let's just laugh at her fake eyebrows

💙 Birthday Special. 💙

Birthdays were always a strange thing to Lance. Not that he didn’t understand them, he totally did. But more so, the feelings a simple day could provoke.

Lance came from a large family, that was for sure. And with that, came parties.

His racial culture brought those anyway.

And, as the baby of the family, he had always had some pretty fantastic birthdays as a kid.

Though when he got older, that changed.
Little kids expect birthdays, so parents throw them together and make the kid feel special.

When you grow up, you have to learn that you’re not that special. At least that was how Lance saw it.

Having so many brothers and sisters, birthdays were close together and it got to the point where they weren’t as extravagant because it couldn’t be afforded.

By the time July rolled around, many things were happening that often led to Lances birthday being overlooked as a teenager.

College funds, school shopping, all of the things that would be happening days after Lance had his special day.

In time it just stopped being special.

Would he get a present?
Sure, he didn’t really need anything but come on, everyone is going to think about receiving a gift on their big day.

Would he get a Happy Birthday?
Would anyone remember?

Did anyone care enough to listen if he mentioned what day it was?

Most birthdays, Lance wanted to just stay quiet and see how many people would acknowledge the day. Or how many wouldn’t, would be most likely.

Birthdays soon just became regular days for him throughout the years. Sure, maybe he would get a book and a happy birthday from online friends, but nothing big or fun.

Sometimes he’d get to choose dinner.
But like was mentioned, it became just another day for him.

Sometimes he was hopeful, maybe this birthday would be different. He’d have a party again or maybe Hunk would bake him something.

Hell, even just family bonding.
But it was just a wish.

Lances birthday just wasn’t that important.

Not anymore.

So when his birthday rolled around during their first year up in space, he didn’t say a word.

He didn’t even go on Keith about how now he was older, and rub it in his rivals face.

No, that morning Lance woke up as if it were any other day. Pulled on his clothes, his favorite jacket, brushed his teeth, put on some makeup, and within the next hour was out of his room headed for breakfast.

The blue paladin didn’t notice little mice scurrying into vents, rolls of confetti in their jaws.

“Good morning.” Lance chimed as he entered the dining area, making sure he wasn’t looking around at his friends as he casually went to grab a plate of goo.

In the back of his head, he wondered if anyone knew. It couldn’t be helped.

At the front of his skull, desperately clinging the rest, he knew today was just another day.

It sent a vague pain through his chest but he chose to ignore it. Just another day.

“Good morning, buddy! How is the main man?” Hunk piped up in a cheerful tone.

Lance shrugged, walking to the counter for a fork, not looking up. “Oh, you know, feeling as perfect and charming as ever.”

The dry chuckle that passed the boys lips was unnerving, and the Paladins exchanged glances.


“Hm?” He rose a brow, not looking up as he dug for the utensil.




Finally the boy looked up, “I hear you, what do— you…” His breath flowed out of him in a harsh exhale.

Oh my gosh.

At the table his friends stood, holding a ‘cake’ and smiling fondly, if not a little worriedly.

In front of them, were a few haphazardly wrapped presents, which were in all honesty wrapped in toilet paper.

The cake was blue, shaped like an ‘L’ for Lance which they assumed was only fitting for someone obsessed with himself.

Lance didn’t let it get to his head, even though the situation was obvious and his face was bright ass red.

Keep it cool. It’s just another day.

Lance looked up at Hunk, taking his surprise and making it something fake. “Oh shit, whose birthday is it?”

The synchronization of furrowed eyebrows was something uncanny; Lance would have laughed.

Shiro spoke up, softly. “It’s your birthday.”

Pidge tilted her head, “July 28th, right?”

Hunk looked nervous for a moment, leaning to Keith and undoubtedly whispering, “We didn’t get the day wrong, did we?”

They hadn’t.
Of course they hadn’t.

Lance took a good look around.
The room was decorated completely, streamers and confetti and even a banner.

Blue lights glittered for Lance.

They had remembered.
They cared and they were having a party.

Lance blinked, then tried to stay cool and shrugged, suddenly way too emotions rushing at once. “Oh, I know. I just didn't…think anyone would care, no one usually does.”

Way to keep it cool.

Suddenly he was rushed with hugs, a swarm of love and caring bodies pressed to his and strong arms around him.

Lance teared up, something he’d been holding back. He chuckled, “Uh, guys?”

“It’s your birthday! Of course we would care!” Pidge exclaimed, squeezing Lances waist tighter in a hug.

“You’re my best friend, how could I forget?” Hunk said next, ruffling Lances hair.

It was happy tears and sniffles after that, and of course celebration and loud.

Birthdays were always a strange thing to Lance, and forever would be. And ironic.


They were just as unexpected as the day each person decides to be born. Sure, you always know it’s gonna happen, but you are still surprised.

Lance was surprised today.

His space family had not only remembered his birthday, no. That wasn’t initially had Lance so riled up.

It was that they had remembered and acknowledged and embraced it. That was more than he’d gotten in years.

He felt special today.
He felt loved.

If only he knew, what was waiting for him behind the fourth wall, and how much love he was worth.

Happy birthday, Lance.

James Potter imagine :Fake:

Name of imagine: Fake.

Summary: Y/N is one of Remus’ close friends, he is also her one of her only friends. James, Sirius and Peter consider themselves her friends but the feeling isn’t mutual. Y/N doesn’t trust anyone incept Remus. James is obviously obsessed with Lily Evans so he has a plan which involves Y/N, but will she agree?

Side note: Lily Evans is bitchy and mean in this once again, because I live for bitchy and mean Evans. (But I also love her original character)

Words: 5547

Warnings: Swearing, making out, using the words ‘blush/blushing’ too much. that’s it I think??

Female reader but please change any gender assigned words.

Reader is a Gryffindor sorry, but I promise I am planning on doing some imagines with a reader not in Gryffindor! I know it’s annoying, I’m a Slytherin myself but it’s hard. 💚🖤💚

“You want to sit with us at lunch?” Remus asked me as I packed away my Muggle Studies work. I blushed and shook my head.

“I-It’s fine Remmy, I-I don’t want to be a bother. A-and your friends are really outgoing” I mumbled, I noticed him smile sweetly at me.

“I’ll tell them to shut up, come on please. I don’t like seeing you sit by yourself” I blushed again and put my bag over my shoulder, I gave him a small nod.

“Come on then” He said throwing an arm around my shoulder. As we walked down the corridor people stared at us then started to whisper to each other, mostly girls who think Remus is attractive. Which I’m not going to deny.

Soon enough we were in the Hall and walking over to the Gryffindor table, my cheeks turned bright red as I saw James Potter mess with his hair and jotted something down on a piece of parchment.

“Hey guys” Remus said causing all three boys to look up. Sirius went a cheeky smile my way as I sent them a small wave.

“Hey Y/N, are you sitting with us today?” I giggled with a small nod, James looked at me with a smirk and moved over slightly.

“Sit here” He said, I hid behind my hair after another nod. I took a book out of my bag then started to read at as Remus sat next to me.

“Whatcha reading?” A voice said from the other side of my causing me to roll my eyes, all I wanted to do was read my book.

“Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5” I mumbled and grabbed an apple from in front of me.

“But we’re in fourth year” I turned to James with a sarcastic gasp.

“What really? You’re telling me that I’ve been reading the wrong book for the whole year?!” He looked at me in shock, normally I was shy and and didn’t answer a lot of questions but I’ve been hanging around with these boys more over the past few months and becoming more confident even though I’m not particularly friends with them. Only Remus.

“She speaks!” Sirius yelled slightly causing me to blush and go back to my book.

“Pads, fuck off” James mumbled causing me to look at his with a small smile, he sent a smirk my way and I let out a quite giggle.

“Oo James, Evans looking to the right-no Your right!” Sirius whisper yelled causing me to look to our left and saw she was looking and glaring at me slightly?

“Y/L/N, don’t look you’ll-!” Sirius mumbled but stopped his sentence as I glared at him.

“Don’t tell her what to do Sirius, she’ll kill you” Remus said and took a sip from my coffee.

“Get your own Lupin!” I yelled snatching it off him, causing him to roll his eyes.

“Mate, Pads! She’s coming over act natural- Heyyyyy Lily-Flower!” He said doing a ridiculous hand gesture causing me to snort behind my hand.

“Potter, Black, Peter and Remus. Oh Y/N didn’t see you there before. Are you lost or something?” She asked with a fake sweet smile, I rolled my eyes and turned away from her.

“Evans, if you didn’t know I was sitting here. Why are you over here? Are you lost?” I heard the boys laugh slightly causing me to smirk. I turned back to Evans who was glaring at me still.

“I-I was just coming over to ask Remus a-about our muggle studies homework” She tried to say, I raised an eyebrow at her. I can’t always talk back to Evans but today I was in a certain mood.

“Really? I’m actually in your muggle studies class and we haven’t had any homework this week.” I said with a fake confused look. She let out a groan of annoyance and stomped away out of the Great Hall. I turned back around once again and saw the whole Gryffindor table staring at me. My cheeks turned red as I felt myself turn back to my shy self.

“Y/N, that was amazing. I hate seeing her talk to you like that” Sirius said with a big smile, I shrugged bit was a little confused. Why does he care?

Once classes has ended I walked back to the common room feeling like I want to drop dead as I felt so tired. Once I reached the 'Fat Lady’ I mumbled the password and dragged myself in, wanting to go straight to bed.

“Y/N!” A deep voice shouted, and I let out a small groan and moved my body to face the voice.

“Yes James?” I asked, he made a hand gesture to signal to come over to him. I sighed for like the millionth time today but walked over and to sit next to him on the 'love seat’ next to the fire. He made room for me to sit down, and I practically collapsed.

“Rough day?” He chuckled, I nodded but didn’t say anything.

“Can I ask you to do something for me?” He asked again, I twisted my body slightly so I can see his face. My breath caught in my throat as I noticed how close we are, I’ve also never noticed how gorgeous he was. Yes I know he’s attractive, everyone does even himself. My heartbeat rang in my ears as I stared into his eyes.

“Go on” I said snapping out of my small trance. He threw an arm around the back of the seat with a smirk.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked causing me to choke on the air in my lungs.

“What?!” I whisper shouted as I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

“Not my real girlfriend, like my fake girlfriend to make Lily jealous. I saw the way she looked at you today. It’s perfect!” My heart dropped slightly at the thought, I’ve thought of James in that way but nothing ever serious. Just a school girl crush, but isn’t nice to think someone is asking to practically use you then ditch you when he wins the girl.

“You think I’d do that for you?” I asked quietly, I didn’t want to be used.

“Please!” He asked, I shook my head.

“James, I don’t want to be used. I’ve never even have a boyfriend, and I don’t know you that well-” I tried to say getting upset but he cut me off.

“Hey, hey, hey. We’ve known each other for nearly four years, and I’m not going to use you. I’ll just hold your hand in front of her maybe kiss you on the head and call you my girlfriend in front of her. We’ll just stay the same and maybe get to know each other more, be like you and Remmy” He finished his little speech with another smirk. I bit my lip thinking about it, I mean Lily has been mean to me since first year. I could get her back a little.

“Please!” He said again, making puppy dog eyes. I giggled and lightly pushed his face away.

“Alight, alright. I’m doing this because your one of the only people I can tolerate in this school” He laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“Imma treat you like a princess” I laughed but blushed and looked away from him so he couldn’t see.

“Are you going to tell the boys that it’s fake?” I asked, he shook his head.

“No, they’ll get angry” I raised an eyebrow.

“Why?” He let out a bark of a laugh.

“Because all of them care about you and if they find out that I’m 'using’ you to make Lily jealous” He said using quotation marks on using.

“Even Sirius and Peter?” I asked with a smile. I saw him nod. I blushed again and started to play with my fingers.

“Thank you for doing this Y/N, it really means a lot to me.” James said and leaned down to peck my cheek, causing a couple of people to look our way and start to whisper.

“As long as we keep things the same when we aren’t with Lily, is that okay?” I mumbled afraid that he’ll say no.

“Of course, whatever you feel comfortable with and if you want to stop at any time we can.” James said wrapping an arm back around my shoulder pulling my closer and I slowly put my own arms around his torso.

“What’s going on hereeee?” Two voices asked laughing, I looked up and saw Fabian and Gideon. I’ve never really talked to them but I sat next to Fabian in first year for charms.

“I’ve just asked the lovely Y/N Y/L/N out on a date, and she said yes” James said loud enough for the whole common room to hear. I let out a small giggle playing along.

“Well who’s a lucky boy” Fabian (I think) said with a wink.

“What’s going on?” A new voice asked, I looked over to see Remus with a confused look with Lily behind him. I just remembered that they normally walk together back to the common room with each other after their free period. I looked over at James who nodded.

“James em asked me out and I said yes” I said with another giggle. I saw Lily’s mouth drop opened and Remus looked shocked.

