” He smiled, taking my face in his hands, kissing my nose, my forehead and a quick peck on my lips. “You guys” Betty, finally spoke. “End game, I’ve said it before and I’ll keep saying it” She smiled, quickly glancing at Arch and then back to Jug and me. “I fucking love you too” Kissing his cheek. “The writing on the box is just a few things we’ve said to one another” Jug, said picking up the lid and sure enough if I squinted really hard I could make out some of it, this box wasn’t only filled with memories on the inside but almost every conversation we’ve ever had on the outside. “You’ll be the death of me one day Jughead Jones the Third”.

I'll Be Waiting // Jung Jaehyun

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the prompt: how about a neighbourau! For jaehyun in which one of u just moves in? ☺️☺️☺️ I’ve daydreamed this scenario so much!

words: 1329

category: fluff

author note: i suppose this lil fluff is to make up for the angst i dumped upon you guys. also, to who requested this, i wasn’t sure what you wanted, but i hope you like this!

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Happy Birthday, Darling

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Title: Happy Birthday, Darling 

Pairing: Crowley x Reader

Word count: 868

Warnings: fluffish

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this Crowley fic! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much!! <3 <3

This was requested by @emilyymichelle: Can you do Crowley x reader where everyone but Crowley forgets the reader’s birthday please?

You shut the bunker door behind you in a huff of frustration.  You couldn’t believe that after living with the Winchesters for the last five years, that they would forget your birthday.  If there was one thing they were consistent at, it was forgetting your birthday.  Every year you got more and more fed up.  You felt as if they didn’t care about you.

Your feet moved slowly as you shoved your hands into your pockets.  A long sigh left your lips as you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket.  You were surprised that Crowley, of all people, was texting you.

Crowley: Hello Darling. Happy Birthday from your favorite King >;)

You smiled at the text, slipping your phone back into your pocket.  As you looked up, you saw Crowley just feet in front of you.  You shook your head a small smile adorning your lips.  “Thank you for the birthday wish,” you smiled, hooking your thumbs into your belt loops.

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Percival was furious, looking at all the Valentines gifts Newt was getting. There were chocolates and flowers surrounding the magizoologist and Percival felt even more irritated. Now he was hesitant to give Newt the bouquet of flowers he got him this morning. They paled in comparison to the others.

Things soon got out of control when Percival saw the worried expression on Newt’s face. Percival approached the magizoologist and Newt blushed and pointed at a gorgeous flower arrangement, the most beautiful of them all. Percival grabbed the card.

It was signed:

Love, G. Grindelwald

All the pure blood education Percival had received flew out of the window. Fucking Grindelwald send flowers to HIS Newt. The bastard delivered flowers to MACUSA and no one noticed! The bastard was trying to court HIS intended. The nerve of him!
Percival’s blood was boiling and his magic started to sing out of control. Every Auror felt the storm coming and the only brave enough to speak was Tina.

“Sir, what’s wrong?”

Percival tried to breath. He was surrounded by incompetents, there was no other explanation. What was next? Grindelwald was going to show up and start singing love songs and his aurors were going to cheer and clap? This was why he never liked Valentines day. There where hearts everywhere and more than once someone had tried to give him a love potion.

“Can someone explain to me how Grindelwald came here and delivered flowers?! Am I working with MACUSA aurors or Ilvermorny first years?!”

There was a collective gasp. Tina promptly removed the flowers. Every auror took out his wand and started forming groups to search the premises.

“I…. I’m not interested in him” whispered Newt. Percival felt his heart constrict. “I’m not doing anything today either”

Percival look at Newt confused. “It’s better that you didn’t make plans, Grindelwald could be targeting you.”

Newt frowned. “But I want to go out. To dinner” he blushed and smiled. However, Percival Graves was blind. He couldn’t read all the signs Newt was giving him.

“Your safety is more important Mr. Scamander” Percival nodded and excuse himself to go and help the search party. If he had turned around he would have seen the niffler leaving Newts case.
“I don’t think he likes me.” murmured the magizoologist to his adorable thief. Niffler rolled his eyes. He went inside the case and came back with a heart shape card. He gave it to Newt.
“I can’t give it to him! I should have never made it. Did you see how many witches gave him cookies? Hannah from downstairs even baked him a cake!”
Newt was panicking but the Niffler wasn’t going to give up. Determined, the little creature took the card where Newt had written his love confession and run down the hallway in search of Percival.

