knocked a lot of requests off my list with this one too

The One Who Holds Your Heart » Prince Adam

Request: Can u do a pre-cursed imagine of the reader and prince Adam? I don’t really have a plot I just love pre-cursed Adam:)))

Pairing: Prince Adam x Reader

Fandom: Disney + Beauty and the Beast

Words: 1770

Summary: Adam is in love with you despite you being a maid.

A/N: Okay, so I really want to write a part two to this story and I will! [Name] won’t remember Adam and we’ll go on from there. Anyways, I hope you guys like this!

Part Two: The One Who Breaks The Curse

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pairing: daveed diggs x reader, lin-manuel miranda x reader, daveed x reader x lin (i think that’s how this should be listed idk) 

request: @iamafangirlforeverthing​: “Can you write a reader imagine where daveed and Lin compete for her affections and just pure nsfw…” and @itsme-ashley-marie​: “Can I get some super kinky role play?!” AND @derpypenguin​: “Lin smut with maybe some nice daddy/sir kink with some bondage maybe??”

summary: lin and daveed are both super into reader. she goes with this for a little, before they realize there’s only one way to make them all happy.

warnings: NSFW, smut, flirting, wall sex, dom/sub, begging, dirty talk, clippng lyrics, oral sex, prof/student roleplay, bath sex, threesome (kinda…), spitroasting, mentions of other kinks,

word count: 4,936

a/n: i am going straight to hell. probably tomorrow, honestly. title from clippng’s “wriggle.” this was fun. enjoy!! lemme know whatchu think!! the sequel to this smut sin is here 

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Just My Type

Originally posted by thenameisvennila

Request: HI! i recently read your entire master list and it’s amazing!! If you could, would you write an ABO fic with Alpha! Dean where like he finds his true mate but she’s nothing like the girls he normally goes home with.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!reader

Word Count: 1,500ish

Warnings: smut, language

A/N: I have so much fun playing with these ABO fics…


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Knock You Down

Originally posted by 13whyreasons


Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader 

 Request: “49 - Zach Dempsey" 

 Prompt

 49. "I just wanted you for my lusts." 

Word count: 1.260

Posted: 02nd of June 2017 

A/N: OMG! I finally posted something after several days. I am so busy in these days, mostly now that I am having my training period. I am so happy to finally post an imagine, because I missed writing so much. I hope to find more time to write more and I will try my best to get through my prompt requests. 

 Anyways, thank you for your support and I love to talk with some of you. If you want to talk to me, don’t hesitate to do so. I am happy to have new friends. Thank you so much and I love you all, really. Hope you enjoy this imagine. Thank you. 

 P.S.: I still don’t accept part two requests for my prompt imagines as I am still drowning in requests. Sorry. 

- G. x

Link: Prompt List 

Warning: a lot of swearing 


"Zach, what is your problem?” You ran as fast as you could as you tried to cope with your boyfriend’s long steps, also avoiding people along your way. He was so tall that his steps were the double of yours and you practically needed to walk-run to be able to walk with him. “Zach, talk to me!” You sighed as you felt the shortness of your breath. “Zachary Dempsey!” You belted out, using your voice as loud as you could and it caused for an echo to be heard along the hallway. 

“Fuck off, (Y/N)! I don’t need you.” Zach suddenly stopped as he faced you. He had his eyebrows furrowed, but you also saw some hints of sadness and pity in his eyes. He was hurting you with his words and he perfectly knew that you couldn’t handle your fights and discussions, mostly when you are in a public place. 

“What the hell is happening to you?” You bravely asked him, holding your tears back. You wanted to show him that you were fearless, that you weren’t scared of him, of his damn heartbreaking words. “Tell me!" 

"I hate you!” Zach fearlessly stated, making people look at the two of you. If your were brave, he was braver and you knew that it wasn’t the Zach that you met and had a relationship with. “I don’t love you anymore, (Y/N).” You suddenly felt your tears falling as they wet your red burning cheeks, some needles continuously and pitilessly poking your heart. 

“No, you don’t hate me.” You slowly shook your head. You were dumbfounded for the things that Zach has been saying and you suddenly felt a tight knot in your stomach and a heavy weight in your chest. 

Your relationship with Zach was going in a perfect way, but, suddenly, the straw broke the camel’s back and you didn’t know what happened to it. 

You honestly couldn’t believe his words. He has always made you feel loved and wanted and he was acting otherwise. Zach was a sweet guy and he would hurt anybody just to protect you, but he was the one who was hurting you this time. 

“I do!” He said and you noticed that his voice cracked a little bit. You couldn’t understand why he was doing such thing. “I really do." 

"What have I done, Zach?” You asked him in a languish tone, obviously hurting for the happening in that moment. “Why do you hate me that much?" 

"You,” He started as he fiddled with his backpack’s strap. “you are too perfect for me and I hate you for that.” His voice was fierce, showing the bravery that he had inside him, but you knew Zach. He was never that prideful, he would never go against you, he would never use that tone with you. 

“What the hell?” You furrowed your eyebrows as he complimented you but hated you at the same time. The chaos in your head caused you a severe migraine: headache and nausea fighting inside of your body. “Zach, are you out of your mind?" 

"No, (Y/N). I didn’t want you.” He spat out as if he was being tortured by someone. He was faking everything, because you knew that Zach would never do that. He was blurring things out, things that he didn’t even thought of, but he was obliged to say them. 

“You did and you still do, Zach!” Tears uncontrollably fell down from your eyes. You were lucky to have Zach and you couldn’t accept the fact that he was destroying you at that moment. “In these months, you made me feel worthy, happy and important." 

"Illusions!” He shouted and you noticed that there was a big crowd watching the whole scene. You felt a little bit stressed out, because it was a private thing but everybody was observing you: gossiping and judging your relationship with Zach. 

“Illusions?” You shook your head and wiped off your tears from your cheeks with the back of your hand. Your make up was smudged all around your face, but you couldn’t care enough, it was your last thought during that time. Your pride took your senses and you shouted as you were already full of Zach’s shit. 

“Yes, illusions.” He looked straight into your eyes, emotionlessly as he threw you his shit in your teeth. 

“What the hell?” You couldn’t understand him and you heard nothing but the rumours that travel from the people around you. You were surrounded by the people and they found your show amazing and entertaining. 

“Get over it, (Y/N).” He meant your relationship, for sure. “I just wanted you for my lusts.” His gaze suddenly fell on the floor and he couldn’t consider you straightly in your eyes. You heard people cheering and shouting, but Zach heard your heart falling into pieces. After all, you’ve been together for months, three months to be exact, and he knew when you have your resentments or problems.

“No, you didn’t. We’ve always made love, Zach, and you have always said me that you loved me. They weren’t just some ordinary sex sessions, weren’t they?” You forcefully said as your voice was slowly fading. You were having a hard time to deal with the emotions that you were feeling and you were almost caving in. 

“We had sex, (Y/N),” He neared his face towards you and he whispered in your ear. “sex.”

“Fuck you, Zach.” You pushed him away and he really crossed your line. Your tears streamed down your face as you sobbed uninterruptedly. “Fuck you.” You tightened your fist as you felt useless and you were angry at yourself for letting yourself in, for being a victim of the heartless and asshole jocks of your high school.

“Bye.” Zach greeted you as you saw some tears falling from his brown almond-shaped eyes. He turned his back and he started to walk away from you, pushing the people out of his way.

“Fuck you, Dempsey!” You shouted as loud as you could and you saw that he stopped in the middle of the hallway to talk to Bryce. The people’s presence around you faded and you didn’t mind them as the world stopped between you, Zach and Bryce.

“You finally did it, Dempsey!” Bryce shouted cheerfully, teasing you as he searched for your face in the crowd. “Take the money.” He handed Zach some paper bills and you realized what Zach has done and what he didn’t want to do. 