“You and James?” He asked, I nodded and put a piece of my hair behind my ear.

“Yeah, isn’t it great Remmy? You’re two best friends together?” James said causing Remus to roll his eyes.

“What about Lily?” He whispered to us knowing she is behind us but I knew she can still hear us as she leaned closer. I became nervous but James covered up for us.

“I realised that it’s never going to happen and recently I’ve been having feeling for Y/N. So I though fuck it and ask her out” I blushed and looked away as red creeped up to my cheeks and ears.

“You hurt her Potter, I’ll fucking kill you” He said before sitting on the sofa pulling out some homework. I looked over a Lily whose neck was turning red with anger.

“You okay Evans? You look a little red” I said as James took my hand in his.

“Nothing, I’m just tired!” She yelled slightly and ran upstairs.

Over the next couple of days people found out about mine and James’s 'relationship’. Everyone was fine with it of course, incept Evans and her group. I could hear them talk about me when I’m in the library studying or in class, anywhere actually.

“Hey beautiful” Jame said from behind the sofa then jumped over to sit on my left. I felt myself blush, I knew he didn’t mean it but it still made me feel good about myself.

“Hey James, how was detention?” I asked with a laugh, he sent me a smirk.

“Fine but it would of been so much better if you were there” He said pouting his lips, in a silly way, leaning in cause me to laugh and I push his cheek slightly.

“You two are so cute, it makes me want to throw up” Peter said causing me to stick my tongue out at him.

“Evans is glaring again” Sirius sang slightly as James wrapped an arm around me.

“Do you think she likes James then?” Remus asked looking up from his homework. I looked at James with a small smile as I saw him look down, obviously trying to hide his blush. I felt my heart sting slightly, I have to admit I’ve developed a 'small’ crush on James over the past couple of days…years. But I know it can never happen. I’m his fake girlfriend to help him get a girl jealous for fucks sake.

“Nooo, she’s just glaring at his girlfriend cause she has something in her eye” Sirius said sarcastically, I looked over at her with a small smirk but inside I felt really bad.

“What’s the matter?” James whispered in
my ear. I shook my head indicating that nothing was wrong but I started to feel sick, it felt like everyone was looking at me. Everyone is whispering about me, I need to get out of here.

“I’m going for a walk” I said standing up and pulled on my sleeves, but James grabbed my hand standing up with me.

“I’ll come with you” He said then ran a hand through my hair, I looked away trying not to get lost in his hazel eyes.

“N-no, it’s alright. Y-you stay with the boys” I whispered feeling the stares of the common room.

“Okay, if you’re sure. I’ll see you later” He said and leaned down to kiss my cheek, his face lingering for a bit and I could feel his warm breath in my ear. I felt my heart pounding against my chest. He finally pulled away with a shy smile.

“I’ll see you later” He repeated, I nodded not trusting myself with words. I looked over at Remus who could tell something was wrong, he knows me too well.

“I want to get out of here, I’ll come with you. We haven’t seen each other a lot over the past couple of days.” Remus said as he packed away his homework.

“Pads can you take my bag up to the dorm if I’m not back when you guys go up?” He asked causing Sirius to roll his eyes.

“What did your last slave die of?” He said joking but nodded.

“You don’t have to come Remmy” I mumbled, knowing that if he asks questions I won’t be able to lie to him.

“Nah I want to” I finally gave up and nodded then we walked out of the common room.

“What’s the matter Y/N/N, you seem really off” Remus asked as we walked down the almost deserted corridor.

“N-nothing, I’m fine. I’m really good.” I said turning to look at him with a smile, he let out a sigh.

“I’ve known you for four years now, I’m your best friend and your mine. I know you, I know when something is wrong” I felt my eyes start to tear up, bloody hell why did I have to fall for him?

“Y/N?” He asked again and pulled me to the side sit down on a windowsill. I wiped my tears away with the back on my hands.

“Sorry, I don’t know what’s the matter with me. I’m just really emotional this week, you know girl stuff” I said and giggled when I saw him go bright red. Then he took my hand in his, rubbing his thumb over mine.

“You can tell me anything you know? I’m always here to listen” I nodded and put my head on his shoulder.

“Hey! I’ve been looking for you two” A male voice said causing me to look up and I saw James walking towards us. I turned away not being able to look at his stupid perfect face.

“I’ll leave you two to it” Remus said and got up, I nodded and watched as he walked away.

“What’s the matter?” James asked me sitting where Remus was. I shook my head, I couldn’t tell him he’ll just laugh.

“Nothing, I’m just not feeling well.” Was all I said, he nodded and it went quite getting a bit awkward.

“And then I told her no I won’t-” We heard a voice, I looked down the corridor and saw Evans with a couple of her friends. I then felt James grab my face and push his lips on to mine. I didn’t know what to do but before I could react probably he pulled away.

I looked at him in shock, not knowing what to do. No words would come out of my mouth, he just stole my first kiss…

“Ugh get a room you two” A voice said snapping me out of my thoughts, I looked over and saw Lily and her friends glaring at us slightly.

“Well we had a whole corridor before you guys came along” James said wrapping an arm around my shoulder, I just let him still in shock. I saw all three of the girls role their eyes and walk off. Once they were out of sight I shot straight up and walked off not saying anything.

“Y/N! Wait, what the matter?” He asked grabbing my arm but I snatched it away glaring at him.

“You said no kissing on the lips!” I yelled slightly, causing him to raise his eyebrows.

“Sorry, I don’t know what came over me-” He tried to say but I cut him off.

“That’s not a bloody excuse you bastard” I said hitting his arm.

“Ow! What was that for? Also what’s the big deal it was just a quick kiss!” He yelled slightly obviously getting a bit annoyed.

“You don’t understand” I whispered looking away and tried to walk in the opposite direction but once again he grabbed my arm pulling me closer.

“Then explain it to me, I said sorry what can we do it’s happened!” He said pulling me towards him again.

“You stole my first kiss!” I yelled out quietly in his face, his eyes went wide as I felt myself blush.

“I-I’m really sorry I didn’t know, I would take it back if I could” I rolled my eyes and looked down.

“Well you can’t” I mumbled, too embarrassed to look at him.

“Hey, it’s okay. Let’s pretend it didn’t happen or something” He suggested, I shook my head with a small shrug.

“It’s fine, at least my first kiss was with someone who cares a little about me and not some fuckboy like Sirius” I laughed trying to lighten the mood.

“I care a lot about you Y/N, like so much.” I smiled and put my arms around his neck, stepping on my tip toes to reach his shoulder.

“Thanks for not laughing at me being fourteen nearly fifteen and not having my first kiss until today” I whispered pulling away and sent him a smile.

“Alright, how about we go down to Hogsmeade this weekend. I’ll buy you lunch and we can go to that bookshop your always in then maybe to Honeydukes. How about that?” He asked and ran his hand through my hair, causing my heartbeat to increase.

“How do know I always in the old pages?” I asked getting a little confused.

“O-oh em well em Remus goes in a lot and drags us in sometimes and em we see you” He said blushing, I raised my eyebrows.

“Whenever Remus goes in it’s only with me” I pushed slightly, he coughed and he made a noice which made his voice break. I laughed but tried to hide it.

“Well em sometimes I go- go in there by myself to pick up some book and I see you” He finally said getting the words out, I rolled my eyes.

“Was that hard to say?” I asked, he shook his head slightly. I laughed and took his hand in mine.

“I’d love to go to Hogsmeade with you James” I answered him, he chuckled with a nod.

“Good it’s a date! I-I mean a fake date, sorry” He said scratching the back of his neck.

“It’s fine, I knew what you meant. Do you want to go back to the common room?” I asked, he smiled and nodded then took my hand in his again.

The weekend finally came and I was really excited for mine and James’s 'date’, I wore minimal make up just some eye make up and clear lipgloss. I wore a black jumper, black jeans and a black coat. With black studded boots and a side bag. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, happy with the way I look.

I sighed and walked downstairs to meet with James, I saw him standing near the fire with Remus and Peter.

“Hey” I smiled shyly, James looked at me shock slightly. Remus wrapped an arm around around my shoulder.

“You look really pretty Y/N, I hope you have fun” He said and kissed my head. I blushed with a smile.

“Come on Moony, that’s my girlfriend. And I think she looks beautiful” James said with a smirk, I started to play with the zip on my coat.

“You think?” I asked, he nodded and leaned down to kiss my already red cheek. He then took my gloves hand in his.

“Shall we go then?” He said looking at me for an answer.

“Yeah, I’ll see you two later!” I called back we walked out, I looked down at our still joined hands.

“You can let go of my hand now” I mumbled, why was he acting like this when Evans isn’t around?

“I don’t want to” Was all he said, I raised my head to look at him to see he’s already looking down at me.

We arrived in the cold weather as the snow came down lightly, James and I stood close as we walked down the cobble path.

“Where do you want to go first?” James asked looking around, I shrugged and pulled away from him slightly remembering that we aren’t actually together.

“Hey! Come here, I’m cold” James laughed pulling me toward him again, I blushed.

“Jammmes” I mumbled causing him to remove his touch from mine.

“What’s the matter?” He asked with raised eyebrows, I sighed looking away shivering slightly.

“You want to get lunch in the three broomsticks and talk?” He asked, I nodded and let him put an arm around my shoulder as he lead me into the small pub. We found a booth near the back.

“Do you want a warm butterbeer? I told you yesterday that all this was my treat” I shook my head, already feeling guilty.

“No, no. I brought my own money-” I tried to say but he cut me off with a kiss on my cheek.

“Sit down and let me get us some drinks” He said moving out the way for me to sit down, I sent him a weak smile and slid into the booth. I waited for a couple of minutes before James came back with two mugs of butterbeer and sat down next to me.

“Thank you” I whispered looking at him with another smile. He took a sip of his with a nod. “It’s alright, now what’s the matter? Is it because I kissed you-” I placed my hand on top of his shaking my head.

“No James it’s not that well it is and it isn’t. You see, you said that we’d only act like a couple around Lily but even when it’s just us two you’ll hold my hand or kiss my cheek and well I just feel like you’re messing with my feelings” I mumbled in a low voice looking away from him.

“Y/N I’m so sorry, I didn’t know I was making you uncomfortable. I was just trying to make it more realistic, do you want to stop this? Tell people that it just isn’t working out and we’re better at friends” He said moving away from me slightly.

“No we don’t have to do that, I think it’s working with Lily. She keeps on glaring at me and shit, so-shit Evans is there” I said looking away from the table she just sat at with Severus Snape, he looked over with a small smile.

“Look away James, she looking at us” I said grabbing his hand and pulling it up near my cheek with a big smile.

“You’re the best fucking friend ever, you know that” He said and traced a finger over my cheek. I blushed with a giggle and I took a side glance at the other two.

“Okay, she keeps on looking over and rubbing Snape’s arm and laughing. She’s trying to make you look at her so don’t, right now he’s blushing bright red and keeps on moving so she must be messing with his legs or thighs.” I said and ran a hand through his hair and laughed again, but it fell slightly as I looked into his eyes and played with his messy hair.

“How do you know all of this?” He asked snapping me out of my thoughts. I smiled shyly and took away my hand from his jet black hair.

“Before this year I didn’t talk to anyone but Remus, instead of talking I studied people. And I have three older sisters who have different guys around every time I’m home plus both my parents are having affairs, my mother with my dad’s brother who’s always round 'because he gets lonely’ and my father with my mothers best friend. Who happened to work in the same place and go on 'work trips’ together. I know body language” I laughed but stopped when I saw James’s worried face.

“What?” I asked confused.

“I didn’t know things were bad at home, I’m sorry Y/N” He said playing with my fingers, I let out a small chuckle.

“It’s fine, it’s been like that for as long as I can remember” I sniffed, I’ve only just realised that I told him all of this. I haven’t even told Remus.

“If you ever need to talk, I’m here” I smiled as a thank you. I saw out of the corner of my eye Lily stand up and looked like she was about to come over then I don’t know what came over me, it might of been how close we were from the whispering but I closed my eyes and shut the gap between us and rested my hands on his shoulder moving my lips against his, hinting for him to kiss me back which took him a couple of seconds.

One of his hands went to my cheek and the other in my hair, his lips pressed harder on mine slightly as he leaned over me ever so slightly back as if to show he was in some sort of power over me. I forgot about the world around us and I forgot we were in a public place and snogging, all I was focused on was his lips.

My lips parted slightly out of instinct, this was only my second kiss but I felt like I’ve done it all before. His left hand moved from my cheek to my thigh, gripping causing me to let out a small moan in surprise as I’ve never been touched like this before. We finally pulled away from each other out of breath, I opened my eyes to see James with a his eyes still closed and a young school boy smile. His eyes slowly opened and I wiped my puffy lips, I looked around to see no one looking at us thank Merlin. But Evans and Snape had gone.

