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fic: Of Sunsets and Swings

title: of sunsets and swings

genre: reality/tiniest bit of angst if you squint

word count: 2300

description: a little getaway cements an idea they’ve had for a while now and brings a sense of relief they never expected to feel. (ft. mother lester, some jetlag and a couple of swings)

“I find some irony in being in a kid’s park while we make this very grown-up decision.”

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braveten  asked:

kic au where everything is the same but instead of the jeans(tm) it's the skirt(tm)

shoutout to the anonimals™! yall are so cute and funny thanks for keeping me company on goog docs :) 

half of this was unnecessary but it’s because the universe won’t give victor a break womp womp soz vic 


“H-hold on!”

Yuuri stares at himself in the mirror.

The skirt is short, is the thing. It’s leather, with a diagonal zip on the front and a small cut over his right thigh. His knees brush together as he shuffles his feet self-consciously, and he stumbles backwards until his shoulder blades meet the wall of the fitting room.

“Yuuri, can I see?” Phichit’s excited voice floats from the other side of the door. “C’mon, c’mon, lemme…”

Yuuri takes a deep breath and pulls the door open, screws his eyes shut.

“…see the—holy shit, Yuuri.”

Yuuri exhales, keeps his eyes closed. “How bad is it?” he demands. When Phichit doesn’t reply, he peeks one eye open. “Phichit?”

His friend stares at him, slack-jawed. “You’re…”

He throws his face into his hands. “I knew it, this was a terrible idea.”

“Really, really hot, Yuuri,” Phichit finishes. He breaks into a smile. “Victor’s gonna freak.”

“It’s not for Victor,” Yuuri mumbles, cheeks pinkening. “Mila said I had to shop and—”

“And we’re getting you matching shoes with that outfit.” Phichit practically hauls him out of the fitting room. “Keep it on, let’s go pay.”

Yuuri pays for the skirt, miraculously maintaining a straight face at the hundred dollar price tag. One skirt. One skirt.

Phichit finds him a blouse at Dolce & Gabbana, platform shoes at Prada (“One day, I’ll get you to wear heels,” Phichit promises) and Yuuri is convinced that he doesn’t care, at all, about the state of his bank account.

“I hope this means you’ve got my half of the rent covered next month,” Yuuri tells him as his card gets swiped for the third time that day.

Phichit snorts. “If you’re still my roommate next month.”

Yuuri frowns. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Phichit only winks back at him.

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- Growth - (a Stony fanfic)

(“Soulmate"AU where you get a tattoo for every person you fall in love with)

Pepper’s tattoo is on her hip. Well, the one that isn’t faded yet. 

There are five dull, grey ones scattered across her body, seemingly random and different in shape and size, but what do they matter? They’re done.  It’s over. The only one she looks at these days are the sunglasses on her hip. They’re big. Obnoxiously big and shiny and she knows who they’re for, of course she knows. Tony has a little stiletto to match, right there on his ankle, bright blue and sparkly and the first time he showed her, she nearly apologized. It’s hideous and the both know, but it means love, so who’s gonna complain? 

Understandably, no one is happy when the sunglasses start losing colour. At first, it isn’t even visible, the fade from black to grey barely noticeable, but then the grey becomes off-white and the glass loses its shine and Tony leaves, a bright blue stiletto still sparkling on his skin.

But Tony is fine, he said. Its fine, he’s fine - he’s always fine.

And Pepper sighs and strokes the steering wheel on the back of her hand that just appeared the day before.

Tony is fine.

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rosefyrefyre  asked:

Tony has to stay awake for a very long time for some reason, and when he finally is allowed to rest, he physically can't, so the rest of the Avengers (but especially Steve) take care of him until he can.

With two hours to deadline, Tony finally managed to unsnag the last line of code and send it through. A new smart AI bot, one designed for searching and detonating IEDs so soldiers wouldn’t have to, whirred to life and aimed its tiny periscope cam at him inquisitively, awaiting input. The right mix of AI–not so sophisticated that army programmers could turn it into an offensive weapon, but not so improbably slow that it failed to do its job. Three iterations ago it’d tried to bring the dummy bomb to Tony, and that was clearly a no go, so he’d started the code from the bottom up and programmed until the edges of his vision went blurry. It needed testing. Testing.

“Find,” Tony grunted and the bot happily rolled off to the mock test range. “Not perfect,” Tony murmured, slumping down against the table to watch. “Just functional. Just need you to do your job. Can tweak later.” It’s little treads bumbled across sand and rocks, grinding a little in a way that, just for a moment, sent Tony back five years in time. His fingers clenched compulsively at the table before he forced himself to let go.

In the sandbox, the little bot scanned back and forth with infrared and ground-penetrating sonar and blessedly, beautifully, it located the payload. The shovel arm activated and started digging. Tony nearly wept.

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Monsta X as Werewolves

Pace yourself with the scenarios and reactions okay? But i want to request Monsta X as werewolves, 🐕 since you have a lot of vampires. 🦇

I will, thank you for the concern! This is my first werewolf!au and I LOVE au’s so this was so much fun to write :D I hope you enjoy this and have a lovely day, anon! ~


  • You were convinced he hated you at first,, He would often stare you down, or avoid you, or leave if you entered a room. As the newest to the group, you often wondered why you were let in when the leader didn’t even like you
  • Frustrated, you vented your feelings to Minhyuk while you were partnered up for a task. He laughed at your worries; “He doesn’t hate you! It’s actually the opposite - He thinks you’re so beautiful that he can’t stand to be around you!”
  • With this new info in mind, you start to test Minhyuk’s confession. You showed more skin, would frequently corner Shownu to “ask” him something, often brushing against him
  • While working with Minhyuk, he vented about you. “I’m loosing my mind! I can’t think straight anymore!” and with a meek voice, Minhyuk admitted that he might have told you about his crush
  • Now aware of your game, Shownu teased you back
  • And this back and forth flirtation resulted in a relationship … after a night of passion
  • With mating season drawing near, the leader had locked himself away, afraid of loosing all control and taking you on the ground, with everyone around
  • But knowing his reason, you “visited” him and helped relieve his stress
  • So yeah,, basically, he’s the pack Dad and you’re the pack Mom (regardless of the gender you identify with)

Originally posted by sonhyunu


  • Kind of a fuckboy but a nice one, does that make sense?? He has a big heart and wants to share it with everyone, male or female, human or werewolf
  • That’s why it’s no surprise when he ends up in your bed one night, not caring that you were human. What is surprising, however, is when he wakes up to see you gone, a note stuck to his forehead: ‘I’m out. Be gone before I’m back.’ The cold tone cracks his heart. He’s not used to being left, usually being the one to leave
  • He can’t get you out of his mind so after a few weeks, he tracks you down again
  • “I’m that good that you sniffed me out again?” you tease but he doesn’t laugh
  • He looks very serious, stood on your doorstep with a single rose in hand. “That’s not why I came back. I want to know … Can I take you out to dinner?”
  • You humour him, more so looking for a casual fling. But Hoseok surprises you that under that handsome man, is the biggest sweetheart you’ve ever met
  • Although neither of you make it official, you know your hearts belong to each other 

Originally posted by bunnywonho


  • Not really a werewolf, more of a werepuppy
  • He’s in charge of easing newbies into the pack and entertaining the kiddies while the adults do work
  • It was when he was younger, only a teen, that an orphaned wolf was put into his care. You weren’t much younger than him, so the bond never became anything fatherly. And he was too playful to be taken seriously anyway. He was more of like a close best friend, who also happened to be your guardian
  • Minhyuk took care of you diligently, often bringing you back pretty stones or other things he’d found while hunting. An almost perfect condition wrist watch was one of his greatest finds and you treasured it
  • So when you got into a fight with a fellow wolf, who smashed it, you saw red. After nearly killing her, Shownu was on bad terms with you. You almost were kicked out of the pack. But when Minhyuk found out why you had flipped, he fought to keep you
  • And now you were even more indebted to him
  • Minhyuk felt bad about the incident, often bringing the girl you fought medicine to help her recover. This annoyed you to no end and you often tried to stop him visiting her
  • “Why??” he asked eventually. “Don’t you want her to live?”
  • “No,” you admit, the blood rushing to your cheeks. “She broke my second most precious thing and is going to take my most precious thing away.”
  • “Your second most precious thing is that pocket watch I found you, right? So what’s your most important thing?”
  • Shyly, you buried your blushing face into his chest. And he grinned from ear to ear
  • “So cute!! You love me?! Why didn’t you tell me before?! I love you too!”

