it looks like he's getting dragged into hell

OVERCOME (M)

Originally posted by jeonify


GENRE: noona&youngerboy, smut

BACKGROUND: Jungkook’s first time had left him traumatized of having sex ever again. It had gone so far to the point that a rumor had even spread about him not being able to get hard-ons. You then decide to step in and prove the rumor wrong. What was supposed to be a simple test of theory leads to a night that you weren’t going to forget for the rest of your life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Omg I haven’t written something in so long. I’m so sorry this took me quite a while. This actually started as a drabble but I kind of got too into it and finished it into a full blown story. I’ll be working on the remaining requests sent to me before, soon I promise you guys, I’m just trying to come up with ideas! But I do hope you enjoy this, tell me what you think. 

Jeon, as forever, is a sinful little shit. 

If there are any errors, I am sorry about those! I did proof read but I know I still missed some. 


Your pen hangs off of your lips, fingers tapping lightly against the glass table as you study the boy in front of you. He has his face buried between the pages of his Physics book, eyes scanning through each paragraph in close precision, oblvious of your scrutiny. You slowly turn your logistics book shut, choosing to ignore your studies as the conversation you had with your brother during last night’s party flashes through your mind.

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Promise Of Tomorrow

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins

Pairing: Jensen x reader (ish)

Warnings: Very dirty thoughts, Drunken confessions, Language, Shameless objectification of Jensen Ackles (and I am not even a little bit sorry!)    

Word count: 1400ish (not a drabble! Dammit Jensen!)

A/N: I blame @blacktithe7 for this! When you send her gifs of Jensen you get comments like: “He went from damn he’s good looking to OH MY GOD TAKE ME NOW!” and “Now I picture Jensen’s lips on my most sensitive spots before riding him like a pogo stick!”

I took both as prompts to do a drabble, but Kari can’t drabble so welcome to this little one shot ;) Oh and I made (she begged) Erin beta this too :D

Also Kari can’t remember so this one shot is 3 months old but never before posted so enjoy y’all.

NO HATE AGAINST DANNEEL. I LOVE HER - THIS IS FICTION. PRETEND SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE

LATER EDIT: THIS TURNED INTO A SERIES SO  MASTERLIST

You groaned. You had no idea why you had agreed to come to this party in the first place. Well, Misha and you had stayed close friends after your recurring role as an angel on Supernatural, back when it was still in it’s fourth season.

You had had a thing for the green eyed actor that played Dean Winchester back then too. You just never had the courage to tell him that. Years had passed, and the moment you had walked through the front door you knew that hadn’t changed. Your eyes landed on him standing in the corner of the room chatting with his co-star and tv brother, Jared Padalecki. Your heart practically jumped into your throat when you saw him. He hadn’t aged a day, but he had gotten all the more sexy. His freckles still enhanced his perfect facial features. His shoulders were still broad and his bowed legs perfect for you to fit in between. Not that you ever had, but a girl could dream right.

You shook your head, annoyed with yourself for letting these thoughts re-enter your mind. He was way out of your league, there was no way he would ever look twice at someone like you. Daydreaming of him was only going to end one way. In heartbreak. Yours.    

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Hook, Line, & Sinker

  Pairing: Finn Balor (Fergal Devitt) x Reader

A/N: If there is any band that reminds me the most of Finn Balor, it is Royal Blood. If you haven’t listened to them, go and do it, they’re ! This imagine is based on one of their songs, “Hook, Line, & Sinker”. 

Summary: Finn had multiple reasons for wanting to turn heel and redesign the Bullet Club, he was the founder, he could do whatever he pleased with it. Though, the heaviest influence comes from the fact that Finn knows all too well that Y/N’s a sucker for the bad boys and he’s itching for her attention. 

Warnings: Sexual Content (I didn’t intend for the smut, but there’s def smut), Language, also warning, this is VERY long.  

Word Count: 10,517 (I could not stop writing). 

She’s got the devil on one shoulder, and the other’s getting colder…  Then she drags me by one finger, to her lips, Hook, line & sinker… 

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A Demon does not crawl from the depths of hell to dance for man’s entertainment; a Demon does what they want, when they want, with whomever they want. 

To have this man whose greatest accomplishments were only achieved when calling upon a demon within him, as a face for the company, just seemed a bit foolish - and Finn was tired of looking like a fool. 

It seemed like ever since his return, all that he had been set up for was failure. Every match he agreed to be a part of was only ruined and manipulated to please the more villainous superstars of the WWE. 

While Finn was patted on the head like a child for being the good, cooperative, and hard-working employee he was, there were those like Joe and Bray who were being handed title opportunity after title opportunity for doing nothing but cheating their way to the top. 

Finn was absolutely tired of it. If he had stayed in NJPW, there was no doubt in his mind that he’d still be strutting around that country with the rest of the world on his back. When he was a heel - when he was with the Bullet Club - he was an absolute monster. 

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Patater Week Day 3 - Fake Dating ( Part 1/?)

Another partially complete one because this fic has decided it wants to be really long. Here’s like 4k though.


“Kent?”

Kent looked up from his cocktail to see Jack looking at him with a frown on his face, various Falconers arrayed behind him and looking on curiously. Oh shit. He had been successfully avoiding Jack for months, and now he goes and picks the same goddamn bar after the game. Is this the universe telling him to stop drinking? Fuck you, universe.

“Jack,” he said evenly. There is an absolutely zero percent chance that Jack will believe him that this is just a coincidence, especially because none of his teammates are here. Sue him for wanting to have a quiet night. Next time he’d just go with them to the shitty club.

“Why are you here?” Jack said forbiddingly. “I thought I made myself clear—“

“Yeah, yeah, I got it, Zimms, you don’t want to see me.” He pushed back from the bar, mouth twisting bitterly, and abandoned his drink. “I’m not stalking you, promise.” He made a split-second, impulsive decision. “I’m here to see him.” He reached out and pulls in the nearest Falconer, not even looking at his face.

“You’re here to see…Tater?” Jack asked incredulously.

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Destruction Label

Requested.
Who:
Steve Rogers
Prompt: “This is why we can’t have nice things.” & “I am way too sober for this.” 

[Y/N] tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the elevator to take her up to Tony’s penthouse. Glancing down at her phone, she winced, it would be her to be over two hours late. Surely, her friends would understand? [Y/N] had meeting after meeting in trying to clean up the mess The Avengers had made. It wasn’t the best job but it had to be done. Half the time she got screamed at for lost lives and other times she got treated like she was an idiot for representing a group of humans that had superpowers. Some days, she wondered if she really was an idiot but then she remembered that these very people were the ones who saved her. It was the least she could do, right? 

The elevator dinged, signaling that she had reached the penthouse. Looking up from her phone just as the doors opened, she stopped short of her hasty apology for being late as usual. With her mouth dropped, she stepped into Tony’s home and gaped at the scene before her.

Furniture was broken and dispersed in every which way, walls were crumbling, stairs were cracking, appliances were buzzing from exposed wires, and water was leaking from somewhere. Arching a brow at her friends who looked like they had been dragged to hell and back, she wanted to ask what the heck happened but words were getting lost in her throat. 

Opening her mouth again but only to close it a few short seconds later, she shook her head. Putting her hands up, she finally found the words she needed. “I am way too sober for this, I don’t want to know.” 

