i was sound asleep and now i have 15 minutes to get ready ugh

Not Just a One Night Stand || Shawn Mendes Smut *Explicit Image*

*RING! RING! RING! RING!*

“Ugh,” I think to myself as I roll over to see who the hell is calling me at 7:13 in the morning.

“Dude, really?”

“Well good morning to you too, Miss Grumpy.”

“Julie, it’s 7:15 in the morning, oh and it’s Saturday. Why are you calling so early? You’re right down the hall, why didn’t you just come in my room?” I asked her still half asleep.

“I’m calling early because I just got to work, but I wanted to see if you wanted to go out tonight? Please say yes because I need to get drunk and dicked down, haha!”

“Okay, I know we are best friends, but there are just some things I don’t need to know about you. You needing to be dicked down is one of them, haha!”

“Oh please, you love me. And you should get laid tonight too, I mean how long has it been, like 3 months? Y/N, that’s kinda pathetic.”

“Um excuse me! How do you know how long it’s been for me?! And it is not pathetic. I’ve had plenty of opportunities, I just didn’t take them.”

“Okay, no. That crusty dude from the bar and the sketchy man from the club don’t count. If you slept with them, I’d personally check you into a mental hospital, but not after bathing you in bleach and getting you checked for AIDS.”

Even though I knew she was joking, I also knew she was serious. “Alright, what time do you want to go?”

“Well all the hot dudes get there at about 10:30, so I say we get an UBER at about 9:45. You know, club lines and shit.”

“Okay, sounds good. What time are you off?”

“Uhh, 4:15. I should be home by 5. I’ll pick something up for dinner. Is pizza cool?”

“Yeah, the just get the usual.”

“Always! Alright, I gotta go, but I’ll see you later. Catch some more ZZZ’s, Sleeping Beauty. Love ya!”

“Love you too. See you later.”

*9 ½ hours later*

I just finished setting mine and Julie’s plates down when she opened the door.

“I come bearing pizza!” she yelled as she came in.

“Hey, haha! I am starving!”

“Well lucky for you the Pizza Princess has arrived. So, you’re welcome.”

“All hail the Pizza Princess!” I said pretending to bow down to her.

“This is why I love you. You recognize me for the royalty that I actually am.”

“You’re a mess. Pass the pizza,” I said with a slight laugh. 

We ate our dinner as we got caught up on our favorite show, Roadies. We both showered and started to get ready for tonight. It was about 9:10 when we were ready to go.

“Julie, did you call the car or do you want me to?” I asked her as I started to zip up my thigh high boots.

“I’m calling now!” she yelled back to me from downstairs.

“Okay!”

I finally got that annoying little zipper up on my boot and grabbed my purse to meet Julie downstairs.

“Holy shit! You look hot as fuck, Y/N!”

“Me?! You look so good! If no guy fucks you tonight, I will.”

“I’m counting on it, haha! You know we can’t let all this sexiness go to waste. I think this calls for hundreds of selfies and a long ass snapchat story!” she said as a matter of factly. We took picture after picture until our car got here. 

On the way, we blasted Drake, Rhianna, Queen Bey and a few more until the car pulled up to our destination. The line wasn’t horrible and we were let in about 30 minutes after we got there. Right as we walk in, I could feel the music coursing through my body and the bass making my heart thump louder.

“Wow, really?!” I heard Julie shout at me.

“What’s wrong?”

“We’ve been here .7 seconds and there is already some hot guy starring you down!”

“Where?”

“Over there! The tall, sexy brunette in that group of guys.” I looked at where she was pointing and she was right, he was starring right at me and he was a solid 10.

“I don’t now, Julie. I don’t usually do this kind of thing.”

“Which is why you should do this kind of thing! You look sexy as hell and he looks as if he’s ravishing you in his mind! Promise me that you will have fun tonight. Even if it’s not with that guy.”

“I promise!”

We hit the dance floor and the music felt so good through my body, but I was so hot.

“Julie! I’m going to get a drink!”

“Okay!”

I wedged my through the mass of people on the dance floor to get to the bar. Before I can even place my drink order, the bartender places two tequila shots infront of me.

“Oh uh, I didn’t order these,” I yelled to him over the loud music.

“He knows that, I did. Thanks, Tom! You know, you looked really good out there.” I turn around and I’m met with the most beautiful brown eyes.

“And you are?”

“Shawn. What’s your name?”

“So wait, you buy a girl a drink and you don’t even know her name?”

“Trying something new. Still didn’t catch your name.”

“Y/N. That’s my name.”

“Nice to meet you, beautiful. So what brings you out tonight?”

“Just a girls’ night with my best friend. What about you?”

“It’s my friend’s birthday, so the guys and I are making sure he has a night to remember.”

“That’s nice,” I say as I down one of the shots.

“Wow! Not even a cheers. Or a thanks? Haha.”

“Thanks and cheers,” I say as I down the second shot. He looks at me wide eyed, but very impressed. For the next 15 minutes, we took shot after shot. I could hold my liquor and was really surprised that Shawn could too.

“Are you old enough to drink, Mr. Shawn?”

“Are you?”

“Touché.”

“Let’s go dance, sexy.”

“You know, you’ve called me every name but my own.”He ignored me and  pulled me to the dance floor. 

We danced with our hands roaming all over each other’s bodies. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, Shawn or a mixture of both, but I was getting extremely turned on. I could tell he was too by the way his hands touched me and the quiet moans that left his perfect lips.

“You want to go somewhere?” He asked the words that I wanted to hear from him all night, but I can’t leave Julie.

“I really want to, but I can’t leave my best friend.”

“You know, I thought the same thing until I saw the birthday boy with your best friend.” As if on cue, Julie came over and told me that she was going to give Shawn’s friend Brian his special birthday present.

“Looks like I’m all yours,” I say as I turn back around to him

“That’s what I like to hear. My car is out back. We going back to your place?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “are you okay to drive?”

“I’m good. We can call someone, if you’re not comfortable.”

“No, I’m fine!”

We walk out of the club and head back to mine and Julie’s house. We couldn’t have gotten there at a more perfect time because with his hand on my thigh, squeezing and traveling upwards the whole car ride, I was ready to jump his bones on the highway.

I unlock the door and right when we step inside, I find myself pinned against the wall.

“Wow, you waste no time.”

“Shut up and kiss me,” he said with a smirk. I of course follow that order and connect my lips to his. He places my hand on his hard cock and I get the message. I take his hand and lead him to my bedroom. As we climbed the stairs, he slapped my ass and I let out a little squeal.

“Trust me, there’s more where that came from.”

We get to my room and clothes are flying. Standing in our underwear, I run one of my hands down his sculpted abs and the other grabs the back of his neck as I kiss him deeply. He grips just under my ass and I jump into his arms. He carries us to the bed and places me down. He disconnects our lips and looks down at my body. 

“Holy fuck,” he says as he runs his hands down the sides of my torso. In my opinion, he was taking too damn long, so I take matters into my own hands. I sit up and give him something to really drool over. I unclasp my bra and toss it somewhere in the room. He gropes my tits in such a strong manner, I could’ve cum right there. 

“Mmm, fuck,” I moan.

“I think that’s my line, baby girl.” I let out a little giggle as I watch him kiss his way to my throbbing heat. He peels down my panties and attaches his lips to my clit. I’m a moaning mess, his tongue is driving me insane. I didn’t think I could get more wet, that was until he inserted two fingers. I didn’t want to cum until he was inside of me, so I pull him up and kiss him, tasting my own juices.

I run my hands down his torso and pull off his Calvin Kleins. I lightly stroke his hard cock and he tilts his head back.

“I want to taste you,” I whisper into his ear.

“Fuck, baby. I won’t last. I need to be inside of you.”

“Then fuck me.”

He doesn’t think twice before hastily pushing into my pussy.

“Oh my god, fuck you’re so tight!”

“Uh, fuck. Please go harder.”

He immediately sped up his actions and pounded into me like I craved.

“Oh my god, fuck I’m almost there!” I alerted him.

“Cum on my cock, Y/N.” The way the bass in his voice and the actions of his skillful fingers on my clit shot through my body, I came almost instantly. I arched my back off the bed and held on to him for dear life as my orgasm made my body shake and my pussy clench around him even tighter. By the way he was moaning and sweating, I could tell he was close too. 

“Ugh, fuck I’m about to cum. You feel so fucking good around me.”

I sit up a little bit and find his sweet spot on his neck and kiss my way up to his ear.

“Cum for me, baby.” I know that worked because a second later he pulled out of me and came on my stomach with a string of curse words. No longer being able to hold himself up, he collapsed on top of me and breathed heavily in my ear.

“God damn, Y/N. What are you doing to me?” I giggled and stroked the back of his hair and kissed him on the cheek. He looked me in my eyes and I couldn’t get over how mesmerizing he looked. His face was flushed, he was sweaty and his eyes were still glossy as he came down from his high. 

He stayed on top of me for a few minutes until he got the strength to roll off of me. I excused myself to the bathroom and when I got in there, I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize myself. I was glowing and I could see my heart beating in the reflection. 

“What is this kid doing to me?” I walked out and saw that he was snoring softly. I climbed back in the bed and instinctively, he pulled me in his arms and kissed the side of my head.

“Are you awake?”

“Barely,” he said back half asleep. I kissed his chest and snuggled into him and drifted off to sleep.

*Early Next Morning*

“Hey, Y/N! Who’s car is that in the drive- oh!” Julie barged into my room and woke Shawn and I up. “Sorry! I didn’t know. I’m Julie, Y/N’s best friend and if you hurt her I’ll find you.”

“Goodbye Julie!” I said to her.

She threw me a wink and Shawn called out that it was nice to meet her.

“She seems like a great friend.”

“She is. Shawn, last night was amazing.”

“Oh my god, it really was. I don’t usually do this, but I really like you.”

“You’ve only known me for 9 hours,” I say with a slight smile.

“Fuck, I know, but there’s something here and I don’t know what it is.”

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel it too.”

“So what do we do?”

“Get to know each other. Maybe see where it leads,” I throw out there.

“I’d be honored to get to know you, Y/N.”

I blush like fucking crazy and gaze up at the ceiling.

“Hey, are you hungry?” he asks me.

“Yeah, did you have something in mind for breakfast?”

“Uh well, if I remember correctly, I recall you saying last night that you wanted to taste me. My morning wood might be an indication that I’m not declining some morning head from a beautiful girl,” he smirks at me. 

I smile at him and kiss him before going to work on this beautiful man.

Chandler Riggs Imagine - Requested

Prompt: So I had an idea for a Chandler imagine because I’m currently listening to Heartache On The Big Screen by 5 Seconds Of Summer and I thought of like an imagine where the reader and Chandler are both on twd, but based off of that song? Idk

A/N: I love writing Chandler imagines! I hope you enjoy it and it’s what you wanted! ❤️

Y/N: Your Name
Y/L/N: Your Last Name
Y/C/N: Your Character’s Name

Warnings: None!


Y/N POV
My alarm clock was going off but I didn’t want to get out of bed to turn it off. I had spent all night crying and ended up falling asleep around 3 in the morning. I had to be on set at 8am to start filming the episode.

“Ugh” I groaned reaching for my phone and shutting off my alarm. It was 6:30 so I got up to shower.

I made my way over to the set of The Walking Dead and went into my trailer (I had one because I was one of the main characters). I was eating my breakfast when I heard a knock.

“Come in.” I said shoving my breakfast burrito in my mouth.

“Good morning honey! Let’s get you all dolled up” Mitchell, my makeup/hair artist said to me.

“Morning” I replied as I took another bite.

“Oh dear God, Y/N. You look horrible!” He exclaimed.

“Gee, thanks.” I rolled my eyes.

“I meant that in the nicest way possible. Did you get any sleep last night?!” Mitchell said getting his makeup and hair tools ready.

“No. I slept like crap.” I said remembering why I didn’t get enough sleep. “Chandler and I had a huge argument last night after our shoot.”

We had been dating for about 2 years and we were the perfect couple, but lately things had been getting rough between us. It has gotten to the point where the directors and producers noticed and they pulled us in to talk to us about our attitudes toward one another. They said it was affecting our characters. After we were pretty much scolded, Chandler and I drove to his house. During that car ride we argued more and more; when I dropped him off he slammed the door and walked in. After I got home, he sent me a text saying he didn’t know if it was a good idea to be in a relationship anymore.

