inhailer

Tough Introductions

Juice x Reader where Juice is prospecting and the sassy reader has to partner up with him on a job, her less than pleased attitude making for a fun time.

A/N - haven’t proof read so sorry if there are any mistakes!

Originally posted by redwoodyproductions

Double checking your ammo, you shove your gun down the back of your jeans, grabbing your duffle bag and heading towards the bar, everybody else already gathered and ready. “You set?”

You nod in response, tossing the duffle on the table and zipping up your jacket till it reaches just underneath your breasts. “We ready to go?”

“Almost.” Clay says, adding a couple more shotguns to the bag. You look at him questioningly, double checking the group to see who’s missing. “Prospect is coming with.”

“Thought you said this needed to go smoothly.” you sass, not being mentally prepared enough to deal with some inexperienced kid. “Can’t we do it without him?”

“Give him a chance, lassie. He’s got potential.” Chibs argues, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his chest. “Don’t be too harsh on the poor lad.”

“As long as he keeps out of my way, I’ll behave.” You don’t miss the look that the others share, the expressions of humour and nervousness making you suspicious. “What?”

“There’s been a change of plan, sweetheart. Prospect’s taking Jax’s place.” Tig informs you, a smirk on his lips. You curse loudly, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Is he serious?” Clay nods in confirmation, shaking his shoulders carelessly. You huff, your mood going from excited to pissed off within seconds. “Don’t blame me when this all goes tits up.”

“Sorry if I’m late.” You all turn your attention to the quiet boy who’s just arrived, your eyes widening slightly as his attractiveness before you catch yourself.

“Sure you are.“ you say sarcastically, a snigger coming from the group at your cold tone. “I’ll be outside.”

You push past the timid male, your eyes catching his as you do so, his mouthwatering aftershave creeping up your nostrils and threatening to throw your concentration.

“She seems…nice.” Juice mutters once you’re out of ear shot, the others grinning at one another.

“Good luck today, prospect. You’re gonna need it.” Tig says, slapping Juice roughly on the back as everyone floods out of the clubhouse, ready to complete the task at hand.

Your steps are skillfully silent as you creep towards the back entrance of the club, Juice hot on your trail. It’s hard to focus when he’s close enough for you to feel his body warmth, his breath hot on your neck when you stop to check if the coast is clear.

“I’m Juice, by the way.” he whispers, your eyes rolling at his need for conversation. “It’s nice to meet you…”

“(Y/N).” you finish for him, your hand reaching into your pocket for your lock pick kit. Juice watches you, completely fascinated, your actions nimble and quick as you successfully crack open the door. “Stay close.”

“Right.” he mumbles as you sneak through the door, Juice taking that as his cue to stop talking. You slip through the hallways of the dimmed den, heading for the room where you know the target will be.

“Shit.” you curse as you spot one of the many henchmen heading your way, knowing everything will turn to shit if you’re caught. “Follow my lead.”

You yank Juice towards you by his shirt, connecting your lips to his roughly as he freezes up in shock. Slapping him sharply on the chest, he relaxes, his hands grabbing your hips as he pushes you against the wall, a groan slipping from Juice as you suck lightly on his lower lip.

As the heavy footsteps get further and further away, your lips detaching from Juice’s once you’re sure the coast is clear, his cheeks flushed and his pupils dilated as he gazes at you. “W-what was that?”

Shrugging your shoulders at his lovestruck face, you check the hallway again, satisfied to move when you see its clear. “Distraction technique. Don’t get hung up on it, Juicey.”

“Juicey?” His words are filled with humor, though you easily detect the slightly flirtatious tone. “Careful, might make me think you actually find me tolerable.”

“Don’t get hung up, I said.” you remind him, glancing over your shoulder at him, your lips twitching as you try to contain your smile. “Let’s go.”

You clink your beer bottle against the rest of SAMCRO as you celebrate a job well done, a chorus of cheers rippling through the loud music. You grin, running your tongue over your lower lip as you head away from the group.

You climb up to the roof, perching yourself down on a box and reveling in the calm, sirens sounding far in the distance. “Wondered where you got to.”

“Congrats on finding me Sherlock.” you sass, Juice taking a seat beside you as you pull out your cigarettes, offering him one before having one for yourself.

“Thought you’d be down there celebrating.” he says, taking a long drag, the smoke getting lost within the California air. “You seem like the party type.”

You hum in response, admiring the city lights. “Guess I just enjoy the quiet sometimes.”

“Yeah.” he mumbles, the two of you silent apart from the inhailing of cigarettes, the atmosphere strangely comfortable. “Why aren’t you at home with your boyfriend or something?”

“Smooth.” you snigger, raising your eyebrows, taking a hefty swig of your beer. “I’m single, asshole.”