“NO!” Newt run after him. If Percival read it his life was over.

Niffler run faster than ever before. Years of escaping have prepared him for this moment. He could feel his mommy screaming behind him, begging him to stop but he couldn’t. This was his mission, he needed a plan. He stopped for a second and took a gold coin from his pouch. He looked at it, his little dark eyes almost tearing up. He threw the coins as far as he could on the other direction. The seed had been planted. Gidget run again, his eyes shining as he saw Percival Graves, his mommy’s mate.

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Percival felt something trying to climb his leg. His instincts took over and he grabbed his wand, ready to curse the attacker. However, he stopped once he saw Newt’s niffler trying to catch his attention. The little creature was bouncing, making little noises, his small paws carried a big red heart that looked handmade. It even has glitter on it.
“For me?”
The little creature nodded and Percival took the heart. It was a Valentines card. His first thought was that someone had convinced the little thief to deliver a love note to him. The person would have probably promised a huge amount of shiny objects to the niffler.
He opened the card. It was Newt’s. A smile started to formed in Percival’s face. Newt was telling him he found him as fascinating as his creatures and that he wanted to go out on a date with him. The director laughed as he saw the check boxes Newt had made “Do you like me too? Yes (  ) No (  )”

Percival took out his pen and started replying. He gave the card back to Gidget. “You can give it back to your mommy” but the little creature didn’t move.
“Unbelievable” Percival took out his wallet and have him a gallon.

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There were no words to express how relieved Newt felt once he saw Gidget approaching, still with the Heart card in his little paws. He had found a gold coin and he suspected Niffler had dropped on accident, but once started running on that direction he lost track of his baby. Niffler was an expert trouble maker, last week he stole a ring from Madam President. Newt would never forget how Percival had saved by laughing and saying they should use Niffler to collect valuable objects for the department. The president didn’t laugh, but Newt relaxed when he saw the corners of her lips moving.

“Gidget! Never do that to me again!” He took the card “Please don’t try to play matchmaker, I’m glad you didn’t give this to Mister Graves”


To Newt’s horror, the little thief nodded, his little arms moving up and down.
“No…. oh Merlin, no” Newt was about to faint. This couldn’t be true. How was he going to face Percival?! “You didn’t!” But the Niffler made little noises and the magizoologist knew he lost. Slowly, he opened the card.

“Do you like me too? Yes (✔️) No (   )”


Newt’s heart started beating faster as the empty sensation on his stomach disappeared. Percival had marked Yes. He liked Newt. Percival, the director of magical enforcement who had everyone at his feet liked him, a simple and shy magizoologist. Newt smiled. Suddenly the day was brighter, all the silly pink decorations had a meaning. Newt was so happy he almost missed a note Percival had written for him. It read:


“Newt, I would love to take you to dinner today and everyday from now on.
PD: it’s against the wizarding law to have a magical creature deliver messages and run free on a government facility. ”

Newt smiled even more. Yes, this was the man he had fallen in love with.
“Thanks Gidget”
The little creature nodded and extended his arm. Newt groaned, this favor was going to cost him.

Smooth - Johnny [6] (M)

•Suggestion: Virgin reader x Johnny

A/N: Omg guys it’s finally here, the last chapter of Smooth! Ahhhhh I’m sorry it took so long. I needed a little break to try to make this last chapter gooood. I hope you guys like it. I’m actually like rlly sad that it’s over ;-; mehh

-Admin Kay

PS OMG ALSO THANKS FOR 5K!!! 🎉You guys are the best 💕

Pt 1   Pt 2   Pt 3   Pt 4   Pt 5

Chapter 6 - I Love You

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Rating R

(sexual content, slight language)

Word Count: 3,352

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Surprise? (BuckyxReader)

Ok, first I wanted to thank you guys because I got 100 FREAKIN NOTES ON TALE AS OLD AS TIME❤❤❤YOU PEOPLE ARE AMAZING
And this is a requested oneshot based on MY DARLING BUCKY I HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY LOVES!!
“I was wondering if I could have one with Bucky..where we are having an argument in front of the team and without thinking, I tell him I’m pregnant?”