“I’m sorry to hear that sweetie” he said as he started to apply some basic makeup on me.

“It’s okay.” I lied to him. I was so not okay.

“All finished.” He said, spinning me to the mirror.

A knock sounded on my door and Mitchell went to go open it. He revealed one of the assistants.

“I have your outfit for you Ms. Y/L/N.” She said handing me my outfit for the episode.

“Thank you, but you can call me Y/N. I said smiling at her.

“Okay, Y/N. They want you on set in 5.” She said as she walked out and closed the door behind her.

“I’ll let you get dressed, hope your day gets better.” Mitchell said leaving the trailer.

I got dressed and headed to the main set where we were filming. I was greeted by Andy, Danai, Norman, Scott Gimple, and Robert Kirkman.

“Morning Y/N” they said. Norman pulled me into a hug.

“Where’s Chandler?” Andy asked.

“I don’t know” I said looking down.

“Did you guys work things out?” Scott asked.

“Um, kinda” I lied.

“Hey guys! Sorry I’m late” Chandler said as he approached us.

“There you are.” Robert said. “Now let’s get ready guys. Today we are filming Carl’s and Y/C/N scene. There’s a kiss, which I know you guys won’t have a problem with. I expect you guys have your lines memorized, am I correct?”

“Yes” we both said in unison.

As we started filming, I had forgotten some lines as did Chandler. We were just so distracted by what was going on between us and the director yelled cut. We all took a 15 minute break and I went back over my script to review my lines.

“You and I both know you know your lines” I heard Chandler say.

I just sat there turning all my attention to the script.

“It’d be better if we ran lines together” he muttered.

“Okay, fine.” I told him scooting the script towards him.

“You know, we still have to talk about what happened last night.” He said.

“Can it at least wait until we are done filming?”

“Yeah” he said.

We finished running lines and made our way back. Both of us delivered our lines flawlessly and then we kissed. I missed his lips on mine. I wish we could just stay like this forever.

“Cut” we heard the director yell and we pulled apart.

We walked off and started to pack up for the night. I walked over to Chandler’s trailer and knocked. He opened it and let me in without a word. I sat on the couch and watched him remove his ‘gunshot wound’ from where Carl got shot by Ron.

“Um, are you going to want a ride home?” I asked him.

“Sure, if you don’t mind.” He said wiping off the makeup.

“Chan, I’m really sorry. I don’t want to keep fighting. I miss you.” I said and awaited his response.

“I miss you to Y/N, but things were just getting too much out of control. We fight over everything and its really exhausting.” He said.

“I know it is, and I wanna change that. I don’t wanna lose you” I said with tears filled in my eyes.

“You won’t lose me” he said walking over to me.

A/N: I hope you like it! I didn’t want to end it with it being all sad and stuff! Sorry about the wait!! I love you all!

Temptations (M)

Originally posted by jinyoung-ahh

“Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. All that we have, is what’s between hello and goodbye.”

Summary: Sometimes when you have everything you asked for…. it’s never enough. You have a fiance you are about to get married with soon and life is good, until that one guy changes it all… He’s that something that you need to have a bit excitement in your life… He was full of surprises and brought you feelings you haven’t felt in a long time… But was he just a temptation or someone worth the trouble to get involved with?

SWEARING INVOLVED (Kind of Smutty not really)

Previous Parts:

// Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 //Part 7 //

Part 8 is here~ 

// Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // 

Masterlist

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Your Point of View

After finally bonding with Youngjae… The night couldn’t be ruin… It was perfect for once…

“Babe, t-”

before you could finish talking, you get interrupted by Youngjae phone ringing.

He pulled out his phone and looked at you.

“Hold that thought, Jinyoung is calling.”

Why is he calling?

Your eyes widen as you watched your fiance answer the phone call.

“Hello?”

You tried to stay quiet as possible to hear the phone call but the television volume was making it impossible for you to even try to listen to anything..

“Club tomorrow? I don’t know…”

Club?

You felt Youngjae looking at you and just as you thought maybe for once you wouldn’t have to deal with Jinyoung and his stupid plan… you spoke way too soon..

“On second thought, I will go with Y/N.”

Your eyes widen and Youngjae smiles. You wanted to scream for help but it was far too late for that..

Youngjae hanged up and huge smile spread across his face.

“Tomorrow we are heading to the club with the boys.”

Jinyoung popped in your mind… and you already had a bad feeling….. about all of this…

~

Last night after Jinyoung decided to ruin the damn night by inviting Youngjae to the club and basically tagging you along by force… You and Youngjae finally made love.

It was slow and passionate.

You opened your eyes and a huge grin spread across your face. 

Was everything back to normal? Were you finally back to where the two of you used to be? 

You looked to your right and you could see Youngjae sound a sleep causing you to take your chance and maybe finally cuddle in.

You slowly approached Youngjae and rested your head on his chest, as your wrapped your arm around his torso. You couldn’t help but admire how peaceful he looked sound a sleep…. This man was yours..

Everything was peaceful till….

Ring ring.

What the hell? 

Who was calling you?

You let go of Youngjae and grabbed your phone from the drawer next to you and you looked at the your phone.

Who was calling you? Why didn’t you have this number saved?

You slowly got up from the bed hoping you didn’t wake up youngjae and slowly tipped toe your way out of the room and onto the hall.

As you tried not to wake up your fiance, you picked up the phone not knowing who could possibly be calling you at this very moment?

“Hello?”

“Come and get coffee with me,”

Why does that voice sound familiar? Who would just call me and demand you to get coffee with them?

You couldn’t help but to think and that’s when it finally hit you. 

“Jinyoung?! How did you get my number?” You asked completely confused and you began to hear him chuckle from the other line of the phone.

“I have my ways.”

“Jinyoung I sw-”

“Anyways, come with me to get coffee,” Jinyoung demands again.

“What why me?”

“This is what friends do,” Jinyoung says causing you to laugh. Did he really just consider you two as friends?

“What?” You asked still laughing at his remark.

“Just get ready, I’ll be over to pick you up soon.”

Before you can protest, you heard the phone call being hanged up and you just stared at your phone. Were you going to get coffee with Jinyoung? Or were you just going to ignore the fact that he even called you in the first place?

Let’s see… You slowly glanced back at your bedroom and saw your fiance still sound asleep.. But as soon as you started to think about Jinyoung.. This guilty feeling appeared… 

Why are you going to agree to hang out with Jinyoung.. You two should move on from what happened and let things be..

Without thinking twice, you tipped your way back into your bedroom and climbed back into bed.

Jinyoung who?

~

Ringg!!! Ringg!!

You opened your eyes and you felt your phone vibrating next to you… What time is it? 

Did you just fall back asleep?

You grabbed your phone that was laying next to you and as you picked it up… Jinyoung was calling you.

You rolled your eyes and instead of answering the phone, you put your phone on complete silence and just continued to stare at your phone as it continued to ring right in front of you…

As it stopped ringing, you were about close your eyes till you noticed you received a text. 

What does he want now?!

You clicked on the text annoyed to death till..

I’m outside, Come out now or I will ring the bell and make sure Youngjae knows I’m here 

Was he really here? You got up from the bed quietly and tipped toe your way to your window. You were very secretive looking out the window and as you slowly pushed the curtain to the side a bit trying to see if Jinyoung was really there… You noticed Jinyoung look up at your room window already smiling as he seen you looking back at him. 

Shit, you closed the curtain really quick and you felt your phone vibrate from you hand and you looked down at your phone and had another message from Jinyoung… Great.

Well, I know you know I’m here.. If you aren’t down in 10 minutes.. I will ring the bell~ And I know we both know you don’t want that ;)

What is Jinyoung plotting?

Ugh you slowly glanced at Youngjae and you sighed… Even though you didn’t want to be around Jinyoung since he was bad news, you knew you should go before Jinyoung rings the bell and wakes up your fiance and make him suspicious between the two of you…

But nothing was happening between you and Jinyoung… yes you two did kiss but… that was it..

~

“Took you long enough!,” Jinyoung mumbles annoyed as you stepped out of your shared apartment with Youngjae and you rolled your eyes,

“Well you see, I was having a moment with my fiance till you rudely interrupted.”

“Oh hush, I know your excited to spend time with me,” Jinyoung says smirking as you slowly approached him and you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah so excited, can’t you tell,” You said sarcastically and Jinyoung smirks and wraps his arm around your shoulder.

You stopped walking and looked at Jinyoung and threw his arm off your shoulder.

“Keep your hands to yourself.”

“Yes mom,” he teases as you cringed at his comment and just continued to walk.

Jinyoung and you just started to hang out but you had a feeling that today was gonna be a long day…

~

“How did you get my number?” You couldn’t help but to question Jinyoung as you looked up and a smirk began to form in his face.

“I already told you I have my ways.”

Was he being serious?

“Jinyoung, I swear you tell me now or I will make sure my shoe hits your head.” You threatened him making JInyoung laugh at your remark.

“It’s called asking.”

“Who did you ask?”

“You know… one of the boys just decided to give it to me.”

“Jinyoung!”

“Who’s that?” Jinyoung says teasing you knowing damn well he was crawling under you skin.

You stopped walking and let Jinyoung continue walking on his own. As soon as he realized you weren’t walking next to him, he stopped and looked back at you.

“Y/N?”

What would bother Jinyoung? You began to think to yourself and that’s when it hit you. Jinyoung hated when the boys would call him Oppa or when they would do aegyo to him..

You slowly walked your way to Jinyoung and he looked you carefully. 

“Oppa!” You said innocently as you placed both of your hands under your chin closing your eyes smiling as if you were asking your parents for candy like a child.

You began to hear Jinyoung groan in annoyance causing you to open you eyes and smile.

“Oppa, can you please tell me who gave you my number? Please,” You asked one more time but this time you lowered your lower lip doing the puppy face and Jinyoung just stared at you.

“Y-”

“Oppa, please..”

You could tell Jinyoung wanted to protest but he caved in completely.

“Yugyeom…”

As soon as you heard Yugyeom name you pulled out your phone and Jinyoung eyes widen and took his phone from your hand.

“Don’t yell at him,”

“Why?”

“I may of told him that you told me to get your number through him,”

“JINYOUNG!”

He smiled and the next thing you know he ran off still having your phone in his hand. Ugh it’s only morning and he’s already stressing you out. 

~

“Why am I here?” You asked as you continued to stare at Jinyoung as he continued to drink his coffee.

He set the coffee mug down and smiled.

“Can’t a boy hang out with his friend?”

“Why do you keep calling me that?”

“Why can’t I call you that?” Jinyoung questions you and you rolled your eyes.

“You haven’t earned the right to call me your friend,”

As you said those word, Jinyoung busted out of laughter covering his mouth laughing at your remark but you rolled your eyes. 

What was so funny. 

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because of your last joke,”

“It wasn’t a joke..”

Jinyoung continued to laugh in your face and you just rolled your eyes.

“You’re annoying,”

“Mmmh if I was annoying, then why did you agree to come and get coffee with me?” Jinyoung asks you and you just stared at him and crossed your arms.

“Hm… maybe you threaten to tell Youngjae that we were going to see each other.”

“Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.”

Oh my god..

After bickering back and forth most of the time you two spent together… The two of you surprisingly started to talk about something you two had in common.. 

The two of you surprisingly had similar taste in movies…

You were always so busy arguing with Jinyoung that you never had a chance to get to know each other…

“I love horror films, but Youngjae never wants to see them,” You said as you looked down at your coffee.

“You know youngjae gets scared over the smallest things,”

“I know!”

You two began to laugh and tell stories of the time you two easily frighten Youngjae but after drinking the coffee and just talking to Jinyoung… You had to pee.

“um… where is the bathroom?”

JInyoung smiles as you awkwardly asked him… He pointed at the bathroom behind you and you got up and went your way to the bathroom…

Maybe Jinyoung wasn’t so bad…

~

Jinyoung Point of View

The more I spent time with her, the more I realized that I had to do something… 

I didn’t want to hurt Youngjae.. especially because he is bandmate but… Y/N gives me this feeling I never felt toward a female and I’ve always liked her… But youngjae beat me to her..

I was lost in my thought till… I began to feel my phone vibrate from my pocket.

I pulled out my phone but don’t see it light up or anything.

I continued to feel in my pocket and that’s when I began to remember that I had Y/N’s phone in my pocket…

How could I forget?

