no reason really just enjoying the way he wears white t shirts

DUFF (CHAPTER 3)

Originally posted by nnochu

Chapter 3

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

╳ Genre: fluff, smut, angst 

 ╳ Summary: Being the Duff has really changed you.”“Excuse me, the Duff?” I asked, my voice rising a little at the end.“You know, the Designated. Ugly. Fat. Friend.”


As soon as I stepped into the house, I knew I would regret it. The music was so loud, I could feel the bass pounding through my chest. The living room was crammed full with people, and the thought of actually having to walk into that was giving me anxiety. But just remembering that this was Yoongi’s house was making my stomach do summersaults.

“Y/n, lighten up will you? It’s a party, you’re supposed to be having fun.” Lisa said, snaking her arm over my shoulder.

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Quickly : Jack Maynard Smut

(y/n is really close with conor but one night when he’s asleep she goes into the bathroom to find his horny brother)


You and Conor first met on a tinder date. At first you really fancied him, and over the last few months you have both taken it slow but have gotten really close. You have both discussed your commitment issues and Conor totally agrees. You would love to be a in a relationship with Conor, you really would, but you love the freedom of being single. You were a very sexual person and so you have many one night stands. The first time you and Conor had sex was after a night out together – it was such an amazing feeling to finally relieve all of the sexual tension that had been building up between the two of you. Lets just say you honestly struggled to walk the next day.

To be honest, yours and Conor’s relationship was a bit complicated. You were basically together, but sometimes you did get with other people. It did annoy you when Conor had sex with other girls because you did really like him – the jealousy would always bubble through your body yet you couldn’t do anything about it as you also slept with other people.

You both agreed not to kiss anyone in front of each other to rub it in your/his face. Conor always got jealous, too. One time when he caught you kissing a guy at Joe’s party it totally went off – the guy left with a nose bleed.

However, one thing that you really struggled with was Jack fucking Maynard. Conor’s little brother was the most irritating shit you had ever met. He always knew how to get under your skin and how to piss you off. You have no idea why he decided to be a dick to you the moment he met you, but he always has and you’re sure he always will.

It started off with little digs and rude comments that did actually offend you, but as you spent more time with Conor you realised what his brother was actually like. His comments did not offend you nowadays and you would normally tend to say something back – leading to an argument.

Conor normally laughed at your little arguments with Jack, but sometimes when they got too personal he’d have to stop them. Jack knew exactly how to wind you up and you hated it.

You were sat in your London apartment watching some TV when your phone buzzed. It was Conor.

‘What you doing tonight? Xx’

‘I have nothing planned, why? Xx’

‘Wanna come out? Me and the boys xx’

‘Sure xx’

‘Good, get ready and meet us at ours in an hour? Xx’

‘An hour? I cant get ready in an hour!! X’

‘Well hurry then babe ;) xx’

You sighed and put your phone on the side. Walking to your wardrobe, you thought about what you were going to wear tonight. You didn’t even know where you were going – most probably a club.

1 hour and 23 minutes later, you were in an uber on the way to Conor’s. You had chosen to wear a simple black dress. But you were starting to doubt it as it was really tight and showed your chest off a lot. You had to keep pulling it up at the top.

You thanked your driver and stepped out of the car, buzzing the apartment you needed and making your way up. It was quite hard to walk in the shoes you were wearing as they were so high. When you walked in, all the boys were there.

“Hey Y/N!” Joe greeted you as he was the first one to see you.

“Hi!” You replied just as Conor spotted you. The music was up quite loud so it was no surprise that the others didn’t hear you come in.

“About time.” Conor laughed when he reached you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and wrapping his arms around your waist. His hair was in it’s usual style and Conor was wearing a white t shirt under a black leather jacket along with some black ripped skinny jeans.

“I’m only like 20 minutes too late!” You defended yourself, snaking your arms up around Conor’s neck.

“Mmh whatever.” He hummed and kissed you again. He lightly pushed you up against the front door as the kiss got more intense and that’s when you had to pull away, shooting him a warning look to say not in front of his friends.

“Can we go now? Oh hi Y/N!” Caspar said, sending a small wave to you.

“Hi Casp.” You smiled.

“Right, lets go then.” Conor said quickly before grabbing your hand and opening the door.

“What is up with you?” You asked Conor as you were walking back down the steps of his apartment block.

“Nothing. You just look really good tonight.” He grinned, tightening his grip on your hand.

-

When you all finally got to the club, Jack insisted that everyone does shots. You all sat in the corner around a large table, of course you were next to Conor. Jack arrived to the table with a tray full of shots as everyone cheered and took one.

Throwing your head back, you downed the shot quickly. The alcohol burned your throat and you pulled a disgusted face. Everyone sat at the table for a while, enjoying their drinks.

“I wanna look for some girls.” Jack told everyone as he slammed his empty cup down on the table.

“Of course you do.” You snorted, not thinking he would hear. But when you saw his eyes connect with yours as he pulled an evil look, you knew he had heard you.

“Excuse me?” Jack asked.

“Nothing.” You smiled sarcastically at him. You felt Conor’s hand go to your thigh.

“Didn’t think so, slag.” Jack replied.

“What the fuck did you call me?” You felt yourself getting more and more angry at him as he sat there with a smug look plastered across his face.

“Oh, you didn’t hear me? I called you a slag.”

“Says you?! Jack you have slept with way more people than I have so I don’t really think you’re in a position to call me a slag.” You argued back, taking a sip of your wine.

“All I’m saying is I know a slag when I see one.” He put his hands up, trying to look innocent.

“And all I’m saying is you’re a dick head. Go find a girl then, like you wanted.” You said to him, wanting nothing more than for him to go away.

“I’d rather stay here and piss you off.” He grinned. For a second, you almost smiled back. You hated yourself for it – but you secretly found Jack very attractive, and when he grins at you like this it makes your heart melt a little.

“Right, well you two can stay here and argue but I’m going to have a good time.” Conor announced as he finished his drink.

You hadn’t even noticed, but everyone else had gone to dance. Conor got up, pressed a kiss to your cheek and went to join the others on the dance floor. For some reason, Jack scooted closer to you on the seat.

“Notice how he didn’t even defend you? Because he knows you’re a slag.” Ouch. Jack’s words hurt you a lot, but you wouldn’t let him know that.

“Shut up.” You mumbled, feeling yourself becoming weaker in this argument.

“You know I’m right. It’s why he doesn’t want you to be his girlfriend,” Jack came even closer. “He just wants you to stick around so he can have sex on tap.”

“Fuck off, Jack, seriously.” You sighed.

“I’m his brother, so I would know.” He added, placing a hand on your thigh which suddenly made your breathing increase.

“You’re just trying to wind me up. Stop.” You replied, pushing his hand off and turning to try and locate Conor. Your heart dropped when you spotted him, dancing very intimately with a brunette. You quickly looked away, knowing that they’ll be kissing any time soon and you didn’t want to put yourself through that.

“See? He doesn’t fucking want you.” Jack growled, his lips so close to your ear. You felt so fucking hurt, the alcohol and Jack’s words were really getting to you and you hated it.