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You raced into Avengers Tower and threw your bag onto the couch, receiving a few looks from the other teammates who were there.

“Someone’s in a rush,” Natasha comments.

“I’ve been in a briefing for 5 hours and all I’ve been thinking of was that damn cheesecake,” you reply as you give her a quick hug. Sam and Steve share a look.

Steve clears his throat. “Y/N, about that cheesecake-”

“SHUT UP I’M HUNGRY,” you snapped. Your cravings have been out of control lately. You ordered your favorite cheesecake from your favorite bakery and had it delivered while you were at the bakery. It’s been the only thing on your mind.

You run inside the kitchen, not paying attention to anything else but the fridge. You open it wide in search for your cheesecake.

“Where the fuck is my cake?”, you grumble, still searching.

“Oh shit.”

You whip around to find your boyfriend, Bucky, with an empty cheesecake box in front of him and a fork in his hand.

“I’m sorry, babe,” he says as he drops the fork. “I didn’t know it was yours.”

You feel yourself start to get hot. Your eyes narrow as you breathe heavily.

“Did. You. Just. Eat. My. Fucking. Cheesecake?”

“I didn’t know, Y/N. I’m sorry.”

Stay calm, you thought. Don’t get mad.

Fuck it.

“JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES! THAT WAS MY CHEESECAKE! I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT ALL FUCKING DAY!”

“Why are you so pissed? It’s just a cake.”

“IT WAS MY CAKE. I’VE BEEN HAVING CRAVINGS ALL DAY.”

You notice the team gathered behind you, and you can already tell they want to laugh.

Bucky grabs your hands. “I’ll buy you another cake!”

“IT’S GONNA TAKE FOREVER! DON’T YOU KNOW YOU SHOULDN’T MAKE A PREGNANT WOMAN WAIT?!?!”

The room fell silent. Bucky let go of your hands.

“Are you… pregnant?,” he whispers.

Damn it, Y/N, you thought.

You cooled down instantly.

“Surprise?”, you respond, feeling extremely nervous over his reaction.

He is emotionless for a moment, then breaks out into a big smile.

“MY GIRL IS PREGNANT,” he shouts, picking you up and spinning you around. The team cheers behind you.

“I’M GONNA BE AN UNCLE,” Steve screams, hugging everyone in sight.

“I’M GONNA BE AN AUNT,” Wanda adds.

“I’m gonna pay for everything,” Tony mumbles. You laugh and kiss his cheek.

Bucky pulls you into a hug. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

You sigh. “I didn’t know how. All that was on my mind was the damn cheesecake.”

“I’ll get you another one, I promise. But first things first. STEVE GO GET THE THING.”

“I’M GETTING THE THING.”

Steve runs out of the room, leaving the rest of you confused. A few moments later he runs back in with a small box.

“HERE IS THE THING,” he screams as he throws it to Bucky.

“Thanks, punk.”

Bucky gets down on one knee and opens the box, revealing a gorgeous diamond ring.

You gasp and cover your mouth, already feeling tears about to form.

“Y/N L/N, I can’t imagine my life without you. You are my world, my savior, my guardian angel. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now, but I could never find the right words. I love having someone who challenges me everyday, makes my life interesting. I mean, you just yelled at me for eating your cheesecake! You’ve saved me from Hydra, the Winter Soldier, and my nightmares. Every time I wake up, I love seeing you there right next to me. I want to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

You wipe the tears from your eyes. “Of course, you dork.”

The team starts to cheer behind you as Bucky places the ring on your finger. It fit perfectly. As he stands up you press your lips to his, feeling more in love with him than you ever had before.

As you pull away, you whisper, “But you still owe me my cheesecake.”

He laughs, letting the tears fall from his eyes (you loved how he wasn’t afraid to show emotion). “Whatever you want, Mrs. Barnes.”

You can hear Tony grumble, “Another thing I gotta pay for.”

Yoongi Scenario: Through The Fire.

Request: I want to request one for yoongi where you are his gf and you start living together and news of it goes out to the press so the sasaengs start being crazy and all that and you two keep it together and strong but then there’s a really creepy person/girl who continuously goes there to bother you so you try to ignore it but then one time she gets inside and tries to attack you and yoongi protects you? Sorry if its too much, thank you! You are great writers

Genre: Romance / Drama.