I turned my head back around to James to see him in the same place with the same smile. I blushed at how close we are still.

“Hi” He breathed, I giggled and looked down to see his hand still on my thigh and now the other gripping onto my hand.

“Hey” I whispered back looking at his swollen lip, my eyes went wide when I realised what I’d just done.

“I’m so sorry Ja-” I tried to say but he placed his lips back on mine for a short kiss.

He pulled away with another smile and I blushed.

“You know, I’ve been wanting you to do that for a while. I haven’t actually liked Lily for about a year, it’s just the boys who think I do and make fun so I just went along with it. But I’ve liked for for a while, I’ve always thought you wee very beautiful and cute I just didn’t know how to tell you because I thought you liked Remus” James finished his little speech and I blushed with a big smile.

“I’ve liked you for a while as well” I admitted and he smiled brightly blushing also.

“So em do y-you want to be real girlfriend?” James asked and he looked down at his hands which were still on my thighs, his thumb rubbing circles on the jean material.

“Yeah, yeah I’d really like that” I smiled as he grinned at me and leaned back in to kiss me.

I brought my hands up to his hair as he dug his fingernails into my hips. He soon ran his tongue across my bottom lip and pushed it between my lips slightly causing me to open my mouth, I heard him groan as tongues clashed and I gripped onto his hair tighter. He started to suck on my tongue and I tried to hold down my moan but failed as one escaped from my throat. I tried to pull away to breath but he pulled me back in and I giggled against his lips.

“Welllll, what’s going on here!” A new voice said causing both of us to jump apart, my cheeks felt like they were on fire as I saw the boys staring down into our booth.

“Oh hey guys” James said wrapping an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him again. I bit my already puffy lips when I saw James’s.

“Nice lips mate” Sirius said sitting down in the booth and slid across to reach me so that there is room for the other two.

“Fuck off Pads” James mumbled blushing and wiped them but kept his arm up to hide them slightly.

“I-I didn’t know y-you t-two were so em so-” Remus said trying to find the right words.

“Into the stage of sucking each other’s faces off whenever they can?” Sirius finished from him taking my butterbeer from my hands and I sent him a playful glare.

“Y-yeah that stage” Remus muttered blushing, I rolled my eyes knowing that he was uncomfortable with just seen James and I snog…Oh shit James and I just snogged.

“What’s matter Remus, you jealous?” James laughed and leaned down to kiss my cheek but started to go a bit lower causing my breath to get caught in my throat so I stomped on his foot hard causing him to draw back from the spot beneath my jaw with a hiss.

“I’m not jealous Potter, I would just prefer if you didn’t suck on my best friends jaw, who I see as a little sister, in front of me” Remus snapped slightly but I saw the playful look in his eyes.

“Love you too Remus” I laughed taking my drink back off Sirius. Remus, Sirius and Peter soon went into their own conversation leaving James and I to whisper to each other.

“So much for a date” I giggled as he took my hand in his once again.

“I think it went pretty well, I got to snog you twice, admit my feelings for you and ask you to be my real girlfriend. If I’m being honest I’d say it’s the best date I’ve had so far” I blushed and leaned in to slowly kiss him, he reached up to cradle my cheek. My lips parted slightly getting used to the feel of kissing James and in front of other people, to be honest I didn’t care what the people around us think.

“Oh fuck, get a room you two” Sirius groaned making us pull away.

“Like you can talk Sirius. Every time I’m in the common room you’re sucking off another girls face” I laughed and he glared at me playfully.

“So maybe we can go on a prober date soon without theses bastards, what do you think?” James whispered in my ear making shivers run down my spine and I felt him smirk against my skin.

“Yeah, I’d like that” I said back. He grinned like a mad mad then put his head on top of mine and started to talk to the others as I breathed in his scent. Tabacco, coffee and men’s aftershave. I wrapped my arms around his torso feeling safe in his arms.

This boy is going to be the death of me.

Thanks for reading ❤️

Runt of the Litter

Based on a Prompt by iggycat-the-scottish-fold: “One of my favourite headcanons is the one where Reader bonds with Echo, despite Echo being the loneliest raptor. It reeeeally confuses Owen… maybe you can make something out of this!” 

There was just something about Echo. Even when she was with the pack, she seemed disconnected somehow. You never knew if this was intentional or not, but your heart always went out to her. One day, you were asked to lock them up in their restraints and while the others fought it, Echo just looked at you with her dark eyes. You’d swear they were looking into your soul. She made a soft noise when you pet her snout and started whispering things to her about how sweet and beautiful she was. Ever since then, you two have had a sort of bond.

You grew up in a household with five children, and you were the youngest, so you know what it’s like to not be able to keep up with your siblings. You found a friend in Echo, always sneaking her extra treats and calling her ‘pretty girl’ when you’d see her. You even spent some nights during thunderstorms out in the safety cage to soothe her; the thunder really scares her.

Now, you stand here, petting her through her restraints just like the very first time. You croon to her about how well she did today and how proud her daddy must be of her when you hear the man in question come up behind you.

“Her Daddy huh?” he asks, teasingly.

“Well, yeah. I mean for all intents and purposes that’s what you are to them.” You say with a shrug, “You might not see it like that but-“

“Hey, I didn’t say I’m not.” He says, putting his hands up in the air as if surrendering. “Just surprised you see it that way, too.”

This makes you smile. “Yeah, well, Echo here seems like she’s doing really well in her training. Progressing every day I’d say.”

“She is, yeah.” He says fondly, before reaching to pet her too. “She’s always been so…” he pauses searching for a word, “Shy, I guess. Just never really interacted much with the others. Or anyone else for that matter.” He says, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Well, I know what it’s like to be the runt of the litter.” You chuckle as you turn to look at her, “Us girls gotta stick together, isn’t that right Pretty Girl.” At this, she makes a soft sound, almost like a purr and Owen smiles at you.

“You put a lot of extra time into work here; I can really see that you care about them.” He gets a strange look on his face that you can’t exactly figure out. “You should let me take you out sometime. You know, to say thanks.” You now realize what it was. He was nervous. Owen being nervous about asking you out, that’s something you don’t see every day.

“Well thanks,” you say, deciding you won’t let him get away with it that easily, “But I love working here, and I love spending time with my girls” you emphasize this with a kiss on Echo’s snout. “No need to say thanks.”

He looks disappointed at first, but then you see the look of determination and that’s when you get a little excited.

“Well, then, maybe,” He says, putting his arm against the wall and leaning a little closer to you. “You should let me take you out because I just really want to go out with you.” He doesn’t seem nervous anymore, really having turned up the charm. You smile at his smirk and raise your eyebrows, turning to Echo again.

“I don’t know girl, what you think?” you ask, then fake a whisper “Should I give him a chance?” You give him a smile but then begin laughing as, to your surprise, Echo lets out another purring noise.

“Seems like you’re going to be taking me out, then Mr. Grady,” you say, winking at him. “Help me get her out of this thing and we can go.”

He begins to help with all the latches and you smile to yourself as you watch her run back to the tree line. She stops, just before disappearing and turns to you letting out a strange noise you’ve never heard before. Owen puts his hand on your lower back and says, “I think that means have fun.”

You turn to him once more, placing a hand on his chest and giving him a mischievous smile. “Oh, I intend to.”

Thanks for Reading!!

Your laugh sounds like love

Pairing: Peggy Schuyler x Reader

Request: What about a whoever you want (preferably Alexander or Peggy) x reader with the ‘Wait, did you just flirt with me?’ 'Have been for the past year but thanks for noticing’ thing? it would be so fluffy and sweet

Word count: 928 (This is the shorter one I’ve written so far!)

Time period: Modern

Warnings: None. This is pure fluff! 

Note: The 'Wait, did you just flirt with me?' is not graphically there but is still pretty evident and in the end, the result is the same. 

To be honest, I don’t know what the heck I was trying to do with the narrative here so it may be different from my usual style (and kinda weird). But I really had a good time writing this. And I hope you like it too!  ♡


Peggy was sprawled all across your bed, flipping through one of your old magazines, wondering why in the world you would keep an exemplary of 2010. Distantly, she could hear you complaining about how you had nothing to wear, and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at your oh so big problem.

“You should consider showing up naked” she teased with a smirk, eyes still glued to the article of a new British-Irish boy band formed in The X Factor that seemed to be promising.

“Ha, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” you retorted, throwing away the red blouse you thought looked nice just a second ago.

“Actually I would” she agreed, and you stuck your tongue out at her, making her laugh “We could totally forget about this and spend the night together” she proposed excitedly, leaving the magazine aside and sitting on her knees “You know, watch Netflix and order some Chinese takeout”  

You snorted “Yeah, I can tell the guys will be happy to be canceled at the last minute”

With a champagne dress in your left hand and a black one in the other, you made your way to the bed, sitting next to her. Choosing what to wear could be really exhausting.

“Oww, come on! They won’t even notice our absence!” Peggy whined, getting closer to you and resting her chin on your shoulder “They’ll be too drunk to care anyway” she alleged, and you could see her pouting from the corner of your eye.

“Well, there you have a point” you conceded with a side smile, leaning your head against hers “And to be honest I’m tired of making a mess of my closet”

“So is that a yes?” she asked not bothering to hide her Cheshire cat smile “Please, (Y/N), tell me is a yes! Tell me you’ll stay here with me on your stupidly adorable rabbit pajama eating take out and watching Ratatouille!” she exclaimed wrapping her arms around your waist and squeezing you “Come on, say yes! Please, please, pleaseee”

You couldn’t hold back the loud and bubbly laugh you let out, just the kind of laugh that always made something flutter in Peggy’s stomach. And you both knew it was definitely a yes.

Minutes later the two of you were already chilling on your couch, covered with blankets, sitting close enough so that whenever any of you moved even slightly some part of you touched. It felt right and you liked, so you moved even closer to her searching for warmth.

You didn’t notice but Peggy turned to you, watching you as a big smile appeared on your face when Remy and Linguini were cooking for the first time. And her heart skipped a beat because of course only you would smile like a child to something so simple. The fact that she had a ridiculously huge crush on you didn’t help either.

“Hey, you doofus the movie is not on my face” you teased when you finally noticed her staring, giggling a little.

She took a second to recover and then giggled too “I couldn’t help it, you were making that funny and cute face of yours”

You raised an eyebrow, the corner of your mouth quirked up “Well I think you look funny and cute like this” you said lifting both your hands to her cheeks, pinching them playfully and moving them up and down.

“That’s not fair!” she squeaked “You’re deforming my face!” she accused you with fake anger that was immediately replaced by her laugh. And you laughed too, teasing her some more before finally releasing her abused cheeks.

At this point the movie was just noise in the background, both of you were totally focused on each other’s face letting the laugh die slowly. It was funny to realize Peggy could look beautiful even when her face was flushed and her hair was a disaster falling wildly literally everywhere, and it was funnier with Gusteau’s voice saying something about soup or whatever. You only knew you wanted to make her laugh more and more.

But before you could say or do anything else, she then leaned closer and kissed you with the same tenderness with which a butterfly would pose on a flower. It was warm and soft, almost familiar; just like returning home after a long time.

You felt her hands trembling slightly when she clutched at the fabric of your pajama, so you cupped her face softly, kissing her back slowly and lovingly; feeling your breaths mixing and her lips brushing almost shyly against yours.

The moment was suddenly broken when Peggy pulled away with panic in her eyes, realizing that you were, in fact, her best friend, and apparently her stupid crush was not so under control like she thought it was.

You stared at her utterly confused and it felt just like if a piano had fallen on her in that exact second because that look just could mean that you regretted kissing her back, and she had ruined everything and you would never want to see her again and…

But then you smiled at her, with that sweet smile that could make everything better, and throw yourself in her arms, whispering “you like me” in her neck just like it was the word’s bigger revelation “Peggs, you like me” you said again leaving small pecks on her neck, and the happiness in your voice was so overwhelming she almost cried.

“I’ve been flirting with you for the past year but thanks for noticing” She chuckled, holding you closer.

You Want Me As Much As I Want You

Warning: Smut bitch!!!

The feeling of having you around is like a winter breeze on the top of January. The thought of you is the feeling of


In the pit of my stomach, the familiar ones I got when I first met you. The warmth you give off to my cold, black soul making me better along the way of a rocky past life. The touch of yours that brushes over every single curve on my body, rough but heavenly all together. Your appearance different from others but stops the world from spinning somehow and only keeps my focus on you. Your voice music to my ears when you speak. But you hate my guts and I guess i “hated” yours too. As always the famous quote rings in my ears every time you come around

“You can’t always get what you want”

It never occurred to me why you thought of me this way, why was he angry at me all the time. Why do you hate me pretty boy.