“Fuck off, Bryce.” You heard Zach sobbing and he pushed Bryce’s hand away, rejecting the money that he was offering. Obviously, still feeling bad for what he has done. 

You watched them from afar, crowd disappearing slowly, and that was when you realized that you were just a bet. A bet that Zach shouldn’t have done, but he did and he just hurt you and your feelings. He let you feel that you were the luckiest girl in the world, but then he wrecked you all at once. He destroyed and knocked you down. You were blinded by the love that you had for him and you didn’t notice that he conquered you to step on your ego and knock you down.

You noticed that he was hurting you against his will, but the bond with his friends was more important than the relationship he had with you. Who would’ve noticed you, after all? No one, except when they needed to put some bet on you. It sucked, didn’t it? Of course, it did.

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Tomboy & Skirts

Request:

What about a Reggie x Reader where the reader is like a total tomboy and one day decides to wear a skirt and Reggie pesters her a bit (Cause friends) and the reader ends up convincing him to wear a skirt to school the next day.

 

A/N: My Wi-Fi is being a butt so these imagines will all be uploaded by Monday when I get to my school with free Wi-Fi lol. This was a cute imagine to write so I hope you guys like it. Also I didn’t know if the requestor wanted to be romantic or not so I just made the reader and Reggie very flirty best friends. If you guys like this one I can see a part two happening, but not if you guys don’t request it. If you guys request it maybe their friendship will become something more. Thanks for your guy’s support it really is making my life.

Words: 1194

Summary: Readers mom makes her wear a skirt for her birthday. Reggie pesters her about it and they make a deal.

Spoilers: Flirty friendship

Warnings: Not that I can think of any.

You grew up in Riverdale the notorious small town of pep (far from it though). You grew up next door to Reggie Mantle. Although many saw him as this pretentious douchebag, you knew him for who he was.  Everything he showed to the town was for attention, he lived for attention.

You two became best friends when he saw that you spent most of your time alone, and so did he. Nowadays you did talk to Archie, Betty, Jughead and Kevin but back then they were inseparable and they didn’t like Reggie because he was a showoff. One day he got in a small wrong encounter with Archie and they kicked him out. Reggie was crying, you had never seen him cry so you were there for him and till this day he was your best friend.

These days you two were partners in crime. You tagged along to his infamous pranks that you secretly enjoyed because you were supposed to be his ’moral compass’. Plenty of people told you to let him go, but you never listened, he was your confidant. Both of you had gone through so many things together to just give up on him because of how he acted towards some.

Although in the high school system you were a bit of an underdog as Reggie rose to popularity and became the quarterback to the varsity football team. Although that never stopped your friendship and you couldn’t be prouder for him, you attended all of his games and cheered him on. People knew to leave you alone because you were pretty feisty and Reggie made sure you were protected.

It was just another day as you got ready for bed because you had school the next day when you heard a knock at your door.

“Come in” you confirmed as your mother made her way in with a bag.

“I got you something to wear for my birthday” she spoke with a smile engraved on her face.

“What?” you rose an eyebrow.

“Well I got you this” she added as she took out a black flowy velvet skirt “I knew you didn’t own one so I decided to buy you one” she continued.

“Mom, I don’t wear skirts, but thank you. It really means a lot” you answered the nicest way possible.

“Oh c’mon look I bought you three. One black, one grey, and one navy blue. They all fit your color spectrum. Please?!?! For my birthday!” she pleaded “I made sure they would all fit your tomboy style, your sad colors” she insisted as you chuckled.

“My sad tomboy style” you sassed back.

“You know I just want to see you in a skirt before I die. You’ll probably wear a pantsuit for my funeral for all I know” she chimed in.

“Fine, only because they kind of look cool and will fit my sad tomboy style, and because you’re my mother” you pleased with a small smile.

“Thank you!” she singed as she pulled you into a hug and exited your room.

The next morning you decided on the black velvet skirt which you matched with a band t-shirt and some converse high tops. You twirled around your room for a bit because it was kind of fun.

You grabbed your things and made your way to the kitchen as your mother took a mental photograph.

“Oh my god, you look stunningly beautiful. Happy birthday to me!” she praised as she took out her phone as took a picture.

“Uh really mom?!” you declared.

“What?! It’s not every day I get to see this” she claimed with a smile plastered on her face.

“Okay well I gotta get to school, happy birthday mom” you chimed in as you took your mom in for a hug.

As you arrived at school and made it to your locker as quickly as you could to avoid any stares, you could swear you heard whispering about your look of the day.

“Well damn (Y/N), if I knew the fairy godmother dropped by I would’ve hit you up” one of the football players spoke with a smirk and Reggie interrupted.

“What do you mean (Y/N)?” Reggie questioned as he did a double take at you with a surprised look.

“(Y/N)?” he finally added.

“The one and only” you answered him.

“Well Santa Claus is a bit late on my wish list” he mocked as you nudged his shoulder.

“Nope, just my mom’s birthday wish” you retorted.

“Really? So not for me?” He smirked as he motioned to his teammates to leave you alone.

“Sorry Mantle in your dreams” you replied.

“Can’t wait for bed then” he mocked back.

“Stop Reg!” you insisted with a giggle.

“Okay, okay I surrender” he motioned his hands up in the air as you both walked to your classes.

“So is she having a party this year?” he questioned you.

“She doesn’t want one, but I’m thinking we do a surprise dinner on Saturday” you stated with a smile.

“Why no party?” Reggie implied with a sad smile.

“Amount of candles she claims, but I found this mold that says ‘mom’ and making a candle with it and we just buy a cake and use that one. What do you think Mantle?” you informed Reggie.

“Sounds good, you up for video games tonight then?” he asked.

“Of course, that shouldn’t even be a question” you claimed with a smile.

“Ah you can put the tomboy in a skirt, but she’ll still be a tomboy” he pestered as he pulled you in for small hug and you hit his chest and made your ways to your classes.

At the end of the school day you walked with him to his house to play video games.

“Can we play Mortal Kombat first” you asked tall dark haired boy.

“I’m sorry skirt what did you say?” he mocked back.

“Are you really gonna bug me about the damn skirt all day” you proclaimed.

“This is a once in a lifetime opportunity (Y/N) I am going to make the most of my time” he pointed out.

“I’d like to see you in a skirt” you sassed back.

“I’d make that deal” he responded with a devilish smirk.

“What’s the catch Mantle?” you returned the same look.

“You wear skirts for a whole week” he informed you.

“Deal” you spoke too soon about to motion you hand for a handshake as he interrupted you.

“And you stop using Scorpion as your player, and we finally take that road trip during spring break and you call me by my nickname whenever I want you too” he cockily proposed.

“But I finally mastered all his moves to destroy you, wait what?” you recollected what he just asked.

“You heard me, you’ve been putting off the trip because of money or some other excuse. My parents will give the money, they’ll do anything to not have me around for a bit” he confessed.

“You have a deal Mantle the Magnificent” you concluded as he chuckled and he gave you a twirl as you made your way to buy him a skirt on his size for tomorrow.



Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz

Part Two - Part Three -

fullmetallizard’s fma fic list

I’m not sure how to format this so I’m just wingin’ it. And don’t worry, I’ll tag it “long post”! I’m gonna go newest to oldest! I can be found on Ao3 here.


you knock me out I fall apartEDWIN (T (for Ed’s potty mouth)) oneshot. complete. 

the birth of Ed and Winry’s second child doesn’t go as smoothly as their first leaving Ed fearful and questioning of equivalent exchange. 

i need you so much closer: ALMEI (M) multichaptered, incomplete. tw for miscarriage here. 

Al and Me’s journey into parenthood is much harder (and more painful) than the expected. 

you’re my best friend, and I need you, do you know that?: RIZBECCA (E) oneshot. complete. 

While in the academy, the likelihood of Riza being sent to front lines gets higher everyday. Rebecca is scared to lose her friend. They give each other the closeness they need.

we’ll make the world safe and sound for you: ROYAI, ALMEI, EDWIN. (G) oneshot. complete. 