Suddenly, you felt Jack’s lips against your neck. This is the last thing that you had expected to happen. As he kissed and nipped at your skin with his soft lips, your eyes fluttered closed and you felt yourself biting down onto your bottom lip. This was Conor’s younger brother doing this – and you suddenly felt super guilty when you felt your underwear getting damp.

“Jack,” You breathed. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Jack pulled away from you and you almost whined at the loss of contact. He stared at you for a few seconds with no expression, just blinking. You didn’t know what the hell he was thinking but you weren’t sure if you wanted to know.

“I just came over to say that if I were you two, I wouldn’t be doing that. Conor is just over there.” You looked up to see Joe, drink in his hand and a concerned look on his face.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about, mate.” Jack replied as he stood to his feet.

“Just saying.” Joe replied, holding his hands up as though he was defending himself.

-

The night was coming to an end and you all made your way out the uber. After your little incident with Jack, you decided to spend the night with Josh and Joe, downing lots more shots and dancing like idiots. They both made you laugh a lot, helping the fact that Conor was in the corner busy with another girl. Thankfully, Conor climbed into the uber by himself.

“Hey babe.” He slurred, pressing a sloppy kiss to your cheek.

You almost wanted to push him away. But you remembered the rules, Conor wasn’t doing anything wrong and you weren’t in a relationship. Jack’s words came back to you, stinging a little. As the uber had to fit all of you in, it was kind of like a mini bus and so you had to sit opposite someone. Unlucky for you, you were sat opposite Jack.

“Had a good night?” Conor asked you, rubbing your thigh.

“Yeah it was alright. You?” You replied, sending him a small smile.

“Really?” Jack snorted, interrupting your conversation with Conor. “Of course he did, did you see him with that girl? Mate, she was a solid nine out of ten!”

As Conor laughed at his brothers words, you felt yourself doubting your relationship with Conor more and more – but that was the thing, you Conor weren’t in a relationship. Maybe it was just Jack messing with you tonight or it was your true feelings coming out because you were drunk. You’ll just have to see how you feel about the situation in the morning.

“Stay over?” Conor asked you as the uber was nearing his, Jack and Josh’s apartment block. “Please?”

“OK.” You agreed.

Even though your head was a mess right now, the chance to have sex with Conor was something you’d never turn down. That boy was amazing in bed, you could not get enough. He laced your fingers together and smiled at you when you agreed.

It was a nice feeling to finally get home (to Conor’s) after the club. You had no idea what the time was and you were still feeling a bit drunk. When you all got inside, you immediately went to Conor’s room and got out of your clothes, throwing on a t shirt of his and leaving your legs bare – his t shirt came down to your mid thighs anyway.

You went and joined the three boys in the living room where they were eating a cold pizza from dinner. Josh and Jack were sat on the sofa and Conor was laying down on the rug, next to the coffee table as he was munching on a slice of pizza.

“Is Conor alright?” You laughed, noticing how drunk he actually was.

“Think he’s had a few too many shots tonight.” Josh replied as you took a slice of pizza.

You looked over at Jack – instantly regretting it. Even though he had his phone up in front of him, as though he was on it, his eyes were on you. He looked up and down your body before his tongue poked out, swiping across his bottom lip.

Not only did this make your cheeks go bright red, but it also sent wondrous feelings straight to your core. You tried to ignore Jack as you all finished up the pizza, just scrolling through your phone and watching the TV.

The time was 2:34 when Conor picked himself up off the floor and announced he was going to bed. You almost sighed at the fact that Conor was clearly too drunk to have sex tonight. You probably should have just gone home instead of agreeing to stay round.

“I’m also going to head. Night you guys.” Josh spoke up and you Jack both replied saying good night to him.

About ten minutes had passed and you had had enough of the tension within the room. You wanted to ask Jack why he kissed your neck earlier, but you had a strong feeling he was just trying to mess with you. With a sigh, you got up and headed off to the bathroom to brush your teeth, leaving Jack alone.

You shut the door of the bathroom, not bothering to lock it as you never did. You decided to quickly style your hair into a single French plait before bed, helping yourself for tomorrow. You wiped all your make up off of your face and quickly cleansed it, using a face scrub that was there.

When you started to brush your teeth, the door flew open, revealing Jack in nothing but his boxers.

“What are you doing? I’m using the bathroom.” You told him, having to take the tooth brush out of your mouth.

“Well, you’re taking too long and I need to brush my teeth too.” He replied.

“You’re so annoying.” You rolled your eyes at him, carrying on brushing your teeth.

However, when Jack leaned over to grab his toothbrush, you felt something hard poke into your ass. Your eyes widened when you came to realisation that Jack had a hard on.

“Jack!” You squealed.

“What? It’s not my fault.” He shrugged.

“Well, it is your fault.” You replied.

“No it’s not.”

He leaned into your again, his hard member poking into your ass once again. It was kind of turning you on a little bit – OK, a lot.

“Stop pressing it into me, seriously.” You warned him.

“You’re the one taking up all the room, I can’t get to the sink.” He pointed out, gesturing to the fact that you were in front of him.

“I was here first!” You defended yourself.  You felt Jack’s hand go to the bottom of the shirt you were wearing, pulling it up a little so that your ass was now on show. “What the fuck?”

“I didn’t mean to do that.” He lied, grinning a little bit as he leaned into you more.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He was teasing you – and it was working.

“Jack, what are you doing?” You turned round so that you were fully facing him now, he looked good. His hair was now messy, his bare chest and stomach was exposed which was possibly the hottest thing you had ever seen and his length was so visible as it was straining against his boxers.

“Nothing, why?” He replied, ignoring the fact that his hard cock was against your ass.

“Can you please get rid of that, or do something!” You groaned.

“How am I supposed to get rid of it? It’s not like I can do anything with you in the room.” He defended.

“At least stop pressing it into me.”

When you turned around, trying to carry on with your teeth, you felt Jack’s hands on your hips.

“Unless you wanna help me out a bit.” He mumbled into your ear.

“Are you serious? You’re Conor’s little brother and he’s literally in the room over there. Don’t be ridiculous.” You replied quickly, even though a huge part of you wanted to say yes – you were aching for him at this point, literally soaked.

“Shame. Would have loved to take you right here against the kitchen sink. So fucking hard for you right now, Y/N…” Jack groaned out, pressing his hard on into you once again.

This was when you almost lost it. His words went straight to your core, and you pressed back into him, hoping to get some friction between your legs. Fucking the little brother of the guy you were seeing was such a hot concept to you, and you were so fucking horny right now.

“Fine!” You gave in, dropping your toothbrush in the sink.

“Fine?” Jack repeated, sending you a questioning look in the mirror.

“You can fuck me quickly.” You clarified, grabbing the sides of your underwear and pulling them down your legs before pulling your – Conor’s – t shirt up.

You put one leg up onto the counter, allowing Jack to have a better access to your soaked pussy. You felt his fingers go your exposed slit, collecting your wetness.

“Fucking hell, see how wet you are for me. You’ve always wanted me to fuck me, haven’t you? You’re so dirty.”

You ignored his words as he pulled his length out of his boxers, pumping himself a little before pushing himself into you. His actions made you hiss at the feeling, trying to get used to his size. Both of his hands went to your bare ass, one of them slapping down onto the exposed skin.

