look at the way he's looking ate her

An Aquarius and I were out in a balcony, and we talked about his girl, and he laughed. “Bro, she’s crazy. She’s so goofy, and so weird as fuck, but..” he slowly turned back to the crowd and spotted her, twirling in her dress as her favorite song plays in the background. “.. she’s life, you feel?” We laughed.

An Aries messaged me some type of shit at night complaining about his girl. Message: How can she expect me to change when all she does is belittle me, treat me like a fucking kid. She always yells and every time we try to talk, she always fucking picks on me. I hate it, man.. but god. She’s my girl and I put up with her shit. She’s a headache and a blessing, man.

A Cancer got too drunk one night and I sat next to him by the curb and he suddenly began to heave and sigh heavily, mumbling her name, and cussing to himself of how he misses her and how he should’ve drunk texted her. I took the phone away from him.. It’s been three years, Cancer.

A Capricorn let out a sigh as his girlfriend as she passed by our way, and looked at me. “She’s been giving me the cold shoulder all day, and you know, fuck it..” He laughed and looked back at the game. I looked back at his girlfriend and noticed her mean mugging me. I quickly turned back to the screen. I shouldn’t have had come over.

A Gemini once told me as we sat and ate about how he didn’t feel like everyone should have labels. How things should just be enjoyed in the moment. “With labels,” he said “You get hurt in the process, so fuck it and just enjoy it..”

A Leo lit up a cigarette and laughed and then said, “Look, loyalty isn’t hard to ask. You just really have to be there, be supportive. I don’t know what everyone’s deal is.. it’s not hard. My girl and I, we’ve been together for 4 years, and one of these days I’m gonna propose. Finally.”

A Libra admitted that he didn’t like it when his girlfriend wouldn’t talk or answer to him, and how she’s been petty. When clearly he was being petty himself not too long ago when she called him..

A Pisces and I got into a deep conversation about exes and he said, “You’re over here thinking about what could have been, and just playing old scenarios of you two, and look at you. Look at yourself, you couldn’t even function properly now. You think you’re okay and you go out and put a smile on your face every damn day and boom. Instant. She’s in your head, and it’s crazy. She always comes back to you in a very painful way..” Realizing now, he too, was talking about his what-ifs..

A Sagittarius kept asking for advice on what to say to his girl when she always tries to make him open up, and yet he still can’t stop overthinking at all.

A Scorpio laughed at me for being too emotional at a party. I was sitting on a couch and he approached me and said, “Don’t think about your girl right now. There are alot of girls here just waiting to get dicked down, man. Shit, we’re here to have fun!” I wasn’t feeling any of this, but I then see him trying to talk to a woman and they started to hit if off.

A Taurus closed his eyes and said, “I can’t really understand what I feel most of the time, maybe it’s my anxiety holding me back but I try best to be the best I can in a relationship. I just think too much..” He laughed and shook his head. Told me to just forget the whole conversation and changed the subject to the game.

A Virgo rubbed the back of his head and said, “I don’t know, maybe I’m over thinking this relationship entirely. I know she means well, but I can’t see myself enough to grow with her. Should I say it? Should I tell her, or let it run its course? What do you think?” He looked at me and he was serious. I was hesitant to say anything but before I could he said, “You’re right. Maybe I’m over thinking it again.”

—  Him
Neighbors (Part IV)

She’s sitting on her couch, a bowl of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream in her lap, watching him perform at Rock in Rio.

Her best friend had found a livestream and now they are watching the one and only Shawn Mendes - the nice dude from the apartment next door - being an absolute rockstar, making the sea of people beneath him go crazy.

She found it hard to wrap her head around the fact that this guy on stage was the same guy who ate her soup in a hoodie two days ago, looking cozy and cuddly. And who fell asleep on her lap. She had seen the real him. Not the brand or the artist. Just Shawn. In his most vulnerable state. Sick and in need of someone to take care of him.

He still sounds a bit hoarse now but the rasp in his voice makes him sound even sexier and she feels slightly proud that he looks healthier than two days ago when he had fallen asleep on her lap, fighting that cold.

The way he is strumming his guitar now, neck vein popping and eyes shut while singing his heart out, makes her feel some kind of way.

She’s on her period, feeling kinda horny, kinda emotional and Shawn looking handsome as hell in his tight shirt, curls messy and bopping, jawline sharp and biceps flexing isn’t really helping.

“Okay but I still can’t believe what happened,” her best friend says, after taking another sip of wine.

“Let me get this straight. Y’all flirt at the gym, he gave you a ride, cared about you when you sprained your ankle, fucking made out with you and fell asleep on top of you. Like - what the fuck is happening?”

“I don’t even know. It’s not like I planned this, okay?” she rolls her eyes at her best friend, gesticulating with her spoon in hand. “I didn’t even care about him before… I didn’t plan moving into the apartment next to freaking Shawn Mendes. And nothing else happened! It’s not like we… you know…”

“Fucked?”

She blushes, concentrating on her ice cream, digging the spoon into it.

Her best friend giggles, pointing at her. “Oh my God. But you so would!”

“Stop it.”

“You so would sleep with him. But I don’t blame you, honey. He looks fine as fuck. I mean look at him,” she’s pointing at the TV screen. “He’s almost a bit too good looking.”

“And he’s famous. And has fans which is so weird. I don’t think I can deal with that - the fame thing, you know.”

Her best friend sighs. “Why do you always fall for the problematic guys? I mean Shawn doesn’t seem to be as problematic as your ex but he’s a freaking pop star. That’s kinda problematic.” 

“I know. I mean he’s sweet and everything but his lifestyle scares me a bit, not gonna lie.”

“You shouldn’t take it too seriously though,” her best friend says, “why don’t you fool around a bit, have great sex and call it a day? You don’t have to make it official.”

“I don’t know if this works for me… just sleeping with him. Ugh, I don’t know,” she frowns, hugging a pillow. “What if I catch feelings?”

“Mhm, the sex must be worth it, though. You’d tell me if it’s good, right?”

She takes the pillow and throws it at her best friend who is cracking up by now, wine glass in hand.

“Shut up.”


He’s carrying two huge bags filled with groceries and toiletries into the building, escaping the rain that’s pouring down.

“Good morning, Tom!” he greets the concierge with a smile who opens the door for him.

“Morning, Mr. Mendes! How’s everything?”

“All good. Just went groceries shopping.”

“Ah, got back from tour, eh?”

“Yeah, kinda. Played a festival in Brazil!”

“Amazing,” the concierge says, closing the door after him. “Have a nice day.”

“Thank you. You, too.”

The elevator door opens with a soft pling and Shawn blinks, seeing her.

She’s carrying a basket of laundry that is smelling like lavender and roses, her hair up in a ponytail, cheeks rosy and he can’t believe his luck with running into her again.

“Hi!” he says, sounding way too cheerful.

“Hey!” she grins. “Welcome back! How was Brazil?”

“Awesome. People are a bit crazy down there but I loved Rio. Had a great time.”

He wants to press the button in the elevator that would take them to their floor but it has already been pressed, glowing in red.

“I saw your performance actually.”

“You did?” his face lights up, eyes sparkling and he shifts the heavy bags in his arms around, placing one on the elevator floor.

“Yeah, you killed it. Also loved the rasp…”

He laughs softly. “Ah, yes… thanks again for taking care of me. Couldn’t have played Rock in Rio without you.”

She blushes, looking down. “Nothing to thank me for, really.”

The realization hits him like a sudden flash. 

He had missed her. 

Her beautiful face. The way she looks at him. Her smile. Her eyes.

And he bites his bottom lip, craving her touch again. His lips on hers.

He leans against the elevator wall and she looks at the full bags.

“Went groceries shopping for a change, huh?”

He chuckles, smirking proudly. “Yeah, gonna fill up my fridge. Are you proud of me?”

She laughs. “So proud.”

And in this moment as he is shifting the bag in his arms, he hears something fall to the floor.

Of all the things that could have been falling out of the bag. Milk, butter, honey, cereal…

It had to be the condoms.

Great.

She looks down and he quickly bends down to pick up the blue package.

He’s blushing hard by now and there’s no way she isn’t reading what’s on the package.

Durex. Extra thin. Extra sensitive. 

Large.

Maximizing sensitivity, while still providing a high level of security and protection.

Oh God.

It should not be this awkward. They were adults. It was normal to buy condoms. Nothing wrong with that!

He clears his throat, shoving the package into the back pocket of his jeans and she avoids making eye contact.

“Okay, this was kinda awkward,” he says under his breath.

“Kinda,” she says, laughing almost, putting her basket down.

He puts his bag on the floor as well and before the elevator can stop on their floor, he pins her against the silver wall, his lips ghosting over her ear.

“I’m not… seeing anybody else,” he breathes and he can feel her shiver underneath his touch as his hands are on her hips. “Just wanted to make that clear.”

“O-okay,” she says, sounding a little bit surprised.

“And I missed you,” he murmurs, voice strained with longing.

Her hands are now on his chest, wandering down, playing with the hem a little as he is looking at her, tilting her chin up ever so gently.

“Missed you, too.”

This is all he needs to press her eagerly against the wall. Pressing his lips on hers in a heated kiss, he would take her right there. Up against the elevator wall, her legs around his hips but he pulls back.

It should not be like this.

He has promised himself to take things slow.

The elevator comes to a halt and they look at each other, cheeks flushed, clothes slightly crumpled, breathing heavily.

“Um- well, then…” she says, stepping out. “See you, Shawn.”

He follows her out of the elevator, fumbling with his keys.

“See you.”

And he wonders if she’s as aroused as he is. As needy. As much craving him as he is craving her.

‘Dating a single mom’ The Flash preference

Barry Allen: 

You had been seeing Barry for a few months now and he still had neglected to know about your three year old son. You didn’t want to scare him off right out of the gate so you simply withheld a little information. You had learned from the past that not everyone wants to date a girl with a child from a previous relationship. Your son was your world, he was a very kind and silly boy and he never failed to make you smile. His name was Ryder. You had decided now was a good time to tell Barry of his existence. 

“Hey Barry?” 

“Yes sweetheart?”
“Could you maybe come over…there’s something I need to tell you.”
“Okay! I’ll be there in about five minutes okay?! Is everything okay?!” 

“Yes I just need to tell you something.” You felt Ryder tug at you pant leg as you hung up the phone. You giggled at your son as you scooped him up. Tickling his stomach and blowing raspberries. Before long there was a knock on the door as you asked Ryder step into the hall for a few minutes. You opened the door to see Barry holding a bouquet of flowers. Your heart swelled. 

“Oh Barry!” You cooed as you hugged him. You let him in as you locked the door. You turned to him and ushered him into the living room. 

“There’s something I have to tell you…”
“There’s something I have to ask you actually.” You both spoke at once with a giggle as you motioned for him to go first.
“Well uh…we’ve been seeing each other for awhile and I was wondering if you’d…like to be my girlfriend?” Your eyes widened. “Or not! You know what just forget I even asked!” He said as he stood up. 

“No that’s not it at all! I just…I haven’t…been completely honest with you.”
“Oh my god you’re married.” 
“NO! Heavens no!”
“Oh…thank God.”

“I have a son.” 

“Huh!? Barry said in utter shock as you bit your lip. Barry swallowed hard. 

“That’s it?!” You nodded as you brushed your hands on your pants nervously. 

“Can I meet him!? Unless you don’t want me too!” He asked fighting back a grin. Your jaw dropped as your son peaked from the hall. You nodded at him before opening your arms. 

“Ryder this is mommy’s close friend. His name is Barry Allen.” Ryder smiled at Barry as Barry waved. 

“Are you mom’s boyfwiend?” 
“Only if you let me little man!” 

“Who is your favowite superhewo?”

“I’m a big fan of the Flash…” Barry bit his lip as Ryder removed his thumb from his mouth with big eyes. 
“Mommy’s new boyfwiend is cool!” Barry laughed as Ryder squirmed from your arms as you gently set him on the ground. 
“Momma can we watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! Barry will you watch it with us!?”
“Of course I will Ryder.” Barry smiled. And after months of being together, and although Barry wasn’t Ryder’s real dad, Barry treated him like his own and loved the both of you with his whole heart. 

Cisco Ramon: 

Cisco and you had been dating for eleven months but you had told Cisco about your nearing one year old daughter Amelia about two months into the relationship. He didn’t have a problem and asked if he could be apart of Amelia’s life. You had of course said yes. He was very good with Amelia and you were so grateful that he didn’t run like the other guys you had previously seen. Cisco had moved in with you and Amelia and it paid to have an extra set of hands to help raise her. 

You and Cisco were throwing Amelia her first birthday and everyone from Team Flash was there. You all cooed as Amelia ate her cake in a messy fashion. Cisco had taken the father role in Amelia’s life and you didn’t want it any other way. 

“Look at little Amelia eating her cake like a big girl!” You cooed as she squealed and slammed her hands up and down causing the cake to go everywhere. 

“You my messy baby aren’t you Amelia?!” Cisco cooed as he ignored the pieces of cake flying into his long hair. 

“Dada!” The party became silent as Cisco’s jaw dropped. You looked as Cisco with tears in your eyes as you let out an airy giggle. Cisco quickly reacted by taking Amelia’s little hand as you wiped a tear. 

“Yeah Amelia..I’m your dada!” He cooed as Caitlin recorded the whole thing. 

“That was sweeter than the cake!” Caitlin whispered as Barry nodded as Iris smiled wildly. You kissed Amelia’s cheek as she bat your nose causing icing to get on your face as you giggled. Cisco laughed as you swiped some of the icing before putting it on Cisco’s nose. He shook his head as you quickly stood up.

“I’m going to clean up Amelia and then it will be present time!” Cisco shook his head as Amelia babbled wildly. Caitlin and Iris helped you clean up Amelia while Cisco talked with Joe and Barry and Harry and Julian. 

“I think I’m going to marry that woman.” He sighed as he wiped the icing of his nose. 

“I’ll go to the wedding as long as they serve this cake.” Wally pipped up from behind them causing them to laugh. You brought Amelia as Jesse brought the gifts to you guys. Amelia clapped giddily as Cisco took her from you. You smiled as he ‘helped’ her open her gifts. 

You definitely had a keeper. 

Wally West:

Wally was at Jitters getting coffee for the team when he felt a tug on his pant leg. He looked down at a little girl no more than two. He smiled as he knelt down to her size. 

“Hello!” He said as she smiled back. 

“Have you seen my mommy?” She whispered as tears filled her big eyes. Wally immediately felt what some would call a fatherly instinct overcome him as he scanned the area. 

“No I haven’t…what’s your name?” 

“My name is Poppy.” She said as Wally nodded. 

“Well Poppy what is your moms name?”
“(Y/n).” She sniffed. 