Originally posted by wonhuff


  • Was sent on a task to track down a human. He was told that they held important information about the wolf world that they shouldn’t know
  • Eventually he found you, working at a bookstore in town. You looked harmless, stacking books, but an order was an order
  • He kidnapped you as you walked home that night, done with your shift. And interrogated you. Except it wasn’t much of an interrogation. You were terrified, shaking like a leaf; “I don’t know anything! I seen a boy turn into a wolf and that’s it!” Your heart doesn’t falter so he knows it’s the truth
  • But he can’t let you leave. You didn’t know as much as Shownu thought, but knowing was all it took to warrant an execution. Except he couldn’t; it felt like trying to slaughter a baby lamb
  • Instead, he brought you pack to the pack. It took months until you felt comfortable around them, having been afraid they might snap and kill you
  • Kihyun took charge of you, making sure no wolf messed with you, and sometimes breaking rules to make you happy. You weren’t allowed to return home, but he would let you write your family letters to assure them you’re safe and alive
  • One morning, a female wolf started to pick a fight with you, threatening your life; “If it weren’t for Kihyuns protection, you’d be dead long ago.”
  • “Why does he protect me?”
  • “He loves you, dumbass. Luckily for you”
  • Kihyun bursts in suddenly, scaring her off and wrapping you in a hug: “Are you okay? Did she hurt you?” He scanned your face for any sign of fear, instead he found you smiling. “What’s so funny?”
  • Reaching up, you press a kiss to his lips; “I love you too, idiot”

Originally posted by wonhobe


  • Your first impression of him was rather negative. As a new pack member, you worked hard to fit in and impress your leader,, yet someone so high up like Hyungwon did nothing but sleep all the time. And if he wasn’t sleeping, he had this bitchy look on his face
  • It wasn’t until a neighbouring pack tried to start something, that you understood the real Hyungwon
  • A beta from the rival pack attacked you, both of you in wolf form, and your shoulder was badly injured
  • Hyungwon snapped that beta’s neck, nursing you back to health, and fussing over the others that were injured. He had a gentle, warm touch as he tended to your injury. And you even seen him sing one of the youngest to sleep, a 9 year old girl that lost her mother in the fight with the rival pack
  • Once better, you kind of just followed him around?? You wanted to repay him so you would fetch whatever herbs he wanted, or a rabbit if he was hungry, and for his birthday, you bought him the fluffiest pillows you could find
  • Hyungwon immediately fell for you
  • One evening, as the sun was setting, you returned to him with a basket of flowers he’d asked you to pick; “What are they for, Wonnie?”
  • “You’ll see,” he promised, arranging the flowers into a bouquet before handing them to you. “They’re for you. I wanted you to pick the prettiest flowers because my eyes don’t see beauty like yours do. That’s one of the reasons I love you.”
  • “That’s cute but be honest,, you made me pick them so you wouldn’t have to get out of bed, right??”
  • *avoiding the q* “So are you free tonight?”

Originally posted by wonhontology


  • Either or aggressive or soft, so he can be unpredictable. This is made worse during the full moon or mating season
  • Usually, newbies to the pack are assigned to keep watch on him, mainly cause no one actually wants to deal with Jooheon when he’s mad or acting clingy and cute
  • As the newest member, you’re given this job
  • Only you don’t react like everyone else has
  • You humour his cute side, scratching behind his ear (just how he likes it) when he’s in wolf form, smiling at his aegyo, bringing him extra food when he’s hungry even tho the other wolves call him chubby but he’s not leave him alone
  • And you listen when he’s mad or frustrated, helping him control his aggression until after a few months, Jooheon learns how to be calm, even during a full moon
  • He grows to realize that his aggression was misunderstood sadness; he was lonely, wanting a companion to love him and maybe have a litter with
  • Although he realizes this, it takes him another long year before he actually confesses. He had been too afraid of loosing you or getting rejected. His pack hated seeing him hold back like that so they eventually pushed him to confess
  • “Do you, uh, wanna go running in our wolf forms?? I mean, like, not just running. But as a … date??”

Originally posted by trainingpanda


  • Generally in control of himself,, although he hates humans, he never kills one unless they deserve it
  • Only looses control during mating season
  • Driven by lust, he breaks away from the pack, searching for someone to ease his carnal hunger
  • He stumbles upon an omega, you, wandering through the forest alone. You had smelled him coming from miles away, knowing what he was hunting for
  • You stayed,, wanting to feed your desire too
  • The morning after, he turns shy and soft. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so forceful last night.” Although he knows your bruises will heal quickly, that doesn’t make him feel any less bad
  • “That’s okay. I like a man who takes control. So do you wanna get breakfast or something?”
  • Tbh he didn’t know you, but the night before was pretty damn good so hell yeah, let’s get some f*cking eggs and bacon
  • “My treat,” he offers

Originally posted by won-kyun


Originally posted by godshipsit

Pairing: Winchesters x sister!Reader
Word count: 1,737
Request: Anonymous. Can you do I Winchester Sister!Reader where she’s, like, 13/14 and she becomes and Empath and has to deal with her brothers pain on top of her own. (Maybe set when Dean gets back from Purgatory?) Please & Thank You Xxx

Ever since you were little, you were always a bit more attuned to your brothers feelings. It was normal to you, so you never thought you were any different. You were the most caring and sensitive out of the Winchesters, and part of John loved that about you- that you still held onto that despite their life. However, he feared it would get you into trouble one day.

Sitting with your back to the headboard, you read the book on your tablet in your lap, in your own little world. Knowing there was no way to lug around as many books as you could go through, Sam saved up and surprised you with it for your birthday two months before. You’d hugged him tighter than he thought possible for your young body, making him chuckle.

It was just you and Sam now, as Dean was off in purgatory. You missed your older brother, but there wasn’t anything you could do. At least not as a 14 year old girl who was more into books and fantasy than actually hunting.

Sam had been extra quiet lately, and you’d stopped in a town on your way to the cabin. He had kissed your forehead and said he wanted some fresh air. You didn’t mind. Getting alone time was nice. It left you feeling a bit more recharged, and gave you a chance to read.

You knew that Sam was avoiding talking about her- Amelia. She had been really nice, and you’d liked her. It was refreshing to be able to talk to a woman about things, as opposed to awkwardly talking to Sam about it. One night he shook you awake and the two of you left, and you could feel the pit in your stomach.

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you should know she is prone

pairing: daveed diggs x reader 

request: @wellillbedamneddiggs: either an angsty Daveed x Reader with lots of pining (but a happy ending!) or something super kinky? Like size kink/blowjobs/face fucking/facials?

summary: reader is an ensemble replacement in hamilton who befriends daveed while also trying to suppress her overwhelming sexual attraction to him

warnings: NSFW! alcohol, swearing, clippng lyrics, semi-public sex (?), dirty talk, face-fucking, size kink, and a whole lotta smut. get ready. 

word count: 3,501

a/n: title from clippng “body and blood.”don’t expect new fics every day, but this prompt took me and wouldn’t let go until I finished it. drunk diggs is really fun to write. if you have requests/comments/other concerns or anything, shoot me a message! part two is here

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You are, you are, all the wonder in the world

Request: College klance where Keith is like bullied or something in some way gets incredibly hurt and acts like nothing is wrong but it keeps getting worse and worse and Well my boy lance is super worried

Summary: Keith keeps getting hurt. And every time he does he insists the same thing: ‘I’m fine.’ ‘It’s nothing I swear, Lance.’ ‘I can handle this myself.’ But how many times is Lance supposed to accept the lie? Brush off his worries and patch up Keith’s wounds? How many times does he have left before Keith gets so hurt he can never stand back up again?

P.S. I finally discovered how to make words italic after two goddamn years on this website.

The first time, Lance let it drop. Chose to believe Keith’s words and bury his worry, whittle away the time until Keith was willing to talk. He wasn’t badly injured. Lance was safe to wait a while.

‘Hey, Keith? That you, babe? I thought you were gonna be back an hour..-‘ Lance paused, head hanging around the doorframe, eyes popped and mouth drawn wide. ‘-…ago..’

Keith was limping. One foot steady, the other hobbled, he inched his way through the door with a face like thunder and a greeting to match.