This was FMA secret santa gift to @lucinasparallelfalchion! Lots of christmasy-little kids being happy feels. 

absorbing everything, the spectrums A to Z: ROYAI (T) 

alphabet series! A-Q are posted. It’s royai and it jumps around from pre-canon, canon, and post-canon

i waited all my life for you, sweet girl: ROYAI (G) oneshot. complete. 

Based on the tumblr prompt request “In didn’t know you could sing.”

you outshine the morning sun…my son: EDWIN (T(for Ed’s mouth)) oneshot. complete.

Ed and Winry welcome their first child into the world as Ed tries not to faint. 

and i’ll shiver like i used to: ROYAI MODERN AU (G) multichaptered. incomplete. (and i’m looking for someone to collab w me on this one)

Roy and Riza dated through high school and college but broke up when he left for grad school. He shows up back in town and heartbreak, chaos, and healing commences. 

just leave me your stardust to remember you by: ROYAI (G) oneshot. complete.

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. Riza has to do some healing is the most nonspoilery thing I can say.

please don’t take my sunshine away: ALMEI (G) oneshot. complete. 

“He’d been with her for one assassination attempt when he was eighteen and she was fifteen. They’d fought together and, while it was scary, it was nothing compared to this. Someone had actually gotten to her. Someone hurt her.”

the mother we share will never keep your proud head from falling: ALMEI, EDWIN. (G) oneshot. complete. 

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. Al get’s Trisha’s disease. 

please don’t wake me, no, don’t shake me: EDWIN (G) oneshot. complete.

teeny tiny fluff piece.  

your laugh echoes down the hallway: ROYAI (G) oneshot. complete. 

WARNING: CHILD DEATH. Roy and Riza’s daughter comes down with the same sickness as Riza’s father. 

we live through scars this time: EDWIN (T(for Ed’s mouth again, what am I gonna do with him?)) oneshot. complete. 

based on a sketch by @fennethianell! Ed tells Winry about his scars from Baschool

sleep pretty darling, do not cry and I will sing a lullaby: ROYAI (G) multichaptered. incomplete. 

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. Person B secretly listening to Person A sing a sweet lullaby to their child every night. After Person A unexpectedly passes away, Person B attempts to sing the same lullaby so their son/daughter, but ends up bursting into tears, much to the child’s confusion.(This was originally a oneshot but then it got out of hand)

never a tear, baby of mine: ALMEI (G) tw for miscarriage. oneshot. complete.

Al and May suffer a loss no one should ever have to.  

your eyes look like coming home: HAVOCAI (i love my tiny canoe) (T bordering on M) multichaptered. complete. 

Jean Havoc’s loyalty is unwavering. That includes his loyalty to his fellow Lieutenant and the changes they experience.

what else should i be? all apologies?: ROYAI (G) oneshot. complete. 

Riza has been missing from Roy’s life for years. When she stumbles back into it, she brings a large secret along with her.

whatever could it be that has brought me to this loss?: EDWIN (G) multichaptered. complete. 

“He took her hand in the dark. “I know,” he said. And he did. He was the only other person who understood the loss of Sara Elric in this magnitude. He was her parent too.”

wishing only wounds the heart: ROYAI (G) oneshot. complete. 

I was sick of drunk!Roy fics so I made a drunk!Riza lmao. Roy takes care of Riza in this. 

a fire baptism engulfs my shame: ROYAI (T) oneshot. complete. 

Roy destroys the secrets of flame alchemy off of Riza’s back.

(I know everyone and their mother has written this same thing but pls give it a glance (: ily )

Delivery

Summary: Shawn makes Brian hand deliver a care package to y/n because y/n is stressed and Shawn can’t do it himself because he is out of the country. 

Requested: First off I just wanna say that your work is amazing ! It’s my favourite. Lately I’ve been feeling like everything is crashing down on me. I feel like I never get a beak with school, work, worrying, just everything ! Can you do an imagine where Shawn notices you’ve been acting differently because everything’s just a little too much and makes you feel better? Thank you :)

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Sleep. Sleep would be nice, but who has time to sleep anymore? Certainly not you. With work, school, exams, and so much to worry about, you can’t seem to catch a break. Even when you do have the time to sleep, you can’t because you’re so stressed. And every other second you’re awake, it is like you have a never-ending list of things that you need to get done. You’re trying so hard to just keep on going, but it’s hard, so hard. 

When your phone buzzes on your desk with a text you automatically glance at it. Good morning love it reads, from your boyfriend of course.

You just smile a bit because it’s nearly ten at night where you are, but he’s just woken up. You type a quick reply, morning babe. You’d love to talk to him, but you have so much to still do before you can even think of taking a break, much less going to bed. 

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anonymous asked:

May I request an ambw mafia boss au with jhope where you run away and stay at your guy friends apartment only for him to find you? Smut with spanking, anal play and slight choking? Also thank you so much for writing for us! Your writing always cheers me up, and it's great to find scenarios for WOC. I really appreciate you and everything you do for us! <3

|This story is literally having me feel some type of way because ugh fuck hope, my bias list is shaking and I must be faithful to Yoongi!!|

Rebel:

Cheater. Your mind yelled out so loud that you thought it was coming from the room, hands gripping at your things shoving them into your bag one by one. Pacing around the room to place small amounts of clothes in your bag as you prepared to leave. How could he? How could he just throw away the last four years of your life like it was nothing? Utter bullshit that’s what it was. Angry tears dripped down your cheeks, your nose becoming flared with the anger that took a toll on your body. Moving to throw the bag in the closet under dirty clothes you moved to get ready for bed for the night sighing as you heard the door open. It slammed lightly and you could hear him, setting down his keys and taking off his shoes. The very breath he was taking you let your senses make note of it.

The fucking dog, cheating on you with that woman. It was a shock to you, but you had to know it was coming, right? You were the lover of a man so powerful and dangerous just looking at him and someone thinking it was anything less than friendly and you were dead. Jung Hoseok, he owned a lot of business in Seoul, drug houses underground, clubs and hospitals. He had an empire passed down through the family landing on him while his father retired and went into hiding from the police still wanted for over fifteen counts of murder. The police tried to take Hoseok down but they had no evidence to pin him like always. And it also helped Hoseok that he had lawyers and judges who worked under his belt, anything to keep a few dollars in their pockets. The life for him was lavish. He was a typical spoiled kid with good looks who got whatever he wanted when he wanted. He was praised by everyone. That was the reason he fell for you, hard. You hated Hoseok through school. His smug face and cocky attitude. Many times, you told him off in front of people who didn’t care for you but as far as you were concerned the feelings were mutual. Many days you were caught up in people trying to jump you or take you on and though you didn’t win every single fight you were still good and handling your own battles. Hoseok never knew at first that you were getting into fights behind him. But once he found out he made sure that if anyone messed with you they paid for it. He enjoyed the banters between the both of you, and you were something different. Not the typical girl who thought she was privileged because she was foreign. You were a goddess to him and he wanted to explore everything into your world and culture. He couldn’t help but fuck with you, grab at your skirt in front of people just so that he could say he was noticed by you in front of people. How aggressive you would get when he even looked in your direction. It carried on for years and he was so shocked to watch you grow up. You developed into a curvy cutie that he couldn’t stop fantasizing about. He had to have his skin pressing against your brown skin, he wanted to slap your ass pull on your hair bite on your skin and leave bruises. Countless days he had to go home in frustration from the boner that you had given to him by not even trying. And when he found out you were dating he was full of rage.