City lights. I see you at the end of the busy street completely overlooking me as if I didn’t exist. “Hey” my voice shallow and small but can still be heard over the beeping of cars passing by in a frenzy. You ignored my greeting giving me a look of disgust. I brushed off the rising feeling of questions being asked in my head, Did he even hear me?Was I loud enough? Was I not worth his time? “Y/n!” Jumping out of my scattered thoughts I was engulfed in a hug by my best friend Cameron Dolan. Me and Cameron have been tight since kindergarten, she’s always had my back and I’ve always had hers. She picked me up when I was down and kept me away from the negatives in my life. We pulled apart to do our one and only handshake we made up when we were 10 and 11.

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“Alright, alright” we were interrupted by Grayson who happened to be my best friend to. “Now that you’ve seen Cameron it’s my turn to see my best friend” I wrapped my arms around his torso, he lifted me up making me squeal at the sudden surprise as I kissed his cheek and him kissing my temple. “Uh can we go I’m starving” gray put me down giving Ethan an annoyed look, Ethan rolling his eyes in the process. “Fine y/n where do you want to go” “oh i-” “ Ugh why is she picking” I looked down at my feet “Ethan seriously” Ethan scoffed storming off in the opposite direction. “I’m gonna go talk to him brb” grayson ran off into his direction leaving me and Cameron. “Hey y/n I’m sorry he-” “hates me that’s what” I felt anger fill my whole body as the tears came rushing down. Cameron pulled me into a hug when she noticed my face turn red and a sniffle heard with my head held low staring down at the ground, the thoughts came all at once hitting me hard and making me think the worst of myself. Why did he hate me so much? What did i do wrong? Why am I even here? The questions keeping me from hearing the outside world making me feel like I’m in a shut box that could never be opened.

Grayson’s Pov~

I followed Ethan into a alley way away from the streets only the both of us in it “Hey can you slow the hell down” he turned around “why should I huh I don’t wanna be anywhere near her” “why” I looked him in the eye studying his expression waiting for him to blow up at me. “You know why gray” he laughed as if this was a joke “no I don’t know why, you are being rude to a innocent girl that innocent girl happens to be our best friend you gotta drop this act” he furrowed his eyebrows “what act” “The act where you fake hate a girl but deep inside your in love with her act” he laughed even harder but stopped looking over my shoulder. I looked in the he was looking in direction seeing y/n making her way towards us, her head held high with a look of determination “Hey boys” I stepped back “I’m gonna go and let you talk guys talk ” I sped off turning the corner to see Cameron “move idiot this is gonna be good” we looked down in the alley to see them just standing there “yeah this is good alright.”

Y/n Pov~

I was standing in front of him now the boy for years I’ve been thrown mean comments on my hair, my outfits, even the guys I dated in the past. Although he hated me I still deep down had feelings for him, we both stood there quiet scared to make the move of speaking first but that was soon gone when he spoke “what do you want” I looked up at him his eye contact not persistent

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“I want you” he looked at me confused but more surprised “I’ve always wanted you Ethan I was always scared of telling you because” choking back the tears that had already escaped my eyes “I was afraid you’d hate me even more than you already do and step all over my heart” he stayed silent looking at me with guilt “are you gonna fucking say something” “what do you want me to say” “i-” “that I like you because I don’t… I love you okay i- I love y/n i always have I never really hated you. I just have a complicated way of showing that side an-” I stopped him from speaking and pressed my lips against his, him kissing me back almost instantly. I felt my legs slowly begin to feel weak, he slid his hand to the small of my back pulling me closer to him deepening the kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck tangling my fingers in his soft brown locks. He pulled away as i met his lustful gaze him eyeing me down licking his lips, I bit my lip at the sight of him looking like he wanted to devour me “let’s get out of here” he grabbed me hand as we made our way to streets fetching a taxi back to ethans hotel room. We headed straight for the elevator and already he couldn’t keep his hands off me, he pushed me against the wall pinning my hands above my head kissing me roughly and passionately.

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The doors opened to the floor his room was on he picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist not breaking the kiss, he stopped to open the door as I pressed my forehead against his. We entered his hotel room that he had all to himself, He closed the door behind him laying me gently on the bed “I want you now” he whispered his voice low and demanding, he kissed along my jawline gently nibbling my earlobe he started to unbutton my blue jeans taking them off slowly leaving me in only my underwear. He kissed my inner thigh making me grab his hair as he bit the rim of my lace underwear tugging them off. “Mmm so wet already” drawing a circle around my clit applying pressure watching me go crazy, “ooo ethan” I moaned out as he started to make 8 figure motions on my clit I arched my back tugging at his hair, he stuck in one finger curving it hitting my g spot every time he pumped I moaned louder this time feeling my adrenaline rush as he picked up the pace flicking his tongue faster driving me off the edge. I felt myself growing closer and closer “hold on baby alright” he abruptly stopped as I whimpered for him he took off his shirt as I slowly rose myself on my elbows watching him take off his pants licking my lips when his hard cock came into view hiding behind his Tommy Hilfiger boxers he slowly pulled them down his cock hitting his stomach making him groan. I reached my hand up to touch his defined chest and abs making my way to his throbbing cock grabbing it and kissing it ever so gently he moaned throwing his head back watching me as I winked up at him and started bobing my head up and down his shaft as he huffed out grabbing my hair pulling it into a makeshift ponytail. Thrusting in and out of my mouth stopping every now and then so I could breath, I could feel he was close I stopped crawling back up on the bed taking of my shirt and bra “I want you now” he pulled me roughly at my waist positioning himself at my entrance slowly going in having me adjust first as I moaned out loud, he picked up the pace. I wrapped my arms around his back digging my nails into it

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Putting my hand in the crook of his neck as he left love bites along my jawline down to my neck. He got up putting my legs on his shoulder grabbing my throat choking me with his free hand the other gripped tightly on my waist going faster “are you close baby” I moaned as he choked me tighter “use your words y/n” “yes Ethan I’m cumming” you arched your back gripping the sheets as you clenched around him. He groaned deeply cumming right after, laying next to me our bodies dripping from sweat I cuddled into him as he pulled the silk sheets against us, laying my head on his chest listening to his heart beat “I say tomorrow I take you on a proper date and things should start from there, agreed?” I looked up at him his eyes already set on mine “as long as what just happened a minute ago continues on I’m totally down” we laughed as he kissed my forehead holding me tighter and closer to him as we drifted off into a deep sleep….

♡♡♡ I finally finished it!! I hope you enjoyed♡♡♡

Just Friends (Baron Corbin x Reader)

A/N: Hit me today while listening to music. Sorry if there are any issues gramatically with POV because halfway through writing I decided to change it from second person POV to Third person so i had to go back through but i may have missed a few

Warnings: None, just major fluff

Pairing: Baron x Reader

Word Count: 2,741 (sorry for the length)

Being the one and only John Cena’s little sister had ups and downs, but an upside was a very promising reference when she applied to join the hair and makeup crew for WWE, where she were obviously sent to Smackdown, as requested by her slightly over protective brother, whom she loved dearly but struggled to refrain from strangling.

Not that she had a chance, with her heavy-set, 5’3” self.

But besides her brother, she was really glad when she joined WWE, as her and John had both been diehard fans since they had been kids. She remembered sitting cross legged on the living room floor with her big brother to watch every WWE show the two of you could find. John always said, “I’m gonna be a wrestler, (Y/N), when I become a wrestler I’ll take you with me everywhere,” and she’d be lying if she said he didn’t keep his word.

The first year at WWE for her was chaotic, but John had been there for two extra years than her, and so had helped her adjust. And slowly, she became friends with each and every wrestler on the WWE roster, which was incredibly rewarding for her inner fangirl.

Her second year with WWE, though, when she and her brother went to RAW, was when she met the lone wolf, and so began a long road of friendship, though she would give anything to be more than friends. (Y/N) had had a crush on him since that first day she’d met Mr. Baron Corbin, and she still remembered It like it was yesterday.

(Y/N) had been rushing around backstage of RAW back in 2015, looking desperately for her brother, as he was set to have a match, and she had a tradition of giving her brother a good luck kiss and hug before each and every match. It was a chance to never let her brother forget about her, and the crowd always loved the display of familial love.

The short-legged woman literally ran down the hallways, which was weird for everyone she passed, because everyone who knew (Y/N) Cena, knew that if she was running, something better be chasing her. While her brother chose to spend his free time in the gym building his body, (Y/N) was perfectly happy to sit in the hotel room and eat pizza rolls and watch movies. She definitely didn’t have a chiseled physique, but it was okay, because she liked herself the way she was.

However, despite her momentum, her weight had no effect when she slammed forcefully into an almost seven foot tall, tattooed man, who she had only ever seen on TV, as she had never done his makeup or ran into him, until, of course, now.

Falling on her rump, she took a moment to register what had just happened, and then she was fuming, and she popped to her full height, though it wasn’t much, and put her hands on her hips, “Watch where you’r-“

She was cut off, however, when she made eye contact with the giant before her, and she swallowed her tongue, gulping as the long-haired man looked down at her.

She cleared her throat, “S-Sorry,” she mumbled, looking at the floor.

However, she yanked her head back up when a rumbling chuckle sounded, and she got butterflies as she looked at the quiet man, who was giving her a million-dollar smile and she blushed before her sass showed itself, and she snapped, “And what’s so funny?”

He laughed harder, and the low purring noise nearly made her faint, she loved how she could feel the vibration in her tummy, as she looked at his face though, she fought back a smile.

He was nearly doubled over, stuttering out, “You-you shoulda seen your face-“

Before she could stop herself, they were both laughing, and when they had both regained their composure, she smiled up at him as he said, “Jesus I didn’t think I was that scary.”

“Well,” she giggled out, “It was kind of a surprise to be eye level with somebody’s ribs!”

He smiled, and looked at you for a moment, before outstretching his hand, “I’m Baron,” he rumbled (the only accurate way to describe his voice), “Baron Corbin.”

The girl took his hand, shaking firmly with a smile, “(Y/N) Cena.”

“Cena!” He exclaimed, his eyes widening almost unnoticeably, “YOU’RE Cena’s little sister everyone’s been talkin’ about?”

She blushed, “Well…that depends on if it’s good talking.”

He smiled, “It is, everyone says you make the meanest peanut butter and jellies, and you do damn good work in the hair and makeup department.”

She smiled, blushing a little, “Well, I do make a good PB&J,” you said.

He chuckled, making you smile as your tummy flipped, and he smiled, “Do my hair tonight? I’d like to see what the fuss is all about.”

The shortie nodded, “Sure, I’ll save you a spot, and maybe I’ll have a sandwhich for ya.”

He grinned, “I’ve probably never seen you because I get my hair done at the hotel. I like to sit in the Gorilla and congratulate and cheer on people, but I’ll let you do it tonight, see if I like.”

Well, Baron had liked, and soon the two of you had become best friends, she ending up doing his hair and makeup for each and every match, him bringing the woman food every night after shows at the hotel, and making it a habit to see her at least once each and every day, no matter what.

That first meeting had been almost two years ago, and (Y/N)’s crush on the giant wolf had only grown.

She thought about it all as she packed her suitcase. After smackdown tonight, she and the rest of the WWE crew had to catch a flight at 2 AM to the next location, and she was going to take her and John’s suitcases with her so the two of you could head to the airport from the arena. It was only 11 AM though, and she had plenty of time, but she didn’t mind packing, as it was a way to pass the time, since John had gone to a signing and she had the room to herself.

She hummed to the music she had playing on her Bluetooth speaker. A linkin park song she had shown Baron and was now one of his favorites. Being what Baron called a “Ghetto metalhead”, (Y/N) and Baron shared similar tastes in music, though the only way to describe the girl’s taste was that she liked pretty much everything. However, most of her iPod was rock and rap, hence the ghetto part.

As she folded a shirt, she heard a knock, and then a whistle, and knew it was Baron. She stood and walked to the door, and when she opened it Baron walked in with two McDonald’s bags and a drink tray.

She smiled wide at his consideration as he grinned back, he was a man of few words, but both of them released their shyness when together. They both brought eachother out of their shells. When together, the two of you felt comfortable, though neither knew how the other felt.

“Oh my god Bigfoot you are the best,” she squealed, setting the bags on her bed to hug him.

“I know I am Hobbit. I brought your favorite.”

She smiled, hearing the playful nickname he called her after she had forced him to watch the Lord of the Rings series with her one weekend.

“And what is my favorite?”

“20 piece chicken nuggets with small fry and a chocolate frappe.” He answered, not missing a beat, and she grinned, kissing his cheek as he sat down on the bed next to her.

“What would I do without you, Big Bear,” the girl said, clicking on the TV and turning it to hockey. She knew Baron’s favorite team would play today and Baron smiled at their comradery.

“You ready for your match tonight?” She asked, popping a nugget into her mouth, and Baron shrugged.

“I don’t know, kinda. I hate having to face John. I know it’s all scripted, but I still worry you’ll be angry with one of us no matter who wins.”

