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Call Me Kitten | 2

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre:  Fluff | Hybrid!AU

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings: None

Word count: 1405

A/N: I’m falling in love with kitten!Jimin, he’s too cute, so here’s a part two for you all! Find Part 1 here

“Jimin?” You peered out from the bathroom, casually wiping your hands off on a towel as you padded through the quiet apartment, carefully pushing the bedroom door open.

You smiled softly at the sight, Jimin curled up on the bed, his white tail wrapped warmly around him, ears twitching occasionally as he slept, his hair falling into his face as usual. His chest rose and fell steadily, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he stirred, beginning to shake his head from side to side. You pouted a little, realising another dreadful nightmare was likely coming on, confirmed by the scared whimpers that began to slip past his lips as he tossed from side to side.

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All It Took Was A Joke

Word Count: 1340

Warnings: curse words, fluff

A/N: this one shot was requested and awe I thought the idea was very cute! Sorry it took so long to write! I’ve been so sick the past couple of days! I’m currently sitting in a doctors parking lot writing this oops! Much love!

Requested: after leaving Archie and Betty a few years back to be friends with Cheryl, Y/N rekindles her friendship with them, and ultimately becomes friends with Veronica and Kevin as well. She’s not so sure about Jughead though, but who knows maybe something will spark…

     "Betty! Archie!“ Y/N exclaimed, standing from her booth at Pops. The two look over to her and smile, and Betty walks over with her arms wide open.

    "Y/N!” she exclaims, embracing her in a hug. Archie comes over and wraps his arms around the both of them, and Betty and Y/N giggle.

    “I’m so glad you two could join me! I’ve missed you two terribly!” Y/N said, breaking free from Betty and Archie.

    “We’ve missed you too,” Archie smiled. “You look great!”

    “Archiekins, you see the girl every day at school, stop acting like you haven’t seen her in years.” Veronica teased, walking up to Y/N. “Veronica Lodge.” she confidently said, holding out her hand.

    “Sorry Veronica, I only give handshakes to people I’m not friends with, and I like you already, so bring it in.” Y/N said, holding her arms out open. Veronica stared at Y/N a second with a puzzled expression. It soon turned into a smile, and she hugged her.

    “Finally someone with my confidence!” she said, giggling.

    “Sorry Y/N, I know you were hoping for this to be just you, Archie, and I, but we brought three of our friends with us.” Betty said, and Y/N chuckled.

    “Don’t worry about it Bets, any friend of yours is a friend of mine.” Y/N smiled. Kevin came up and hugged Y/N by surprise. Y/N giggled, and when he released her she turned to face him.

    “Kevin Keller.” he said, and Y/N nodded.

    “Sheriffs boy?” she asked, and Kevin rolled his eyes, and chuckled.

    “Don’t worry, I’m not a snitch.” he joked, earning a laugh from everyone.

    “Good to know,” Y/N said, giving a mischievous smile. She looked at Betty and Archie and their two friends, and looked for the third, but they were no where to be seen. “Didn’t you say you brought three friends?” Y/N asked. Archie and Betty looked around for their friend.

    “Jughead!” Archie called. And Y/N gave a puzzled look to Kevin and Veronica.

    “Jughead?” She questioned and the two of them laughed and shrugged. Just then a tall boy wearing a grey beanie and dark clothing walked up to the group of friends, and Y/N stood, awestruck.

    “Jughead this is Y/N, Y/N this is Jughead.” Archie introduced the two, and Y/N collected herself from her thoughts and held her arms out to hug him.

    “I don’t do hugs.” Jughead said, and Y/N quickly put her arms down.

    “Oh-I… Im sorry.” she mumbled, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment.

    He may be cute but he’s kind of an ass… she thought.

    “Let’s sit down and eat.” Betty said, noticing the tension and motioned to the booth. Y/N slid into the booth and Jughead slid in after her, then Veronica. On the other side, right across from Y/N was Archie, Betty and then Kevin. Small talk between the friends went on, talking about things like school and family life, although Y/N was distracted by the tall boy sitting next to her. Part of her didn’t want to be around him, he was kind of a moody, outcast type. But the other part of her found him intriguing and handsome, and she wanted to know more. Y/N was quickly snapped out of her thoughts when Archie waved a menu in front of her face.