‘Don’t ask, not talking,’

‘..Okay,’ Lance sung, spinning his heels to follow Keith’s figure as it passed towards the bathroom. Lance’s eyebrows raised in question as he noticed the backpack usually slung haphazard across Keith’s back, now clutched tight to his chest, protected. ‘Well.. when you get done with whatever emo shit you’re doing in there, I’m ordering pizza,’

Keith’s voice clamoured around the clang of the door in the frame. ‘Not hungry - order without me,’

‘What?! Keith - you’ve been looking forwards to pizza night all week!’

‘Have not.. Still not talking, Lance,’

‘You said - and I quote - ‘I would die before I miss pizza night, these midterms are kicking my ass, and I need the cheesy sustenance to live’,’

A grinding crash echoed from the closed bathroom door, eliciting a yelp from Lance’s lips. Twisting the knob, he pushed into the room, eyes scanning the entrance in search of the source, and found to his horror, Keith splayed out on the floor in a pile of books, muddied beyond all saving or repair.

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Top of the World (reader x Tony Oneshot)

Characters: reader x Tony Stark

Summary: You take the reins at planning your own special day, to which Tony protests at times. Adding a few surprises and spending it with the man you love, it’s exactly what you had hoped for. 

Warnings: none. Just straight-up fluff! Tiny mention of sexy times I guess?

Count: 1470

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Y/N: This was written in honor of the lovely @beccaanne814-blog !! Happy Birthday, my darling Becca!! I’m so happy to know you and I really hope you enjoy this fic. I love you!! Any feedback is appreciated, as always. It’s been a heck of a week, but I’m heading out of town in a few days for a much-needed break. There might be writing? Hopefully? I appreciate you all!! 



Originally posted by theperkybuttofrdj

Consciousness slowly seeped into the edges of your mind, taking its sweet time. You loved mornings like this: waking with no jarring alarm or rude phone calls. You had turned your phone off last night just for this purpose. Parting your lashes to test the brightness of day, you stretched lazily and felt a happy flutter when your hand brushed against the warm, solid body beside you. He must have slipped into bed in the early hours, never one to believe that nighttime meant sleep time.

You rolled onto your side to face him, taking in his handsome features in their relaxed state. He looked younger when he slept, more vulnerable. Part of you thought you should let him sleep, but then you decided against it. This was your day. You got to do whatever you wanted.

With a devilish smile, you began to trace the patterns of his unique facial hair. He was meticulous about it and you swore he either shaved once every hour or had invented some way to keep selective areas from growing whiskers. Even in these early hours, it was perfect. As he registered your light but noticeable touch on his skin, his brow furrowed in dislike.

“Mm. Quit it,” he mumbled sleepily.

“Nope,” you grinned.

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Shattered Heart

Prompt: 36 “Why did you choose her?”

Author Note: Alright so I based Theseus Scamander’s looks on the actor who is said to play him so I tried to get him to look right! Anyways here you all are If you guys like it and ask I may make the 2nd part.

Part 2: Causing Heart Ache

         The smell of cinnamon drifted through the air stirring you from your sleep. You squinted your eyes as the sunlight from your window stretched across the room. The sound of humming reached your ears and you smiled recognizing the voice as Queenie Goldstein. You nestled into the blanket comforted by the sound of Queenie’s voice. This was how you’ve been woken every day since you and Newt stopped by. The quiet and calm a blessing after all the trouble you and Newt always find yourself in.

           Heat spread across your cheeks at the thought of the magizoologist. The curly haired Hufflepuff and stolen into your affections but you don’t quite remember when it occurred. It’s as if he had always been the one you adored, though you knew that it was not the case.You nestled into the comforter sighing in contentment as butterflies flew about your stomach. To you, he was absolutely perfect. He was the only one for you the moment you met him it seemed.

            Suddenly an empty feeling gripped you as you thought of the times at Hogwarts. An aching feeling gripped your chest at the thought of what you lost for Newt. Something that you had treasured for a long time… Your memories slowly blanketed your mind taking you back to those years.

            It was your first year at Hogwarts. You shifted nervously in your seat as the train rattled on. Esmerelda, a young gray Kneazle with white spots across her fur, was curled up on your lap. Her ears twitching every now and then as she dreamt. You stroke behind her ears letting out a small sigh. “I guess It’s just us Esmerelda,” You mumbled watching the scenery outside your window blur past.

             “You wouldn’t happen to want someone else in here… Would you?” You tensed slightly at the new voice and glanced up to meet chilling blue eyes. A slightly older boy stood in the doorway. His curly brown hair neatly combed to a side. He was holding a slightly worn suitcase and an air of confidence seemed to surround him.

                You looked down shyly and continued to pet Esmeralda. “I suppose… I wouldn’t mind the company,” You mumbled. Your ears turning pink from embarrassment. You heard him let out a chuckle before sitting across from him. You glanced up again and began to study him again. A Gryffindor colored tie was tucked neatly underneath a nice jacket. “You’re a second year?”

                  He grinned slightly and leaned back against the seat putting his hands behind his head. “Yeah trust me you’ll enjoy Hogwarts.” He studied you slightly before sitting up again and holding out his hand. “I’m Theseus Scamander.” You nervously studied his hand and once again glanced at his face. You hesitantly shook his hand giving a small smile in return.

                  “Hi, Theseus I’m (Y/n) (L/n).”

                   After that, well you and Theseus were inseparable. He may have been a year older, but you two were the best of friends. Of course, it was your 4th year when you met Theseus’s little brother. Newt Scamander had just appeared in your life one day. It was in the days of September that changed everything. 

                    “(Y/n) how’s transfiguration? Do you need help with anything?” You chuckled at Theseus’s concern flashing him a smile before grabbing a book from the library shelf. “Theseus relax! I know I struggled last year, but I’m getting the hang of it,” You stated while checking to make sure you grabbed the right book. 

                     Theseus leaned against the bookshelf scanning your face for any sign of a lie. His eyes softened and he smiled sweetly at you. “Sorry (Y/n)… I’ll stop worrying so much,” He stated. You looked up and noticed that his gaze was suddenly on something else. You followed his gaze and frowned seeming confused.

                       A boy, about a year younger than you, stood in the doorway. A mop of curly ginger hair laid on his head. He was wearing Hufflepuff colors and was fairly tall. You tilted your head slightly noticing that the boy kinda looked like Theseus. The boy made his way to a table and pulled out a book that looked like it was about magical creatures. 

                        Curiosity got the better of you as you started towards the boy. Theseus grabbed your arm narrowing his eyes slightly. “(Y/n) what are you doing?” He asked glancing at the boy once again. You frowned and pulled your arm away wincing at how tight he had been holding it. “I’m curious about that book he’s reading…. Is there a problem?” You crossed your arms defensively daring Theseus to test you.

                           Theseus glanced at the boy before looking back at you. His shoulders slumped slightly as he smiled apologetically. “No, I suppose not. Sorry (Y/n),” He replied. His voice suddenly quiet and meek. He ruffled your hair and turned away. “I better go I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

                            Your stomach churned uneasily as you watched Theseus walk out of the library. You didn’t understand why he suddenly had to go and some voice inside told you to go after him. Yet, you brushed the voice aside and walked over to the boy. You hesitantly sat down across from him and said very quietly, “Um excuse me.” The boy looked up and tensed slightly as if any moment you were going to turn into some monster.

                               “What book are you reading?” You asked tilting your head as you studied it. A strange beast was on the cover. It looked like a snake, but there were wings spread across the cover that seemed to be part of it. The boy looked down before glancing up at you. “You’re really interested in this?” He questioned. You smiled slightly and nodded. “Yeah, I’m really curious.” 

                              The boy replied nervously, “Well It’s about magical creatures.” You shifted slightly in your seat trying to ignore the odd feeling in your stomach. “Well, I’d love to hear about it. I’m (Y/n) (L/n) by the way.” The boy smiled and for a moment it reminded you of Theseus. “Hi (Y/n), I’m Newt Scamander.”

                           You sighed and nestled deeper into the blankets thinking about Theseus. The two of you haven’t spoken ever since that year. It was like the moment you spoke with Newt. He didn’t want you anymore. 

                           You shook your head pushing those thoughts aside. You smiled slightly remembering Newt promised to show you around New York today. You got out of bed shivering as the cold air reached you. You made your way into the kitchen a small smile growing on your face. Queenie was waving her wand setting things up for breakfast. The smell of Cinnamon was stronger in this room and a song hummed through the room. Her eyes met yours and a small smile grew on her face.