“Can’t blame a guy for asking.” he chuckles, you smiling despite yourself. “Lucky, really. I don’t think a boyfriend would be too happy about what happened between us today.”

You spit out your drink, coughing unattractively as you try to recompose yourself. Juice watches on, embarrassed, as you laugh. “Excuse me?”

“You know, the kiss-” You hold your hand up, Juice halting his sentence as you do so.

“It didn’t mean anything, Juice. It was just a job.” you explain, Juice opening and closing his mouth as he searches for a defense. “You get that, right?”

“Sure, totally.” he says unconvincingly, your heart strings tugging at the sadness in his voice. Getting up from your makeshift seat, you head towards the ladder, admiring the slightly naive yet completely interesting prospect in front of you.

“Prove me wrong.” you challenge, Juice whipping his head to face you, disbelief on his face. “Tomorrow night, pick me up at eight. Give it your best shot.”

You can see him smile in the moonlight, butterflies fluttering gently in your stomach. “You’re on.”

I still care~Suga

Pairing: Suga x You
Gerne: idek mby angst a bit with fluff
Warnings: probably just cursing

× × × × ×


You walked inside your house. It was dark inside which meant Suga didn’t come back to work yet.

“Suga?” You still called, even though you knew you will recieve no answer

For past month or more, Suga and whole BTS had much more work to do. The tour is coming up, so it must be why. Still, you longed for Suga’s warmith next to you. He was your boyfriend after all and you loved him, so it was not unusual thing that you miss him dearly.

Just as you turned on the sink, wanting to just fill your glass with some water, the glass slipped from your hand and fell onto floor, shattering in tons of pieces

“Ugh! Why!” You groaned, lazily picking up the pieces

Just as your hand was full of smal pieces of glasses, you hit yourself on the wall. It made you grip your hands more, small pieces of glass now sticking in your hand

“Why is it always me?” You cried, looking at small traces of blood on your hand

As if that all wasn’t enough, the boss on your work changed three months ago. That new boss was strickt as hell. It seemed as he hated you the most from all employees. He gave you extra work, was making you run from one office to another, gave you more of paperwork and made you work overtime.

As it all wasn’t enough, today he was hitting on you. When you said you’re in happy relationship and have no wish to be anything more to him that a woman who works for him, he said he will pay you less from now on.

It made you extremely frustrated and angry, but you didn’t want to worry Suga. He was already working a lot.

You layed on your shared bed, curling up in small ball so you could keep yourself warm. Before you knew it, you were already deep into sleep.

× × × ×

Suga came home around 3 am. He noticed that the lights were on, so he wondered if you were awake at that time. When he entered the house, he sighed in relief that you weren’t waiting for him.

It’s not that he doesn’t want you to wait, he just wants you to sleep well and get some deserved rest since he knows you also work a lot.

You woke up when you heard a door closing. You smiled, knowing it’s Suga, so you got up and tip toed from the bedroom.

“Suga” You said, hugging him

You inhailed his scent, which you haven’t smelled for weeks, if you don’t count his clothes.

“Hi” He replied, clearly not in the mood to talk

“How was work?” You asked, taking his jacket from him and placing it on the right place

“Please don’t talk about work. I need to take my mind off it” he replied

“Oh, okay. Well you wanna eat? I can make you something if you want”

“No. I just want to sleep, so shut up” He said, walking past you and into the yours bedroom

You followed him, deciding to just go back to sleep and not annoy him anymore. But just as you were about to walk inside the bedroom, Suga closed the doors.

You decided to ignore his additute and headed to the couch, not feeling like sleeping next to him. You layed on the couch, wrapping yourself in warm blanket, going to sleep with small tears falling from your eyes.

× × × × ×

Suga grumpily walked to the kitchen, deciding to just eat cereal. Today he had a day off, so he wanted to rest as much as possible.

He took the cereal and headed to the couch, so he can watch TV. But on the couch, he noticed you wrapped in the blanket, still in deep sleep.

He stared at your face, feeling sad that he isn’t able to spend much time with the person he loves. He also felt guilty, since he acted like an asshole last night.

“O-oh, you’re still here?” You asked, waking up

“Um, yeah..i have a day off” Suga replied

Somehow he felt wierd right there. There was some tension in the air, and you seemed like you didn’t have any rest at all.

“H-how was your sleep?” Suga asked, breaking the awkward silence

“It was nice…” You replied, getting up from the couch  and walking in the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast

You placed an egg on a pan, and just when you took it by its handle, you hissed in pain. You remembered having those cuts on your palm, but never put some bangade on them.