Tony winced as he got up from his spot on the floor, “If you could make a phone call to get this place fixed up, that’d be great. Thanks.” Trudging through his broken home to the bar, he smiled happily when he found that some of his liquor had survived the home invasion. 

[Y/N]’s mouth dropped, “You’re joking, right?” Stepping over what she thought was a couch, she narrowed her eyes. “It’s midnight and I’m pretty confident that your insurance isn’t going to cover whatever happened here.”

“If it’s midnight,” Tony sarcastically pondered, “than that means you’re late.” Snickering at her response, he handed her a glass of scotch. “I don’t need insurance, just charge it to my account.” 

Running a hand over her face, she groaned. “We will talk about why I’m late later.” Looking around, she groaned again. “This is going to take some major cash and some major time to fix, Stark. This is not a livable environment right now.”  

“Great, I’ll pack some bags and meet you at your apartment.” Tony grinned. 

“Oh, no you don’t.” But it was too late, Tony was already stumbling his way towards his room to get clothes. Blowing air out of her mouth, she turned to face her friends who were struggling to get up. “Are you guys okay? Any broken bones?” She walked over towards them, scanning each of them down.

The group all groaned in unison before dispersing to walk off the pain. Steve was the only one who stayed where he was. [Y/N] frowned, her hands gently running over his body. “Need to go to the hospital or anything?” 

Steve chuckled despite his ribs burning, “Superhuman, I’ll be okay.” 

“Right,” she removed her hands, chuckling to herself. “I forget that you pretty much heal faster than a normal person.” 

“I think I’m about to be the only man in history to have ever said that he’s glad his fiancee was late to their engagement party.” Smiling down at her, he pressed a kiss to the top of his head. 

[Y/N] sighed in content, “Well I suppose me being late turned out to be a good thing.” Motioning towards the mess around them and then running her hands over Steve in the air, she quirked a brow. “This is why we can’t have nice things. You should have came with a may cause destruction label.” 

Steve threw back his head and laughed. “In my defense, I wasn’t expecting unwelcomed guests.” Using her as a crutch to get towards the elevator, he snickered. “Our apartment is in beautiful shape.”

“It won’t be for long with Tony living with us.” [Y/N] muttered. 

anonymous asked:

someone is getting married. that someone is dragged to a strip club for their bachelor party by the rest of the RFA+V+Saeran. just how much of a hot mess would this nightmare be?

A/N: Can y’all imagine though, can y’all imAGINE I WANNA SEE THEM IN A STRIP CLUB LMAO~Admin 404

Not even gonna lie i’m the person who says “nooo it’s embarrassing” but take me there and i’d be stuffing dollar bills down thongs like no tomorrow ~ Admin 626

*YOOSUNG:

-is he even alLOWED IN HERE

-OH MY GOD THERE’S SO MANY HALF NAKED PEOPLE IN HERE I DON’T WANNA BE HERE

-MC’S GONNA KILL ME

-He’s a blushing mess the whole time, he can’t even look anywhere

-Seriously, he covers his eyes every time someone walks by because??? They’re half naKED

-HE EVEN TEXTS YOU AND APOLOGIZES??? LIKE???

-Text: “MC, they dragged me here I swear I’m not looking at anYONE I’M NOT LOOKING, I’M NOT TOUCHING, NOTHING” Response: “yoosung wtf”

-Saeyoung tried to get him a private dance and he literally screeched and ran away

-HE IS DEVOUTED TO HIS MC!!!!!! WILL NOT LET SOMEONE ELSE DANCE ALL OVER HIM LIKE THAT!!!

-Overall he did not like it. He was so nervous, and could not enjoy himself. Blew up MC’s phone telling them how much he loves them, stood outside or hid in the bathroom a lot of the time as well

*JUMIN:

-He literally has no interest

-He had no sexual interest in people before anyways

-Well at least not any interest large enough to act upon

-He loves you for who you are, not your body

-That being said, he kind of just sat there all night with an uninterested stare

-He felt a little awkward every time he saw a fellow business man (especially ones he knew or has done business with)

- “a lot of these men are married why are they throwing money at these half naked people”

-Zen kept telling him that he was killing the vibe at his own bachelor party and he just shrugged

-He was so bored the entire time, he absolutely hated it

-Silently judged everyone in the room just to pass the time, also tried to secretly text you until the others noticed and took his phone

*SAEYOUNG:

-He didn’t care about the strippers

-He danced along to almost every song that came on

-BOY HE WAS ABOUT TO PARTY

-FREE DRINKS, HE’S DOWN

-Wasn’t about having the strippers dance up on him though

- pls i am a child of god do not do this

- i am devout to my MC, they are the love of my life get away from me with your sIN

-When his song came on you can bet your sweet ass he jumped up on the stage

-Seriously he was workin’ it. Strippin’ it. Putting his thing down, flipping and reversing it.

-Saeran had to drag him off of the stage before he could do anything else, but Zen had already recorded it and sent it to MC, who in turn, laughed their asses off and refused to let it go for years

*SAERAN:

-He does not like other people

-Let alone strange, mostly naked people

-DoN’T FUCKING TOUCH HIM

-Absolutely hates it there and wants nothing more than to go home

-He misses his precious MC ;A;

-It took A LOT to get him where he is in the relationship he has with you

-He wouldn’t do anything to mess it up

-Not to mention, he has literally NO interest in anyone else but you??

-Saeyoung tried to get him to get a personal dance but that idea was shot down fairly quickly when he was almost punched in the face

-He actually spent most of the time just sitting there. Most people wouldn’t come near him because Death Glare™. Did not enjoy himself, not at all

*ZEN

- lmAO R U KIDDING

- THIS BOY DOESN’T REALLY CARE ABOUT THE STRIPPERS

- like yeah they got nice bodies??? But u know who has a nicer body???

- THIS GUY

- HE STRIPS INSTEAD??? I DONT THINK THIS IS HOW BACHELOR PARTIES WORK   ZEN

- ofc he doesn’t dance up on anyone, he’s a saint, he loves MC

- RECORDS HIMSELF AND SENDS IT TO MC BC HIS STRIPPING IS A MASTERPIECE

- He and saeyoung bECOME A STRIPPING DUO, A DREAM COME TRUE FOR THE BOTH OF THEM

*JAEHEE

- B L U S H I N G

- SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO

- SHE DOESN’T LIKE THIS AND SHE’S SO EMBARRASSED

- she just DOWNS drinks to get through the night, she wants to be supportive

- she drunk texts u a lot

- “hey,,, hey MC,,, are u a whistle cause i want to blow u,,,”

- “There will be only seven planets remaining after i destroy ur anus,,,”

- “if u were a potato,,, I’d mash the hell out of you,,,”

- MC screenshots everything and sends it to the group chat

- Jaehee looks at some of the strippers for candidates for a possible threesome ;;))))

*V

- this sweet, innocent boy doesn’t know what to do

- he wants to support his friends but???

- he’s not really someone who gets drunk and he’s definitely not for watching strippers

- so what does he do???

- he imagines ur the one stripping instead

- like he’s seriously just staring at a wall pretending ur there

- at some point though, saeyoung manages to drag V up on stage??

- aND HE’S SO AWKWARD

- HE JUST STANDS THERE WHILE SAEYOUNG DANCES UP ON HIM TRYING TO ENCOURAGE HIS INNER STRIPPER TO COME OUT

- HE ALMOST CRIES HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO

- he just follows along with saeyoung???