    “Y/N? It’s your turn to order.” He said, giving her a worried look. “You alright?”

    “Of course.” She said, nodding her head. She turned to the waiter, and smiled. “I’ll take my usual, a burger with fries and a chocolate milkshake.” The waiter wrote down her order and Jughead turned his head to Y/N and smiled.

    “You’re name was Y/N right?” He asked, and she felt a blush rise to her cheeks.

    “Yeah, Y/N  Y/L/N. Sorry it’s not as easy to remember as Jughead.” she teased, earning a laugh from him.

God he has a cute laugh, maybe he’s not as bad as I thought…

    Y/N looked around the table and saw everyone’s jaws wide open.

    “What?” she asked. And Betty shook from her trance and smiled.

    “You got Jughead Jones to laugh, like actually laugh! How..? I-we can almost never do that.” Jughead rolled his eyes and Y/N looked up at him.

    “Not much of a laugher are you?” She asked, and he shrugged.

    “Not much to laugh at.” he said, and she nodded her head.

    “Because no one has the same dry, sarcastic sense of humor like you. Got it.” she said and he chuckled, earning another round of surprised looks from everyone at the table.

    “Exactly.” He said and Y/N bumped into him.

    “Well it looks like I do.” she said, and he nodded.

   "Looks like you’ve met your match, Juggie.“ Archie said. The rest of the night, Jughead and Y/N talked and teased the rest of the group, and everyone stared at them knowingly. Much to Y/Ns surprise, Jughead ordered the same thing as her, and they ate their food and laughed at each other’s jokes. When the food was gone and everyone was tired, they all stood up deciding it was time to leave.

    "It was very nice meeting you,” Veronica said, hugging Y/N again. “You should definitely hang out with us more often, or all the time. Preferably the second one.” she joked and Y/N laughed.

    “Sit with us at lunch!” Kevin said, and Y/N smiled.

    “Yeah, you’re always welcome.” Archie said.

    “Well majority says I should so I guess I will!” Y/N said, and everyone smiled.

    “Good, I’ll have someone to actually talk to.” Jughead said, and Y/N rolled her eyes and laughed.

    “Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it, you have no one to talk to because no one understand you and your humor.” She teased and he smiled. “Well Jughead, I think it’s safe to say we are friends now, so how about that hug?” she asked holding her arms open.

    “If she gets him to do it, my whole life will have been a lie.” Kevin whispered to Veronica, but Archie and Betty heard it. They looked at eachother and nodded in agreement with Kevin.

    “She’ll need a miracle to get him to..”  Archie said.

    “Come on Jones…” Y/N said, giggling. Jughead rolled his eyes and hesitantly walked forward, and wrapped his arms around Y/N.

    “Oh my god.” Kevin said, and the whole group sat there in silence. Jughead pulled away slightly, his hands still around her waist.

    “You know I was so convinced I wasn’t going to like you.” He said and Y/N rolled her eyes. “Damn was I wrong.”

    “What changed your mind, Jones?” she asked, confidence laced in her voice.

    “I’m not sure, but I’m glad it did.” he said. He leaned down, his eyes flickering from her eyes to her lips. She met him half way, and they kissed.

    “OH MY GOD!” Kevin yelled. Jughead quickly pulled away, and they both turned bright red.

    “I forgot they were there.” Y/N mumbled. Jughead collected himself and made his way to the door.

    “Well I’ll see you guys tomorrow at lunch,” he said, waving. “Right Y/N?” he asked.

    “Wouldn’t dream of missing it.” she called and he left. Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin just sat there staring, and Y/N laughed. “Come on guys, close your mouths. You’re drooling all over Pops floor and I don’t think he appreciates it.” she said, laughing.

Nope, he’s definitely not as bad as I thought.