-It’s best if we just stay home for today- Yoongi said as you two checked out how the news developed online.

 You were sitting together on the sofa, with Yoongi’s laptop over his legs and your head resting on his right shoulder so you could see everything he did and read. There were several pictures of you together scattered all over the internet, with even more articles that narrated the dating scandal, too many of them with added details that weren’t true.

-They even said you gave me a car- you said not helping the little laugh that came next, it was ridiculous since you were basically always in public transport.  

-Yeah, I don’t know where that came from, maybe that what time you were driving mine- he mused still rolling down the articles.

-You are not too late to make their speculations come true though- you snickered making Yoongi stare at you with an amazed incredulous smile.

-Aren’t you kind, just to please the masses- he laughed too.

-Of course, you know I live for the greater good-

-I guess I could…-

-Yoongi!- you interrupted him. -I’m joking, God, maybe when we’re a bit more stable after all the apartment shopping, then you can help me- you said trying to get away from his poking attacks.

The laughs died down as Yoongi’s phone rang for the umpteenth time that day, he saw who it was and disregarded the call, there were way too many people calling him, including online gossip sites that wanted to get some words from him about the girl in the photos, you. You kept going through google and naver, seeing several sites so you could know to which extent was this spreading and how people was reacting.

Both of you were planning to make your relationship public soon after moving together, but someone had snapped a few shots during the moving process which added to the fact that there were previous rumors of Yoongi seeing a girl only left everyone the choice to take it as if it was proved. 

Big Hit was taking the matter professionally and not out of proportion like some companies would, you appreciated that they treated your relationship like a normal thing and not as if it was a major crime or a sin. So at first you were being positive about it, Yoongi being the one worrying that this would cause you trouble, but then Yoongi worried about every single thing, you figured it was your job to help him look at the situation without such a pessimistic sight. Big Hit was taking care of the gossip and the press, the boys were supportive about you two together, they were not young boys anymore, and Bangtan had such a strong fan base, you could take this, everything was going to be ok.
Even if the comment section of the site you were reading lead you to think that it wasn’t that simple.

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Fifty-Nine Days

This is an extra part for my imagine Two Months.

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Summary: Derek wants to spend more time with (Y/N), he wants to get to know her biggest and darkest secrets but with (Y/N) refusing to be in a public relationship; he has to deal with that. (Y/N) only wanted a one night, maybe two night, stand.

Word Count: 989

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A/N: There is smut, you have been warned.

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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to (Y/N), Happy Birthday to you.” The gang sang around the kitchen of your house, you couldn’t stop blushing staring at each one of them smiling broadly at you. “Make a wish,” Lydia squealed, shoving the cake closer to your face. You caught the dark eyes of the werewolf through the candle’s fire; you smirked at him before blowing the candles out – not breaking eye contact with Derek who shifted awkwardly in his chair.

Scott switched the lights back on and patted you on the back. “Congrats for making it to 18.” You thanked him silently with a smile and stood up from being centre of attention. “Now cut that cake so I can eat it,” You teased, flattening your short black dress more and taking a sip of the alcohol in your red cup. It wasn’t a massive party that you were having; you only wanted your closest and dearest friends to come and celebrate with you. You were confused when Derek walked in with Scott at the start of the night, the pair of you weren’t close; of course, excluding the night that you spent with him in his loft. Other than then, you would only exchange small talk and smirks from across the one.

No one in the gang has figured out what happened between you and him, you were sure to keep it that way. Lydia cut the cake; ten slices for the eight guests that were here. You thanked her for the slice and wandered off to the living room where Stiles and Isaac were sitting playing video games. Derek’s gaze was transfixed on you as you wandered around the kitchen and then to the living room; talking and smiling at everyone you passed. Derek never noticed how kind and down-to-earth you were until he had you wrapped up in the sheets breathing heavily.

When he first met you, he didn’t think much of you. You were pretty but he had no intention due to the age gap. You kept him on his toes; he was walking around eggshells with you, but once that night happened, all walls collapsed and he wanted to get to know you and be with you more – preferably alone.