- everyone seems to be loving it so he must be doing something right???

- he ends up loving it

- considers stripping as a career

- then he decided that you’re the only person he strips for me ;;))

All Bottled Up

This is Shklance that has been bugging me for two days now, so if you’re uncomfortable with that it’s ok to just skip this and scroll down.

Part 1

I made a part 2 😊 https://psychotic-cheesecake.tumblr.com/post/160721447852/all-bottled-up

“Oh my god, have you heard?”

“I’m pretty sure everyone in this coffee shop heard you.” Keith grumbled, fighting the urge to turn around and glare at the woman behind him. It was 3 in the afternoon and he needed his iced coffee, it was too hot and humid for excited college girls.

“What?” Thankfully the girl she was with doesn’t seem fazed or mildly excited. Maybe she’s just as tired and sweaty as him this time of the day.

“You know that guy Ethan and the guy he’s dating? I heard they broke up like last night.”

“No way!” Or maybe not. Keith could feel the small jump the girl made on her seat considering that she was seated just behind him. Why the hell did he choose to sit here again?

“Yah. I heard they broke up in a restaurant. In a FUCKING RESTAURANT on their ANNIVERSARY!”

The girl behind him audibly gasp. Keith rolled his eyes but still listened. You can’t really blame him for listening, for one he was seated directly behind the girls; and two, the drama was quite intriguing.

“Oh no, poor Lance!”

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Marauder’s: A Naughty Fiction (Part 6) SMUT

Requested?: No

Prompt: Y/N has always been a student at Hogwarts but has gone through her years practically unnoticed by anyone that caught her eye. This year, she expects that to change. Instead of shoving her nose between the pages of books someone will be begin to take quite the interest in her. Watch her finish off her last year of schooling while fucking around with guys along the way.

Warnings?: Smut, DRUGS, alcohol, cursing

Words: 3,492

A/N: sorry this took me forver to put out and write, i’ve been having writers block lately. ANYWAY, I just finished this about five minutes ago and haven’t read over it too thoroughly so there might be a few mistakes. Much love and keep requesting :))))

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Why do I do what I do? Merlin, I fucking hate myself. One minute I am collected, and the next i’m off the chain, what the hell is going on with me?

I don’t like him, I don’t

Yet, I crave him so much

But maybe it’s not a want

It’s a need.

I bloody need him.

I want to feel him once again, but this time I want him to remember, I want him to remember.

All night these dastardly thoughts have been racing through my head, the night me and Sirius shared resides in the darkest parts of my memories, for I shouldn’t even dare to remember at all, yet I do, I keep thinking about it, and it just makes me want it more and more.


When I awoke I had a massive headache, my eyes could barely open because of the bright sunlight shining in on me. I twitched slightly, too tired to pull the covers over my head.

“Morning.” Lily said.

I peered over to her, she was sitting on her bed, a cup of tea nestled in between her hands, and a pair of sunglasses placed on her nose.

“Need some?” She questioned, referencing to her sunglasses. “S’quite bright in here.”

I sat up slowly, rubbing the bridge of my nose.

“What the hell happened last night?” I asked, looking down at a set of lingerie lying on the floor.

“Well, we got drunk, and I mean bloody drunk,” She said, getting excited. “I brought some of my favorite muggle alcohol and you and I finished them off.”

“Me and you finished off two bottles of…” I looked down at the floor reading the labels on the front of the glass. “Jack Daniels?”

Lily got quiet all of the sudden, looking down into her mug.

“Lily…” I pressed. “Who else was with us?”

She stayed quiet, still looking longingly into her mug.

“Just James, and Remus and Peter…” She said half-heartedly.

“You’re telling me Remus drank hard liquor? Because we both know good and well he doesn’t drink hard liquor.”

“…And Sirius.” She said quietly, sounding ashamed.

“And Sirius!” I laughed sarcastically, getting angry.

“Lily,” I questioned.” “What the hell happened last night?”


the night before…


“He did what!” Lily whisper yelled at me, dragging me into the corner.

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms protectively.

“How many times do I have to say it. I started freaking out, then I leant up and kissed him.”

Lily scoffed, not knowing what to say.

“What?” I yelled. “It’s not like I haven’t kissed him before!”

“Y/N…” She sighed. “This is different, you were…you were…”

“Lucid? Yeah I know.”

She eyed me up and down, flashing me a quizzical look.

“You don’t like him… do you?”

I got choked up, my air catching in my throat

“Pshh… What, me? Like Sirius? Haha, of course not!” I said, trying to play it off, but the thoughts inside my head were contradicting everything I was saying.

She raised her brow at me and shook her head as we walked into the common room, running into James and Remus.

“Oi, where are you two off to?” James asked, pulling Lily into a hug.

“Just going upstairs, a long day it’s been.” Lily replied, rummaging her head into his neck.

“What she said.” I added.

“Are you guys not going to the party tonight?” Remus asks, smiling at me.

“Party?” I asked. “What party?”

“Just a house party for Gryffindor’s, maybe a few Hufflepuff’s.” Remus added.

I scoffed, biting my lip instinctively.

“No Slytherins?” I asked.

“Merlin no, definitely not. Sirius made it very clear he didn’t want them here.”

James coughed and nudged Remus’ side, I guess that was something he wasn’t supposed to say. Me and Lily looked at each other suspiciously and waltzed up the stairs to our room.


“What are you wearing?” Lily yelled to me from the bathroom.

I couldn’t find anything I wanted to wear in my wardrobe despite the countless dresses and denim I had all lined up.  

“Not sure yet.” I added.

She walked out of the bathroom, sliding in an earring, her hair freshly curled and bouncing along with each step.

“Let me look.” She said, pushing me out of the way and searching my wardrobe.

Then it caught her eye, the light pink, holographic dress. It was tight up top and flared out at the bottom, quite skimpy. If I bent over too far everyone would have quite the view of my arse.

“This,” She said. “This is what you’re going to wear.”

“That?” I yelled, a bit curious.

“Yes that! You’ll be the talk of the school, why haven’t you worn it yet?” She asked.

“Well it was more of a collective purchase, I wasn’t planning on wearing it.”

“Well you will tonight, and I bet you’ll get more than just a few cheeky glances.” She said, winking.

I rolled my eyes, but gave into her pressure, slipping up the small dress wearing nothing but dark red underwear beneath.


“We look good.” She said, I agreed, nodding along with her.

“Great, even.” I added.

My hair, once again, sat high atop my head, my makeup still natural, but with a hint of flare.

“Let’s go.”


The party music was booming, we heard the rumble from atop the stairs. Some couples were getting a head start already, pushing each other up against their bedroom doors, making out vigorously.

“Bet ten galleons you’ll fuck Sirius tonight.”

“I won’t so, you’re on.”

“You will.” Was all she said and we began to strut towards the compacted crowd.

The moment I stepped foot on the floor seemed all the attention in the room was on me. Guys were ogling over me, girls were slapping their men on the arms so they’d pay attention to them, yet I could careless. I had one person on my mind, I had one person I wanted to impress.

I saw him with James and Remus and a few other guys from our house horsing around with one another. They all had drinks in their hands and seemed a little buzzed. I looked down quickly, checking my dress to make sure I looked alright, that there were no wrinkles. Why did I care so much? Maybe Lily was right, maybe I did like him, maybe I just couldn’t accept it.