                           “Oh good morning sweetie! Did you sleep well?” You gave a nervous smile still warming up Queenie. “Yes, Queenie. Hey, do you know if Newt’s up?” You leaned against the doorway smiling slightly at the thought of where he’d take you today. A look of worry seemed to cross Queenie’s face but it was gone before you could be sure. 

                         She turned away continuing with her work. “Sorry Sweetie I think he’s still sleeping,” She said sweetly. With a wave of her wand, she set a few pieces of bread on a plate. “How about you eat? You must be hungry.” You frowned slightly and reluctantly sat down. “I guess I can eat,” You mumbled quietly. You tried to ignore the anxious pit growing in your stomach as you ate. Newt was usually up by now…

                           You quickly finished the breakfast glancing at the clock and frowning slightly. You stood up and stretched and gave Queenie a small smile. “Thanks for the meal Queenie… I’m gonna go check on Newt real quick.” You made your way down the hall not hearing Queenie’s protests. You slowly pushed the door to his room open. Your heart fell at the sight in front of you.

                            Newt and Tina were slow dancing a familiar tune drifting through the room. Newt’s face was red as he kept his hands on her waist. Tears gathered in your eyes, yet you couldn’t make yourself move. Tina smiled and had her arms around his neck. “Your getting pretty good Scamander,” She teased grinning up at him. Your heart was beating fast now. It felt like adrenaline but this kind burned and caused your throat to feel closed off. 

                               Newt gave a nervous chuckle before replying, “Well it’s thanks to you.” She smiled slightly studying Newt’s face. You watched as She kissed Newt… The one person you’ve ever liked. Tears were streaming down your face as you closed the door quietly trying to quiet your thoughts. But they kept swirling around shouting and mocking you. You let out a quiet sob and you quickly made your way to your room.

                                Why her? Out of everyone why her? You stuffed clothes into a bag the room becoming a blurr. You know why! She’s beautiful! Your just a friend. He doesn’t like you. You let out more sobs as your thoughts tore at your heart. Your chest suddenly feeling tight as if a boulder was crushing you. You grabbed your wand not even thinking straight. 

                                 Not caring about the consequences, You apparated all the way to a certain place in England.

                                  You cried out in pain as you landed. Pain shot through your leg sending another wave of tears dripping down your cheeks. You were sprawled out on a carpeted floor. You closed your eyes letting out another sob as your leg throbbed. Footsteps came from the staircase to the right of the room. You opened your eyes trying to take in the blurry surroundings.

                                   “(Y/n)!? Merlin’s Beard! What’s happened!” You whimpered at the voice as they came over. They knelt down gently taking you in their arms. You looked up and were met with concerned icy blue eyes. “That leg doesn’t look good (Y/n)” He scolded.

                                     Tears dropped onto his shirt as You clung onto him. “It hurts Theseus…” You whimpered. “I know I’ll fix it (Y/n)” Theseus said holding you closer.

                                      You were pretty sure that he didn’t know… And you were pretty sure that he couldn’t fix it… 

❝ You’re the best, dad. ❞

Plot: Jaebum and his two twins are the new “trio” of the reality “The Return of Superman”

Words count: 2,2k+

Pairing: Fluff, Fluff, Fluff

For anon, I hope you like it cutie! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥

P.S. I’ve never seen this reality, so I hope I’ve made “justice” to reality / “Mami” is a sweet nickname for “Mom”


“Babe… Wake up.”  

A tired groan made your son laugh but you were well away from being happy. You knew perfectly what day it was and the idea of staying alone with both your children scared you slightly.  

Especially since it was the first time. You still couldn’t understand how your manager had succeeded, aided by your beautiful, sweet and cheating wife, to become part of the cast of “Return of Superman”. Because you kept, after four years, to hold you a bad father. You were often absent for work and you had lost every moment really important.  

You couldn’t imagine that but your twins, the little Jaesi and Wonwoo, loved you in an unconditional way and rejoiced for every little moment that you spent together.  

“They’ve already prepared the cameras and I have to go, Jaebum..” The sweetness in your wife’s voice forced you to open your eyes and her hair gently tickle your face.  

“At least it’s an easy task?”  

“The easiest love, promised.” She murmured, just touching your lips with a little peck.  


“I’m awake Jaesi, I’m awake princess.” Immediately the sweet weight of your daughter took your breath away since she had thrown herself with all her strength on your chest, but those little attentions were able to banish your grumpy side in less than a few seconds.  

If you were to admit that you were incredibly softened by the day you found out that your wife was pregnant, but you were always trying to show some detachment because otherwise she would start teasing you and you couldn’t bear it.  

“Are you quite presentable to get out of the bedroom..?”  

“I’ll make myself prepared by Jaesi, she’s very good at setting up Appa’s hair, right?”  

The youngest of the house started hopping on the bed due to her suddenly joy, while the amused look of your wife made you smile and you followed her with your eyes when she stepped out of your room.  

The door remained open and after a few minutes a sleepy and grumpy, he had taken everything from you as you always repeated, Wonwoo made his entrance and climbed on the bed.  

He hid his face between the pillows and you watched him smiling, resting your head again on your pillow and starting to gently caress his back.  

“Appa I want to sleep…”  

“Me too Wonwoo, me too..” You whispered accomplice, turning around on your back and taking him in your arms letting him laid on you. One of the things you most loved was that, staying in bed and cuddling them until you were able to feel your cheeks hurt because of the too much smiling.  

Immediately he curled against you and you could feel that he had started to suck his finger since you had recently started trying to make him stop the pacifier.  

“App–why is he here? I had to make you beautiful! ”  

“Don’t get upset, a long day expect us and you’ve to be good with your appa….”  

“We shall see, pft.” She snorted and stepped out of the room leaving you grounded and making you realize that those forty-eight hours would have been incredibly, frightfully endless.  

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Masked - Part 7

Word Count: 1717

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language, panic attack, angst, don’t worry there is some fluff 

A/N: Soooo hey guys… I know it’s been awhile since I posted masked. I’m sorry! Finals are this week and then I’m out for the summer! So i should be able to post more often! Anyway enjoy and sorry for the wait again. 


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Part 6

Originally posted by tomhollanddaily

After the team caught you and Peter in the middle of a makeout session, they wouldn’t let it go for months. On a daily basis, the both of you were teased endlessly because clearly, they had nothing better to do. For a while, you and Peter took it slow, not wanting to put labels on anything just yet. However, with the team’s constant pestering about you two should be “Facebook official” at this point, you proudly decided to call him your boyfriend. You also hoped that meant they would stop teasing you but you soon found out you two had a lot more to deal with.

First off, Clint always made kissy faces at the two of you, Tony would be way overprotective, and to make matters worse, Sam would go as far as suggesting that Peter should carry some protection in his pocket from now on. And yes, the Spiderling was mortified as well as you were. Natasha did kick his ass but that didn’t stop her and Wanda from asking for all the juicy gossip. In simpler terms; the team had issues with personal space but at this point, they weren’t changing.

Other than that, life was great with the Avengers. Especially now since Tony and Bruce were able to figure out a solution to help with the side effect you were having with your powers. If the team wasn’t protective before, they were now more than ever once they saw what could really happen if you overuse your powers. Long story short, you fainted on one of your first missions in the middle of the battle. You definitely got an earful that night. But with the power of science, you soon found an answer to your problems.

Weeks of testing led to a discovery of an imbalance the alien DNA caused in your immune system that resulted in random nosebleeds and feelings of lightheadedness. Finally, you were able to live a bit normally for someone whose DNA is mixed with an alien’s. All you had to do was get a shot four times a year from Bruce to keep everything stable.

Which led you to today, sitting in the lab as Bruce gave you your second shot of the year. And of course, your boyfriend was standing next to you holding your hand. You barely felt the shot but he was dead set on making sure you felt safe.

“And that should do it,” Bruce said putting away his supplies. “Tell me if you start feeling lightheaded or-”

“Greenie I know, you told me this before,” You joked as he rolled his eyes. “You and Tony gave me this whole speech on what I should look out for.”

Saying a quick goodbye, you followed Peter out into the living room before flopping down onto the couch. Laying your head in his lap you, sighed with content once he started playing with your hair.