“Hey no need to cry! We’ll find her okay?!” She nodded as Wally held out his hand for her. 

“Poppy?! Poppy where are you?!” Wally turned as his eyes widened. He wasn’t expecting you to be as gorgeous as you were as you ran and Poppy threw herself into your eyes as you clutched her tightly. 

“Mommy it was so scary!!! But Mr. Wally helped me find you!” You looked up to Wally as you blushed. Wally was quite handsome and you couldn’t deny it. 
“You must be (Y/n)?” He asked as he put his hand out for you to shake. You took it with a grin. 

“I am! Thank you so much for keeping Poppy safe. She has a tendency to run off.” You blushed. Poppy looked between you and Wally as the two of you both stood grinning at each other. 

“Mommy likes Mr. Wally!” Your eyes widened. As you quickly scooped her up. 

“C’mon Pop!” You tried to leave but Wally stopped you. 

“Would you like to get coffee sometime?” He asked rubbing the back of his neck. You nodded with a blush. 

“Can you believe that was a year ago?” Wally asked as you were cuddled into his side. Poppy was fast asleep between you two as you shook your head. 
“I’m happy it did though….or else I wouldn’t have met you.” 
“Me too darling. I couldn’t imagine my life without my two girls.” He whispered as he kissed Poppy’s forehead before kissing your lips as you cupped his face. The cold metal of your promise ring making him smile. 

Julian Albert: 

Julian had dated you in high school, but you both broke it off shortly after your senior year. Unknowingly you both moved to Central City. Except you had a few extra with you. No you weren’t married. You had your twin children. Two little boys, Asher and Elliot. He saw you at the park and took a deep breath before approaching you. You were grinning at something before he coughed. You jumped slightly and turned to him. You smiled as he smiled awkwardly. 

“Hey! Julian! It’s been forever!” You grinned while hugging him. 

“Hey (Y/n)! What are you doing here at the park?!” 

“I-I’m here with my sons.” Julian’s eyes widened in shock as his eyes fell to your hand, searching for a wedding ring. You knew that’s what he was doing as you sighed. 

“No dad in the picture if that’s what you’re wondering.” 

“I’m sorry.”
“I’m not.” You chuckled. He saw two little one’s run behind you. Hiding behind your legs. 

“I think you have two shadows.” He chuckled as they poked their heads out. 

“Asher, Elliot, this is Julian. Mommy knew him in high school.”

“Did you and mommy date?” Asher asked bluntly as you blushed. You looked down at your four year olds. 

Julian nodded. Elliot looked at Julian as Asher looked up at you.

“Do you boys like ice cream?” He asked with a growing smile. Both boys eyes widened as the shouted a yes. 

“Let’s go then! My treat!” 
“You’re much cooler than mom!” One cheered. He chuckled as you both walked to the little ice cream shack as you and Julian talked. 

“You don’t have to Julian.” You said as you looked at him. 

“I insist. I haven’t seen you since….”
“I left for college.” 
“I missed you.” He stated as you stopped. 

“I missed you too Julian.”

“Then can we go out for dinner sometime? You can bring Asher and Elliot and you can tell me how to tell them apart.” He chuckled heartily. You giggled with a nod. 

“I’d like that a lot.” 

Over seven months later and the boys saw Julian as their dad. You couldn’t complain. You were both in love and considering that you were always mistaken for a family. You became one. 

{PART 11} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook opens up to you more about his family - while keeping your attention off the elephant in the room. However, the rosy feeling doesn’t last long when Jungkook drops you home to your apartment.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1}// {Part 10} {Part 11} {Part 12}

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Different | 02

Summary: You weren’t like them. You didn’t submit yourself to experiments, unlike them, you didn’t have a choice in becoming what you were. Now, years later Mr. Stark has sent you over to Queens to watch over one of his newest proteges in order to get your mind off of your sister.

Word Count: 3,135

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader/Spiderman x Reader

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A/N: Thank you all so much for helping me reach that many notes! I worked on this maybe a day and a half, so that’s why it’s shorter. I wanted to focus more on the reader and Peter for this one so I hope I captured that, basically I got the inspiration form when Gwen meets with Peter in The Amazing Spiderman 2. For the next chapter, it’s gonna be quite long so it may take me a week or so to finish. Please like, reblog, comment, or ask! I appreciate the feedback! Enjoy sweeties!


You were leaning against the bus with the other Decathlon members as Cindy loaded her bags onto the bus when Peter runs towards your group, out of breath. Upon catching his breath, he looks over at you, just about ready to talk to you when Michelle stands in front of you, blocking your view. Her arms are crossed over her chest, and her hip is tilted toward the left which meant only one thing, Michelle was mad.

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A Certain Elegance (II)

Or in which the team sees the security footage of Lance torturing Joras. 

If you haven’t read the first one and felt like the torture scene was cut off or simply just not enough, here’s the cctv along with the team’s reactions to  A Certain Elegance 

*** I am extremely sorry for taking this long to post this! I had trouble with the structure and flow of this story that I had to scrap the whole thing and rewrite it over and over- it sucked!! (And it still is in my opinion). But I’d rather post it now than not post at all, right? So I guess I’m apologizing for two things: 1) That this took so long to write, and 2) That the structuring and flow might be a little iffy..***

Caution: This turned out longer- waaaaay longer- than what I planned!

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To say that Shiro was concerned was an understatement. Being the Black paladin does that to you. He had to juggle being a leader and being a friend to the other paladins, balance between being stern like a General, and being considerate like a friend. He thought he’s been doing a good job so far, ordering the others around with a firm tone and patting their backs for a good job; until now. 

The other paladins- Keith, Hunk, and Pidge- were already in their lions waiting for the wormhole from the Castle of Lions, all except the Blue Paladin. Shiro tried to play no favorites when it comes to his teammates, giving them equal attention if need be, but Lance was beginning to occupy most of his thoughts. 

“Yo, my dudes. Aww you guys so sweet, waiting for me.” Lance’s face projected in his lion’s screen. 

“About time.” Katie’s face popped up on his screen. 

“I was outnumbered Pidge, get off my case…” Shiro let them drone on into a harmless squabble of words against words, but one thing stole his attention. 

Shiro may have been used to the sly and seemingly innocent act Lance pulls during diplomatic missions, but the splatter of blood on his helmet was a surprise. ‘Maybe it’s alien blood. He did say he was surrounded.’ He thought, wishing the cold tendrils of suspicion let him go. 


The tendrils of suspicion didn’t let him go. Instead, it gripped him tight and held on for dear life. 

 "If you’re such an amazing paladin, what did you get out of that Galra ship, Keith?“ 

"Well, me and Hunk, managed to hack into their servers.” Keith held out a small thumb drive, “You are looking at the ship’s security footage from the year it was used until we sacked the place." 

"Ha, don’t make me laugh.” Lance opened a zipper in his flight suit and fished out a data pad, “Behold! The data pad containing all information about the ship’s plans, course, slaves, meal plans and all of the above! Beat that, Keith." 

Keith scoffed, "For all we know, that data pad’s full of malware and alien porn." 

"It’s from one of the Generals who supervised Shiro in the pits, mullet head…" 

Blood. 

There was blood splattered everywhere on Lance’s white and blue armor, from his helmet, his breastplate down his knee guards. There were also dark spots on his black flight suit that Shiro assumed it was alien blood not Lance’s. He met the princess’ eyes and they both had the same suspicion. 

What the hell did Lance do this time? 


'Shit,’ Lance thought, 'of all the things they could find, they’d have to find security tapes.' 

 After the debriefing in the Bridge, Lance made his way to the showers. Lance walked in strides, letting his long legs do their work. He undressed in a way where he’s taking off armor and flightsuit in an efficient way yet not looking like he’s in a hurry, like he’s not a bundle of nerves. 

The blood on his hands was still warm as well as the memory of blade gliding across skin, leaving a trail of vibrant red. Lance shivered despite the warm spray of water against his body. The thrill of letting loose a part of him that he badly kept a secret was a complete euphoric feeling. It was like the flood gates were finally open, setting free the torrent that was the Salazar in him. And for it to be contained yet again because of a thumb drive the size of- well - his thumb, Lance scoffed at the cruel joke that was his life.

He scrubbed at his chest, reliving the sensation of warm blood and tears on his fingers. 

Oh-

He lifted his hand to his face. Lance watched the beautiful crimson of Joras’ blood wash away from his fingers like it was never there. He frowned with the thought of the others finding out that part of his life. 

Lance was and never will be ashamed of who he is. He planned on telling the team about his upbringing and his family, but now was not the time. They are fighting an intergalactic war, the fate of the entire universe are on their hands, they don’t need any distractions right now. That means no surprise attacks in the form of him being a mafioso was needed. And also, Lance was wary on how the team would take it. Will they look at him differently? Would they treat him at an arm’s length?

A feeling of warm comfort hummed in the back of his mind, gently waving through his body.

Blue.

Blue sent him feelings of acceptance and assurance, telling him that the team will understand, that they will not think badly of him. Lance smiled at the comfort that his sentient lion was sending him. But he was still reluctant about the cctv footage. There has to be a way where the team doesn’t find out he’s a Salazar and still hold on to the high of being one.

A mischievous spark of an idea jolted Lance out of his thoughts.

“Of Course!” Lance exclaimed and hurriedly looked for anyone who might have heard him.      

When he was sure no one was listening, Lance started formulating his plan. But little did he know, he was smiling that Salazar smile once again.


“Knock, knock. Pidgey, open up!“

Pidge looked up from her laptop and sighed. She knew that voice, heard it over and over again until she can pick it out in a crowd.

Lance.

She groaned when the knocking hasn’t stopped. What she would give for some peace and quiet-

“Pidge, you know I come from a big family, I can do this all day!”

“Alright, alright, I’m coming, geez!“

PIdge trudged to her door and placed her hand on the pad on the wall. The door opened to a Lance wearing that stupidly soft robe with an equally stupid green goo on his face. 

“What do you want?“

“Well hello to you too, Katie.“

PIdge gave Lance a pointed look.

“I’m just here to give you the data pad I retrieved from the Galra ship, no need for your sass, Pidgey.”

PIdge took the data pad from Lance. “Is that all? If you haven’t noticed, I have a shit ton of video feed to go through.”

“Oh I noticed alright!“ Lance unceremoniously waltzed his way inside her room. With Pidge’s dwarf like height, she doesn’t exactly have the ability or the energy to stop him. 

“I mean look at this room!“ He gestured at the scattered clothes and the multitude of wires all tangled up that occupied most of the floor and the bed. “There’s more junk covering the floor than, you know, actual floor. And look at you!” Lance pointed at Pidge and leaned closer to take a sniff, “You reek, Pidge. Have you eaten anything since we arrived? Please tell me you at least ate something before you planned on binge watching years worth of security footage.“

Pidge was touched, really she was, especially when Lance was acting more like a mother to her than the space brother she dubbed him as. But Lance acting like a mother hen sometimes can get a little overboard. Like that one time he lectured Pidge about brushing her teeth before going to bed, he texted her every hour reminding her to brush her teeth.

“Will you leave if I say I did?“

“That depends,“ Lance crossed his arms on his chest, “are you telling the truth?“

Pidge was about to say yes but her stomach whaled a guttural cry like the traitor it is. She opened her mouth to argue but closed it again because Lance was smirking at her.

“Nice try, Pidge.“ Lance made his way towards her drawer and pulled out clothes and a tower, “Take a shower, the one I taught you with the scrubbing and the conditioning, understand? After that, you will eat. We just raided a Galra ship and took all of their rations, Hunk went wild with his cooking. I promise the food tastes divine.“

Pidge was tempted to do just that, hell, she could almost feel the warm water on her skin. Then her gaze slid on her bed and saw her laptop. Right, she has a job to do. 

“Lance, I have videos upon videos to watch. I don’t have time for a thirty minute shower-“

“Nuh-uh.“ Lance placed a finger on her lips, stopping her from reasoning out. Pidge tried to chew that finger but Lance pulled his hand back and ruffled her hair, “I know when you can do stuff and when you can’t. In your current condition, you can’t. In a matter of hours, you’ll find yourself sleeping then chugging mugs of coffee. I know you, Pidge.“

“No, you don’t under-“

“Katie/‘Pidge’ Holt/‘Gunderson,’ if you don’t take care of yourself I will. I’m one step away from dragging you to the bathroom and giving you a bath myself.“ Lance ruffled her hair a bit more before smiling softly at her, “Go. I’ll watch the videos for you. Go!“ Lance gave her a little push towards her door.


Pidge plopped down on her bed, her hair still a bit damp after her thirty minute shower Lance routine. She felt light as a feather. She picked up her laptop and placed it on her lap. The notepad program was open. She clicked on it and saw a typed message from lance: 

‘Hey Pidgey, I ran your Galra translation program on the videos and it seems that it didn’t place the videos in the right order. Some are in the right order though, but some are definitely misplaced. I sifted through the earlier videos and marked them whenever something interesting happened. Remember if you need some help, don’t hesitate to ask for it, ok? 

xoxo Lance.

P.S. I left you snacks under your bed, be sure to eat them when your vision starts to blur :)’

Pidge scanned the file names of the videos Lance listed below his message. There weren’t a lot, which she expected. It was a courier ship, the most exciting thing that must have happened was when they were carrying prisoners, which- based on Lance’s notes- happened only twice so far. Pidge clicked on the file containing all of the security footage and confirmed that it was truly out of order, she expected that too. Her Galra translator still had a few kinks she needs to fix but at least she has something.

Pidge cracked her knuckles and adjusted her glasses. 

“Let’s do this,” then she clicked on the next video.

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Naptime

Elizabeth was yours and Shawn’s first child. She was a sweet, yet sassy young girl with brown bouncings curls. She had just turned three and Shawn was going to bring her on tour, so she could not only see what he did for a living but so she could hear him sing also. She has always wanted to see her dad perform live, but she’s never seen him on stage, in person at the same time.

It was around four am when Shawn got up to go to the gym, making it a point not to wake you while he got ready. You already had to get up a five to get Liza ready to leave for tour and he didn’t want to take away any more rest time from you than he already had to.

When Shawn returned, you were in the bathroom brushing your hair.

“Hey, pretty girl” He smiled, walking in and placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Hey, how was the gym?” You asked him, smiling at him through the mirror.

“Shit, today’s leg day so I wasn’t loving it at all” He shook his head before grabbing a towel out from the cupboard.

“Ah, unlucky” You said playfully, putting your hairbrush away in a draw, “Okay, I'm going to get Liza and get her ready and dressed and then,” You paused thinking over your morning, “We’ll eat something and then we will get going” You walked out and down the hall to your daughters room.