I looked at her phone and see the contact name who was calling her.

My Soulmate❤️

For some reason reading those words caused my heart to tighten.. 

The call stopped and a text popped up.

Where are you babe?

Should I give Y.N her phone back and tell her Youngjae is looking for her?

Just as I was about to do the right thing…. Something stops me and makes me do the opposite of that..

I turned Y/N phone completely off and placed it back in my pocket..

Something had to be done about my feelings toward Y/N and this was the first step…

~

TO BE CONTINUED

She's Got A Boyfriend Anyway

***WARNING*** Contains sexual content (GET YOUR HOLY WATER YOU SINNERS jk I’m the one that wrote it xD)

A/N: This one is a bit different, its completely different to what I’ve written considering that it contains smut (which I’m absolutely shit at writing so bare with me on this one guys. I cant write smut to save my life.) And it is based off of the song Sex by The 1975. I’ve been wanting to write something based off of this song for a while now, considering it’s one of my favourites. I hope you guys like it. Also tell me what you think of it, I appreciate feedback guys.

I felt so awkward writing this oml

Prompt: You and Dan have a ‘friends with benefits’ type thingy but at the same time you’re casually seeing someone, but nothings official. And then shit happens.

Word Count: 2455 words

Genre: Smut (but fluff at the same time, idk there needs to be more fanfic genres)

“And I’m not trying to stop you love, if we’re gonna do anything we might as well just fuck. She’s got a boyfriend anyway, she’s got a boyfriend anyway…”

Dan’s P.O.V

The sound of moans and skin against skin fills the room that I am currently in. Sweat starts beading down my forehead as I thrust into the beautiful girl beneath me. Her moans are like music to my ears. I can feel my orgasm hitting. I put my head in the crook of (y/n)’s neck and stifle a load moan that I can feel coming up in my throat. My body shakes in pleasure, but as I am about to come, I hear a beeping coming from (y/n)’s phone, kinda ruining the mood. I stop abruptly as she reached over to my bedside table to grab her phone, apologizing.

“I’m so sorry, Dan but I’ve gotta go. I have a date and I need to get ready.” She says sighing. I pull out of her, so I can let her get out of bed and get changed.

“Is it with that Jackson guy again?” I ask, slightly jealous. She nods answering my question and I mentally sigh. Of course it’s gonna be Jackson. The guy that (Y/n) has been “casually” seeing for the past couple of months. “Oh, have fun. Call me later on and tell me how it went.” I say as she’s darting around the room trying to find her clothes in my room, which is basically a bomb site.

“I’ll see you later on.” She pecks my lips when she’s managed to get dressed and then rushes out the door, to go back to her flat and get ready for her date. Ugh, why does it have to be Jackson. He’s so weird.

I hear Phil emerge from the lounge and walk into his room. He must’ve seen (y/n) through the crack of the closed door. Poor Phil, having to put up with all of mine and (y/n)’s noise. I asked him if he wanted to leave, he said no, that’s his own fault.

“About time. I thought you two would’ve gone on forever” Phil says as he comes into my room. He sits down on my desk chair, probably waiting for an answer.

“It could’ve.” I smirked at Phil as he cringes, making a gagging noise. I giggle at his face. “But she had a date with that Jackson guy.” Phil was the only one who knew that I really liked (y/n). Heck, i was basically in love with her.

“Wait, she’s still seeing that guy? Why was she over here then?” Phil asks confused. I just shrug and sigh sadly. Phil takes this as his cue to leave and wonders back into his room, and now I am left alone with my thoughts. I decide that I’ve had enough for today, and I feel extremely exhausted, and just decide to go to sleep.

*5 Hours laaaatttteeeerrrr*

I hear my phone vibrating and going off on the bedside table beside me. I open my eyes and answer it, not bothering to check the caller I.D.

“Hello?” I ask tiredly. It was like 11pm, but I was tired. The day really drained the energy out of me.

“Dan! Guess what?” I recognised the voice as (y/n)’s. I smiled at her excited tone of voice

“What happened?” I ask with a slight giggle. Hearing (Y/N) excited makes me happy.

“Jackson asked me to be his girlfriend, AND I SAID YES!” And like that, my heart sunk into my stomach. It felt like my whole world had just crashed. The girl that I really really really like is now in a relationship. I should’ve made my move when I had the chance. I don’t know why, but I just feel shocked.

“R-Really! Congrats!” I congratulate her with fake excitement in my voice.

“Ahhh, I’m buzzing so much right now. Thank you, Dan. I’ll call you later. Bye!” She says and then hangs up, and I’m left to just look out at the wall in my room with a blank expression on my face and a heavy heart.

*2 months later*

From: (Y/N)
To: Dan
Hey Dan, just finishing up dinner with Jackson and his parents, I’ll be over for our movie night in about 15 minutes -(Y/N)

I read the text message over and over in my head, excited that I get to see one of my best friends/the girl I really like. Ever since she’s been with Jackson, she hasn’t really had time to hang out with Phil and I anymore, so as you could probably guess, I was extremely ecstatic when she asked to hang out with Phil and I.

I was so immersed in the text message that I didn’t even hear (Y/N) knocking at the front door, until Phil told me to go and grab the door and to stop being weird (thanks Phil). I basically run down the stairs, and you know me, I never run. I open the front door to reveal the beautiful (y/n) in front of me. I smile at her endearingly.

“Hey Dan! So I brought a couple of movies to watch, and some food.” (Y/n) says holding up a plastic bag full of stuff. I let her through the door and make our way up the stairs. (Y/n) puts her things down on the floor in the lounge whilst Phil and I grab our pillows and blankets from our room. We walk in the lounge to see that (Y/N) has all the food set up into bowls and stuff like that.

“So, what do you guys want to watch?”

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As the end credits rolled down the screen, I looked over to see that Phil was fast asleep and (Y/N) had turned her attention to me.

“Thank you for tonight, Dan. I really had fun watching movies with you and Phil. I missed you guys so much.” She says smiling, putting a sweet into her mouth. I could hear the hard sweet hitting against her tongue piercing as she sucked on the sweet.

“My pleasure. I really missed you too. We haven’t really hung since we, we uh- um you know” I’m too awkward to say it.

“Since we last had sex? It’s true though, I mean we really only hung out here when we fucked.” She laughs which puts a smile on my face. I blush from her words. It’s true though.

“Ahhhh those were the days. It was really funny though, last time, I asked Phil if he wanted to leave and he said no, and then after you left he looked traumatized” I reminisced about the last time we had sex.

“Goddammit Phil, he did that to himself. To be honest coming over here to fuck with you, made me forget about a whole lot of issues going on, so uh thank you for being my fuck buddy I guess.” She pokes her tongue out at me giving me a clear sight of that tongue piercing of hers.

For some reason I can feel myself becoming more nervous with this conversation topic. Is she hinting at something? Is she going somewhere with conversation? No you idiot, she’s got a boyfriend. She has a boyfriend who really likes her and she really likes him. I see (Y/N) pickup her phone and start checking her messages. I hear her sigh as she turns to me.

“Sorry, Dan but I have to go home. Jackson’s having electrical problems at his flat and is over at mine now.” She says getting up out of the covers. Jackson really has to ruin everything, doesn’t he?

“I can walk you, your flat isn’t too far from here, plus I don’t want you walking by yourself this late.” I offer. Thankfully she accepts my offer and we were getting our stuff ready to head out. As we were walking down the street towards her flat, I can’t help but think of the conversation we just had. Did it mean anything or was it just meaningless banter?

With all of the silence and all of the thinking going on in my head, I didn’t even realize that we had actually made it to (Y/n)’s flat until she put her arms around me, hugging me, thanking me for the movie night.

“I’ll see you another time, Dan.” And like that she disappears into her flat. I walk back home by myself still thinking about the conversation? Why did i have to be an idiot and bring it up, and then act all nervous and awkward talking about it.

I walk back home, thinking about that conversation once again, it had to mean something to her if she kept talking about it right?

As soon as i get home, i take off of my shoes and go straight to bed. The conversation keeps replaying in my head, and I can’t sleep. Guess I’m in for another sleepless night.

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I hear a mysterious knocking at the front door. I check my phone to see that it’s only 11am, so so so early. I groan as i get up out of bed and walk down to the front door to see (Y/n) standing there looking as perfect as ever, and I just cant help myself.

“Hey Dan. I left my charger he-” I cut her off with my lips needful on top of hers. I feel her kiss back, which makes me incredibly happy, until she pulls away. “Dan, w-we can’t, I-I have a b-boyfr-” And once again my lips are back on hers, in a needy way, and she still kissed back.

She pulled on my hair as her tongue entered my mouth forcefully. We pulled apart and basically sprinted up the stairs and ran into my room. As soon as we got in my room, she was taking off of her top, and then her lips were on mine again.

“A-are you sure you wa-” I was going to ask if this what she really wanted but she cut me off before I could finish my question

“Shut up, Dan.” She demands and then pushes me onto the bed straddling my waist as she kisses me in a passionate and lustful manner. We only break apart when it comes to taking off each others clothing.

We ended up switching positions, where I ended up being on top of her, kissing her everywhere, letting her know how beautiful she is. And as i am on top of her, kissing all over her body, I can’t help but think of her with Jackson. Does he take care of her? Or could I easily fill his shoes? I don’t even know anymore.
And then just like that, we went back to doing what we usually would when hanging out with each other. We would fuck, but this time, this time to me it felt different. I don’t know if she could feel it too, but everything felt different. And I really liked it.

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“We should like go on a road trip or something.” I say randomly as I had the most beautiful girl in the world cuddled into my arms. It’s like she’s mine and she always has been

“Yeah, a road trip sounds great. It’s actually what I need.” She agrees to my idea. And then I had a random question come into my head, and it was kinda personal.

Are you and Jackson doing alright?“ I asked, there it is, the question is out in the open and I feel my heart rate speed up pondering and awaiting her answer.

“Yeah he’s a great guy, he’s really sweet. But sometimes, I feel as if relationships aren’t my thing at the moment. What we had going on was good and all, but sometimes I just don’t know anymore?” She answers, and I have no idea how to feel about it. I don’t know what to feel. “So this road trip. When were you thinking?”

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“Alright, is that everything?” I ask as we pack up (Y/n)’s car. We were finally taking that road trip. That well needed road trip.

“Yes sir. Everything is all good to go. I had the car checked and everything yesterday.”

“Great. Lets go!” I say and then get in the passengers seat of the car, and we were on our way.

We were about 1 hour and 45 minutes out of London, when all of a sudden, we got a flat tire. And guess what? We didn’t have a spare tire.

“So I’ve called the roadside recovery place, and they’re not going to be here for another 4 hours.” (Y/n) explains. Great this is just great. We decide to just talk the time away, catch up a bit on what we missed out on in each other’s lives.

“How are you and Jackson?” I ask. She immediately looks to the floor of the car and back up at me, looking kinda sad

“I broke up with him. And before you ask why, it was because I was in love with someone else.” I was flabbergasted. How come she didn’t tell me this sooner? I would never have brought it up if she had.

“Who is it?”

“You.”

And I swear in that moment I was absolutely speechless. I was so incredibly happy. I looked at her and she almost looked mortified.

“Ditto.” I smile at her and I swear to god, this was the best day of my life. Despite the circumstances, it is still the best day of my life.

I’m Still Me

Title: I’m Still Me

Characters: Sister!Reader, Sam, Dean

Word Count: 3112

Request: hi can you do an imagine where you are there sister ( like 17?) and you come home one night with a hickey?

A/N: So alright this request was pretty great to write but I wish there was more detail in the request so I could write more to what you guys want! But I love the requests nonetheless please keep sending them in! Oh and by the way just because you have had sex doesn’t make you a slut or anything. Only you can say when you’re ready and as long as you know you are then that’s all that matters!