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It’s a Bet

Originally posted by ceohan

JB X Mark Series

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1,558

Genre: Angst, Smut, AU

Warning: Will contain Angst and Smut in other chapters; POV changes in some chapters

 A light chime rang as the door opened to the shop.  You began to take a deep breath and looked up to give a customer a big smile. “Welcome! Let me know if you need anything!” You say as delightful as you could be only in realizing that the customer were customers. A couple at that. Reminding you it had been five years since you’ve been in a relationship which in fact, next month you would be turning 23 and still single.  Another sigh left my mouth as the couple went to check out the menu of the café.

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Five Times Interrupted


Fandom: Doctor Who
Warning/s: Some serious sexual frustration, also some SMUT
Rating: Explicit 
Pairing/s: 10 x Reader

Summary: FIVE TIMES FIC- Another ‘Five Times Interrupted’ fic because so many of you loved the Benny Weir one and have requested more. Basically, you and the Doctor can’t seem to find some time alone when all the world’s a cockblock. 

Words: 1,461


You’d been back on Earth for two days now and currently had your back pressed against the inside of the door to the guest bedroom in Donna’s house- a friend of yours and the reason for your meeting with the Doctor. 

The Doctor had his body pressed firmly against yours and was sucking and nibbling and kissing his way along your throat and collarbone as you moaned quietly. 

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anonymous asked:

What are your top five fast food places and what is your favorite thing off their menus

1. In N Out. Double Double, Animal Style. Animal Style fries.

2. Chick-Fil-A. Chicken Sandwich with Chick Fil A sauce and/or Polynesian. With lemonade.

3. Jack in the Box. Ultimate Breakfast Sandwich.

4. McDonalds. Fries.

5. Wienerschnitzel. BBQ Bacon dog or just a corn dog.

I wanted to list Five Guys here but… is that fast food? Like, that would have been #2 on my list, I love it, but it’s like $40 to eat there and has no drive thru. I think they are just a regular food place doing an expensive fast food cosplay.

I’ll Be Your Waitress

Y/N sighed as she leaned against the diner’s counter, playing with a piece of her hair, her Y/E/C sweeping the empty booths for what felt like the millionth time. Her manager had thought with the media convention happening, that there’d be more business, and there had been, but now it was nearing one in the morning, and everyone was either back home or out at the club.

She let out another puff of air, shifting on her sore feet, wanting to just go home. It was bad enough her manager made her work the late shift, but he had also prevented her from going to the convention, and she had been saving up for months to go, determined to meet her favourite YouTubers. Instead she was stuck here, getting paid minimum wage.

She had only closed her eyes for a moment, hoping that time would suddenly speed up, when she heard the bell above the door ring, signalling new customers. As she reopened her eyes, male laughter echoed around the diner, and a group of men stood in the entrance way. Y/N’s breath caught when she realized who was standing before her.

Jack and Connor Maynard, Josh Peters, Oli White, Marcus Butler, Jim Chapman, Caspar Lee, and Joe Sugg. She blinked once, then again, to be sure her tired mind was playing tricks on her before she shook herself mentally, she couldn’t just stand there and stare at them.

“Hi guys, take a seat wherever. I’ll be there in a moment.” Her hands shook, but she hid them behind the counter, but her face had that classic waitress smile, acting like it wasn’t a huge deal. There was various head nods from the group, before they nudged each other and headed for one of the larger corner booths, but Y/N’s eyes followed one body: Joe Sugg. Apparently he could feel it, because he turned, and the blueness of his eyes struck her, she was unable to pull her gaze away. He offered her that half smirk of his, one she had seen many times in his videos on her computer screen, and he only broke their gaze when he turned to take his seat in the booth.

Heading over to grab a few menus for them, Y/N could hear their low voices and laughing, and she wondered what they felt they had to say so quietly as to not be heard by her.

Taking a moment to mentally prepare herself, Y/N took in a deep breath. They are just regular guys, Y/N. Stay calm. With that thought, she plastered that smile on once again and headed over. All their eyes turned to look at her as she walked over, and they stopped talking, but remained smiling. A few of them shot sideways glances at Joe, but he ignored them and continued to watch her.

“Hi guys, I’m Y/N. I’ll be your waitress tonight.” Y/N started the regular spiel, handing out menus across the table. “Can I grab you anything to drink?” Her eyes swept across the table, stopping for a moment longer at Joe.

