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Toasty’s Executive Dysfunction Coping Jutsu

DISCLAIMER: These will not be globally effective.  Some of them don’t even work for me from day to day, but I’m still in the middle of a downswing right now and I still need to get shit done so I’m trying everything I can.  If you look at this post and go “but I literally can’t do anything”, then…man, I dunno.  Also, some of these are gonna sound like real “weak options” but screw that.  We do what we gotta to make shit happen.  Here goes.

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Secrets

Requested. (This was a little bit difficult for me….hope it’s up to par D:)

Song or Quote : Love is unselfishly choosing for another’s highest good.
Who: Peter Parker

Peter sulked behind Tony who led them to an old diner that miraculously was still standing after everything the city had been through. He was dreading what was going to be said to him once they finally sat down. Peter had messed up, bad. Tony ordered a black coffee and a cherry turnover while Peter just stuck to a chocolate milk. He didn’t even want anything but Tony insisted he get something. The silence was painful and seemed like it was never going to end. 

After some time of watching Tony eat his turnover, Peter finally decided to break the painful quiet. “Look, Mr. Stark, I just, I need, I want to apologize for not being on my A game tonight.” 

Tony chewed for a minute, staring at the teenager before swallowing and deciding to respond back. “Mind telling me why I almost got my head ripped off and your body almost getting torn in half? This isn’t some game, kid. It’s real life and real life means real danger and real danger means broken bones and dead bodies. When I bring you along to these kinds of things, I bring you because I need you. Just because I’m Iron-man doesn’t mean I can do everything which is something you will never hear me say again.” 

Peter bit his lip, shaking his head. Trying to find the words to justify why his mind was not where it was supposed to be. Stuttering and tripping over his words, he bowed his head and mumbled, “I’m sorry, Mr. Stark. I, it’s, I, my-”

“-just stop.” Tony sighed, running a hand over his face, he inhaled deeply. This was a kid sitting in front of him, just a kid. A kid that was fortunate to have these abilities and unfortunate at the same time because he was stuck with them. Looking at Peter, he asked calmly, “Where was your mind at, kid? Why weren’t you focused?”

Peter refused to meet Tony’s gaze, he didn’t want to admit why he had been spacing out. Because, he knew that lives were at stake but the guilt of cancelling his date with [Y/N] for the fourth time in a row was eating away at him. He desperately tried to keep his crime fighting life as Spider-Man and [Y/N] separate. He didn’t want to put that burden on her, constantly being worried whether or not he was going to make it home or not. It wasn’t fair to cause stress when he could just avoid it and keep his Spider-Man life private. 

Sipping on his coffee, Tony sternly spoke. “If we’re going to be working together, we’ve got to be honest with one another.”

Again Peter didn’t respond, he just didn’t know how. 

“What was so damn important in that brain of yours that made you forget about your life for one split second?”

Peter toyed with his hands, shrugging his shoulders, getting frustrated with himself. “I don’t know, Mr. Stark. I just, I spaced. I know this is important and that I should always stay focused but, I just, I-”

“-Peter, listen to me, and you listen good. I see potential in you, please for the love of god don’t make me regret my decision.”

Peter frowned, looking down in his lap, he toyed with his fingers again. “I’m seeing this girl, [Y/N], Mr. Stark. I have been for awhile now and I kept it a secret because I don’t know, I want to keep my personal life for just me. And I don’t want to drag her into this life because well, she doesn’t need to be apart of it.” Looking up at Tony, Peter sighed. “I’m still a kid and I want to do kid things like go to school, see her in the hall and think to myself, ‘wow, she’s so beautiful,’ and then meet up with her at the lockers and talk about how her day has been going. Go on dates, have awkward moments on those said dates, struggle to find the words to say when I find out that I love her.” Peter ran both hands through his hair, “Tonight was the fourth night in a row that I’ve cancelled on her and I’m just afraid that she’ll leave me and I don’t want that because when I’m with her, I feel good. I feel great, actually. I feel normal, I feel like just a normal kid and it’s an escape from this double life I’m living-which don’t get me wrong, Mr. Stark, this life is nice too because I feel like I’m making a difference in this world but sometimes I just need a getaway and [Y/N] is my getaway. Wait…what are you doing?” 

Tony mumbled under his breath, “I may have bit off more than I can chew.” His focus was completely focused on his watch, his fingers were hovering over a holographic keyboard as he toyed with it. In seconds [Y/N] social media profile was hovering in the air, “Is this? This is the girl you’re seeing?” Tony seemed impressed, “She’s cute.” He looked up in time to find Peter’s horrified stare, ignoring it, he skimmed through her pictures and interests. “Very cute, aw, well isn’t this sweet. Is that the Statue of Liberty? It is, isn’t it. Hm, let’s see ‘Peter took me to see Lady Liberty today!’ Oh come on, man. You took her to see the Statue of Liberty for a date?” 

Still stunned that Tony had [Y/N]’s social in his hands, he swallowed. “Uh, yeah, she, uh, she’s always wanted to go and I thought, you know, I should, wait why are we talking about this right now?” He wanted to get off the topic of [Y/N]. There was a reason why he kept her from Tony despite knowing that he could easily get onto it. 

Waving his hand over the floating images, they vanished. Toying with the keyboard some more, another image popped up over his wrist. Swiping the images, he nodded in approval. “She’s a smart girl. All A’s and lookie here, she’s in three AP classes. How old are you again? How does she have the time for this and you? These are some impressive scores, probably the highest in your grade I take it. Let’s just see, oh look, she does with you being right behind her.” Waving his hand again to make them disappear, Tony leaned forward. “Okay, look, I get why you’re head over heels, puppy dog in love with her. She’s a cute, smart, very smart girl.” 

“Did you? Did you just hack into my school’s grading system to look at her grades?”

Waggling his finger, Tony narrowed his eyes. “Ah, no changing the subject and really? You have to ask? I’m Tony Stark, I could get into this rinky dink diner’s security system and shut it down.” Clearing his throat, “Listen to me, kid. Love is unselfishly choosing for another’s highest good. You put your life at risk tonight because you were too busy worrying about her. But you know what, I get that, I get you want to protect her from this double life thing your living. I get it. But what you don’t understand is that keeping her from this, is only making it worse for you and her.” 

"I can’t just tell her I’m Spider-Man! She’ll freak out and if she freaks out, I’ll freak out. Her and Aunt May are very similar in their freaking out episodes. I have to keep it a secret.”

“You know, I’ve heard girls date men that resemble and remind them of their fathers but I’ve never heard boys dating girls that remind them of their really attractive aunts.” 

Peter narrowed his eyes, “I never said [Y/N] reminds me of Aunt May, I just said they freak out the same. But yes to some degree, I guess you could say they have similar qualities-but that’s besides the point! I am not telling her I’m Spider-Man.” 

Tony rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically. “When you have someone that means this much to you, you want to protect them and only them. I’ve been there, kid. You want to make the world a better place for them but the thing is, is when you step foot into that suit. It’s not just about them, it’s about everyone. You have a responsibility to save as many people as you can. And when you’re all in love and what not, you lose sight of that responsibility. Prime example was tonight when we almost died.” 

“So I just what? Break up with her and suffer? Because I don’t think I can do that, Mr. Stark. If anything, it’ll make my concentration worse.”

“I’m not saying that. What I am saying is you have a responsibility to save as many lives as you can without losing your own. You’re young, you’ll find other [Y/N]’s, if not better ones.”

Peter squinted his eyes, shaking his head. “No, I won’t. There’s no one like [Y/N]. No one.” 

Tony half nodded, understanding the firm point the teenager had. Sighing, he rubbed his forehead, “This job isn’t easy and you’ve got a long way to go before these instincts start to feel like second nature.” Glancing out the window, his eyes caught sight of a familiar face among a crowd of kids about to step foot into the diner. “Word of advice, Parker? You should tell her what you’ve been up to. Because one thing I will say is that despite my distaste for love, that kind of girl is not the kind of girl you let slip away from your fingers over something so irritatingly silly as not telling her who you are and what you do.” Throwing down some money, he stood up and winked at Peter before saying, “Because a few years from now, I may scout her to work for me and that’d be so unbelievably awkward to work with her after you were an idiot in not telling her.” 

“Wait, where are you going?”

“Out the door to my lavish expensive penthouse where I can take a wonderful lavender bath.”

“Peter?”

Peter spun around, frozen in place to find [Y/N] standing behind him. Struggling to stand up, his knees banged the underside of the table before scrambling out of the booth. [Y/N]?! What, what are you doing here?” 

Raising a brow, she eyed Tony suspiciously, “I could ask you the same thing…”

Tony smiled, “You must be [Y/N], Peter has told me so much about you. Sorry about having him cancel on your date but I really needed to finish up some finishing details on his entry for the September Foundation.”

“At a run down diner?” She asked, not really believing in his lie.

“You know what, you, my sweet girl, are a lot smarter than I had been told.” Moving around her, he headed for the door. “Peter will telling you everything you need to know.” Winking before leaving the door, he chuckled to himself as he left Peter looking frantic and nervous. 

[Y/N] crossed her arms, “Peter, what is going on? I thought you said Aunt May wouldn’t let you go out tonight. And why the hell was Tony Stark in this diner with you? And, the September Foundation? What is he talking about?”

Sighing, he reached for her hand, “We need to have a long talk about all of those questions but not here.” 

Our Little Secret

Author: @dylan-trash-tbh and @golddaggers

Pairing: Dylan O’brien x Reader

Words: 3,6k

Warnings: smuuuuuut

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this! I hope you will like this. Thank you so much, baby ❤️I love you so fucking much. @golddaggers


MASTERLIST

Originally posted by ageofthesith


Promoting a movie you are a part of is always exciting and a lot of fun. While filming, you end up spending a lot of time with your fellow cast members and the whole crew in general; During it, you get really close with them. Therefore, it’s always sad when the time on set comes to an end and you have to say goodbye to everyone.

So when it came to promoting the movie, which was, obviously, months after filming it, it kind of feels like coming home. Because you are once again spending a lot of time with the main cast and the director.

Seeing my two handsome men, Dylan O’Brien and Taylor Kitsch, again to promote our movie, American Assassin, was especially exciting. Shooting this movie was the best time of my life, hands down. The boys and I grew closer very fast and had a blast together. We were lucky enough to travel around the world for this project. We went to a lot of pubs in London, ate the best pizza in Italy and visited the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

Oh yes, a good time indeed.

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

Requested?: No

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

Warnings?: Smut, DRUGS, alcohol, cursing

Words: 3,492

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

Masterlist


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

I don’t like him, I don’t

Yet, I crave him so much

But maybe it’s not a want

It’s a need.

I bloody need him.

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

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


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

“Morning.” Lily said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She stayed quiet, still looking longingly into her mug.

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

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

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

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

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


the night before…


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

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms protectively.

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

Lily scoffed, not knowing what to say.

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

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

“Lucid? Yeah I know.”

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

“You don’t like him… do you?”

I got choked up, my air catching in my throat

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

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

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

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

“What she said.” I added.

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

“Party?” I asked. “What party?”

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

I scoffed, biting my lip instinctively.

“No Slytherins?” I asked.

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

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


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

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

“Not sure yet.” I added.

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

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

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

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

“That?” I yelled, a bit curious.

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

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

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

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


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

“Great, even.” I added.

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

“Let’s go.”


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

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

“I won’t so, you’re on.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

“Both of you.”

“Isn’t that like, against the rules?”

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

I was about to speak before Lily answered for me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And slip into something more… comfortable.”

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

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

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

“C’mon, don’t be shy.”

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

“Merlin…” I heard a boy call.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hmm?” He asked.

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re drunk.” He said laughing.

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

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

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

“Oi!” He yelled. “Of what?”

“You wanted one, a lap dance.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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


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

Red lace panties.

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

Bandana

Request: Could you write me a Brad imagine that has a dark/dirty and dangerous love kind of feel?

Warnings: Smut, Phone Sex, Dom!Brad, BDSM

Punk!AU’s are my favorite kind of AU so I kind of got carried away with this one. It’s the longest and dirtiest thing I have ever written I’m so ashamed.

Let’s write Bradley as a cocky asshole, shall we?


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He can't make you feel this way - Daveed Diggs Smut

Pairing:  Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warning:  smut and swearing i think

Requests: nope this idea just popped in my head

A/N:  sorry if this is really bad i’m writing this in a car to tennessee, also requests are opened and i’m going to be writing a lot so send them ! enjoy :)

It was a typical Saturday mid-morning and the entire cast was rehearsing for tonight’s show. I was one of the dancers thanks to my boyfriend’s role as Lafayette and Thomas Jefferson. We were running Yorktown when Andy rushed us, stopping us in the middle of the choreography. We all stood in place confused and breathing heavily from our intense dance.

“I hate to inform everyone that Jasmine won’t be with us for the rest of tour due an important family crisis.” He said obviously concerned and in stressed. 

“What are we going to do?” A dancer spoke up and a few voices spoke up in agreement.

“Glad you asked, well the show must go on so we need a replacement and this is why I stopped you guys because I wanted to ask (Y/N) if she’d be willing to take over as Peggy and Maria since I know you know the music for it.” He explained and my eyes went wide at the sudden offer. I nodded quickly and the rest of my friends began cheering at the sudden change in a more important role. Andy whisked me away and dragged me backstage to talk to me.

“We are going to need you and Lin to practice your scene of ‘say no to this’ and we need to run ‘the Schuyler sisters’ so you know the dance. Are you up for that?” He asked and I agreed excited beyond belief. Andy dismissed the rest of dancers and brought out Phillipa and Renee to teach me the choreography. 

It was an hour later when I finally understood all the placements for the character Peggy so I decided to go to my new dressing room and take a break. Once I stepped in I noticed how much bigger it was and I happily took advantage of the couch by throwing myself down on it and letting my muscles relax. It was only a couple minutes of lying down when a knock appeared at my door.

“Yes?” I called out not bothering to look up to see who had just entered the room.

“I got you some lunch.” A voice called which I quickly recognized as Daveed making me look over with raised eyebrows. A smile grew across my face as he strolled over with a brown paper bag in one hand and plastic to go cup of my fav drink. I sat up to let Daveed sit down next to me and I swung my legs over him as he pulled out a sandwich and handed it over to me.  