“What’s wrong?” Suga asked coming inside the kitchen too

“Um, n-nothing! Don’t worry” You replied

“Y/N…what’s wrong” And there it goes. You were never able to lie to Suga, not even for some small thing like this

“Ugh, i just cut my palm last night and i hurted myself again now” You explained

“Why didn’t you put any bandage on? This can be infected!” Suga said worriedly

“Well i forgot…and i don’t know where the bandages are” You replied with small smile

“Idiot. You could’ve told me, i would have gotten it for you” Suga said

“When to tell you? You were angry as hell last night and i didn’t want to tire you more” You replied

Suddenly, your phone beeped, its screen turning on. You glanced at its screen, mumbling small ‘fuck’ as you read the name of the contact

“What’s up?” Suga asked

“It’s my boss…fuck i forgot to go to work!” You replied, irritated

“What does he mean by ‘when you didn’t accept what i wanted, you have to feel consenquences’?” Suga asked, taking your phone

He was getting frustrated. He didn’t know his girlfriend got hurt, not that she had some boss which seemed quite strict

“I-ugh, this is awkward….He tried to kiss me and hit on me” You explained silently, hoping that Suga won’t over react

“What?! He what?? Does he not know that you have a fucking boyfriend?!” Suga yelled beyond pissed

“I told him that! He was so mad and decided to pay me less…now i’m late for work and he might even fire me” You said, massaging your fore head slightly

“But why didn’t you tell me that?! It’s some serious stuff! How long has it been like that?”

“For few months i think”

“The fuck? Why don’t i know about that either?? Aren’t i supposed to know what’s going on in my girlfriend’s life?!” Suga raised his voice

“I-i’m sorry-”

“If you were sorry, you wouldn’t act like that Y/N! For MONTHS!”

“You had work! I didn’t want to annoy you”

“Oh, is that a real reason?” Suga asked laughing sarcastically

“it is…why?”

“So you didn’t tell me, but you told Chanyeol instead?” Suga asked his voice raised, turning around your phone and showing you a new text from Chanyeol

-How’s everything with boss?? I hope you’re surviving that hell…i can’t believe he was hitting on you though! You should report him or something, i don’t want to see you harrassed by some old dude!! ~Chanyeol

“He doesn’t want to see you harrassed…Hm, i wonder…what if he likes you?! What if he has feelings for you?!”

“He doesn’t, he sees me like his sister”

“Yeah sure” Suga laughed humorlessly

“Yes, it’s true Suga. Can we stop this discussion? Just, please believe me…” You pleaded, not wanting to argue

He looked at you before turning away and walking inside your room, slamming the door in process. You sighed at his additute. You tried to explain, but no! He had to make conclusions and then get angry and very frustrated…

“I hope he calms down soon” you mumbled, turning on the TV

You would go there and try to make him think straight. But he seemed really angry so you didn’t want to make anything worse than it already is, so you kept quiet.

“Hello?” You answered the phone

*“Get your ass on work right now! I’ll take 80% of your monthly pay if you’re not here in 10”* Your boss yelled

“No. I won’t come. Not today, not tomorrow, not any day which comes. I quit” You said sternly

*excuse me? Fine then but don’t show your ass the next day and beg me to give you back your spot*

“Don’t worry. I won’t” You said irritated, ending the conversation.

You let out a frustrated growl, as you fall down on your knees. Everything was too much to handle. The work which made you have any sleep or free time for months, the boss that was hitting on you, the boyfriend which you were barerly seeing, his anger towards you and above all, you are now officially unemployed.

All that took a lot energy away, the sadness, the tiredness and frustration. It all came down onto you, pushing you till you don’t break. And now you did. Tears brimmed in your eyes, and soom were falling like a small waterfall down your cheeks, quiet sobs echoing the empty room.

Suga was laying on the bed, writtung down some lyrics in his notes. The earphones plugged in, the music was on. Still, he felt like something was off. Although he tried not to think about that, it couldn’t stop bothering him.

He thought he was only feeling like that because of the way he acted towards you. He knew he was wrong, but he was so tired. It wasn’t any good reason for acting the way he acted, and he knew that. He was worried that maybe this time he went to far, so he decided to just take a small glance at you.

He silently walked in the living room, expecting to see you on your phone, or watching TV or even sleeping. But he froze as he saw you crying your heart out on the floor. It hit him even worse when he realised….it was because of him

“What have i done..” Suga mumbled, sadness building up inside of him.

He wasn’t sure what to do and how to heaf towards you. Maybe you didn’t need him right then? Maybe he shoud give you space?

All kind of thoughts wandered inside of his mind, not allowing him to do anything. He silently turned around, thinking that he should leave you alone…He thinks he caused all that, so that he isn’t the right person to make you feel better.

“S-suga?” You called out, your voice still breaking from the sobbing

“Y/N…i-i caused you to cry, didn’t i? It’s because of me that you feel unhappy and sad, right?” Suga asked silently, but in he didn’t really want to know the answer on those questions.