The small copper fairy lights hung from her window, leaving a calm effect on the room. You crouched down next to Elizabeth’s toddler bed, gently rubbing your hand across her forehead. She stirred from her peaceful rest at your light actions, it didn’t surprise you that she awoke so early, she is a very light sleeper after all.

“Hi, baby-girl” You cooed, continuing your small motion. Liza groaned slightly at her early awakening. You helped her sit up as she motioned her hands towards you meaning she wanted cuddles. You brought her into your arms, holding her for a good couple of minutes before, standing up and going over to her cupboard, picking out some warmer clothes appropriate for the cool weather outside.

“Hows my little girl this morning?” Shawn’s voice appeared. You looked over and he had gotten changed into some black jeans and a light blue hoodie, a colour you think he should wear more often.

“Very tired,” You glanced down at the dozing toddler on your shoulder.

“No, I’m not” Liza argued with you. Shawn chuckled as he took her from you and bringing her into his own arms.

“Is that so?” He smiled at her.

“Yeah, I’m not tired, I’m excited to go to stages,” She said while impressively, but visibly fighting off a small yawn. Liza called Shawn’s shows stages because she associated the stage with his performances

“Okay, well if you get dressed for mommy and daddy we can get there quicker” Shawn bargained with her. Elizabeth got dressed just like Shawn asked, she woke up more as she ate her pancakes with her strawberries, slightly bopping her head along to the soft sounds of A Team by Allday. Shawn smiling when he looked up from his phone to look at his small daughter.


Shawn pulled up out in front of the bus and got Elizabeth out of the car, she had fallen asleep on the way here so Shawn tired his best not to wake her up as the three of them entered the bus. Andrew smiled as he saw the small three-year-old dozing on Shawn’s shoulder. Andrew was one of Elizabeth’s biggest fans and everyone knew that this small girl had her dads manager wrapped around her finger since day one.

“How are the Mendes’?” Matt -Shawn’s friend from back home- asked came into the lounge part of the bus. Liza’s eyes fluttered open from hearing Matt’s loud voice.

“Ah, nice one man” Shawn said playfully as his daughter rubbed her eyes.

“Uncle Matty” Elizabeth gave Matt a small sleepy smile. Matt came over and took her from Shawn’s arms and Elizabeth gave Matt a tight hug with her small arms around his neck.

“What about me?” Andrew whined. Elizabeth looked up from her position and a wide smile broke out on her face when she saw Andrew.

“Gerty!” She laughed. Matt carefully threw Elizabeth down onto the couch Andrew was still sitting on and she gave him a hug just like she did Matt.

“You excited for tomorrow?” Matt asked him, bringing him into that man-hug that guys do.

“Yeah, I mean nervous but mostly excited,” Shawn laughed.

“Y/n, how you doing?” Matt smiled giving you a hug too.

“Tired, but that’s okay” You laughed slightly.

“Well, we’re all tired y/n, stop your whining,” A voice said from the entryway of the bus. It was Geoff.

“Uncle Geoff!” Elizabeth squealed, looking over as Geoff.

“Hey munchkin, what’s going on?” He picked her up from the plush couch.

“Not much,” She laid her head onto Geoff’s shoulder. She let out a small yawn making every erupt in faint ‘awes’.

“I think somebody’s tired” Shawn smiled at his daughter. He noticed that her breathing had evened out and her face had lost all expression. She had fallen asleep.

“Naptime?” You asked. Everyone fainty laughed at your remark. Shawn grabbed Elizabeth from Geoff , picking up his daughters small suitcase you had brought in and took her down into the bunk section of the bus. He laid her on the bunk that had Shawn’s name over the top of it and unzipped his daughters bag, grabbing out her favourite light yellow blanket.

He laid it over the top of her and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead, leaving his sleeping daughter to rest up before the show.


Does anyone want sort of a part two at the show?? 

Invisible, Chapter Five

Summary: Cursed as a child, you have lived your entire life invisible and alone. When deaths start happening in your town, the Winchesters come rolling in to investigate. What will happen when Dean is the first one who has been able to see you since you were a kid? Will Sam believe that you’re real? Will Dean believe you when you tell him you haven’t killed anyone? And why, after all of this time, is Dean Winchester the only one who can see you?

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A/N: following the boys in this chapter. :)

word count: ~1500

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are you gay?

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Originally posted by sexypapichulo


Request: “can you hit ‘em with that she’s the man ‘wait you’re a chick?’ moment. keep it short and sweet please”

*posting a few really short imagines till I get through some of the longer requests*

requested Carl Gallagher imagine (it’s only 1700 words… that’s short and sweet, right?)

“Hey can I ask you a question?” Carl asked as he and Ian were lounging on the couch watching Wicked Tuna. “Yeah what’s up,” Ian replied, thankful that someone had broken the silence. “How did you know that you liked dudes?” Carl asked; he had asked Ian the question before when he was younger, but this time he seemed to truly want to know.

“I don’t know, I guess I always knew. Why?”

Carl crossed his arms as he turned his gaze from the tv to his brother, thankful that Nick was out doing his own thing and not present for the conversation. “I have this friend, and like, he likes his friend who is a guy but he doesn’t know what to do because he can’t tell if that makes him gay or not.” Carl’s words were hesitant and Ian saw right through them. “You’re not gay Carl. You’ve been thinking about fucking girls at least 50 times a day since you turned 10.” “Yeah but like, I like him, like a lot.” “Like who?” “JT!” Ian pinched the bridge of his nose tightly at his brother’s stupidity, “How does liking JT make you gay?” “Because he’s a dude and guys who like guys are gay, right?” Ian opened and shut his mouth trying to figure out what to say, partly hoping that Carl was just fucking with him. “I think he’s gay too, he’s been like flirting with me and touching me a lot and I don’t know what to do because I like it.” Ian started to laugh and finally stood up, too in shock by Carl’s obliviousness, and started to walk up the stairs yelling, “Just tell him at school tomorrow,” putting emphasis on the word ‘him’ and laughing to himself.

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Carl walked to school, Nick trailing behind him, and completely ignored Dominique when she tried to speak to him. He thought he had a slight crush on her, but clearly that was a figment of his imagination because he was gay now that he liked JT. When he saw the familiar camo jacket and Timbs, Carl lifted his arm and waved his hand slightly, making Nick nod as he continued ahead without him. Carl then adjusted his back pack as he stepped in front of the curly haired boy, watching how he casually dapped up a blonde girl, and then slipped his hand into his pocket to stash away the money she had slipped him in the process. He waited until the girl was gone before he stepped into JT’s line of vision. “Hey white boy, what’s up?” JT asked, dapping up Carl and smiling brightly in a way that made Carl’s stomach flutter a little bit. “Are you gay?” he blurted out in response, cussing out loud when he realized how stupid that was. JT’s eyebrows furrowed at the question, “No. I mean, I think girls are hot and shit but I wouldn’t fuck one.” A confused expression slipped onto Carl’s face at his friends answer.

“So you are gay?”

“No I don’t like girls…”

“So…gay…”

JT was exasperated now, “I like dick, Carl. I’m fucking straight”

Carl really looked at his friend and suddenly her words clicked. “Wait, you’re a chick?” he asked loudly, exclaiming the obvious. “Are you blind Gallagher? I know my tits are small but shit, they’re not non-existent. And what, are you deaf? You didn’t hear my fucking voice?”

“I just thought you’re balls hadn’t dropped yet!” Carl yelled back, “Wait, are you fucking with me?”

JT rolled her eyes, and ran her hand through her short curls; when she had gone through with the big chop, she hadn’t thought she’d be mistaken for a guy so much. But she realized that she might have fueled the fire when she discovered her love of baggy comfortable clothes. So for the sake of not further confusing her dumbass friend, that she had started to have some pretty serious feelings for, JT shrugged off her backpack and tucked her thumbs under her sweatshirt, lifting it up until it was bunched up at the base of her neck. Carl’s jaw almost dropped as he stared down at her chest, particularly at her left nipple where a silver bar was resting. But God clearly was not on his side as Dominique approached him once again, pulling his attention away from the titties. She had started to flirt but he didn’t even hear her words as he waived his hand in a ‘get lost’ motion, a quick “can you fuck off?” escaping his lips before he turned back around to see JT’s chest covered up by her sweater, a light blush on her cheeks. “So I’m not gay for wanting to fuck you,” Carl stated in realization, a weight lifting off his shoulders. “You wanna fuck me?” JT asked with a sly smile. “Bad.” He admitted. JT bit her lip as she bent down to grab her backpack, “How ‘bout you take me out tonight Gallagher. You’re sister works at Patsy’s Pies, right? We can like, I don’t know, get dinner and shit. Like a date.” Carl still looked a bit confused but he nodded, watching as she walked into the building.

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Carl sat nervously in the booth at Patsy’s as he waited for JT. Fiona couldn’t help but giggle as she watched him from behind the counter. She filled a glass with soda and snuck over to his booth and slipped into the opposite side, sliding the glass over to him. He nodded at her as a thankyou but didn’t take his eyes away from the door. “You nervous about your date?” Fiona asked with a huge smile. “Nah. Bitches don’t make me nervous,” her brother replied coolly, making her roll her eyes and wish she was closer so that she could grab him by one of his braids. “Yeah but JT’s not a bitch. She’s a sweet girl, who I thought was a lesbian by the way.” Carl laughed, “Yeah well I thought she had a dick, so I win.” Fiona laughed, but stopped when she saw her brother freeze and slowly stand. She peaked behind their booth and grinned before slipping out and back to the kitchen where she could spy on the teens.

Carl didn’t even know how to feel when the front door opened and in strolled the curly haired brunette, her body that was usually clad in baggy men’s clothes was instead donning a black mini skirt and a cropped sweater. Her usually tight curls were looser and she had a little bit of makeup on her face. All in all, she looked fucking gorgeous, as usual. “Hey,” Carl called out, shutting his eyes so that he could internally scold himself for not saying something cooler, and when he opened his eyes she was right in front of him repeating his greeting. They stood in front of each other awkwardly before Carl got a hold of himself and motioned to their booth, where she sat down in Fiona’s previous seat. “So to start things off, maybe I should introduce myself,” she laughed, as she reached out to steal his soda and take a sip, “My name is Jessabelle. Jessabelle Torres. You should know that since we’ve been kickin’ it since you got out of juvie, but I figured that if you had, you wouldn’t have thought I had a dick.” Carl laughed as he settled down across from her, “Well when G-Dog’s boys introduced us they just called you JT and I don’t know I just never bothered to ask.” “We’re dealers Carl, not masked superheroes. You’re allowed to know my identity.”

Carl rolled his eyes but before he could respond, Fiona was standing in front of them with a big smile and two menus. “Hi JT! You look pretty today,” She greeted his friend, pulling her out of the booth so that she could do a turn and show off her entire look. He tried not to focus too hard on her ass, that he couldn’t believe she was hiding under those baggy jeans, and gave Fiona an annoyed look. “She looks pretty every day,” he muttered as he picked up his menu and skimmed through it, JT sitting down and doing the same. They both ordered their food and sat in an awkward silence until JT started to laugh to herself. “What?” he asked, a small smile of his own present on his face. “Why is this so weird?” she asked him and he sighed. “I don’t know. This morning you were my main ni-“ “Say it and I’ll slap the shit out of you, white boy.” Carl rolled his eyes and continued, “You were my guy best friend. And now you’re a fine ass hunny. I don’t know how to feel.” “How about relieved?” “Trust me, I am. I was doing some nasty shit with your Instagram pics that don’t seem so bad anymore.” “You’re fucking gross Carl.” And just like that, things were back to normal. They sat in the booth and ate while they laughed and talked thug shit as usual until they left the diner.

Carl walked her home and up to her front door where he looked down at JT, looking as though he had something to say. “What’s up?” she asked and he placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her from going anywhere. “You know how this morning I told you I wanted to fuck you?” JT nodded with a smirk but let him continue. “I… you… I can’t think of a way to say it without sounding like a pussy so I’m just gonna say it. You look hot as fuck right now in this little skirt. Like, 10 outta 10: would smash. But I like you a lot, and I’d still smash even if you never wore it again and you went back to dressing like a guy tomorrow. I don’t know what I’m saying. I just really fucking like you and what you wear isn’t gonna change that because I’d fuck you in whatever you wore as long as you’re you.” JT smiled and she lightly pushed his hands off of her shoulders before stepping onto her toes and pulling his face down to hers by his chin, lightly kissing his lips and pulling away to see his eyes still closed for a few seconds. “You promise?” she whispered, not wanting to fuck up the serenity of the moment. Carl nodded and kissed her one more time before jogging down her steps and walking back home, excited for tomorrow.

Not What He Expected-Part 5

This is an A/B/O AU

So here it is, my FIRST A/B/O series featuring Alpha! Dean/ Omega! Reader (not Destiel). I am still a Samgirl to the very core of my being, but I thought it would be fun to try something different for a change.

You meet Dean Winchester in a bar when he attempts to come to your rescue after a drunk Alpha tries to take advantage of you.  He quickly realizes you’re not what he expected.  You’re a very independent Omega who is used to speaking her mind.  He’s all Alpha, but there is just something about you, an attraction that makes him want to know more…….

Part 1 (All parts are linked)

Master List

Text messages are in bold.

*This chapter fills my “sunset watching” square on my @spnabobingo card

I spent the days until the weekend enduring constant comments and teasing from Cas and Jimmy. The bickering got so bad that Babi finally ordered them to leave me alone. Darcy came by to visit and the immediately filled her in on current events in my life.

“Sorry to hear about the divorce, Darce. Your Alpha is a dick. He doesn’t deserve you.” Jimmy and Darcy had dated in high school and we’d all been friends for years.

She smiled sadly. “Thanks, Jim! I just wish it didn’t take me so long to realize.” She turned her attention to me. “Where have you been? I haven’t heard much from you since that night at the bar.”

Jimmy and Cas exchanged a look. “That’s because she’s been too busy panting over that hot Alpha she’s seen seeing,” Cas told her gleefully.

“He’s okay if you like tall green-eyed Ken dolls,“ Jimmy said with a smirk.

“Wait a minute….” Darcy began, shooting me a look. “Is it that Alpha from the bar?”

“Maybe,” I said sheepishly. “His name is Dean.”

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Faking It- Adrinette Month Day Eleven

The worst part is that sometimes, it almost feels real.

He’ll look at her, as the cameras flash, and kiss her cheek, and he’ll feel her blush beneath his lips, and it will feel like she actually loves him back. Not just as a friend, or someone to ward off the fans, but as a real boyfriend. That always ends in him feeling everything crash down, as soon as he remembers, or as soon as she reminds him.

“Whoo! They really ate that up, didn’t they?” she laughs, on the roof that night. “The kiss was a nice touch, Chaton, really made it look realistic.”