“Wanna have a movie marathon?” Peter asked wiggling his eyebrows as you giggled. “And don’t tell me you have school work because I know you finished everything.”

“Pete I would love too but I have a paper due in two weeks-”

“Exactly two weeks,” He added as you slightly pouted. “Aw is my little glowstick gonna pout because they’re an overachiever. “

You sat up hitting your boyfriend’s arm playfully. “Excuse you Spiderling, but being an overachiever is the reason why I graduated early! Besides you never know when a mission comes up and-”

“Babe,” he interrupted brushing a few pieces of your hair out of your eyes that fell in your rambling.  You face turned a slight shade of pink as he continued talking. “I’m only giving you a hard time. Trust me I know how important school is for you but sometimes it’s good to take a break once in awhile.”

“Can we watch The Princess Bride?” You sheepishly mumbled giving in.

“Sure, and let me guess you want ice cream as well?”

Nodding excitedly, Peter laughed as he made his way to the kitchen. Just as you were about to press play on the movie, your boyfriend returned with bowls of ice cream. Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, you plopped down on the couch and started the movie.

The movie wasn’t on for long before you finished your ice cream and one of your favorite scenes from the movie was just about to appear. Giggling to yourself, you hopped out of your seat and turned to face your boyfriend.

“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die,” You said pointing your spoon at Peter.

“Why am I not surprised,” He laughed as he stood up from his seat with a slight smirk. “You’re going down glowstick.”

“We’ll see about that spoody.”

Lunging forward you quickly hit his spoon before letting out another giggle. As the movie continued on in the background, the two of you chased each other around the room trying to get the upper hand. It wasn’t until Peter jumped over the couch when you realized you needed to use one of the moves Natasha taught you. As he landed in front of you, you swiftly knocked his feet from under him. Tackling your boyfriend to the ground, you laughed loudly.

“I win,” You said hovering over him.

“Oh, whatever will I do!” He dramatically yelled.

“Hmm,” You began leaning closer to Peter’s face. “A kiss should-”

Cutting you off, Peter closed the gap between the two of you and smashed his lips onto yours. Giggling a bit, you deepen the kiss, as things started to get a bit more heated. Letting him sit up, you wrapped your legs around his waist while running your fingers through his hair. As Peter’s hands slowly started sinking pass your hips, you heard someone clearing their throat.

“Parker, you better watch where you put your hands bud,” Tony said in a low voice.

Peter was off of you in a matter of seconds, muttering a slur of apologies as you sighed into your hands. Tony always knew when to come in and ruin a perfect moment.

“Tonyyyyyy,” You grumbled.


“What do you want,” Peter said as his face matched the color of his suit. “It better be important.”

“Well I mean I have some new suit updates for the both of you but you want to go back to sinning then by all means.”

“Says the man that use to bring home total strangers because he was-”

“So do you want to see the new updates or not?” Tony said clearly wanting to change the subject.  

“Fine,” The two of you said following Tony to the elevators. Sure you hated them but you were in no mood fighting about whether or not to take the stairs.

Stepping inside and watching the doors shut, you instantly got a bad feeling when the elevator shook. Trying to tell yourself it was just you being paranoid, you played with the hem of your shirt. Sensing that you were on edge, Peter stood next to you.

“Hey are you-” He said before the elevator came to a screeching stop.

Not good.

“FRIDAY, what’s happening?” Tony sighed as the A.I responded with only static. “We made in in here for a while.”

“Oh,” You responded feeling a lump grow in your throat.

This was not good at all.

“Hey, Pete can you hold this for me while I see what’s happening.”

“Yeah, sure thing.”

While they were both distracted, the walls started slowly closing in around you. Sinking to the floor, you found it harder and harder to breathe. All you could think about was that place. A place where you never wanted be again but here you were, reliving your horrible memories. You pushed back those thoughts for so long that it physically hurt just remembering them.

“Wait I think I got-”

Before Tony could finish his sentence, the elevator screeched once more as it fell down a floor. Letting out a loud gasp like everyone else, you buried your head in your knees.

“(Y/N)?” Peter asked once he saw the state you were in. “Babe.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, all you saw was your mom calling out to your younger self among the people running in terror as you gazed up at the sky watching large pieces of rubble falling towards you. You boyfriend’s voice was beginning to be drowned out by the images flashing by. You could now only hear people screaming and then, you did too.

Tony was in his own world until he heard a scream. Nearly having a heart attack he turned in your direction, only to see you shaking in the corner. It didn’t take long for him to put two and two together before he realized you were having a panic attack. He had so many himself that it was almost second nature to him.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong talk to me.” Peter panicked. “Babe, say something!”

“No… No… No… ,” You sobbed.

“Kid!” Tony shouted trying to get Peter’s attention. “Peter, get your ass over here and watch the tablet. The elevator is almost fixed just make sure FRIDAY gets rebooted. I got (Y/N), come over here.”

Peter nodded, still looking at you with a worried expression. Handing him the tablet, Tony watched as you remained in a fear-ridden state. Reaching out to touch your arm, you roiled and screamed once more. Whatever you were reliving was clearly something you pushed back for years. Tony knew exactly how you were feeling right now. Things always bubbled over at some point and today was that day.

“(Y/N), I just want you to know I’m here ok? You’re ok, and we’re going to get you out of here,” Tony said slowly reaching his hand out. Grabbing your hand, he felt you grip it tightly as you whispered under your breath. “Just hold my hand kid, we’ll be out of here soon.”

“Mom,” you whimpered. “Don’t leave me… ”

“You’re ok kid, you’re ok,” Tony whispered as his heart broke at the sight of you. He knew you were all getting out of this elevator but what he didn’t know was how much of his words were actually true.

And that was a thought that scared him.

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Love At First Sight - Harry Styles One-Shot

There are many people who believe in true love. There are many people who believe in love at first sight. Y/N thinks of herself as one of those people. Maybe because she was a romantic at heart, maybe because she needed to something good to believe on when life got too hard. Either way, Y/N believed those things to be true and could only hope one of them would happen to her.

Until it did.

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Extra Credit - Part 3 Jaebum Fic

Next thing you know, you’re at Mr. Im’s house after school. You kind of wish you didn’t agree to babysit his child but you couldn’t say no. He was really desperate for someone to baby sit him and you were his last resort.

You went to the little boy’s school to pick him up and you explained his father asked you to pick him up. He asked “what’s the code” and you replied “bart simpson” because Mr. Im told you prior that was the code. The boy giggled. Mr. Im taught his child well. That was very clever of him. By having a code, it would prevent the child from being stolen. You also learned Mr. Im had an obsession with Bart. Everyone has their weird obsessions right? 

His child’s name is Jaehyun. He is 4 years old but acts more mature. You were walking toward your car with him and he ran toward your door with his little legs and attempted to open it for you.

“Dad told me to be nice to all women no matter what” he said.
He spoke softly and cutely. He has straight black hair with sparkling dark brown eyes just like his fathers. He didn’t have the two eye moles like Jaebum but he had a mole underneath his eye.

“Thank you Jaehyun” you said staring back at him because you couldn’t believe how cute he was. The way he spoke was very adorable and sweet. It might sound mean but you really didn’t like kids. Their whining and screeching and how they always picked their nose irritated you. But Jaehyun hasn’t annoyed  you. He hasn’t whined or complained yet and he seemed very calm. Maybe you weren’t annoyed because he was Mr. Im’s child and you were infatuated with Mr. Im. You felt so creepy and weird for thinking your teacher is attractive. It is December and you are still fascinated by him. You really needed to stop being so in love with Mr. Im though. Why couldn’t you just look at him like a regular man? Oh right… It’s because he’s about 23, which is young, and he is single and good looking. His voice was smooth, even when teaching, and he always dressed in gorgeous dress shirts. Who knew simple dress shirts could turn you on. You could smell his cologne when you asked him questions about assignments at his desk and you wanted to just stuff your face in his chest.

You played hide and seek with Jaehyun for an hour and then he wanted to play with some of his Legos so you agreed. You really sacrificed that afternoon because you hate Legos a lot. No particular reason. You just disliked them. Wow, you just realized you’re very negative: dislikes certain kids, hates Legos, what’s next?