“What? No no it’s not you it’s just-”

“Please be honest with me” Suga cut you off, looking sadly at you

The way your eyes turned red and puffy, the way your cheeks are wet with your tears, the way sad expression was on your face. The way you seemed so fragile in front of him. It was breaking him from inside

“I am” You said, trying to make him understand your words

“I know i didn’t spend much time with you for past few months, nor i was in some good mood when i come back home. But please, please, don’t break the relationship between us! Y/N i know i messed up, i know you may be even questioning my feelings towards you, but please listen-” Suga said, slowly walking towards you. He walked until he reached the distance of one meter between you, then he stopped.

“Suga, please don’t feel like that” You said, not wanting for him to feel like he did something bad.

“I love you, i love you so much. I know i don’t show it too often, but never forget that. You mean a world to me. You changed me, and i freaking love you so much. I know it’s awful when i’m on tour and you’re unable to come. I hate being long away from you too, sadly i can’t do anything about that. But if you really feel like there is something missing, i will accept whatever you decide” Suga said, the motionless expression falling down, exposing him to you completely

Tears dwelled in your eyes. It means so much to you, every word he said.

“But you’re wrong” You spoke, making him look at you in eyes

“I never wanted to end things between us”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. I was frustrated over work only, it had nothing to do with you. Of course, i don’t love it when we’re seperated for long, but it’s your job as an idol and i, as your girlfriend, learn to accept that. I love you too Suga, more than you can imagine” You said

You hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his torso, looking like a coala. He immediately hugged you back with same tightness.

You two needed no more words, everything was explained now. The hug was more than just it, more like a symbol of you two missing each other’s touch and warmith.

“So what was up with work?” Suga asked still not breaking the hug

“Oh i quited it. No worries now” You

replied, suggling your head in his chest

“Good. Now i have you for me and me only” Suga said, smiling widely

anonymous asked:

hey can you do 83 for reader x holtzmann thx

A/n: Guys I’m bad at sappy stuff but I really tried to make this cute ;-;

Lately, you’d been catching your long term girlfriend, Jillian Holtzmann,
staring at you more often than usual.

The expression on her face was always different. Sometimes she’d look so unbelievably happy, and then the next time you caught her she’d look hesitant or forlorn, like she’d want to ask you something.

For awhile, you just ignored it, thinking that maybe it was something that had nothing to do with you and she just happened to be looking in your general area.

But your concern started growing whenever she would whisk you off to these really nice places, like restaurants or empty libraries for just the two of you.

And the whole time she’d be nervously glancing over at you or shove her hand into her pockets like she was looking for something, until ultimately she’d brush it off and you’d carry on with your day.

Now you were sitting on your desk, legs folded with your laptop resting on your lap, typing up the latest ghostbuster story when you saw Jillian saunter over and sit in your chair, facing you.

“Heya, Hot Stuff.” You said, keeping your eyes on the keyboard.

“Could I ask you something?” She said, spinning the chair around and tapping her fingers on the armrests.

“You just did, but carry on.”

She paused for a moment, giving a look before she inhailed. “Marry me?”

Your fingers instantly froze in their place as you looked over the screen to stare at you. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Marry me. You know, the thing couples do when they love each very much and-”

“I know what it means, I’m just surprised.” You told her, closing your computer and putting it off to the side. “You just didn’t seem the type.”

“Well you assumed wrong, I would very much like to marry you. Except there is a slight problem.” She said, reach into her pocket and pulling out some electric wire that had been twisted and tied into a circle.

“I lost the ring I had gotten for you, but until I find it…I made this for you.” She said with a smile, holding it out to you.

You took it out of her hands and smiled at it, tilting your head a little. “I expected nothing less from you.”

“So, will you marry me?”

inhail  asked:

hello :-) do u know the reason why there are a bunch of numbers in the end credits of the show? i feel like its a secret

They’re codes for the fans to decipher. Usually a phrase related to something in the episode. 

The wiki has every code deciphered here if you just want to read them. As well as instructions on how to decipher them at the top of the page if you want to do it yourself.

miss-ingno  asked:

skinny!Steve meeting Sam while jogging and sprinting past him going "on your left" and then slumping over trying to brave because skinny!Steve's got something to prove (Sam is just like wtf and then helps him through the asthma attack. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT JUST TO GET A DATE STEVE)

So there’s this guy. 

Steve watches his ass bouncing off into the distance almost every morning since he got back to the States and it’s just about the only good thing about his new post. He’s usually sitting on the steps at that point, watching his breathing. He jogs for his heart, but it pisses off his asthma, so this is the compromise the Triskelion doctor had come up with. It was his therapist who said running outside would be better, (Steve hates pollen season, even in DC, it’s the worst) and he’s gotta say he’s enjoying the view. 

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