“Hi Y/N. Lovely to meet you! Isn’t it Joe?” Caspar said, nudging his former roommate sat beside him. The shorter man turned his head and glared, clearly trying to shut him up.

Y/N lightly laughed and shook her head, not trying to understand the men before her. A few moments later she had taken their drink order and left them to decide on their food.

It continued like that throughout their stay, each one taking a jab at Joe, finding random excuses to get Y/N to come over to the table. They tried to coerce her into sitting and eating with them, but she kindly refused, knowing with her luck her manager would find out, and she wasn’t sure she could handle it emotionally or mentally.

As she stood at the counter once again, this time filling sugar containers the guys began to head for the door.

“Thanks Y/N!”

“We’ll come back just for you!”

“Hope to see you again!”

They called out various things, waving and smiling at her as they left. Y/N waved back, the smile on her face real after getting to meet those she had only ever seen on her computer screen before. Just as she was about to focus back on the task in front of her, she noticed one of them separate and walk over to stand on the opposite side of the counter.

“Thank you for putting up with my idiot friends.” Joe said, his eyes crinkling as he smiled at her. Y/N could feel her cheeks warm as she blushed, her heart racing at me so close to him.

“All part of the job.” She replied, trying to act calm.

“This may be really crazy,” He started, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone, glancing down at the screen to do something quickly before he continued. “But if I don’t do it, my mates will never let me live it down, and I’ll regret it.”

Y/N watched as he placed the phone on the counter in front of her, the screen prepared for a new contact to be entered.

“Would you mind if I asked for your number? I’d really like to see you again, this time without that bunch, and maybe when you aren’t being my waitress.” Y/N could not believe this was happening, it had to be a dream, but there he was, Joe Sugg, standing in front of her, asking for her number.

With a nod and a smile, she grabbed the phone and quickly entered in her name and number.

“Any where but this diner, and it’s a date.” She said, handing his phone back over to him, and their fingers brushed each other slightly as he grabbed it.

“I can’t wait. Good night, Y/N.” Joe said before turning and heading out the door, her eyes followed him through the glass windows, and he turned back to look at her one last time, ignoring the teasing he was probably getting from his friends.

Y/N shook her head, a smile stuck on her lips as she went back to filling the sugars. Maybe it wasn’t so bad her manager had scheduled her for tonight after all.

Self High Five

Post about music had me listening to my Spotify this morning. I forget how much I love Spotify.

Then…..I saw a post about podcast. Currently listening to 2 Headed Nerd, my favorite podcast on comic books.

I have the car today, I think In-N-Out is on the menu for lunch.

It’s also going to warmer today with lots of sun……so I will be taking a break outside. Naked of course.

Past decisions still haunt me. Makes me always wonder…..“What if….”

Imagine Meeting Dean and Sam For The First Time

Request: Can I request a dean imagine? The reader has an accent (Spanish) & gets turned on when she speaks? – Anonymous

Author’s Note: I looked forever for a gif like this. I wanted just Dean but I couldn’t find it, so I went with the one with Dean and Sam. I just want to say that NONE of the gifs and pictures are ours. We have a disclaimer on the about page, but I just wanted to put it out here. Also, let me know if the Spanish word I use is correct. - Haley xx 

Your name: submit What is this?

You smirked as you saw the Winchester Brothers slide into a booth. You were a bartender at night and a waitress during the day at Harvelle’s Roadhouse. Ellen rolled her eyes at you while you grabbed two menus and headed their way. You heard from Ellen that Jo wasn’t interested in Dean anymore so now was your time to pounce. You had always eyed him and his brother from across the bar, but today was the day you were going to speak to him.

You grinned at them as you walked up to the booth and handed out the menus. “I’m Y/N,” you said. “I’ll be your server today. What can I start you off with?”

Dean shifted in his seat and looked up at you through his lashes. “I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Dean, and this is my brother Sam.”

“I don’t think we have. Ellen only hired me a few months ago.”

“It’s amazing that she could find a beautiful girl like you in the middle of nowhere,” Dean said, smirking up at you.

“A girl like me?” You asked, rolling the r a little more than normal.