As Jack slammed in and out of you, you couldn’t help but watch the scene unfold in the mirror in front of you. Jack’s eyes were screwed shut and he was biting down onto his bottom lip. What a sight.

The fact that you were in the bathroom, being fucked by his little brother than actually laying in bed with Conor right now made you feel a bit guilty. But the pleasure was too good for you to care right now.

Going on birth control was one of the best things that you had decided to do as the feeling of Jack’s bare cock against your skin was amazing. He started to hit your g-spot with every thrust and you had to refrain from moaning out. His grip on your ass was getting tighter and tighter but it felt good.

You gripped onto the sides of the sink as Jack roughly thrusted in and out of your soaked pussy. You copied Jack, biting down onto your lip to try and stop yourself from moaning. When the pleasure got too intense, you felt yourself draw blood from your own lip.

“Y/N, babyyyyy…” Jack moaned, keeping a good rhythm with his hips as he fucked you from behind.

“Oh my god.” You breathed out, trying your absolute hardest to stay quiet.

You felt one of Jack’s hands creep up your t shirt and take one of your breasts in his hand, squeezing before roughly massaging. This only added to the pleasure and you loved the feeling of Jack touching your body. He knew exactly how to handle a woman and it only excited you more. For a second you found yourself wishing that it was Jack you went on that first tinder date with a not Conor.

You didn’t think the sex could feel any better until Jack’s hand left your chest and went to your clit, rubbing his fingers over the skin at an impressive pace. This was when you really struggled to stay quiet.

“Fuck, Jack, oh…” You moaned quietly, even though you really wanted to scream out his name so everyone could hear.

“Conor could never fuck you as good as this, could he?” Jack asked. When you didn’t reply, his hand slapped your ass again before repeating himself, “Could he?”

“N-no.” You stuttered out, your whole body moving with Jack’s as he picked up the pace.

“Baby I’m-.”

Jack calling you baby honestly made your heart melt. You knew exactly what he was going to say as you felt his thrusts getting sloppy before you felt a warm liquid running down the back of your leg. He continued to move in and out of you a few more times, patiently waiting for you to finish.

As Jack continued to work faster on your clit, you felt yourself high your high as your orgasm washed over you. Keeping your mouth shut, you let out a small cry as it was the most intense orgasm a man has ever given you.

“Oh my god, Jack.” You breathed out when he pulled out of you.

You turned around so you were now facing him again. His eyes looked tired and his cheeks were flushed red.

“Thank you.” He said to you as he tried to catch his breath.

You smiled before stepping towards him and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. Jack’s eyes fluttered closed and savoured this moment with you. You felt your stomach do flips as Jack wrapped his arms around your waist, deepening the kiss. And that’s when you knew which Maynard you really wanted to be with.

Title: Coach Negan

anonymous requested: Can you do a coach negan fan fiction where he looks out for one of his students because they’re getting bullied or somet thanks x

Character(s): Negan and Reader (pre-apocalypse)
Summary: Coach Negan takes a liking to you and after he witnesses the bullying that you endure, he shows you just exactly how special you are.
Word Count: 3,448
Warning: SMUT!!! 
Author’s Note: Thank you to the anon who sent this request in! I was so excited to write this story. I mean, a Coach Negan fic? Yes, please. So, I hope whoever sent this in, enjoys this one-shot! I figured I’d add some smut because I just couldn’t help myself lmao. Enjoy! :-)

Forever Taglist: @disfigured-it-out || @chunex || @jasoncrouse || @oceanicseries || @dixonsbait || @negan–is–god || @see-you-then-winchester || @sable-the-trans-ham || @k4veggies || @labyrinthofheartagrams || @purplemuse89 || @ladyynegan || @scentofpineandhazelnutlattes || @may85 || @a-girl-interupted || @spn-cw123 || @multireality || @ashzombie13 || @constellationsolo || @isayweallgetdrunk

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[Pentagon] Reaction to you stealing/wearing their hoodie

Jinho~  This adorable little guy will think that you are the cutest thing ever. Most of his sweaters are way too big, even on his small frame, so on you, it would look even bigger, and he would totally be head over heels for that look on you. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you were wearing his clothes, in fact, he would feel a swell of pride that you would want to wear his hoodies. That precious little smile of his would be plastered on his cute little face, unable to contain his excitement.


Hui~  Our precious leader would be just that, precious. He would find it so flattering that you would want to wear his things. He would notice rather quickly that what you had on was his, and would proceed to ask you about it. Is that mine? Why are you wearing this today? When you respond be saying that you wanted to feel closer to him by wearing his hoodie, or that it smells like him, he would laugh sweetly, somewhat embarrassed that you would say that, yet overjoyed at the fact that you feel that way about him.


Hongseok~  He would immediately know that you had his shirt on, there would be no mistaking that. He would smile knowingly, finding pride in the fact that you were wearing his clothes. But, the fact that you were in his shirt, would carry a different feeling for him as well. He wouldn’t even say a word, just gently slip his arms around you from behind, leaning his chin on your shoulder, sliding his hands into the pocket at the front of the hoodie. “You’re cute,” he would whisper quietly, letting his breath linger just a tad too long on your ear, “But I think it would look better on the floor..” If you know what I mean. ;)


Edawn~  When you show up in his hoodie, he would eventually take notice. It wouldn’t be instant acknowledgment, but he would notice soon enough. Although, once he does take notice, his reaction would be a calm one. He wouldn’t care much that you took his clothes without asking, nor would he mind that you were wearing it. He would simply smile to himself and continue on with whatever he was doing. If you asked him about it at all, he would just play it off cooly, simply telling you that his hoodie looked good on you. All while silently loving the fact that you wanted to share his things in the first place.


Shinwon~  He would immediately notice that the sweater you were wearing was his. He would whine about you wearing his things without asking or about how he was going to wear that today, when really he didn’t even notice it was missing from his closet. However, it would all be a front. He would actually think that you are the cutest thing ever, that you would want to share his things and be reminded of him. So he would just watch you, outwardly judging, yet inwardly approving of you taking his stuff.


Yeo One~  Changgu’s reaction would be kind of extra. He wouldn’t immediately realize that you were wearing his sweater, but he would soon enough. But boy when he does. He would throw his arms around you, saying how super cute you look wearing his clothes. He would be more than willing to keep sharing his things with you. He would quickly pull you along to his closest, allowing you to go through and pick our whatever you want. That white t-shirt that you loved so much? Sure thing. That cute sweater that he always wears when the two of you are just lounging around? All yours. Anything that would keep reminding you of him, was yours for the taking. He would practically push everything onto you.


Yanan~  Like Shinwon before him, he would quickly take notice that you were wearing his clothes. And like Shinwon again, he would whine about you taking it without asking and wearing his things. He is so sweet though and his whining wouldn’t last long, instead he would just let you go with it, thinking that it was cute of you to want to share his things. He would only really ask you “why”, only wanting to know the reasoning behind wanting to wear his things. Your answer would make his ears flush red, but his sweet smile would be plastered on his angelic face. He wouldn’t really say much else.