“You’re the best.” I grinned at him as I took a large bite out of the food. “I feel like actual death from learning all this stuff.” I groaned only earning a chuckle from Daveed.

“Are you done for today?” Daveed asked as he ate his own food.

“I wish, but I have to learn Maria’s song with Lin still and I have learned that pretty quickly for tonight.” I sighed in complete exhaustion and stress.

“Don’t worry baby, you’ll get it and you’re going to do great tonight and for the rest of the shows.” Daveed smiled sincerely as he rubbed my leg and I replied by pressing my lips to his in a sweet kiss. We both finished eating and I quickly returned to the stage where Andy was standing talking to Lin.

“Ah, there you are! I was about to come find you.” Andy exclaimed as I walked up to him. “I’m going to let you and Lin run this, basically when the ensemble sings ‘no to this’ you guys will need to have a short make out session and then when Lin comes to yell at you, you need to kneel down as if pleading to him and then you’ll have the chair scene. Basically, the choreography isn’t super strict and you guys can have fun with it.” He explained and I nodded relieved that it was only certain things to remember. Andy walked off and I turned to Lin.

“Can we save the kissing for tonight? Sorry but I’m very tired and I would just like to figure out the important dances.” I asked and Lin agreed with a grin. We ran through everything pretty quickly and it only a few run throughs before I felt confident in it. Afterward, there was still a couple hour before we had to get into costume so I decided it would be best if I took a nap in the dressing room.

I woke up to the annoying ring of my alarm and I rolled off the couch and sat up rubbing my eyes. There was a knock at the door and was soon opened by Marie who was going to be doing my hair, makeup, and costume. “Are you excited?” Marie asked as she started on a large amount of stage makeup.

“Yes, but also fairly nervous.” I shrugged and Marie nodded agreeing. The rest of the process to get ready was a comfortable silence for the most part until I was completely decked out in extravagant clothing and makeup and large hair. I quickly thanked Marie before leaving the dressing room and heading backstage to join everyone else. Daveed wrapped his arm around my waist and planted a kiss on my cheek.

“Good luck tonight baby, you’re going to do great.” Daveed smiled down to me and Andy called for us to all take our places.

Daveed’s P.O.V 

I had just finish Yorktown and I hurriedly rushed off the stage to change my costume as Jefferson. I pulled the hair tie from the bun and let my curls stick out and I changed from my blue coat into a red and much more expensive looking jacket. I headed back and first spotted (Y/N) standing on the side of the stage in changed outfit as well. I placed my hand on the small of her back letting her know I was there. She turned around smiling and the joy in her eyes made my heart leap with happiness.

“How are you feeling?” I whispered in her ear. I smirked watching her lightly squirm at my touch.

“I’m giving 110%, I’m just hoping everyone is enjoying the show.” She said with furrowed brows and she looked out to see part of the crowd. Her caring personality is still one of my favorite things about her.

“Good luck, you’re up next.” (Y/N) winked at me as she adjusted my jacket and placed a light kiss on my lips as the final notes of Non-Stop played and I rushed out as ‘Burr’ announced me by singing “You simply must me Thomas, Thomas!”

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

What’d I miss, Cabinet Battle #1, and Take a Break went by quickly as my nerves began to get to me as my large scene came sooner than I expected. 

“There’s nothing like summer in the city.” Burr sang out. Lin sat down at the desk pretending to write.

“I hadn’t slept in a week I was weak…” He started and I adjusted my dress one last time before walking out into the light. 

“I know you are a man of honor…” I sang out to him as he walked over to me.

“So I offered her a loan, I offered to walk her home. She said:”

“You’re too kind, sir.” I sang out completing his sentence. 

“I gave her thirty bucks that I had socked away, she lived a block away. She said:” 

“This one’s mine, sir.” I gestured to a non-existent house and we walked in that direction. 

“Then I said Well, I should head back home, she turned red, she led me to her bed, let her legs spread and said.”

“Stay?”

“Hey…”

“Hey?”

“That’s when I began to pray, Lord show me how to say no to this…” Lin called out while I sang out some backup vocals to the song, my heart was racing as I looked at the front row and saw how invested people were in the music.

“Then her mouth is on mine and I don’t say…”

“No! No!” The ensemble sang out as Lin turned to me and placed his lips to mine, creating a deep and lustful kiss for everyone to watch. I placed one hand on his bicep while my other hand rested on his chest, his hands ran up and down my back and we pulled away once the ensemble quieted down. Lin wide-eyed began to sing once again.

“I wish I could ay that was the last time, I said that last time. It became a pastime…”

Daveed’s P.O.V

My blood boiled watching Lin’s hands roamed around (Y/N)’s body. I clenched my teeth as my mind wandered to Lin doing more things to her.

“I hid the letter and I raced to her place, screamed how could you in her face, she said,”

“No, sir!” (Y/N) cried out on her knees pleading to him.

“Half dressed, apologetic, a mess…” Lin sang out again. They continued to sing out a few more verses until Lin sat down on the chair placed in the center of the stage and (Y/N) sat on his lap, leaning back into him as Lin’s hands went to rubbing one of her thighs and the other ghosting over her breasts. His nose was pressed up to her neck as the both of them sang and much to my relief the song finished and (Y/N) rushed off stage. Another song started up and I looked over to (Y/N) to see her breathing heavily.

“Did it look good?” She asked and I nodded, changing my view to the stage, quickly heading out when it was my signal.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

I furrowed my brows in confusion as Daveed went on stage without saying a single word.

The show finally finished and we all went out to give our final bows and met a few fans before we could finally go back to our rooms.

“Hey, Daveed, (Y/N) the whole cast is going out to dinner tonight! Care to join?” Lin asked and I happily accepted.

“Sure, we might be a little late though,” Daveed said and I looked up at him confused. Lin nodded and walked off. Daveed grabbed my hand and took me to his dressing room, locking it before looking at me, his look full of hunger. He quickly pulled me into a deep and rough kiss. Daveed roughly grabbed my thighs and pulled me up making me wrap my legs around his waist as he pushed me down onto the couch in his room.

“Daveed,” I moaned out softly as he began to kiss down my neck. I yelped as he let his teeth sink into my flesh, creating multiple marks down my neck. I pushed the jacket off his shoulders while Daveed unzipped the large dress. We both quickly undressed until we were stripped down to our underwear. Daveed attacked me again kissing down my stomach till he reaches my legs. He nipped at the inside of my thighs causing me to whimper out. Suddenly Daveed pushed two fingers into me making me yelp and arch my back, trying to get more friction. He curled his fingers and repeatedly thrust them as far as they could allow. 

“Daveed please, I need you.” I whined out and I could see him smirk at my words. Instead of replying he removed his fingers and filled me with his length making me moan from the satisfaction and the slight pain from the sudden action. Daveed wasted no time to being moving, easily finding my g-spot and making me groan in pleasure with each movement. Daveed placed his head in the crook of my neck, nipping and then soothing the bitten area by rubbing his tongue over the new bruise forming. I held a tight grip onto his hair while my other hand clawed down his back.

“I-I’m close,” I chocked out through moans as Daveed kept roughly thrusting in me and Daveed smiled in satisfaction.

“Let it go baby girl,” Daveed whispered in my ear and the feeling of his hot breath down my neck sent me over the edge as I moaned out loudly and came crashing down like a tsunami while Daveed kept going, his thrusts growing sloppy as I rode out my high he came down as well. Once we both finished he removed himself from me and collapsed on top of me and I ran a hand through his now sweaty hair gently.

“I bet Lin can’t make you feel like that,” Daveed chuckled as he pressed a kiss onto my forehead.

“Is this what this whole thing was about?” I asked concerned as I slid one of Daveeds shirts on in this room.

“I guess I got a little jealous when I saw you and him during Say no to this.” He admitted defeated as he sat up and began to put on a hoodie as well as some shorts.

“Babe, don’t ever worry about that. You are the only one I love like that, and you are definitely the only one who can make me feel like that.” I told him and his eyes lit up at my response.

“I love you too.” He said quietly as he kissed me again.

Does A Dead Body Count?

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

Word Count: 1,721
Reader (biological) sex: idk??
Love Interest: Bucky
Prompt:“So you remember how to not call you unless it was an emergency?…Does a dead body count?”

I looked at the dead body that rested upon the pavement of the alley, blood making a small pool around it’s head. In all fairness, he came after me first, it’s his fault that he’s dead. Unfortunately, I can’t just leave him here, and I certainly can’t tell anyone that I’ve managed to get another person killed. I already am in hot water because of last week when I accidentally killed like 5 people at the same time.

How was I suppossed to know that they’d die if I left them in that meat locker for too long? Then there was last month when a guy I was tracking accidentally drove off of a cliff and died on impact. Let’s not forget the month before that when I managed to kill someone with a paperclip. It’s not my fault that this keeps happening. Alright, maybe it’s a little my fault, but I still can’t have this getting back to Fury.

Or Tony, for that matter. I’ll be catching shit from both ends. I sighed, trying to think of what to do. ‘Don’t call me unless it’s an emergency,’ echoed through my mind. Bucky and I haven’t been on the best of terms, and while he was being sarcastic, it was still an offer. Besides, it’s either try and rope him into helping me, or face Fury. Frankly, I’d rather face Bucky’s broody self than an angry and irritated Fury.

I took out my phone, scrolling through the contacts until Bucky’s screen name popped up. I pressed his name, and hesitated before pressing the call button. I really need to do something about this luck that I have sticking to me. Should I really call him? A moment of mental silence passed, of course I should. I pressed the call button, and lifted the phone to my ear, gently kicking the body with my left foot.

“So you remember how to not call you unless it was an emergency?” I questioned, “Does a dead body count?”

“Do you also remember about how I wasn’t serious?” He shot back, “Wait, dead body? You killed someone again?”

“It wasn’t my fault!” I defended.

“Oh, really? Like how the meat locker wasn’t your fault?” He questioned.

“I’m being serious! He tried to kill me and-” I began.

“So you kill him?” Bucky questioned.

“Are you going to help me or not?” I asked angrily.

“I don’t know, I might actually enjoy watching your ass get handed to you by Fury.” Bucky said.

“You’re such an ass!” I exclaimed, hanging up.

I angrily shoved my phone back into my pocket, kicking the still-dead body in front of me. This is all his fault! He just had to try and kill me, didn’t he?! He couldn’t have waited another week to do it?! If Fury finds out about this, my ass is grass. I huffed, bending down to drag him against the wall. I guess I should try to make it look like another crime happened, and hope that this doesn’t get traced back to me.

I wonder how long it will be before Fury just decides to fire me. I’d like to think that my fantastic abilities make up for the fact that I’m killing people practically every day. Right as I plopped the dead man against the wall, my phone started ringing. I ignored the call as soon as I saw who it was, Bucky probably just wants to torture me some more. He also probably isn’t going to stop calling until I pick up, given that he’s calling a second time.

“What the hell do you want?” I asked.

“To help, tell me where you are.” He offered.

“What, decided that getting my ass handed to me might not actually be that entertaining?” I questioned.

“I like harassing you too much to let you get fired, doll.” He confessed.

“Aw, don’t I just feel special.” I said and I could practically hear the eye roll.

“Whatever, just tell me where you are.” He changed the topic.

“In the alley of Christie’s Coffee and Dunkin’ Donuts.” I said.

“Alright, see you in a bit, serial killer.” Bucky teased.

“Hey! It was an accident! I didn’t mean to kill them.” I defended.

“Sure it was, Y/n. It always is.” He said with a joking tone.

“Hey-” I began, but he hung up before I could say anything else.

I huffed, shoving my phone back in my pocket and leaning against the alley wall. I wonder how long it’ll take for him to get here. I looked down at the guy, raising an eyebrow as the blood started to trail over me. Nuh-uh, I don’t think so, these are brand new shoes and I’m not getting blood on them for at least a week. I stepped off of the wall, standing out of the way of the blood trail. I looked over his dead body with a sigh.

I suppose I could’ve been a little neater with killing him, this is going to be a bitch to clean up. Well, hopefully Bucky has a plan because I got nothing right now. I guess it’s also nice to catch the good side of him, rather than the one who is always an ass to me. I didn’t know there was a sweet side under all of that sour exterior. My head perked up as I heard a car quietly park, Bucky’s face following soon after.

“This the guy?” He questioned and I nodded.

“Yep, that’s the dude.” I confirmed.

“Looks like you really did a number on him.” He pointed out and I sighed.

“I was ambushed! Sorry that the first thing on my mind was stay alive rather than be clean.” I huffed.

“Apology accepted, even though I wasn’t accusing you of anything.” Bucky said with a smile.

“Ass.” I said, hitting his shoulder.

Bucky put the guy in a black body bag, shoved the guy in the trunk, and closed it. The sky thundered and ran began pouring from the clouds, the water mixing with the blood. Awesome, looked like there won’t be a massive clean-up job after all. The water hit my face and drenched my hair as I made my way to his car, and quickly getting inside. I huffed, buckling my seatbelt as he sped out of the area.

I raised my eyebrow at him, noticing that he didn’t have a seatbelt on. He looked at me with slight confusion, raising an eyebrow back at me. I reached across from him, grabbing his seatbelt, and buckling it for him. No need for us to die too, it’d be a little too extreme for a simple body dump. Besides, who is gonna give me shit if Bucky goes? He cleared his throat before he rolled his eyes, readjusting himself on his seat.

“Really?” He questioned.

“Yep, safety first.” I confirmed.

“I’d like to think I’d be fine either way, Doll.” He said and I shook my head.

“Yeah, so does everybody. Next thing ya know, you’re laying in a bed, deprived of 3 of your senses with your limbs amputated.” I dramatically declared.

“Well, at least I have a head start, then.” He joked and my head snapped at him.

“You are not dying on my watch, got it?” I questioned.

“Okay, fine, mom.” He joked and I smiled and rolled my eyes.

Bucky stopped once we were at the bridge, parking the car near the railing. I looked at him as he got out of the car before mimicking his actions. It was raining even harder now, and I could hardly see in front of me. I helped Bucky carry the body to the edge of the railing, the action requiring more effort than I had initially planned. You know, I don’t recall this guy weighing as much as he does now.