Another hour or so passed and Jaehyun said he was hungry. This child is perfect. Most kids would start whining and saying “WHERE IS MY FOOD” but Jaehyun said in a sweet voice, “I am hungry Ms. Y/N do you think we can have a snack?” He is so mature you thought. Before you could answer, the door swung open and you saw Mr. Im holding takeout from Bambam’s family Thai restaurant, also your favorite restaurant. But you knew you shouldn’t stay.

“Oh perfect, Jaehyun said he was hungry just now” you said grabbing your coat and walking toward your teacher.

“Dad!! Y/N and me played a lot I was having so much fun. I missed you” Jaehyun screamed.

Mr. Im hugged his son quickly and looked at you confusedly.

“Why are you grabbing your coat Y/N? I brought this food for all of us. Thank you so much for babysitting Jaehyun”

Oh no. He wants to eat dinner with all of you? You wanted to get out of the house as quickly as possible now that Mr. Im arrived. You can’t even look at him in the eye without blushing.

You turned around slowly with a fakeish smile and said “Oh I have to finish homework! I wish I could stay but thanks for the offer. Sorry!”
Your voice was abrupt.

“Nonsense! How can you have homework? If I remember correctly, Mrs. Foster gave a math test today and she never gives homework on the days she gives out tests. And the language arts teachers all had a conference so you had a free period right? I don’t know about your other classes but I certainly didn’t give homework. You can spare some time with us right?”

Wow. He really put you in your place. That was a long justification he just gave you to make you stay. You felt your cheeks reddening because of embarrassment and because you looked at him and he smiled at you with his teeth showing. Was this your first time seeing his toothy grin? It was gorgeous.

“Please stay Y/N.” he said again with a smile.

You ended up having dinner with them and you were glad considering they were having your favorite. But you weren’t glad at the same time. Awkward moments and hand brushings happened between you and Mr. Im as you helped him set up the table. You and Mr. Im discussed fundraiser ideas for your class and the new principal of the school. What fascinating topics… Sarcasm. Jaehyun was busy playing with his food instead of eating it while you guys chatted. But, if any of your friends found out about this scenario… they would bombard you with questions and suspicions. It was such a harmless event. You only baby sat his child and ate dinner. You’re telling yourself its harmless and it really is, but what would happen if people made up a rumor about it all. A couple years back, that story your friend told you of a girl kissing Mr. Im’s cheek was the story of the entire school for a week. You had nothing to worry about though because no one knows of this current situation or teachers lounge one from September. And you certainly won’t mention.

As your saying your farewells to Jaehyun and grabbing your coat, Mr. Im stops you.

“Don’t leave just yet. Let me thank you for helping me so much today” he says happily while handing you a hundred dollar bill.

One baby sitting job and he’s giving you a hundred dollar bill? It was literally for only two hours? What the hell?

“Oh there’s really no need to thank me and please keep your money. I cant accept money from my teacher It was not a problem baby sitting him. He is very cute.” you said with a laugh.

“How about I add extra credit to your grade then?”

There he goes again with the stupid extra credit. The thing that got your thoughts running wild the first time he emailed you. Then you went off and kissed him the next day.

“Sure that’ll be fine.” you said. What else could you do but to agree?

He began asking you on the days you would be free because he wanted to make you a permanent babysitter on some days when he couldn’t pick Jaehyun up from school on time due to grading papers and other meetings. Great… Would it be a bad decision to accept?

“I can pick him up any time after school and I can be with him until you return from work. Just tell me the days you’ll be working late” you said with some hesitation. You thought you sounded like a loser. You wanted to smack your head because you couldn’t bare babysitting Jaehyun if it meant seeing Mr. Im’s face a little more often. You would faint.

“Thank you so much it really means a lot Y/N. Can I have your number so I can text you during school on when I would be working a bit late? I hope your okay with late notice. I am sorry; sometimes things come up during the school hours. I won’t be working late everyday, but sometimes I get a little busy.”

“It’s really not a problem” you said. He asked for your number and you didn’t answer because you were nervous and unsure.

“Okay! Lets exchange numbers!” Mr. Im said again.

Oh no. You had no choice. You exchanged numbers and then you realized you were acting super childish. Your hand was trembling when you were putting your number in his phone. You took back your phone and noticed the way he named himself on your phone.

“JB? With a smiley face?”

“You can call me that. Wouldn’t it be awkward to call me Mr. Im all the time?”

It would be more awkward to call your teacher by a nickname you thought to yourself.

“I will pay you 100 dollars each time you babysit.”

“Please Mr. Im, that would be unnecessary!” you said quickly.

It would be weird to have your teacher pay you.

“I’m sorry. I forgot that you only settle for extra credit you little nerd.” he said laughing.

“Extra Credit doesn’t cut it. I don’t want anything Mr.Im.”

“What can I do to repay you then? Kiss you?” he says with a bit of sass and a smirk.

Your cheeks turn a bright red and you stare down at the ground. This is the most embarrassing moment of your entire life.

“I was only kidding. We can discuss this later. Good night dear.”

So now he called you dear? What the hell?

You pretended like you weren’t affected by his comment and said goodbye.

Winter was coming to an end and spring arrived. You and Mr. Im grew a bit closer in the student teacher relationship. It was normal and things didn’t get creepy or weird. You called him JB at his house but Mr. Im at school. He did continue to tease you in front of your classmates and you actually liked it sometimes because you liked when he spoke to you or gave you attention. Even if he was making fun of you. You had a hopeless crush and there was no harm in having one. You regret kissing him but you were happy he wasn’t awkward about it.

“Oh you’re so short Y/N.”

“When will you stop roasting me Mr. Im? You never ever roast Irene or Wendy.”

“I don’t want to roast them. I only roast the people I like which is you.” he said looking into your eyes sternly. He laughed jokingly.

That was a conversation one afternoon and it made you happy even if you knew that wasn’t meant to be flirty. You were blind. You wanted to think it was flirty. He was your crush after all. He told you often that Jaehyun complained when you weren’t there and missed you constantly. He rarely complained about anything but he complained if you weren’t present. Sometimes Mr. Im would buy you guys take out and eat at the dinner table like a regular family. He never cooked but you didn’t mind. Who knows what the hell he would make. Sometimes you guys went out to dinner. People from school could see you if you went out with Jaehyun and Mr. Im so you constantly protested when Mr. Im suggested going out. He would tell you it wasn’t a big deal but you would sit in fear. You insisted on paying him back but he said that this was his gift for you for babysitting Jaehyun.

“Stop being so paranoid shorty. What’s wrong with having dinner with a student?” he would say.

EVERYTHING! you thought to yourself.

You started getting use to the routine and you would ask JB about his day and all the teacher gossip.

“I shouldn’t be telling you this but did you know Mrs. Raven has a glass eye?” JB would tell you.

You used to always hang out with Jackson after school and you would ask about your classmates gossip but now your more interested about the teachers gossip. Your best friend was basically replaced by a teacher. Jackson would ask to hang out after school but you told him you had to tutor some children. He thought you were bullshitting him because he knew you didn’t like kids but you told him you were being truthful. You felt bad for lieing but if you ever told Jackson about JB he would take it the wrong way. Considering JB is a good looking fellow, everyone would think your sleeping with him but he really is a gentleman. Everyone in your school thinks JB is a bit of a player considering the girl from a couple years back kissed him and he didn’t react. WELL WOULD YOU WANT A REACTION OR SOMETHING?! JB HANDLED THE SITUATION LIKE A MAN you always said that in your head when you heard people talking about the situation. The girl shouldn’t have done it. You hung out with Jackson when you could but Jackson could feel the friendship deteriorating and it made him very curious on what you were always up to.

One day Mr. Im texted you and said, “I have a date tomorrow night and I’m sorry to have you do a late shift but are you able to? Can you come by tomorrow at 6:45? My date is at 7.”

He’s having a date.. This must be his first in a while. Or maybe before you became the babysitter he went on dates. All these thoughts went on in your mind and you grew increasingly jealous. Why are you jealous? You’re supposed to have a crush on him but you’re only supposed to admire his looks from a far. But no. You’re very jealous and you feel immature.

“Hey Y/N! I’m glad you could babysit Jaehyun. I haven’t been on a date in like two years so you can tell I’m a big excited!”

Oh two years…

“It’s no problem I hope you have fun!”

Suddenly Mr.Im hugs you and whispers in your ear “I am so nervous.”