She shook her head, “I know it’s scripted, so I don’t ever get mad. I only ever get mad when one of you gets seriously hurt. Then I’ll kick some ass.”

She got butterflies as Baron chuckled before leaning over and kissing her temple gently.

She looked at the TV, praying he didn’t notice her blush.

These kinds of interactions were normal when the two of you were together. Always touchy feely, but never in a romantic way. Yeah, Right, she thought to herself, like that’ll ever happen. Why on earth would someone like Baron choose someone like her. He was handsome, hot, sweet, tall, ripped. She? She was just an average girl with a below average height. Baron wouldn’t even know she existed if it hadn’t been for her brother getting her a WWE job. She bit back a sigh, wishing with all wishes that Baron liked her as more than a best friend. She longed for his attention. She hated how that sounded, but it was true.

Baron’s voice brought her out of her mind, “Penny for your thoughts?” He asked, looking at her with mild curiosity and mild concern.

She forced a smile, “Oh nothing, just thinking about whose makeup I have to do tonight.”

He looked skeptical, but didn’t question, instead said, “Yeah, I need you to do my eyebrows by the way.”

She laughed, and he rolled his eyes, “You always laugh no matter how many times I have you do it.”

She snorted with laugher before gathering her composure, “Sorry, I just never get tired of big manly Corbin letting me pluck his eyebrows.”

He fake-glared at her, “You know what happens when I try to do it myself,” and she laughed harder.

Eventually he tackled her, making her lay down on the bed under him as she giggled uncontrollably, and he started to tickle her, “Say it!” He snarled, but she knew it was a joke.

“Never! Ah BAROn Stop!” She laughed harder as his relentless fingers rand up and down her sides, making her shake with laughter.

“Say it!”


“Say it!”

“OKAY oh god okay,” you forced out through laughter, “Baron Corbin is the most badass and manly man to ever grace the world with his manly presence!”



Baron threw his head back in laughter, smiling and then dropping his head on her chest to laugh harder. He smiled when he picked his head back up, and pulled her up with him so both of them could lean on the headboard, his arm draped lazily over her shoulders.

“I still don’t know why you make me say the last part,” She grumbled, finding a movie on TV, and Baron rumbled against her.

“Because it’s funny how you say it with your accent.” He smiled, nuzzling your temple with his nose.

“Baron I have to shampoo it feel how greasy it is it’s disgusting.

“Can’t it wait another day.”

“Absolutely not. I’ll condition it so it’s shiny but I refuse to do your hair for this match until it’s washed.”

Baron growled, looking at her in the mirror of the hairstylist’s chair, and she smiled, whirling him around and pulling him over to the sinks. They still had three hours until Smackdown even started, and Baron wasn’t the opening event, but he didn’t like to be in the hairstylists shop when all the other wrestlers were there. He was shy, and she accepted him.

She reclined his chair and tucked a towel into his shirt so it wouldn’t get wet, while she let the water run over her hand to warm up.

“I don’t think you’ve ever let me wash your hair, have you?”

“No.” Baron answered, “Don’t think so.”

“First for everything, right big bear?” She asked, wetting his scalp and hair, and he smiled toothlessly at her.

She noticed the way his eyes closed and his mouth curved up ever so slightly, but she didn’t think anything of it until she started to massage the shampoo into his scalp, when she realized he was purring. Like, actually purring. She stopped and he opened his eyes, blushing.

“Sorry, (Y/N), It just feels good.” He wouldn’t meet her eyes, and she laughed, kissing his forehead.

“Don’t worry, Baron, I think your purring is cute.”

He scowled, “I am not purring.”

“Yes, you are.”

He crossed his arms, sulking, but relaxed again when she started to play with his hair more. He purred more, and she couldn’t help but smile at the cuteness of it. A couple times she thought she saw him crane his neck just a bit when she moved her hands away from him.

When she was done, he looked like he was in bliss, and for a while after she just played with his hair a little, not having the heart to stop yet.

Finally, though, she sat him up, and he seemed disappointed, but happy again as she ran her fingers full of gel through it.

She looked at the finished product and then let him look at himself in the mirror, “Was that so bad?”

He smiled, shaking his head and blushing just a little.

He seemed nervous, and she looked at him a bit more seriously, “You okay?”

He almost nodded, but when she dropped her eyebrows at him, he shook his head. “I’m just really nervous about the match tonight…I hate it when the crowd gets upset with me, and suplex-ing John isn’t gonna please Cenation.”

She nibbled her lip, thinking about how to soothe him, before saying, “I still have an hour until I start makeup for Nia…do you wanna stay here with me and I’ll play with your hair some more?”

He lit up just a little, “Can you? It feels really nice when you do it.”

She chuckled, “Of course, you overgrown puppy.”

Half an hour later, when she had successfully calmed Baron and he was leaning back against her, looking in utter bliss, until he opened his eyes and looked up at her.

She looked down at him, and he sat up, turning to face her, and he gently took her hands, looking down at their joined palms.

Hers so small in his.

She watched him curiously as he swallowed, and then he looked up at her, meeting her eyes.

“I have to tell you something.” He blurted out, and she cocked her head.

“What is it Baron?” She asked, feeling like the moment was too serious for a nickname.

He gulped again before standing, not letting go of her hands, and looking down at her. He smiled shyly and said quietly, “Would….would you be mad…if I told you…”

You started to get nervous, “Yes, Baron?”

He sighed, before meeting your eyes and saying, “Look, (Y/N), I’m in love with you. I have been since I met you two years ago when you slammed into me in the hallway. I love your smile. I love your personality. I love your body. I love your eyes. Baby, I just love you. And I can’t take it anymore. I’m tired of being just friends, I want to wrap my arms around MY hobbit, around MY girl, around MY baby. I want to be your man. And if its okay, since we are gonna be in Pittsburgh tomorrow and then we are there all week, I wondered if you would let me take you out on a date. A real date. With me. And if you like it…maybe-“

(Y/N) cut him off, jumping and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling his head down and crushing her lips to his, and though he was at first shocked, he kissed back, and too soon, the two pulled away, and he gazed at her, a happy shine in his eyes.

“Baron, I love you too. I’ve been waiting for you to notice for the past two years. I wanna be your girl.”

Baron’s smile lit up and In a minute he was picking up the smaller form and twirling her, his face in a huge smile.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“What am I gonna tell John?”

“Tell me what?”

Even Heroes Fall II

Pairing: Bucky x Reader, BestFriend!Tony x Reader

Part 1

It was at Sara’s funeral that Tony started putting all the puzzles together. The hushed calls were to her two sons, aged 6 and 9, who had clutched their fathers hand as tears streamed down their face when they saw their mother’s coffin. Tony couldn’t bear watching the two kids cry over their mother, a mother that would have still been here if he had done something to prevent her death

The late night disappearances were to return home and see her family, even if they were fast asleep. He finally understood why Sara never told him about her family, or cared to explain her actions to him. He was suspicious of her, and did not try to hear her side, so she led him to believe whatever his mind spurred out. And, much like Barton, Sara wanted to protect her family.

Looking back on his moments with you, he realized that you were being completely serious when you said you couldn’t tell him what was wrong. That was because Hydra had got into your head, and the conditioning forbid you from seeking help.

After Sara’s funeral, Tony shut himself in his lab and threw himself into his work, occasionally leaving to refill his whiskey glass. Bruce and Steve tried talking to him multiple times, but he tuned them out. He knew he had hit rock bottom when Bucky had to come into his lab and coax him out. He promised he’d get better, for you.

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Behind The Scenes 3 (12.5/???)

Author’s note: Soooooooooo, this part was definitely not planned for or at least for the most part, things were not supposed to happen in this way… anyway whatever, still not a part of my original plan… My future plans for this BTS series are completely changed because of what happens in this part so I hope you all like it. I know I’m posting so suddenly, but I couldn’t wait… Sorry for any errors.

Anything in asterisks ** and italics is being typed out by Y/n.

Genre: Angst and… well, you guys will see

Word count: 3331

City: Fukuoka (Day 3 continued)

Summary: Y/n can’t stand Aiko’s rather nosy personality.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.


By the time Jimin and Jungkook came out of the room, V had already cheered you.

It wasn’t long till V and Jimin decided they were going to go eat and left the two of you alone again. The vibe between the two of you was still awkward, but thankfully, Jungkook didn’t try to bring the kiss up again. Instead, you both just ordered room service and ate in separate rooms.

When you learned that Aiko was going to be in the van ride to the stadium, you and Jungkook wore a pair of sunglasses to cover up the black eyes.

Aiko’s presence in the van was uncomfortable to almost everyone. You were jealous that she sat smack in front of you on Suga’s lap, for the rest of the guys, they were nervous because they couldn’t be themselves around her. Jungkook in particular looked most uncomfortable, but that was maybe because of what happened between the two of you. The only one fine with Aiko’s presence was Suga.                

The worst part about her being in the van was that fact that you felt she kept staring at you and Jungkook. From behind your dark sunglasses, you stole glances back at her and each time she was looking back at you. You were paranoid that she might have noticed your bruise under the glasses and the last minute makeup you attempted to apply.

You took a look at Jungkook, but from how you were sitting, you couldn’t notice his bruise. Again you glanced at Aiko, this time she was whispering something to Suga. Suga slowly turned his head and peeked at you with a side glance and then whispered back to Aiko.

You grew suspicious as to what they could possibly be talking about. You decided to position yourself from leaning against the window to resting on Jungkook’s chest, taking his hands and wrapping them around you. Looking up at him, you can tell he got confused, but he didn’t question you. You looked back at Aiko and she was still staring. “What is she looking at us for?” you thought. You gave Jungkook’s hand a series of small squeezes to try and get his attention.

“Hm?” He hummed.

You looked up at him and whispered. “Kookie can I borrow your phone real quick?” you made sure not to be loud enough for Rap monster to hear you.

He threw you another confused look, but pulled out his phone and handed it to you. He watched you carefully as you opened the memo pad app and began typing away. *Is it just me or does Aiko keep staring at us?*

Your eyes moved up and Aiko was staring again.

Jungkook pulled you closer. “Uh-huh.” He hummed in your ear.

*Why do you think she is staring?*

“I dunno.” He whispered.

*Do you think she sees the bruises?*

Jungkook’s fingers lightly grabbed your chin and guided you to face him. “Ya!” He smiled. “You need to get your mind off work for just a day jagi.” he said sweetly.

“I know Kookie, but I just need to jot this down before I forget about it.” you grabbed his face and pulled him down to give him a small peck on his lips, then you went back to his phone.

He pulled you close and nestled his face in your neck. “No bruise.” He whispered.

You looked up one last time and to your relief, Aiko wasn’t staring at you anymore.

You were stuck backstage with Aiko. The vibe in the room was almost as bad as in the hotel room that morning with Jungkook. You both sat in silence on the padded bench along that wall. Like in the van, Aiko was once again stealing glances at you.

About an hour of silence went by before someone finally spoke. “Y/n?… Can I borrow your phone?” Aiko asked politely.

You panicked. You didn’t know what to tell her. “Don’t you have a phone?” you blurted out. You cringe when you realized how rude you sounded.

“My phone died. I just need to check something important really quick.” She explained.

“Sorry Aiko, I don’t have a phone.” you said. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You cursed at yourself. “I shouldn’t have said that.

Aiko furrowed her eyebrows at you. “But I thought I saw you using a phone in the van.”

“Oh that! That was Jungkook’s phone. Mine…uh… Mine broke back in Shanghai when we were at the beach. I just force Jungkook to let me use his until we get back to Seoul.” You laughed to try and lightened the mood, but even your laugh came off as forced.

She threw a fake smile at you, but then went back to squinting at you suspiciously. “Y/n, why are you still wearing sunglasses? It was already dark when we left the hotel and we are inside.”

This time you furrowed your brows at her, but quickly calmed down. “It’s just… I have a migraine today. My eyes are very sensitive right now. That’s why I stage backstage tonight.”

“Oh, then you should lay down and maybe try to take a nap.” Her tone was much softer now.

You sighed. “That sounds like a good idea.” You lifted your legs onto the bench and lay down. you had no intention of falling asleep, but that didn’t stop you from pretending to do so.

You heard the door bust open and Jhope let out a hyped scream. “Yeah~! That show was awesome~!”

“Shhhhh, Y/n is sleeping.” Aiko warned.

“Oh shit.” Jhope whispered.

Many footsteps come into the room, many voices now whispering to one another.

You felt a presence next to you. There was a familiar giggle along with heavy breathing. A pair of lips kissed yours and you reciprocated the fake show of affection, but noticed the similar passion from the night before.

You purposely giggle to break the kiss and gently pushed Jungkook back to get a good look at him. Despite all his sweat, his stage makeup stayed on and his black eye wasn’t visible at all. “What was all that about?” you smiled shyly.

“I just thought I’d wake up a princess the proper way.” He grinned.