“What did you do, shove an elephant in here?” I grunted.

“We gotta make sure he stays at the bottom, unless you want someone to find him.” He pointed out.

“Good point.” I huffed.

After what seemed like ages we finally made it to the railing. I glanced over it, barely able to see the water below. I looked back at Bucky, only now noticing that he was counting down. I swung the body with him, and threw him over the railing once the countdown was finished. I heard a faint splash after a moment, and I waited a moment before following Bucky back into his car. I cleared my throat as I got in, a shiver running down my spine.

The rest of the car ride was silent, apart from me sneezing and the sound of the heater. Getting sick is the last thing I need right now, it’s bad enough that I’m being watched like a hawk at HQ. I sniffed as Bucky parked the car, and I squinted as I looked out the window. Hey, this isn’t my house at all. I’ve been lied to, deceived, bamboozled. Maybe he’s going to have me do some sworn-to-secrecy-you-owe-me-one ritual.

“Come on, you’re staying at my place tonight.” Bucky said as he opened my door, helping me out.

Or he could just be acting like a human being, and trying to prevent me from getting terribly ill. I took his hand and got out of the car, another shiver racking through my body. Yep, I’m so getting sick, and I’m so going to die before the day is out. Well, not literally, but it’s definitely going to feel that way. I curled into Bucky as we made our way inside, my hair dripping water onto the floor. Ah, yes, make a total mess, what a great first impression.

“I’ll call Fury and tell him you won’t be in tomorrow.” Bucky said, walking away and getting out his phone.

“Huh? What?! No!” I called as he put the phone to his ear, walking away from me.

“Hey, Y/n is sick and-” Bucky began.

“NO!” I cried, running over to him, stepping onto the nearby chair and onto his back, “I’M FINE!” I exclaimed, trying to get the phone from him.

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Pairing: Clay Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: A lot of fluff.

Summary: You’ve moved to San Luis and now attend Liberty High. You meet Clay and develop a crush on him, but only start talking to him when he hurts himself badly in front of your house. It takes place the summer after Hannah’s death.

A/N: I wrote this right after I binged watch the show. I really fell in love with Clay’s character. This is a little something for all those who believe Clay deserves true happiness.:)

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Goodnight (Evan Hansen X Reader)

WC: 2175

Warnings: Things get a lil spicy, weed is mentioned, sibling arguments

Summary: Y/N Mell’s older brother, Michael, has a bit of a freak out when he meet some Evan for the first time in a less than ideal situation

Tagged: @lildipstick @bellasabb

A/N: I rolled a few requests into this one. The BMC/DEH crossover request, Evan and the reader being each other’s first kiss, and just general Evan fluff. Enjoy

“I, uh, I had a really great time tonight Y/N.” Evan said as we walked along the footpath, his hair gold in the light.

“So did I. I will say that the highlight was definitely when I tripped over that tree root trying to climb a tree that you were already half way up.” I said and Evan chuckled, squeezing my hand.

“I felt so bad, but you did look adorable trying to get up that tree.” Evan muttered and I smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Evan’s cheeks went bright red and he started sputtering, his mouth opening and closing rapidly. I giggled and squeezed Evan’s hand, which slightly eased up his sputtering.

“You, uh, you look really good tonight. I don’t know if it’s the light or whatever but you really do look.” Evan rambled, waving his free hand about enthusiastically.

I took in a deep breath and surged forward, pressing my lips bravely to Evan’s. He let out a squeak of surprise, but it was muffled by the kiss.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the kiss, cupping Evan’s face with my free hand. Evan kissed back hesitantly at first, but he eventually grew more eager, kissing back a little harder.

He set his hand on the small of my back and pulled me closer to him, his touch sending shivers up my spine.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked him in the eye, his cheeks flushed slightly and his lips quirked up in a small smile.

“That, uh, wow.” Evan said, chuckling nervously as he spoke. “That was my first kiss.” I muttered and Evan’s eyes widened a little.

“That was my first kiss too.” Evan said and I smiled, pulling him into a tight hug. He stiffened for a second, but he quickly relaxed into the embrace, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“You want to stay the night? Michael’s out with Jeremy, and mom and dad are out of town.” I said suddenly and Evan tensed up, his breathing speeding up a little.

“Your parents and brother won’t be home?” Evan repeated, his voice a little higher than usual. I nodded, biting my lip as I watched Evan contemplate the idea.

“I, uh, sure.” Evan said after a few moments of silence. I smiled brightly at him and kissed his cheek softly, noticing how quickly the blush spread across his face.

We walked home hand in hand, chatting about anything and everything. We arrived at my house and I unlocked the door, swinging it open.

“Here we are. Feel free to make yourself comfortable.” I said, shutting the door behind Evan and I. “Oh, uh, ok.” Evan said, sitting down on the couch.

“You want a drink? We’ve got a giant bottle of iced tea Michael bought for me, and I, unfortunately, can’t drink it all by myself.” I said and Evan chuckled to himself, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

“I’d like that.” He responded and I smiled, pulling out two glasses from the kitchen cabinet. I poured the drink and carried the glasses over to the living room, passing one to Evan.

“For you.” I said and he took the glass, our fingers brushing as I handed it over. “Thanks Y/N.” Evan said, taking a sip of the drink.

We drank in silence, and I sensed that there was something on Evan’s mind. “Hey, Ev. You ok?” I asked, putting a hand on his thigh.

He jumped slightly at the sudden contact, but he quickly calmed himself down. “I, uh, yeah. I’m fine.” He said, setting his glass down on the coffee table.

“Oh, ok. I was just, you know, checking.” I said, cursing myself for how awkward I sounded. Evan nodded, licking his lips as he did.

I looked around the room awkwardly before looking back at Evan. He looked absolutely adorable, and after a brief mental war, I took in a deep breath and kissed him.

This kiss was slightly harder than the first one, but it didn’t phase me. I took my hand off Evan’s thigh and placed both my hands on his chest.

I shuffled forward so I was pretty much sitting in his lap, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Evan kissed back eagerly, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I broke away from the kiss and slowly pushed down on Evan’s chest.

He leaned back so his back his the couch, and he looked up at me, his eyes wide and his lips slightly swollen.

“Woah.” I muttered, biting my lip as I drank in the sight before me. Evan’s cheeks went pink and I laughed softly, leaning down and resuming the kiss.

My hands wandered down Evan’s chest and stopped at the hem of his polo. I bravely slipped my hands under it and Evan shuddered, letting out a whimper at the contact.

I slowly pulled Evan’s shirt up, and he put his arms up in the air as I lifted off his shirt. I chucked it across the room, and looked down at Evan.

I bit my lip when I saw that he was surprisingly well built, and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Evan’s hands sat on my waist, and slowly inched up under my shirt.

Evan hesitantly took my shirt off, and his eyes widened, scanning my torso. “Like what you see, Hansen?” I said cockily and he started sputtering again, his cheeks bright red.

“It’s all good, Evan.” I said and I attached my lips to his neck. He let out a gasp and almost instinctively rolled his neck to the side.

“Y/N.” He breathed out, his chest rising and falling a lot faster than usual. I simply smirked and grazed my teeth over his neck, eliciting a moan from him.

“Oh my god.” Evan muttered, his eyes shut tight. I took my lips off his neck and looked at him, a smirk on my face.

I trailed my hands down his chest, and his breath hitched when I undid the button of his khakis. I went to undo the zipper, but the sudden sound of an all too familiar voice made me jump out of my skin.

“Y/N Y/M/N Mell!” Michael shouted and I froze, my heart almost stopping.

“Hi Michael.” I said awkwardly, and I felt Evan tense underneath me.

“What the hell is this?” Michael said, turning the living room lights on. I winced at the brightness and tried my hardest not to make eye contact with Michael.

“Hey Michael, I heard you shouting and I… Jesus Christ.” Jeremy said, jogging up to Michael but freezing when he saw Evan and I.

“Y/N?” Jeremy said in disbelief, his jaw dropped low and his eyebrows raised.

“Hi Jeremy.” I said, waving at him awkwardly.

“And who’s this?” Jeremy said, gesturing to Evan with his head. Evan sat up, trying his hardest to avoid showing off the hickeys that littered his neck.

“Uh, I, um, I’m Evan.” Evan stammered, his face heating up as he spoke.

“Evan. Ok.” Jeremy muttered, nodding his head, clearly trying his hardest to process what was happening.

Michael, however, was frozen. He wasn’t making a noise, but I could swear there was a vein in his temple that was popping.

“How about you two put your clothes on?” Michael muttered, his face as red as the hoodie he always wore. However, his face was red from anger not embarrassment.

I nodded sheepishly, watching as Michael stormed off with Jeremy trailing after him. “I… I’m so sorry, Evan. I’m serious, I didn’t think this would happen, I, oh god.” I said, hastily pulling my shirt back on.

“I-it’s alright Y/N. I, uh, this is new for me, so.” Evan said, doing up the button on his pants.

“I just, I still feel really bad.” I muttered, watching Evan pull on his polo.

“Y/N, it, it should be fine. Michael looked mad, sure, but hopefully this goes well.” Evan said, pressing a gentle kiss to my head.

“Thanks Evan.” I said, and we stood up, making our way to the kitchen where a very angry Michael sat to the left of a less aggressive Jeremy.

“Glad you could join us.” Michael muttered, and Jeremy smacked his shoulder.

“Sit down you two.” Jeremy said kindly and I smiled gratefully at him.

Evan and I sat down, watching Jeremy wrap an arm around Michael’s shoulders in a vague attempt to calm him down.

“So, you two were just going to have sex on the couch?” Michael blurted and Jeremy shot Michael an annoyed look.

“Michael, were both 18. It’s perfectly legal.” I muttered, and I realised that that wasn’t a good thing to say.

“Just because it’s legal, doesn’t mean you should!” Michael shouted, and I crossed my arms.

“You have been smoking weed for at least three years, and it’s still not legal in New Jersey. Let alone for a minor!” I shouted, and Evan shot me a worried look.

Michael’s face turned cold and he let out something that sounded like a growl. “Whatever Y/N. That’s not important.” Michael said and I chuckled dryly.

“So it’s ok to accuse me of things, but when the tables are turned it’s not ok?” I said and suddenly Jeremy stood up, stretching his arms out.

“Can you two be civil, please?” Jeremy said and I let out a sigh, nodding my head reluctantly. “Now, what was the ‘backstory’ here?” Jeremy asked, putting quotation marks around backstory.

“Well, Evan and I spent the day at the national park, and then we came home. Things, clearly, escalated, and that’s the story.” I said and Jeremy nodded, a slight smile on his face.

“Mike, that sounds almost exactly like our first date. Except we were playing video games in your basement.” Jeremy said and Michael’s face softened, a nostalgic look crossing his face.

“I guess.” Michael muttered, his lips turning up in a smile. He let out a sigh, and I quickly took Evan’s hand in mine.

“I guess I was being a bit harsh with you two. You’re young and in love, and I know what that feels like.” Michael said, looking over at Jeremy, who was now blushing.

“Just, try to keep it in your pants when I’m home, Y/N.” Michael said and I groaned, but the smile on my face was wide.

“Thank you, thank you. I didn’t want poor Jeremy to have to clean my blood off the carpet.” I said and Michael chuckled, as did Evan.

“How about we have Evan over for dinner tomorrow night? Mom and dad could meet him in a slightly less uncomfortable and revealing manner.” Michael said and I looked over at Evan, who looked considerably less tense now.

“I’d certainly like that. Evan?” I said, looking over at him. His head snapped up and he nodded vigorously, a small smile on his face.

“Definitely.” Evan said and I smiled, pecking his cheek. Jeremy and Michael fake gagged and I rolled my eyes, sticking the finger up at them.

“I’m truly heartbroken, Y/N. Really.” Michael said and Evan chuckled slightly, running a hand through his sandy hair.

“I hate to be rude, but my mom said I had to be back home by 9, and it’s 8:45.” Evan said and I nodded, standing up with him.

“Well, do you guys mind if I walk Evan home?” I said and Jeremy and Michael exchanged smirks.

“As long as nothing funny happens, you’ll be fine.” Michael said and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

“Bye!” I called, walking out of the house with Evan. The door shut behind us and I let out a sigh, squeezing Evan’s hand.

“That was the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me.” I said and Evan shrugged his shoulders, smiling at me.

“More embarrassing than tripping over a tree root and falling face first?” Evan muttered and I gasped, lightly whacking his chest.

“You’re the worst.” I exclaimed, and Evan chuckled, his smile wider and brighter.

We walked briskly, our conjoined hands swinging slightly. Evan pointed out his house and we walked up the driveway, which was surprisingly steep.

“Here we are.” Evan said, gesturing to the building. I nodded and reluctantly dropped his hand, sticking my hands in my pockets.

“I really enjoyed myself. Well, I always enjoy myself when I’m with you, but, you know what I mean.” I rambled, rocking back and forth awkwardly on my heels.

Evan chuckled and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. “I had a great time. I’ll, uh, I’ll see you on Monday then?” Evan said and I nodded, taking a few steps away from the door.

“Yeah. I look forward to it.” I said and Evan smiled bashfully at me, twisting the doorknob.

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said, slipping behind the door. I let out a sigh and turned around, ready to walk home.

“Goodnight Evan.”

Yes - A Harry Styles One Shot

**Almost 6,400 words! Enjoy!! :) 

You placed the cap back on your red lipstick and put in your makeup bag. You gave yourself another look over in the mirror and took a deep breath. You had no clue as to what the night might bring, all you knew was that you were going to be seeing someone that you had seen in a really long time. 

Not that you didn’t want to see them, it was just that you were on tour and they were working on their own thing, so there wasn’t really time to see one another. 

And that was always the problem. Well, one of the problems. See, you had been in love with someone for years, but there was always shit getting in the way preventing the two of you from being together. 

It’s not like you hadn’t tried, it’s just that all those tries failed. Eventually, you two just decided to be friends because it just wasn’t meant to be anything more. 

Or so you thought. 