Yuto~  Oh which of the 32476 black hoodies did you grab? It’s so hard to tell, but he would somehow know. Probably the way that the fabric hangs off of your smaller frame. He would still ask though, just in case, “Is that mine?” When you nod shyly, he would quickly pull you into his signature bear hug, rocking you back and forth happily. He would think that you are literally the cutest person on the planet. Like, Yeo One, he would be more than willing to give you any piece of clothing that you wanted, even his favorite hoodie.


Kino~  Even though he would notice his sweater right away, he wouldn’t say much about it at all. He would let out a soft squeal before clinging to you cutely. His natural aegyo taking over to express just how he feels. He would smile brightly, enjoying the look of you in his clothes, thinking that you would look good in just about anything. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you wanted to wear his clothes. As a matter of fact, he would probably ask for something in exchange, that way he has something to remind him of you as well. It wouldn’t even have to be a piece of clothing, although having your smell with him would be ideal, just as long as it was something that was yours, he would appreciate it so much.


Wooseok~  It would take this giant ages to even realize that you had his hoodie on. I mean, how could he NOT notice right away? You would be absolutely swimming in this thing because somehow he manages to still find the only hoodies on the planet that would still give him sweater paws. So, after he finally realizes that what you are wearing is actually his, he would basically just scoop you up and snuggle you. Telling you awkwardly how super cute you are.


-Jessie

That’s How Easy Love Can Be

Summary: An alphabetical journey of Phil’s 26 favourite things about Dan–along with a special surprise at the end–may just make Dan’s 26th birthday his best one yet.

Word Count: 6.3k

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: existential crisis (but it’s super tiny), swearing

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN!!! I hope he’s having the best day with lots of food and plenty of love from Phil, he truly deserves it. I think 26 will bring some really great things for him and I honestly can’t wait to see what this next year will bring. I hope you enjoy!!

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Kitten; Part Ten

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Jon Moxley[Dean Ambrose]/Unnamed OFC

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Happy Thirst Party Saturday everyone! Tagging our finest, @tox-moxley, @hardcorewwetrash, @oraclegazes, @actualamyautopsy and @iwannadiehere. Enjoy!


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Infatuation

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“Laying in bed, Taehyung’s mind skimmed over the events from today, always pausing to think about the extremely pretty girl who was staring at him earlier. He was determined to find out who she was, she wasn’t getting away so easily.”

Genre: Fluff | Angst
Members: Taehyung x Reader
Word count: 1528

Masterlist | Next

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Freeze You Out

( PROMPT: You’re a superhero and I’m a supervillain and we ‘meet for the first time’ as civilians and you’re oddly familiar somehow but hey you’re cute so )

A/N: I’m going to London in a few weeks and I am so excited!! ( Please send me requests I can work on during the 13 hour plane ride!! )In other news, my assignments are almost done, and I am already celebrating my new freedom! I hope that I’ll get to meet Tom Holland there in London. Guess who’s a thirsty desperate hoe?

Taglist (permanent): @mainspidey | @x-wing-starwriter |@tomsleftbrow | @tryn25| @tanglefire | @midnight-memorial | @tiny-friggin-human |@tacklemyackles| @fangeekkk | @beamagtuto | @captainaudreystark | @hellosuperewczi | @dasia-aye

“We really have to stop meeting like this, Spiderman,” You croon, your voice raspy and hoarse from the cold. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think that you were in love with me.”

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white shirts ♡ grayson

requested: yes

anon: your their best friend and you end up giving them a boner by accident?

anon: okay I saw someone else do this, but I think you could do it better 😂 can you do an imagine (Maybe both boys? just seperate posts) where you’re like their best friend and you accidentally give them a boner

(a/n – so big news is coming up, it’s really exciting haha!!! hope you gray girls enjoy this one hahahah!) 



“Gray!” You yell, entering your best friends house, “Your very favorite person has arrived!” You say in a sing-song voice.

“In the backyard, Y/N!” You hear him yell as you closed the door, putting your bags down and taking your shoes off.

It was really hot outside when you reached his backyard. He was laying on the couch outside, scrolling through twitter on his phone.

“Gray! You’re so boring!” You whine and he rolls his eyes, placing his phone on his chest and looking up at you.

“Me? Boring? Impossible.” He says and you stick your tongue out.

Suddenly you jump up, running towards the shade, “The floor is so hot!” You yell and he laughs,

“Where are your shoes?” He asks and you narrow your eyes at him and give him that, where-the-hell-do-you-think look, making him laugh even harder.

“God it’s hot.” You groan, fanning yourself making Grayson’s eyes light up for an unknown reason.

“You think it’s hot, huh?” He asks, inching toward you making you a little bit confused.

“Um, Yes, it is very hot. You think it’s cold, or something?” You laugh but when he just smirks you know something’s up. He quickly scooped you up in his arms and in one swift motion, before you knew what was going on, he ran to the deep side of the pool and threw you in, a loud scream coming from your mouth before you went under completely.

“Grayson! I’m going to kill you!” You yell as soon as your head pops out of the water, but he was only laughing hysterically.

“Your face-and-and your scream! Oh my gosh-” He gasps for air, laughing way harder than he should have.

“Gray!” You pout, swimming to the side where he was and lifting up your arms for him to grab you out of the water. You were much too lazy to swim all the way across the pool.

He laughs a little bit more before bending down and grabbing your waist, pulling you out of the water with ease.

“Now i’m all wet!” He pushes you away and you almost fall back in the pool.

“Seriously?” You raise your eyebrows and then run towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and pressing your whole body to his causing him to get really wet.

“Y/N!” He yells and tries to pry you off but you wouldn’t budge,

Then you realized the pool water on your feet was drying off, and your feet were burning hot. You jump onto Grayson quickly, wrapping your legs around him tightly.

“God that is so hot!” You say, your arms around his neck as you look at the ground.

You turn your head a little to be met with Grayson’s eyes staring at you. You felt heat rush to your face as you quickly look away,

“Sorry! The floor-uh, it’s really hot.” You stammer. You weren’t sure why Grayson was looking at you with such interest when you were put back down in the shade.

Your eyes trail down to your feet when you noticed something. Grayson had a boner.

Your eyes visibly widen and you let out a very quiet gasp. Then you look at yourself and see why.

You were wearing a white t-shirt, and when Grayson threw you in the pool, everything became visible. Everything.

“I’m so sorry. I have to go ta-” He sighs and almost runs out of the backyard to take care of his situation. But what came out of your mouth next was highly unexpected,

“Maybe I could do it for you.” You say and automatically slap your hand over your mouth, surprised at yourself, “Oh my god.” You whisper and mentally slap yourself.