When I looked back up he was already staring at me, his mouth watering. His eyes met mine, intensely. He stared into them for a good five seconds before they started travelling down, lower and lower. The guys around him began to notice.

“Sirius?” Remus shouted to him. “Are you alrigh-”

And that’s when the others caught on, when they all got sight of me. Something about this dress was illuminating, it made me stand out against everyone in the crowd. Sirius finally took a sip of his drink, still staring at me. He chugged it all down, placing it on a table next to him, and waltzing over to me.

“Fancy seeing you here t’night, you look ravishing.” He said wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me into him, whispering the last part of the sentence into my ear.

“Thank you.” I gulped, barely being able to speak, my stomach erupting with butterflies.

“Well,” James said, Sirius still gazing into my eyes. “Let’s get this party started.”


One shot, lime, two shots, lime, three shots, lime. Apparently I liked tequila.

My vision began to lighten as the liquor in my stomach began to churn, cooking up a spell. Sirius stood behind me, his hand around my front, he held a  lime in his mouth and each time I downed another i’d turn around and suck the juice out of it, making sure to look him right in the eyes.

“Sirius, Y/N!” Lily slurred, her pupils insanely dilated.

“Evans!” I yelled. “What the hell are you on!”

“Molly… or maybe it was acid, either way come upstairs with us!” She yelled back, undeniably fucked up.

“Upstairs? The party is down here!” I shouted back, making sure she heard me over the music.

“Yeah but upstairs I have two bottles of Jack Daniels with our names on it.” She said with a sly smile, biting down on her tongue with her teeth.

I looked up at Sirius who was already looking down at me. We both nodded to each other and followed Lily, James, Remus, Peter and two other guys up the stairs to our dorm room.


“Whiskey for everyone!” Lily yelled, us all stumbling into the room after her, everyone giggling back and forth to one another over our drunken states.

She pulled out eight shot glasses and placed them all upside down on the floor, Remus rolled a blunt and placed it down next to them, while Peter peppered a few psychedelics here and there.

“Let’s play a game!” She squealed, pulling us all down to the floor, Sirius pulling me into his lap, he didn’t like the hungry looks every guy was giving me.

“Truth or dare,” James said. “The game for the brave and the… weak.”

He proceeded then to go over the rules of the game, saying that if you refused a truth or a dare you had one of three options; take a shot, hit the blunt, or take a psychedelic, and if you had already chose one, the next time you’d have to pick another.


We were an hour into the game, but still barely made a dent into it. Remus and Peter were stoned out of their minds, Lily and I well, let’s just say we drank a little more than anticipated, and everyone had officially taken at least one psychedelic.

“Lily, Y/N,” One of the other guys with us murmured. “Truth or dare?”

“Both of us?” I asked, slurring my words.

“Both of you.”

“Isn’t that like, against the rules?”

“Nope,” He said, popping the P. “So what’ll it be?”

I was about to speak before Lily answered for me.

“Dare.” Lily said suddenly, a devilish gleam In her eye.

The guy started laughing, and whispered something into one of the other guys ears.

“Strip.” Was all he said, leaning back on his hands.

Since I was far from sober, the phrase was almost like music to my ears, but a clarifying sobriety deep down was yelling at me, telling me not to do it.

“You’re not too pussy are you?” He asked.

Me and lily looked to one another, raising our eyebrows.

“M’not too pussy, maybe Y/N, but not me.” Lily slurred, standing up all wobbly.

“Well, I said both of you, so strip or pick.” He said, the word pick referring to the drugs.

“This isn’t fair,” I whined. “You lads will take advantage of us!”

“Advantage?” The bloke questioned. “Never in a million years.”

I looked down to Sirius who seemed rather annoyed, jealous the other boys could see me… exposed.

“Or,” The boy called. “Give me and… Remus a lap dance.”

“What?” Remus asked, the statement sending him quickly back into reality.

“You heard me Moony. I mean if you don’t want to I bet there’s someone who’s far more anxious to take your place.”

I looked to Sirius who was watching me like a hawk, he looked like he wanted to kill the guy who had dared me, his blood boiling and pumping through his veins.

“I’ll do it,” Sirius said all of the sudden, loud and stern, his jaw clenching. “Give me the lap dance.”

He stood up swiftly, his hand grasping onto my upper arm, a tight lock on it.

“And slip into something more… comfortable.”

Me and Lily disappeared into the bathroom, pulling two select pieces from our wardrobe. James was pass out drunk, he slept soundly on the wooden floor so Lily had no choice but give one of the others a lap dance. We were both still under the influence, completely hammered, so I left on my dark red underwear but slipped a bra over my breasts and a silk teddy over the top as well.  

“C’mon ladies,” He called. “Don’t keep us waiting.”

We both sauntered out, Lily’s hips swaying much more than mine. The sudden exposure of my skin making an uncomfortable feeling erupt from within me, my hands instinctively wrapping around my chest.

“C’mon, don’t be shy.”

I dropped my hands walking right towards Sirius, an angry look still plastered on his face.

“Merlin…” I heard a boy call.

I looked over to my right and Lily had already began to dance. Getting low to the ground, swaying her hips, rubbing up on all the guys around her. I saw Remus scoot backwards, undeniably uncomfortable, yet he still watched from afar, a strange sight it was indeed.

I straddled Sirius, my legs wrapping around his lap, sinking down onto his crotch. His hands never touched me, they just held him up from behind, his eyes looking into mine then down my body quizzically.

“This feels so, familiar.” He stated, trying to sound calm but still I heard the rage spitting through his teeth. He really didn’t like the looks they were all giving me.

“Familiar?” I asked, acting like I had no clue to what he was referring to, watching him try to figure out what about this was so strange.

But I knew, I knew the feeling, a feeling I’ve been trying to shake ever since it happened, no matter how badly I didn’t want to. He was remembering the time we spent together, that I prayed so dearly he’d forget.

Suddenly I was being lifted off Sirius lap and placed into someone elses, their hands gripping roughly to my hips.

“If you’re not going to do anything to her I sure as bloody hell will!” One of the boys from earlier squawked.

He looked at me with a distinct hunger in his eyes, he was devouring me with them. He started moving me up and down onto his crotch, trying to get some friction between the two of us. This is not how I wanted it, this wasn’t how I wanted any of this to be. Suddenly I heard a thud and a shuffling of feet and once again I was being yanked off someone else’s lap. Sirius threw me off to the side, and yanked up the kid who pulled me into his lap by his collar.

“Who the hell do you think you are, mate?” Sirius yelled. “You think you can bloody treat a woman like that, my woman?”

The guy was petrified, looking at Sirius then back to me.

“D-didn’t know she was yours, mate!” He squealed while falling back down onto the floor with a thud.  

And for the last time Sirius yanked me up, throwing me over his shoulder, and pulled me into the bathroom. I was pushed harshly against the door, smacking my head a tad on the wood. I felt Sirius’ hands wrap around my waist, one of them also holding me up under my bum. He rested his head on my chest and stayed quiet, my hand landed in his hair, playing with it.

“Sirius?” I asked looking down at him sleepily, watching his chest heave up and down.

“Hmm?” He asked.

“Didn’t know I was yours…” I said playfully, biting my lip, a small smile sweeping up onto my face.