Spanish is your first language and whenever you speak English, you have an accent, like most people do. The accent didn’t bother you, what did though was how complicated the English language was. You’ve gotten a lot better at speaking it, but whenever you couldn’t remember a certain word, you would always say the Spanish equivalent. That probably made Ellen and everyone else here mad because they couldn’t understand you, but who cares. It’s your native tongue.

Dean inhaled sharply and shifted in his seat once more. You played innocent and bit the corner of your lip. Sam laughed, “Are you okay?”

“Are you causing trouble?” Ellen asked from behind you. She walked up to the booth and put her hands on her hips.

“Me?” You faked gasped. “Nunca. I’m just working,” you purred.

“Mhm,” Ellen narrowed her eyes at you. “You boys order anything you want, it’s on the house,” Ellen said before patting Sam’s shoulder and walking away.

You left Sam and Dean alone after bringing their food to them. When you walked passed their booth, you would shoot Dean a smiled that made him look like he was going to exploded from inside causing Sam to laugh.

When cleaning up another table, you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned around and saw the Winchester Brothers behind you. “Leaving so soon?” You asked.

Dean opened his mouth before snapping it shut.

You walked over to him and grabbed the pen from your apron, taking his hand into yours, you wrote your phone number on the palm of his hand. “Call me,” you whispered before planting a kiss on his cheek.


So I didn’t know if you mean Jay Zoom or Harrison Zoom (because I called him Zoom before) if I got the wrong one just let me know :)

Requested by Anon #173

Y/N: This place is beautiful Jay.
Jay: I’m glad you like it.
Y/N: How did you mange to get a seat here? I’ve been trying for months.
Jay: Well I have some connections.
Y/N: Oh I never knew that.
Jay: There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me Y/N.
Y/N: I’m looking forward to…oh my god.
Jay: What?
Y/N: *hides behind a menu* Barry is over there.
Jay: What? Where? *looks around*
Y/N: Don’t look! You’ll make things worse!
Jay: Well if he doesn’t see me, he’ll hear your voice.
Y/N: *sticks your tongue out at him*
Jay: *laughs*
Y/N: *looks out behind the menu* We have to get out of here. Let’s go.
Jay: *grabs your hand and walks past Barry quietly.
Barry: Hey Y/N, Jay!
Y/N: RUN! *runs ahead of Jay*
Jay: *laughs and chases after you* Wait up!

Not A Date

Originally posted by hi-leeroy-hi

Originally posted by blossomhael

Based on Anonymous Prompt: Steve and reader with these three? Loads of fluff and an oblivious reader please “Their pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying.” “You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.” “Let’s hang out, but I’ll pay for everything, and we can go to this fancy restaurant– No, not a date.” “Okay, I guess this is a date, actually.”

A/N: AGH this is so long but I’m really happy with how it turned out.


“UGH!  I swear I am DONE with dating!”

“What foolish mortal has wronged you this time?” Thor asks from his seat at the breakfast table, as the other Avengers chuckle.  One look from you silences all of them, except Natasha, who smirks.

“What did you expect?” she asks, pouring herself a cup of coffee.  “You keep signing up for shit dating websites, you’re gonna keep going on shit dates.”

“I’m gonna ignore that comment,” you glare.  She shrugs at you and takes a sip.

“You know I’m right,” she says, nonplussed.

“And so what do you suggest?” you ask.  Natasha raises an eyebrow and her eyes flit to Steve.  You blush and the grin on her face grows slightly more sinister.  You decide to end the conversation before it gets out of hand.

“Right, ok, thank you for your unsolicited advice,” you retort.  “Anyone else have any pearls of wisdom to offer with regards to my love life?  Or lack thereof?”  

Everyone knows better than to chime in.  You head to the refrigerator to grab some breakfast and when you turn around, everyone’s getting up from the table.  Everyone but Steve.  Natasha catches your eye and winks before heading out.

You sit down across from Steve, who looks up at you with a sympathetic smile.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he offers.  “Your date, I mean.”

“Not much to say,” you reply.  “He didn’t show up.”  Steve’s jaw tightens and he looks vaguely annoyed.