This is what you hated/loved. When he made these sudden movements: hugging, teasing your height and made you blush, points on history essays that you didn’t even turn in but he gave you an A+ because you babysat Jaehyun. This was his idea of extra credit and you loved it kind of.. You weren’t as jealous as you were the night before because you realized that his girlfriend left him with this child. Imagine the pain he must’ve gone through. She abandoned Jaehyun but you didn’t know for sure because he never told you the details. And this is his first date since she left. No wonder he’s nervous. You are happy for him that he is finally entering the dating scene. You can live with the pain in your heart of your hopeless history teacher crush because you’re still young but this man is an adult and he deserves love at the age of 23. Your 18 year old mind needs to mature you thought to yourself.

You pat his back and his fluffy hair and tell him good luck and that it’ll be great. If anyone from school saw this they would conclude things but it was innocent. You say goodbye and you go to hang out with Jaehyun. Your favorite show was Scooby Doo as a child and you recently caught Jaehyun watching the new version of it. That made you so happy because you’re never to old to watch Scooby Doo. Jaehyun even laughed at the jokes and you can’t believe how cute and sweet the boy is. His cute giggle made you smile and wish you could be with him forever. Over the past few months you have gotten closer to him and you even made him interested in K-pop. His favorite song was G-Dragon’s Crayon. The fact that Jaehyun listened to you harping about all your favorite boy groups and girl groups made you adore him more. Finally someone who listened to your obsession. Sometimes kids only want to talk about themselves but Jaehyun payed attention to you. A four year old is paying attention to you and you are so happy.

Jaehyun fell asleep at 9 while you guys were watching Beauty and the Beast because you told him it would be fun since all Disney movies were fun but it ended up making him fall asleep. And you went to tuck him in his bed and gave him a little kiss on his forehead. He was too precious and had such good manners. You wished you babysat at night more often because you had fun watching TV with him.

You were walking back to the living room and then you realized JB’s ex-girlfriend left him when Jaehyun was 2. The last time JB went on a date was two years ago, so that means two years ago he was taken by his ex? Right? You dismissed the thoughts and just scrolled through Instagram, snapchat, and twitter mindlessly and ended up falling asleep on the couch.

You awoke to the sound of the door opening and shutting harshly and you jumped from the sudden sound. JB walked in and he has a fixed look of despair on his face.

“What’s wrong? Did it not go well?” you said in a worried tone. You were genuinely concerned and sad for JB. It didn’t go well? You wanted the best for him.

“I wouldn’t say it didn’t go well but I’m just sad and I don’t even know why I went out.” JB said in a shaky voice. He sat down next to your legs which were across the couch.

“I don’t know what happened between you and your ex in the past but I’m sure the more dates you go on, the more comfortable you will get and the more you’ll forget the past and go back to normal.”

You weren’t sure if your statement was too personal considering you assumed things about his emotions. You weren’t sure if he was sad because of his ex or not and you accidentally brought up his ex even though he didn’t mention her.

He tapped on your smooth legs and drew circles on them just so his hands could concentrate on something.. “She left me two years ago and this is the first time I went out with a girl since then. She… She was beautiful. But she didn’t want to care for Jaehyun. She said she was too busy but I was too. But I always made time. We were young and didn’t have much money. I’m surprised we even made it two years without getting broke. She said that it was too much for her and she couldn’t handle it anymore. She said she would leave me with Jaehyun and concentrate on herself. She said she lost feelings for me too. She said she was sorry. She said even though we had a kid that didn’t entitle her to love me forever. I understand she stopped loving me. We were high school sweethearts…those never last. We were too young for Jaehyun anyway. But she left him. She actually left him. That is what made her very unappealing to me. To leave your child? That is not beautiful or praise worthy. I will forever keep Jaehyun. I love him. He is so kind… and… I wanna raise him to be a good man…and I will forever cherish him. I will never abandon him. He is a responsibility and I am happy to carry that responsibility.”

Those were the sweetest things you have ever heard someone say. He really loves Jaehyun. Fatherly love is just too beautiful and enchanting. Your hopeless crush on JB made you love him more and you couldn’t bare to see him so depressed.

“I am just your student and babysitter but I hope you can find comfort in my words. Every child deserves a mother. Sometimes circumstances prevent the child from his mother. In this case, his mother left. But I know you are doing such an amazing job taking care of Jaehyun. He is the most well-mannered boy in this entire world. I have seen so many rude kids that made me dislike children as a whole but after being with Jaehyun, I realize he deserves the world. It is a pity he can’t be with his mom and I’m sorry that you had to go through that pain. Be strong. I know you can. I have faith in you. One day you can go out freely and meet women and then you’ll find a woman who will jus click with you and even if she isn’t Jaehyun’s real mother, her love for you will bring joy to Jaehyun and she’ll love him dearly when she loves you too. I don’t know if this makes sense because I’m only 18 but I hope everything works out.”

His hands had stopped making circles on your legs and instead just lay softly on your legs. You attempted to withdraw your legs from his hands to give him a little hug but he grabbed your left leg firmly.

“I… I.. I’m sorry. Don’t leave my grasp.” JB said.

You awkwardly sat there. This is the most in depth conversation the entire year and to be honest, it wasn’t THAT awkward. Until he grabbed your leg of course.

A few minutes pass and then he suddenly darts his eyes to yours.
He moves closer to you and grabs your head and places it at the crook of his neck and he whispers in your ear with a tone of sadness and desperation… “Please. Please don’t leave me. I’m scared.. I.. I just.. you are so mature.. and sweet… And Jaehyun has been so happy since you entered his life. I am so thankful you are his babysitter” he said while stroking you leg now.
“He has always been a happy boy even when his mom left; he was too young to realize but he still smiled and even more when you came. He knows his mom left him because I had to tell him and I was so sad that he remembers her somewhat and has to go through the pain of his mom not wanting him. I had to tell him because all his friends at school had mothers. But he comforted me and told me I was the best dad ever. He is caring and i love him but.. I wish he had a motherly figure. You’re so motherly to him. Ever since I met you in September… I have to admit that I.. I think you are the most mature woman I have ever met. You handle every situation delicately and carefully. I admire that. I can’t just ask you to be his mother but I just want to admit this now. After tonight I realized how much I enjoy your company and how grateful I am to have you in our lives.”
You hesitated and were surprised by his ramblings.
“I have grown to admire and adore Jaehyun and I have always admired you as my boss and teacher.” you said to JB.

You both sat in silence and JB suddenly spoke with a quiver in his tone.

“I know I can’t say this but I think you’re… charming and such a great supporter and I.. I think you… I really like…I.”

He kept stuttering trying to think of what to say exactly.

“Thank you Mr. Im I like you as a teacher and a boss too. I really want to care for Jaehyun because he deserves the world” you said quickly. You only thought that’s what he meant. But he really meant he had grown to like you.

“No… I don’t think you understand. I like your personality. I like the way you ask about my shitty day. I want to… get to know you. You’re funny and you are always interested about my boring life shorty… it makes me feel important. I love teasing you too. I must sound like a loser but I haven’t had such affection in a long time. You’re petite and so cute. I call you shorty but I really like your face when I tease you. I shouldn’t be telling you this but I have been feeling this for quite some time.”

Was he drunk? He has been rambling for a long time since he came back and now he’s saying he liked you? What has gotten into him? This is your dream -for him to like you- but it was not a reality you felt. You looked into his eyes to see if you could tell if he had any signs that he was intoxicated. He looked normal and then you inched closer to his mouth to see if you could smell any alcohol and you thought maybe you would kiss him again in this silence. JB looked into your eyes to see if you had any approval but you had a questionable look. He grabs your small hand and puts his left arm around your back and harshly but urgently kisses you. But it was gentle. You are a bit late to respond. He’s kissing you now? How? He likes you? You kiss him back at this point and press yourself closer, wanting to feel more of his heavenly lips. His hand moves back and forth against your back and he dips his tongue inside your mouth and your tongues dance with each other. He explores your cavern for the first time and grabs your waist.. He kisses the side of your lips and then begins to move down your jaw and starts kissing the nape of your neck. It sends a shiver down your spine. No one has ever kissed you there before. He lightly bites the area and you were afraid it would leave a mark.

“I… I can’t do this. It’s wrong. I am your student” you said in a hushed whisper.

“I have been controlling myself since the beginning of the school year… I can’t control myself” He said while sliding his hands up your shirt. He pulled away from you and just stared at your eyes.