**

Harry paced backstage of Saturday Night Live. He had so many emotions going through his mind at that moment. He was both nervous and excited, and not just because of the show or his performance. But because he had invited you to come. 

When he reached out to you about coming to see him in New York, he was worried that you wouldn’t come. He was always worried that maybe, you were with someone else. 

Harry never moved on from you. His heart still ached for you. He wished things in the past were different, but he couldn’t go back and change them, but he could hope for a better future. 

By working on his solo material, Harry realized that if he really wanted something, he needed to go for it and make it happen. He couldn’t just sit around and wait for it to come because there was always a chance it wouldn’t. 

“How are you feeling about tonight?” Jeff asked while Harry was getting his hair done. 

“I’m alright,” he said from the makeup chair. “I’m just ready to get out there.” 

“Is Y/N coming?” He asked. 

Harry looked over at him when he said your name. “Yeah, she is. She has a show tomorrow night at MSG, so she’s in town and said she would come.” 

“Do you think anything is going to happen between the two of you or are you  strictly going to be friends?” Jeff smirked. 

Harry sighed. He had no clue. Looking back at all of your meetings in the past, things usually ended up in either your bed or his. It was hard not to, when you two who wanted to be together, hardly ever could. But tonight, was the first night in ages that you two had seen or even spoken really. And the last time was the two of you saying to just be friends. 

All Harry did know was that he couldn’t wait to see you and that maybe there was some hope that you two could find a way to be together. 

**

When your car arrived at the studio, you were shown to your seat and you noticed a familiar face. It was Nick, one of Harry’s best friends from London, plus you had been on Nick’s radio show plenty of times. 

“Oi, look at little miss Y/N,” he smirked walking over to you and giving you a hug. “How have you been? How’s tour going?” 

You laughed. “It’s going well, but I’m exhausted. I’ve been on this tour for over a year.” 

“Damn, it has been that long hasn’t it?” he asked. 

“Yeah, it has. I’m honestly ready to just take like a month long vacation,” you laughed. 

“Can I come with? I can just pre-record a shit ton of morning shows for my time slot,” he joked. 

“Sure, I could use some company,” you laughed. 

“I’m sure Harry would take you up on that offer,” he smirked. 

“Um… Maybe,” you coughed. 

“So, what’s going on with you two anyway?” He asked. 

“Nothing. We haven’t even seen each other since last year,” you said. “Since before I went on tour, actually.” 

“Well, he must want something to go on between you two, I mean why else would he invite you here. This is a huge night for him,” he said. 

“I know that, but…” you sighed. 

“He really likes you know, no scratch that,” he said. “He fucking loves you. He always has, he gutted him when you two decided to break it off permanently.” 

“That was over a year ago, Nick. I’m sure he’s moved on…” you sighed. 

“Y/N, I’m his best friend and trust me when I say, he hasn’t,” he whispered. “And I’m pretty sure there’s no moving on from the one you know deep inside your heart that you’re meant to be with.” 

You sighed leaning back in your seat. You couldn’t respond to Nick’s statement because the producers let out the signal that the show was about to start. 

**

The first major skit of the night was up next and they had set it up like a Family Feud episode. You weren’t sure how many skits, if any, that Harry was even in. The actors came out onto the stage and you squinted a little when you noticed one of the guys that walked out. 

“Is that-” you said pointing to the guy standing next to Jimmy Fallon. “Is that Harry?” 

“The one and only,” Nick joked. 

“Oh my god,” you laughed. “He almost doesn’t look like himself and actually looks like Mick Jagger,” 

“Yeah, I think he took the comparisons a little far,” he laughed. 

When the skit finally started, you were crying you were laughing so hard. It was a commercial break, so you took out your phone and decided to take some selfies with Nick. 

“Can I put you on me snap chat?” he asked. 

“Sure,” you laughed. “What filter should we use?” 

“The bunny one,” he said quickly. 

You laughed and took a few pictures with him. The show came back on and it was time for Harry to perform his song for the first time. You had heard the song plenty of times over the last week, not only on the radio, but you had it on your iTunes and you were streaming it. 

You really loved the song and you couldn’t wait to hear it, along with the rest of the world. 

When Harry started singing, you found yourself smiling. You were so proud of him and watching him do what he loved, and performing a song that meant a lot to him, was amazing. 

The rest of show was great and at the end when everyone came on stage for the goodnight and applause, you stood up next to Nick and you both started jumping around and cheering. 

Harry had looked over in the direction of the noise and laughed when he saw Nick and blushed a bit with a smile when he saw you standing there too. 

**

After the show, you and Nick went backstage. And while Nick was practically running with excitement to see his best friend, you were feeling really nervous. Your mouth was dry and your hands were a bit sweaty. 

Nick didn’t even bother knocking on the door, he just went straight on inside. He practically pulled you through the door and you laughed. 

“Mate, you did great!” Nick said. “Oh, and Y/N’s here,” he said pushing you in front of him. 

Harry had been in the middle of changing. He was in a different pair of trousers and his new shirt was in his hands. A lot had changed since you last seen him, and it was just a few new tattoos and a haircut. 

Harry looked over at you and smiled. “You came,” he said. 

“I did,” you nodded. “Nick’s right, you did amazing. I’m really proud of you.” 

“Thank you,” He said. “You uh… you look great,” 

“Thanks,” you smiled tucking a loose hair behind your ear. 

You weren’t sure what happened, but someone how all the people that were in the room when you arrived had slipped out leaving just you and Harry. 

“Do you have any plans tonight? Or morning, technically?” He laughed. 

You shrugged. “I was just going to go back to my hotel.” 

“Would you want to come to the after party with me?” He asked. 

“Um, sure. I’d like that,” you smiled. “I’ve been to a few share of SNL after-parties, they’re always memorable.” you joked. 

“Oh, so you don’t want to go for me?” He asked with a smirk. 

“Well, I mean, maybe a little,” you shrugged.

He laughed. “I’ve really missed you,” he said. 

“I’ve missed you too,” you said. 

**

When you got to the after-party, Harry had to make some rounds to meet with some people, so you decided to go to the bar and get a drink. 

You knew a few people at the party, so you were talking to them for most of the time. It was getting late and you weren’t sure where Harry had gone. You sighed deciding that it was better if you just went back to your hotel. You grabbed your bag and headed towards the door. 

You saw Nick hanging with Jeff and some other friends, so you went over to him. 

“Hey, um, I couldn’t find Harry, so if you could just tell him that I had to leave,” you said. 

“Are you sure?” Nick asked. 

“Yeah, I have a show later today,” you said. 

“Okay, it was great catching up with you tonight,” Nick smiled hugging you. 

You nodded and pulled away before heading out the door. You got into the car and they took you to your hotel. You got up to your room and quickly took off your heels. You sighed rubbing your feet when you sat on the bed. 

You were exhausted. All you wanted to do was just crawl into bed and sleep until the show tomorrow. You got undressed and climbed under the blankets. You were just about to fall asleep when you heard a knock on your door. You groaned and got up putting on your robe and walking to the door. You stood on your tip-toes to look through the peephole and you saw Harry standing there. 

You unlocked the door and opened it. “Hey, what are you-”

“Y/N! I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean to just leave you like that. I had only planned to talk to a few people, but then when I went to go back over to you, I kept getting stopped. Then when I finally was able to get away, Nick told me you left,” he sighed. 

“Harry it’s okay. Tonight’s your night. I wanted to stay, but it was late, so I came back to my hotel,” you shrugged. “You don’t have to apologize for it.” 

“Yes I do,” he nodded. “I invited you and didn’t even spend time with you.” 

“You had more important people to talk to, it’s okay,” you said. 

“No one is more important than you,” he whispered looking into your eyes. 

You felt your cheeks turning red and you were thankful for the dimmed lighting in the hallway. 

“Look, inviting you tonight wasn’t just about SNL or me performing for the first time,” he said. “I wanted to talk to you, really talk to you.” 

“About what?” you asked. 

“Everything,” he whispered. “And now, I’ve gone and fucked everything up because it’s late and you’re tired. You have a show later today and then I leave tomorrow and you’re still on tour, there’s just no fucking time to do anything.” 

You could tell he was really upset with him and you knew that knowing he wanted to talk to you about something was going to keep you up, so you didn’t care how late it was anymore. 

“Hey,” you said taking his hand. “We can talk now. I don’t mind. I’ll be fine, we don’t have anything planned during the day, so I can catch up on my sleep, then.” 

“Are you sure?” he sighed. 

“Yes, now come in.” you said pulling him inside. 

You shut the door behind you two and then you followed him over to the bed and sat down. 

“So, what did you want to talk about,” you said playing with the tie on your robe. 

“I meant what I said earlier tonight, I’ve missed you,” he whispered. “And I know that we agreed to just move on and be friends, but that obviously didn’t happen. We’ve gone over a year without really talking and I hate it.” 

“I know, there were plenty of times I wanted to call you, but I didn’t,” you sighed. 

“I did the same thing,” he said. “And looking back now, I really wished that I had because maybe we wouldn’t have missed out on so much time together.” 

“As friends you mean?” you asked. 

“As friends… as something more,” he whispered. 

“We’ve been down that road before Harry,” you sighed. “We get together and everything’s fine for a few weeks maybe months, but then shit happens and we end it before it even really began. That’s why we agreed the last time would be the last time.” 

“I know…” he whispered. “But I haven’t been able to move on from you and I don’t want too. I love you, Y/N. I’m in love with you, I have been since I was 19, when we first got together. Things were crazy then and we were too young all those times, so we just ran away because we didn’t want to face it. But I want you and I’m ready to face whatever shit comes our way. I don’t want to look back twenty years from now and wonder what if you were the one who got away.” 

You bit your lip as you looked down. “Do you have any idea on how much I want to say yes because I haven’t moved on either and I’m in love with you too, but I don’t know if that’s the best thing for us.” 

“Why not?” he said. “We both love each other and want to be together, shouldn’t that be enough?” 

“It was never enough back then,” you pointed out. 

He sighed taking your hand in his. “But that’s the thing, this time will be different because of our past. We can learn from our mistakes,” he said. 

“But what if it doesn’t work out. I mean what if we’re different people, it has been a year since we’ve talked…and we’re still in the public eye,” you sighed. 

“But what if it does work out. What if we give this one more try and we’re together forever,” he whispered taking your face in his hands. “Isn’t our happiness and being together worth the risk?” 

You looked his eyes, something that you had dreamed about doing for so long. 

“Yes,” you nodded. “Being with you is worth every risk.” 

“So, does this mean…” he whispered. 

You nodded. “It means that we’re together again,” you smiled. 

Harry’s smiled so widely that his dimples were showing. “Can I kiss you?” 

“You better, I’ve only been waiting all night for you to do it,” you laughed. 

Harry laughed and pulled you onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned in to kiss your lips. As soon as your lips touched, every memory from your past together, every previous touch, everything you’ve ever felt for him came rushing back. 

Even though you had just been exhausted an hour ago, you were wide awake now. It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen and for you to wrap your legs around his waist. His hands had moved from their place on your hips, down to your bare legs. He pulled away from your lips and moved down to your neck. You tilted your head to the side. 

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered. 

“No,” you said. “It’s okay. It’s been long enough, I don’t want to wait anymore.” 

Harry pulled away from your neck and looked at you. “Are you sure?” he said. “I didn’t… I didn’t come here for that.” 

You put your hands on both sides of his face. “I’m sure. I love you. I’m in love with you. We’re back together and I want you. I want to feel you and be with you. Like you said earlier, I have to leave in a few days, and we don’t know when the next time we might be physically together. But I mean, if you don’t want to…” you said. 

“No, I do. Trust me,” he said. “I just, I don’t have a condom with me.” 

“It’s okay. I’m still on the pill and I haven’t slept with anyone… since well…you,” you admitted. 

“Me either,” he whispered. “I’ll admit there were times I thought about it and I had the chance, but It felt wrong, so I never did.” 

“Then we both could really use this…” you smirked. 

“Yes, we can,” he smirked pulling you back in for a kiss. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he brought you closer. The tie around your robe was becoming undone as the two of you continued to kiss and touch it other. 

“Let’s see what’s under here yeah? It’s been a while,” he smirked looking up at you as he untied it. He pushed the two sides of the robe apart and down your shoulders, revealing you wearing nothing a small pair of underwear. He cocked his eyebrow as he looked at you. 

You blushed. “I told you I was about to go to bed,” you defended. 

“Fuck, if I had known you weren’t wearing anything under that, except for these,” he smirked putting his finger in the band around your waist. 

You laughed. “What would you had done?” 

“I probably would have kissed you sooner,” he smirked. 

You laughed and unbuttoned his shirt. “It’s only fair,” you smirked pushing it down his shoulders. 

You leaned back in to kiss him as you ran your hands over his chest and shoulders. It didn’t take long before he flipped you over onto your back. You laughed pulling him back down for a kiss. 

“I wanna take this slow,” he whispered. “I just want to savor every fucking moment,” he said as he kissed down your neck and chest. 

He kissed down your stomach and kissed down your legs as he took off the remaining clothing that covered your body. He stood up at the end of the bed and undressed before joining you under the blanket. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. 

He smiled into the kiss as he ran his hands up and down your sides before moving them down your legs. You gasped as you felt his fingers working on you. 

You could see the smirk on his face and you rolled your eyes. You felt the wave of pleasure come over you as your breath quickened and you couldn’t keep yourself from being a bit vocal. 

Once you were down from your high, he looked down at you. “Ready?” he whispered. 

You nodded. He smiled and slowly pushed into to you. You both laid there for a bit without moving, just enjoying that moment. Soon, he started moving at the slowest place and you matched him beat for beat. 

He put his forehead on yours and you two looked into each other’s eyes as you moved together. “I love you,” he whispered. 

“And I love you,” you smiled. 

You didn’t know how long it had been when you both finally reached your edge. Harry rolled off of you before laying next to you. He wrapped his arms around you and you cuddled up with him. Both of you were trying to catch your breath and were covered in sweat. 

He kissed your head as he ran his hand up and down your back. 

“Will you come to my show?” you asked. “I can put you and your friends on the list.”

He smiled. “Of course, I’ll come.” 

“Good,” you smiled. 

“I’ve missed coming to your shows,” he admitted. 