No one else could have his chocolate thick thigh and perfect minded fiery beauty. Never in a million years. He knew he started to develop in looks but still you shot him down in his school and even some in college. He had enough of it, seeing you start to fall for yet another man after your ex left you in a pit of tears. He was so full of rage he tried to kill the male. He hadn’t even given you a week to grieve before he was close to knocking down your door and pressing you against the wall taking you roughly not once but twice and claiming you as his. You loved every second of it because you have never been done like that before and he gave you so much passion behind it. It swept you off your feet. Of course, you still fought him on it but he had you in his grasp in less than one month. But what you saw today made you regret every muttering his name. You had taken him lunch, getting up at six am in the morning to make sure he was fed well, walking into his office no one guarded the door because you were his girl, and they had simply forgot to tell you not to come in to see him. It was too late, pushing open his door you saw them, her in his lap head thrown back moaning while he rocked into her. Hoseok didn’t even show remorse while catching your eye contact he just fucked her harder and smirked like he was proud about it. The thought alone, the look of pleasure on his face twisted in your gut. But you couldn’t think about it, he came into the room starting to undress his clothes. One look at his blonde ass and you were ready to attack but instead you moved to crawl into the bed.

“You’re sleeping early.” He commented watching you slowly through the mirror.

“Mmm, I’m really tired today, drained but I guess it was because I had a really early start.” You admitted a somewhat truth shutting your eyes.

“You don’t want to cuddle tonight?” He asked softly and you looked over your shoulder, his warm smile stopping your heart once again and you felt like a fucking fool, breaking yourself at the cost of his smile.

“Sure, baby let’s cuddle.” You gave a smile that wasn’t over the top trying to seem genuine. Hoseok was quick to remove the rest of his clothes and climb into bed with you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist he watched you through his eyes making sure you were trapped against him. And even though you tried to play it off he could feel the little tension in your body, watching as you slowly gave into sleep before he himself slept the night away.

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It had been a few months since you escaped from home leaving with the little clothes that you had brought not trusting to wear anything Hoseok owned and even then, you were wearing your best friend’s clothes half of the time. Hoseok had went to work the next day and while he was gone you grabbed your one bag even leaving your phone on the bed. Not wanting him to contact you in any form. Fleeing across the town to Daegu you made sure to leave no traces behind you. Your friend was woken abruptly with you pounding on his door.

“Where is the fire?” Jay asked you rubbing his eyes. You frowned at him, eyes red again and outfit dirty from how much you ran. He knew from just looking at you something was up. “I told you, I told you he was a fucking jerk.” He repeated for the ten thousandth time that day.

“You can’t do nothing about it Jay. He would kill you. And I don’t think I could be left on earth without my only friend.” You had crawled in his lap letting him comfort you as your body shook with tears, the last few years seeming to escape from your body the more you cried.

And that’s how it went, you stayed with Jay while he worked and brought the food and in return you cleaned the house and cooked the food because it was the least you could do. You wanted to get a job but Jay knew that you wouldn’t be to not be spotted. He wanted to buy you clothes because you were stealing all his and though he loved it, he didn’t want the smell of you to be on him while he was out in public, trying to keep you both safe. You switched over to his shampoo, his axe soap. Everything to keep your ass from your lying lover. And it was going great! You were happy, doing the things you wanted to do you just hated that you had to keep Jay in all the time. He had other friends but he worried about you so, he only stayed around the house after work. And as every day passed by you could feel yourself healing getting over Hoseok and even falling for one of Jay’s friend. He would make you feel loved and special, something that Hoseok did before all of this shit. And in no time, you were giving things to this man but you never went past oral wanting to be sure this time the one you gave your body to was the one. You were certain that Hoseok had forgotten about you and moved on, perhaps he was even with the girl that he was fucking in front of you, it should be easy to move on and start over right?

“I will be back by tomorrow morning. You will be okay, right?” Jay asked you squeezing your cheeks and you nodded your head.

“I am not a chilllddd sir! Let me have this moment it will be fun to walk around your house in nothing on.” You teased licking his finger and talking with squeezed cheeks.

“Alright, just for that I’m going to tell my boy to come through.” He teased clapping his hands. “Don’t break the guest bed that’s for me only.” He smiled pressing a kiss against your forehead walking away. Smiling softly, you snuggled into the couch getting comfortable as you were left in the silence.

A couple of hours had passed by of you doing nothing, eventually resulting in you falling asleep. Letting your body be swept away by the blissful darkness you were out like a light bulb, until you heard knocks on the door. At first you rolled over not even minding the light taps until they got harder by each passing second. Frustrating washing over you, you moved to stand up marching towards the front door wrenching it open. Your hair fell everywhere a beautiful mess and you were ready to tell off whoever was standing at the door. Your eyes opened wide seeing Hoseok standing there with a smug grin on his lips. Fear gripped you so hard that your knees shook. You didn’t know what to do. Your body felt like jelly.

“You shouldn’t have run away kitten.” Hoseok rasped slightly. All he had on was a tank top and baggy black skinny jeans, a choker around his neck. You looked off to the side taking a step back.

“I’m not your kitten anymore..” You whimpered moving back a few more steps.

“You will always be mine! Now you can either come the easy way or the hard way.” Hoseok inched closer to you. Without thinking it through you tried to slam the door, his strength overpowering you. Taking off running you made a dash for the stairs only for him to catch you by your ankle and pull you back down to stairs. You flailed hands moving to push at his shoulders, trying to get him to loosen his grip and get off you.

“HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!”

“I love it when they scream.” Hoseok said grabbing at your throat cutting off all sounds from escaping your lips as he squeezed down on your windpipes.

“Just how she did the night I fucked her when you came in.” And just like that you were broken, all the fight that you had in your body was gone, replaced with angry tears. Hoseok was never a man of much emotion and not wanting that to change now he grabbed at you throwing you over his shoulder with a growl. Walking out of the house he looked at one of his men head jerking towards the house. “Collect her things and make sure not to damage this place since she loves him so much. I need a few hours alone with my girl.” Hoseok cooed dragging you towards the car.

He strapped you in before he got in driving back towards his running domain.

“I love you. You should know.”

“I fucking hate you with everything inside of me.” You responded balling up your fist into the large shirt that you were wearing.

“Oh?” He asked chuckling before doing a double take looking at you and smelling you for the first time. Gritting his teeth his hands clenched on the steering wheel.

“Why are you wearing his things? Why do you smell like him? Why did you even run to him instead of talking to me about it?” He demanded answers. Smirking you looked at him, tilting your head.

“You didn’t know? I stopped wanting you the moment I fucking left. You were a waste of time Jung Hoseok and at the first chance I got I fucked Jay hard into the mattress.” You winked at him causing the male to try to damn near tear the wheel off the car. He looked forward slamming his foot down on the gas not saying another word. Seeing the anger take over his usual so composed and stoic face made you feel like you were in high school all over again.

As soon as the car got into the parking lot of your house you hopped out taking off seatbelt and all trying to run into the house while he was still parking. Fumbling over your feet a bit, you had almost twisted your ankle, getting a few feet from the car before Hoseok was picking you up and slamming you against the hood.

“What are you doing?!” You asked him, Hoseok growled cupping your cheeks.

“Trying to calm you down and get sense into you!” He yelled back at you.

“I don’t need sense because I’m not the one who cheated! I didn’t get bored of us! I was happy! And you cheated! You ruined it, you ruined this family!” Your hands balled up hitting on his chest repeatedly as you two fought in daylight the other neighbors were sure to have a show. Hoseok rolled his eyes crashing his lips against yours.

Fighting back, you tried to pull away from him wanting to squirm from his grasp because he was making your heart stop with his lips. His hips pushed into yours as he pinned you against the car biting roughly on your bottom lip. His tongue escaping into your mouth into a heated kiss. You bit down on his tongue trying to get him to loosen up his hold, his body pushed yours down against the car, his hand sliding up and under the large shirt that you had on. You could feel his lips twitch into a smirk as you focused on getting his hands to move, his body easily slipping in between yours. His hands managed to grip at your breast squeezing them roughly he pulled back from the kiss groaning as he rutted his hips against yours licking across your neck.