“I want to be with you… But wouldn’t that affect our relationship?” you said. You finally got what you wanted: your teacher returning his crush for you. But it felt wrong. You were scared.

He twirls your hair in his fingers and leans closer to you lips and whispers right above them “I want you.”

You realized that he was being serious. Your teacher actually likes you back. You completely gave in.
“So take me Mr. Im. I’m all yours.” you said as you captured his Iips.

coffee. (youngjae x reader)

Originally posted by jypnior

A/N: Please be nice, as this is my first attempt at writing a reader insert thing. Constructive criticism is appreciated!

Genre: Fluff

Summary: When you’re having issues focusing, a cute barista is the perfect distraction.

Words: 1,393

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“You might want to close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.”

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btsarmykid  asked:

Can you do 35 and 74 for namjoon? And can me being pregnant be mentioned? Thanksss I love your work btw ❤

Member: Namjoon

Prompt Request: “It’s been a while.” “Too long.” & . “You should marry me.”

Genre: Fluff

Imagine Summary: After breaking up one months ago, Namjoon sees Y/N at a pharmacy and finds out that she’s pregnant.

Word Count: 1k


Absolutely worn out from practice, I trudged my way into the pharmacy as I was in dire need of a muscle relaxer. We were preparing for not only our upcoming world tour but also our comeback which came with a whole new set of choreographies for each of the new songs on the album. I wiped the sweat off my brow as I skimmed through the aisles. I finally found the small plastic bottle and made a beeline towards the cashier. From afar I saw a girl dressed in grey sweatpants and a pullover burgundy sweater. She ran her hands through her long brown hair that fell down her back and ended right near her perfectly round bottom.

I got in line, eager to see the face of the girl with the perfect rear-view. As soon as I was within arms-length of her however, I recognized the girl; it was Y/N. We hadn’t seen each other since she broke up with me a month ago. I immediately wanted to switch aisles or even leave the store in total but my feet stayed planted to their stop on the floor. In my temporary paralysis, I remembered how much I’d missed her and how much it hurt to see her so close to me and not be able to reach out to her the way i once would have.

It was Y/N’s turn to cash out so she moved forward and placed her item on the counter. My eyes immediately zeroed in on the slim white box I recognized to be a pregnancy test.

“Why are you buying that?” I blurted out so quick I had no chance to even rethink my choice of words or my tone. Immediately Y/N whipped her head around to face me. Her cheeks were flushed her eyes looked a bit swollen, probably from lack of sleep.

“Joonie..” She murmured, her mouth ajar. She quickly shifted to block the little box from my view.

“Y/N… it’s been awhile,” I said. “Too long.”

“Yeah it has,” she replied softly. Her voice was as light as ever but a bit more raspy than usual.

“How will you be paying?” asked the girl behind the register, claiming Y/N’s attention again.

Y/N mumbled a quick, “Debit” and tapped her card. She quickly put the box in her purse, trying to be inconspicuous.

“Wait for me, will you?” I asked her. I wondered who she could be buying the pregnancy test for.

She nodded and waited for me to finish my transaction. I swiftly added a Ring Pop to my items, remembering that they were her favorite candy.

We exited the store together and I shivered at the cool air that brushed over my skin leaving me with goosebumps.

“So, how have you been?” She asked, keeping her eyes on the ground as we walked through the parking lot. I could see her car in the distance and if it was possible I wanted to transport the car even farther so that I would have an excuse to be around her longer.

“Fine. Just busy. You?”

“Same old. Same old.” she replied dryly,

I scratched the back of my head trying come up with the right way to phrase my question. “So who is the test for? Is it for Camille?” I asked. Camille was Y/N’s best friend and I remembered that Camille was always complaining about her boyfriend not being completely committed to her. I had heard her talk about trying to get pregnant before to teach him a lesson and I didn’t buy it, but now that Y/N had the test in the her purse there was only one explanation.

We reached her car and Y/N turned around to face me.

“It’s not for Camille. The test is for me.” The corners of her eyes were watering and it did not help my confusion.

“Is there someone else? Already?” I tried to keep my voice under control, I didn’t want to cry and I sure as hell didn’t want to yell at her.

“No. Never.” She said. She kept her gaze focused on my eyes and between our stare I found my answer. She was carrying my child.

I took in a deep breath. “Are you positive?” I asked in anticipation.

“This will be my third test.” She mumbled.

I stood there for a moment mouth gaping open, not knowing what question to ask next. “How long have you known? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn't’ want you to feel burned. You are at the peak of your career and you didn’t ask for this. I didn’t want you to ever have to sacrifice your dreams for me.”

I shook my head. “I would do anything for you. This child is not a burden… It’s a gift and it’ll bring us closer together. I may not be here for you first months but I’ll be here when it’s born and I’ll take care of the both of you, not because you’re a responsibility but because you are the love of my life and I-I”

I didn’t know how else to explain how much Y/N meant to me so I quickly reached into the plastic pharmacy bag I had in my hand and turned my back to her. I yanked the Ring Pop out and turned around. I got down on one knee in the parking lot and held out the blue and red candy to her.

“Y/N put your faith in me. Put your faith in us. I want to have this child with you. I want you to know that you are everything to me. I want you to know that you should marry me.”

Y/N dropped down to her knees and cupped my face. Tears streaming down her flushed face, she managed to say “Yes,” her voice even cracking a bit.

I placed the ring pop on her finger and pulled her into a tight embrace. I was never letting go again.

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Moaning Mona Lisa [m]

Genre: Smut/Fluff ⚠️ (Oral? Taehyung’s tongue? idk lmao)

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 3297 he’s my bias… I got carried away… I’m sorry…

Summary: Taehyung can’t finish his painting until his muse can relax…

A/N: This is the fourth installment of my Spring Day drabbles series! I only have three left to do. They should be up later this week! Check out my other ones thru the link at the end of this post 😊

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The Other Side of the Ocean


Rhode Island is for … friends

Taylor stops at the crosswalk, the two handles of the stroller firmly in her grasp, as she looks both directions for the absence of approaching cars. Blake stands next to her in a flowy white peasant dress, her hair tucked under a large wicker sunhat.

“Okay James,” Taylor says, as she pushes the two-year-old into the street, “we’re almost to the horsies!” Two-year-old James is curled up in her stroller, sucking on her thumb, wearing heart-shaped pink sunglasses, hair in a short ponytail, and a matching two-piece skort and t-shirt.

“Haw-sies!” James cries out, her thumb coming out of her mouth just long enough to cry out. “Haw-sies!” she says again, pointing across the street at the spinning carousel.  

Blake laughs and turns to Taylor as they reach the other side of the two-lane road. “It sounded like she said ‘hussies’!”

Taylor giggles and her eyes dance from behind her red-framed sunglasses. “That is on the *other* side of town,” she smirks. “I can take you there later if you wanna go…”

The two women laugh again, and as baby James overhears, she joins in with her mother and friend, giggling loudly too.

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glorioussandwichwhispers  asked:

32. 32. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” - Hartwin. Please <3

Oh boy. This got away on me. Apologies in advance?

It’s an awkward balancing act, juggling what he’s carrying and maneuvering his arm to press his thumb to the scan pad, then to jab in the passcode before it times out while not spilling anything, but he manages, just like he does every other day.

“Morning, Harry,” Eggsy calls as he enters the room. There is the mechanical whir of the door locking behind him; almost a welcome sound nowadays, the toll for the start of his favourite part of the day. As he bustles around the room, setting down his to-go cup of coffee, the paper bag containing his bagel (with too much cream cheese, just how he likes it and he’s sure Harry would greatly disapprove of), letting the file folders he had tucked underneath his elbow drop unceremoniously to the table with a relieved sigh. “You’re looking good today. Very lively.”

There isn’t an answer–but it’s not like he expects one anymore. The first week, he had. Had talked himself hoarse in hopes it would magically cause Harry’s eyes to open, his fingers aching with cramps from holding onto the bed rail so tightly his knuckles had gone white, red indents in the palms of his hands where his nails had dug in. He realized now, looking at how serene and sedated Harry was, how absurd that thought had been–but he had kind of hoped they’d be given just one more miracle. Apparently, he had expected far too much.

“Not laughing today, hey? Yeah, I guess my jokes ain’t as funny as they used to be.” Eggsy blows out his cheeks as he drops into the chair, rubbing a hand across his mouth. “S'alright. You still listen well enough.”

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