“Thanks,” he smiles up at her, hiding the way it stung him to hear. “You did great too. I could almost think you were actually in love with me. You’re a great actress, my Lady.”

She grins at him. “Well, at least the creepy propositions have gone down for the most part… at least, on my end. You?”

“Yeah, me too,” he nods. It’s true. The fans that used to bug them constantly have, generally, ceased to do so. He’s not sure the toll on his emotions is quite worth it, but if it makes Ladybug happy, then he’ll comply. He’ll continue the farce of a relationship that he desperately wishes were real.

“Something wrong?” she asks. “You don’t seem yourself, are you okay?”

He puts on the practiced smile, and her eyes widen, instantly streaked with worry. That was not the reaction he was going for. She stands up from her perch, coming up close to him. He steps back, and her eyes narrow further. “Yes?”

“That smile is definitely not real. It’s an insult to me. I have a friend who uses the exact same one, and you can’t fool me with it. What happened?” she demands, grabbing his hand. “Tell me. Maybe I can help.”

“I don’t think you can…” he lets the smile drop. “It’s my own fault. I don’t want to bother you with it, it would only upset you, and then everything would be even worse.”

She sighs, shaking her head. “Chat, no. You’re my friend, you’re allowed to tell me things, especially if something’s bothering you. I promise, you won’t upset me.”

He cringes away. “You don’t know that.”

“Yes I do. Chat, I really care about you…”

There it is. The words that are true, and he’s so glad they’re true, but… don’t mean what he wants them to. He can’t keep himself from cringing away, leaving her hurt, confused. “I… I can’t.”

“Chat, you have to let me-”

“I don’t have to do anything,” he crosses his arms, looking up. “I can’t tell you, because then you’ll either get mad or feel guilty and I don’t want either of those things to happen, I just want things to be normal, but… but it’s hard to let things be normal when you know you can…”

“Can what?” she looks very hurt and a little alarmed at this point. “Chat, please-”

He cuts her off again, this time by pressing his lips to hers. Her lips are soft, and warm, and so, so still… Not kissing him back, even a bit. He steps away. “When you know you can kiss the girl you love, but only when the cameras are flashing. When everyone’s talking about the romance you know will never be real.”

She gasps slightly, shaking her head. “Love…?”

“Yeah.”

She slowly closes her eyes, and seems to crumple. “Oh my god… Chat, I had no idea, I swear I would never have suggested faking a relationship if it had even crossed my mind…”

“It’s not a big deal. It’s kinda hard, sometimes, but it’s not that big a deal.”

“If it’s hurting you, then yes, it is a ‘big deal,’ Chat!” She stands up straight, looking him in the eye. “Listen, I… I may not… return your feelings, but you’re still my best friend, Chat. Knowing this doesn’t change that for me.”

He breaks his gaze away from hers. “Thank you…” he can’t let himself cry. Not in front of her. Not over something like this. He knew she’d reject him, when it came down to it. He shouldn’t feel this hurt…

Then her arms are around him, and he can’t hold back anymore. “Let it out…” she murmurs, as he sobs into her shoulder.

The news of the “Break Up” fills the tabloids the next day.

Documented Feelings | Part I

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Jung Jaehyun x Reader

Warning/s: Rollercoaster ride of emotions lollll

Summary: Your class requires a documentation of you being in a relationship with someone until death do you part. It didn’t require you to fall in love, though.

A/N: That was a cheesy af summary Hi i’m backkkk!!!! This isn’t a request but my friend gave me this idea then bam! bus?! lol But here you gooooo lol sorry for sucking at responding to requests because ideas don’t come that often in college lol! Enjoy my friend

This will be divided in two parts. This is the first one!

and this shit is unedited okay i shall go back to reading the taming of the shrew bye

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(the gif doesn’t seem like its fitting but idgaf yoonoh is so cute TT)

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How We Care

Originally posted by nctinfo


Rated: M for Smut, Angst.

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader xYuta

Summary: The story of secrets, deciet and greed. Three characters with unlikely alliances and one common goal; power. Jaehyun is stuck between his own thirst for power and his need for the one thing that could take away everything. Yuta has ambition growing from an unlikely alliance and convinces himself to do anything to protect it. Between both of them is her, ambitious but with one weakness, she does all it takes for Jaehyun, even if it’s putting herself aside. But how long can she hold up her own fragile games?

(A/N): I might name OC, I don’t really like using (Y/N), It’s just a personal preferance, I have nothing against it. It’s getting difficult to keep using pronouns too, I guess it doesn’t really work for longer works.

Mini Masterlist



After a month of constant work she woke up to a sore body and a headache.

“Fuck.” She whispered to herself as she sat up. Reaching for her phone she dialed her assistant’s number.

“Yes ma’am?” She answered immediately.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to come in today. E-mail anything important that comes up today, I’ll finish them at home.” She raked her mind to recall anything important she had today.

“Ma’am you have a meeting scheduled with a Mr Naka.” She cursed but rolled her eyes at the very unsubtle alias.

“I’ll handle it.” She murmured more to herself.

“Ma’am are you unwell?” Her voice sounded concerned.

“It’s nothing, I just have a headache.” She gave a get well soon and she smiled.

“Oh one more thing?” Her assistant hummed, “Try to avoid Mr. Jung today.”

She took a long hot shower to unwind her muscles but it seemed to be a futile. She got out groaning somehow feeling worse, it was definitely a fever.

She dried her hair and sat down on the bed dialing Yuta’s number. He picked up after three rings.

“Yes?” His voice sounded distracted.

“Good afternoon Mr Naka.” She said as her lips tugged at the edges.

“Oh it’s you. Sorry I didn’t check the id.” His tone changed a little.

“You seem busy, sorry for distracting you.” She offered her best professional courtesy.

“Not at all. Tell me what do I owe this pleasure to?” She heard the smile in his voice, he was always smiling.

“I won’t be able to meet you today-.”

“Why?” He asked before she could finish making her huff in annoyance. She hated being interrupted.

“I won’t be able to meet you because, I may be ill. I don’t think I can go out.” She sighed at how stupid this all was.

“You may be ill?” He questioned.

“I am ill. That’s all I had to tell you Mr Nakamoto. I’ll call you when I-” He interrupted again.

“That’s fine. Just give me your address, I’ll come to you.” She frowned.

“There’s really no need for that, I’m not going anywhere.” She tried to show him logic.

“You haven’t given me anything in a month.” His voice sounded playful.

He toyed with a pen with a grin that didn’t leave his face, he was starting to enjoy teasing her a lot.

“Fine I’ll just meet you outs-”

“Don’t be stubborn.” She huffed again as he cut her off and his grin just grew wider,  “Just tell me where you live, It’s not like I’ll post it on the internet.” She mumbled a begrudging fine and hung up. As soon as he received the text he got up and grabbed his coat.

“Yuta!” A voice called him urgently. He turned around to see his colleague looking at him, “Where are you going?”

“I have a new lead, I’m going to go follow it up.” His colleague sighed at his words.

“I knew you’d forget.” Yuta only looked at her lost.

“I set you up on a date with my friend today?” She questioned him, trying to make him remember, “You asked me to do it you brat!” She threw a pen at him in annoyance.

“I’m so sorry, but I have to get this story. I’ll meet her in the evening.” He shifted in his spot, more restless than guilty. He walked away after finishing, not waiting for a reply.

An hour later Yuta stood in front of the door of an apartment, his palms somehow sweaty. He blamed the bag in his arms as he knocked on the door, but he couldn’t explain his dry mouth.

“Why do you not have a doorbell?” He asked as soon as the door opened. He stood back a second to take in the sight in front of him, there she stood in pajamas and a large jumper. Her hair was a mess and she was in glasses, sniffing as she wiped her nose. Yuta was so used to seeing her in precisely tailored clothes, heels and immaculate make up. He wasn’t expecting her being so human.

“I don’t need one. Plus the sound is obnoxious.” She said with a hoarse voice that made Yuta feel bad.

“It’s a good thing you’re really sick. I thought you were avoiding me.” He said with a laugh to lighten his own mood.

“You give yourself too much credit. Come in.” She moved out of the way for him to enter.

“I bought lunch.” He said raising the bag in his hand. He turned back when she didn’t respond to see an unknown expression on her face.

“You didn’t have to do that.” She said after a moment’s hesitation, he smiled in return.

While eating he noticed how tired she looked and how red her face was. He ate quietly, it was none of his business and he knew it but he chewed the inside of his cheek.

“Don’t you have anyone to take care of you?” She looked up at him like she was not expecting that question. She then looked like she didn’t even understand what he meant.

“You’re sick and you keep working.” He pointed at her open laptop on the table, “Don’t you have anyone who will make you something warm to drink and buy you medicine?” His eyebrows knit together and she felt more confused. He sounded almost angry. She couldn’t understand why.

“I took a painkiller after I woke up. And I can take care of myself.” She said with a confident voice.

“That’s not what I asked you. I don’t doubt that you can take care of yourself, I’m asking if you have someone who will take care of you anyway.” He understood that he was crossing a line but he couldn’t stop himself from speaking.

“No.” That’s all she said as her expression hardened. He picked up their empty bowls before she could get up.

“Go to bed. I’ll stay till you’re asleep and clean up for you.” He said with a tone that left no room for argument.

“Why are you doing this? Why do you care?” She asked baffled.

“I told you, you’re no use to me dead. Go to bed.” She was still baffled but she obeyed, not having the energy to fight.

Yuta finally sat down satisfied after the place looked organised. He finally picked up his phone and cursed, seeing a string of messages from the girl he was meant to meet today. He typed up a quick apology, stating he had a sudden emergency and then threw his phone to the side. He’d been waiting for this date for weeks, but now his life had suddenly been altered. He needed to prioritise now if he wanted to realise his ambitions and he knew who held the key to that.

He went to the store to pick up some fever medicine and ingredients for his grandmother’s udon soup. He remembered how his grandmother took care of him when he was sick, putting a moist towel on his forehead, feeding him her udon and telling him stories till he fell asleep.

He was busy cutting vegetables when he heard a loud knock. He walked up to the door and opened it, not expecting Jung Jaehyun to be on the other side.

“Who are you?” Jaehyun’s voice sounded annoyed.

“I’m a friend. I’m just taking care of her till she gets better.” He said cautiously, not knowing what he knew.

“Gets better from what?” His voice was bitter and laced with distrust.

“She has a fever, we were supposed to meet today to, uh, catch up.” Yuta laughed awkwardly.

“Where is she now?” He let out a frustrated groan.

“She’s asleep.” He raised a brow, “I’ll let her know her boss came when she wakes up. Yuta saw his expression hardened and he smiled.

“I need to know when my campaign manager can’t come to work, let her know that.” Jaehyun gave him a curt smile, “I didn’t catch your name by the way.”

“Nakamoto Yuta.” He extended his hand and Jaehyun shook it.

“Hope to see you again soon Yuta.” His voice was cold despite his words.

“Hopefully.” Yuta laughed.

She sat up as Yuta offered her a bowl. She took it and mumbled a groggy thanks and he chuckled.

“Did you make this?” She asked after having a taste. He nodded proudly and she gave him the same unknown look.

“You’re being so kind I don’t know what to say.” She mumbled with a shy voice, a blush sneaking up her cheeks.

“My grandmother told me that no grandson of hers should ignore women, children and the sick in need. You are two of those, I just don’t want to be disowned.” She chuckled at his declaration. Yuta decided he liked the sound.

After she finished he took the bowl away and came back with a glass of water and two pills. She let out an incredulous scoff but took the contents from his hands.

“Oh your boss came by before.” Yuta informed her like he remembered suddenly. She froze at his words, hesitating with what to say next.

“W-What did he want?” She was careful.

“I guess he wanted to know why you didn’t come to work today. He could have just called but I guess you deserve a little extra.” He laughed more to himself, she picked up her phone eagerly and lit up the screen. 57 missed calls and 17 messages.

Fuck.

She sighed and threw her phone onto the bed.

“You should have woken me up.” She groaned as she rubbed her forehead.

“I told him you were asleep, he didn’t ask me to wake you. He knows you need rest.” She wanted to scream. The guilt was eating at her, was he worried the whole day? Did he shout at everyone more than usual because he was annoyed at her? Was he afraid?

“It’s fine.” She lied, “I’ll call him tomorrow morning.” Yuta nodded.

“You call me cocky, yet you don’t even tell your boss you’re taking time off.” She smiled at that. He was right, maybe she did get a little cocky. He won’t exactly fire me.

She walked Yuta to the door as he instructed her on when to take her medicine.

“Thank you, for today.” She was overwhelmed but still her gratitude was genuine, “I’ve never had anyone take care of me like that.” Yuta couldn’t describe how his heart felt at those words.

“I’ll come back tomorrow to check on you.” He grinned at her.

“That won’t be necessary Yuta.” She said gravely and he laughed, ignoring the way his insides felt when he heard her say his name. He walked out of the building with a small smile on his face, noticing a car on the other side of the road. A bike passed by at that moment, illuminating a somewhat familiar face inside the car but Yuta was busy thinking of how maybe she wasn’t as daunting as she seemed.

Jaehyun watched as he watched the guy from earlier walked away from the building, he briefly glanced at his car but made no note of it. Jaehyun waited till he was gone completely to step out and walk into the building.

His knock on the door was answered by a smile that seemed to fade when she saw him.

“Expecting someone else?” He asked, his tone razor sharp.

“I was going to call you.” She avoided making eye contact, stepping aside as he stepped in and gently shut the door.

“When? After I get a call from the hospital?” He tried expertly to hide the misery in his voice, she noticed.

“It’s not that bad.” She backed away from him a little, the space suddenly suffocating.

“That was the guy from the gala right? The one you were talking to at the bar?” He moved closer as she moved away.

“Hm-n-yes.” She struggled with her words.

“I didn’t know you had any friends, or maybe I don’t know about this particular one.” He dropped his jacket on the floor.

“I-Jaehyun stop I’m sick you’ll catc-” She turned around to walk away but he already grabbed her and turned her around. Kissing her like a starved man, she tried to push him away but his body was much stronger and his mind was more unwavering. He guided her back till she dropped onto the couch. He stood over her watching as he loosened his tie, taking in the sight of her breathless and flushed. He sat down at the edge where her legs were, picking up one to place on the back on the sofa behind his neck, and one on his knees, situating himself salaciously between them.

He smirked at her as she watched him carefully, like a deer watching a tiger, wary of each move. He gently traced patterns inside her thigh, watching her bite down on her lower lip, still watching his face.

“I was so worried today.” He turned his head to kiss her leg, tracing his lips on the smooth skin, “I couldn’t focus on anything.” He turned to look at her once, satisfied she was still watching, “I finally decided to just come see you before I went insane sitting and waiting.” He continued to brush his lips against her soft skin as he traced patterns on the other leg.