He smiled into my skin, I felt the stretching of his lips against my chest,a low rumble escaping them.

“You aren’t really… s’just like you is all… got a tad jealous.”

“A tad?” I asked, pulling his chin up so he looked at me, he tried to hold back a smile on his face.

We were startled by Lily’s playful squealing coming from my room, and the sound of pounding music being turned up. We looked back to one another and began to laugh and he set me back down on my feet.

“You’re drunk.” He said laughing.

“So are you!” I yelled back, poking his chest.

“Yeah but I wasn’t the one who almost gave four different guys a lapdance.”

“You’re just jealous.” I said, sticking my nose up in the air, walking away from him.

“Oi!” He yelled. “Of what?”

“You wanted one, a lap dance.”

“Did I now?” He asked, testing me. “How are you so sure?”

“Well for starters I saw your dick jump out of your pants when I walked out of the bathro-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before he cut me off, tackling me to the ground.

“We won speak of this!” He yelled playfully, pushing his hand over my mouth.

And suddenly we were in the position again, me straddling him, my crotch coming close and closer to his. He looked down at me on his lap, one of his eyebrows raising, then looked back up at my outfit. I kept my eyes on his, watching him as I lowered myself a top his pants, pressing down hard.

“Y/N,” He moaned, his head falling back. “You’re drunk.”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t know what I want.” I said back.

And with that sentence he latched on tightly to my hips as I began to grind harder and harder onto his erection. My hands flying back into his hair, my fingers tangling themselves within the strands.

I turned around swiftly, trying to synchronize my moves to the beat of the music. I began to pull my teddy down, strap by strap, making sure to give him a show. He sat there, leant back, watching me with a glaze over his eyes. I dropped the pink silk to the floor, becoming exposed to him like I was that one time.

I bent over infront of his face, then sat down on him backwards, his hands massaging hard into the skin of my ass. I moved my bum into the crotch of his jeans again, enjoying the sound of his breathless moans escaping from his lips.

I pushed him down on his back sitting down on his stomach and leant down to kiss him. Our lips pushing into each other roughly. There was a definite need there. I heard him whimper as I bit down on his bottom lip, pulling on the now pinkened skin.

I began to scooch my crotch lower and lower until I was perched on his cock again, grinding hard down onto it. I began to dry hump him, suddenly feeling the pleasure from my side. To make the friction much greater, Sirius pushed himself up on his hand, rubbing himself into as I was to him.

His mouth was wide open, attaching to my neck from time to time. I rubbed vigorously into him, the material of my panties beginning to bunch up onto one side. I could tell he was getting close, the sound of my moans filling his ears and a sudden wetness now covering his clothed cock. Then I watched as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a throaty district  moan, saying my name softly as he came. I too, trying my hardest still to reach my desired place, and within no time I was there, a moaning mess just like him.

He fell back onto the floor and I feel on top of his, my ear to his chest listening to the pounding of his heart and the shortness in his breath.

“Hot damn,” He said. “I don’t think I’ve ever came so hard in my life.”


The room was now empty, no sounds of music, no more squealing. Lily had finally laid her head to rest that night, Remus tucking her in after she got a little too crazy with that one boy from their house. Her soft snores were the only thing filling the room, well, that and the sound of Sirius whispering to Y/N, goodnight.

She slipped into bed as well, looking up to him as he placed a chaste kiss to her forehead, praising her once again for the beautiful work she had done that night. He walked out of the room, a small smiled placed across his face as he hopped quietly back to his dorm.


When he entered he sat down on his bed, laughing at James sprawled out on the floor, Peter looking practically dead, and Remus asleep as snug as a bug under his covers. Sirius peered over to his bedside table, looking at the family photo which sat gloomily next to him. Not a hint of a smile coming from any of their faces in the picture. He picked it up, getting a closer look at his brother whom he envied so deeply, but wanted to love so bad. The green surrounding the picture frame seemed to look so obscure next to the red lace panties that were sitting behind it.

Red lace panties.

Only then was it when Sirius realized everything he seemed to forget.

does this make sense? | 11 (m) ✓

pairing: min yoongi x reader
genre/warnings: romance, fluff, heavy petting, smuuut, they finally get down and dirty, college! yoongi
words: 11,752
summary: You meet the mysterious Yoongi at a house party and no matter how uninterested you tell yourself that you are, you’re can’t say no to him. Can you end up changing his playboy ways, or will you just end up getting hurt?

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for you pt. 6 [M]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Badboy!Taehyung, angst

Word Count: 5.3k

Originally posted by vminv


Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Final

It was happening again. The continuous melody of vibrations of your phone sang you to sleep every night. It was a constant stream of incoming messages and calls since the day he pulled out of your driveway. You had ignored every single one except for the one time when you both were drunk and screamed slurred syllables at each other until Mina ripped your phone from your palm and made you hang up.

Every time you left your apartment you held your breath, worried that his black car would be park outside your front door. But it never was. He had enough respect for you to know not to physically show up at your door. Probably worried that you would key up and down the sides of his precious piece of metal, not like you hadn’t thought about it before.

You swiped your phone into silent mode and do not disturb, hoping that for at least one night you would be able to fall asleep without hearing his voice ringing in your ears. Your breathing synced with your heartbeat as your eyelids falling heavy. “Please, not tonight.” you whispered as you gave into the sleep falling around you.

The curtains in your room were suddenly ripped open, blinding light came hurtling through the window as your eyes flew open. The sound of familiar hurried footsteps were pacing your floor, picking up everything you had been neglecting and placing them in their proper place.

“You’re disgusting, did you know that?” Mina huffed as she picked up a wet towel from the food floor and placed it into the hamper. “When was the last time you did laundry?”

You rolled over, covering your head with your pillows in an attempt to drown out your best friend. But Mina wasn’t having it. She ripped the blankets off your body and threw them on the ground, “Oh my god, Y/N. When was the last time you showered?” she dramatically plugged her nose to further emphasize her point.

“I really regret giving you an extra key.” you grumbled as you admitted defeated and sat up in bed.

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You are mine *smut*- John Shelby

Request// can I please have a John imagine, where you get jealous over something he says about another girl so you give him the silent treatment n he becomes really clingy and is begging you to talk to him. Thank you x

Request// Can you please do a John Shelby smut, where he is the dominant one? Where the reader teases him and he gets heavily frustrated. Thanks!!

*I love all the PB Boys but John is one of my favorites with his boyish charm❤️. Shoutout to @bonniebirdsgifcentre for the gif. Expect to see more of me on here, because it’s my Spring Break! Summer is not far away either so I will also be dedicating more time to writing after I finish exams. xoxox*

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The weeks leading up to Tommy and Grace’s wedding had you questioning your own relationship with John. You admired his good looks and charm since you had been a young girl, but his comeliness was a double edged sword.The difficulty of beauty was when one knew they were beautiful.

It had happened multiple times, John flirting with other women of questionable decency, but the straw had finally broken the camel’s back right before the Shelby Wedding. You had decided to help Harry at the Garrison by picking up a couple shifts without telling John since you would most likely find him there anyways.

“How’s Y/N doing anyways,” you heard Arthur ask from inside the side room. You didn’t want to be sneaky and listen in on their conversation but it was hard to ignore as you swept and wiped down the counter.