“You still could have gone,” you said poking his nose. 

He laughed. “I know, but I was afraid it would have been too hard.” 

“I know what you mean. I was nervous about last night, seeing you for the first time in a while,” you whispered. 

“Thank you for coming, not only because we were able to talk, but because it meant a lot to me for you to be there,” he whispered. 

“You’re welcome,” you smiled. 

He kissed you quickly. “You should probably get some sleep,” 

“You’re gonna stay right?” you whispered. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” he smiled. 

**

Later that morning, when the sun was up, you woke up to Harry, not in the bed. You pouted confused looking around. His clothes were still there, so he hadn’t left. You then heard the shower turn on. You smirked to yourself and after waiting a little bit, you walked into the bathroom and joined him in the shower. 

“Did I wake you?” he said putting his hands on yours when you wrapped them around his waist. 

“No,” you said. “I woke up on my own and saw you weren’t in bed, then I heard the shower.” 

“I forgot I was supposed to have breakfast with my friends,” he said. “We were gonna do some shopping and stuff.” 

“Ahh,” you said. 

“I would love for you to come, but I know you have your show tonight,” he said turning around to face you. 

“Yeah, I’m probably going to take a bit of nap after I eat something,” you said. 

He smiled. “But I’ll see you at the show tonight.” 

“I know, I know, but I don’t want you to go,” you pouted looking up at him. 

“Trust me, if I was a shit friend, I would just blow them off, but we had these plans made for a while,” he sighed. 

“It’s okay. I understand,” you smiled. 

“And we still have a little bit of time left before I have to head back to my hotel and change,” he smiled wrapping his arms around you. 

You both quickly took a shower before getting out. Harry got dressed in his clothes from the previous night and sat on the bed with you. You put your head on his shoulder and wrap your arm around his. 

“When are we gonna see each other again after this?” you sighed. “We just got each other back and we only have hours left before we’re apart again.” 

“Hey, let’s not think about that right now,” he said putting his forehead against yours. “We can figure all that out after the show.” 

You nodded.

“I better get going,” he said. 

“Okay,” you said. 

He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. You smiled into the kiss before you pulled away. 

“I’ll see you tonight,” he smiled. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” you said. “Oh, and text me or something on how many that want to come.” 

“Will do,” he said. “Bye baby.” 

“Bye,” you smiled. 

Harry grabbed his jacket and walked out of the room. You sighed as you laid back on the bed. You couldn’t believe that in a span of less than 24 hours, you and Harry were back together and you were already so happy. You just hoped it stayed that way for at least a while.

**

When Harry got back to the hotel, he had about 10 minutes to change and meet everyone down in the lobby. He knew they would be asking questions about last night, and he just hoped he could keep his emotions in check to not be obvious about what happened. 

Harry was going to wear a buttoned down shirt, but he realized there were a few new additions to his chest from the previous night’s events. He smirked to himself as he remembered it, but then quickly turned his thoughts to something else before he had a huge problem, you weren’t here to take care of. 

He then decided on just a regular t-shirt and grabbed some boots to put on. He got his keys and phone before heading out of the hotel room to meet everyone. 

Most everyone was already down in the lobby by the time Harry arrived. 

“About time you decided to show up,” Nick said. 

“I’m right on time,” Harry defended. 

“Yeah, but you’re always ready to go before everyone else, yet you’re the last one to arrive,” Jeff smirked. “Late night with a little someone?”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Don’t we have some breakfast to eat?” He said walking into the restaurant of the hotel. 

“Didn’t eat enough last night?” he smirked. 

“Watch your mouth,” Harry said. 

“It was just a joke,” he laughed. 

“I don’t need you talking or joking about Y/N and I’s sex life,” he said. 

“Oh my god, so you did!” Nick smirked. “I knew that you two couldn’t resist each other. Does this mean you two are back together?” 

Harry groaned. “What’s with all the questions?” 

“Okay, you can’t hook up with your ex, who you’ve  been like obsessed with for years, and just go silent!” Nick said. 

“Yes, I can,” Harry smirked grabbing a menu and opening it, almost has if he was trying to block out the questions. 

**

While you were eating your breakfast, you took out your journal and started writing down some words. By the time you had finished your food, you had an entire song written down. 

You knew that what you were about to do would be risky, but for right now taking risks meant you could be happy and living your life. 

You called up your band and told them to get to the venue a few hours earlier than the show because you had a song you wanted to work on for that night. 

Once you got all of that situated, you set the alarm on your phone and then went to sleep. 

**

“So, I know we were supposed to go out tonight, but uh Y/N invited us to her show,” he coughed. 

“Ooh,” Nick smirked. “I take it we’re going?” 

“Well, I’m going, and then I guess whoever else wants to go,” he said. 

“I’m going! I love me some Y/N,” Nick smirked. 

Harry laughed. “Sometimes I think you like her more than me.” 

“Well, she is prettier,” he joked. 

“That’s true,” Harry laughed. 

“So, you’re really going for it again, huh?” Nick said. 

“Yeah, I love her and she’s the one I want to spend my life with, so why not?” Harry smiled. 

“I’ve never heard you talk about someone like that before,” Glenne said. 

“That’s because I’ve never had a reason to talk about someone else,” he shrugged. “I met Y/N when I was 19 and really liked her and for some reason, she liked me back. We started dating a few months after we met and things we great for a while, but I was touring, she was touring, the media had a fucking field day with our relationship and it just got too much. So, we ended it a week before our one year anniversary and then a few months after that, we ran into each other again and tried it again, but shit just went downhill again. We were always fighting and having to defend our relationship. My Mum and sister kept asking me if what was going around in the media was true and I just let their doubt get in the way,” he sighed. 

“Did that not like her?” She asked. 

“No, it wasn’t that exactly, I think they were just worried about me getting hurt,” he said. 

“That makes sense,” she nodded. “How do you think they’re going to feel about the two of you getting back together?”

He shrugged,” I don’t know, but I know they want me to be happy and Y/N makes me happy,” he smiled. 

“Well, we’re happy for you and can’t wait to meet her tonight,” Glenne smiled. 

**

Harry and his group of friends arrived at the venue. They all were able to go in a back way and while everyone went to find their seats, Harry went to look for you backstage. 

You were getting changed into your on stage outfit when Harry knocked on the door. You walked over and opened the door, smiling when you saw him. He instantly wrapped his arms around you and picked you up in a hug. 

You giggled. “How was your day?” You asked. 

“It was great, but I missed you,” he pouted. 

“I missed you too,” you smiled. 

He smiled leaning down to kiss you. After a bit, he pulled away, “You’re so beautiful,” he said. 

“I know,” you joked. 

He laughed putting you on the ground and he walks over to sit down on the couch. 

“So, where is everyone else?” you asked. 

“They went to their seats,” he said. “I wanted to come see you before the show.”

“I’m glad that you did,” you smiled. 

“Y/N, ten-minute warning,” one of your crew members said poking their head into the room. 

“Okay,” you nodded. 

“Hey, Harry,” she smirked. “Welcome back,” 

“Thanks, Jess,” he laughed. “Well, I better get to my seat, so I don’t miss any of the show.”

You nodded. “After the show, you and everyone can come back here.” 

“Sounds good,” he said wrapping his arms around you. “You’re gonna smash it out there,” he smiled. 

“Thanks,” you smiled puckering your lips. 

He laughed leaning down to kiss you again before pulling away and heading out the door. 

**

The entire show so far had gone amazing. The crowd was loud and energetic and you could see Harry with a bright smirk on his face as he watched you. You were a bit nervous because the song that you had just written this morning was up next. 

You put your microphone on the stand and grabbed yourself some water to drink. 

“Okay, how are you all doing tonight?” you smiled. “Are you having fun?” 

The crowd screams and jumps up and down. 

“So, uh, this next song is a brand new song. It’s not on any album or anything. In fact, it’s so brand new, I literally just wrote it this morning,” you said. “Now, you’re all probably thinking, why are you about to do that? Don’t you need time to work it out and rehearse it and what not?” 

“Well, yeah, usually,” you laughed. “But I started thinking about how music, doesn’t always have to be perfect and it never truly is. Nothing is perfect. And that’s sort of what the song is about, it’s about how something might not be perfect or fine all the time, but you shouldn’t let it keep you from experiencing it. My band and I rehearsed this song all day, so hopefully it won’t be horrible,” you laughed. 

The crowd goes silent a bit, but a few voices make it through cheering you on. The music starts and you stand up to the microphone. 

“Face me. Take me. Save me, don’t try to change me. Face you. Take you. Save you, I won’t try to change you,” you started off. 

“Yes, Yes,” you sang softly. 

“Here’s my body that I’m giving to us. Here are my arms that’ll hold us up. Here’s my life dedicated to love. I’ll try to give you everything you deserve and I can’t promise that’s gonna be fine. Here I am if you’re ready to try, here’s my tears when you tell me those words, here’s my life, for better or worse, for better or… yes, yes.” You sang at the end of the song. 

The crowd went insane and you had the biggest smile on your face. You looked over at Harry and you could see him smiling as big as you. He knew that song was written about him and about your relationship. 

**

Once the show was over, Harry and his group of friends, went backstage. When you got off stage, you went a changed out of your sweaty clothes and put on something more comfortable and dry. You sprayed some dry shampoo in your hair and touched up your makeup before heading to meet everyone. 

They were all talking to one another and Nick saw you first. “There she is!” he joked. “The lady of the night!” he said running over and giving you a hug. 

You laughed hugging him back and Harry turned around. “Oi, hands off my girlfriend,” he said. 

“Shh, don’t tell him about our love affair,” he joked. 

“He’s only jealous because you’re not hugging him,” you giggled. 

“Hey! I’m right here you know,” he said. “I can hear both of you.” 

“We weren’t exactly trying to keep it from you,” you laughed. 

Harry rolled his eyes with a smile and wrapped his arms around you. “You were fucking amazing,” he whispered. “Bloody brilliant.” 

“Thank you,” you smiled. 

“And that song… wow. It was everything.” he smiled. 

“I’m glad that you liked it,” you smiled. 

“I loved it,” he said. “Ready to meet everyone?” 

You nodded. Harry took your hand and gave it squeeze before walking over to the group. He introduced you to everyone and they seemed to really like you because they invited you out with them. 

“Actually, Y/N and I already have plans,” Harry said. “We have some things we need to talk about before she leaves in the morning.” 

“Oh, you have to leave tomorrow?” Jeff asked. 

“Yeah, I have a show in DC tomorrow night,” you said. 

“Well, have fun you two,” he said. 

“Yeah, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Nick smirked before leaving with the rest of the group. 

“So, do you want to grab some food?” he asked. 

“Yes, I’m starving, but we can just grab something quick and go back to the hotel,” you said. 

He nodded and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked out to your car. After stopping to get some Chinese food, you both go up to your hotel room. 

You were leaning up against Harry as you two ate. “Tomorrow morning’s gonna come too soon.” you sighed. 

“I know,” he whispered kissing your head. “But we’ll see each other soon. I have to fly back to London to rehearse and film a tv spot, but after that, I’ll be free for a bit so I could fly out to meet you on tour,” he smiled. 

“Really?” you asked. 

“Yes,” he nodded. “I don’t really have any promo to do until it gets closer to the release date of my album, so I’ll have a few weeks free. I mean I’ll probably have to fit in some rehearsal time with my band, but your tour is over in a month or so right?” 

You nodded.” Yeah, my final show is at the end of May.” 

He smiled. “And then once you’re done with tour and I’m finished with a shit of promo, we can take a nice little getaway together,” he whispered. 

“That’d be wonderful,” you smiled. “I need a getaway.” 

He smiled. “I bet you do.” 

“Know what else I need?” you smirked turning around to face him.

“What’s that?” He asked watching you move toward him. 

“You,” you whispered before leaning into kiss him. 

**

The next morning came early when your alarm went off. You sighed cuddling up to him. He yawned kissing your head and rubbing your back. 

“What time do you have to leave?” He asked. 

“7 am, so we have about an hour left,” you sighed sadly. 

“Let’s order some breakfast and then jump in the shower while we wait,” he said. 

You nodded sitting up in the bed, holding the bed sheet over your bare chest and grabbing the phone. After you placed the order, you both went into the bathroom for a quick shower. 

When you were done, you dried off and changed into some yoga pants and hoodie. You packed everything in your suitcases and sat down to eat breakfast when the food arrived. 

After you ate, Harry wrapped his arms around you. Tears were threatening to fall and it didn’t take long before they did. Harry sighed. “Baby, don’t cry,” he whispered. 

“I’m trying not to, but we’ve already been apart for so long and this wasn’t enough time,” you sniffled. “I know we’re going to see each other in a week, but still. I feel like I just got you back and now we’re going to be apart again.” 

“We’ll talk every day. We’ll facetime. This week will go by before you know it and I’ll be on tour with you and we’ll have every day together,” he whispered. 

“Promise?” you whispered. 

“I promise baby,” he smiled putting his forehead on yours. 

Unfortunately, it was time for you to leave. Harry grabbed your suitcases and loaded them onto the cart. He tipped the bellhop to take them down to your car. 

Your car was parked at the back of the hotel, which meant that you and Harry could privately say your goodbyes before getting into the car. When you got down to the car, Harry wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly against in him a huge hug. 

“You better call me as soon as you get a chance,” he said. 

“I will,” you smiled. “And you better call me when you get back to London.” 

“Don’t worry, I will,” he smiled. 

You two embrace for a little bit longer and he leaned down to kiss you. You eventually pull away. “I love you,” you whispered. 

“I love you too baby,” he smiled. 

You get into the car and head to the airport. 

You were still scared about getting back together with Harry, but you would rather be terrified of what could happen, then miserable because you would always wonder what if. You just hoped that this time, things would be different, better and you would finally get your happily ever after that you both deserved. 

**** The song referred to is Yes by Demi Lovato! :) 

Hope you enjoyed this One Shot! :) 

Together // Spencer Reid

A/N — I’m back ahaha and with 11 followers that makes me very happy. Anyways, here’s some Spencer fluff™ for you guys. Also, this still has Derek in, so it’s probably based in the earlier seasons. Maybe 5/6?