You shuddered as you brought your coat around your shoulders, the cool burst of air sending chills up your spine. It was 1:00 in the morning, and unlike your brothers, you weren’t in the bunker sleeping. You were outside, walking back to the bunker after sneaking out. But this was nothing new to you, you always snuck out. You knew Sam and Dean would never expect that behavior from you, which made it so easy to slip out without their knowledge. To them you had always been a badass hunter but their sister nonetheless, and the moment you all found out you were related you knew you couldn’t live a life without them and they felt the same about you. So long story short, you became a hunter and lived with them, the decision mostly made out of necessity then want. When you went to live with them, you were 13, and now, at 17, you couldn’t be any closer to them. You loved them with all your heart and they knew everything about you, from your favorite color to your favorite food. But there was one thing about you that they didn’t know about, and that was your loss of innocence. From their eyes you were a sarcastic, badass, and funny girl but you were their little sister, and they thought that you were still very innocent, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. You had always been an intellectual girl who loved days where you could be curled up in a ball on the couch with a ball, but that didn’t stop you from loving the days when you could completely let loose and have some fun. When you were 15, you had sex for the very first time, and since then there had been many others who you have slept with. At first you felt like what you were doing was wrong, sneaking around and sleeping with guys, but you quickly realized that it was your body and that you knew you were ready, and if you wanted to do it you shouldn’t feel bad about. You realized that just because you had had sex several times that that didn’t define who you were. So on days when you were in the mood for some fun you went to one of the many high school parties around your town and you went their, most of the time just dancing and occasionally making out with guys, but there were times when you would hook up with a guy, and tonight was one of those nights. You had had a good time, but when you saw the time you realized that you should get back home and get some sleep so there wouldn’t be any questions as to why you were tired. 

You turned your way to the bunker and went to the side of it where you left your pajamas. You quickly slipped on the pajama pants over your shorts and put on a sweatshirt over your thin jacket. You then rubbed your eyes with your sleeve; taking off what you thought was a satisfactory amount of makeup before heading towards the door. You pulled out your key and quietly turned it, careful not to make to much sound. You then opened the door and quickly slipped inside, shutting the door behind you, when you noticed something was out of place. You saw the lights in the library on and you gulped, knowing that they usually weren’t on at this time. You immediately pulled out your knife from your shorts that you were wearing and you held it in front of you. You continued walking until you got toward the corner of the library and then you sighed before turning around the corner. What you found immediately made you lower your arm. Sam and Dean were around the table, papers scattered and their duffels packed and ready to go.  They quickly looked up at you with a confused but relieved expression.

“Where were you?” Dean asked, his voice stern. You gulped but tried to act like you didn’t do anything wrong.

“I went for a walk, couldn’t sleep.” You said casually, walking towards them. Dean didn’t seem to see a flaw in your excuse and he looked back down at the papers, shuffling things around, but the look Sam gave you seemed as though he didn’t quite believe you just yet.

“Why does it look like you were in the rain with makeup on then?” he asked. Dean then looked up at you and scrunched his eyebrows, his confusion evident to. You widened your eyes and looked down.

“Um, I must have fallen asleep with it on or something,” you mumbled, running a hand through your hair. “Why do I look that bad?” you asked, trying to change the course of the conversation. They both let out a laugh and you smiled to yourself, knowing that you successfully adverted the conflict.

“Nah I always thought raccoons were kind of cute,” Dean said, smirking a bit. You rolled your eyes and went over to him, shoving him to the side.

“What are you guys doing up anyways?” you asked, looking at the papers. You noticed they were newspaper clippings and police reports , and then you put everything together.

“Ugh don’t tell me we have another case,” you groaned, throwing your head on Dean’s shoulder.

“Oh get over it and get your stuff ready. It’s a 11 hour drive,” Sam said, putting all the papers together. You sighed but went off to your room, throwing taking the bag you always left ready in case of hunts and taking a few makeup wipes to take off your makeup. You then changed out of your clothes, taking off what was underneath your pajamas and getting more comfortable. As you finished packing the rest of your last minute things you took a moment to thank yourself for not drinking past your limit tonight and you walked out of your room. You went to the library where you found them waiting and you gestured with your head towards the garage.

“Shall we?” you asked.

“We shall,” Dean said as you all started walking toward the garage. You walked toward the impala and put your stuff in the trunk before making your way into the backseat and leaning your head against the window.

“Oh Y/N,” Sam said when you were all in the car, him and Dean turning back to face you, “Next time at least leave a note before talking a walk.” You nodded and they turned to face; you laying your head on the window as you drove off. You slept the whole ride, waking up occasionally for a few minutes as Sam and Dean stopped to switch off driving while the other slept.




“Mmm no,” you said as you felt a shove on your shoulder.

“Y/N you have to get up were at the motel and Dean’s getting our room,” Sam said, throwing your duffel bag at you. You snapped your eyes open at the sudden impact and groaned, punching your bag out of frustration for your interrupted sleep.

“Fuck you,” you said to Sam for no quite reason. He then looked at you and rolled his eyes.

“Y/N You slept for 11 hours. Stop whining,” he said, walking away from the car. You got out of the backseat and slammed the door shut.

“Maybe you should stop being an asshole,” you muttered to yourself, making a face to the back of his head as he was talking to Dean in the office. You leaned against the car and rubbed your eyes, pushing your hair out of your face.

“You coming sleeping beauty?” Dean asked, rolling his eyes. You stuck your middle finger up but nonetheless you picked up your bag and walked with them to the room you would all share. You got in and set you duffel down, immediately walking toward the bathroom. You took care of yourself and then rested your hands on either side of the sink, looking into the mirror. You then ran a hand through your hair and froze at what you saw. There along your neck were several visible hickeys.

“Shit shit shit,” you muttered to yourself as you let your hair fall.

“Everything alright in there?” you heard Dean holler to you. You looked at the door with wide eyes and nodded before realizing that they couldn’t see you.

“Yah I’m fine I just dropped something,” you quickly replied before looking back at the mirror. You then took some makeup you left in your toiletries bag and applied foundation to the areas until they were covered. You decided to leave your hair down for extra measures and you let out a sigh at your close call. Content with your work you walked out of the bathroom, throwing your bag on the bed.

“About time,” Sam said, letting out a chuckle.

“Oh Sammy when are you going to learn that girls have more necessities?” you asked, smirking at him. He rolled his eyes and took a look at the papers from the bunker that he pulled out. 

“So what do you guys think we’re hunting?” you asked, getting some coffee they made and taking a sip of it.

“Werewolf,” Dean said, coming toward the table.

“Ahh how fun,” you said, taking a look at the papers. You guys then went to talk to the police and hold interviews with the victims and witnesses, until you finally found the possible place of where the werewolf was. You three then pilled in the impala and headed toward the warehouse that you pinpointed the werewolf would be. Once you got there, around 12:00 am, you pulled out your guns with silver bullets and armed yourself with silver blades just as a precautionary measure.

“Alright Y/N and Dean make your way inside, I’ll go from the back and see if I find anything,” Sam said.

“That shouldn’t be anything new,” Dean mumbled, letting a smirk fall on his lips. You let out a small smile and Sam just rolled his eyes.

“Really Dean!?” Sam whispered screamed.

“Sam this is no time to stall. We’re professionals,” Dean said, gesturing his hand with his gun toward the back of the house. Sam gave him his famous bitch face but walked to the back of the house. You and Dean then got serious and made your way to the front of the house, quietly opening the door and quickly checking all areas, finally meeting up with Sam halfway. You pointed upstairs and gestured your head in that direction. 

Upstairs you mouthed, to which Dean nodded his head. You guys made your way upstairs silently, and once you got upstairs you noticed that a room at the end of the hallway was illuminated. You quickly went there, checking all rooms on your way, until you reached the door.

One, two, three, Dean mouthed before opening the door. You all quickly looked around the room, but found it empty. 

“What’s going on?” you asked as you neared the table toward the center, finding some papers there.

“I don’t know,” Sam said, him and Dean close behind you looking at the papers too. You started moving the papers around, checking what was on the table, and then you came to a horrific conclusion. On the table were pictures and information of past victims, each one with a x through their faces. You sighed and then noticed that a corner of a paper was sticking out. You tilted your head and pulled it out, finding a picture of a girl. But what made this picture so special was that there was no x through it.

“Dean,” you said, trailing off.

“We have to go,” Dean said. You nodded, taking the picture with you and turning around, only to be met with what you were looking for. There in front of you were 2 werewolves standing in front of the doorway. Before you had time to react they were at you, throwing you against the wall. You landed with a thud and watch Sam and Dean fight them off, and you saw Sam kill one before they were both thrown against the wall by the one werewolf; passing out from the impact. The were wolf then walked toward Sam and Dean, obviously forgetting that you were there, and you used it to your advantage. You got up, wincing from the pain, and you grabbed your knife, your gun thrown across the room. The werewolf then turned to you and at that point you lunged. You attacked the werewolf, avoiding its punch and stabbing it right in its chest. The blood splattered on you from the stab, and you wiped your face, quickly making your way to Sam and Dean and slapping them awake. Once you found out they were ok you all proceeded to getting rid of the bodies and heading back to the motel.
The car ride was quiet, everyone mostly down from the high of the hunt. Once you finally got to the motel you sighed a sigh of relief and got out of the car.

“I call the bed,” you said, jumping on the bed. Sam jumped on the other bed, claiming it as his own and Dean groaned, knowing he would have to take the couch.

“I hate you guys,” Dean said, grabbing a washcloth for himself and passing one to you and Sam. You took the rag and went to the sink, wetting the cloth and then wiping it on your face, cleaning off the blood. You then walked toward Dean, handing him the cloth and facing him. 

“Can you help me out?” you asked, moving your hair to the side. He nodded and wiped your face off and then went to your neck, cleaning the blood. You looked at the celling, waiting for him to finish, when he abruptly stopped.

“Y/N what the hell is this?” Dean asked, raising his voice. Your eyes widened at the realization of what he discovered and you quickly moved away from him, letting your hair fall.

“What’s going on?” Sam asked, raising his eyebrows.

“It was the werewolf,” you said, trailing off. 

“What was the werewolf?” Sam asked, getting nearer to you. You looked at Dean and saw that he was furious, and not falling for your crap.

“I didn’t know a werewolf throwing you against the wall left things that looked like hickeys on your neck!” Dean said, his voice getting dangerously steady. 

“What did he just say?” Sam said, stepping towards you. You looked down and bit your lip, knowing there was no way out.

“Ok it is a hickey,” you softly said, not making eye contact.

“Who gave it to you and when,” Dean said, demanding an answer more than asking. You winced at the question, knowing he would not like your response.

“I got it yesterday,” you said. 

“Yesterday night,” Sam said, nodding his head, “Where were you? And don’t give me the taking a walk crap.”

“I was at a party.” A long silence followed that statement and you could feel the awkwardness.

“What kind of party?” Dean asked through clenched teeth.

“A high school party,” was all you needed to say. Sam ran his hand through his hair and Dean looked away.

“What else have you done?” Dean asked, voice low.

“Dean come one,” Sam said, feeling as though Dean might have gone a little far with that question but Dean wasn’t letting up. 

“What else have you done?” he said, separating every word. You took a sigh and nodded.

“I’ve,” you said, not sure if you should say the worst, but you decided that eventually you would have to say it. “I’ve had sex.”

“What!” both of the brothers screamed.

“Guy’s calm down,” you said, knowing there was no way to actually get them to calm down.

“No I’m not going to calm down. Who the fuck did that to you!?” Dean screamed.

“First of all Dean no one did this to me, it was my own choice!” you screamed, upset that he would say something like that. Once he realized your frustration he nodded, his face a bit more softer than before.

“Y/N who was this guy last night?” Sam asked, his words soft but his eyes hard.

“I don’t know his name,” you said, looking down.

“Are you kidding me,” Dean said, ice back in his voice. You shook your head and looked at them.

“And I didn’t loose my virginity to him, even though I did have sex with him.”

You said, meeting their eyes. You weren’t regretful of what you did, and though you didn’t want them to find out like this, they would just have to deal with it.

“Oh my god,” Dean said, running a hand over his face. 

“And when did you lose it?” Sam asked.

“15,” you said nodding. They were silent, not looking at you, and you couldn’t stand the feel in the room.

“Look guys, I know you both think I’m this innocent little girl, but im not. I’m 17 and I’ve seen way more than most people every will in their whole life. I can make my own decisions and I don’t regret my decisions on sex. Yes I do go out and party a lot and yesterday was one of the many times I’ve snuck out before to go to a party but I’m responsible. I’m not asking you guys to be happy that your little sister has had sex, but I’m asking you guys to trust me and my judgment.” They looked at each other and sighed, then looked at you.

“Look Y/N were not thrilled about this news but you’re right. It’s your choice and who are we to say if you’re ready or not,” Sam said.