Then he does the last thing you expected him to do. He smirks and replies, “Follow me and you can do a lot more than just take care of my situation.”

a/n – well then. ANYWAY so i have taken into consideration and I will be doing Tuesdays and Fridays but instead of 4 posts only on Tuesdays there will be 2 on Tuesdays and 2 on Fridays (: 

Are We Okay? - Harry Styles Imagine

Originally posted by irinagudronchik

Your boyfriend was the famous Harry Styles. Of course you wouldn’t change anything about him but his famous life has becoming a hassle. You and Harry text and FaceTime everyday but you and him know it’s not the same. You miss his touch, You miss him waking you up in the mornings with peppered kisses and a fresh cup of coffee already prepared by him. You miss his touch, his touch was something that always got you weak in the knees. When he would be clingy while you were cooking and stay behind you touching your waist, arms, anything from your body in sight.
Today, you missed him the most it was your 10 month anniversary, you and Harry celebrated every month him always saying every time mark we hit together was special. Sadly, he was in London for an interview then traveling to London to perform a little gig with the guys while you were al the way in LA. Even though you weren’t together you scheduled a FaceTime call, it was about that time so you got your MacBook ready and imagining he was getting his.
You hit your boyfriends name and hit FaceTime, you didn’t expect to be as nervous as you were.
When his cute lop sided smile appeared on the screen you instantly got happy. “Hey baby!”
“Hello gorgeous, I’ve been waiting for you to call me. I miss you so much” Harry said back, you look this time to examine his appearance. He was beautiful as always, his mess of curls push back into a little man bun that he loves, he was wearing a white t-shirt and his eyes were the prettiest shade of green, you could believe this masterpiece was yours.

“Um, Y/N? You okay baby?”

“Oh, yeah.”  You whispered, “I’m perfect”

“So, how was your day? I want to hear every detail. Mine was pretty boring so love tell me about you.” He said.

You began to tell him about your day and began to discuss how you almost got hit by a car crossing the road to the nail salon you went to earlier.

“You’ve got to be more careful, my love” Harry then smirked, “But I have a joke, why did Adele cross the road?”

“No, Hazza please d-”

“To say Hello from the other side!” Harry burst into laughter, like it was the funniest thing in the world. His laugh is so adorable. When he saw you weren’t laughing he paused. “Oh C’mon Y/N that was gold!”

You just shook your head and smiled at your dork of a boyfriend. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Harry turned to you confused and yelled a “Come in!”
Someone completely unexpected walked and your whole demeanor changed. “Hey Harry” Kendall Jenner said as she gave him a peck on the cheek, then looked at his computer and noticed your very unhappy face on the screen. “Oh, I’m sorry did I interrupt something?”
“Oh, um. Kendall can you wait in the hallway for a minute?” Harry bit his lip, something he does when he’s nervous.

She then nodded her head and left and immediately Harry started to ramble.

‘I’m so sorry baby, it slipped my mind to tell you I was going to the movies with Kendall. Only as friends though! I promise nothing’s going on with her and I, it’s just dinner and I was meaning to tell you but the time went so fast I completely forgot don’t be ma-”

“Harry, stop. It’s okay, enjoy your movie. I’m alright.” You gave a sly smile.

“Are you sure? I really don’t want you to be mad at me baby.”

“Yes, I’m sure. I trust you, but I don’t trust her one bit. But, did you really have to do it on our anniversary?”

“I know, I know I’m sorry but I have to go.” Harry then ended the call and you stared in disbelief.

Yes, you trusted Harry. But did he have to go the movies with Kendall, his ex. Out of all the friends Harry has, Kendall was the last person you’d expect.
You heard your phone buzz and saw a text message from the one and only:

Harry: I’m sorry love, I didn’t mean to hang up like that but I promise nothing will happen tonight or ever. Call you later? x

You replied with a quick ‘okay.’ and waited for that call from Harry.

You felt your eyes becoming heavy and decided you should get some rest.

You jolted awake, you noticed the time on the clock and it read 11pm, must’ve been more tired than you thought.

You groaned and decided to go take a shower and brush your teeth, dealing with a worried Harry later.

In the shower you thought of how Harry and Kendall’s date must’ve went, you wondered what they talked about, if they went out after, if they hugged goodbye. You couldn’t help the aching feeling in your chest from the thought of her trying something on him.
You stepped out your hot shower and literally as your second leg hit the floor you heard commotion downstairs.

You got scared, thinking it was an intruder. You quickly grabbed Harry’s bat he put next to the bed in case of emergencies and walked downstairs.
You found a person bending over in your fridge and ran up behind them and almost swung the bat when you recognized the ugly boots on the ‘intruders’ feet.
“Harry?” You whispered instantly dropping the bat at your feet.

“Y/N”

He then scooped you into his arms and smashed his lips against yours. This made your whole body relax and instantly move your lips against his. He seemed tense but he groaned when he realized your reaction wasn’t pushing him off. “I’m so sorry” He said after he pulled apart slightly.
“I should’ve never went out with Kendall, especially on our anniversary. It was a dick move, something I’ll never do again. I thought you were mad at me reason why I’m here. Fuck the interviews and shows, you’re what matters most”

“No, Harry it’s just, she’s so beautiful, her family is famous, she’s a model, she gets invited to award shows, parties, I’m just a small town girl that just so happened to get lucky. I don’t deserve you” You dropped your head in shame finally letting out what you’ve been feeling ever since she walked into the room.

“Baby,” He lifted your head up, he had a tear that you could tell he was holding back. “No, you’re not a model, your family isn’t famous, you’re not sitting on a pile of cash. But that’s what I love most about you, you keep me grounded, you truly make me happy every time I see you I get butterflies. You truly have no idea the affect you have on me. And I wouldn’t change anything about you for the world. I love you”

“I love you too.” You said smiling at everything that just came out of his pink lips, he truly was your rock.

“So, are we okay?”

“More than okay.”

“That’s great because,” He then pulled at your towel making it fall to the ground. “I’ve been away from so long, and I’m dying to get a taste”

Jamie Benn #1

Anonymous said: Can you do a Jamie benn imagine where you’re on a blind date with him and you two meet at a baseball game and the kids cam comes on and you tell your kids later in life how you met and that is brought up

A/N: i got stuck on this imagine so badly i’m so sorry!!! it’s such a cute prompt too :((( but i’m sorry for the wait and i hope you liked it.. also i didn’t add the whole telling your kids part, because i just couldn’t figure out how to add it honestly.

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Originally posted by flyersphiladelphia

“You’re trying to hook me up with Jamie-freaking-Benn?” You were whisper shouting into your phone as you walked into the woman’s washroom of the Globe Life Park. You shouldn’t have been so surprised when he walked up to you a moment ago. Antoine has been teasing you about being single for so long now, and he had quite the pick from his team to set up this blind date. 

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anonymous asked:

cam we get mckirk seeing each other in formal uniforms for the first time?