“That’s right baby fight me, fight me like our first time. I know you hate submitting.” He husked biting down harshly on your earlobe, causing a groan from you. You hated how your hips pushed back against his, your hands moving to fist at his shirt instead while he dry humped you against the hood of the car licking all over your neck and jaw sucking hickeys into your skin. Your head was swimming with thoughts and you felt yourself slowly becoming submissive, pulling him closer to your body your fight was becoming little to none as your panties started to become damp from the wetness sliding from your folds.

“Is this fight dying down little girl?” Hoseok growled his bulge pressing against your core as he ground his hips against yours.

“Fuck you.” You groaned moving around a little more, Hoseok smirked yanking your bra down ripping it.

“With pleasure.” He picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder walking into his house. Opening and shutting the door he walked down the hallway towards his favorite room. Opening the door, he threw you on the large bed, shutting the door behind him before he walked to the walls that were decorated with many toys. Looking around the room you whimpered feeling your stomach tighten.

“Oh yes kitten. I hope you didn’t think you were off punishment just because you let me turn you on? No that was part of my plan to get you where I want you. I told you we could do this two ways and you decided to do this the hard way. Such a naughty girl like always.” He shook his head, his blonde bangs getting into his eyes. Grabbing at the items he needed he pressed them on the bed looking down at you. “Now, are you going to strip or do I need to do it for you?” How he said it, you knew if you would’ve let him do it then that would have been more punishment for you. Standing up, you stepped close to him slowly taking off your clothes one by one until you were naked before him. His eyes greedily drank you in and he let out another low pitch growl. Turning you around he pushed you into the bed slapping your ass with his hand. “Hands up towards the headboard.” Obeying his commands your hands went up towards the headboard. He walked around you tying your wrist to the bed before he moved to get back behind you. Hoseok spread your legs wide licking two of his fingers before he slowly slid them together inside of your tight pussy. Crying out you arched your back at the slow dull pain that was setting inside of you. It had been so long since you had been stretched out, your walls tightened around his fingers. He groaned softly knowing all he needed to know from how tight you were but of course he wouldn’t lighten up his punishment. You ran from him and made him feel things no other woman had before. “Count.” Hoseok gripped at the belt on the bed starting to slap it against your ass.

“O-one!” You choked out brokenly the sting shooting up your back, his fingers not moving inside of you just staying as a place holder. Hoseok groaned starting to spank you again, not pausing between each hit just giving you licks back to back until he was at twenty. Your ass was sore, the pain slowly crept into your limbs, your fist was balled tightly as you tried to cope with the feeling. Hoseok rubbed your ass slowly letting your sniffles stop leaning down to kiss on your ass cheeks as if he was done. And the moment you calmed down he was back at it, slapping both of your cheeks a bit harder giving you twenty more licks until you were shaking under him and fully sobbing. Dropping the belt on the floor to signal that he was done, he slipped his fingers from inside of you placing you on your knees. He undid his clothing sliding it off one by one. Leaning down he spread your warm ass cheeks apart licking up and down your asshole with a strip. Getting it wet and watching you whimper in pleasure, he knew how much you loved having him play with your ass and he was happy to give it to you. He slid his tongue inside of you slowly thrusting it in and out of you, coating your walls with his spit. He made sure to push his tongue as deep as he could thrusting it in and out rapidly circling it around your ass, one of his hands moving to rub at your clit slowly, your body was shaking under him from pleasure as the tears dried onto your face, your ass was hurting like a bitch and you knew you wouldn’t be able to properly walk for a while and let alone sit down. Hoseok was pulling back all too soon your hips trying to rut, against the air and feel some form of pleasure. Hoseok smirked aligning his hardened shaft with your pussy slowly pushing inside of you causing you both to moan in pleasure.  He slammed his hips forward not giving you a chance to adjust as he snapped his hips against yours. His goal was to fuck you into the mattress one hand gripping at your hips while the other hand moved to cup your ass cheeks. Hoseok spread your legs wider with his, using his thumb from his free hand to slide into your tight asshole. He moved it in and out slowly his hips circling and pounding into yours. Pushing deeper each time he made sure he was fucking against your spot. Your head rolled forward onto your arms as you cried out for him, begging him for more. He listened to you pushing himself to push even harder inside of you. The bed creaking under your bodies from the force of him fucking you, your pussy wrapping around him dripping a mess onto his shaft and the sheets below. Hoseok moved his hand up your body slowly scratching you with his nails until he was pulling your head back by your hair causing you to arch.

“Are you going to cum for me?” He asked lowly as he watched himself slide in and out of you, his hips meeting your ass for every thrust. Barely nodding your head, you gave into him arching your back and sticking your ass out more as he pounded into your insides.

“Daddy.” You choked out as he slammed his hips forward.

“Fuck Y/N!” Hoseok couldn’t believe it pushing you down into the bed with his chest against your back he slammed himself into you over and over, the rope causing the headboard to make more sounds of protest. Hoseok filled you up with his cum moaning against your ear as he kept his body pressed against you. Slowly he pulled out untangling his hand from your hair and moving his finger from your ass. He untied the ropes laying you down on your back. Getting up he put on his boxers sighing as he sat on the side of the bed beside you looking at the wall.

“I hope you know this doesn’t make you forgiven.” You muttered out as your heart hammered into your chest. Hoseok slapped your thigh giving you a crooked smile not looking at you.

“I cried when I thought I lost you.” He started with a heavy sigh. “I had to find some way to tire you out or you wouldn’t have listened. I know you too well for that.” He admitted shrugging his shoulders. “Let’s talk about the truth because I know you want it. How did I find you first. Well, it took a lot of searching because I guessed a lot of places and the trail got cold, but then I remembered you had a best friend. It made sense why you wouldn’t take your phone or message him. But this was just a theory so I sent men to follow Jay and low and behold he told one of his friends about you who I’m guessing..” He trailed off biting his lip and you wanted to sit up and comfort him but you knew you were in the wrong too. “I let them watch you for a few weeks before we decided on what days I would get you.. I waited this long not because I wanted to hurt you but I wanted you to leave. That girl who was in my lap. I fucked her for us.” He said softly looking over at you. “She knew where my father was and had evidence. She also knew where your father was. She was going to turn my father in and have your father convicted as an accomplice since they did know another. It wasn’t ideal but that girl knew us from high school. You fought her once and she was so mad that I didn’t chase her like I did you. And I knew if she saw you or heard of you catching us it would create the perfect illusion. I’m not a saint and I know I shouldn’t have done it but at that time my only priority was keeping you safe even if I had to hurt you. I love you that much I’d set you free from me if you truly didn’t want this life.” He smiled softly rubbing his fingers up and down your thighs. Your hand reached out to grab at his, smiling softly through teary eyes you kissed his fingertips pulling him to you.

“It seems I’ve been wrong about you once again Jung Hoseok. But you still get your own punishment for fucking her. And I will make sure that next time you come to me about it first, especially when it involves both of us.” You growled lightly getting up only to push him down. He smirked wrapping his arms around your waist lightly tapping your ass.

“Then punish me now.. If you think you can.”

The Future of Us

Summary: You find something Harry had hidden and now he’s home and it’s too late to put it back, based off of, “what’re you hiding behind your back?”

Warnings: None, this is fluff with no cursing or anything.

Also, I threw in Harry calling you pet because for some reason I’m a sucker for that.


The ring was beautiful.

You had been digging through Harry’s side of the closet looking for one of his sweater’s to pack for his upcoming trip to California and you had accidently knocked the ring box off the shelf, and well, here you are now.

The ring sparkles in your bedroom light and a smile blooms across your face, he’s proposing. You and Harry had talked about getting married a few times, but it had never seemed like he was getting down on one knee soon, always years into the future when things had settled down.

You’re debating trying the ring on when you hear footsteps coming towards the bedroom, “Shit,” you mutter snapping the box shut and looking around helplessly before you put your hands behind your back as the door opens.