“You got stood up?” he asks incredulously.  You nod and scoop a spoonful of ice cream out of the carton you’re calling breakfast.

“Not the first time,” you say, your mouth full of ice cream.

“Seriously?” Steve asks, his voice rising.  You nod.

“Of the last five times I’ve gone out,” you say.  “My date’s showed up…twice.  I’m two for five.”  Steve shakes his head and seems genuinely angry.  You chalk it up to a general sense of frustration with the 21st century. 

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Steve says.  You shrug again.

“Eh, it’s ok,” you dismiss.  “I’m pretty much resigned to it.  It’s just…not exactly a huge self-confidence booster.”  

Just then, your phone buzzes.  You check it to find a text from Tony, asking you to come check out one of his various projects.  You grab a doughnut from the box on the table and stand up.

“(Y/N).”  You turn to look at Steve.

“What’s up, Steve?”

“Are you busy tonight?” he asks.

“I’m supposed to go out with the guy from last night,” you reply.  “I mean, if he shows up-”

“Cancel it,” Steve says.  “Let’s hang out, but I’ll pay for everything, and we can go to this fancy restaurant–"

“That sounds dangerously close to a date, Rogers,” you joke, not daring to believe that he’d actually ask you out.  “And I’m pretty sure I just swore off of those.”

“No, not a date,” Steve says quickly.  “Come on, (Y/N).”

“I don’t want your pity, Steve,” you say evenly.

“(Y/N), you deserve so much more than these shitty dates you’ve been going on,” Steve says.  “Let someone do something nice for you.  You deserve it.”  You stare at him for a while before nodding your head.

“I really appreciate this, Steve,” you say quietly, allowing yourself a small grin.  

“Hey, it put a smile back on your face,” he says, making you beam even more.  “Does six o’clock work for you?”  You nod, and suddenly, you’re actually looking forward to tonight.


Like clockwork, at six o’clock, there’s a knock on your door.  

“Steve!” you call from across the room, heading towards the door.  “What are you wearing?”

“What?” Steve asks through the door.

“What are you wearing?” you repeat, picking out a pair of heels and slipping them on your feet.

“Besides the smile you gave me?”  You shake your head and head over to the door.  You open it to find Steve, dressed in a suit, looking gorgeous as usual.

“I wasn’t sure how to dress,” you say quickly, smoothing the fabric of your lilac dress.  “Is this too fancy, or-”

“(Y/N), you’re perfect,” Steve says.  “And you look beautiful.”  You blush and your lips curve upward.

“Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?” Steve says, and you can’t help the way that your smile spreads across your face.

“Cheesy pick-up lines,” you say approvingly as you grab your purse.  “You’re already making me smile.”

“If I had a star for every time you made me smile, I’d have a whole galaxy,” Steve says, and even though you know it’s a line, you can’t help the butterflies that flutter in your stomach.


“If you two will just follow me,” the waitress says, offering you a charming grin before turning to escort you to your table.  She stops in front of a table, pulling out a chair and gesturing for you to sit.  You feel Steve’s hand drift up to the small of your back, guiding you forward.

You sit down and the waitress hands you a menu, her fingers brushing against yours.  You don’t notice the way Steve’s eyes harden as he directs a pointed glance at the oblivious waitress.

“You look absolutely stunning tonight,” the waitress remarks.  “What’s the occasion?”

“There is none,” you say, reading over the menu.  “Just two friends hanging out.”  The waitress nods.

“Any questions?” she says, lingering far longer than normal, Steve notes.

“Is there anything special tonight?” you ask, your eyes still scanning the menu.

“You mean besides yourself?” she says and Steve’s grip on the menu tightens.  She seems to notice and her eyes widen slightly.  “The soup of the day is a lobster bisque and the catch of the day is mahi mahi.  The chef’s special is spaghetti in clam sauce.”  She turns and hurries away from the table.  Steve releases the menu, which now has small indentations from his fingers.

“Her pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying,” he says casually, his eyes fixed on the menu.  You look up, startled.

“What?” you ask, genuine confusion in your voice.  Steve meets your gaze, his irritation giving way to amusement.

“She was hitting on you,” he says and your eyebrows lift.