“Fuckin’grouchy as  ever. Yelling in my ear from the time I get home to the time I leave again.” You had to hold back your disapproving grunt as you brows scrunched together. Of course John wouldn’t dar say any of that to your face, but he was all talk when he was ‘with the boys.’

“Thought you two been having problems, always arguing when you’re out together. All you need is a good fuck.”

“That’s the only thing I’ve not been getting from her. Maybe I’ll have to ask that new barmaid for some assistance,” he boasted. Your hands curled into fists and your body began to burn with anger. You knew the exact barmaid he was talking about and could grasp that she would be all too happy to ‘help’ John. You heard their chairs scrape the wood floors, knowing they’d be out there any moment.

“The blonde one?”

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(Not) Out Of Your League - Jughead x Reader

Here you go! I normally leave the reader’s characteristics open ended but I thought it would be nice if she was a cheerleader for this one! Hope you enjoy it!


You open up your locker, sighing wearily at the sight of all the heavy books you have to bring back. Gazing into the dim depths of your locker, you ponder whether you’ll be able to pop home for a snack before cheerleading practice. Cheryl said that she’ll behead anyone who turns up late so you decide that it’s probably best if you didn’t chance it. After offloading your school bag into the locker, you pull out your gym clothes and head towards the girls’ locker room to change.

You glance at the time on your phone wearily; there’s still a good twenty minutes before practice starts and it’s an awkward sort of time length. Too long to just sit around idly and too short to actually get into anything. Figuring that you might as well work on some of the dance steps, you take off in the direction of the gym. It’s a fairly uneventful walk until you hear Reggie’s voice ring out in the deserted corridor and see his silhouette in the near distance.

“Whereja think you’re going?”

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Kash and Zahra AU things

- Kashaw has approximately four-and-a-half outfits in his closet (one of which is strictly sleepwear) and far too many T-shirts, Zahra Does Not Hesitate to drag him about it every time she comes over to his apartment
- He’s also cheap as hell and hates apartment shopping, so he subsists on contempt for the place he’s staying and the places he’d have to look for
- If you don’t think Zahra doesn’t wear corsets for fun, you thought wrong, friend
- Kash gets many a wink-nudge about having seen her in these, to which his answer is always a baffled squint and “it’s just Zee”
- Zahra has the uncanny ability to pick restaurants neither have never been to but end up liking
- Kash has a shockingly diligent hair care routine
- Both swap hair care ideas
- Zahra’s idea of self care is “treat yo’self”
- Kash’s idea of self care is sleeping for as long as he can (he can sleep through entire days off) and waking up to the hottest, strongest cup of coffee imaginable
- Zahra loves holidays
- Kash abhors them
- Somehow, Zahra gets Kash massively involved with one holiday every year, and he’ll end up curling ribbons or wrapping packages and asking himself “how” every single time
- He never tells her to stop
- Zahra is more than capable of protecting herself and so is he, but on the nights where they’re both working late one will come to pick up the other, no questions asked
- Kash has fallen asleep on the subway with his head against Zahra’s shoulder more times than he can count
- Kash’s days are not nearly as eventful (he feels) as Zahra’s, so he doesn’t have much to say over the phone, but is content to listen for as long as hours as she talks about everything she’s been doing, a smile on his face as he holds the phone between his cheek and shoulder while making dinner
- Zahra rarely has a bad day (read as: allows herself to have a bad day), but each time she has one, Kash has shown up at her door with something sinfully sweet and hours to spare
- Kash is fond of toffee
- Zahra is definitely taller

Dream A Little Dream

A.N - My first what will be a smutty Crowley x Reader fic. Let me know what you think :) 

Warnings - Smut, mentions of BDSM and swearing.



The second you heard the damn accent flood the room you stiffened, Sam and Dean thought it was because you still harboured ill feelings towards the demon after he kidnapped you a few months back and used you as bait to make the Winchester’s more compliant. That was partly true, but that wasn’t the whole story.

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anonymous asked:

how would dating daniel be like pls ♡ ?

Originally posted by euigeon

- dating daniel is like dating a kid LOL

- aka two kids bc seongwoo would be every where w daniel 

- and somehow, u get pulled into the mess too 

- also

- walking his cat

- ‘’uhm,,,i don’t think ur cat likes this…’’

- ‘’nonsense!! she does!!’’

- cue the two of u looking back and his cat is just laying there and daniel is just dragging her 

- aka cue the second hand embarrassment u have LMFAO 

- ‘’why am i dating u again’’ 

- ‘’uhm bc u love me??” 

- ‘’listen,,,who the hell walks their cat?!?!?” 

- ‘’mE EXCUSE U’’

- also, cute goodmorning texts!! 

- and goodnight ones!! 

- even if he’s running late, he never fails to send u a goodmorning text and reminding u to have a good day

- and also making sure that u ate breakfast and slept well 

- whenever he knows u take the closing shift, he makes sure to always wait for u and to walk home w you no matter how tired he may be

- he couldn’t live with himself if something happened to u 

- even if he walked to ur house or apartment idk - he makes sure to see u get in the house or whatever to make sure ur safe!!

- if there happens to be a time where u have to walk home alone (which is rare) 

- he would send seongwoo or anyone that he trusts to walk u home 

- and tells u to send him texts on when u leave and when u get home so he knows ur safe

 - a true angel 

- cuddles!!

- lots and lots of it

- and expect a lot of skinship 

- hand holding like 25/8 

- even if his hands get sweaty or yours does idk he won’t let go lol 

- ‘’daniel,,,let go-’’

- ‘’no’’ 

- ‘’but-’’

- ‘’no now shh lets go look at cats’’ 

- loves to shower u in aegyo even if its cringy lol 

- ‘’jirit jirit jirit jirit’’ 

- doesn’t like to show off pda much in public because he believes it should be something intimate between the two of u if that makes sense lolol 

- but loves loves loves giving you forehead kisses 

- believes they show much more affection and sincerity 

- likes to take you out a lot

- like going to see cats at the pet store or animal shelter lol 

- cafe dates!! 

- likes to go cafe hunting to see who can find the best cafe 

- and also the best latte designs

- also likes to explore around seoul and what kind of things that it can offer

- also,,trying out some good bbq and street food

- dates can range from cooking at home to bowling to see whoever would win to fancy dates in nice restaurants

- likes to spend lots of stuff on u bc he thinks that u deserve the best!! 

- ‘’i got this for u bc it reminded me of u!!!” 

- ur personal photographer 

- loves loves taking pics of u - secretly to save or whenever u wanted

- likes taking lots of pics bc he wants to keep them as memories and to see them whenever he misses u 

- also, takes u out shopping a lot LOL 

- isn’t really big on couple items like shirts or sweaters or whatever

- but likes to have matching phone charms, bracelets, or socks idk 

- fights are also rare with daniel 

- most of the time, you two try to talk it out because a relationship is all about communication and trust so,, 

- u too love each other too much to fight lmao 

- but if you do, it would be because of miscommunication between the two of you or pent up frustrations 

- if it escalates to something serious, he would be the one to walk out the door first or lock himself inside the bedroom 

- because he would want to leave before he would say something he regretted and he rather leave than watch the relationship to fall apart

- of course, him leaving would either make you really mad or burst into tears because you would believe he was tired of you 

- comes back out or home (if he was out) after a few hours and calming down

- and wants to talk it out because he believes that its better to resolve stuff quicker than dragging it out 

- comes up to backhugs you and won’t let go until the two of u talk it out

- once u forgive each other, the two of u would spent it snuggling in bed 

- ‘’bc i miss ur touch and i don’t want us to fight again’’ 

- ok on the topic of this, if u were ever upset, he would do his best to find out why

- the type to not leave until u tell him why

- even if u don’t tell him right away, he would stay w u bc he cares about u sososo much and the thought of u being upset hurts him 

- eventually u do bc who can resist this angel?? 