You waved goodbye to Lydia who was the final person to leave your house at around midnight. You shut the door and took a deep breath realizing that you were home alone. Your parents booked a night out of town so that you and your friends could have the house all to yourselves without parents butting in to the conversations. Walking to the kitchen, you near jumped out of your skin when you say a tall, handsome man with a trash bag in his hand cleaning up after the party.

“Derek, what are you still doing here? Other than trying to give me a heart attack.” You chuckled, picking up the other black bag and stuffing the nine pizza boxes in it. He mumbled an excuse causing you to roll your eyes and continued cleaning. The silence between you two wasn’t awkward, it was relaxing and it put you at ease knowing you weren’t alone.

“You’re something,” He mused, turning to face you in the chair that he sat in now. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “I mean, I never thought that I’d start falling for a younger girl – that was until you convinced me otherwise.” You looked at him with wide eyes, he was falling for you? You didn’t want that to happen. You wanted a one night, maybe two night, stand and leave it at that. “Derek,” You muttered when he started towards you, “I didn’t want, I don’t want a relationship.” You pointed out to him, gasping when he placed his lips straight onto your sweet spot.

He nibbled the spot – sucking, and licking, “Who said that I wanted a relationship?” You rested your head against the fridge, giving him more access to your neck. He kissed down your collarbone and towards your breast which the dress made look amazing. You felt his hand slide down your side, to the hem of your dress and slipping under it. His finger slipped under your panties and he rubbed his finger along your clit, feeling how wet he was making you with simple kisses and suspense.

You let out a moan as his fingers moved in circular motions until they reached the entrance. You bit his neck when you felt one finger enter you, pumping slowly until his middle finger joined in. He started to pump faster, your insides tightening with each movement, “That’s only two fingers.” He whispered into your ear, licking your earlobe. “Will I add another?” You nodded eagerly, his eyes darkening, “Beg.” He demanded causing you to moan at how sexy he sounded.

“P-Please Derek,” You bit your bottom lip, trying to sustain the scream that was trying to escape when he entered the third finger. “Scream for me, princess.” He hissed in your ear, he stepped closer to you and you felt his bulge rub against your thigh. Derek started pumping faster, the veins in his arms popping out and you felt yourself coming to your high. “Cum for me, (Y/N).” You let out a scream as he surprised you with one more finger and you felt yourself coming to your release. You moaned as you came down from the high, and he slowly slipped his fingers out of part.

He looked you in the eye as he sucked on each finger individually. “I don’t want a relationship, but I do…” He started, placing his hands on your waist, “I do want to do this more.” He whispered, placing a sweet kiss on your lip.

You looked at him, amused, “You didn’t want to do this two months ago.” You teased which made him shrug, “Seeing you naked changed my mind.”

baron | stupid cupid | corbin

SUMMARY:

IN TIME FOR VALENTINES DAY ( BECAUSE DAMMIT, REASONS) A NEW MINI SERIES THING. DIFFERENT WRESTLERS / READERS THROWN TOGETHER AND WINDING UP IN ROMANTIC SITUATIONS. SOME WILL BE EXES, SOME WILL HAVE CRUSHES, SOME WILL HAVE CRUSHES WHILE PRETENDING TO HATE THE OTHER, AND OVERALL, JUST STEAMY FLUFF.

FIRST UP BARON & EX GIRLFRIEND READER… STRANDED IN AN ELEVATOR.. SPECIAL APPEARANCES BY DOLPH (AS READER’S FAILED BLIND DATE)  AND COREY/DEAN ( FOR MORAL SUPPORT / TO HELP SABOTAGE READER AND DOLPH’S DATE.). 

WORD COUNT

3591+

RATING/WARNINGS:

Not much. !claustrophobic reader. antagonistic dean & corey. almost sex in an elevator.

NOTES:

I have to thank my girl, my boo @fan-fiction-galore for her encouragement on this and her input.  lot of the ideas in here are thing we discussed and I just love her okay? Also have ot tag my girl, my boo @mimicthephoenix because she’s amazing and her writing is too and she’s always encouraging these things too.Also, going to tag @writergrrrl29 my boo, another I love to dicuss stuff with on here, you are amazing!

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Gone - Pt. 2

Pairing: Aaron x Reader

Word Count: 1,610

Request: yes!  Request here

@marvelfanlife -  Could you turn gone into a multi fic please? It’s so good! and hotch needs to know about the baby! 💕

@blrthelines -  Ahhhhh I need more of “Gone”!!!!!!