“Ya! Just go change. You’re all sweaty!” you fake giggled some more.

Jungkook walked away and you had a view on everyone else. For the most part all the guys were changing, except for Suga. He was sprawled on the makeup chair with Aiko handing him a towel and a bottle of water. Suga was all smiles with her as he chugged his water and then walked off to go change.

With Suga gone, it seemed like Aiko’s attention went back to you. However, Suga quickly came back and she was all over him in a heartbeat. Suga sat down and pulled her close, giving her a few pecks here and there.

No matter how much it hurt you to see Suga with someone else, you couldn’t look away. You took notice that once again, Aiko was taking glances at you and whispering to Suga.

Thankfully a distraction presented itself. You sat up and let your “boyfriend” sit next to you. “Finally you’re back.” You leaned on him and looked up at him sweetly.

“Fucking Tae wouldn’t let me get my damn shirt on.” He laughed.

You looked across she room and spotted V talking to Jimin. “Kim Taehyung!” you called out.

“Huh?” His head whipped to your direction.

“You need to learn to keep your hands to yourself!” you laughed. “Jungkook is my boyfriend not yours!”

“I’m sorry y/n, I just couldn’t help myself!” he giggled and went back to talking to Jimin.

Your little show took Aiko and Suga out of their sappy bubble and they were both most definitely watching you.

You were glad they weren’t staring at each other, but hated that they still had their eyes on you. “Well, if they are gonna keep staring, I might as well give them something to look at.” you thought.


“But Yoongi bear, she was acting a bit weird and all defensive.” Aiko pleaded softly, her eyes still glancing back at y/n constantly.

“Well, she does get migraines and doesn’t like to talk when she gets them. She has a lot of stress from the scandal.” He hoped his lies would get Aiko off y/n’s case

“No. Look Yoongi, even right now she doesn’t seem right.” Her eyes danced to the left, signaling him to peek at Y/n.

It’s not like he had to be told to look at y/n, he was already doing it on his own any chance he could. For his own piece of mind, he moved his gaze over to y/n to see if she was okay. The sight before him was one that would ease Aiko’s mind, but not his. What he saw only fueled his rage.

His jaw clenched as he witnessed y/n pull Jungkook into a kiss. He waited for their kiss to end, but it never did, it only got more heated between them. The longer they kissed, the more his inside churned. Every fiber of his being held him back from walking up to them and pulling Jungkook off her. “…You see Aiko, nothing to worry about. They are fine… just fine…”

Aiko, like Suga, had her eyes locked on Jungkook and y/n. “Maybe you’re right. I was probably over thinking it all.” she whispered.

“Look at them.” He growled. “Their love is disgusting.”


“Dude the stadium was so empty compared to the past concerts. It seems like one of our smallest crowds ever! I can’t believe some fans were even booing Jungkook.” Jimin sighed.

“And turning their lights sticks off wherever he stood.” V added, shaking his head.

Jimin’s frown deepened. “I hope it doesn’t hit him too hard. You could tell he was just saving face the whole time.”

“I wonder how he can bounce back from this.”

“Did you see his face when we got off stage. Like look at him, he- What the fuck?!?” Jimin’s face contorted to a different level of pissed-off-ness.

V’s eyes followed Jimin’s death stare to find a sight he didn’t think he’d ever actually see. Jungkook and y/n never made out before, so this was for sure something new. “Oh damn!” He looked back at Jimin who was still pissed the fuck off. He had to think fast to save Jimin’s feelings. “Bro chill. Aiko is right over there. They just have to do that cuz she’s here.”

He had to physically move Jimin around to get him to look from the scene to look at Aiko. As he did, Suga and Aiko began to leave the room, Suga’s eyes still looking back at the two “love birds”

Jimin swung his head back over to y/n and Jungkook who still had their tongues down each other’s throats. “They left, so what the fuck is this shit?!?” Jimin demanded.

Jimin grabbed the nearest jacket and chucked it at Jungkook.


A tiny piece of metal slapped your arm and Jungkook pulled away, tugging a jacket off him.

“What the?” Jungkook turned back at the rest of the guys. Rap monster has a smirk on his face and Jimin looked upset.

“Let’s go already!” Jimin ordered. “Yoongi and Aiko already headed to the van.”

The ride back to the hotel was decent to say the least. Aiko had finally stopped staring at you and everyone was relatively silent. Jungkook was a bit more “handsy”, but you didn’t mind. He had pulled you closer to him and kept his arm draped over your thighs. His fake affection was a relief. In the instance that Aiko’s eyes just so happened to wonder back to you, you had fast access to give Jungkook a quick kiss or cuddle.

At the hotel, the first thing you did was go over to the vanity to check your eye. It was still pretty bruised, but the swelling had gone down substantially. It was a relief that you didn’t have to wear the stupid glasses anymore. The plastic frames of the large frames were heavy on your cheeks and irritated the bottom edge of your black eye.

“Hey y/n!” Jungkook called out.

“Coming!” you went out to the living room and found Jungkook on the couch. You nonchalantly asked what he wanted.

Based on his posture he had something serious to tell you. “Can you sit down?” He scooted a bit to give you space to sit.

You did so, grabbing a large pillow. You cuddled it and used it as a barrier between the two of you. You hoped he wouldn’t bring up the kiss again, but considering the heated moment backstage, it probably brought up everything again.

“Tomorrow morning do you want to do something on the v app over what happened?”

“Like what?”

“Just umm maybe a Q&A… that would make us more credible, right?”

“Well… If Namjoon says it’s okay, then we might as well.”

“Nah, fuck Namjoon! This was my idea. I wanted to know if you were cool with it or if you had something else in mind, something you’d be more comfortable with.” There it was again, the non-fuckboy side of Jungkook.

“… No, your idea sounds great.” You said softly.

“Awesome…” he said. “Your eye looks better.” He added.

You shrugged, “Yeah. Everything still hurts though.”

Jungkook nodded.

You fidgeted with the tassel of the pillow. You could feel his eyes on you. It was probably the best time to excuse yourself. “Well, if that’s all, I-“

“Wait! There is something else I wanted to say!”


“Um, well… y/n… I- The- hm. Wait, give me a quick second.” He looked away from you to gather his thoughts.

You gripped your pillow tighter. You didn’t know what he was going to say.

He took a deep breath and hung his head low as he played with his finger nails. “Ok, I think I should just admit to this before things start getting weird.”

“Um- Uh- Yeah, ok go ahead.”

“Y/n… I- uh- shit. I really liked it when we kissed last night and backstage earlier. And I just wanna say that for a while now, I really like fake dating you and it’s getting to the point that all this fake shit isn’t fake for me anymore.” With a tinge of red blush to his cheeks, he slowly looked back at you for your response.

You sat in shock. What he told you didn’t exactly seem very possible or believable. “…Uh I’m-“ you just closed your mouth.

His nerves got the best of him and your silence didn’t help. He jumped up from the couch, “Yeah, I know stupid, right? Yeah. Sorry, I just had to say it.” he rambled.


“Don’t worry, you don’t have to say anything or whatever. I should have never opened my damn mouth.”


“I should have never kissed you in the first place, especially after what happened. I should just sleep on the couch tonight. If Namjoon starts shit, I’ll just say that I knocked out watching tv.”


“Yeah, I’ll do that and don’t worry, in public just let me know if I’m taking things too far and I’ll back off. Let’s just act like I didn’t say anything and I won’t ever bring it up, like ever.”


He jumped up, finally out of his loop of awkward babbling.

“I liked the kiss too.” You admitted.

“Oh, well yeah, I get why you don’t. Sorry about- Wait! You do?”


“Great.” He smiled shyly. “…really great…” he mumbled with a small nod.

“You could sit back down now if you want.”

“Thank fucking goodness.” He sat back down, still leaving a bit of space between the two of you.

“But… it doesn’t make sense. Like why?” You still weren’t sure if he was being completely honest.

“Why I like you?”


“Um, I’m not too sure myself, at least not completely sure. I just think you’re pretty cool and I like being around you. Despite all the crap I told you in the past, you’re not ugly, you’re beautiful. I was being an asshole then. I’m sorry.” His voice faded.

You sat back, noticing he had more to say.

“I don’t know… I feel like we’ve been through a lot of shit together and well you’re just- I like being with you.” he stumbled over his words.

“So not because I remind you of Yoona?”

“No.” he lied. He knew a big reason he liked you was because you slightly reminded him of Yoona, but he wasn’t gonna admit to that. “When I first saw you, you reminded me of her, but as I got to know you, I realized you weren’t much like her.”

“And so that’s why you just continued to play me until you slept with me?” you spat.

He hung his head low again. “I was an asshole to you y/n. I’m sorry. I’m sorry about everything.”

It was easy to see he was giving a sincere apology, but you couldn’t help but doubt his reasons for “actually liking you”. “Are you just really desperate to fuck? Am I like your last resort or something? Is that all you’re going to want me for?”

Jungkook looked back at you. “No, no, no! It’s not like that y/n trust me. Don’t get me wrong, I’d like to sleep with you, but I don’t want you just for that!”

“I find that hard to believe.”

He frowned at you, but he wasn’t angry. He knew he wasn’t a great guy, he didn’t blame you. “Yeah…” he sighed, looking back down at his hands.

“…When was the last time you slept with anyone?”

He was surprised by your question. “…Not since before we got exposed.”

“When was the last time you tried to get anyone to sleep with you?”

“I gave up like a month after we went public.”

You glared at him suspiciously. “…And when did these “feelings” for me start?”

“… My birthday…”

“Okay… And let’s say I did have the same feelings, where did you want this to go? What did you see “us” being?”

He took a moment before he answered. “I didn’t think that far… I didn’t exactly plan on actually saying anything to you… I don’t know. I guess just to make things real… like start at whatever point we are to everyone else. I know, it’s stupid, but- just forget it. Let’s act like I didn’t say anything.” He got up to leave.

“I’m not done.”

He sat back down.

You observed him as he stared back at you with nervous puppy dog eyes. You weren’t too sure how you felt. You couldn’t exactly say you had feelings for him, you never even thought about him in that way, but you had to admit, you didn’t mind the idea of possible feelings. The more you had gotten to know him, the less of an asshole he was. He came for you when you called crying from the grocery store bathroom. He was by your side after the second attack by Hiro in Osaka. He tried his best to comfort you back in Beijing after Rap monster beat you. He tried to protect you the night before despite how drunk he was. Overall, since you guys had started fake dating, you’ve gotten a chance to see the nicer sides of him. But, Jungkook was still the guy that got you stuck in all this mess. He was Rap monster’s sidekick and was supposed to kill you all those months ago. He’s slept with countless girls and he was obviously not over whoever this Yoona girl is. “…Fine… Let’s try to be a real thing then…”

“What? Really?!?”

You weighed out the pros and cons of actually dating Jeon Jungkook. Cons: He was a total fuckboy, he does bad shit with Rap monster, Jimin is hopelessly in love with him. Pros: not much of a jackass anymore, he was a good way to get over Suga. 

“…Yeah, really.” You smiled.

Million Reasons

Originally posted by aliensamba

Pairing: Barry Allen x Bestfriend!Reader

Summary: (Y/N) helping Barry to fix his misunderstandings with Iris, despite Barry left (Y/N) out.

Word count: 1.545

A/N: It’s my first imagine, yay! It’s not that good, but I hope you enjoy it. I am accepting your feedbacks, but please don’t be harsh. 
 Anyways, I am accepting requests and I am trying to find time to write them one by one. Thank you so much, everyone.

- G. x

It was the millionth deep and heavy sigh that you have unleashed since you sat on your usual place at Jitters. Barry asked you to meet him there, since he had some sort of misunderstandings with Iris.

Barry was your best friend, you were inseparable and people saw complicity between the two of you. You would take care of him when he is sick, you would cover him up when he arrives late at his meetings, you would be there to cheer him up in times of need. In short, you were so close and people started to ship you together.

By hearing people’s compliments, you didn’t notice that you were slowly falling in love with Barry. You loved everything about him: his dorky side, his intelligence, his kindness. Everything. You loved it when he made you feel special and when he shows that he cared for you, because, in the end, he was the only person who showed importance to you.

You also loved his negative side, but sometimes you get impatient and annoyed, because he can be the fastest man alive and, yet, he still arrives late every single time, at least when it comes to you.

You loved everything about him, until Iris and Eddie broke up. Barry is head over heels Iris and he left you to comfort her, he left you because his other best friend was more important than you.

Months has passed and Barry started to ignore you. You worked with him at S.T.A.R. Labs but he was colder and you felt his absence so much. You missed him, obviously, but you have always told yourself that you can’t fight with someone he really loves. You’re just his best friend, she’s the loved one. You will always lose.

“(Y/N)!” Your thoughts lost their threads and you quickly turned your head to the exact direction where the familiar voice was heard. You rolled your eyes to let him know that he took too much time to arrive and he quickly flashed an apologetic smile.