“And Y/N, we trust you,” Dean added. You looked at them and smiled, and then hugged them. 

“Thank you so much guys it feels really good having my brothers approve of me,” you said smiling.

“Alright alright,” Dean said, showing a slight smile, “But that doesn’t mean you’re not off the hook from sneaking out.”

“Mmhmm yah sure Dean,” you said, rolling your eyes as you walked towards the bathroom.

“We’re serious Y/N,” Sam said, trying to hide the smile on his face.

“Of course you guys are,” you said, closing the door to the bathroom before they could say anything else.

“Y/N!!” Dean said, dragging out your name. you leaned against the door and laughed, shaking your head to yourself and smiling; the joy of having them accept your decisions being the best part of your night.

Let us in part 3

part 1 is here

part 2 is here 

John Laurens x reader 

(omg im sorry this one took a while. if you’re following me you know I got drunk on the first day (and wrote a joke part 3) and today my friend asked me to be his freaking bf so a lot is happening but no worries I’m still writing! )

HERCULESM: I’m done at 7. I know Alexander is done around 6:30 (you are not working extra hours tonight! ) so should we maybe meet around 8 the usual place? 

lafayette: Sounds cool 

A.Ham: All right 

TURTLELOVER: I’m cool with that. What about you (Y/N)? 

HERCULESM: It says she is offline right now but she will see this once she gets online 

TURTLELOVER: aight I’l see y’all tonight

the ‘usual place’ was a small cafe that served about pretty much anything, it was nice, not too expensive and had free wifi. what more could you ask for. 

Hercules showed up first, 10 minutes early, then Lafayette and John, Alexander came 10 minutes late. But there was still no sign of you. the group stayed and chatted for a while. 

“Is (Y/N) not coming?” John asked the group 

Alexander and Hercules looked at each other, confused about why you were not here yet. 

Lafayette quickly replied “She is! I’m sure of it! She is probably still just getting ready! I can call her to be sure yes?” 

“No. If she doesn’t want to come it’s fine we shouldn’t force her” John looked down at his coffee cup as he said that, Obviously a bit upset. was 

“but-”

“Laf. Don’t call her ok?” 

“..ok” 

“Promise?” 

“yes yes. But i have to go the bathroom now” 

 “are you going in there to call her?” 

“I am shocked! You think I would betray a promise? shame on you” with that he ran into the bathroom he locked himself in and grabbed his phone and dialed your number

You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing you reached for your phone and answered “ hello?” 

“Did you just wake up?” 

“Lafayette? ugh yeah I was pretty tired. What time is it?” 

“It’s around 9 pm! We were all supposed to meet here at 8! We’ve been sending you messages!” 

“Oh shit I overslept. Do I -Wait why is your voice so echo-y? are you in the bathroom? oh my god Lafayette-” 

“Unimportant! We are waiting! What were you going to say Do you?” 

“ugh, Do I have time to get ready?” 

“oooooo wanna look pretty for John?” You could practically hear his grin 

“….Do I have time?” 

“Nope! get over here as soon as possible we can’t wait much longer for the fifth member of our group We are incomplete (Y/N). How can you do this to usss?” 

“Fine. I will be over soon” You got up and saw you had some missed messages from the group chat you quickly looked through them to see where they told you to meet them since Lafayette didn’t mention it in the phone call . You charged your phone while you quickly changed clothes and fixed your hair. You tried to get a little ready as soon as possible. Once you were done you put on your shoes and left.  You decided to walk since the weather wasn’t so bad. It took you about 15 minutes to get there walking. . You walked in and it didn’t take long for you to spot the table where your group of friends were at. They were always the loudest ones. 

You approached the table 

“(Y/N) YOU CAME!!” Lafayette shouted 

“Well yeah you cal-” 

“ssshh” you raised a brow as he rudely shushed you. 

“Okay?” You sat down next to your friends and greeted them 

“Where’s John?” You asked them they all reacted with huge grins

“aww miss your boyfriend?” Hercules asked 

“He’s not my boyfriend! Just tell me where he is!” 

“He is just in the bathroom” Alexander said before taking a sip from his cup. 

John came back and sat down next to you 

“Hi (Y/N)” 

“Hey John! Sorry I’m late ” 

“It’s fine” 

Lafayette sighed and turned to Alexander “This is awkward to watch, He is usually a flirt I wanna see something happen” He whispered to him 

“You know you whisper really loudly” you said obviously annoyed 

“hah. Sorry” 

the next hour you spent with your friends chatting, You tried to have conversations with John but he kept giving you short simple answers. It seemed as if he was annoyed. 

Your mind started racing. Why did he seem annoyed? Was he annoyed at you? Did he not want you here? Is he mad you accidentally announced in the group chat about your crush? have your friends been bothering him with his and now he’s annoyed? 

before you could think about this more Lafayette stood up 

“It’s getting late. I should go I have to be up early and so do Alexander and Hercules. lets go” before you and John could react Lafayette had grabbed the two men and practically ran out. 

It was quiet for a little bit before John said “I should probably go too.” He stood up and walked away you instantly followed him outside the cafe and grabbed his arm making him turn around. 

“Are you mad at me?” 

“What?” 

“Are you mad at me? We can usually talk for hours and hours sometimes even about just the same thing but you have barely said a word to me tonight. Are you mad?” 

“You didn’t come at first. I know Lafayette called you to get you to come, it was obvious. You didn’t want to see me right? Did you send that text to the group on purpose? to see what I would say? Embarrass me? If you don’t want me around you that’s fine I can go” 

You stared at him for a second, hurt he would actually think you would hurt  him “He did call me yes. I was asleep and he woke me up. I fell asleep because I was so nervous about seeing you tonight. I did not send that on purpose, that was really embarrassing for me I meant to send it to Angelica. I really do like you. I’ve had the biggest crush on you for so long. You are my best friend I feel like I can always talk to you I would never try to embarrass you. I would never hurt you , John” you let go off his arm as you said the last part.

He held on to both of your hands “I’m sorry (Y/N) I shouldn’t have assumed. I just really like you a lot and I just got nervous about thinking that maybe you didn’t want me around and just-” 

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m just glad I know you aren’t mad at me” 

You both stood there for half a moment just staring at each other and smiling 

“This is the part where you kiss me” You whispered. John chuckled and placed his hand on your hip, pulling you a little closer and placed his other palm on your cheek and leaned in to kiss you

It didn’t last long but it was perfect, His lips were soft and perfect for yours you didn’t want it to end but then he pulled away, you looked at him with the biggest smile on your face you glanced to the side and looked at John right away again bursting into laughter 

“What? What’s so funny” 

you pointed in the direction with your head while still laughing

John looked in the direction, it was across the street a bar and in the window you could see , Alexander, Lafayette and Hercules all looking at you two but trying to seem as if they weren’t it didn’t take long for John to start laughing too “I can’t believe they have been spying this whole time” 

You looked in their direction again and waved the 3 men looked embarrassed and looked away right away

as soon as you two stopped laughing you were both looking at each other still smiling 

“So (Y/N) How would you feel about heading back to my place?” 

“On the first date? Oh mister Laurens how scandalous” you joked 

“Just to watch a movie maybe cuddle and see how things go?” 

“I’d like that” 

His smile grew wider and he held on to your hand and lead the way, You knew your friends were watching from the bar trying to figure out where you were going, You knew it wouldn’t take long for them to figure it out and the next time they would see you the jokes wouldn’t end but you didn’t care you all ready had it planned out to just make out with John in front of them to make them (mostly Lafayette) uncomfortable if they joked about you two. This night is going to be fun and the next time you see your friends will be too. 


((AAAAAAA I’m sorry I know this is short and I know it isn’t as good as part 2 omg I was just so nervous about writing part 3 and ahh its 5 am im tired, I tried writing part 3 like 500 times and decided to just use this one and hope at least some of you like it (I’l double check for spelling mistakes in the morning im too tired right now rip ) oh and also you can send requests!! )))

CEO!Luke Part 18

Y/N’s POV:

Today’s a new day. It’s time to get back to work. I missed it quite frankly. It’s about 6:15 AM right now and I’m in need of coffee to start my day off. I gradually get out of bed and my way to the kitchen. I grab a Dunkin Donut’s K-Cup and pop it into my Keurig hitting brew. My clothes for the day are already laid out on my couch and I have my purse ready to go so I don’t waste too much time. I only got about 6 hours of sleep last night because I kept on having tiny hot flashes which annoyed the crap out of me but I eventually fell asleep. Today I’m wearing black work pants with this cute violet top I bought at H&M. I slip off my PJ’s and toss them into my dirty laundry bin and put on a fresh pair of panties. I let out a sigh of relief unclipping my bra which is honestly the best feeling in the world. Honestly, I don’t want to wear a bra to work today but my top is kind of see through so that is not an option. I quickly put on a new bra and slip my top on and pants as well. Running over to my Keurig, I grab my thermal cup and pour my hot coffee into that so it doesn’t get cold. I twist the cap tight shut and place it near my door so I don’t forget it. 6:30 AM is shown on the clock as I have about 25 minutes to be on time for work. I speed walk into my bathroom doing my hair, makeup, and a pee break since I didn’t get to do that yet. As always, I add some waves into my hair creating some volume to it. I run my fingers through my hair a few times then apply my mascara. Finishing up, I look at myself in the mirror satisfied with how I look. I shut the light off in my bathroom and check my phone. No messages or missed calls. Just the picture of Luke and I in Vegas shining on my screen.

I throw my phone into my purse and put my heels on. After that, I grab my coffee and head out the door for work. Being back in the city makes me happy because every day is busy and exciting. Even though the sounds of car horns wake me up every morning, each day is different which I find so interesting. The traffic isn’t so bad this morning and it takes me about 5 minutes to get to work. I’m excited to see Clara and how she is holding up about being back at work. I laugh to myself knowing the minute she sees me, she’s going to complain right away. I pull into the building parking lot and park on the second floor. I usually get a spot on the first level but Eric the mail guy always steals my damn spot. I don’t mind though because there’s an elevator that takes me quickly to the lobby. I reach behind me to grab my work bag that has all my paperwork and stuff like that in it. I throw my keys in my purse and pull out some chapstick applying that to my lips. I get out and lock my car while walking to the elevator. About 3 minutes later, the doors open and I see my red headed best friend sitting looking lonely at her desk. She notices my presence and waves me over to her. “Good morning” I laugh. “I’m dead. I need to go home” she groans leaning back on her chair. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. “I woke up this morning around 3 because I had to pee and then I couldn’t get back to sleep and then Michael leaves for work around 5 which woke me up again so I’m exhausted!” she says rubbing her eyes. “And now I just smudged my mascara” she adds on. “Aw babe” I laugh at her. I pull out my extra mascara tube for touch ups and toss it onto her lap. “I love you. You know that right?” she asks me. “Yes! Now go fix those and get yourself some coffee” I tell her. “I will. How are you and little bean doing?” Clara asks referring to my belly.

“Well that is what I need to find out. I need to talk to Luke about scheduling an appointment because you know someone else got pregnant as well” I grit my teeth. “She sent me a text last night saying how Luke knocked us both up so let’s see which one he chooses” I laugh. “Ugh. Her and her little games” Clara scoffs retouching up her mascara. “I’m telling you Y/N. Something about this whole thing seems fishy to me. My Charlie Angel senses tell me that” she says. “Honestly I bet you’re right” I say looking around. “Well I gotta go upstairs. Wanna meet for lunch?” I ask her. “Of course! Does 12 work?” Clara asks. “Perfect. See you later!” I respond walking over to the elevators. I press the top floor where Luke’s office is. Butterflies start to tingle in my stomach. Anxious and excited to see him even though I was with him about 12 hours ago. The silver doors open and I walk down the small hallway to my desk. Luke’s door was closed and he wasn’t in any meetings until 9:30. I walk over to my desk and put my things on my chair. A pink sticky note sticks on the middle of my computer. “Morning Beautiful, I’d love it if you would come into my office when you are here :)”. I giggle at Luke’s little message as I rip off the note and walk over to his office. I knock 3 times waiting for an answer. “Come in!” I hear Luke say. I turn the knob and pop my head inside. I smile as I see him twiddling with a pen at his desk. “Thanks for the note” I laugh holding up the pink sticky note. “Hello Gorgeous!” he smiles getting up from his desk. The way he walks over to me makes me blush a little because he just looks so good today. Even on a Monday morning. I just stand where I am waiting for him to approach me. His hands come up to my face as he leans down placing his lips on mine kissing me hard but not too hard. I relax in his touch as he kisses me for a good solid 3 seconds then I pull away giggling. “Well good morning to you too” I smile looking at him. “I missed you Princess. I was lonely last night” he pouts then takes my hand leading me to a chair.

