Room for four (M)

→ Yixing x Reader x XiuChen

→ Never before had you had any problems with your roommate Minseok. Until one night when you bring your boyfriend Yixing back to your apartment in hope of spending some quality time together, only to find Minseok and his boyfriend doing just that in the living room.

→ Warnings: Pure smut and kinky fantasies.

Word count: 1,9K

If Yixing’s teasing touches on your thighs and neck and his whispers of what he was going to do to you tonight the whole way home hadn’t worked you up, the loud moans that met you both when you quietly stepped inside the apartment had. You looked up at Yixing’s surprised eyes and gaped. 

Although you were frozen in shock, Yixing seemed to recover from the shock quickly and smirked down at you. He leaned into your ear. “Seems like your roommate is getting it on.” He heavily whispered into your ear. “Do you think we could join them?”

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Your words have never left me
They’re the prayer that I say every day

The lyrics “I hope the sun shines and it’s a beautiful day and something reminds you, you wish you had stayed, you can plan for a change in weather and time but I never planned on you changing your mind” will always hit me like a bus full of emotions.


“I shouldn’t even let you live another damn day for doing this to her!”


Day 5 of 16: Favorite Line from Robin to Barney
↳"… Tell you how I feel about you. I know we didn’t work out the first time. And I know it doesn’t make any sense. But I can’t shake the feeling that we belong together. Is there any part of you that wants to try again?“—The Best Man (07x01)

12 Signs You're An Introvert, Can You Relate?

There’s no denying that some people are just completely out there – not afraid to be seen, take charge, make a complete fool of themselves (if necessary), stand up in a crowded room and the list goes on and on. They welcome opportunities to be around others and network. And then you have others who are completely reserved, timid and 100% the “don’t pick me” type. The type who would rather play with their phones than talk to new people. The type where being social is a nightmare. I’m sure you’ve met both types and even more are one or the other.

The biggest debate when it comes to being introverted is if the person is actually shy or not. It’s the same thing right? Wrong. Maybe you just need to warm up around new people or maybe you’re just very cautious. Let’s clarify one thing, a shy person is anxious about social scenes while an introvert doesn’t feel the need to be social. So there is a difference. Most introverts are fully capable of being around others and holding their own. But they choose to live a more secluded type of lifestyle.

Read below to see if you can relate to any of these typical introverted characteristics:

1. Most of your friends are extroverted. If you find that a good majority of your friends or associates are the opposite of your personality, there’s a reason. Most introverts gravitate towards people who in a sense they can live vicariously through or they formed the friendship due to the extrovert approaching them.

2. You have a very small select group of friends. You may not enjoy social gatherings too much or being around many people but you adore your close-knit circle of friends. If you’re going out, it’s them or no one.

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The Slap Bet

summary: Louise challenges Dan to a slap bet on who can get a significant other before the end of their final year at school.

genre: fluff, humor

tw: swearing

word count: 2.2k

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“And make sure that’s shaken, not stirred.” 

Sam adjusted his jacket as he turned away from the bar to where you and Dean were standing by the wall. You were trying to cover your laughter, but it was obvious. Your snickering only got louder when Sam flashed you what Dean had dubbed his ‘classic bitch face’ and started over to you with his martini in hand.

“How much longer do I have to do this?” He grumbled, looking around at the other patrons in the bar.

“Let’s see.” You started, pulling Dean’s wrist down to look at the time, “You’ve still got another forty minutes. Keep it up 007.”


You’re going to remember it. All of it, for a long time. The first time you both met eyes, and the first time he touched you. The first time he called you beautiful, and the first time he said “I love you.” It’s going to hurt like hell, but you can’t let it defeat you. Show him that you can breathe without him, although you swore to him you couldn’t.
—  S.B // excerpt from a book I’ll never write