“What?” you repeat and Steve lets out a low chuckle.

“(Y/N),” he says, returning to his menu.  “You’re completely oblivious.”  You’re left to wonder what exactly he means.


Dinner is absolutely lovely.  Steve is kind and attentive and endearing and for the first time in a while, you feel genuinely happy.

You wait outside for the valet to bring the car around, your arms wrapped around yourself.  The wind whips through your air and you suddenly realize how cold it is.  

“You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering,” Steve says and you nod in appreciation.  He pulls you to him, wrapping you in his jacket so you’re curled up against him.  You look up at him and try not to think about how little space there is between the two of you.

“I had a wonderful time tonight,” you say quietly.  “Thank you, Steve.”

“I just took you on the date that you deserved,” Steve said.  “Since none of those idiots seemed to be capable of that.”  Suddenly, everything clicks into place, and you realize that maybe this isn’t as platonic as you thought.

“I thought you said this wasn’t a date,” you tease.

“It’s not,” Steve says.  “I mean, you don’t want to date, so this is not-”  You cut him off by crashing your lips against his, something you’ve wanted to do for a long time.  

“So?” you ask, pulling back and resting your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat that seems to be racing almost as fast as your own.

“Okay, I guess this is a date, actually,” Steve admits.

Mali’s Makeup Artist ~ Luke Hemming’s Imagine ~ - Part 1-

Y/N = Your name
Y/M/N = Your mum name

~ Luke’s POV ~

“I made Y/N go in half an hour early because I know she wouldn’t be able to handle the crowd.” Mali said when she hopped in the car. I thought that as a smart idea, also because of the fact this car has no more space. 

We quickly went to the airport because apparently Y/N’s mum can only stay for so long, I didn’t understand. We got there in twenty minutes and when we got out we signed a couple of things and took photos before we had to go inside

We went into the quiet cafe where we saw Y/N and her mother, Y/N was quietly eating and drinking while her mother was on her phone “Hey Y/M/N.” Mali greeted and waited for her mother to get up and hug her. Y/N looked to Mali and cheered silently and got up quickly to give her a hug. 

Y/N then turned to us and gave us a quick wave. Y/N as very shy yet very beautiful, though I have learned the hard way that looks can be deceiving. Y/N went back to her mother and hugged her tight before getting dragged by Mali. It was quiet between them, it was weird honestly, like usually friends never shut up but this was really different. 

Y/N grabbed her two massive bags, gosh, I will never understand a girl’s needs but I did feel so sorry for her at the same time “Y/n, you can put your bags on my trolley I have spare space.” I said. Though she completely ignored me. Rude much? I guess looks are deceiving once again.

Calum tapped Y/N’s shoulders and we stopped once again for her. Then Mali let go and did sign language… I noticed as Y/N pulled her hair back she had an hearing aid. I felt so awful for thinking her as a bitch… My cheeks went red, I felt so stupid. Though everyone seemed to ignore me and helped Y/N put her bags on my trolley before counting. 

We checked in all our bags and everything else that was necessary before boarding the plane. Everyone rushed around getting comfortable while Y/N just sat don anywhere. I was starring for to long and she saw me staring at her and I couldn’t just say it isn’t what it seems. 

Y/N patted the seat across from her, I smiled and walking over I almost tripped over which made her giggle, what a shame she can’t hear her voice, I reckon she could of been a great singer… Oh well, she started to do sign language and I didn’t understand it and felt awful, any more perfect timing Mali came and looked at me and then at Y/N and signed her something I wish I could understand. Though it was like if a light bulb lit above her head. Y/N got out her backpack and took out two white boards, one pink board and one with silver. Y/N took a white board marker of the colour green out of black, blue and red and wrote ‘Sorry’.

“Go on Luke, reply.” Mali said “Well I am going to chill with the boys at the back.” Mali said the last part but also did sign language. 

Mali left and I turned to Y/N this was just extremely awkward but I went along with it getting the silver white board and black marker saying ‘It’s fine :)’ I replied with. That made Y/N cheer a little that I responded, which made me happy, she as over the moon for me to just talk to her. I quickly rubbed out what I wrote ‘I have to learn sign language, don’t i?’ I wrote and gave her a silly face but I really did want to, to understand her more easily but she went along with it and replied on her board ‘I’ll teach you’ with a lovely smile.