He walks around over to sit back at his desk as I sit down. “Aw I’m sorry. I hope it wasn’t too bad” I say to him. “I was going to call you but I didn’t because I knew you wanted some you time. But it was hard Love it was” he says. “Well I’m here now Lukey” I say. “Baby I touched myself literally seven times last night” Luke plainly says. “Luke!” I burst out. “What!? I couldn’t help myself. I just couldn’t stop thinking about you and the way you-” he says. “Okay okay not now” I laugh standing up. “Is there anything I can get you Mr. Hemming’s?” I ask him. Luke stands up and fixes his suit walking over to me. “Yes there is Ms. Y/L/N. I need you to go out to dinner with me tonight” he says now standing right in front of me smirking. “On a Monday night Sir?” I ask. “We haven’t had a nice dinner just the two of us so yes tonight” Luke grins wrapping his arms around my waist. “Will we be able to discuss doctor appointments?” I ask grabbing onto his tie. “Of course. We do need to check out our little bean don’t we?” he smiles placing his hand on my stomach. The realization of it all still shocks me. I look back up at him and kiss him softly. “I love you Luke” I shyly say. “And I love you Sweetheart. There’s no need to be scared. I’m here okay?” Luke says. I nod and lean my head on his shoulder as Luke holds me in his arms. “Everything will be alright” he reassures me again. After a few seconds, I smile and lift my head off his shoulder. I grab his grey tie with my hands pulling him down. I kiss him once again for a few moments. Luke moans into the kiss as I bite his lower lip dragging it out. “Fuck baby” he whispers. I just giggle as I let his lip go. “What was that for?” he smirks. “For looking so good today” I laugh. “Oh well thanks Love. Have you looked at yourself today though baby? God you look so beautiful as always” he says spinning me around.

“Aha stop it!” I giggle. “Alright alright” he says. “On a serious note, will you please do me a tiny favor?” Luke asks me.“Yes I will. What is it that you need?” I ask. “To make a thirty copies of this file” he says walking over to his desk to grab a piece of paper. He hands me it as I look down at it. “Sure can do” I smile. “Great” Luke grins leaning down to kiss me. I put my finger to his lips stopping him. “No kissing on the job Mr. Hemming’s” I laugh. “Oh really? I think you just broke that rule about six seconds ago Ms. Y/L/N” he says. “Well Mr. Hemming’s, some rules are meant to be broken” I whisper right in his face. I turn on my heel and walk right out his door laughing to myself heading towards the copy room. Walking into the room, I roll my eyes seeing that Eric was photo copying a book. “Hey Y/N!” he says pushing up his glasses. “Eric” I say lifting up the of the copier. “How is your morning going?” he asks me. “Fine” I casually say. “You seem stressed. Drinking enough water?” he asks. Let me give you some information on Eric. First off his full name is Eric Sleeverman. He works as the causal mail guy pushing the cart around the halls delivering mail to everyone. He loves to wear button up flannels and skinny jeans everyday. Eric has a very fine interest in chemistry and math. So why is he working as a mail man? I have no idea. One thing I know is that he loves to take my parking spot in the morning. Every morning. Let’s resume now. “Yes Eric my bodily fluids are running perfectly today thank you for asking” I say clicking on a few buttons. “Uh well that’s good” he shyly says. “Yes” I respond. “God does this thing ever work?” I ask frustrated. “You need to add more paper Y/N” Eric says. “Oh” I say noticing the tiny red flashing light signalling it needs more paper. “Thanks” I add on. “No problem. Anyway did you hear about how Mr. Lincoln and his hot niece are coming for the whole week?” he asks me.

“Okay first of all, April isn’t hot and second yes I did know” I say while loading the printer with paper. “You know she’s faking her pregnancy?” Eric says. I whip my head up and look at him. “What!?” I say a little too loudly. “You haven’t noticed it?” he asks. “N-no! She is pregnant. I saw her with a growing bump. Luke even told me she showed him the ultrasound picture” I say. “Fake belly, fake picture” Eric says plainly. “What? How do you know all this!?” I ask. “I’m everywhere Y/N” he smiles closing the door. “Okay that sounds creepy” I say backing away. “Not like that Y/N. I meant I’m smart” Eric says. “Then how do you know she’s faking it?” I inquire him. “Here sit down” he says. I sit down at the table and so does Eric. “You probably don’t know this but I attend all of Luke’s meetings. My real name isn’t Eric, it’s Jeffrey” he says. “Whoa whoa whoa what!?” I say. “Are you apart of the FBI or something?” I ask. “No haha. Jeffrey is my real name and I just prefer Eric. I like the sound of it better” he tells me. “So Jeffrey as in the one who gave Luke his keys at the Gala?” I ask him. “Yes and the waiter whose bucket you threw up into” he laughs. “Luke told me you weren’t there though” I say. “He didn’t lie to you though Y/N. I was there because I was visiting my parents in LA and volunteered as a waiter to earn some money. I know it sounds weird and too good to be true but it’s the truth” he says. “Okay so how do you know she’s faking it? I say quickly. “With my own eyes I saw her put on a fake belly bump in her car as I was outback getting more ice. Like how dumb is she!?” he laughs. “And the picture is definitely fake” he adds on. “How?” I ask. “It’s her sister’s. She’s the one that’s pregnant and the ultrasound is hers as well” he says. “Oh my god!” I scoff.

“We have to tell Luke!” I say standing up. “Not yet!” Jeffrey says. “What? Why not?” I ask. “He has a meeting in like 3 minutes with Mr. Lincoln” he tells me. “Alright then I’ll tell him after” I say. “He has meetings all day Y/N so do it tonight” he responds. “Okay” I say. “Now I have to go attend that meeting which I’m dreading” he sighs. “Jeffrey you are a hero” I say hugging him. “Aha thanks!” he laughs. “Alright I’ll let you know what goes on later” Jeffrey tells me. “Awesome thank you!” I say walking out. I speed walk over to Luke’s office and place the copied files in his mailbox outside his door so he can have them for his meeting. I grab my phone and race downstairs to tell Clara the news. I see her typing away at her computer and my grin only gets bigger. “You were right” I tell her. “Right about what?” she turns to me. “April is faking her pregnancy” I tell her. “What!?” Clara shouts. “Sh!” I laugh looking around. “How do you know?” she asks me. “Eri-I mean Jeffrey told me. “The mail guy?” she asks. “Yup” I respond. “He told me that she uses a fake belly bump and shows everyone her sister’s ultrasound picture” I add on. “I knew something was fishy about this!” Clara says. “Are you going to tell Luke?” she asks. “I will later on after he finishes all his meetings” I tell her. “Ugh I just want to tell him now you know? That I’m the one pregnant with his child. That I’m the one you know? Not her” I sigh. “You are the one Y/N. I have always told you that. April’s little games will never work. No matter how hard she tries she will always fail” Clara says. “You’re right. Want to grab some lunch now?” I ask. “Yeah let’s go. I’m starving” she groans getting up. We both walk over to the food court and grab salads. I grab a Snapple to go along with my salad as we sit down at our usual table. “Have you and Luke discussed doctor’s appointments yet?” Clara asks me. “We are tonight” I tell her opening the container to my salad. “I wonder if your gonna have a boy or girl” she smiles pouring her dressing. “Aha we’ll just have to wait and see in a few weeks” I say sipping my drink.

“Psst” I hear. I turn around and see Jeffrey behind me with his laptop open. “Hi Jeffrey! Come sit with us” I offer him. He pulls up a chair next to Clara and I. “Hi Clara” he smiles. “Hey Jeffrey” she says back. “How did the meeting go?” I ask him. “It was good. We talked about construction dates for the Lincoln hotel and April wouldn’t stop asking questions” he sighs. “What kind of questions?” Clara asks. “Questions that had nothing to do with the meeting. She asked about where her and Luke are going to live and all that crap when the whole time you can see the fake maternity strap showing on the side of her dress” he laughs. “Oh wow” Clara scoffs. “I would have said something to her but Mr. Lincoln was giving me the death glare” Jeffrey says. “One thing I do know is that she is trying get Luke’s money. That’s was her only goal from the beginning and she is only making it worse for herself by now faking a pregnancy” he adds on. “That’s fraud!” I say. “Exactly she can either get sued or arrested by doing this” he tells us. “And so can Mr. Lincoln for hiding this since he is a family member and a very big CEO of his own company. So in the end, they both go down” Jeffrey says pushing up his glasses. “Jeffrey are you working for the FBI?” Clara asks. “No! I’m just the mail guy who has very great detective skills” he laughs. “That’s what I thought at first” I giggle. “So what do we do now?” Clara asks. “Well Luke still has a couple more hours of meetings. So I say that you Y/N tell him everything I told you earlier later on to him and then maybe tomorrow we can set a plan” Jeffrey says. “Okay sounds good!” I smile eating the last piece of salad. “I better get up for that meeting” Jeffrey says standing up. “Thank you again!” I smile and he nods walking over to the elevators. “Oh shit” Clara says. “I know” I sigh leaning back. “I honestly can’t wait to tell him!” I smile. Clara returns a smile as we both walk over to the trash and throw away our containers. “I’ll see you later” I tell her walking upstairs. 

6:45 PM

I have been working on a few files that Clara asked me to type up for her. I haven’t seen Luke since this morning and my nerves are only getting bigger and bigger. I click print and wait until three sheets of paper come out of the printer. I grab them and race down to give them to her since Luke is almost out of his meeting. Half of the building usually leaves by now while the other half stays late due to their different job positions. “Hey I have these for you” I tell Clara handing her over the papers. “Great thank you so much! Are you going to go tell Luke now?” she asks me. “Yup!” I smile. “Well good luck! Call me later okay?” she asks. “Yes I will! Bye babe!” I say racing up to go tell Luke the great news. I almost trip on my heels in the hallway since I’m walking so fast. I say a friendly hello to a few businessmen as they pass by me. They must of been leaving the last meeting of the day. My smile grows bigger and bigger as I get closer and closer to Luke’s office. I decide to collect my things before Luke and I head back to his place for the night. I wrap my purse around my shoulder grabbing my keys off my desk. I take a deep breath before turning the knob of Luke’s door. The biggest smile plasters on my face as I open the door. “Luke! Guess wha-. Oh my god!” I step back as my eyes couldn’t deal with the sight in front of me. April straddling Luke’s waist right in front of me kissing his lips. “Luke!?” I ask with disgust. Luke whips his head off and looks over at me with wide eyes. “Y/N! No it’s not what yo-” he tries to say. “Oh it’s exactly what it looks like!” I say with tears forming in my eyes. Luke pushes April off of him as I run out the door the best I can. “Y/N wait!” Luke calls after. “I’m not waiting for you Luke!” I cry out not holding in my tears anymore. He catches up to me and grabs my arm pulling me towards him. “Baby it wasn’t what it looked like” he says to me with pleading eyes. “You were kissing her back Luke!” I say. “She came onto me the second you came in! I’m not lying Y/N” Luke says. “I just want to go home Luke!” I cry trying to stop my tears. “Y/N please believe me! I wouldn’t do that to you” Luke responds. I shake my head and just turn away from him. “Goodnight Luke” I mumble leaving him there alone.

That was Part 18 for ya! Yes I know more drama sowwy! :( but anyway I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know what you think and let me know if you want a part 19 even though I will be making one! I love you all and thank you so much for your support! Xx

Btw if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say it at all cause there’s no point! :) 

Love, No Sugar

Kurt and Blaine are neighbors that meet properly for the first time when they’ve both been up all night, and Kurt’s out of coffee.

“Hold the elevator!” 

Kurt quickly puts his foot between the doors and his neighbor from next door comes in, out of breath. 

“Ah, God, thank you.” 

“No problem,” Kurt chuckles, taking in the guy’s appearance. He has an 8 o’clock shadow, his hair is sticking out of what must have been a perfect hairdo the night before and it’s clear he hasn’t slept well if at all. 