You sit on the bed and keep the ring box behind your back as Harry walks towards you,“‘Ello, pet.” He leans and kisses your forehead before leaning back to look at you.

“Hi,” you smile up at him innocently as he runs a hand through your hair, “you’re home early.”

Harry smiles lightly, “Decided to record more tomorrow, thought you’d be happy,” he goes to pull your arm from behind you and you lean your body away.

“I am, just thought I had more time, I would’ve cooked.” Harry gives you a confused look going for your arm again as you lean away more.

“What’re you hiding behind your back?” Harry frowns trying to reach around you and take whatever you have from your hands.

You crawl up the bed quickly while shaking your head, “Nothing.”

Harry gives you an unimpressed look, “Then why are you crawling away from me?”

“My hands are dirty, don’t wanna get you dirty.” You shrug as Harry climbs towards you.

“Come on, Y/N.” Harry places his hands on your waist to keep you from moving away, “What do you have?”

“Nothing.” You frown trying to squirm out of his hold.

“Y/N.”

“Harry.”

He begins to tickle your side causing you to squirm more and your grip on the box loosens. Harry quickly reaches behind you to take it from your hand, “No!” You sit up as Harry moves his hands away from you, a frown makes it’s way onto his face.

“I was looking for a sweater and it fell!” You rest a hand on his thigh, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin it.”

A silence washes over the two of you as he fidgets with the box and guilt weighs on you as you watch, “I’m so sorry.”

Harry shakes his head and gives you a small smile, “I had something planned last week and chickened out. Then I was gonna do it last night but chickened out again, and a bunch of other times.”

“Really?”

“I’ve had the ring for four months.” Harry frowns, “If you didn’t find it we probably wouldn’t be engaged for another year. Don’t worry about it.”

Harry tries to place the ring on your finger, but you snatch your hand away from him, “You didn’t ask,” You smile up at him, “we’re not engaged until you ask.”

Harry laughs and takes your hand in his, “Y/N, will you make me the luckiest man ever and marry me?”

You nod excitedly letting him put the ring on your finger before wrapping your arms around his neck and letting him pull you into his lap.

Harry smiles and presses kisses all over your face, from your forehead, to your cheeks, to your lips and you smile softly allowing him to do so, “We’re getting married.” He whispers and you nod before pulling him in for something deeper than his small pecks.


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Cramps

Daveed Diggs x Reader 

Note: I chose to do this from my request list because if anything was going to get me in the mood to write again it was going to be writing about Daveed being sweet, hope you enjoy!

Request: Anonymous asked: I see a lot of Daveed x Reader smut and don’t get me wrong I love it but can I get some daveed x reader fluff?? I need some sweet gentle daveed in my life

Warnings: Blood Mention

Word Count: 921

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You know exactly what has hit you overnight the minute you open your eyes. The all too familiar feeling of nausea, mixed with pain hits you right in the stomach and your groan of annoyance is  loud enough to wake your sleeping boyfriend bedside you.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” Daveed asks. His face is still half buried in the pillow and half covered by his hair, his voice is slow and soft like it always is when he first wakes up.

Despite the pain, you push yourself up and out of the bed, grabbing one of his shirts off the floor and pulling it over your head. You’ve always liked wearing his shirts, due to your height difference his shirts reach your mid thigh and they always smell like him. Even when he’s just washed them.

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Title: Montreal

Warnings: Swearing, probably

Request: I don’t know if it’s midnight there already because of different time zones but hopefully not! Can you do Brendan Gallagher (if you don’t want to do it about him or you have already many requests about him, just change whoever you want to write about), where y/n lived in different country and they had been living in long distance relationships and finally she moves to Montreal. Thank you!

Note: Part 2, anyone?

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“So you’ll be here in two weeks. I know the logistics of moving all your stuff that far is going to be–”

“Brendan, wait.” you cut in, the setting sun in Montreal illuminating him on the screen. You had disappointed him before, and now you were going to have to do it again. He faltered, his eyes growing serious. “The project I’m working on was delayed again, the client made some last minute changes and–”

“So you’re not coming?” he cut in, his lips settling in a firm line.

“Not yet.” you said slowly, watching the light fade from Brendan’s eyes.

“Babe, your paperwork is going to expire before you get here and then we’ll have to go through the whole process again.”

“I’m sorry.” you offered, knowing it wasn’t enough.

This wasn’t the first time your anticipated move in date had been postponed. It was the third. You were supposed to have settled in with Brendan over 8 months ago, yet here you were, still in your tiny apartment thousands of miles away from the love of your life. The last  two times you had delayed your move to Montreal, Brendan had looked sad; this time, however sadness was replaced by anger.  

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Closed Set

Request:  Hiii so I know you write mostly Sam and you claim you don’t write Jared, but would you be willing to write a Jared story? I want to request: Imagine filming a sex scene with Jared. And maybe he gets really into it, which isn’t in the script, but you can obviously take it wherever your heart desires. -@impalaimagining

Jared x Female Reader

Summary: Filming a love scene with Jared is a little more than you bargained for. 

Warnings: This is what I would consider smut adjacent, nothing too graphic.

Word Count: 1700+

A/N: Beta’d by the always amazing @elliewinchesterr

Possibly part one of two, I’m always skittish when I write Jared. 




“How do those feel?” Tabitha, your wardrobe assistant, gestures to the round flesh colored stickers covering your nipples.

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Ups & Downs (G.Laf x Reader x T.Jeffs)

a/n: this is PART ONE of this story! there WILL be a part two and i am debating whether or not to make it smutty or make part two fluffy and part three smutty…please let me know what you guys think! 

request: OML OML OML TODAY IS THE DAY I SUMMON ALL THE COURAGE I REQUIRE AND REQUEST FOR THOMAS JEFFERSON X READER X LAFAYETTE for @ssarah2016

word count: 1,595 words

PART ONE PART TWO PART THREE

Ever since you graduated college, money was tight. With paying off student loans, paying for your apartment, and barely scrambling by with food and cable, you were forced to take two jobs.

Well that’s sort of a stretch. You were a secretary at the same business for two people, but you liked to say you had two jobs.

Mr. Lafayette and Mr. Jefferson were your bosses and they couldn’t be more different. Every other day you would switch between the two and it was absolutely exhausting. Not only would they work you to death, they were also the most handsome men in the building causing you to become distracted which led to some minor problems.

“(Y/N), would you be a lamb and come by my office to give these papers to Hamilton?” You heard Mr. Jefferson call from the phone.

You took a deep breath and scooted away from your computer. You were organizing Mr. Lafayette’s schedule for next week. Even if you were with one of your bosses at a time, you still had to do work for both of them all the time.

You scurried out of your cubicle and wiped off any crumbs off your clothes from the snack you ate earlier. You walked over to Mr. Jefferson’s office and opened the door.

“You needed me, Sir?”

Mr. Jefferson looked up from his computer and smiled. To you it looked like he wasn’t the least bit busy, but you kept your mouth shut.

“Ah, (Y/N)! I need you to send these papers to Hamilton,” He told you as he gave you a huge stack of papers. “Can you also tell him that I reject his new proposal to the company since he is wrong about…”

Mr. Jefferson always liked to make you give his coworkers bad news. You don’t know but it usually causes some trouble between you and the person you tell. After Mr. Jefferson’s rant about Mr. Hamilton’s plan, you started to walk out, trying to balance the papers in your hand while opening the door until you heard him exclaim.

“Oh one more thing! Can you grab me a green tea latte with a double shot of caffeine and extra whipped cream?” He asked as he clicked on something on his computer. You could’ve sworn you saw Farmville on the screen.

You gave him a strained smile and walked out towards the elevators but almost screamed when you saw they were out of service.

“What the hell, they were working this morning.” You grumbled as you carefully walked down the stairs. Luckily, Mr. Hamilton was just the next floor down. You almost tripped a couple times but you held your ground.