“You could have just asked me assistant.” She winced when he suddenly bit down where his lips were, tracing his tongue over it after to soothe the pain.

“I did. She told me you told her not to say anything.” His hand moved up her thigh and down, breaking her skin into goosebumps.

“I was so irritated, I just wanted to come see you to settle my nerves.” His hands came up to her clothed heat, tracing up and down the slit in an infuriating pattern.

“But then some guy is at the door instead of you.” He pushed her underwear aside, “Talking to me like I’m some intruder, telling me he’ll pass on a message to you?” He chuckled darkly as he inserted one finger into her easily, making her gasp softly.

“I wanted to pull him out from here, show him his place.” Her back lifted off the sofa as he pumped harder.

“Announce exactly who I am to your friend.” He slid another finger in, curling them inside and making her mewl.

She heard the sound of her own blood rushing mixed with the sound of his fingers pumping in and out at an unbearable pace, she looked again to see him watching her, his eyes wild. He smiled down at her when he noticed her watching, his dimples prominent even from the strained angle.

She moaned his name.

“Say it again baby, I love hearing you say my name like that.” He kept up his pace and she said his name again.

“Just like that, just for me.” He pressed his thumb down on her clit and she came whimpering, breathless and satiated.

They stayed like that for a while before he quietly got up and noticed she was already asleep, he sighed and picked her up in his arms and took her to her bedroom. She groaned and writhed in his arms when he lifted her off the sofa.

“Go to sleep.” He said firmly and looked down to see her watching him. He smiled genuinely but she kept looking at him, then she lifted her hand and brushed it gently under his eyes.

“You look tired.” She said.

“So do you.” He countered.

“I’m sorry I made you worry today, I should have called.” He laughed, gently placing her on the bed.

“You must be really sick if you’re apologising to me.” He sat down at the edge and looked down at her lovingly, running his fingers through her hair like how he knew she liked it, “Do you want me to stay?” His voice was incredibly quiet. Like he was afraid of something breaking the bliss they were currently sharing.

“If you want to.”  She said but moved into the bed anyway. He only smiled and nodded.

“Your clothes are in the second drawer.” He got up and followed her instructions, emerging from the bathroom later in a t-shirt and joggers. He quietly slipped into bed after that and pulled her close to him, she knew that she was uncomfortably warm but Jaehyun didn’t seem to mind.

You’d do that for me ? (Jason Todd imagine)

Requested: Yes
Request:  Could you please do an imagine where the reader and jason are dating but he gets scared something is going to happen with the reader so he breaks up with her but When the batfamily find out they’re angry bc they know how much he loves her so he tries to win her back??
Summary: Jason breaks up with you, for your own safety, but the Batfam doesn’t like it one bit. 
Word count: 626
Warning(s): none

He couldn’t sleep, it was the early morning hours, a blue light pouring on to the floor from the window. He had been staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours. His thought’s always coming to the same point. Always the same conclusion. 

He finally had enough. He quietly got up, not wanting to disturb your peaceful sleep, you momentarily stirred, before going back to your peaceful state. He pulled on his jeans, grabbing his T-shirt, before gathering the rest of his things.

He pulled out a small envelope from his bedside drawer, it had taken a lot of time to get to this point, but with all the villains in the city, he just couldn’t risk the chance of losing you because of his love for you.  He didn’t want to be the reason for your demise, in a way it’s selfish, but in another it was safer for you.

Dear y/n,

I’m so sorry for having to do this to you, but I believe that it would be safer for you and I can’t bare to know that you could get injured, or worse die, because of me. We can’t be together any longer. 

Please understand me,

Jason Todd

He set his sights on the only place he new to go for now.

Master Jason, a pleasure to see you,” Alfred greets, as the bright sun scorches the back of Jays leather jacket, he just gives the older man a firm nod, before stepping in. “Where’s Bruce?” He asks, setting down his duffel bag. “I believe he’s still in the cave, tweaking his suit,” Alfred informs, before going to prepare lunch. 

Heavy footsteps fill the large space, Jason know’s you’ve seen the letter by now and he know’s that you hate him now probably, but it was better and safer for you. “Bruce ?” Jason says, not seeing the man.

Over here.” Bruce says quietly, from behind one of the large armor cases. Jason leans against the glass case, observing what Bruce was doing. “Look Bruce, I was wondering if I could stay here, In the manor, for a little while,” He tells him. Bruce sets the things in his hands on a metal table, before taking a look at Jason. Jay was obviously tired, slightly anxious and looked as if in pain. “Why can’t you stay with y/n, in your apartment?” Bruce quirks an eyebrow. “I broke up with her.” He answers, looking away.

Why?” The older man questions, leaning on the table. “It’s safer for her that way.” He explains, Bruce shakes his head in disapproval. “You’re going to regret doing that, but yes, you can stay.” He answers, Jason immediately leaves the cave, bunkering down in his room upstairs.

Bruce can’t help but sigh, knowing that Jason made a bad mistake. The next time someone saw Jason was when dinner was served. At first everyone ate in peace, but then Dick’s curiosity got the best of him. “Why aren’t you home?” He asks, stuffing more grub in his mouth. “I broke up with y/n,” He mumbles, continuing looking at his food. “Why?” He asks, trying to get his brother to speak. “It’s safer that way.” He answers.

You know this is Gotham right, she’d be safer with having you around, at least you could protect her, “ Dick states, as Tim and Damian nod. Jason holds his head in his arms, “It’s too late now,” Jason says.

We could help you get y/n back,” Damian mumbles, as Tim and Dick share a knowing look. “You guys would do that?” Jason asks, earning a nod from all three, a unnoticable smirk on Bruce’s face.

He loved his son as much as any father would, but he knew Jason belonged with you.


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Originally posted by alvrmorata

Hii guys, just something that came to mind and I decided to write. English is not my first language, so, I’m really sorry for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy it ;)

Summary: (Y/N) is exchange student, having a bad day missing home, so her best friend suprises her.

Warnings: Possibly grammar errors

FREDAG 14:30

The bell had finally rung.

And the day was finally over, and before anyone could stop her for a small talk at the hallways, she was already at the bus stop, taking the first bus to her little apartment not too far from there.  

(Y/N) was having an awful day, and it wasn’t because the day didn’t go as planned, everything went perfectly fine, school was fine and her grades were good; it was just the feeling deep in her heart she usually felt a few times during the year, the feeling she couldn’t put into words because in this new language, it didn’t exist.

She enjoyed being an exchange student, she felt lucky and blessed to have this opportunity. Being independent and living alone, exploring a new culture was exciting, having new friends, and she enjoyed as much as she could, but she couldn’t help missing her country, the tropical weather, the food and her family.

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Wanted - Jungkook Scenario (Angst/fluffy/slight smut) - Part 7

Originally posted by icons-bts

PART 1 / PART 2 / Part 3 / PART 4 / PART 5 / PART 6

A/N: I hope you enjoooy and send me your thoughts on the story!

Members: Jungkook x You ft. Jimin & Taehyung
Genre: angst, fluffy, smutish
Warnings: badboy, cussing, mature
Word count: 2889


Bright light was lighting up your room, as the morning came, sun came up.
Jungkook slept on the other side of the bed, he layed on his back, one of his arms on his stomach other one next to you. Staying up long with you was no problem. Even thought he was tired, he didn’t wanted to show it.
You didn’t cry whole night. He made you laugh and smile. You forgot about the situation you are in for a while.

Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair as he takes a deep breath.
“Are you tired?” you asked looking at his eyes
“No” he shook his head and smiled
You knew he is lying, you saw it in his eyes.
“I am a bit” you said looking at your pillows
“I’ll leave then-“
“Jungkook, stay” you said and looked up at him.

Two of you stared at each other. Looked at each other for too long to be just friends. Jungkook slowly looks away and nods his head.
As you both lay down, Jungkook turns to the side, turning his back towards you. He didn’t want to cuddle or anything like that, still you have someone in your life and it’s just not right.
“Goodnight.” You said softly
“Goodnight Y/N” Jungkook said back closing his eyes

You turned off the light and turned your back towards him too. So both of you were laying down away from each other.
Jungkook opened his eyes and stares into the dark, same as you. Both of you felt something, some feeling wanting two of just turn around and be close to each other. Some strange energy pulling two of you. But you had to resist. You were so happy that he came, came to calm you down and make you smile.


Opening your eyes, you see Jungkook next to you still sleeping calmly. You take a deep breath and rub your eyes.
Right away you took your phone in your hands and hoped to see a message from Taehyung, but there was none. You felt just a horrible feeling in your chest, but tried to stay calm and just positive at least a little.

You got ready for school and still Jungkook was sleeping and you walked over to him and shaked him a bit. Slowly Jungkook would open his eyes and then close them again.
“Jungkook we need to go” you said quietly

He finally opens his eyes and looks at you, he was dead. He didn’t want to get out of the bed.
“Let’s go friend” you smiled and pulled his hand a bit
He sighs and sits up first.
“Can I use the bathroom?” he asked
“Yeah of course” you nod your head

It took him 10 minutes to get out. All he did is wash his face and fix his hair.
“I’ll drive” you said

In the car two of you sat down and listened to music while driving to school.
“Thank you for… Yesterday” you quickly look at him

Jungkook smiled and leans back.
“No problem Y/N.” he spoke

His favorite song came on and he started to sing along.
“Heeey nicee voice” you smiled
Two of you sang along and you got too much into it so Jungkook laughed hard and covered his ears
“Stop nooooo” he spoke and you slap his arm and two of you smile at each other

You park the car and as expected everyone started to look at two of you getting out of YOUR car.
They were confused or just didn’t believe to see two of you.
Taehyung stood by the front door and saw two of you. He instantly felt such anger and jealously and thought the worst.

He licks his lips and doesn’t take his eyes off two of you. He wanted to punch the shit out of Jungkook, but shout at you, let you know how angry he is.
He clenches his jaw and slides his hands into his sweatpants pockets.

As two of you walked towards him, he noticed how both of your facial expressions change.
You were serious and didn’t know what to do. Yet Jungkook wasn’t afraid to stare at his eyes. So he stared at him.

For a second you didn’t know what to do, should you stop and talk to Taehyung or just walk pass, because he doesn’t deserve to know how you been, even to hear your voice. He’s been such an asshole towards you and you didn’t know why and right now at this moment you don’t really care. Why would you be the first one walking up to him after this situation? Why? You want to see him try, want to see if he will do anything.  
Taehyung feels slight wind across his face, as two of you just walk pass him. He closes his eyes and looks down.

Sitting down in the cafeteria with Rose, all the way across you could see Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung sitting down at the table together. Three of them didn’t speak at all. Jimin kept looking down at his phone and ate, Jungkook was looking around and Taehyung stared through the window.

“Y/N” Rose said and you turn your head towards her
“Are you okay?”
“I don’t know. I walked pass Taehyung today, not even a “hello” or anything.” You said looking down at your food
“Honestly thinking, if you want me or want to be with me, try and show me the effort.” You look at her

You wanted to cry how helpless you felt. You think you are done with him, like just done, you will let him try, you will see if he actually wants things to work out. But deep down you know you just can’t be done with him.
You keep trying, calling, texting, trying to keep everything going.

You keep hoping. Because hope blinds you but it keeps you alive, happy. Nothing will ever happen like you imagine it will. The worst feeling ever is not knowing whether you should wait or give up.

“I believe you need to be stronger Y/N. I know you can be. I love you okay?” Rose puts her hand on yours and you smiled
“I love you too” you nod your head


Few days ago you used to check your phone all the time, be on it just if Taehyung calls you or send you a message. You didn’t want to check it anymore. Not anymore.

Jungkook, 11:03AM: Can you meet me outside
Y/N, 11:03AM: I’ll be right over

You turn off your phone and take your bag and books, walking out. Jungkook stood by the door.
“Y/N”
“Oh fuck me” you put your hand on your chest as you got scared
Jungkook smiled a bit
“Sorry”
“What’s up” you stood next to him
“Taehyung didn’t speak to me whole day. Did he send you anything?”
“Why he didn’t? You didn’t do anything to him and nope, nothing”
Jungkook looks around and takes a deep breath
“He thinks something happened between us as we came to school together, I bet you on it.” He spoke as his eyes fall on yours
“I just- I wonder why is he like this all of sudden towards me” you sigh

Jungkook watched your face, just you. How tired you looked, helpless, sad, unhappy.
He felt such pain because he wants to tell you but he can’t. Even though in back of his mind he knows he’s making everything worse for two of you just by not telling you, keeping this a secret.

“But enough about me… What about you? Find any girls?” you smiled and elbow his arm as he smiles widely
“Well meeting up with a girl tonight” he looks at you
“Oh nice” you nod your head
“Jealous much?” he teased
“W-wha- Jungkook” you laugh and slap his arm, you were just at loss of the words
“I know you are” he winks and bell goes off
“To class Y/N” he added and pushed you a bit




“I am glad you called again” she smiled as she kissed Jungkook’s lips
“I had to baby, I missed you” he smiled and took off her shirt, throwing it on the floor

She licks her lips, closing her eyes as Jungkooks’ lips meet her neck.
He pushes her on the bed and she bit her lip. Jungkook took off his shirt and climbed on top of her.
He attacks her neck and lips, as his hand unbuttons her jeans. He moves away and takes them off with a little help of hers. She couldn’t help but moan a bit how she wanted him so bad.

She pushes him, and Jungkook lays on his back, watching her up and down. Her face gets closer to his and she kisses him passionately. His hands slide down her smooth back and unclipping her bra and pulling it off. He massages them as she kisses his lips.
Soft lips of hers kiss down his chest, abs until she unbuttons his pants, quickly pulling them off. Both of them smiled and she slide down his boxers and revealing the fullness he was packing.
She licked her lips before taking a long swipe up the underside all the way to the tip where she enclosed your mouth around him.
Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a moan.
She was fitting him as much as she could into your mouth before pulling back up. She knew Jungkook liked that.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he moaned, bucking his hips up just as she deep throated him.

Within a second he flipped her over and kissed her thighs slowly, teasing her as she was waiting, moaning. He felt her heavy breathing. He smirks and takes off her panties slowly, his face was between her legs, as he kisses his way down her thighs.
First of he starts with teasing kisses and licks, which made her moan loudly, not just wanting his tongue but more.
Seconds later her started to suck and lick more and more, holding her hips up so he can push his face farther into her.
Loud moans escaped her lips
“Jungkook…” she moaned and slid her hand down and tugged on his hair.

“You taste so fucking good baby”  he spoke

He pushes his finger into her and his mouth moves up to her clit as he blows onto it before sucking it causing her to shudder and moan loudly. He goes faster and faster causing her moans to get louder.