All in all it looks like he’s pretty much had the same kind of night as Kurt.

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Sweeter     Chapter 2

Adrien woke to the blaring sound of his alarm with a small smile on his lips. He blinked groggily at his phone wondering why he was getting up so early; when he snapped awake excitedly realizing it was his first day back to school. He practically jumped out of bed waking his kawmi.

“5 mooore minnnutes” Plagg complained

“No can do buddy” Adrien replied as he looked around for something to wear “We got to get there early so we can say hi to everyone!”

He decided on a forest green long sleeved shirt and a pair of grey jeans, grabbed a pair of boxers and ran to take a shower.  When he came out of the bathroom dressed and almost ready, having brushed both his hair and teeth he found Plagg half asleep using his breakfast as a pillow.

“Come on Plagg eat up! You never know what the day may bring and I might need you ready for action” Adrian said while tying up his black sneakers.

Plagg woke out of his haze and swallowed his cheese whole than zipped into the backpack Adrien was patiently holding open for him.

“Today is going to be a great day I can feel it!” He smiled widely and went to open his door when he was suddenly faced with Natalie hand ready to knock.

“Oh Adrien” she said slightly surprised. “I’ve come to inform you that your class schedule has been changed, your father felt as though you were taking the easy path through your senior year when he reviewed your choices and has decided to have you take a more serious route instead to better prepare you for college.”  

Adrien huffed and rolled his eyes “Well you can inform my father that in a few months I will be eighteen and he will no longer have a say in the way I live my life. So he better enjoy it while he can.”  He knew it wasn’t Natalie’s fault if anything she had been his saving grace these last few years. But a person can only take so much of being controlled before he starts to fight back. Over the summer Adrien’s “Yes Father” attitude had changed drastically. He was older, on his way to being on his own, and while he loved his father dearly, he couldn’t take being ignored and constrained any longer. In short I guess his rebellious teenager phase was in full swing and being Chat Noir didn’t help keep it in check, in fact it kind of made the whole matter much worse.

“Now Adrien, be sensible, you are only going to make all our lives harder the more you try and fight his… suggestions”

“You mean his orders, his commands?! Ugh sorry Natalie I know it’s not you , just tell him I comply but please also mention, that next time he has “suggestions” on how I live my life he can come talk to me himself”

“You know he won’t like that, and you know how busy your father is.”

“Oh believe me, I know.  I have been hearing how busy my father is for last 8 years of my life from anyone but him…” Adrien mumbled as he shouldered his backpack and went to go meet the car out front.

Grabbing an apple from the fridge and a cheese stick for Plagg he started his lengthy walk towards the front door grumbling the whole way

“Who does he think he is….Easy path… Advance Chemistry and Calculus …. Nope too easy for Adrien… Just cause I decided to take one fucking poetry class… “

“Hey its gonna be okay Kid, you still got me and the suit” Plagg said surprising Adrien with a rare moment of encouragement.

“Did you eat some bad cheese? Are you okay? Were you nice just then or am I dreaming?”

“Shut up or I will bite you! Serves me right being nice to the cocky son of…” Plagg mumbled burying himself deeper in the bag

Adrien couldn’t help but laugh snapping him out of his bad mood. He wasn’t going to let his father ruin a day like today he decided as he stepped into the late summer sun.

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Marinette. alarm had been going off for 15 minutes before she finally woke up enough to notice. She moved like she was in quicksand as she went to go snooze her alarm when a red shape snatched up her phone and was trying with all her might to carry it across the room.

“Oh no you don’t, you gotta wake up Marinette, it’s your last first day of school and I won’t have you be late” Tikki said with a strained voice

“uuuuhhhhhhh” she groaned “I’ve been late the last 11 years why should today be any different” she blubbered incoherently

“Because this year is different remember!!” Tikki exclaimed much too loudly for this hour in Marinette opinion. Besides what on earth was she talking about how was this year going to be any different? She going to go class, pass notes with Alya, get pushed around by Chole, stare endlessly at Adri- Marionette gave a small gasp

“Adrien!” She shouted bolting straight up making Tikki giggle.

“Tikki!! Today is step one to the 5 step Adrien Plan!! I’m going to do it this year for sure because I won’t have another year to try, I’m amazed he stayed single this long!”  She threw he covers off and ran to turn off her alarm snatching the phone from Tikki. She opened her checklist app and there it was in bold letters The Adrien Plan.

“ Assistant Tikki!” she sounded like an army general.

“Yes Mademoiselle Marinette.” Tikki resounded like the perfect solider

“Review the Adrien Plan in preparation for today’s events and to rally courage in the troops.”

“Step 1, Talk to Adrien in full comprehensive sentences without stuttering drooling or tripping. Step 2, Ask Adrien about his likes and interests and share your own! Step 3, Invite Adrien on a casual outing involving a common interest! Step 4, Confess feelings! Step 5, live happily ever after/ live with his rejection and move on!!”

Marinette was quite proud of her plan; it had gone through many drafts and updates since she first created it. She was proud of how mature it sounded; after all she was growing up. She had spent the summer really diving into her emotions and thoughts trying to figure out why she was such a mess around the amazing guy. Some days were frustrating cause she felt as though all these years she was getting in her own way, she hated how painfully shy seeing his gorgeous eyes made her; she hated how just his laugh could turn he from cool confidant class president to wordless fool. This time though she had figured it out, she needed to remember that Adrien was just a person, and that she was worth getting to know.

“Alright let us begin preparations for step 1!”

 She picked up her phone and played the most inspiring collection of loud music she could find and started to run in place, bounced a few steps then bolted through her room getting ready for the day while Tikki shouted encouraging phrases in the background like, You are worth it!, You can do this! Who is the Heroine of Paris!? You are!!

After the whole routine Marinette stood in front of her mirror admiring her outfit (which she made special for the last first day of school) she wore a loose fitting half sleeve chiffon shirt in a deep scarlet red with black trim and solid black capris with small ladybug buttons on the rolled up cuffs on her feet she had placed small simple black heels.  She smiled in the mirror admiring her classic pigtails though they had grown out over the years and appreciating the precision of her cat-eye eyeliner.

“You look great.” Tikki smiled alongside her Ladybug

“I feel great Tikki, its subtle enough but it will give me my ladybug courage every time I see my reflection. Thank you Tikki for always being there”

“Anything for you Marinette.” Tikki giggled and nuzzled her chosen’s cheek “We should still get there early so you can say hi and have time for a conversation!”

Marinette. tensed realizing it was all happening her nerves started to bubble in her chest, then she glanced in the mirror saw her ladybug self and took a deep breath, she could do this.

“Ready?” Tikki asked concerned

A nervous laugh escaped her lips “As I’ll ever be”

With that Tikki zoomed into Marinette’s backpack where a small box of shortbread cookies awaited. Marinette took one glance in the mirror along with a second long deep breath “Okay let’s do this!” and charged out the door with a very determined look in her eye much like her alter ego.


**SOME NOTES**

I really wanted to focus on how the characters are growing up and embracing a lot of the qualities we see in Chat Noir and Ladybug because they are learning and discovering how to be comfortable with who they are. I hope that comes across and will to continue to shine through in later chapters! thanks for the follows and favorites its been super fun writing so far :)

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Scandal Review, The Lawn Chair, Episode 414


I’m sat here, hours after watching this episode, and I literally can’t stop crying. My eyes are puffy, there’s snot running down my nose, and I can taste the salt from the tears on my face. Oh, and to top it off, I have a headache the size of Mount Etna.


Man, that was a lot. That was a lot.


It was a truly wonderful, well done episode of TV, and honestly it deserves all the awards. The great thing about having a black showrunner, is that stories like these can be told from our perspective. I wish Shonda would use her powers for good more often, but The Lawn Chair was beautiful, heartbreaking story-telling. 


I give the writers a lot of crap on this show, and rightly so, because episodes like the one tonight, is proof that these people have the ability to create amazing tv that literally touches our souls. Zahir and Shondaland brought their A game tonight. 

 

Anyway, without further ado, let’s get into this episode.


What I Hated

1.  Jake.


Always Jake. Once again, he was pointless in this episode. I assume that he’s part of OPA now, but that feels like such a cheap way to go with him as a character. The writers obviously can’t be bothered even writing decent dialogue for him these days, let alone give him a decent story line. Not that I care, mind you, because I just want him gone for good. When Olivia pretend-yawned at him to get him off the phone, I got my life. And did you all notice the subtle eye-roll from Olivia? I did, and I lived. 

Another episode that excelled when his total contribution to the show was less than three minutes of screen time.



2.  Fitz opting to choose an un-electable candidate for the VP’s job so that Mellie can run virtually unchallenged was annoying as hell, but I’ll get to that later.


What I Loved


1.0  Courtney B. Vance and Kerry Washington did their thing. 

Man, they had great chemistry.  My heart broke and kept breaking for a father who’d just learned that his son had been murdered by a cop. I can’t even imagine the pain.


2.  Olivia: “I can get the attorney general here

Unfortunately, David wasn’t ready to listen to her because he was about to go into a meeting with Fitz and Cyrus. And besides, it was way too early in the game to bring the big guns out.


3.  David: “We could impeach him

But of course nobody can impeach Andrew, because then everything would have to come out about how Fitz went to war for his ex mistress, so that wasn’t going to wash.



4.  Fitz: “I am tired of my Vice Presidents trying to overthrow me

Well Fitz, you need to choose better candidates.



5.  Fitz: “Mellie’s next, I promised her. She doesn’t need the competition

I think that we were all Cyrus when Fitz said this. He looked as incredulous as I felt. The idea that Mellie wants to be president without working for it, shouldn’t surprise me. Mellie Grant hasn’t worked a day in her life, so why should she start now? She’s literally the epitome of an entitled white woman, who doesn’t realize how privileged she is.


6.  Cyrus: “Do you know what an uphill battle it’s going to be for Mellie to go from being First Lady, to being president" 

Tell him Cyrus!


I’ve been giving Scandal a hard time for not treating Mellie’s ambitions for the presidency with the disdain that it deserves, but actually I think that they have more to say about her ambitions and how qualified she is to even consider being the party’s presidential nominee, than I originally suspected..  I’m assuming they’re making her look lazy and stupid on purpose, because if she’s supposed to come across as presidential, the writers and Bellamy are failing big time.


7.  Police Chief: ”Neighborhood activist, he’s given us trouble before

Ugh. Freaking judgey cops.


8.  ”Mr Parker’s my neighbor, he drove me home from the hospital when I was three days old


Man, I liked Marcus Walker straight away.  I could totally see him at OPA. He’d be a great replacement for Harrison. Shonda, can you make this happen? Pretty please with a cherry on top?


9.  Olivia - ”I’m not the enemy
     Marcus- ”Are you sure?


Marcus basically calling out Olivia for not being black enough. More on that later.


Was I the only person who was reminded of Jesse Williams. Knowing Shonda, Marcus was probably inspired by him.



10.  ”You’re about getting a white Republican president elected. Twice.

Way too judgey Marcus. But I still like you.



11.  Marcus:  ”No thanks Olivia, your black card isn’t getting validated today

For all those people who probably forgot that Olivia Pope is actually black.


The scenes between Marcus and Olivia were just so interesting to me. And his attitude is actually one that I’ve experienced from within the black community. I’ve been told that I wasn’t black enough because I talked "like a white person”. Seriously, when I was growing up, some black folks had a problem with the way I spoke. The fact that I loved reading was even a problem.

My parents weren’t rich or anything, but we were comfortable in comparison to a lot of my friends, and somehow living in a nice neighborhood, being well educated, and not speaking in Ebonics made me less black. When I was younger it used to bother me that I wasn’t as “black” as my friends, but I’m older now, and I’ve realized that the ones who felt that I wasn’t black enough for whatever reason, were the ones with the problem, not me. I can’t tell you what a relief it was to finally cast those insecurities where they belonged.


12.  Olivia: “The fact that they stand in groups and say things that you do not like does not make them a mob, it makes them Americans



I was so proud.


13.  Olivia “Stand up, fight back, no more black men under attack

I was chanting and punching the air along with them.


14.  Susan Ross: “I’ve been thinking a lot about vaccination protocols!

This was the perfect time for Mellie to step up, and look the part, but nope, she dons a fake smile, and tries to get rid of Susan without hearing her out.  This is the woman who wants to be president, and she doesn’t even have any interest in making time to hear a newly elected senator out, or at least pretend to. Convincingly. Mellie’s case for being president grows ever weaker.