  • The first time they see each other in official Starfleet Academy graduate uniforms is just after defeating Nero. Bones graduated a little earlier than Jim, due to not being suspended, and generally already being a doctor, but he shows up in uniform nonetheless. Officially collecting that document saying he’s graduated, and all that. Jim is grateful they celebrate this together; even more so because Earth is still standing. “You look really handsome in that Starfleet uniform, doctor,” he smiles, gently patting his shoulder, and Bones laughs. “You too, Jim, but you’re gonna have to hit on someone else.” “Who says anything about hitting on other people? Let’s get drunk and celebrate we’re officially a recognized CMO and Captain.” “Fine,” Bones says, a hand gently resting on Jim’s lower back, “and for the record, you look really handsome, too.”  Jim laughs fondly as they make their way out of Starfleet HQ. “I know.”
  • Bones also looks incredibly handsome wearing a pair of decent black trousers and a dark, formal t-shirt, but Jim can’t bring himself to appreciate how handsome Bones is. He stands quietly next to the other while a commodore gives Pike’s eulogy. He just stands there, stiff as a board, and with deep breaths, gritting teeth and forcing himself to think of other stuff, he manages to get by. That is, until afterwards when he’s alone at the bar, drinking himself into a stupor. “How are you doing, Jim?” Bones asks, sliding in a chair next to him. “Fine,” Jim says, though when he receives a worried frown from the other, Jim sighs, “I will be fine.” “It’s okay not to be, sometimes,” Bones says, though Jim scoffs at that. Only when he feels Bones’ hand on his shoulder, Jim allows his shoulder to sag and his fingers to tremble. He feels so angry about Khan, still. “Why do I get to walk off being dead, but Pike can’t?” “Jim…” Bones starts, but Jim shakes his head. “I survive on dumb luck, and even that I suck at, because you literally had to bring me back from being dead. And then Pike…” “If Pike heard about the way you handled Khan and your crew, I’m sure he’d be proud,” Bones says, “and then possibly yell at you for an hour or so for testing that dumb luck of yours.” Jim laughs, though sadly so, and he finds comfort in Bones’ arms that night.
  • The first time he sees Bones in formal Starfleet attire, though, he takes his time to appreciate it. They’re on some important gala, and Jim thinks his suit looks dumb; all dark but with a command gold jacket. Chekov looks equally uncomfortable wearing his, but Sulu seems to be able to rock his just fine. Uhura looks gorgeous in a red dress, too. But Bones, Bones looks amazing. All dark, and that blue vest a little tight on his arms, but perfectly so, and it’s super distracting. Formalities be damned, Jim openly hits on his best friend that night. Easy smiles, compliments, soft touches and lingering looks. That works for most people, though Jim thinks he’s a little rusty, because Bones sees right through it. “You’re hitting on me,” he says, and Jim huffs. “No. I would never,” he replies. “Really?” Bones says, “because I would be okay with that.”  
  • Jim thinks Bones looks the most incredible when they’re on holiday together to some fancy foreign city. With a dark waistcoat and a white sleeve with his sleeves rolled up, Jim thinks Bones has never looked quite as good. He’s above swooning, but perhaps that’s exactly what he’s doing, and they’ve been together for a while now. They enjoy a quiet restaurant, though the candlelit dinners isn’t really their scene. Jim enjoys a quiet night walk a lot more. Holding hands quickly turns into their usual bickering, and that turns into heatedly making out against a tree in the park.
  • But then comes the first time Jim sees Bones in a black tuxedo, and he falls even more in love. Not that surprisingly, because Jim is looking at Bones from the altar. Joanna walks him down the isle, in her late teens and freshly accepted into Starfleet Academy to follow Jim’s route into Command. Jim’s incredibly nervous, for some reason, though Bones looks oddly calm, and that’s reassuring. “How come you look more handsome every time you wear something remotely formal?” “Only when I wear something formal?” Bones asks, “did I ever mention that you’re terrible at flirting?” Jim laughs, circling his arms around Bones’ shoulders slowly. “It worked on you." 
Goodnight

Title: Goodnight

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1975

Warnings: none, fluff-ish

Summary: Dean Winchester has been accused of a murder he claims to have not committed in a seemingly obvious case. As his lawyer, can you prove him innocent, despite this being your very first case ever?

A/N: (DISCLAIMER) This was loosely based off of HBO’s miniseries ‘The Night Of’ (of which I borrowed some lines of dialogue from too) which was absolutely fabulous and thrilling and tackled racial matters, so credits to them and the creators.

This was also a part of @whispersandwhiskerburn‘s Much Ado About SPN challenge! I had the Shakespearean quote “Strong reasons make strong actions” (King John III.4), with included associations with Uriel, Uniforms, and Underdog. Enjoy! :)

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It was such an open-shut case. And somehow, he was a free man.

Dean Winchester was the only one in Lisa Braeden’s apartment when she was stabbed to death in her bed. Despite being in the kitchen when he woke up with no memory, he was under the influence of drugs and alcohol earlier on the night of October 25th. He ran when he discovered the body, and when the alleged murder weapon was found on him, he resisted arrest.

It had to be him. Who else could it be?

You had only started working at Rowena’s law firm for a month when she asked you to assist her on the famous Winchester case.

Her plan for him was to take the deal of a plea bargain, pleading guilty to manslaughter for fifteen years instead of a lifetime sentence. It was a damn good deal.

The first time you met him, you forgot that you were walking into a small shabby cell to see a prisoner.  For a moment, it was like being entranced by a handsome stranger in a coffee shop, as bizarre as it sounded.

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His Dirty Little Secret..

Prologue( for new readers)

Hailey Wilson is your typical 16 year old. She prefers books over party’s and where she lives most people don’t agree with that such as Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl at school who looks down on everyone and gets every guy she wants and when she wants.

Luke Hemmings is your typical bad boy, he has piercings and tattoos all over his body. He prefers girls or anything and he likes to make peoples life a living hell at school and one of those people happen to be Hailey…

but what happens when they both realise they are each other’s new neighbours??

  • Before you start reading i will let you know a few things..
  • The story has changed a little i have re-written some characters and taken people out.
  • I have changed Haileys attitude and re-written parts.
  • You may have noticed i changed the title as well, the story line is still going to be the same but just a little different.
  • Luke is still going to be the ass he was the first time around.
  • I don’t want to tell you guys too much because that will spoil it..
  • i hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 1-

From the bad boy at school to my next door neighbour..

Hailey’s Pov 

My alarm kept ringing and ringing meaning it was time for school, i groaned as i rolled around and turned it off.

i layed back and stared up at the ceiling.

Weekends go by so fast, i stayed up way to late last night.

i just couldn’t put this new book i got down, it’s so good.

i got it on Saturday when i was out with Sophie and Lauren and i haven’t been able to put it down.

My mum came walking in to my room and said  "Time for school"

i rolled my eyes at her as she walked out, she doesn’t like when i stay in at the weekends reading.

She want’s me to be more like her when she was my age.

which was going out getting drunk and having unprotected sex with guys no one likes, something girls like to do in this generation.

Me on the other hand i don’t enjoy anything like that, not that i’ve ever gotten drunk or even been to a party but if you took one look at me i would get laughed at if i showed up at a party.  

My friend Lauren like’s to go to a party now and again but i never go, she asks but i just laugh at her when she does.

we have been friends for so long she should know by now i would not be seen dead at a party.

i was just glad Sophie wasn’t into party’s, she more like me thankfully.

i got up out of bed finally and i quickly jumped into the shower because i haven’t showered since Saturday and it’s now Monday morning.

i looked at my wardrobe wandering what to wear, the only thing i own is black skinny jeans and plain t-shirts or hoodies.

but even with my choose of clothing i still get called a nerd, i don’t see myself as a nerd yeah of course i do well in school and i have never missed a day but that’s just because i want to do well.

The worst name i do get called in school is Virgin. It’s such a stupid thing to call someone, i know i can’t be the only person in the whole school who is a virgin.

i’m just open about it,most people at my school aren’t. The popular ones call me and my friends Lauren and Sophie the three virgins even though Lauren has had sex.

they just think there better than us which is really stupid. It doesn’t bother me anymore what they call me, i’ve gotten use to it over the years.