Anon -  Ahh I love “Gone”, can you please continue it?? Pretty please!💕

Warnings: None

Summary: Recap: Y/N is devastated when Aaron and Jack flee into witness protection to hide from Mr.Scratch, who has been stalking Jack.  In order to keep her protected, Hotch tells the reader via note to stay put and not try to look for or contact him or Jack.  Oh, and she just so happens to be pregnant with his child.

Part One

Originally posted by thomas-gibson-daily

You’d only been inside the BAU a few times, usually to surprise Aaron on his birthday or to bring Jack on his.  

But this time, when you walked through the doors to the bullpen, your legs felt almost as if they were going to collapse under you, knowing the weight of the situation, and seeing Agent David Rossi carrying boxes out of Aaron’s office just made the realization of your worries worse.  He wasn’t here.  Of course, in your heart you knew he wouldn’t be, but something in you told you to check, told you that maybe he would be waiting for you in the BAU to give you a real goodbye.

Penelope Garcia walked up to the door of Aaron’s office, her red eyes were evidence that she’d been crying.  Slowly, she pulled his name plate from the door, sighing and holding it close to her heart.  When she turned around, she caught your eyes, a confused look crossing her face.

“Y/N?” you heard beside you.  You looked over to see JJ walking towards you with Dr. Spencer Reid.

“Where is he,” were the first words that came out of your mouth.

“He’s not here,” she replied, looking at you with concern.  

“Ms. Y/L/N,” David said from Aaron’s door.  He motioned for you to join him, and you hesitantly did so, feeling the eyes of your boyfriend’s coworkers on you.

“Where’s Aaron?” you asked as soon as you got to the door.  He motioned for you to step inside, and when you did, he came in behind you and shut the door behind him.  “Why did you move his stuff?” you asked between your tears.

“I need you to listen very carefully, Y/N,” Dave said.  “You might want to sit down for this.”  You obliged and sat in the chair across from Aaron’s - or what used to be Aaron’s.  

“What’s going on?” you asked, still unable to wrap your head around the fact that he was gone.  That Jack was gone.  They were gone.  Vanished.  Gone.

“Aaron turned in his resignation this morning.  He came to me and told me that Lewis was at Jack’s school today,” he started, leaning against the now vacated desk.  “I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but he and Jack have been admitted into witness protection.”

Your heart felt like it sank into your stomach.  

They’re gone.

“It was ultimately his decision.  He didn’t want to drag you any deeper into the situation, so he decided to keep you out of it.”

They’re gone.

“I’m really sorry, Y/N.”

They’re gone.

The mantra continued to play in your head, over and over you heard the words you were most scared of.  

Instinctively, you put your hands to your stomach.  Tears flowed freely to meet the fabric of your shirt, soaking into the blanket over your unborn child.

“They’re gone,” you said aloud.  It was the first time you spoke the words aloud despite hearing them so clearly in your head.

“I think it would be best to lay low for a while.  We can get you a protective unit if you’d like,” David told you.

“I- I need to talk to him,” you said, clutching at your stomach, wanting the little bundle of joy to have a father.

“I’m afraid you can’t,” David said sadly, inching closer to you, careful eyes watching yo as if you might break, but the truth was, you’d broken long ago when you found the note on your kitchen counter.

“No, you don’t understand,” you said, standing up, your legs surprisingly not failing you.  “I need to talk t-to him, please, you have to know where he is.”

“I don’t, Y/N, I’m sorry.”

“Then you have to know someone who knows where he is, p-please David,” you said.  You were backing to the door, trying to keep your balance

“Y/N.  I’m sorry, but there is no way to contact him.  He’s gone,” he replied, his voice slightly raising.  He didn’t want to hurt you any more than you already had been.

“Please,” you whispered.  “Please.”

He only shook his head and sighed, not know what else to tell you.  The once strong and fearless woman he once knew was crumbling in front of him, and despite what he did for a living, he suddenly didn’t know how to handle telling you that you may never see your boyfriend ever again.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice slightly shaking.  Rossi was hard to break, but here you were, managing to do it.