Finally, you made your way to Mr. Hamilton’s office and you knocked on his door. There was no response for him and from behind the door you heard typing and muttering. You rolled your eyes at his antics and knocked louder.

“Shit…” You heard him mumble. “Come in!”

It took a bit to open the door with your full hands but you barely managed to do so. Mr. Hamilton’s eyes widened as he saw you come in.

“Oh my god, (Y/N)! Let me help you!” He quickly got out of his chair and took the heavy stack of papers out of your hand to much of your relief.

You were grateful Mr. Hamilton was so nice to you. Whenever you worked late he always got you a cup of coffee since he almost always worked late. He always told you to find a new job, saying you were too smart and too good to be working for Mr. Lafayette and Mr. Jefferson.

“Are all of these from Jefferson?” He asked.

You nodded, still a bit out of breath from your trip upstairs. Mr. Hamilton whistled and put down the enormous stack of paper on his desk with a ‘thud’.

“You’re with Lafayette tomorrow, right?” He asked you while trying to sort out the papers.

You sighed and nodded again while leaning against his desk,“Mr. Jefferson also wanted me to tell you that he rejects your new plan for the company.”

Mr. Hamilton’s head snapped up and you let him rant. Honestly, he doesn’t know how to shut up. You didn’t know how long you were in there until you spotted the clock on his wall.

“I gotta go Mr. Hamilton I’ll see you tomorrow!” You exclaimed as you hurried out the door. You were almost to the stairs when you heard Mr. Hamilton yell to make sure to take a break. You rolled your eyes and yelled back that he was a hypocrite.

You walked back up to your main floor and walked passed Mr. Jefferson’s office when you remembered that you needed to pick up his latte. You turned around but was stopped by Mr. Jefferson.

“(Y/N)! Did you give the papers to Hamilton and get me my drink?” He asked as he fixed his suit.

“I gave him the papers and I was just on my way to get your latte.” You gave him a small smile.

He inhaled sharply, “(Y/N)! I need that drink! You know I don’t work well without enough caffeine!”

You quickly apologized and explained that it would only take you a few minutes to go grab it since the café was only a block away.

“I understand,but I needed it now! It doesn’t matter if you’re sorry just go get me my drink! Don’t let this happen again!” He yelled at you.
You sighed and nodded. A couple of the other secretaries gave you sympathetic looks as you walked passed. You hoped tomorrow would be a better day.

~

You were wrong. You were so very very wrong.

Although Mr. Lafayette didn’t have tantrums and was a lot nicer than Mr. Jefferson, today was just not a good day for you.

Here are the list on things that have gone wrong today:

1. You woke up late

2. You phone didn’t charge last night

3. You couldn’t find your paperwork

4. Your car wouldn’t start

5. You haven’t had your coffee yet

6. You forgot to finish Mr. Lafayette’s schedule

And it wasn’t even 10:30 yet.

You charged your phone in your car (it finally started after 10 minutes) and sent a quick text to Maria, one of you coworkers, that you woke up late and to tell Mr. Lafayette that you were on your way.

Since you were already so late, you decided to grab coffee for Mr. Lafayette as an apology and some for your own needs.

After your pit stop, you quickly walked into your building and groaned louder when you saw the elevators still weren’t working.

You worked on the 11th floor.

It wouldn’t have been hard if you didn’t have to carry all your paperwork and the drinks you bought earlier. You cursed yourself for trying to be nice and your dependent need for coffee.

You arms burned and you couldn’t feel your legs when you finally made it to your floor. You were about to push open the door when someone slammed it open, causing you to spill your drinks all over yourself and your paperwork.

The man didn’t even bother to help or even apologized as he ran down the stairs.

You stared at the mess and picked up the coffee stained papers. You stood up and looked down at your also coffee stained shirt and hung your head.

Luckily you had a sweater to wear over your shirt, but that wasn’t the point.

You nearly broke down into tears by the time you made it into your cubicle. You didn’t know how much more you could take.

“(Y/N)? Could you come by my office?” Mr. Lafayette voice came through the phone.

You nearly groaned and dragged yourself out of the chair. You slowly made it to his office and opened the door to see both of your boss’s standing in the room. You immediately stood up straighter and looked at them with wide eyes. Never, ever, have you seen both of them at the same time.

“Is there something I can do…Sirs?” You asked.

“Please shut the door, (Y/N) and have seat.” Mr. Jefferson told you.

Your heart started to pound and your mind was filled with thoughts of what happened, what’s going on, and most importantly what did I do?

You shut the door softly and shakily took a seat and clasped your hands together while you waited for one of them to speak.

Mr. Lafayette started, “Well, Thomas and I noticed that lately you’ve been…distracted and it’s been showing in your work habits. So we thought best to…”

Mr. Jefferson cut in, “We thought best to let you go.”

Your eyes widened and you started to shake, “Distracted? This was one day! One bad day! And you’re just going to fire me?” You stood up out of your chair.

Mr. Lafayette looked down at his shoes and Mr. Jefferson stared out the window, neither saying anything, causing your anger to be fueled.

“Do you know how much I have to put up with the two of you for the past year? I do everything and more for you! I know it’s my job,but sometimes I feel like I do more than I should!” You ended your rant and took deep breaths to try to calm down.

You walked towards the door and opened it but turned around before you left.

“Good luck trying to find someone else to put up with your shit.” You spat as you slammed the door closed.

You walked down the hall and was about to go towards the stairs when you almost laughed.

The elevators were working.

Routine Part Two (Lin x Reader)

Thank you SO MUCH for all of the positive feedback on part one!! I’m really excited for this series and I hope that you’ll enjoy it!! 

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requested: yes :) (y’all are so sweet

Summary: Reader and Lin have to meet every two days to work on their play. Will they make it through the month without wanting to kill each other? Will it make them any closer or will it just make things awkward?

Warnings: Pride and Prejudice is mentioned a lot in this series bc why not (not in this part–just in the series in general), high school bullies, teen! lin being a jerk, reader being a jerk, just everybody being a jerk, dads embarrassing their children.

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Originally posted by mr-linmanuelmiranda

You hear a knock on your front door at precisely 5:52, and you feel pleasantly surprised. You didn’t think he would actually show up on time.

“I got it, dad!” You scream to your father as you rush down the stairs.

You swing open the door and when you see him, you can’t help but gawk at his beauty.

Before you stands Lin with his headphones around his neck, his hands are fiddling with the strings on his light gray hoodie, and his eyes stuck on the welcome mat at your front door. Your heart swells a little at the thought of maybe wearing his hoodie, before you remind yourself what a jerk he is and how he isn’t worth your time. He doesn’t look up when the door is opened, so you clear your throat to get his attention.

You don’t greet him with a normal ‘hello’. All you say to him is, “I half expected you not to come.” He scoffs. “Well, at least not on time.”

He smirks before pushing past you to step inside your home.

“You said that you hated when people are late, and the last thing I would want to do is make you mad.” You can’t help but want to smack the smirk off of his face. 

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Student Council Prez [9]

Episode 8 - Episode 9 - Episode 9.5 OR Episode 10
Words: 5.6k
Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, High School!Au

Yoongi didn’t completely break his wrist.

When you went to the private doctor with him, they told you it was more of a severe sprain, some of his ligaments damaged from the fall. And now he had a cast wrapped around his entire arm. It would take anywhere from two to eight weeks to heal and they told you, very specifically that he was not to put any pressure on it and alleviate all heavy weights.

Yoongi on the other hand, told you that you should be happy he wasn’t suing you.

But no matter how much disdain you felt for him, you couldn’t help the wash of guilt that drowned you whole.

You were the one who pushed him after all.