It’s been a month or two now and everyone’s communicating with Y/N, even I am doing better than Ashton and Michael but then again I have talked to Y/N more often. Some fans have caught Y/N already and it hasn’t been long, I was worried they would hate her but its the opposite, they are proud of where she has come from, she can’t hear but she is still very creative with the makeup she does.

Y/N came to me with a smile “Can you be in online video with me.” She said in sign language. I gave her a smiled at her and agreed, she then got out a white board with a lot of writing because I can only understand sign language in small groups so when she wants to say a lot she writes it down, which isn’t often.

I was recently tagged in a boyfriend does my makeup and you are my closest male friend I got, so I was wondering if you would be apart of it.

I laughed and still agreed to it, Y/N cheered and hugged me tightly. Y/N took me to her room where Mali was behind the camera and proud to see me with Y/N.

Y/N sat down and had laid out a little bit of her makeup in front of us. Mali started the camera and we decided to do the makeup straight away and do the intro with her makeup.

“Okay, okay. Here we go.” I said and also did sign language at the same time. Y/N clapped and sat down and watched me. I got what I thought foundation was, I looked at Y/N and she gave me a thumbs up and I smiled and got a brush and put the foundation onto the brush before putting it on. Y/N laughed here and there but I didn’t mind, I knew I would do a crap job.

I got to the eye shadow and used what a I thought as right. I picked a creamy a dark blue colour and I did a crappy job and then I went on to eye-liner and I think I made it worse.

Y/N lent back “Do I look beautiful?” She asked.

“You always look beautiful, trust me.” I said out-loud but with sign language I only said yes, trust me. Cheeks went red but I kept on doing what I promised Y/N would do. 

It as five minutes later and I finished her whole face and I was scared. Mali passed the mirror, Y/N looked in the mirror and screamed a little, Y/N looked towards me with a death glare “I look terrible” she said using her hands. 

I laughed at her cutest then Y/N did the whole intro doing sign language which she will put sub titles on later. Y/N also made it clear she didn’t have any crush feelings for me and I felt like my heart broke, probably cause I didn’t see the way she was going to say it so harshly.

There was a knock at the door five minutes after we finished editing, I knew I could leave but I wanted to stay with Y/N for the hell of it “Come in!” Mali called and it was Calum.

“Hey do you guys wanna go out for dinner?” Calum asked,we all agreed so I got up and left the girls to get ready, well specifically Y/N after what I did to her ahah. I love how she didn’t hate me for it. 


We got to the restaurant, the girls were coming separate for Y/N’s sake. They finally game in and people starred at the girls which wasn’t appreciated by Calum. Y/N came by and sat besides me, she smelled and looked so good. A waiter came by and he served out menus, there wasn’t enough so Y/N and I shared. Y/N kept of pointing at weird food on my behalf, it was so lame but Y/N was laughing so hard.

 "Excuse me, can I assistance you?” A waiter asked, everyone looked to him, though he was looking at Y/N who was blushing, did she like a guy like him? She could do so matter, not that I should care or anything just want the right guy for her.

“Oh, that’s Y/N and she is deaf.” Mali said.

He stepped away and walked away, not one slight interested in her because she is deaf what a freaking asshole. So for the whole night I have to make Y/N feel beautiful when she should already know it.  Though as I talked to her, her eyes sparkled, she was beautiful and funny, made my heart skip a beat.

I bit my lip and looked away, fuck. Do I like Y/N? 

This is a weird one – it’s a burger chain in California. It’s very fresh and the reason that they haven’t moved far afield is because they want to stay close to where they make the burger patties. The menu is limited, but the best things that you can get aren’t on the menu. There’s a thing called Animal Style, where they fry the burger in mustard and cover it in an amazing sauce. It’s got a vintage feel to it and there’s a nostalgic atmosphere about the place. Frankly, it’s just the best burger you can get. I love the fact that it’s like a slightly secret society in that there’s so much that you can order which isn’t on the menu.