“Barry.” You called his name in a bothered way. He was still flashing his bright smile, one of the many things that you loved in him, while following his movements with your eyes.

“I’m sorry,” He started while taking the sit across from you. “something came up in S.T.A.R. Labs while I was on my way.”

“Why didn’t you call me?” You raised an eyebrow, being annoyed once again for his actions. You are a part of the team and you demand to know everything that happens in the laboratory.

“My fault.” He sighed. “I didn’t want for you to worry, it is your day off.”

“Hi, Barry!” The waitress named Lucy greeted him.

“Hey!” He looked at her and flashed her a lovely smile.

“Can I bring you something?” The waitress nicely asked.

“Oh, no!” He politely answered. “I’m fine, ask this beautiful lady in front of me.” You just rolled your eyes because of what he has said.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” The waitress smiled sweetly and nodded.

“Just call me if you need something, okay? I am here to satisfy your needs.” Barry and I murmured a “thank you” and she left us alone.

"What were we talking about?” You asked him and waited him to answer. “Oh yup, my day off.” You sarcastically burst out when he was about to answer your question. “I spent hours of my day off on this sit, waiting for you.”

“I swear to God that I am really sorry, (Y/N)!” He grabbed your right hand and caressed the back of it using his thumb.

“Sorry,” You took a deep breath and looked straight into his green eyes. “you’re always sorry.” You snatched your hand from his grip and you fumblingly played with the empty cup of coffee in front of you.

He sadly looked at you and his green bright eyes turned dark quickly. He knew what he has done, he knew that he abandoned you, he knew that he left you alone. You’ve already talked about your situation many times, but he can’t balance his relationships with people.

"Look, (Y/N), I know that I have hurt you. I know that you hate me, because I come to you only when Iris and I have some misunderstandings. I am a douchebag, but I seriously tried to equilibrate everything.” He sadly defended himself for his actions in the past few months. 

You looked at him dismayed. You were obviously hurt, of course.

“I miss you, (Y/N)!” He sincerely admitted it. “I really do.”

Your heart melted by hearing those words. The hate you felt towards him vanished and your heart started pumping fast. 

It is always like this: you hate Barry for everything he has done, but then you will forgive him for his nice words. You just can’t resist him, because he is more important than your pride and you know that you can’t stand it when you lose him.

You told to yourself that you can tolerate things, you can be hurt every time he leaves you alone, but, at least, he chooses you every time he feels lost. It is better to have him for a short time, than not having him at all.

“Barry, we didn’t meet each other to talk about our situation. What is it this time?” You changed the topic by shrugging it off and he took a deep breath when he noticed that you were really hurt.

“It’s just,” he looked around the surroundings, as if he was searching Iris’ face in the crowd. Iris works in this infamous coffee shop of Central City, so it wouldn’t be strange if he found her face. “she has been acting so strange in these days. I confronted her about it, but she didn’t want to talk to me about it. She is keeping a secret and I know that she wants to talk about it, but it seems like she doesn’t trust me, not at all.” He continued.

“Give her time, Barry.” You calmly said, leaving the unfinished topic before. “She loves having you beside her, she is happy with you. She will tell you everything when she feels that it is the right time.”

"What if she’s not happy with me?” You rolled your eyes by hearing his dumb question.

“Barry, I am giving my best friend away to someone. She had all of your attention, she has Barry Allen, my dorky best friend, and you doubt that she’s not happy with you? She better be happy!” You raised your left eyebrow and he laughed because of your reaction.

"Alright, wrong question.” You flashed him a fake smile.

He thought that you were kidding, but he should have known that you meant those words. You really meant those words, because if you were just so selfish, you wouldn’t have let him choose Iris. If she’s not happy with him, you would force him to leave her and come back to you. But you know that Barry is happy with her and you are not an egocentric person. At the end, it was his happiness that counts.

“If you want, I can talk to her.” You corrugated your forehead because you were shocked of the words that came out from your own mouth, but quickly smiled so Barry wouldn’t notice it.

“Really?” Barry’s eyes and lips grew wide on hearing those words, as if he was on cloud nine.

“What have I fucking done?” You silently said to yourself. “You’re such an idiot, (Y/N)!” 

You were so disappointed, because it seems like you’re really pushing him away and it seems like it is fine with you that he leaves you once again. 

"Yup.” You shortly answered after few seconds of silence. You just can’t take it back anymore. Unfortunately. 

"Thank you so much, (Y/N)!” He stood up from his sit and hugged you tightly.

“No problem, Barry.” You nodded and smiled at the same time.

“Why are you still here for me even after I hurt you?” He whispered in your ear. “I’ve given you a hundred million reasons to walk away.”

You slowly wrapped your arms around his slim body. You thought of how great the feeling is to have him just for you, of how great the feeling is to have his arms around you.

You thought of your hidden feelings for him as your heart beats happily and sadly at the same time.

You thought of your happy moments together, of his smile when you help him. You thought of his face when he told you that he missed you awhile ago.

You thought of everything and enjoyed the warmth of his hug and the smell of his perfume.

You thought of the happiness you are feeling right now, even though he will abandon you once again right after.

You are hurt, but you decided to keep on loving him, even though your heart will break in little fragments once again.

You thought of many things, but it is your love that forces you to stay.

I just need one good one to stay, Barry.” You said as he hugged you tighter and he leant in to leave a sweet little kiss on the top of your head.

Stay for Me

Jin x  Reader, college au


Warnings: swearing, mentions of anxiety

Word count: 3258

Summary: You and Jin attend a drinking party and some unexpected events take place.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

“Okay, just don’t flirt with frat boys and everything should go smoothly.” my best friend Jin reminds me before we enter a rented house for a random college drinking party.

“It’s not like I’m that big of a flirt, Seokjin.” I huff and roll my eyes.

“Still safer to stay close to me.” he insists and holds the door open for me.

“You’re overprotective.” I mumble under my breath so quiet he can’t hear me.

As I step into the building I am immediately greeted by the smell of sweaty bodies and alcohol. The room is like a smaller ball, and it’s completely dark with the exception of disco lights flashing all around in different colors. Loud music could be heard from the outside too and almost every person I see is either grinding on another person, having a red beer cup in their hands or both. 

There are a lot of people, more than I had expected. I try to scan the full room for any of our common friends, but I spot none. I look behind me to make sure Jin is still there, not wanting to lose sight of him the whole night, as I have a “habit” of feeling a little anxious in spaces like this if I don’t have someone I know beside me. Jin promised to keep an eye on me like a hawk and I trust him. Note to self for the night: Stick to Jin like glue.

“This place is quite full, are you feeling alright?” Jin asks me half yelling over the booming music.

“I’m good, don’t worry.” I assure him, adding a smile and grabbing his hand, giving it a squeeze. He nods, smiling back.

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40s!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky’s back from war. And the Howling Commandos want to meet his girlfriend.
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings
2,014 words

Notes: The AU we all need but don’t have enough of it: BUCKY ALIVE AFTER THE WAR. Just a silly thing that was on my mind for months but I just couldn’t bring myself to write properly. This is my first time writing the Howling Commandos and Peggy so I apologize if they’re too ooc. :/ Featuring this drabble I wrote a while ago. Hope you guys enjoy it! Tell me what you think and if there’s any mistakes, please. <3 Love you!

The war was over. 

Bucky still couldn’t quite believe the said fact is true despite his current sight: 

Steve and the Commandos dawning over cheap beers in a shitty German bar as they celebrated the homecoming. 

He had been through hell and back while fighting alongside the team, unable to decide what had been worse between being captured by HYDRA from having to walk over a pretty much literal hell. 

It was funny how so many things had changed and so many things remained the same during the war. 

Steve had changed, physically at least, but their friendship didn’t. If anything, it just got more stronger. Bucky himself had changed, or so he wanted to believe he did. There was no way you could see what he saw without letting that change you for a tiny bit. 

But there were the things that didn’t change. And well…

The Howling Commandos talking about girls was one of them. 

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Ep 21. Fun at the Oak Park Mall (groupfic) (TRIXYA) ~ Mistress

A/N: I’ve been working on one chapter of YV for days and I don’t wanna anymore so I’m putting my efforts into MPGiS. Finale is coming up and after that idk. I kinda wanna do the next season but it’s s intricate and like… hard. Also guys… I’m a high school graduate now. Diploma and everything… weird.

Summary: The Assyousucks and Overboard Park girls have another run in at the Oak Park Mall. Tensions rise and claws come out. Also, some trixya smut for your troubles. Nearly 4k

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thedarkestnightt  asked:

Hey, I'm sorry you probably have loads of requests rn but if you have time would you please be able to do a cute lil imagine thing w/ Luke where you two keep flirting with each other all the time and the boys keep asking when him when he's gonna ask you out and it's rly fluffy and stuff :3 thank you, chicken :) xxx

Okay, can I please call you nugget? So we can be like ‘chicken nugget’? I’m really lame, I’m sorry.

But here you go, lovely! I hope you like it xx

“How about The Conjuring?” Calum asks.

It’s you and the boys’ monthly movie night, and you’re having trouble agreeing on a movie. The five of you have been arguing over it for the past half hour.

You shake your head at Calum’s suggestion. “I can’t watch scary movies,” you admit. “I’ll freak out.”

Luke giggles softly from his spot on the couch beside you. You elbow him lightly in the ribs and he shuts up.

“Sorry,” he smiles. “But don’t worry, (Y/N). If it gets too scary you can just hide behind me. I’ll protect you.”

The other three boys groan and you shoot them a glare. They always complain about how you and Luke act like a couple, even though you’re not. It’s not that you don’t want to be, but you aren’t really sure how Luke feels. You wouldn’t want to risk messing up your friendship by telling him that you like him.

The Conjuring it is!” Ashton exclaims, already searching for it on Netflix.

You groan softly and curl up against Luke’s side. You already know that you’re going to be hiding your face in his chest for most of the movie.

He instinctively wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer to him and you can’t help the butterflies that pool in your stomach.

Ashton finds the movie and presses play before getting up to turn all of the lights off. You wrap an arm around Luke’s torso and grip his shirt. You can feel him shaking slightly as he laughs at your terror. You pinch his side and he looks down at you. He smiles, and you swear your heart stops beating for a moment. His smile is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.

The movie starts and as expected, you can’t keep your eyes on the screen for more than five seconds. Every time you think it’s okay to look up, something else pops out and you immediately hide your face again.

About half way through the movie, Michael starts to take notice of the fact that you have hardly watched any of it.

“(Y/N),” he says playfully. “Come on, it’s not that scary! Just look up at the screen for five minutes, I dare you.”

You look over to where Michael’s sitting and sigh before turning your attention to the screen. You watch the movie for all of thirty seconds before getting scared again and turning away.

Michael starts to laugh and soon you hear Calum and Ashton join in as well. You grip Luke a bit tighter. You know that they’re just poking fun at you, but you really aren’t in the mood for it right now. You’re already close to tears because of this stupid movie, and they’re not making it any better.

“Guys,” Luke suddenly says, his voice loud. All of the laughter ceases before he continues, “That’s enough. She’s really scared, okay? I think we should turn the movie off.”

You hear Ashton mumble something, and then sure enough, a few seconds later the movie is paused. You silently thank Luke for saying something to them. You really don’t want to have a full-on meltdown tonight.

“Sorry, (Y/N),” Michael says softly as someone turns the lights back on. “I didn’t realize you were actually that scared.”

You pick your head up and blink at the harsh light that’s now filling the room. You hadn’t realized that a few tears had escaped your eyes until you feel them start to fall down your cheek.

“It’s fine,” you sniffle, wiping away the tears with the back of your hand. You attempt a fake smile, but you can tell they don’t buy it.

You feel Luke’s hand reach up to start playing with your hair, an action that always calms you.

“Shh,” he whispers. “It’s okay now. The movie’s off. You’re safe.”

Calum lets out a loud groan and you look over at him. He points to you and Luke and raises an eyebrow.

“Okay, cut the bullshit,” he says. “Luke just ask her out already. Enough of this ‘we’re just friends’ crap.”

You’re speechless for a second, but then Luke starts laughing. You can physically feel your heart break when he laughs at the thought of dating you.

You start to pull away from him, but he maintains his grip around you. You look up at him and see that he’s smiling again.

“(Y/N),” he says. “Will you please be my girlfriend?”

A chorus of sarcastic ‘awwws’ fills the room and you roll your eyes at their childishness.

You look up at Luke and nod. “Of course, you idiot.”

So, real? - Jensen Ackles x Reader (French Mistake in reverse or something? - Part 2)

Title: So, real?

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word count: 3,452

Warnings: None

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A/N: Might put this on every chapter like with ‘Oh Westy’ so here we go. I know he is married, and I know he is a real person whatsoever. But for the love of, this is only a story. I didn’t even imagine Jensen as I wrote the way he acted. To be honest I had to correct myself many times as I wrote or was about to write ‘Dean’. And it is not the first time. This also means no hate towards Danneel, after all we all love her I am sure. This is only a story.