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We Don't Need No Education

Request: Hey!❤ I was wondering if you could do a story, were the reader is really stressed because of school and homework, but then the brothers cheer her up (you decide the relationship between the reader and the brothers)? I’m kind of feeling like that at the moment, so it would make my day a whole lot better to read that💕 You are a huge inspiration, Taria!

Thank you Nonnie <3! I love you and you compliment.

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“Nope.” You slammed your textbook shut in an irritated manner.

“I’m done. I’m dropping out.” Plopping your body down onto your bed you accidentally kicked all your school work off and onto the floor.

“Not like I’m gonna need that anyways.” Both of your arms folded together and covered your eyes.

School was beyond stressful. Middle school? Pain in your ass but you could handle it. High school? Totally different ball park. Just when you think you’re doing good, a damn wrecking ball would come and knock you back to square one.

Dean was just returning with your requested pie. Also known as pizza. And his own personal choice of pie. Also known as his addiction. When you didn’t come out to him calling your name, him and Sam must’ve assumed the worst because they came in, guns drawn.

“Whoa, what the hell?” Their entrance caught you off guard. Then again, anybody entering with guns pointed in your direction may cause a bit of a surprise.

“Language.” Sam always had to be the “mom” brother and keep you in check.

“Yeah, sorry but what did you guys expect? A group of monsters to be in here?” You were sitting up now, your legs hanging off of your once neat bed.

Dean exchanged a certain look to Sam.

“Ew! Why would I bring a boy over here?” They both had a bit of an embarrassed look. You knew them so well.

“And why would you guys come in here shooting if I did?” After thinking about it for a minute, you took it back. “Don’t answer that. But if you’re going to kill something. Please- shoot my textbook.” Pointing under the bed you stood up and stepped back as if saying “there’s the bad guy”.

“Wait. You’re telling me you’re all in a bunch because of homework?” Why did Dean seemed so surprised? It was homework. It was naturally stressful.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I forget that you never did yours and instead were too concerned with-” the look he shot you got you to change the last part of your response. “Other things…”

“Do you want some help?” There goes Sam again, with his big brother hero hair on.

“Burning the books? I mean, if you want to pitch in.” “

No, we’re not burning the books. Take a break. It’ll help.” The Moose boy was leaning against the wall.

“Sure, I’ll take a break. How does for the rest of my life sound?” You repositioned yourself to sit down on the bed, getting ready for this big talk.

“I’m serious, Y/n.” When wasn’t Sam serious about something like your education?

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure she’s serious too.” Dean had finally chimed in. You held your hand out agreeing with him.

“Y/n-”

“Yeah yeah I know Dean. ‘Do your work. Eat some food. Get some sleep.’” You mimicked the way he would say it, trying your best to sound manly and make your voice go deep.

“Why don’t you come out and eat your gross pizza I got for you?” He was only calling it gross because it was the all veggie meatless kind.

“And then you can-”

“Come back and do work. Yeah, I know Sam.”

A New Chapter (Ch. 3): Saying Goodbye Pt. 2

Characters: Dean Winchester x Platonic!Reader, Sam Winchester x Platonic!Reader, Dean Winchester x Mia Walker (OC)

Length: 1631+ words

TW: Unrequited love.

A/N: Chapter 1 of my new Series/Sequel! I hope you guys enjoy. Feedback is encouraged, but not necessary. Let me know if you want to be tagged, or removed from the Tag List!

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“Don’t bother,” he said coldly, making Y/N’s eyes widen. “If you walk out of those doors, don’t bother coming back. You’re not welcomed here anymore.”

“De-Dean, you don’t mean that.”

“Dean, that’s unfair,” Sam added.

“Shut up, Sam. This doesn’t concern you,” Dean bit back.

“Doesn’t concern me? She’s my friend too!”

“You’re not the one that raised her these past two years just for her to leave!”

Y/N’s heart dropped, tears pricked her eyes. Dean had always told her that everything he did for her was because he wanted to- he gave without expecting anything back. There was alway an insecure part of her that thought Sam and Dean only took care of her because they felt guilty, that they didn’t really enjoy being with her, but had to because of her deal. They had always proved her wrong, and made an attempt to make her see that they really do care for her, but this just proved otherwise. Her biggest nightmare was coming true. “I’m sorry, Dean,” she whispered.

“Yea, well, sorry doesn’t cut it. I’ve wasted enough time on you.”

“What the hell, Dean?” Sam shouted. “What the hell’s wrong with you?”

Y/N went to her room to start packing. There wasn’t much that she owned, two boxes of stuff with a duffel bag, and a backpack. As she was packing, she heard someone knock on the door.

“Oh, hey, Mia,” she greeted, wiping away the tears.

“Hey, Y/N,” she greeted with a soft smile, sitting on her bed.

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“No, no. It’s okay. How are you doing?”

“I’m okay,” Y/N replied, giving her a small smile. “How are things with you?”

“Great, actually. Dean and I have been really hitting it off.”

“I’m so happy for you.”

Mia sighed. “You’re a terrible liar, Y/N. You’re not happy that we’re together.”

“I’m sorry,” she squeaked out, staring at her shoes.

“Look, Dean told me some things while we were talking, and I think it’s best if you leave as well. I heard of the things he’s done for you, and you seriously don’t expect him to baby you for the rest of your life, do you?” Mia didn’t say these things out of malicious intent. She really did care about Dean, and having heard bits and pieces of the stories he told her about Y/N, she thought that Dean was giving too much of himself to Y/N.

“N-No! Of course, not.”

“You’ve taken a lot out of him, and you know what, I’m kinda glad you’re leaving. He’s told me what a burden you’ve been since you came here, and he doesn’t deserve that.” She may have exaggerated the last bit, but she wanted Y/N to know that she couldn’t just selfishly keep taking from the brothers without giving anything back.

“No, he doesn’t.”

“I hope you don’t ever come back. You don’t deserve Sam and Dean.”

Y/N nodded, agreeing with the huntress in front of her.

“Bye, Y/N.”

“Goodbye, Mia.” She didn’t watch the huntress leave; she just finished packing the last of her stuff.

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Only You

Title: Only You

Pairing: FP Jones x Reader

Warnings: Implied/Smut, some slight cursing, underage sex, underage drinking.

Request:  Can I request some FP Jones smut? I love your blog and I think you’re literally the only person who writes for FP.

Can I please request fp x reader where readers friends with Juggy but like she likes FP alot and he likes her too but he tries to resist her and he tells her to like find someone her age n she goes and gets drunk n kisses this guy but fp swoops in takes her home and he can no longer resist her?

can you please write a FP Jones x reader where you are friends with jughead and the gang but its jughead’s birthday and FP is there and after loads of people arrive some smut happens between FP and reader ?

Can I have fp x reader where (don’t shoot me) juggy likes the reader but she likes fp and he likes her(but he hides his feelings ar first) and one day the reader comes to their house to find juggy to tell him like nicely she doesnt like him in that way (just friends) and fp is like you should go out with jug n FP is like we can never be together and she kisses him and he gives in for a bit then pulls back n she runs off and in the mornin he sees her with archie n gets jealous n pins her n smut?

A/N: There were a lot of requests for FP and I felt like I could fit them all in one fic because they kind of go together? Hopefully.
As always feedback is greatly appreciated and I hope you all enjoy! (Also the reader is eighteen in this fic for obvious reasons).

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Invisible|| Logan Howlett

Originally posted by xmensource

The funniest thing about a months worth of OML fics is that this anon was the only person to ask me for a Young! Logan request and here we are! This is my LAST Logan fanfiction probably until June or July. Thank you all so much for the prompts! I had so much fun writing them!

I am completely sucked out of ideas so this is all around bad

Prompt (Requested by Anon) - Ever since she joined the school, the reader has done everything to get Logan to notice her, but is always overshadowed by Jean since they have similar powers. During a training simulation the reader snaps, loses control and accidentally hurts another student which causes her to run out. Found by Logan hours later, she confesses to him; completely oblivious to the fact that he has always noticed her.

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