Quickly he moves up and presses his lips against hers, sliding himself into her, she moans against his mouth. He liked hearing her.
Staring slowly then he would pound into her faster and faster.
“Ah fuck” Jungkook groans

Moans mixing together as the pleasure becomes almost too much to handle so Jungkook started to go faster and faster as he felt her and himself being close.
“You’re so fucking tight” he moans

As both of them came, he pulls it out and spreads his cum over her stomach, as he collapses next to her. Both of them were breathing heavy.
“Fuck” she said

“Jungkook” she spoke after few minutes of silence
“Yes?” he said still staring up at the ceiling
“What are we?” she turns her head towards him
“Nothing.” He said and looked at her
“We fucked over 4 times. This is at least being friends with benefits” she got all serious
Jungkook looks away and sighs
“I don’t know”
“I hate but love when you are this cold, like fuck that turns me on even more” she laughs
“We’ll see each other at the club?” she added
“Of course” he smiled

She got dressed up and walked out the bedroom door.  He got up and walked over to the bathroom, taking a shower and was getting ready to go out after a while.

He been at all these parties at someone’s. Now finally going to club, which he loves more.




Walking in with Jimin, there was people, but not many. Jungkook and Jimin found each other a table and sat there.

Not expecting anyone familiar, Rose and you walk in. He swallowed hard he saw you. You were so sexy and the most hottest girl in the club.
Two of you searched for a table and found one across the club. Jungkook licked his lips and smiled looking away, he  was happy to see you.

They stood up after a while of drinking and just THE song hitting them.
“I’LL HOLD YOU DOWN, I’M ON MY WAAAY” they sang together, pointing at the DJ smiling widely.
“Want you here right now” Jungkook sang and looked your way, finding you staring at him, singing along too. Two of you smiled at each other. He winks at you and you did same and licked your lips looking away.

You looked better. Matter of fact you wanted to feel better. Just to forget about stuff that stress you for a minute and go out and have fun.
Jungkook and Jimin walked over to you guys and hugged you both.
“How come you guys are here?” Jimin asked
“We wanted to have fun!” you smiled and raised your shot in the air.

Jungkook smiled and raised his shot in the air too.
“Cheers”
Four of you take the shot
“WO” Jimin smiled and jumped a bit.


After some time, Jungkook was sitting down on the mini couch right next to your guys table. He was drunk, so were you.
He didn’t stop smiling how happy he was, happy himself but happy for you to be this way. Dancing, singing just having fun once in a while. There are no tears going down your face, you’re not sad.

You walk over to Jungkook.
“Move a bit” you spoke
“There’s no room” he said and smirked
You nod your head and turn around. But you had to. And you did it. You found your way, sitting on Jungkook’s lap, facing him.
It was so wrong, but right.

Jungkook was about to put his hands on your thighs, but knows it’s not right thing. You took his hands and placed them on your thighs. Two of you stared at each other. Eyes, lips, eyes, lips.
“Jungkook…” you whispered
“Y/N…” he spoke softly as he didn’t break the eye contact

“Guys Taehyung is here” Rose spoke
You got off immediately and Jungkook stood up. Taehyung walked over to you guys.

It was so awkward. Everyone just watched him.
“What’s up dude” Jimin said
“I came here to drink” Taehyung laughed
“Let’s do it!” Rose smiled just to break all this awkwardness

Everyone took their shot. Taehyung looked at you and you at him. He just looked away, not caring.
Your mood was different through the whole night. Since he walked in, all that happiness was gone. You just wanted to drink, drink enough to forget he is here, forget his name.
Taehyung was getting on your nerves, he wasn’t paying attention and not noticing you at all. You felt so angry.

Jungkook watched you time to time just to see your reactions.
“Y/N are you okay?” he walked over to you
“I hate him- I hate him” you repeated
“Calm down please.” He spoke
“WHY IS HE LIKE THIS” you shouted into Jungkook’s face
You put your hands on your head. It was all the alcohol hitting you, hitting you right in the feels.

Rose, Jimin and Taehyung heard you shouting at Jungkook. Taehyung was curious what was going on. He was actually a bit worried. Was Jungkook telling you something, was he hurting your feelings?

“WHY do I always fall for someone like you, like you guys. I ALWAYS get hurt, always!” you start to tear up a bit
“Y/N”
“NO JUNGKOOK, I won’t fucking calm down” you look up at him and he looks away then back at you

“Yah what are you doing to her?!” Taehyung grabbed Jungkook’s arm and Jungkook looked up and down at him
“The fuck you want?” he moves his arm away from Taehyung’s
You wipe off your tears quickly.
“Why are you upsetting her? What are you doing to her?!” Taehyung shouted in Jungkook’s face.

Jungkook tried to keep calm and not to punch him right here, right now.
“I. Am. Taking. Care of Y/N” he spoke very calmly and slowly
“You taking care of her? She’s crying” Taehyung points at you
“SHE’s CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU FUCK” Jungkook shouted as loud as he could

He was done, full of bullshit and everything, he had to spill out everything now. He can’t hold it in anymore.

“I was there for her, to make her happy when you CHEATED ON HER” Jungkook shouted

Taehyung face went shook and your jaw dropped a bit and you kept looking at him.
Taehyung didn’t know what to say. He was speechless. Jungkook looked at you and you were already in tears.

“Y/N-“ he said
“You knew? You knew all this time?” you looked at Jungkook
“I was protecting you” he tried to grab your arm
“No” you said and pushed him away from you

Walking pass Taehyung. You stop and slap him across his face.

“You know what is the worst thing about you cheating on me?”
“I trusted you this whole time.” You said to his face and took your walking away

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Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Story Prompt: What if you got an alert on your phone every time someone thought of you? What if the alert told you what that person thought of you?

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

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Summary: A mysterious app appears on your phone and you can’t seem to get rid of it. You discover that it notifies when someone thinks of you, and one fateful day, you accidentally send Yoongi to the nurse’s office.

Alert!AU

School!AU

Edit: There’s a part 2 now! you can find it here


You knew this would happen eventually. You were careful of your image after you learned what the app does, but you couldn’t stop yourself from crashing into the lead basketball player, Yoongi. Everyone was there, watching you humiliate yourself in front of one of the highest ranked students. 

Heat rushed up to your face as you quickly avoid eye contact with him, apologizing repeatedly. You not only bumped into him, but at your velocity, had managed to completely knock him to the floor. 

And maybe he had to go to the nurse after that.

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I Want You to be Safe

Hey there, you lovely people!  

Because General Hoff is my new favorite thing (and can there really be too much General Hoff? LOL I think not). Sooo I had to write a fic about it (and Hiccstrid), of course!

Shoutout to @dragonlovertr for this idea and also being the one I send all my rough drafts to LOL. What would I ever do without you, girl? <3 

Also, there is a scene in here that I based off of @tarched new and AMAZING General Hofferson fanart. Thanks for letting me use it, buddy! 

Originally posted by tarched

Hope you guys enjoy this! 


Astrid strode out of the Haddock house and wrapped her arms around herself. Winter was officially here and it was getting colder by the minute. 

She walked down the many steps that led into the village and began searching for the new chief. The girl strolled past buildings and houses that were finally rebuilt. There was still some ice here and there, but Berk was finally starting to look like it used to…before Drago Bludvist. 

As she made her way through the village, some of the fellow Vikings smiled at her and some gave her an annoyed look. Change was difficult for some. So, losing their chief and getting used to a new one was hard for many. She was getting the same looks now, with the announcement of her new role. It didn’t bother Astrid at all, not like it seemed to trouble Hiccup. She would tell him not to worry, that it will take time to earn their trust. He would agree but she could tell it still ate at him a little. 

The girl spotted Eret heading up to the Great Hall. 

“Eret!” Astrid called from the bottom of the steps.  

He turned around, “Astrid?” 

“Have you seen Hiccup?” 

Eret stood in thought for a moment, his hand on his chin, “I think the last time I saw him, he was flying down to the docks.” He pointed in the direction, like Astrid wouldn’t know where the docks were. 

“Thanks!” Astrid turned back around and headed that way. 

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the-amazing-p3a  asked:

It's been to long, hun. <3 I was wondering if you would write a modern sonamy fic based on the song "If I Could Tell Her" from Dear Evan Hansen because this song literally makes me cry when I hear it. It's not perfectly canon but gosh it's a beautiful song

(x)

Missed you too, lovely!!! 

For those who don’t know, Nikki was in the Sonic comics wwwayyy back in the old days! He would be pretty pathetic… but then, when wishing to be strong, he turned into-! DA-DA-AAH! Sonic The Hedgehog! The hero and everything! Amy was dating Nikki, but she secretly also had a crush on Sonic.

So, Nikki IS Sonic! :D It’s a ‘split personality’ that Nikki is unaware of.

But because you want Modern, I thought of a great twist! What if Modern Sonic puts on glasses and wears one of Tails’s old sweatshirts? Amy runs into him and thinks she’s made a mistake! I think this’ll go nicely together :)

I hope this ‘twist’ will be better than what you wanted! :D When I heard the song, it was the first thing I could think of! If not, I’ll happily rewrite it more to your preferences :)

Prompt:

Sonic, after feeling Amy bump into him, at first wanted to act his usual way. He was wearing this type of ‘disguise’ mostly to go unnoticed without getting stopped by spectators wanting an autograph or other crazy fan girls chasing after him on what should have been his leisurely stroll around the place.

Lots of buildings had been taken down and remastered into beautiful new locations for tourist attractions and the like! Sonic had to get in on it! But with all the people… especially people only used to seeing him on the news, he wanted to avoid publicity.

Taking Tails’s old sweatshirt and getting fake glasses, he tried to blend in as a tourist or civilian.

Amy was gonna blow his whole cover!

He shied away and tried to wave his hand down, about to tell her to quiet down before she pulled back, and looked embarrassed.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! You just reminded me of someone else!” she patted his back which launched him a bit forward. Stumbling, he was suddenly reminded as he flailed his arms about that this was similar to his encounter with her when he was a big, hairy beast.

But there was no excuse for this other than the Superman disguise effect…

Glasses.

Sonic looked up, balancing himself from the impact of her hand’s force upon his back and center of gravity.

It was all in the glasses this time.

That, or Amy really needed a pair of her own.

Feeling a bit offended at first that even now she couldn’t tell it was him, he folded his arms and tapped his foot, hearing her spout out her apologies as if rehearsed for moments like this; and especially play the cute card.

“I’m really sorry about that!” She closed her eyes and scratched the back of her head slightly, sticking her tongue out before giving him a closer look, putting a finger to her mouth…

“But you really did look an awful lot like…”

“…Like?”

He leaned forward, smiling. He figured she may just need a second look.

She blinked a few times, before grinning nervously and turning away, putting a hand up in a fist by her face. “Nah, it was just my honest mistake.”

He frowned.

Pulling back, he put his hands on his hips.

“Still! You could pull of Sonic The Hedgehog if you lose those glasses and tacky clothes.” she tugged on his sweater, looking over it as he flinched back.

Sweat dropping, he silently thought of how Amy could kinda tell it was him, but couldn’t put two and two together… so it seemed.

He sighed, and smiled, thinking he could have fun with this, he gestured a hand out and continued the conversation; acting completely innocent to the reality around him.

“It’s okay, miss. And you’re name is..?”

“Amy!” she happily piped up, and he realized she totally fell for it. Even after hearing his ‘softer’ voice, she couldn’t tell it was him. “Amy Rose!”

He decided to act like a shyer boy, hoping to throw her off even more as he leaned forward and put his hands behind his back.

“Not THE Amy Rose?” He innocently leaned back, as if surprised.

“O-oh… you… you haven’t heard of me, have you?” She blushed, and covered her face, swaying back and forth. “I didn’t realize I was so popular!”

“Oh, of course! I know all about you!” Sonic continued to act it up, pleased by her reactions. “They say you’re the cutest girl in Sonic’s team.” he winked.

“Ahhh~ The press can be so darling~!” she chimed, getting more animated before fluttering her eyes to him and placing a hand out in front of him. “And you are?”

“M-me..? Uhh..” his glasses slopped a minute, symbolically showing his disguise slightly loosen a little, before he pushed them back up and smiled back down to her. “I’m … Nikki! Nikki The Hedgehog.”

“Ah! I knew you were a hedgehog!” Amy pointed, and grinned as the two shared a rather precious moment, before Amy continued on, thumping her chest. “Well! I mustn’t falter in finding my precious Sonic! Hope you enjoy the sights, Nikki!” she waved to rush off, but Sonic wasn’t done with her just yet…

“H-hang on!” he called out, holding his arms out as she turned around, curious as to why he had stopped her from leaving.

“Is something wrong?” She looked over her shoulder. “You lost or need directions or something?”

“More like something.” he continued to play the sweet boy and looked shyly modest and humble as he ducked his head down a minute.

“The truth is… I once met Sonic.”

“What!?”

The evening was spent with Sonic (Nikki) walking around and exploring the sights with Amy, keeping up his disguise. He liked how she didn’t fawn so much over him when he was Nikki, and rather enjoyed her ‘normal’ company, which he didn’t see so often.

He didn’t pull any moves or anything, but there were moments where he would look over her shoulder, and smile, thinking her calmer self more desirable than the Amy he always encountered as himself.

They ended up getting ice cream, “My treat!” Sonic winked, thumbs up’ing in his signature way which almost blew his cover as his glasses slipped again when she stared at him suspiciously.

She shrugged it off though, to his relief.

“You sure do act like him, how long did you say he stayed with you on your farm with your grandpa before taking off after saving you from the fire started by Eggman?”

He had dug a pretty deep hole of a backstory… so he realized.

Sweat dropping again at having forgotten his fake story of how he met himself, he sat down by a bench near her as she accompanied him; giggling and grinning the whole way as she happily ate her ice cream.

Her little but frequent licks made him raise an eyebrow but think it rather humorous. She would never eat that way in front of him. To her, it was too messy and unlady-like around her one true love!

He kinda mocked at that. Liking her more when she ate naturally, and without restraint.

“Oh, that’s right. I think he stayed till his feet were cooled down from all the running.” He looked away, faking remembering, before he got a wicked idea pop into his head.

“Hey… I think I just remembered.” He looked forward then.

“W-what?” Amy looked concerned, as he looked away, trying to avoid her curiosity but secretly feeding it.

“I-It’s nothing… he might not want me to tell you about it..” he closed his eyes and folded his arms, “Hmm..”

“T-tell me! Tell me, tell me, tell me! Was it about me?!” Amy tugged back and forth on him, making him laugh internally while pretending to be startled on the outside.

He weakly smiled up at her after she stopped shaking him. “I-It was about you… yes.”