Mellie Stans may think that her looking in disgust at Susan and pretty much dismissing her was funny, but it highlighted all the ways that Mellie has no chance of being president. She never sees the big picture until it’s too late.


15.  "I never let Brandon leave the house without him saying where he was going. I never fell asleep until I heard his key turn in the lock. No being around girls. We fought about that one. A lot.


It may sound so simple to you, but I just kept saying to myself, “get him to eighteen”. Get him a diploma, don’t let him end up dead, locked up. There was a thrift store down on Browning Road. I used to buy Brandon old portable radios, TVs calculators, cheap crap. Because he loved taking stuff apart. Seeing how it worked, he always had a mind for that kind of thing. He was gonna do the apprentice thing after graduation, become an electrical contractor. 


Even though he wasn’t going to, college, I put a University of Maryland sticker on my car anyway so if he ever got pulled over, the cops wouldn’t think that he was just a thug.


I could literally feel an ache in my heart for Clarence. OK, I’m crying again.


16.  Chief Connors: "Who’s side are you on here?
       Olivia “Not yours”



Olivia joining the protesters despite fear of being tear-gassed.


This moment was so powerful for me as an Olivia Pope fan. You could see that she was frightened to death, she knew that in that crowd, there was a chance that she would no longer be Olivia Pope, and she’d be just another black face. Part of the unruly mob.


17.  Mellie: “You told me that you were going to pick someone boring and unelectable. I prostituted myself so that you would get your mistress back, and now, you’re going to take someone young and charismatic, and female and Latina, and make her the Vice President of the United States, how dare you! What happened to my turn!?


Mellie lies so much she can’t keep any of it straight. Last week she was sleeping with Andrew to save Liz and her daughter. Or did I dream that part? I’m still staggered that she literally wants to walk into the White House as president without having to work hard for it. I can’t.


18.  Olivia “you talk about fairness and justice as if it’s available to everybody, but it’s not! That man standing over his son’s body thinks he knows that he’s going to end up in one of two places, a jail cell or a drawer in the morgue, and to hell if I can’t look him in the eye and tell him that he’s wrong. I can’t fix this David. I have nothing left, no more tricks in my bag, it’s too much. It’s too…much.

My poor broken, exhausted Olivia.


19.  Liv: “I thought I was going to die. For about a week straight, I thought I was a goner. I lived in complete and total fear. Imagine feeling like that every single day of your life.

*Sob*

20.  Fitz “Let’s pick a VP that won’t get in your way”
Mellie “I have one
Fitz “Competent?”
Mellie “Yes, and completely un-electable.


21.  We know that this is going to come back to bite Mellie in the ass. Susan Ross was completely un-electable as a senator, until Olivia made her electable. She cares, and she has a heart, and she’s genuine, and she’s smart. And most of all, she’s accomplished more by herself as a single mom, than Mellie has as the wife of the president.


22.  Jake coming into OPA and making random noises at Huck and Quinn:

Fuck me, he’s pointless.

23.  Olivia: ”Talk faster or say less

I’m gonna use this in my real life from now on.


24.  Jeff Newton: ”God what the hell is it with you people?
Olivia: ”Us people?
Jeff Newton: ”Yeah, you people! I didn’t misspeak. You people have no idea what loyalty is, what respect is. You’re here because you were supposed to help us, instead you spent every second of it trying to tear us down, tear me down, push your own damned agenda!

The truth is those people in Rosemead have no respect for anything or anyone. No, they’re like you, they just take whatever they want and they have no problems turning their backs on the people who gave it to them. People like me, who strap on their boots everyday, kiss their wife and kids goodbye and trek 40 miles into a city where everyone including little babies are taught to look at us like the enemy. They are taught to question me, to disobey me. And still, I risk my life for these people, every day for seven years, I’ve allowed myself to be disrespected and hated by these people, all to protect them from themselves. I mean all I hear about on the news are dirty cops, cops who shoot innocent black kids, it’s crap! There were eighty four murders in this city last year. Were all of those cops shooting innocent black boys? Hell, no! Those were blacks turning guns on each other, and yet somehow I’m the animal!

Brandon Parker is dead because he didn’t have respect. Because those people out there who are chanting and crying over his body, they didn’t teach him the right values. They didn’t teach him respect. He didn’t respect me. He didn’t respect my badge. Questioning my authority was not his right! His blood is not on my hands!“



Man, I was so mad. Kudos to the actor for eliciting so much rage in me, because if I’d been Olivia, I would have straight up choked him out. And the unbearably sad reality is that many cops feel this way about black people. About black children. They don’t recognize black humanity. There are many Jeff Newtons out there, wearing badges, and promising to protect and serve as long as the people they’re trying to protect and serve aren’t black.


25.  Susan Ross in the Oval Office gave me a few deserved lighter moments. I really, really like her.


Mellie: The president is asking you to be his new Vice President”
Susan: “Why?”
Fitz: “Why?”
Susan: “I’m a terrible choice, I just got elected.”
Fitz: “That’s why I’m asking you. This town has a way of taking people and turning them into politicians, I don’t want a politician”
Susan “But if I was the Vice President and something happened to you…”
Fitz: “Then you would be president”
Susan “But I don’t want to be president, I mean no offense, but your job is the worst job in the entire universe.”
CindersinRags “Halle-freaking-lujah!”


Somebody in the White House who doesn’t actually want Fitz’s job. Yessss! This is so going to backfire on Mellie. Susan is literally everything that she’s not. She’s worked hard, has raised an adorable little girl by herself and has an actual platform and she’s not just a talking head. This is gonna be good.


26.  Susan: “That poor man who’s son was shot dead in the streets, my God! If anything like that ever happened to Casey, my daughter, she’s ten. If anything like that ever happened to her, but of course she’s white and the daughter of a senator so the police are actually going to think twice before shooting her, but that poor man, he raised that boy all by himself, can you even imagine what he’s going through right now? I can’t, I would die, I would literally die on the spot. I would have to kill myself.


The look on her face when she realized that she was talking to two people who’d just lost their son. I really like Susan. I love her and her verbal  diarrhoea.


27.  Fitz: “Mr Parker, I’m so sorry for your loss

I love that Olivia took him to meet the president. Two fathers who’d both lost a son.



28.  "Call me Clarence. My son’s name was…. Brandon

The realization of where he was, and that his son was dead.  Oh God. I cried so hard at this point. His boy, his precious child, dead. Brandon was just a baby. His baby.


Fitz consoling him was just…so touching. And heartbreaking.

And I’m crying again.


Random Thoughts

I love the fact that white certain people  are offended and swearing blind they’ll never watch Scandal again. That says more about them, than it does about this episode in my opinion. I think a lot of those people had probably forgotten that not only is the showrunner black, so is the lead actress, and the events at Ferguson couldn’t help but affect them personally. Hell, I think most of them had forgotten that Olivia Pope is black, and whilst some might see that as a good thing whilst wearing their Utopian All Lives Matter spectacles, as a black person, that’s the opposite of what most of us want. The reality is, we just don’t want our color to be the thing that people judge us on before they even get to know us. We don’t want our color to be the reason that a 12 year old boy is shot, while a guy who murdered 12 people in a movie theater gets to stay alive.

This episode of Scandal will be the one that fans will remember for a long time. I can’t say that I’ve ever felt so much emotion watching a TV drama. When a show can make you feel so much within an hour, it really deserves to be recognized. It truly was a brilliant episode, and my hats go off to the writers, the actors and everybody involved in this episode. Well done.



How amazing was the music tonight? When I Am Released started playing, I started sobbing and I couldn’t stop. Especially when they zipped Brandon into a body bag.



Olivia is going through it. All episode, you could see that just putting one foot in front of the other was hard for her. There was an air of sadness that clung to her throughout the show and honestly it broke my heart.  And her hands shaking made me cry. Powerful indestructible Olivia Pope. That facade was always that, a facade, but now, she’s barely holding herself together.  My baby girl needs therapy. And soon.


Predictions.

I’ve already said it, but I predict that Susan Ross will wind up being an amazing VP, and she’s gonna have Fitz’s back, unlike his other power hungry  VPs. Mellie literally just made life so much harder for herself, and she doesn’t know it. How delicious…


Olivia is obviously going to have to break down. She’s so tightly wound that it won’t take much to make her snap. I’m praying for some sort of release for her. She needs to grieve for herself, and she desperately needs to forgive herself.


No Jamie and Claire Gifs this week, but a drink or two was certainly needed to get through The Lawn Chair, so here’s Snow…


qn | part three [taehyung]

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qn: every night

intro/prompt | part one | part two | part three | part four 

part three: in which you finally let yourself take a break, and you’ve got a walking buddy and a new friend with a boxy smile. // 3487 words

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odds are | a miraculous ladybug fanfic

A/N: part of the established ladynoir series. It’s actually a series now. I’m trash. Also, somehow I managed to put sick fluff, uno, and implied spooning all in one fic???

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Pairing: Established LadyNoir/Adrinette

odds are (we’re gonna be alright)

When Marinette starts sneezing, it’s the beginning of the end.

(She knows she’s being dramatic, but still.)

It couldn’t even be the small harmless kitty ones. No, she just had to have those that wrack through her whole body and make her stagger a few inches backward. It could be worse. She could die in the middle of an akuma battle just because the villain happened to catch her mid-sneeze.

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Our future ~Nate Maloley imagine

This imagine was requested by the lovely iamnateslilmama.                       I hope you'll like it and sorry for the long wait. This was my first time writing in a boys pov so I don't really know how to feel about this imagine.

Paige P.O.V

‘Paige are you ready? We need to leave now otherwise we’ll be late.’ ‘Yes I’m coming.’ My boyfriend Nate and I are having dinner at his parents’ house. Since Nate hasn’t been able to visit a lot because of tour his parents organized dinner with the whole family. I was quite excited to go because Nate had a really nice family and because Nate’s cousin just had a baby. I went downstairs to the living room where Nate was sitting on the couch looking at his phone. He looked up when he heard me walking down the stairs. ‘Paige you look gorgeous.’ He said before giving me a quick peck on the lips. ‘Come we have to leave. We’re already 15 minutes late.’ We got into the car and drove to his parents’ house. After a 30 minute ride we arrived. Nate knocked on the front door and his mother opened the door. ‘Nate, Paige come in.’ she said giving us both a hug. We entered the house and walked to the family room where everybody was seated. We started to have small talks with everybody. After a while the men separated from the women to watch a football match. I was talking to Nate’s aunt when Nate’s cousin Sarah (random name) entered the room and came towards us with her newborn daughter. ‘Ahw Sarah she is so cute. She looks so much like you. What’s her name?’ ‘Her name is Sophia. Do you want to hold her?’ ‘Yes I would love too.’ Sarah gave Sophia to me and I started playing with her. She was such a happy baby. Sophia grew tired and fell asleep on my lap. Sarah noticed this and said ‘Paige I’m going to bring her to the baby room. I think she will wake up again if she stays here with all the noise.’ ‘I’ll come with you.’

Nate P.O.V

The football match ended and I started to look for Paige. When I couldn’t find her I decided to ask my mom about it. ‘Mom do you know where Paige is? I’ve been looking for her but I can’t find her.’ ‘I think I saw her going upstairs with Sarah. Maybe you should look there.’ I thanked my mom and started to go upstairs. After looking for Paige in numerous rooms I went to the baby room. The door was half opened so I looked inside and saw something that melted my heart. Inside the room I saw Paige holding a baby. It made me think about my future with Paige. I started to think about us getting married and having a baby of our own. God I sound like a girl but I just I never thought that a girl would make me feel like this. Ugh the boys are right…. I’m whipped.

Paige P.O.V

I was holding Sophia when I felt arms around my waist. ‘Have you ever thought about our future?’ I heard Nate whispering.  ‘Of course I have. Why do you ask?’ I said because I didn’t expect that question from Nate. ‘It’s just… imagine what our lives will be like in 5 years. I mean seeing you with Sophia made me think about us. Someday I want to be able to call you my wife and to have a baby of our own.’ I was quite surprised to hear this. Nate and I had never talked about this even though we were dating for almost 3 years. I turned around. ‘That would be a dream come true Nate. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.’

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xxx Dani