- the type to kiss away ur tears, no matter how cheesy he thinks it is bc all he is focused on is to make u feel better

- and will do what it takes to make u feel better

- please stan him he deserves it so much :(( 

Heart Won’t Forget | Theo Raeken Imagine

request: 1. Hi I think your amazing writer. Ive fallen in love with your stories. I was wondering if you could write one were the reader is one of Scott’s betas and has a relationship with him but has dark past with Theo and Scott confronts the reader about it. It was just a thought.

2. Hi, can you write a smut with Theo, where Y/N is Scott’s sister. Scott’s pack is plotting something against Theo and his Chimeras, and they send Y/N to distract him for few minutes. Y/N knows that Theo is evil, but she can’t help herself and feels atracted to him, so when she’s trying to distract him, he can sense how she feels about him… sorry, English is my second languege, so I hope that this make sense ;)

word count: 964

warnings: a bit of smut i guess

A/N: hey guys so Im back with a new imagine and Im really sorry that its so short, you can request a part two! I hope you enjoy reading this, love you all xx


You were sitting next to Scott who was discussing about the chimeras. You tried to ignore Scott’s plan and focused at the stormy weather outside. “Y/N? What do you think about that?”, Lydia asked. You rolled your eyes. Although you were a beta of Scott’s pack, you didn’t want to do anything against the chimeras.., because of one person. Theo Raeken. He used to be one of your closest friends, well maybe more than a friend, he was the person who you had your first kiss with. Although you would never admit it, when Theo appeared in Beacon Hills, your heart had been pounding in your chest. “Y/N, are you listening?”, Scott asked you vigorously. “Um sorry..”, you muttered. He looked at you in confusion and focused at the others again. You were staring at Lydia and Stiles who were holding hands now. Why was everyone falling in love except for you? Well, maybe because of your brother Scott.. he was always trying to protect you from everything and above all boys. Scott was sure that every boy your age is going to hurt you in any possible ways. “Hm, we all know that Theo is the most powerful chimera, so before we attack them we have to get rid of Theo”, Liam uttered. For the first time you said something: “Maybe someone could distract him.. for example Lydia, you’re good at such things” Everyone’s eyes landed on you. “That’s a plan!”, Stiles shouted. “Well, I’m not a fan of talking to Theo and I can’t really do something if he tries to attack me”, Lydia said. Liam looked at you. “Y/N can do it”, he suggested. “No way!”, Scott stopped Liam. You looked at him clearly annoyed. “I’m old enough, Scott”, you hissed. “I’m gonna do it” You were confident although you had mixed feelings about the situation with Theo but at least it would give the chance to talk to him. Scott explained what you were going to have to do and after that Lydia dragged you to your closet. “So you’re gonna have to dress sexy to get Theo’s attention”, she explained. “But it should not look like I dressed up for him, right?”, you replied and took some stuff out of your closet. You put the things on and looked at Lydia. “That’s perfect”, Lydia smirked. In the evening you left the house. “Good luck, Y/N”, Scott shouted while you closed the door. You made your way to Theo and his chimera’s hiding place and found Theo sitting on a large chair, his legs crossed. “Y/N?”, Theo looked at you in confusion. “Hey Theo”, you whispered. You knew that your voice sounded just as nervous as you were although you tried to cover up. You didn’t know what to say. Theo got up and stood in front of you. “What is it?”, he wanted to know. “I just remembered the old times and wanted to talk to you, I guess”, you mumbled. “And you’re taking that big risk just to ‘talk’ to me?”, Theo smirked. “Um, yeah..”, you answered shyly. Theo slowly took your hand. “Why are you being so shy, Y/N? In my mind you used to be completely different”, Theo wondered. You realized how your heart started to pound like crazy again. “I used to know a different side of you, baby girl”, he completed and let his fingers slide up and down your arm making you shiver. You looked at Theo, the light was barely lighting his face but you could still see the outlines of his face, his perfect jawline and his full lips. You could feel Theo’s breath against your neck before he softly bit the skin of your neck. One of his large hands was resting on your waist while the other one made it’s way down to grab your ass. You bit down your lip to stop yourself from moaning. Although you knew it was wrong, you couldn’t get yourself to stop Theo. “You look so pretty, baby”, Theo groaned. Suddenly Theo’s lips crashed into yours and it felt like a thousand fireworks exploding inside of your chest. Theo gripped your waist and pulled you closer. “Theo”, you moaned. “Oh I missed you so”, he replied moaning. Suddenly a loud noise distracted the two of you. “Y/N”, Stiles shouted. You let go of Theo and looked at Stiles in shock. “What the hell is wrong with you?”, he shouted. Stiles grabbed your arm and dragged you out of the room.
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You were sitting on your bed and thought about what happened. You hoped that Stiles wouldn’t tell Scott about the thing with Theo but the chances were very low because Stiles was still Scott’s best friend and you were his little sister. When your door opened, Scott stormed in. “Please tell me that Stiles is kidding me, Y/N”, he shouted. You weren’t able to answer him because you knew he was going to kill you. “Y/N McCall! Answer me!”, he shouted again. “Yes, Scott. It’s true”, you mumbled. “Explain it to me! How the hell did that happen? Y/N, you’re MY sister and Theo is the enemy here, don’t you get that?”, Scott was really angry. “Well.. Theo and I.. we have a past. Do you remember the boy I always used to meet up with in middle school?”, you asked. “Huh?”, he was confused. “Of course you don’t, well that’s Theo. He was my first love, Scott”, you explained to him. “That is no excuse for making out with him and distracting yourself, Y/N. That was important to me and the pack and you only cared about yourself”, Scott hissed. “I don’t get how you can be so selfish, Y/N”, he added and left the room with anger.

Karma’s A Bitch, And I’m The Biggest Bitch Around

Originally posted by admiringjensen

Characters: Y/n, Sam Wesson, Dean Smith, OC James

Pairing: Sam x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL READER)

Warnings: Fluff, past cheating, present cheating, angst, smut, unprotected sex, somewhat breeding kink, biting kink, revenge, bitchy reader, destroying peoples marriages and careers, happiness for the reader at the end

Word count: 2628

Summary: Being called back to film NotNatural gives you a chance to get back at Sam for breaking your heart.

A/N: Ok, so, I never usually do cheating. But this idea just refused to go away…I don’t know why, but it happened. Also, this is an AU where it’s basically real life, but instead of Jared/Jensen and whatnot, it’s Sam/Dean as the actors. And instead of Supernatural, it’s NotNatural…I don’t know, that’s how it happened. Hope u like it!!

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“So, can you come back?”

You groaned, chastising yourself for not knowing that this would’ve been why he wanted to meet.

“I don’t know, James”.

“Oh, come on, y/n. It’s the 200th episode. We want basically all the cast back with us”.

“I know that. It’s just…it’s gonna be uncomfortable for all of us”.

He looked around the bustling café, leaning in closer to you.