- Blue x

Requested: Nope! My brain threw this at me

Warnings: Really cute Spencer

Summary: Spencer loves her, he knows that, so why not ask her to move in?

— Spencer’s POV —

It was hard, very hard, for someone like me to ask someone like her to move in with me.

I mean, she was like an angel. She was my everything and I wanted to wake up next to her everyday, see that smile, I wanted to roll over in my bed to meet her eyes with mine and feel the nervousness go away.

It was just asking her that was the problem. So, as any other person would, I asked the man who would know exactly what to do in a situation like this…

Derek Morgan.

“Hey, uh, Morgan, can I ask you something?” I say, voice shaking just from the thought of asking her such a big question.

This was big for us, we’d been together about a year and a half so moving in together is a big step.

“Course you can kid, what’s up?” He asks me, smile brighter than ever, happy I can confide in him.

“Statistically, 54 percent of all first marriages between 1990 and 1994 began with unmarried cohabitation. So, how do I ask Y/N to move in with me? I mean, it’s a hard question you know?” I list, probably speaking to fast for him to find it coherent, but I tried.

“Ok, kid, just slow down. You want her to move in with you?” He asks, the coffee in his hand letting out steam as we speak.

Even just standing in the bullpens kitchen, my heart was racing.

This was such a big thing, and my mind couldn’t stop racing. What if I was going the wrong way about things?, what if this was the wrong thing to do in general? - so many things were terrifying, but in turn I would do anything to keep her by my side as long as I could.

“Well I think that’s what I trying to say, yeah. Yeah I think I do.” I say, hand running through my tussled hair and tugging the ends slightly.

“Wow! Well done boy genius! You’ll do great. Just sit her down, and tell her everything you want to tell her, it’s not like she’ll say no.” He says, smile painted across his face like a fine art canvas.

“Ok. Yeah, ok I’ll try that tonight. Thanks Morgan.” I say, before pouring the heaps of sugar into my tea, and walking back to my desk, the thought of waking up to her in the morning still playing on my mind.

“Hey, kid?” I hear from behind me, as I sit in front of the heaps of files as only me and Morgan are left.

“Yeah?” I reply, hearing his questioning tone.

“Does that also mean you wanna marry her eventually?” He asks, smile never fading as before.

“Um, I think so, maybe, probably.” I stutter, not needing a bigger question than the one on my mind right now.

And as Morgan left for the night, she appears, and it’s like everything around me stops.

To me, she isn’t just any FBI agent, she’s like an angel cast down on earth. She’s like the detective to my murder case, and I couldn’t wish for anyone else to be with. The smile I wear like a badge everyday, it’s all down to her and her perfections.

To her, her whole being was imperfections riddled throughout her body, but to me - she was perfect, and I couldn’t get anyone better than her.

“Hey Spence! Just you?” She kindly asks me, sitting on the space on the edge of my desk and kissing my cheek with her soft, plump lips as chills run down my spine.

I can’t stop my hands shaking, my mind racing and my heart skipping so many beats I feel like I’ll pass out.

“Yeah, they, uh, they all went for some dinner. Thought I’d wait around for you and get this stuff done.” I say, stumbling over my words, thinking of what Morgan said.

I can hear his voice in my head, his calming words, ‘tell her everything you want to tell her, it’s not like she’ll say no’

“Why didn’t you go? You don’t have to wait for me Spence, don’t let me get in the way.” She says, placing to files from where she works downstairs onto Emily’s desk.

“Because I need to ask you something, uh, yeah I do. Ha.” I splutter out, a nervous, breathy laugh leaving my body as I look down and play with my hands, avoiding the dreaded eye contact.

“Spence, you know you can ask me anything, what’s up?” She questions, concern written in her furrowed eye brows.

How can someone with such a loving heart be with someone like me? I always wondered what I did to deserve someone like her.

“Ok, so I’ve been thinking. And 18.5% of couples cohabitate due to financial reasons, but I don’t want to do that, y’know? I wanna live with you because the thought of waking up with you every morning is what makes me smile more. And I’ve also noticed that I feel happier with you. And-“ I say, throwing out words faster than a machine.

“Spencer, slow down, what the hell are you asking me?” She asks me, more confused that I’d ever seen her.

“Y/N, will you move in with me?” I say, after taking a deep breath to rethink everything I’d told her.

“Spence, course I will!” She says, standing up to meet my eyes, as I look down into hers and interlace our fingers, landing a kiss onto her lips gently.

“Well then, looks like you’re stuck with me and my facts.” I laugh, smile bigger than ever before.

“I’ll be stuck with you and your facts anyday, Spence.” She laughs, kissing me again, my heart still beating faster than it ever had, all because I had her.

2

Peter handed the cashier the money that he owed for the miscellaneous items Aunt May needed for her lunch tomorrow. Nodding his head as a goodnight, he plugged in his headphones and headed out of the 24 hour grocery store. Glancing down at his phone, he winced at the time. It was getting close to midnight, no doubt Aunt May would either be sleeping or staying up to scold him for being out so late. 

He couldn’t help it. He had gotten distracted by the news on the television store he had passed along the way. The city was divided on Spider-Man and Peter got a little too invested in what they were saying. And then he had found some perfectly good CD players and old camcorders that were tossed in the dumpster by the electronics store. To be completely honest, it was a wonder that Peter had even made it to the grocery store at all. He was easily distracted and always seemed to veer off course unless it was extremely important. 

He was halfway home when he noticed a girl sitting on the front steps of a house that was blaring with awful music and strobe lights bright enough to cause him to have a seizure. Slowing down his pace, he shifted the bags in his hands and pulled out one of the headphones. 

“You okay?” 

The girl’s head snapped up, her eyes widening and then relaxing that it was just a kid and not some crazy looking stranger. Pulling her knees further to her chest, she gave a small smile and nodded. “Me? Yes. I’m okay.” 

Peter wasn’t convinced, looking at her clearer, he recognized her from his computer class. Flickering a look towards the house, he rose a brow. “Shouldn’t you be inside?”

Shrugging, she sighed. “I suppose.” Looking behind her, she frowned. She could see her friends dancing and having fun from behind the windows. Turning back around, she mumbled. “I’m just not feeling it tonight.” Shoving her hands in her jacket pockets, she looked up at Peter. “I’m waiting on my friends to finish having fun.” 

“They don’t sound like good friends if you’re out here all by yourself….” Peter stated. Again he shifted the bags in his hands.

“Oh! No, they’re great! I love my friends,” she defended, frowning, she ran a hand through her hair as she tried to figure out how to say what she wanted to say without sounding mean. “They just….sometimes…they can be a little overbearing. They definitely mean well! I’ve been cramming for the past two weeks for finals and I’m not always up for parties, you know? And they begged me to come out tonight and I-”

“-gave into peer pressure? It’s okay. I understand.” Peter assured even though he honestly had no idea what it felt like to be pressured into a party he didn’t want to go to. In fact, he wasn’t sure if he had ever been invited to any of the parties that had been popping up for the past few months. Not that he minded, he had important business to take care of most nights but before he became Spider-Man, he may have been a little upset. 

She frowned but eventually nodded. “Yeah, I suppose I did give into peer pressure.” Sighing, she bit her lip. “I really mean it though, they do mean well. If I asked them to leave, they would but I don’t want to ruin their fun because I’m not having fun.” 

Peter gave her a smile, he hadn’t really spent a lot of time admiring her like he did with Liz but he knew that she was one of the sweetest girls in his school. Placing the bags in his opposite hand, he stuck the other for her to shake. “I’m Peter, by the way.” 

“I know.” She smiled, taking his hand anyway. “You’re in my computer class,” she giggled at his expression. “You aren’t invisible, Peter.” 

“Yeah, I, um, I, didn’t, I figured you didn’t know me. Most people ignore that I exist, so….” Trailing off, he tilted his head and did a little spin before adding, “I know who you are too.” He mumbled her name and went red at her tired, glistening eyes and smile. 

[Y/N] didn’t know much about Peter other than he was one hell of a smart kid but she had a feeling that there was a lot more to him that his slightly adorable looks. The more time she sat on the curb listening to him mumble and avoid her eye contact, the more she realized just how cute he was. Shaking her head, she chuckled. “I would never just ignore someone’s existence, everyone has a purpose whether it be good or bad.” 

Peter just smiled, nodding. A silence fell over the two for a moment before Peter had an idea.  “Well, listen, uh, um, I could, you know, maybe, if you wanted.” Closing his mouth, he internally called himself in an idiot for sounding like one. “I could walk you home, if you want.” He flickered a look towards the party that didn’t seem to anywhere near close to being done. “Seems like they might be in there for awhile.” 

She turned her head too, glancing at her friends drinking it up. Sighing, she stood up. [Y/N] smiled lightly, “You know what, yeah.” Pulling out her phone, she sent her friends a group text saying that she was headed home and a thank you for inviting her out. Putting into her pocket, she looked up at Peter’s dumbfounded face. “What?” 

“N-nothing! I, uh, didn’t think you’d-”

“-Peter,” she firmly said, walking towards him, she pulled a bag from his hand and held it in her own, “You made an offer to walk me home, anywhere sounds better than here.” 

“Right.” He spoke softly, smiling, he bit his lip. “Where to, which direction?” Aunt May would understand if he was just a few more minutes late. 

[Y/N] tilted her head, a smirk on her lips. “Are you sure that you don’t do the pretending of people’s existence?”

“Uh what?” 

She started walking, causing Peter to stumble after her. She chuckled, “We live in the same apartment complex, Parker.” She flickered a look, “I’m pretty sure everyday we sit across from each other on the train.” Sighing, she smirked again. “Although, you’re pretty invested in your iPod most mornings so it doesn’t offend me that you didn’t know that part but come on, we’ve bumped into each other on the elevator, I’m sure.” 

Peter recalled a few moments where he did remember her being in his complex. “Oh, wow. I, I’m sorry. I never pay attention. I’ll be sure to not pretend you don’t exist.” He flickered her a smile. 

“Good!” She giggled. “Because I won’t be forgiving next time now that we’ve made our acquaintances.”  

Whatever I want...

Words Count: +3000 (Sorry)

Warning: Teasing, Heavy Make out, smut.

/*It turns out becoming so lame, sorry.*/


As I walk through the front door, I feel excitement to see Henry, is been a few weeks since we spend proper time together. I called him early to inform the meeting was a success and he told me we were going to celebrate tonight.

“Henry, I’m home!” I call, looking for him.

He comes from the dinner room, smiling sweetly at me. “Congratulations, my love.” He says as he approaches me. He kisses deeply, holding my face. It takes my breath away, but I don’t want to part. I feel the weight of the past days been lifted of my shoulders. I want nothing more than stay in this man’s arms for as long as possible.

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Absolutely Gorgeous (Scott McCall imagine)

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines


Request: Can I request a Scott McCall imagine with prompt 12 :) I feel like that’d be cute <3 (Scott McCall needs more love)

my precious lil bean does need more love

Prompt:
12) “you always look gorgeous”


“Hey handsome” I greeted as I walked up to Scott and planting a kiss on his cheek, “Hey guys” I greeted the rest of the pack.

“Hey (Y/N)” they all greeted back.

“What are you guys wearing for my costume party?” Lydia asked.

They all explained what they were going to wear while Scott pokes me,“I was thinking we could do a couple costume” Scott explained and I nodded my head in agreement.

“By the way, you look gorgeous” Scott complimented and kissed me on my temple. 


“Babe, I think I know what we should dress up as” Scott began, “We should dress up as Superman and Wonder-Woman, since you call me superman all the time” Scott continued.

“That’s great! I love the idea!” I exclaim, “We just need to get the costumes” I added.

“(Y/N), I’m way ahead of you” Scott chuckles and grabs a bag from outside the hallway.


Scott was getting ready in the bathroom while I was in his room finishing up my hair and makeup.

There was a knock at the door, “Come in” I called out and turned around to see Scott.

“Superman, you’re looking very handsome tonight” I giggle, wrapping my arms behind his neck pulling him closer.

“Well thank you Wonder Woman, you look absolutely gorgeous, but then again, you always look gorgeous” Scott replied. 

“I love you, Happy Halloween Scott” 

“I love you too and Happy Halloween (Y/N)” Scott then leaned in and kissed me.

“Ready for the Halloween party?” he questions, “I have my superman by my side so of course” I answer taking his hand and walking out the door.