“I have his baby,” you said, your voice still a soft whisper.  David looked at you, shock evident in his features.

“You’re pregnant?” he asked you, his voice rising in pitch.

“I didn’t get to tell him,” you said, burying your head into your hands.

They’re gone.


Alone and pregnant is not exactly how you pictured spending your birthday, but you were glad you weren’t at work with all your annoying coworkers.  Instead, you thought it would be nice to have yourself a bubble bath, candles lit and Frank Sinatra playing in the background.

Once you spent the day relaxing and eating cake by yourself, you thought it would be nice to head to the BAU.

Ever since Aaron was admitted into witness protection, you kept in close touch with his former team members.  Having them made it easier, especially since the loss of their team captain wasn’t exactly easy on them either.  They were able to comfort you, and you them.  

Walking through the doors of the bullpen, you were met with the sight of the whole BAU team sitting around a desk that was decorated with balloons and cupcakes and confetti.  They were all huddled around, moving things around as if to make it look more presentable.  

When Dr. Reid looked up from the present JJ was holding, he saw you and sighed.

“Uh, surprise?” he said.  The rest of the team halted their actions and turned around, all seemed upset when they saw you since the surprise was ruined.

“Is this all for me?” you asked, setting your leftover cake on the table with the rest of the goodies.

“Yeah.  I was going to call you when it was all set up and we were going to turn the lights off and everything.  Big surprised ruined,” Penelope said with a slight frown.  “But happy birthday !” she said, smiling and pulling you in for a hug, your eight and a half months pregnant belly making it harder to get close to your friend. 

“Aw, guys.  This is amazing thank you,” you said, giving each member of the team a hug, feeling tears prick at you eyes.

“Hey, now, don’t you cry on us,” Dr. Lewis said, squeezing your shoulder.

“I’m just so glad I wasn’t alone in all of this,” you said, motioning to your protruding stomach.  “Thank you all.”

“Anything for you, sweets,” Penelope said, handing you a present.

“You guys didn’t have to-” before you could finish, there was a sharp pain in your abdomen.  You stopped and held it for a second, wincing at the aching.

“Oh, no.  Are you okay?” Luke asked, holding onto your elbow.

“She’s going into labor,” JJ said calmly.

“No I’m not, I’m not due until next month,” you stated.

“Doesn’t matter, hon,” JJ said simply, pulling you towards the door.


Thirteen hours later, your baby boy was born.  He had your eyes, Aaron’s nose, and his dark, dark hair.  You smiled down at your son, happy tears running down your cheeks. 

JJ was in the room with you the whole time, walking you through the process.

“He’s beautiful,” she told you, grinning down at the two of you.

“Isn’t he?” you choked out.  He was so calm and small and beautiful.  Just incredibly beautiful.  And he was all yours.

And Aaron’s.

But Aaron was gone.

“Aaron,” you said down to your baby.  “Aaron Jack Hotchner.”

“Hi baby Aaron,” JJ said, waving to the tiny boy who was opening his eyes.  “I’m your aunt JJ.”

“Can we come in?” Penelope said from the door, grinning from ear to ear.

“Yes, please,” you said, wanting your practical family to meet the newest member.

“Oh my goodness,” the bubbly blonde said after laying eyes on Aaron Jr.  “He looks just like you.”

“And his father,” Emily said with a smile.

But his father isn’t here.

“Congratulations, Y/N,” David said, giving you a peck on the forehead.

You couldn’t contain your happiness.  You had the most beautiful son in the world in your arms, and although his father was absent in the moment, you felt everything but lonely surrounded by the ones you loved, knowing that every agent in the room would help you raise Aaron as if he were their own.

He was the son of their former partner and unit chief, of course they would.

But he was gone.

“Can I hold him?” Reid asked sheepishly.  You grinned and nodded your head, holding up your son carefully to let the doctor take him.

His dad was not here, but Aaron Jack Hotchner was surrounded by the people who love him and will go to the ends of the earth for him, and that was all that mattered.

Aaron was out in the world somewhere with Jack hopefully safe, but wherever he was, he had no knowledge of the baby boy just born with his name.  He didn’t know that you thought about him every day, and probably didn’t know that since he left, you spent every night crying yourself to sleep.  He didn’t know any of this because he was gone.

They were gone.