“W-what did he say… Sonic talking about me?! Eeep!” she let him go, totally in shock, before looking forward and then covering her face, blushing and squee’ing as she rocked side to side.

Sonic looked over his shoulder, smirking wickedly, before looking back to her as kind as any manipulator in a golden opportunity to prank his friend could be.

“He said you’re rather pushy.”

Her whole face flinched into white.

A single leaf rolled by in the wind, before she shook him again. “That’s not funny! Tell me the truth!”

“Wha-ah-ah! Okay, okay! But you have to promise not to tell!” he squinted his eyes, before thinking that was enough and he should probably say something kinder to her.

“He… He said…” before he could think of another comeback, he suddenly noticed her eyes slopping down and the genuine concern in them.

He realized his error was more than a few simple nice words could fix, and sweat dropped a moment as he thought more sincerely about what to retort back with.

“He said…”

He saw her eyes sparkle with hope, her mouth slightly open, the anticipation of something kind from her hero’s lips made him realize this had to be something that would last with her…

Or screw her up.

“Ehem.” Actually growing truly shy, Sonic looked away, a faint pink on his cheek as he put his hand over his mouth, lifting a leg stylishly up on his knee, something he would naturally do, but his character, Nikki, wouldn’t.

“He thought you were… Awesome.”

“..He thought I was awesome? Sonic?” Amy rose an eyebrow, before scoffing.

“Definitely!” Sonic turned back to her, growing in confidence a bit with the help of the disguise…

“How!” Amy leaned forward, pouting demandedly as she was fully paying attention to his next little ‘story’.

“Well…” Sonic rolled his eyes to the side, now getting kinda awkward and nervous.

“…He said… There’s nothing like your smile. Like sunshine you could feel.”

“Really?” she pulled back, amazed.

This reaction gave Sonic even more confidence, though he was still leaning back away from her.

He looked away, thinking again.

“He said… you never knew how wonderful that smile could make someone feel.”

“..Like sunshine?” She cutely tilted her head.

All of a sudden, Sonic’s eyes dropped slightly and he leaned up, becoming more straight-backed and speaking even softer.

“And he noticed… when you get bored,… you puff up a corner of your cheek. It’s so discreet. But really sweet.”

“He said that? Honestly?”

“He said you still read those silly stories. Trying to get ideas on how to make your own, a real, reality.”

He suddenly smiled, moving more towards her.

“But he kept it all inside his head. What he saw, he left unsaid. And though he wanted too. He couldn’t talk to you. He couldn’t find a way… but he would always say…”

He leaned more forward.

“If I could tell her.. exactly what she meant to me. If I could tell her… that the way she laughs, it always gets to me. But you’re ideas of love were worlds apart. But he always wanted to tell you… just how… um. I don’t remember.” He suddenly grew nervous about being so ‘honest’ in his lying and nervously put his hand to his chin, looking away and kicking his leg back up, trying to dodge the conversation any further.

“Did he say he anything else?” Amy was completely infatuated with his words… as she placed a gentle, but pleading hand for him to continue on his knee.

The sensation shot him off in a quick comment, not even thinking about it, just impulse.

“Anything else? Well, of course he did! He said so many things I’m just trying to remember the best ones…” he shrugged, again, his smile turning more sheepish but realer by the second…

“He thought… you looked really pretty-ER.. Cool! When you mastered how to swing that hammer of yours!” He kept swishing his arms around, pretending to hold her hammer and swing it around.

She giggled, “He really did?”

“Oh, of course! And he… wondered how you learned to be so graceful on the battlefield!”

“Sonic..” she looked down, holding a closed-hand to her heart, looking deeply touched. “But he thinks our idea of love is two world’s apart?”

He seemed to be lost in how adorable and touched she looked… If only he could…

“But what can you do… when there seems like such a great divide… Between what you want and what would be… or seem… too… much.”

“He just seems so far away…” Amy looked away, slightly arching her back and bringing her knees closer to her sides, her legs wrapped a little over the other in a lady-like manner, as if she was withdrawing herself in insecurities for a moment. “I never knew he felt that way…”

How did he even begin to tell her?

“And what could he do when the distance seemed so wide?” he moved closer.

“How could he say he….” he stopped himself a moment, his eyes widening.

(AU moment. If this was true canon, he would turn away here and I’d end it… but since we’re going off a song that isn’t ‘perfectly’ canon anyway~ >wn>)

“I love you.”

“Huh?” she turned back to him.

“…I love you…” he suddenly seemed to be realizing it himself. A huge open smile coming on his face.

“I love you!”

“W-woah! N-Nikki…” she got up, holding her hands out, “I.. I should go.” She lowered her eyes and scanned the ground, before taking off.

“W-wait-!” he held out his hand before twitching and stopping himself.

He pulled it back, shaking his head and gripping it.

“..Don’t be stupid… Just stop yourself now, Sonic.” he sat back down fully upon the bench, staring at the ground as he slowly…

Covered…

His face…

“But we’re a million worlds apart.. I don’t even know where to start… If I could…

           …………………………………………   Tell her.”

                           He took off the glasses and placed his hand on his eyes.

(Hope you enjoyed it! :D The song is gorgeous, haha!)

Baby Girl: Chapter 5

Credits to the artist of this wonderful picture. :)

Author: Kaminari Ozora

Genre: Humor/ Friendship/ Romance

If you’ve missed the previous chapters, scroll to the bottom for the links. :)

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Chapter 5: The Semi-Truth

Sasuke made his way down to his kitchen where Kakashi and Naruto was. He saw Kakashi sitting on the high chair by the counter while Naruto washed the dishes. He started shaking his head towards Naruto who was still nursing his bleeding nose.

“Really, Naruto?” Sasuke muttered. “A nosebleed from a child’s butt?” he asked, relatively amused.

“Uhh, correction, Teme…It’s Sakura’s child butt. That’s still something.” Naruto clarified.

Sasuke padded his way through one of the cabinets and brought out cups and a bottle of sake. He set them on the table in front of the serious and quiet Kakashi. Without saying anything, Sasuke poured himself a drink and gulped it in one shot. Naruto joined them after returning the last of the plate in its cabinet.

“You really needed that, huh?” Naruto asked. The raven-haired ninja only nodded and took his high chair on the counter. Sasuke turned to Kakashi as Naruto poured them their round of drinks.

“So, what is it that we need to talk about?” he asked. Kakashi looked at Sasuke and Naruto, and sighed. The silver-haired shinobi started relaying to them the information he received from the Hokage earlier that day.


“Kakashi,” Tsunade called. “We have to talk about Sakura’s condition.”

Kakashi’s visible eye narrowed at the Hokage’s words. He remained silent, anticipating for the worst he could hear.

“First of all,” the Godaime started, “I gave your original mission to another squad, and as for the retrieval of the scroll, I gave that duty to Shikamaru’s team after all of you left for Ichiraku’s” She explained.

“How long will the retrieval mission last?” Kakashi asked.

“I gave them an ultimatum of 5 days to retrieve the scroll.” Tsunade responded.

“And what if they can’t make it back in 5 days?” Kakashi asked again.

“Then…” the silver-haired shinobi saw the Hokage clench her fist under her chin. “Then Sakura may disappear.” Kakashi remained stoic, not letting one bit of emotion out.

“Is there no other way?” he asked, to which the Godaime visibly slumped her shoulders and shook her head.

“There is. But as I’ve said earlier. It was grandpa Senju who transformed me back. At that time, I’ve reached my final transformation, that’s why I can’t remember anything.” Tsunade explained.

“Final transformation?” Kakashi inquired, Tsunade sighed once more.

“Considering Sakura’s current state, she has a few more transformations left. Approximately, two.” Kakashi listened intently to what the Godaime was saying. “However, once she reaches her infant-stage, her clock will start ticking until eventually she’ll disappear. She can’t get any younger after her last transformation.”

“Then what’s the ‘other’ way?” Kakashi asked.

“Sakura doesn’t disappear.” Tsunade said. “But, she remains an infant and she will go through the normal process of growing up.”


“You mean puberty all over again?!” Naruto asked, taken aback by what he heard. Kakashi nodded.

“That’s if she doesn’t disappear.” Kakashi added.

“How do we know one way from the other?” Sasuke asked.

“Today is the first day of the count down. The Godaime doesn’t know when her next transformation would exactly take place, but she knows it’s near…” Kakashi said as he started reminiscing the words of the Godaime. 

“And in two or three days time, Sakura will take her final transformation. The next 24 hours after she reaches her infant-stage is the most crucial. Shikamaru’s team should be heading back by that time and the Godaime presumed that they’d be here before the end of the fifth day so she could transform Sakura back.” Kakashi further explained.

“What if they don’t make it?” Naruto inquired.

“If for some unknown reason, they can’t make it back. There’s a fifty percent chance of Sakura disappearing. As the Godaime said, she can’t get any younger after her final transformation.” Dread was apparent in his voice. “But If Sakura survives it for another 24 hours without transforming further. That means, her body is changing to take the long process of growing up.”

“Then, shouldn’t we be the ones retrieving the scroll? I mean, Sasuke could simply teleport us back and forth, right?” Naruto demanded, his voice filled with exasperation. Sasuke only sat silently, his mind lost in the cup-filled sake he was holding.

“That’s what I told the Godaime, but she strongly refused the idea. She said it was important for Sakura to be left with people she knew and whom she’s familiar with.” Kakashi momentarily stopped, as he swirled the sake in his cup then put it down. He spoke again, “Because right at this moment, her memories are slowly starting to disappear…that’s why she’s acting like her age more and more.”

“That’s…that’s terrible.” Naruto whispered. “Would she really forget about us?” Kakashi only shrugged his shoulders, not really sure about the answer.

“S-should we tell her?” Naruto asked, as he dunked his shot of sake. Kakashi shook his head.

The three ninjas remained silent as they let the weight of the information sink in. 

Sasuke was still wondering how Kakashi drank his sake despite his masked face but that’s already beside the point. They’ve already finished half of the bottle when Sasuke spoke.

“I’m heading to bed.”

“Yeah, me too.” Naruto added. “Sakura really drained the shit out of me, but I’d rather have something like this every single day than letting her disappear.”

All of them nodded as they eventually dispersed to get to their own rooms in the Uchiha manor.

After reaching the privacy of his own room, Sasuke decided to take a cold shower, wanting to dispel the stress of the day. As he leaned himself into the cold stream of water, he can’t help but think about Kakashi’s words.

Sasuke clenched his fist at the very thought of Sakura disappearing, but eventually loosened his grip realizing that he couldn’t do anything about it, because he wasn’t familiar with the jutsu. He could only hope for the best.

He trailed his way to his bed and laid his head on his pillow. He took a deep calming breath and sighed as he let the sake work its magic, helping him get to sleep.


It was way past bed time when Shizune walked through the door of the Hokage’s office. She let out a frustrated sigh seeing her master drinking directly on a bottle of sake.

“Oh c'mon Shizune, you know I need this sake right now.” Tsunade chided.

“Fine. But did you really have to put it that way to Kakashi?” Shizune asked.

“What do you mean?” Tsunade looked at her assistant.

“Didn’t you just lie to Kakashi? To his team?” Shizune accused, reminding Tsunade of her conversation with Kakashi earlier that day.

“I didn’t lie to Kakashi.” Tsunade denied her assistant’s accusation. “What I said was true. Sakura might indeed disappear, or if not, she gets to grow up one more time.”

“But you didn’t tell him everything.” Shizune stated.

“They’ll figure it out sooner or later.” Tsunade looked outside her office window and stared at the crescent moon as she drank her bottle of sake. A small frown was visible on her forehead. 'Should I really have told him instead?’ Tsunade thought, still contemplating on her actions that day.


Sasuke stirred in his bed and fluttered his eyes open. His room was pitch black until his eyes adjusted to the darkness.

'What’s that?’ he asked himself. He heard a high pitched crying coming from Sakura’s room.

He looked at the digital clock in his bedside table. It was five minutes past three in the morning. He listened again, thinking that maybe it was a dream, but the crying didn’t stop.

Sasuke forced himself to get off his bed and walked his way through the door. When he opened it, an equally sleepy-looking Kakashi, still with his mask on but without his hitai-ate was standing outside his own bedroom door, opposite his room, and when Sasuke looked back, a disheveled Naruto was walking towards them.

“What is it now?” Naruto yawned. The three of them were forced to walk to Sakura’s room when her wails got louder.

Sasuke pushed the door and switched the lights on and saw a distressed Sakura on the floor. The bawling little ninja was flat on her chest. Her hair was a mess, her shirt was rolled up revealing her diapered butt, and all her pillows fell off the bed and she was clearly fighting with her blanket which was tangled and wrapped around her.

The three ninjas immediately went to panic mode when they realized that little Sakura fell of the bed.

This time, it was Sasuke who made the first move and immediately swept the pink-haired kunoichi to his arms, checking her for any signs of injury. He relaxed a bit when he saw none but Sakura refused to calm down, which made him go into panic mode again.

Sasuke turned swiftly to his former sensei, clearly lost on what to do. Fortunately, Kakashi immediately got the message and lifted Sakura off Sasuke’s arms, while Naruto started picking up the scattered pillows that fell off.

Sasuke, on the other hand, watched Kakashi as he made the distraught little ninja calm down.

The silver-haired shinobi rubbed her back and wiped her tears, rocking Sakura from side to side as he nuzzled the tip of his nose to her cheek. He would continuously whisper calming words to her ears, and that’s when Sasuke realized, that Kakashi was softly humming which made Sakura calm down eventually. Her green orbs slowly shutting to a close, until finally she was already submerged in a deep slumber.

“You’re really amazing Kakashi.” Naruto whispered, so as not to wake their sleeping teammate. “You’re like the baby whisperer.” He smiled as Kakashi continued to gently cradle Sakura.

Naruto was able to return all the pillows on Sakura’s bed, while Sasuke folded her blanket.

Naruto plopped himself at the foot of Sakura’s bed, taking a pillow for himself, and thankful for the bed frame which prevented him from falling over the edge.

“I think we should stay with her tonight, Teme.” Naruto called to Sasuke. “I mean, this bed is way too big for her and yet she still managed to let herself fall on the floor. That’s going to hurt in the morning, I’m sure.” He continued. “But right now, I think we deserve some sleep as well, and I’ll be perfectly fine right here.” Naruto tapped his space at the foot of the bed, settling himself horizontally and went to sleep straight away.

“Naruto’s right. We should stay with Sakura from here on out.” Kakashi commented.

He went to the other side of the bed and laid little Sakura’s sleeping form in the middle. He took the space on the kunoichi’s left, leaving Sasuke the space on her right. Sasuke eventually followed and laid himself on Sakura’s bed.