Raeken and Dunbar

Can we just take a minute and think about how my first smut got 100+ notes, and I just now reached 200+ followers and I’ve had the blog for less than a month??? YOU ARE ALL SO GREAT NOW ENJOY SOME MORE SMUT THIS IS ALSO HELLA LONG WHOOPS
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Request- Hey! I literally just read your smut imagine/one shot of Theo Raeken (I think you had also mentioned it’s your first smut imagine) and I love it! I don’t know if you’re taking requests but if you are (I know this is probably too fast for you) could I request a Threesome with Theo Raeken, the reader and Liam Dunbar? I really think that you’d do an awesome job! ♥ :-) I really love your imagines by the way! And I’ll totally understand if you can’t do it, I won’t blame you. Again, love your imagines
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I was never the kind of girl to think that I was hot shit, literally never. I always thought I had nice features but nothing that would make boys fall at my feet, I was right up until Theo and Liam started acting like I walked on water. Ever since we all came back from summer vacation it was if I was the hottest girl in the world to them. Sure, I got a little tan over the summer, my hair got longer, like most girl’s hair do in the summer but that’s really all that’s different. I didn’t know why they were acting like this and I know that I should pick one of them or let them both down easy, but truth be told I didn’t know how I felt about them, let alone which one I liked more than the other. I was sitting on the bleachers outside as the guys were all practicing for lacrosse and writing my essay for English. I looked up for a second, chuckling as Coach yelled at Greenburg, like always. Coach blew the whistle meaning practice was over and before I knew it, a shadow was blocking my light. I looked up to a sweaty and smiling Liam in front of me and I sighed.
“Hey, Liam.” I said, as he sat down next to me and looked at what I was writing. The thing is, I like Liam, how couldn’t I? He is nice, part of the pack, he gets sweetly nervous around me, and he isn’t horrible to look at either. I just didn’t know if I liked him more than I liked Theo.
“You look really pretty today.” He said causing me to smile and a small blush spread across my face, as he smiled as well. Liam’s compliments were always sweet and he was always offering to help me to class or offering to help me study when we both know he is the one who needs help studying. Liam is boyfriend material for sure but, how would he be in the sack?
“Hey, Dunbar! Get away from my girl!” Theo yelled while walking towards us, causing Liam to sigh and roll his eyes, knowing that his moment alone with me was long past over. The thing is, I like Theo. I just didn’t know if I liked him more than I like Liam. Theo was the opposite of Liam. Theo was hot and he knew it, he was always flirting with me, calling me hot and saying that I was “his girl”.  I mean, every girl loves a bad boy. As far as I could tell, he wasn’t boyfriend material but I knew that he would be good in the sack. You see my problem here? When Theo got to us, he wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed my temple.
“How are you doing today, babe?” He asked causing me to chuckle before I hugged him back slightly, causing Liam to tense up at the sight of us.
“Good, especially now that you are both here.” I said, trying to put some niceness between them.
“She isn’t your girl, Theo.” Liam said, causing me to sigh as they both stared at each other, eyes glowing. They were crazy, their eyes glowing like that in the middle of the day just because they were being stupid and hormonal teenage boys. I was about to tell them to knock it off before I got any idea, a way to pick one of them and have my questions answered.
“Hey. Both of you, come to my house tonight and I’ll tell you “whose girl” I am. No more fighting.” I said putting hair quotes with my fingers around “whose girl”. Causing them both to look at me in disbelief, but both agreeing just the same.
“Great! My house, nine o’clock!” I yelled, grabbing my stuff and jogging off of the field and towards my car. I knew Theo would be up for my plan, I just had to convince Liam. I was hoping just the fact that Theo would be up for it would make Liam want to do it too, so Theo wouldn’t win by default. I rushed home to start getting ready and so I could clean up my room. After tonight I should know something more about who I had more feelings for but god, was it going to be tiring. I cleaned my room first, knowing that I would get hot and a little sweaty while doing so. I then hopped in the shower, shaved what needed to be shaved and changed into something sexy but not slutty. I called my parents to make sure that they were going to be out all night like their note said, not wanting them to come home in the middle of what I had planned. They said they were coming back into town tomorrow afternoon so everything was set, the doorbell ringing made me jump slightly before I looked at the clock. It was nine o’clock on the dot, so much for being late. I opened to door, finding both guys standing there, both looking rather nervous to find out what I had to say.
“Come in.” I said stepping aside to let both guys in, Liam giving me a small side hug as he walked in and Theo kissing my forehead. There really was no end to this for them huh? I shut the door, locking it behind them and following them into the living room. I pointed at the stairs leading up to my room and they both nodded, not thinking anything of it, and jogged up the stairs. I smiled to myself at how completely obvious they both were in this moment.
“So you guys want to hear the plan?” I asked as we all walked into my room, Liam looking around the room to see what I had hanging up on the walls and how I kept my room while Theo just sat down on the bed. They both nodded, while staring at me as if my answer would kill one of them.
“I like you both, a lot. I just don’t know which one, I like more. So, I figured that I would invite both of you over and we could all do something that could help me, in my decision.” I said pacing back and forth. I looked at both boys, Theo smirking and shooting a wink my way while Liam looked so utterly confused. I didn’t just want to say it outright, I was hoping that they would understand without me, having to say it.
“Sounds like fun, I’m up for it.” Theo said making me smile and look at Liam, hopefully. Liam looked at me and then back at Theo, and then back at me. I let out a small laugh at the fact that Liam wasn’t understanding what I was trying to say.
“I don’t get it.” Liam said making Theo chuckle as I took a step towards Liam, my hands now resting on his chest, looking up at him, causing him to gulp. He had to have known what I was talking about, I just think he was to nervous to say it.
“What’s the one thing that you can think of that could help me pick between two guys? It involves burning calories and some fun.” I whispered in his ear as his hands rested on my lower back. As I pulled back from his ear, Liam cupped my face and kissed me softly. I smiled into the kiss, knowing that for sure he knew what I was talking about. The kisses became more heated and deeper within a few minutes and I could already feel Liam’s hard on against my thigh, that was quick. A minute or so later, I felt another pair of hands go to my waist.
“Okay, the point of all of being here, is to share.” Theo said pulling me away from Liam, sitting on the bed and pulling me on top of him, making me giggle at how fast and strong he was. The whole reason I was doing this was to see if I could get a fire to come out of Liam, and a little softer and more intimate side out of Theo. It was going to be hard to pick either way, but I had to do it sooner or later. Before Theo and I could do anything, Liam interrupted us.
“I have an idea. (Y/N), pants off.” He said causing me raise an eyebrow at him but none the less, I got up from Theo’s lap and took my pants off, showing them both my dark blue, lacy boy shorts. They both smirked at the sight and then Theo cleared his throat, wanting to continue with whatever Liam’s idea was.
“Now Theo lay down, (Y/N) straddle his face but face my way.” Theo and I both looked at Liam, surprised at the fact that his plan was actually pretty hot. I did what I was told, pushing Theo down on the bed, climbing on top of him but turning around as my core hovered over his nose, so I was facing Liam. I winked at Liam, as he walked towards me and Theo pushed my panties aside. I was beyond wet at this point and I was beginning to think that this is the best idea, I’ve ever had. As I felt Theo beginning to lick me up and down, Liam walked over to me, pulled my top off and connecting our lips. As Liam and I made out, Theo was going to town on me, making me moan into Liam’s mouth. I ran my hands up Liam’s shirt, slipping it over his head, breaking our kiss just for second before heading right back to it. Theo’s hands gripped my thighs, pulling me down into his mouth, hard making me throw my head back and breaking my kiss with Liam, once again. Liam’s hands went to my shoulder’s slipping my bra straps down to pool around the tops of my breasts. This was hotter than I could have ever imagined and we were just getting started. As Theo worked his magic on my lower half, Liam was certainly paying attention to my upper half.
“So perky, so beautiful.” Liam whispered as he kissed the tops of my breasts as he pushed my bra down to my mid stomach. Liam cupped my breasts in his hands, kissing every inch of them, as I unhooked my bra from behind me. My hands went to Liam’s hair as he paid special attention to my nipples, now being pleasured from both boys. I began to grind my hips down, feeling a familiar knot starting to form in my stomach.
“Oh, Theo.” I moaned out causing Liam’s to bite down on my left nipple which made me shriek and giggle by his reaction. Not a few seconds later, I could feel myself coming undone because of the boy underneath me, Liam holding me up as I shook with pleasure. Once I came down from my high, I climbed off of Theo, as he wiped his mouth and took his shirt off.
“Now, I have an idea.” He said causing both Liam and I now to nod, wanting to go through with Theo’s end of the plan. Theo gave amazing head and Liam sure knew how to take care of me but we weren’t done just yet.
“Liam, take your pants off, (Y/N) on your hands and knees on the bed, Liam is going to take you from behind and (Y/N) you are going to pleasure me like I just pleasured you.” He said causing Liam, to begin to take his pants off right away as I smiled and nodded, I was beyond ready for this. Once both boys had their pants off, I looked at both of their dicks, they were both packing a good amount so there wasn’t a clear winner just yet. Both guys got into their positons before looking down at me, making sure this was all okay. I nodded, Liam, entering me from behind, making me let out a loud moan, while Theo took all of my hair in his hands as I wrapped one of my hands around his shaft and put his head in my mouth. As Liam thrusted into me, his force sent me to bob on Theo’s dick. All I had to do was suck, I played with Theo’s balls a little, him letting out a breathy moan as I heard Liam panting from behind me. In my opinion, oral is much more intimate and personal than fucking me from behind so in his own way, Theo was showing me that he did have a more intimate side and the fact that he wasn’t forcing me or choking me showed me that he was being respectful of my pace, while Liam was really letting the wild side of himself out.
“(Y/N), so tight.” Liam said as he got faster and faster, pleasuring me more and more with each thrust. I knew Theo was close judging by how load his moans were getting and I was close because that knot was creeping back up again. Theo and Liam locked eyes for a second and both nodded before both of them cumming at the same time, me following them seconds after. I swallowed all of what Theo gave me, not minding at all. Liam pulled out of me, leaving everything inside, thank god for birth control. Both guys laid down in my bed as I wobbled over to the bathroom to pee, what you are suppose to do after every time that you have sex. As I sat there, I till didn’t know who I was going to pick but I knew now, that I had deep feelings for both boys. When I walked back into my bedroom, Liam was on the right side of my bed while Theo was on the left, leaving a space in the middle for me. I got in between them, my top sheet covering all of us. We were all exhausted, and we knew we could all talk in the morning. I turned on my side to face Liam and Theo wrapped an arm around my wait from behind, spooning me. In that moment, I was happy that I suggested this and happy that both of them were up for it.

Like I Do-Daniel Seavey

Summary: Your best friend, Daniel Seavey, is finally in town again with his band on tour and if there’s one good thing about living in Portland, its that you’re guaranteed a few concerts here and there. The Why Don’t We concert is the day after your birthday and even though you’re bummed that Daniel can’t make it to your party, you’re ecstatic to see him perform live. But all of that could change when a simple surprise has the ability to end your friendship…

♥ ♥ ♥

“God I just wish I could be there.” Daniel’s voice carries over the phone and you sigh as you sit on your bed. “I do too, but you’ve got the tour to think about.” you say reassuringly, sitting back into the array of throw pillows that took up most of the space on your bed. 

“I just feel like such a bad friend.” he sighs and you can hear chatter from the other Why Don’t We boys in the background. “Daniel you’re on tour with your band living your dream. I completely understand. You’re still my best friend and I still love you.” you insist and you can hear his million dollar laugh. 

“Are you sure?” he asks again. “I’m sure.” You had to admit, it did suck that the boys were in Portland, a day early for their show but you still weren’t able to see them on your big day. 

It was like the perfect timing of the universe was wasted but even though he was too busy to make it to your birthday party, you held onto the fact that you would soon see him tomorrow night for the concert. 

“Okay well at least let the boys and I sing to you?” he half suggests, half asks and you quickly agree. “Of course.” you laugh. “Guys, guys. Come here we’re gonna sing happy birthday to (Y/N) really quick!” he yells and you smile as they harmonize the song over the phone, adding a few birthday wishes and comments afterwards. 

“Night made guys! But anyway I have my party soon so I’ll call you tomorrow Dani?” you ask and he agrees. “Yes. I will see you soon though. I promise.” he says and you wonder what he possibly could mean by it. 

You shake off the thought, however, assuming he was only talking about tomorrow’s concert. “(Y/N)!” your mom calls from the living room and you hurriedly check your appearance in the mirror before heading downstairs. 

Your makeup, hair and outfit all looked great and you couldn’t be happier about what your parents had planned for tonight. It was nothing special, just an evening spent with your closest friends and family, but it still meant the world to you. 

When you reached the living room your parents were sitting side by side on the couch and you greeted them before sitting down in the chair next to them. “What time are all of your friends coming over?” your mom asks and you check your phone for the time, answering a few text messages as you answer her. 

“Umm I think around seven or so.” you tell her and she immediately gets up and gets busy. “Seven? We have to get going!” she insists and your dad gives you a knowing look before joining her. 

“Mom it’s only six!” you laugh and she just ignores you. “This party is going to be perfect.” she mumbles as she walks away into the kitchen. “Okay, okay.” you groan, getting up and following her to help.

•••••

“Wow.” you whisper as you look at the house. When your mom first suggested the idea of putting up a few directions, you brushed her off, not wanting to do too much for the party. 

Looking at them now though, you were glad that you had agreed. Everything was laid out so nicely: A platter of snacks in the middle of the dining room table surrounded by decorative plates, glasses and silverware, confetti sparkling all around them. 

Silver and gold balloons randomly danced on the floor, adding warmth and fun to the room, and pictures of you and your friends were on display for all of the guests to see. 

Last but not least, your favorite picture of yourself rested on the coffee table in the living room, attached to two big number balloons reading 1 and 8 with ribbons, the paper frame ready to be signed by all of your friends who showed up tonight. 

“I know its not much but…” your dad trails off, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. “Its perfect, really. Thank you guys so much.” you say before embracing them both in a big bear hug. “Anyway,” your mom starts and wipes a few tears of her own. 

“The guests will be here any minute now so I’m gonna go put something nice on.” she says before disappearing into her bedroom, leaving you and your father alone in the kitchen. "We’re so proud of you. And we love you so much.“ he says and you smile widely. 

"I love you too dad. Now go to mom before she yells at you to help her pick an outfit.” you chuckle to keep yourself crying and he too disappears from the dining room. For a moment you look around at the house, smiling to yourself at how perfect tonight will be. The only thing missing is Daniel.

•••••

Before you have a chance to get too sappy, a ring from the doorbell pulls you out of your thoughts and you skip to the door to answer it. You’re greeted by a few of your friends, Ashley, Leah and Jacki. “Hey guys!” you smile before hugging each of them. 

“Happy birthday (Y/N)!” they all three yell at once and you usher them inside. “Okay so gifts go in the living room, my mom is around here somewhere if you wanna say hi and don’t forget to sign the frame on the coffee table!” you tell them and they all three part ways, Leah heading straight for the snacks. 

“Hi girls!” your mom calls to them, suddenly reappearing as she hugs them, swallowing them up in conversation. The doorbell rings again and you greet the new group of guests with smiles and hugs as well. 

“Katie! Hannah! Soph!” you squeal before repeating what you had told your other friends. Soon the house is full and you smile before walking through the house, talking with groups of people before heading to the kitchen for a snack.

You were stuffing your face with a few crackers when your mom piped up from the other end of the dining room. “Daniel couldn’t make it?” she asks. “No, he got held up with sound check or something he said.” you frown and she does the same. 

“What a shame. You know we love him.” she sighs and you smile sadly. “Yeah I know but he’s very busy these days.” you sadly say before returning to your friends and chatting with them some more. 

“No, no. We look nothing alike!” you heard Leah scoff as she showed Jacki and Katie a picture of her and her brother. Popping your head into their little circle, you laughed at them before rolling your eyes. 