I’ve gone with black skinny jeans and a white plain top with my leather jacket and converse, it’s comfy and at least maybe my mother might agree with my choice.

Once i was finished getting ready to walked down stairs to find my mum in the kitchen patiently waiting for me.

Oh god.

“What took you so long?” was all she said once i walked in..

I gave her a weird look and then i looked at the clock, it’s only 8 o'clock i wasn’t that long.

“I was only 45 minutes and i needed a shower” i said to her as i got my bowl and cereal out for breakfast

She rolled her eyes at me and then she turned and was about to walk out but not before saying

“Well hurry up and eat because i have a meeting early this morning so if you want me to drive you, stop with the back cheek and eat” she said and then she left.

I guess she didn’t get enough sleep, it’s always the same with her one minute she is a loving mother and then next minute it is as if she regrets ever giving birth to you and she tries to show it with every word she says or look she gives you. She is hard to read sometimes.

But she is the worst lair, if she thinks i believe her having these meetings in the morning she is really wrong. I know she is meeting up with another one of her guys for whatever it is.

I don’t know his name i just know there is a guy but that is the normal routine with her, i never find out his name because it doesn’t get that far that i meet him unless i catch her out her with tights around her ankles and the guy on top of her, it has happened quite a few times.

By half 8 we were ready to go and i got in the car yawning,even though i am really tired this morning it was worth it and i know when i go home i will want to read more.

i got a text while i just arrived at school from my friends letting me know that they were already inside and so was Luke.

Luke hemmings.

i wished just wished that one day he would take a day off, for being a bad boy he always manages to come to school of course he misses classes but he still makes an appearance every day.

i’ve never hated someone so much than i do him, he is the whole reason why people started calling me a virgin.

It happened a year ago, i stuck up for myself and told him off something no one dares to do at this school but i felt confident and i was sick of him thinking he owned the school and ever since then he hasn’t stopped trying to make my life hell.

He’s the typical bad boy in our school, he has a lip piercing and a tongue piercing and loads of tattoos, his hair is always dyed a different colour each week. He will be bald by the times he’s 20 i bet.

people say when his dad left things changed for him but no one really knows what happened to him 2 years ago.

Mondays aren’t bad for classes i only have 5 and they last 2 hours roughly each, it helps that i’m a good pupil as well so my day goes by quick so i can get back to my book.

i knew my friends were in the cloakroom already but i needed the toilet so i headed their first once i got my books out of my locker.

I walked out of the bathroom but of course my luck i managed to hit someone with the door on my way out.

“I’m so sorry, i didn’t see you” i said as i turned to apologise to whoever i hit and then i realised who it was.

“Watch where you’re going nerd” she said

That was Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl in the school.

She is the one who most people are scared off, she has long blonde hair and the makeup.

She wear the shortest clothes i have ever seen someone wear, if it isn’t a short skirt it’s short tops.

There is something else about her that everyone is scared of,it’s who she hangs around with..

Luke Hemmings.

They are always on and off, it’s hard to tell if they are together or not.

If you ask me they are perfect for one another both as bad as each other.

She looks down at everyone for no reason all because she is the captain of the cheerleader squad, she is second person on my list of people i hate.

i walked to the cloak room and saw my friends

“Good morning”

 Sophia said “ Morning” then she pointed to Lauren who seemed to not know i was there

“Morning….” i sang into her ear making her jump

“Fuck off Hailey, i have a hanging headache"Lauren said still not lifting her head up

Me and Sophie laughed at her, she must have been out last night well she shouldn’t have drank too much.

We went over who had what class etc.. Me and Sophie had Maths together and then i had Art alone then it was break time and then we all had English together but Lauren doesn’t sit with us. She sits with this boy who she has a crush on.. William graham.

she is the most confident one out of us three but when it comes to him she can hardly get a word out, it’s quite entertaining to watch.

then i have R.E alone and Science alone but i am passing these classes, i always have so i am never bored in class.

I have been so busy thinking about what classes i have today i forgot about what happened this morning.

"Your never going what happened before you guys arrived this morning at school” i said to both of them making them looking weirdly at me.

“What?” they both said

“I was coming out of the bathroom and i hit someone with the door on my way out and guess who it was?” i said

They both shrugged their shoulders and then i continued “ It was Ashleigh, i said sorry but once i realised who it was i wasn’t sorry anymore”

They both laughed and then Lauren said “ I would have paid good money to see the look on her face as you hit her, she needs more than just a door to the face if you ask me”

the bell rang meaning it was time for class..

We just got up as Luke and his with along with Ashleigh and her squad walked past us, they gave us dirty looks and Luke said “ look it’s the 3 virgins hurrying to class” they all laughed as they walked past.

Of course he couldn’t walk past us without saying anything, he makes me sick.

i hated how he just walked around this school like he was god’s gift, i can’t believe at one point i had a crush on him. That was before the tattoo’s and piercings of course.

By break time i was so ready to slap Luke and ready for food.

Art class is the only class i hate not because i can’t draw it’s because i have to deal with Luke and his friends alone.

Calum Hood and Michael Clifford.

They are all as bad as each other, Michael doesn’t say much as Luke and Calum would. I have to sit beside Michael in my R.E class and he isn’t as mean or annoying like the other two.

I had been in Art class for almost an hour now and so far i have had 3 pieces of paper thrown at my head by the one and only Luke Hemmings.

Seriously have they not got something better to do? Like um their fucking work.

This is normal routine in Art class, they always throw something at me, a pencil or paper or a rubber. I remember Luke threw a pencil at my head and it hurt and i swore i thought i saw a tiny bit of guilt in his eyes when i turned around angrily at him but he soon covered it up with a smirk.

I picked up one of the pieces Luke threw at me and i opened it to find that he had written Loser in black pen i mean could he not have written something more i don’t know creative?

I knew he was staring at me because i could feel his eyes on me so i looked over at him with the piece of paper in my hand still, he was smirking at me and then he mouthed

“Loser” to me still smirking.

I rolled my eyes at him not giving him the satisfaction of letting him know he’s bothered me. He is such a dickhead, I could think of more impressive things to call him.

I gave him a dirty look and then i picked up another  piece of paper he threw at me and walked to the bin and turned to look at him as i threw it in the bin and then i rolled my eyes as i walked back to my seat.

He didn’t look to happy but so what? Maybe it will teach him a lesson that throwing paper at me is getting nowhere and he is just wasting his time and mine.

just when i thought i might have gotten rid of him that bastard pushed me into the lockers, seriously?! What a prick.

One day i am going to push him to see how he likes it.

i walked into the canteen mad as hell, Lauren still look hungover but i didn’t care i slammed my bag down on the table as i sat down making her give me the evils.

i told them what happened, they weren’t surprised about it because it is just a normal routine with him.

the rest of the day went by quick thankfully, Luke never said another word to me or pushed me but he was too busy with his tongue down every girl’s throat so i think that’s why.

Sophie’s mum was giving me a lift home, i didn’t feel like walking home like i usually do so i just got a lift. Lauren had detention for being late last week so she had to stay behind.

When i got dropped off at my house there was a big truck that said “Moving out” at the side in big letters on it just next door.