They looked like they formed a human barricade which surrounded Sakura, but Sasuke realized that this may be for the best.

It’s quite understandable that they were all fiercely protective of Sakura. It didn’t even matter that she’s equally as strong as they are now; because the truth is, aside from being the only female of the group, she was really the only one who kept the team together, so the three of them silently vowed to protect her for the rest of their lives. That was the thought Sasuke had on his head before he finally fell asleep.


Sasuke woke up with the feeling of somebody poking his cheek. When he cracked is one eye open, he saw Sakura smiling down at him. Sasuke registered his surroundings and realized that the sun hasn’t come up yet. Naruto was snoring at the foot of the bed while Kakashi had turned sideways, his back on them.

Sasuke enclosed Sakura in a relatively tight embrace. “Sakura, go back to sleep. It’s still so early.” He whispered, and the poking instantly stopped.

The second time Sasuke opened his eyes, the sun had already gone up. It was 7 in the morning and the sunlight had slipped its rays past the curtains of Sakura’s room so he covered his eyes with his right arm to block the brightness. 

He ran his other hand at the center of the bed when he felt soft cotton sheets and nothing more. He ran his hand one more time, intent on searching for something when he realized that what he was searching for was already gone.

He abruptly sat up and travelled his gaze around his surroundings.

Kakashi and Naruto were still fast asleep but there was no sign of Sakura anywhere inside the room. He abruptly stood up and peered inside the bathroom but the little ninja wasn’t there. He immediately shook both ninjas awake and announced that Sakura was missing.

“She’s probably in the bathroom.” Naruto mumbled, his words were still a slur as he forced himself to wake up.

“I checked the bathroom, she’s not there.” Sasuke, who was now wide awake chided on Naruto.

“Sasuke, did you purposely left the door open last night?” Kakashi asked.

“Uhh, yeah. So that light from the hallway would seep through…shit.” He muttered under his breath, realizing what Kakashi was trying to say.

“Oh no. Don’t tell me this is going to be another round of the bubble butt incident? It’s still so early! I still need my coffee.” Naruto complained.

“Let’s just head out and find her.” Sasuke ordered.

“I’ll go and make coffee.” Kakashi offered.

They went their separate ways at the foot of the stairs. Kakashi heading to the kitchen, while Naruto and Sasuke searched for Sakura.

“Sakura? Sakura? Where are you?” Naruto called, when something caught Sasuke’s eyes. He swiftly moved forward and picked the object up.

“Is that…is that Sakura’s diaper?” Naruto asked, dumbfounded, Sasuke didn’t reply to something that was so obvious. They found it on the floor of the main compound going to the garden. Was Sakura in the garden? Sasuke hoped that he was right.

As they turned their way towards the vast Uchiha lawn, Sasuke abruptly stopped on his tracks to which Naruto bumped on him.

“Hey! What’s with the sudden halt, Teme?” Sasuke pointed at Sakura who was half-submerged in the pond water.

“Be really quiet Naruto.” Sasuke whispered. “We can’t afford to startle Sakura. There’s a part in that pond that goes deeper. One false move and she slips and drowns.”

Naruto nodded his head in agreement. So they quietly approached the pink-haired ninja who had her back on them. When they got closer, Sasuke saw that Sakura was trying to catch a koi fish swimming around her.

“Sakura,” Sasuke gently called her name.

She turned her head and beamed when she saw Naruto and Sasuke. As their eyes settled on the sight before them, the two ninjas couldn’t help but hold their breaths as they looked at Sakura.

“I’m pwaying with the fishies!” She exclaimed excitedly. Sasuke immediately grabbed her out of the fishpond and stared intensely at her, confirming his thoughts.

“Oy, Teme. D-did Sakura just shrink further?” Naruto asked.

“Sasuke, Naruto.” Kakashi called. He brought a tray of coffee with him, but almost dropped everything on the floor when his eyes narrowed on the much younger version of Sakura.


“Okay young lady. It’s time to take a bath.” Sasuke told Sakura, as they padded their way to the bathroom of the main wing.

Naruto brought a cup of coffee with him, Kakashi had his too. Both wanting the relief brought by coffee because of the stress brought by Sakura’s fast-paced transformation.

“We should report this to Grandma.” Naruto stated.

“We’ll do that after she takes a bath, and after we’ve had ours.” Sasuke responded, setting Sakura down on the closed lid of the toilet.

Kakashi tested the temperature of the water in the tub while Naruto poured contents of Sakura’s shower gel in it.

“How should we bathe her?” Naruto asked. Slightly blushing at the thought. “I think it’s best if we just put her in there with her clothes on.”

“Or we could wrap her with towel, then remove her clothes.” Kakashi added.

But even before the three could decide what to do with her, the little ninja stripped her clothes and jumped in the water sending splashes of it towards Naruto, Sasuke and Kakashi.

“Weeeeee!” the butt naked, pink haired shinobi squealed. The three of them blushed lightly.

“And here I thought that having a daughter would be a lot easier than having a son.” Naruto muttered under his breath.

“Now we know better.” Sasuke commented back. The three of them nodded in agreement and sighed as they watched Sakura play with the bubbles in the tub.


After Sakura’s bath, Sasuke started rummaging for his old genin t-shirts which Sakura could use because her clothes at the moment became extra big for her due to her new transformation. He also searched for his toddler shoes which he knew he kept when he did a house cleaning one time, and found the small pair resting in one corner of the east wing.

After they’ve prepped Sakura up, forcing her to wear her diapers again, and after all of them had taken their turns in taking a shower, the adult shinobis decided to have their breakfast outside so they could report to the Hokage straightaway.

They found themselves in one of Sakura’s favorite restaurants and settled on a table outside the cozy infrastructure. One of the servers of the restaurant brought a baby chair for Sakura to sit on after seeing the Uchiha crest at the back of her shirt. When he went back in, Kakashi whispered to his group, most of which were directed to Sakura.

“Sakura, since we’re outside, would you like to be Momo-chan again?” Kakashi asked, hoping the little girl still understands. To his surprise, Sakura nodded and answered back.

“Okay sensei! I’ll be Momo-chan as long as we’re out!”

One female servant went to them and asked for their orders, swiftly taking notes as the three adult shinobis placed their requests.

“And what about you little lady?” the female servant smiled at Sakura.

“You’re really pretty.” Sakura expressed.

The female servant visibly blushed, obviously delighted at what the young ninja said. She then asked what the pink-haired girl wanted to order and Sakura said that she wanted dangos.

The servant excused herself and several minutes later, she came out with their orders. Japanese curry for Naruto, donburi for Sasuke and gyudon for Kakashi.

“And this one, young lady…is on the house.” The waitress told her as she placed a plate containing five sticks of dango in front of Sakura.

“Does that mean that ours is on the house too?” Naruto excitedly inquired.

“No, sir. You’re going to have to pay for that.” The female servant smiled at Naruto.

“You pay!” Sakura pointed at him, imitating what the server said before excusing herself once more. Sasuke inwardly smirked. 'It’s finally payback.’ He thought.

“You heard the kid, Naruto. You’re going to pay for our meals. Isn’t that right, Momo-chan?” Kakashi mocked, the little ninja nodded.

“It must be nice to get everything for free.” Naruto commented as she watched Sakura nibble the food in front of her. Then he leaned over to where Sakura was seated and started to whisper. Sasuke merely observed them and ate in silence.

“Hey, the next time we’re out on a restaurant, point to Kakashi over there so he’d be the one to pay for our meals, okay?” Kakashi simply smiled, amused at his former student’s antics.

Sasuke noticed that Sakura had difficulty eating her dangos, so he started removing the dumplings one by one and sliced them in half. Sakura murmured her thanks and continued eating.

After they’ve eaten their breakfasts, Naruto held Sakura as they took their way to the Hokage’s office when Naruto heard somebody calling out to them. When he turned his head, he saw Hinata sitting on a bench in the park. She was with her teammates, Kiba and Shino.

“Remember, dobe. Sakura is Momo-chan right now.” Sasuke whispered and the blonde haired ninja nodded as they all approached to where the other team was seated. Hinata and her group were clearly having a snack.

“Hey! Long time no see, Hinata!” Naruto greeted.

“H-hey, Naruto, long time no see. We just came back from a mission.” The Hyuuga girl softly stated.

“Hm, who’s this little chic right here?” Kiba asked as Akamaru started showing interest on Sakura by sniffing the girl in Naruto’s arms. The little ninja hovered her finger to her lips, signaling Akamaru to stay quiet then poked the huge ninken on the nose and giggled.

“Oh, this is Momo-chan. Sakura’s distant cousin.” Naruto said.

“I didn’t know Sakura had a distant cousin, but that explains why they look so much alike. I thought for one moment though that she’s your kid Sasuke, because she has your symbol on her back.” Kiba retorted.

“Well, that’s because her clothes are all in the laundry, that’s why!” Naruto exclaimed, to the rescue.

“C-can I carry her, Naruto?” Hinata asked.

The blonde ninja nodded and settled Sakura on Hinata’s lap. The little ninja immediately grabbed Hinata’s boobs which startled all the boys surrounding them.

“You’re soft.” Sakura exclaimed as she nuzzled her cheek on Hinata’s breasts and giggled. The Hyuuga girl only blushed while all of them tried their best not to stare.

“Well, at least somebody knows how to tell the truth.” Shino commented.

“Where’s Sakura anyway?” Kiba asked.

“She’s sick.” Sasuke answered abruptly.

“Then we should visit her and bring her some get-well-soon gifts.” Hinata remarked softly.

“No!” Naruto’s sudden outburst startled Hinata and her group. “I—I mean; her sickness is quite contagious that’s why she’s not allowed to have visitors.” Naruto rapidly added.

“Is she at the hospital?” Hinata asked.

“No. She’s at her apartment.” Sasuke casually answered.

“Well, that’s weird. She’s a medical ninja right? Can’t she just heal herself?” Kiba asked. This time, it was Kakashi’s turn to speak.

“Her illness is consuming large amounts of her chakra. That’s why she’s stuck to traditional treatments at the moment.”

“That’s dangerous.” Hinata remarked. A worried expression was plastered on her face.

“She’s okay now. The Lady Hokage has stabilized her condition.” Kakashi added.

“O-oh, okay. That’s a relief then.” Hinata mumbled, smiling.

“Where are you headed, Hinata? We’re actually going to the Hokage’s office.” Naruto asked.

“W-we’re actually headed there too.” The Hyuuga blushed at the thought that she and Naruto would be going the same way. “We have to submit our report. W-we should all go together then.” She stated, as she stood up, still carrying little Sakura on her arms.

“All right! The more the merrier!” Naruto exclaimed.

“Oh, geez. You’re still really hyperactive, huh?” Kiba commented as they walked their way towards the huge tower.

“Hinata?” Sakura whispered. Hinata looked down at the little ninja’s big, green eyes.

“Y-yes, Momo-chan?” she asked, blushing at how cute and innocent the little girl looked.

“I wanna ride Akamaru!” the pink-haired ninja shouted, to which the huge ninken barked in agreement.

Kiba wondered how the child knew of Akamaru’s name, but dismissed the thought eventually, thinking that maybe he called his ninken’s name a while back and the little girl heard.

“Huh? B-but isn’t that dangerous?” Hinata looked at Naruto, Sasuke, and Kakashi, silently asking for help on what she should do.

“It’s okay Hinata. I’m sure Akamaru could take care of her.” Kiba stated. “And if she falls, I’ll get to finally face the Uchiha for soiling his crest that Momo-chan is wearing.” he grinned. Sasuke only sternly looked at the male from the Inuzuka clan.

“Go on Hinata, I’m sure Momo-chan would be fine.” Kakashi encouraged.

“O-okay, then. Be careful Momo-chan.” Hinata told Sakura as she gently lowered her on Akamaru’s back. The little ninja squealed with delight as she embraced Akamaru’s neck.

“Go, horsie, horsie!” the little ninja pointed onwards.

“Hey! Akamaru is not a horse!” Kiba snapped to which Sakura only giggled. Her three teammates were actually containing their own smirks too at what the little ninja said.

“Oh, give it up Kiba, she’s just a child.” Shino commented, when he noticed that Sakura’s attention was following a white butterfly ahead of them. Shino made an imperceptible motion, ordering the butterfly to come closer.

“Momo-chan,” he called the little girl’s attention.

Sakura looked at Shino while still holding onto Akamaru’s back. “Hold out your hand.” He said. The little ninja complied and lifted her right hand, palm up.

“Like this?” she asked.

“Yes, perfect.” Shino lauded the girl’s sharp intake of instructions and finally motioned for the butterfly to settle on her hand.

Sakura’s eyes widened as she stared at the white butterfly, gently flapping its wings on her hand.

“Who has a camera? Who the fuck has a camera! We need to document this moment right now!” Naruto demanded to which he got a reprimanding look from Hinata.

“Watch your language, Naruto.” She silently scolded at the blonde ninja.

“I have one.” Shino brought out his camera phone and snapped several shots of Sakura.

“Let me see! Let me see!” Naruto stepped back to walk alongside Shino so he could see the pictures. He was also followed by Hinata, Kiba, Sasuke and Kakashi to peer over the phone.

“Hey, those are great shots!” Kiba exclaimed.

“Yeah, Momo-chan looks so cute!” Hinata agreed.

“Hey, Sasuke.” Kiba called. “Don’t you picture Momo-chan being your child with Sakura?” all the ninjas stood back and looked at the Uchiha, who slightly blushed at the comment.

“Yeah, I bet that’s how Sasuke’s daughter would look…” Naruto commented, putting an arm over Sasuke’s shoulder. “But probably, their daughter would have dark hair, you know…Uchiha genes and all.” All of them nodded at the same time, trying to picture a dark-haired Momo-chan.

“Uhh, speaking of which, where’s Momo-chan?” the blonde ninja eventually asked.

All of them went into panic mode when they couldn’t find the little ninja but visibly calmed down when they heard Akamaru’s bark from a distance. The huge ninken with the girl on its back trailed forward while they were busy looking at the pictures a while back. They all sighed in relief.

“I swear to god, Inuzuka. If something happens to that girl, I will personally gut you myself.” Sasuke threatened under his breath.

“Oh relax, Sasuke. Momo-chan will be fine. She’s with Akamaru anyway.” Kiba assured him, but deep inside he knew that the Uchiha’s threat to his life was real. He sighed when they started walking once again towards the Hokage’s Tower.


AN: *Wipes a sweat bead on the forehead* Phew. I believe that this is the longest chapter I’ve written so far *inhales, then exhales.* 

Anyway, I still also would like to thank my readers for [your] continuous support on this story. Let us all be patient for the next updates! See you all again soon! Keep sending your lovely reviews/comments or hit like/reblog! :)


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