“You guys never stop fighting do you?” you groan playfully. “Oh shut up.” Leah laughs before turning back to her conversation. The doorbell rang again and you looked around the room carefully as you made your way to the door. 

Everyone seemed to be here so you couldn’t imagine who it was but you swung the door open with a smile anyway. “DANI!!” you scream as the tall boy comes into view behind the door, holding his arms out excitedly for you. 

“Happy birthday!” he yells and you jump into his arms as the other boys and everyone inside watches you. “I missed you.” he mumbles into your hair before you part and you punch him in the arm before speaking again. 

“You lied to me!” you yell, trying to sound angry but the smile on your face doesn’t even allow it to be believable. “Yeah I know. I wanted to surprise you.” he says with a grin before pulling you into another hug. 

“Hey, we helped!” Zach whines from behind him and you let go of Daniel to greet the other boys. “Hey guys!” you smile, hugging each one of them before leading them inside and setting their gifts on the floor by the coffee table.

“Damn (Y/N) you clean up nicely.” Jack says in a flirty tone, eyeing you before giving you a playful wink. “Oh my god.” you groan with a laugh. “Spare me.” you joke but Daniel doesn’t think its funny. “Hey!” he yells at Jack as you lead them into the kitchen.

“So how are you guys? How’s the tour going?” you ask them when you’re finally somewhat alone. “It has been good. So good.” Daniel says with a smile and the other boys quickly agree. 

“Yeah it has been so amazing.” Corbyn says and you turn your attention to him. “How are you and Christina?” you ask him and he blushes slightly before answering. 

“She’s great. She misses you though.” he says. “Yeah, we talked this morning. I can’t believe she’s going to New York soon!” you say excitedly. “I know. I’m so proud of her.” he says and Daniel goes to say something but he’s quickly cut off by Zach. 

“Oh my gosh who is that?” he asks, his eyes widening as one of your friends walks by. “Her?” you say, motioning to your friend Katie as she walks by you and the boys. Zach nods slowly and you answer the questions in his mind. “Yes she’s single. Go talk to her!” you laugh and he immediately leaves the group. 

“You guys can all go explore. There’s a really funny picture of Daniel and I in the living room just above the fireplace and there’s snacks in the dining room.” you tell them and they all wish you another happy birthday before leaving you and Daniel alone in the kitchen. 

“So how have you been?” you ask him, leaning agains the counter to face him. “Great. Tour’s been great, the guys are great. Life is just so good right now.” he says and you listen as he tells you a bit about Los Angeles. 

“I wanna live there so badly!” you exclaim and he chuckles. “Yeah but you would hate the traffic.” he comments. “I don’t care. I just wanna be under the sun and out of the rain. I want to meet celebrities and actually have things to do.” you complain.

“Well you could apply to UCLA.” he suggests and you look at him like you’re in the Office. “No I’m serious. You’ve got the brains and you’ve been saving for college since you were like twelve. I’m following my dreams so why is so hard for you to see yourself following yours?” he asks seriously.

“You’re right. Thanks Dani.” you agree and he claps his hands together. “I could totally be your life coach.” he jokes and you smile. “Mhhhmm.”

•••••

“(Y/N) have you seen the-Daniel oh my gosh!!” your mother yells, pulling Daniel in for a hug. “I thought you said he wasn’t coming?” she turns to you and you hold up your hands. “I’m not the one who lied. Daniel wanted to surprise me.” you explain and she smiles. 

“How are you? How are things? Have you eaten?” she asks quickly and you roll your eyes as she showers him with questions. Daniel doesn’t mind though and he talks with her for a few minutes before your mom whips out her phone. 

“I need some pictures of you two. Smile!” she exclaims and you and Daniel pose for some pictures together. He puts his arm around you and lean into him. “There we go!” your mom says as she takes the final couple photos. 

“It was nice talking to you Dani.” she smiles before hugging him and leaving the two of you alone again. “So I was wondering, if you’re not doing anything tonight, we should do something?”

“We could go to the movies or go out for dinner or something.” he says and your face falls as you realize that you already have plans for tonight. “Daniel I’m so sorry. I already have plans tonight.” you apologize. 

“That’s okay.” he says, leaning back on the counter. “With who?” he adds and you think for a moment before answering. You had never been the best with boys so you were hesitant to tell Daniel about your new “friend” Eric. After all, you didn’t want to jinx it. 

“Well I’m kind of talking to someone.” you smirk and you obviously captured his attention because his eyes meet yours as he tenses up. “Do tell.” he says quietly. 

“This boy named Eric that I met in Oregon City when I was visiting my Aunt Shelly.” you explain, feeling bad about the fact that this was the first time you had even thought about Eric tonight. 

Suddenly Daniel got quiet. “What?” you ask him but he just looks away from you. “Nothing. I’m just bummed I won’t get to hang out with you later, that’s all.” he mumbles and you nod. 

“Okay well at least we get to hang out tonight. And I can come over to the hotel after the show if you want.” you offer but he doesn’t answer. “Daniel what’s wrong?” you ask but before Daniel gets a chance to answer, your mom is yelling for everyone to come into the living room. 

“Picture time!” you hear her call and you nudge Daniel before piling into the living room with all of the party guests. “Okay we need everyone to gather around (Y/N) so we can take a few pictures!” she yells over the indistinct chatter as everyone moves around, everyone trying to be next to you for the picture. 

“Hold on mom, we’re still waiting on someone.” you say and she raises her eyebrows before remembering Eric. Looks like aren’t the only one who forgot… “Oh yeah. Everyone hang tight, we need to wait for (Y/N)’s boyfriend!” she says, adding emphasis to last word and earning a few “Oohs” and “Aws” from your friends. 

Everyone seemed to be laughing except for Daniel and Jack, who just exchanged a couple of glances. “Wait Eric is coming to your party?” Daniel asks you, his expression impossible to read. 

“Yeah I didn’t mention that?” you ask confused. “No. You didn’t.” he says as he turns away from you, leaving you wondering why he was suddenly acting like a wounded puppy. 

“Sorry!” you call after him as he exits the room and heads for the kitchen. “What’s his problem?” Katie asks, turning away from her conversation with Zach. “Who knows.” you shrug before checking your phone for a text from Eric. Just as you were about to call him, you hear a faint knock on the door.

•••••

“You do realize that we have a doorbell right?” you ask Eric sassily as you open the door for him. “Ha-ha.” he says jokingly. You haven’t been hanging out too long, but he was already used to your attitude. “Come on in, we were just about to take some pictures.” you say, leading him inside and giving him a hug before taking his gift for you from him. 

“Hmm I thought we agreed that you wouldn’t get me anything?” you scold him with a smile. “I know. I just wanted to do something nice for you.” he says sweetly, making your heart beat faster and faster. 

“That’s really nice of you.” you say and he smiles, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck nervously. “PICTURES!!” your mom yells and you realize that everyone is watching you and Eric. Especially Daniel.

“Oh yeah, um, yes. Let’s go.” he says, grabbing your hand and leading you to where everyone else was waiting. “Eric honey, nice to see you!” your mom beams and you quickly bring a finger to your lips to shush her. 

“Okay, okay. Come on everyone!” she yells and soon all of your friends and family squeeze in next to you, Eric on your right side. “Alright, great.” your mother says, turning the camera from landscape to portrait. 

“Daniel get in next to (Y/N).” she says and Daniel pushes his way between you and Eric. “I, okay.” you say with a small giggle as Daniel touches his cheek to yours. “Sorry bro.” he mumbles in Eric’s direction.

 After your mother is done taking a few more pictures, she lets everyone go back to what they were doing. “All right guys. I got some goodies! I’ll leave you all alone now.” she says and everyone parts ways again. “So you’re in a band?” Eric asks Daniel. 

“Yeah, Dani is actually on tour right now!” you answer excitedly but Daniel just clears his throat. “Don’t call me that.” he says dryly, turning his attention to Eric. “Yeah I’m in a band. What do you do?” he asks cockily and you frown at how rude he’s acting. 

Pulling him aside, you excuse yourself from Eric and push Daniel in another direction to talk to him privately. “What’s up with you tonight? You’re being rude.” you ask with a frown. 

Daniel was not being himself. “What do you mean?” he asks innocently, the tone of his voice making your blood boil. “You know what I mean Daniel. You’re acting jealous that I have other friends!”

“It’s not my fault that you’re gone all the time and it sure as hell-” you stop yourself before you can say anything else, not wanting to raise your voice around all of the people in your house. “Say it. I probably deserve it.” he says and you just sigh, feeling bad about spending your time with him fighting.

“Look I don’t want to do this here. You need to cool down okay? I’ll meet you outside in like five minutes to talk.” you say and he sulks to the front door after nodding understandingly. “(Y/N)!” Eric calls from across the room and you walk over to him before telling him what’s going on. 

“Sorry but I need to go talk to Daniel. Something’s up with him.” you say and Eric just nods, a grin taking over his face. “What?” you ask and apparently you’re being funny because he just laughs in response. 

“It isn’t obvious?” he asks like you’re missing something. “Apparently not. Tell me.” you beg and he takes a drink of his water before saying something you thought you’d never hear. “Daniel likes you.”

•••••

As you make your way to the door you can’t stop thinking about what Eric had said. Daniel can’t like you, you’re you and he’s Daniel Seavey, American Idol fan favorite and famous boy band member. It just doesn’t make sense right? 

“Right.” your subconscious agrees and you sigh before running a frustrated hand through your hair. Even if Daniel did like you, why was he just now acting like it and how did he expect you to react? 

Did he think that you were just going to drop everyone, aka Eric, to be with him or did he think that you’d reject him and that’s why he kept quiet all this time? A hand on your shoulder keeps your thoughts at bay and you turn to see Jack once more. 

“Jack I’m not in the mood for your jokes right now.” you sigh, your hand fiddling with the door knob as he looks at you in confusion. “No. I am all out of jokes.” he laughs and you smile at him. 

“I was just gonna say…Go easy on Daniel okay?” he sighs and you go to protest but he puts his hand up. “He just, he really missed you.” he says before walking away from the door. “What does that even mean?!” you mumble to yourself before opening the door. 

The cool air hits you fast and a shiver runs through you as your eyes meet Daniel’s. “Are you ready to talk?” you ask, your voice low, just loud enough for him to hear from his spot in the driveway where he was leaning against the car you assume the boys had taken here. 

“Yeah. Sit with me?” he pleads and you join him on the hood of the car. “I feel really bad about the way I acted. You were right, I wasn’t being myself.” he says, his words came out in a jumbled mess, and you could tell he had been out here thinking of how to apologize. 

“Its okay Dani-Daniel.” you correct yourself. “You just need to talk to me. Now tell me what’s going on with you.” “Its nothing really. I was just overreacting.” he shrugs, but you know him better than that. 

“Daniel we’re not going back inside until you tell me what’s wrong.” you say stubbornly and stands up to face you. “I don’t like Eric.” he says plainly and you refrain from rolling your eyes at him. 

“Why not? He’s great. You would know that if you gave him a chance to talk.” you defend, holding your ground on the car hood. “Just the way he was acting all cool.” Daniel squints. “I don’t know why, I just don’t like him.” he says and by now you’re standing.

“Daniel that’s not good enough. I need an actual reason!” you yell as you get closer to him. “Why? So you can try to make excuses for him (Y/N)?” he barks, his voice just as loud as yours. 

“Excuses? He has literally done nothing wrong!” You yell. “You always do this! No one is ever good enough for me! Well guess what Eric IS!” you continue to yell. “He doesn’t know you like I do!” Daniel argues, crossing his arms. 

“OF COURSE he doesn’t! We’ve know each other since we were kids.” you say and you wonder if Daniel knows how impossible he’s being. “Yeah well…” Daniel yells and for a moment he looks like he’s wondering whether or not to continue. 

“Well what?” you challenge and something stirs inside you as Daniel gets closer and closer. “He doesn’t love you like I do. He can’t. No one can.” he whispers the last part before crashing his lips onto yours.

When the kiss is over, he looks at you with pleading eyes. “Say something (Y/N).” he begs. “Anything.” You look up at him softly, a few tears rolling down your cheeks as you process what just happened. 

“I’m sorry Daniel but I don’t feel the same way.”

♥ ♥ ♥

Author’s Note: OKAYYY WOW. Are you guys crying? Because I cried while writing this! Anyway, this was not requested it was just an idea that came to me late last night and as I started writing it, I really liked the way that it was turning out and I wanted to finish it up and share it with you guys. I know its kind of sad BUUUT if you guys really want a part two…I CAN MAKE THAT HAPPEN! ;-)

What Do You Get for Pretending the Danger’s Not Real? // Part Three // Kai Anderson

Originally posted by kaiandersn

A/N: This gif makes me want to set fire to all of my underwear underneath a shrine of Kai. ANYWAY, per request, here is part three! I think this will be the finale because I actually had a lot of trouble writing this and I’m not happy with it, as usual. Basically Kai being a manipulative son of a bitch in order to get what he wants. :)

Warnings: Smut, language, mental illness, murder, manipulation

Title credit: Sheep x Pink Floyd

Tags: @quicksilverbells​, @fragilelikeabomb0106​, @unhinged-on-the-fringe​, @delicrieux​, @bludesires, @iimaddhatzz​, @we-love-our-bandz​, @industrialgothbitch, @zaddywilk​, @suckerforpsychos

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Omfg last night at the Il Volo concert

after Maria Ignazio started screaming WHERE IS MARIA?!? MARIA MARIA MARIA! And Piero was like “she’s in the dressing room” so Igna ran off stage and Piero started introducing the next song and you hear Igna scream from backstage MAAAARIIAAAAAA and Piero and Gian started laughing hysterically. Then Igna came back to the stage after My Way with his hair a total mess and Piero and Gian were confused and Igna said “Maria was great.” And was breathing heavy and Piero and Gian literally started dying. Piero was doubled over laughing and gian leaned on his stand so hard it started to lower. They had legit crap attacks. Then when they started to announce tonight Gianluca said something then said “right Ignazio?” And Ignazio said “or left.” And Piero said “or left…” and it took him a minute but once he got it he literally just walked off the fucking stage lmfao