“Mommy? Daddy?” her little voice was heard and your head snapped to her direction. She only stood there, holding with her one hand her teddy bear that seemed even bigger than her own self while she rubbed her eyes tiredly with the other one.

“Morning princess” Jensen smiled brightly while what you could only do was stare with almost wide eyes. Your heart hammered in your chest.

“Did we wake you up?” he asked a little concerned as the sound of her small bare feet on the floor could be heard.

“No” she said with a small shake of her head, her small blonde locks moving as well “But I got hungry” she said with a small pout of her lips.

You only stared in awe. How could you even utter a single word at this?

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Perfect Plan {S.M}

requested// imagine where you are best friends with Camila and she introduces you to Shawn (request by @angieloves80s )  

author’s note// still don’t know if i like this formatting or this imagine in general so enjoy kids. 

you can find part two right here and part three right here

Camila wasn’t always a good friend, and it wasn’t a secret. She was well aware that sometimes she was a sucky friend. Just about everyone well well aware that she was a sucky friend. But she was your best friend, and sometimes she really came in clutch, especially with celebrity outings, and at those celebrity outings she never left you or failed to introduce you to some of her celebrity friends. So it was really nice having her as a friend for the most part. Other than her being horrible at giving advice, since her only answer was “you beat him up or I will” and having no sense of when to stop talking about guys, she was an OKAY friend.                                                                               Especially when she introduced you to guys, celebrity guys. She would find some cute singer who was discovered on YouTube or something and she would talk you up, saying how amazing you are and how extremely single you are, and then she would go and “find” you, even though you had both planned where you would be and one of the fifth harmony girls would be chatting with you, having a grand old time, even though you weren’t close with any of the other girls. Camila would introduce you and then end up going away to get a drink with said fifth harmony girl (usually Lauren) leaving you and cute singer boy all alone.                                                                                                         Usually said boy is sweet, and nice, and actually a good singer and nice at keeping conversation going. Most celebrity boys are nice, with the few occasions of douche, which was rare and almost always not Camila’s fault. But every time, you never clicked with this said cute singer guy that probably wouldn’t last for much longer than four months on his “singing career” (aka a series of vines of him covering Justin Bieber songs) You weren’t into that. Sure, you had the bragging rights to tell all of the girls at school this week’s trending teeny bopper hit on you.                                                                                  But now, you wanted something serious. It’s been a whole year of mindlessly flirting with boys who were either much too young for you or much too old for you, or just simply didn’t spike your interest. All the boys at your school were not an option, since literally none of the boys in your grade would be anywhere good enough for you, and you didn’t want to go out in public on the prowl for a boyfriend like a jaguar. You only had one option. 


The only thing you could do was really, really hope for the best of tonight’s event, which was a pre-party for the Jingle Ball, which was kicking off in the next couple of weeks. It was a party for all the people invited to be in it. Camila was the ones invited, which meant YOU were her date, as always. But tonight the plan was much different. 

“Okay, so this time, you know exactly who you are going for?” Camila says, walking toward you, stopping in front of the hotel room’s mirror,fixing her hair. You and Camila were staying in a hotel room together for the event, the other fifth harmony girls were down the hallway. She was wearing a stunning red dress, form fitting and ruffled with matching pumps, and your outfit was just as stunning, a deep purple dress, puffy and pretty and your black flats were a nice touch. You both looked great. This guy didn’t stand a chance. 

“Yes, I do. And it will be very easy for you to get him to talk to me, I’m certain of that.” You chucked, putting your earrings in. Camila turned to you, her eyebrow raised very high. 

“Do tell.” She said, turning too you, folding her arms. 

“Shawn Mendes.” You smirk. Camila’s face fell. She hated it when everyone wanted Shawn, he was her guy best friend and she felt protective, but you knew she would do anything for you, so she would let you have Shawn, maybe.

“No, y/n you know that Shawn is one of my best friends…” She started to pace, knowing there was no way out of this one. 

“But I am your best friend. Please, Camila, he seems like he could actually be the one…” You say, grabbing Camila’s hand. She looks at you, obviously seeing the sincere devastation in your eyes and groaned. 

“Fine, but you owe me, so, so much.” She grumbles, standing up heading for the door so you could both head out. You squealed and followed her out, obviously over excited at the fact you would be meeting Shawn Mendes, finally, since Camila wouldn’t ever let you, and that there is a slight possibility you would be in a relationship WITH Shawn Mendes. You followed Camila happily, excited just about the possibilities of the future. 

||at the event||

The plan was quite simple, actually. The plan consisted of four simple steps that wouldn’t be that hard as long as it is executed properly. 

Step One: Make yourself present.                                                                        You walked into the party with Camila, linking arms and smiling at the paparazzi, waving and being polite, the other girls walking with you. But Shawn was the only thing on your mind, and as soon as you walked in you saw him there. He was standing by someone you didn’t recognize, and he looked at Camila and you, waving solely at Camila, which stung, but you took the chance for you yourself to wave for a moment, and smile just a little, nothing too serious, and instantaneously his eyes reverted from Camila and landed on you, his lips turning up slowly as he looked you up and down, lifting his hand one more time, his cheeks reddening just a little bit. You flipped your hair and continued to walk with Camila, successfully completing the first step. 

Step Two: Get Camila to talk to Shawn, but mention nothing about you.             “Step two a go?” You ask Camila once you are both out of sight. She nods, and unlinks arms with you. “Thanks for this, you’re a good best friend.” You add, knowing this wasn’t an ideal situation for her. 

“I know.” She smiles, walking away, off to say hello to Shawn. You were out of sight, but you couldn’t see what was going on with Shawn and Camila, so you had to find a spot where you were out of sight from Shawn, but you could see them very well. You scurried around, trying to stay out of sight at all costs, but almost getting seen quite a few times. After what seems like forever, you settle behind a green, fake, ficus. No one could see you unless they were carefullt studying the ficus, and you wouldn’t be surprised if someone was, there’s a lot of crazies in Hollywood, like you. You crouched down, suddenly being very thankful you decided to wear flats tonight instead of heels. You saw Camila talking to Shawn, light conversation, talking about music, upcoming plans, you could hear most of the things being said, she didn’t mention you once. 

Just like you planned. 

You could see Shawn’s eyes darting around, like he was looking for someone. Possibly you? Your mind stays on that hopeful thought, but he wasn’t going along with the plan, possibly ruining step three and four and your possibility with him. And just when you were about to give up hope and walk over to Camila, he said four glorious words. 

“Where is your friend?” He asked her, looking around a little. Camila looked a bit taken aback and hurt, but she let it go, she was being a good friend to you right now and you weren’t going to take it for granted. 

“Um, not sure, I’m going to go and look for her actually.” She added with a smile, and step two was complete. 

Step Three: Get Shawn to notice you and than have a conversation                   Camila walked away, looking around, pretending to look for you. You the stood up from behind the ficus, make sure no one important saw you (only some random guy who looked like someone’s manager or something saw and gave you an odd look) You circled around, so close to Shawn. He was just standing there, not talking to anyone. Probably waiting on Camila or someone to come talk to him. You started for him, purposefully running into him, but not slamming into him, just lightly bumping into him. 

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” You say with a slight laugh. Shawn turns to face you, and God, he was even more gorgeous in person. He let out a chuckle that was just as attractive as his face, and your heart skipped a beat. 

“Oh, it’s perfectly fine. Hey, are you Camila’s friend?” He asks, raising his eyebrows, and his cheeks start to gain just a little bit of color. 

“Oh yeah, where is she, I can’t seem to find her…” You say, fake looking around even though you know very well where she is. 

“Yeah, she’s looking for you too.” He says with that chuckle that you loved a little more than you probably should. 

“I should go look for her!” You smile and start to walk away, but not too fast. But before you can even take a second step, his large hand wraps around your forearm. You swear you could literally feel sparks flying off of his and your skin, and he pauses for a second which makes you think he feels those sparks too as he stares at his hand wrapped around your arm.

“How about you wait here with me, wouldn’t want you to get lost around here all by yourself.” He says, flashing a beautiful smile. “And maybe we can get to know one another.” He adds. You nod, slowly pulling your arm away, looking up, deep into his beautiful brown eyes, he notices and starts to blush. 

“I’m so sorry, oh my God, this is really embarrassing.” You laugh, looking down at your shoes. He puts his fingers under your chin and lifts your face up, you pull away a little with a giggle, you were ticklish. 

“You’re ticklish?” He asks with a chuckle. Again with that chuckle.

“Yeah, a little.” You continue to giggle, rubbing under your chin. He smiles at you, his face so bright you can basically feel the sun radiating off of his beautiful face. 

“Is there anything else I should know about you so we can continue this conversation?” He asks, crossing his arms with an amused smile. You gibe him a smirk and put your finger on your chin, pretending to think. 

“Well, I’m an artist, so if I ask to draw you, don’t be too taken aback by it.” You smirk. He continues to give you that amazingly hot amused look. 

“So you may just pull out a pencil and paper and draw me at any moment?” He questions, raising his eyebrow again. 

“Well, maybe not tonight..” You fold your hands behind your back and look down at your shoes. 

“Oh, so maybe in the future, huh?” He asks, taking a couple of steps towards you, placing his fingers under your chin again, lifting your head up, and it took everything in you not to pull away and giggle. 

“Hopefully in the very near future.” You add, shakily and nervous. You didn’t expect him to be this interested. Step three was already complete and all you needed was step four and the boy was yours. 

Step Four: Ask him out!                                                                                        And you didn’t even have to do this step, Shawn did it for you. He was laughing a little and looking down at his feet. After a few seconds he looked up at you with a nervous smirk. 

“You wanna get out of here?” He asked, a slight quiver in his voice, showing he was nervous of your answer. You starts to smile ear to ear, his face lighting up at the sight of yours. 

“Of course I would!” You laugh, taking his hand as you both walk towards the exit of the party, earning odd looks and questions from the other attendees of the party, and an especially bitter sweet look from Camila. You gave her a thumbs up, and for a second you swore you saw a tear roll down her cheek, but you ignored it, it was probably the lighting, and maybe it was your turn to not be that great of a friend, even if you felt a little bad. You and Shawn walked out of the building and over to his jeep he said he insisted upon driving to the party with. You climb in the passenger seat and he gets into the drivers side. He looked over and smiled at you. 

“Where do you wanna go?” He asked, leaning over and taking your hand and lacing it with his. 

“I don’t really care.” You laugh.

“I know where, but it’s a surprise.” He smirks, starting his car and pulling out of the parking lotish area that the paparazzi would be if the event was over or just starting, without letting go of your hand.

As you drove away, you couldn’t help but feeling a little guilty if maybe Camila felt more than friendship for Shawn and you may be doing something no one should ever do to their best friend. But all of those thoughts seemed to be carried away with the whipping wind, because by the time you got to the ‘surprise place’ you didn’t even think about how what you were doing was going to shatter Camila’s heart into a million pieces.  

author’s note: oh my gosh I actually kind of like this, should i do a part two? (if this gets like zero notes forget I said that)

Beautiful Mess ; Liam Dunbar


Originally posted by shadowhuntersofbeaconhills


warnings: mention of bullying, crying, self harm, and attempted suicide but fluff, fluff, FLUFF & this is not my best imagine im sorry ok

imagine is based on hunter hayes’s cry with you 

requested?: YES 
nataliaisabeloc said: Can you make a teen wolf imagine were the reader gets bullied and liam helps her and idk theres a lot of fluff in it

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Sexual Frustration

a Man from Uncle fic : 2,341 words

AO3 : [read]

Summary: Gaby is tired of Napoleon’s nightly adventures, mostly because she isn’t having any herself. Napoleon and Gaby bro-ing it up. It’s just normal to expect Gallya in my writing

Music: Strange Love by Halsey

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( closed starter for @wuunderstruck )

“What?”  Brynn coughed, almost choking on the water she had just taken a sip of.  “You want me to, what?”  She asked again after she had caught her breath, raising an eyebrow slightly at his request.  “You want me…to be your fake girlfriend?”  She repeated, he tone questionable as she shook her head lightly before letting out a nervous laugh.  “I–um…what?”  Brynn shook her head once more as the idea still sounded utterly bizarre to the brunette.  “I–uh–I really don’t think that’s a good idea.  At all.”

After School Procrastinators

Pairings: Nicomaki, Nozoeli, Kotohonoumi, Rinpana

Summary: It starts out as a club meeting like on any other day. Except it gets really gay. 

Tags: #Parody, #Humor, #Quality? Plot?? what is that

Words: ~2,200

Note: Okay so I’m stuck on Soldier Wars and you know what I do when I’m stuck? Write a crackfic to loosen up - enjoy!

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