“Cos of the breakup? No one even knows about that, apart from me and Dean. Besides, I thought it was an amicable one? That’s what Sam said”.

You scoffed, leaning back into your chair and shaking your head.

Of course that’d be the story he went with.

Keep up his saintly image, so his fans wouldn’t realize the truth about the man they idolized.

God, you hated the asshole so much. You wondered how you ever fell for him in the first place.

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buesargent  asked:

yeah hi im in love with your andreil kid au!! would you mind writing one where there's a daddy-daughter dance at piper's school and she takes them both?? my heart would melt thanks

hello, my darling! i’ve loved this prompt since the day you sent it to me, so here you have it. i hope you enjoy <3 also on AO3

kid au 

(no need to be read in a specific order!)


“No.”

“But you said you would come!”

“No, I said that I would think about it.”

“Oh, come on! The eidetic memory? Really?”

The argument goes on as Neil leans silently against the doorframe of their kitchen, determined to keep the reigns on the laugh he desperately wants to let loose. He really shouldn’t be laughing. This is, after all, a very serious matter. It isn’t every day that a sixth grader attends her first school dance, especially when parents are encouraged to attend.

Neil watches as the standoff continues. Andrew is on one side of the dining room table, leaning forward with his palms braced on the surface. Piper is exactly opposite him, mirroring his stance to a T. She is becoming more and more exasperated each time Andrew shoots her down, but she’s a tenacious little thing, and she won’t be backing down anytime soon.

“Look, your dad is already going. You don’t need both of us there.”

Neil actually feels bad for both of them. Andrew isn’t entirely comfortable being around so many strangers, and Neil doesn’t blame him. They rarely attend Piper’s school functions together, mainly because their combined Exy careers attract too much attention. You can’t exactly tell your daughter’s science teacher to fuck off when they start asking too many questions.

“But…you…UGH!” Piper pushes away from the table and brushes past Neil in a blur on her way out. He turns to watch her as she storms down the hall and slams her door shut. Such a flare for the dramatic. Who could she have possibly learned that from.

Neil turns his attention back to Andrew. He is still in the same position, but now his head is tilted back, his eyes cast to the ceiling.

“Nicely done. Bravo, really. That was excellent,” Neil taunts him, a smile making its way onto his face. It may not look like it to anyone else, but Neil can tell that Andrew is caving. If there is anything in this world that Neil knows with enough certainly to bet his life on, it’s Andrew Minyard.

Andrew rolls his head to the side to make sure Neil receives the full effect of his scowl. “Fuck you.”

Neil does nothing to stop the grin from taking over his face as he begins making his way across the room.

“You know,” he says, extending a hand to Andrew and waiting for him to take it, “I could make it worth your while.”

“Doubt it,” Andrew says. He glares at Neil’s hand as if by doing so, he could make it catch fire. But eventually he gives up and snatches it into his.

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anonymous asked:

I really love your writing and I'm so glad that you're accepting requests again :"> how about the RFA react to MC who had a weakness for sweet treats, like MC can be very upset or angry whatsoever but as fast as she receive sweet, she turns fluffy and forget everything.

Oh, I hope this is >>sweet<< enough for you! :p

RFA with a MC who has a weak for candy


Zen

  • “Why do you need candy, babe, when you have the ultimate eye candy right in front of you?”
  • “Tempting. But can I please get my chocolate right now?” you glared at him, and he passed the bar to you.
  • You would usually laugh of his flirty jokes, but not when chocolate was the subject. Oh hell no! Chocolate is a serious matter here.
  • He doesn’t like when you get too serious, and since he doesn’t really care for sweet, he doesn’t really get it why do you get so serious about candy.
  • But he thinks it’s so funny, so he likes to tease you and hide the candy sometimes, and that’s why you’re glaring at him right now.
  • As soon as you finally have your chocolate, you smile playfully at him, and we know what these looks mean
  • “I guess I have plenty room for desert.” He says, dragging you to the bedroom.

Yoosung

  • You barely saw each other today, both of you were busy with college and work.
  • And when you two finally made it home, you were both grumpy.
  • You barely said hello to each other, any word now would lead to a completely useless fight over something really stupid.
  • You grabbed the whipped cream can, he grabbed the M&Ms package and you both sat on the couch.
  • “Okay, so was your day?” he asks, you chug some whipped cream and answer him. “Ugh, don’t even get me started!”
  • For outsiders, maybe this could be really weird, but the candy therapy has been going on for a while after long days, turns out that this need for candy is another thing you have in common.
  • You end up with some whipped cream in your cheek, which he licks promptly, you both blush, but it doesn’t last long. You both bolt to the bedroom immediately.

Jaehee

  • While she’s usually in charge of the coffee, you’re in charge of the baking.
  • That is not only about the café, it’s how it works in home too.
  • And you take baking very seriously, as serious as she takes coffee. So she’s used to you getting all grumpy when one recipe is not working out.
  • She tastes a little of the frosting cake you’re trying to do. “Hmmm, this is good, MC!” “NO, DON’T TASTE THAT YET! IT’S NOT READY AND IT’S BAD!”
  • You two look at each other, scared. You immediately regret for overreacting like this, she just shrugs and tells you not to be so hard on yourself. Ugh, she’s a saint…
  • “I mean… maybe I am tasting this wrong. Here, have some more.” You offer her and quickly steal a kiss from her. “Hum, yeah, you were right, this is good…”
  • The cake you were baking ended up burnt, but neither of you cared, you were too busy in the bedroom.


Jumin

  • “I’m pretty sure they all taste the same, my love. Just pick one.”
  • You look at him offended. , then just roll you eyes. Uh oh… he forgets you’re very sensitive concerning candy.
  • “Why would you even say that, Jumin? This one is made of mirtillo, this one is strawberry, and this one is banana!” you’re pointing to all the toffees in the candy store that you’ve been stuck for half an hour trying to pick the flavors.
  • “MC, the flavor is artificial, they probably use the same ingredients in all of them and just change the colorings and…” “Huh! They have pineapple too!”
  • He sighs, you’re not hearing any of this, are you? But he must say, you getting all excited over candy it’s so cute, he can’t even…
  • “Jumin, hurry and help me choose it!” that’s his cue. He grabs your shoulders and makes you look at him.
  • “I already chose the sweetest thing here.” He kisses you, you don’t even know what flavor you picked, you just needed to head out of that store immediately.

Saeyoung

  • Why are the lines on amusement park’s rides so damn long?
  • You could have waited patiently if you have eaten something before, but now you’re starting to get a little bad mood…
  • Saeyoung is goofing off to kill some time, but you aren’t having it at all. You need to eat something, doesn’t matter what! Though you’re super down to some candy, since it’s usually you go-to snack
  • Then he sees the solution. “Oh, MC!~ Look what I bought for you!” he shows you the cotton candy and your face immediately lightens up.
  • You rush to grab it, but he pulls away. “Uh-uh, you’ve got to earn it~” then he takes a piece and places up his mouth like a mustache.
  • He looks at you with a teasing smirk, almost like he’s daring you to do something with these much people around, but you’re hungry! For the cotton candy and… for him.
  • He’s a blushing mess when you lean closer and takes the cotton candy, chuckling. “You took my mustache, lady! I must have it back!” he pulls you closer for a kiss, yeah, forget that ride, this is amusing enough for both of you.