Finally someone has rented the house next door, it has been empty for weeks and it has been creeping me out lately.

I dropped my bag at my door and i walked over to see who the new neighbours would be hoping they are going to be nice.

As i got closer i saw a woman about 5'4 with short blonde hair walk out of the house looking tired.

She seen me and she smiled so i smiled back and i walked closer over to her.

“Hello i’m Hailey, i live just next door” i said as i stopped in front of her

She smiled and held out her hand for me to shake which i did because it is polite and then she spoke

“Hello i’m Liz, me and my son have just moved today, it’s nice to meet you”

She seemed really nice, i hope her son is nice as well.

“My mum will be home soon if you like you can home next door for a cup of tea? I’m sure you could use a break from moving boxes around” i said nicely to her

“Aw thank you sweetheart, that is very kind of you but i’m fine. My son will be here any time now, you should meet him, you are probably the same age” she said

I smiled at her and then all of a sudden a motorbike was heard coming close and then the guy pulled up in the driveway, we both turned to look and Liz smiled.

This must be her son.

“Here is he now” she said

She walked over to him as he was just getting of his bike, i swear i knew that leather jacket from somewhere but i couldn’t figure out where.

He’s very tall and i can tell he is probably attractive.. But i haven’t seen his face yet.

He was just taking off his helmet and Liz waved me over. I kept my head down to the ground because i was shy, i usually am around boys and if he is attractive i don’t want to say something stupid.

The guy turned around just as i approached Liz and then she spoke “ Son this is Hailey Wilson, she is our new neighbour, you guys are around the same age”

I finally lifted my head up to see who her son was and i think i almost died right there.

Her son is Luke Hemmings.

Luke Hemmings who about a couple of hours ago was throwing paper at me and pushed me against the lockers.

Great this is just perfect, i don’t know who looked more shocked.

Me or Luke.

He didn’t smirk at me, he just stared at me. I tore my eyes away from him to see his mum staring between us and then she spoke

“I’m guessing you two know each other already?”

Haha you could say that..

“We um go to the same school” i said quietly

Luke smirked making me wish i was anywhere but here right now

“Oh isn’t this great” Liz said clapping her hands and walking away leaving me and Luke alone.

I took one last look at him before turning, i didn’t want to spend anymore time with him than i needed to.

God not only is he going to make my life hell at school, he is going to make my life at home a living hell too.

So guys i’m back,i didn’t go away for long but i have deleted all of my work and starting fresh.

i wasn’t happy with my writing and i’m sorry if you guys loved my writing but i will be re-writing all my stories and making them better.

let me know what you thought of this chapter and the story so far

it is going to change from the last story and i hope that’s okay

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xxxxx

Scripted Kisses

Anon: Hi! So I was wondering if you could do a imagine w/ jaehyun where he gets jealous that you have to do a kiss scene in your new drama and he ignores you until… idk I’m bad at this lmao , but yeah please and thank you

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Jealousy

Pairing; Jaehyun x Reader

POV: First Person


A rush of panic filled my veins as I saw him looking at me dumbfounded. He nodded slightly and looked away, jawline terse and face placid. Jaehyun was always full of mischief and happiness. He was a package filled with endless love and support especially with me. But now that he’s heard about my new role, he’s different. The cheery atmosphere we enjoyed a couple of minutes ago dissolved into a heavy silence. 

 I was casted to play the main character of a new drama. A female lead who has a keen interest in her boss and then they share some steamy scenes with kisses and whatnot. Jaehyun looked out the window definitely bothered by the whole situation. “Jaehyun, I know that it doesn’t seem right to you but this means so much to me.” I tried to ease the tension. He turned his head and stared right into my eyes. The kind eyes of a gorgeous boy that relaxed me before were now carrying an intimidating gaze. I wanted to look away but dared not to. Eyes can speak a million words. 

 "It means a lot to you because you finally get to attach your lips to someone else’s?“ His words were like a dozen knives attacking me at the same time. 

 "No because then I’ll be offered more roles if this becomes a successful drama. This is such a huge step in my career, you should at least try to support it.” I was hurt that he was acting this way. He should’ve hugged me and told me I would do great. But instead he sat like a statue with his pile of ice cream melting in the curved glass. 

 "If it becomes successful.“ My mouth was left hanging open at his comment. Jealousy was one thing but now he was crossing his line. "We should go, I have to practice anyway,” he said standing up and putting on his jacket. I sighed knowing I’ll have to put up with his attitude. Jaehyun was the worst person when he’s annoyed. 

 I walked home alone, my throat heavy and eyes sore from holding back tears. He always walked me home. Always. My apartment was dark, the only light coming from the windows. The silence was deafening as I was left alone with my thoughts. What if he breaks up with me? I asked myself, overthinking about the role. Is this really worth ending our relationship? I put down my purse and decided to leave the lights off. It was more comforting that way. The blank TV screen stared right back at me, my distorted reflection visible. I picked up my phone hoping he would text me but it was quiet as a desert. Nothing at all. Not even a text asking me if I got home safe. Night creeped up slowly, city lights twinkling discreetly as the sky changed colours. I stared at the window, conflicted about my choices and Jaehyun’s attitude. 

 The next morning was a struggle. I had been up all night expecting a call from him. No goodnight messages or calls and not even a good morning text. The only notifications that showed up were of my friends and family who were wishing me luck on my first day. I just couldn’t get Jaehyun’s agitated face from the day before out of my head. And how quickly it modulated when I broke my good news to him. All day through work, memorising lines and practicing scenes I thought about him. By the time they finished with my makeup and clothes I missed him. And when we stopped shooting for the day I picked up my bag and ran straight to his dorm, hoping he’d want to see me. 

 I could hear Taeyong’s voice behind the large wooden door. The gallery was brightly lit but devoid of any humane presence. I knocked on the door, sucking in a deep breath. Jaehyun opened the door, hair messy and eyes tired. He wore a loose white T-Shirt and grey sweatpants. I wanted to hug him and inhale his musky scent but instead I stood in front of him and faked a smile. “Hi,” I said. He just stared at me and then nodded, closing the door just slightly. I waited outside for him until he appeared again, wearing his trainers and jacket. 

 "What’re you doing here?“ He asked. Thin streaks of tears ran down my cheeks. He seemed so distant, as if we are nothing. 

 "I just wanted to see you.” I said, trying to hold in my tears but they continued to flow out my eyes. He sighed deeply, looking at the ground. “I just-” I started and then dried away my tears, regaining my confidence. “I was happy yesterday Jaehyun. I’m finally doing something I love, something I wanted to do for a long time. This is my dream. And I expected for you to at least support it.” His face did not change. It was as if I wasn’t even there. Anger boiled through me as the new tears slid over the dried ones. “This is all I get? I spent the whole day worrying about you, about us. Not a second has passed by today that I didn’t think of you. I killed my pride and came all the way here just to see you." 

 He finally looked up, a glint of remorse shining in his eyes. I turned to walk away but he held my arm, with force at first but then loosened his grip. "I’m sorry.” He blurted. I turned around and looked at him, surprised. For some reason I didn’t expect him to apologise. “I should’ve supported you but I didn’t like the fact that you were going to share something with a stranger thats mine.” He stopped for a second and walked closer to me. “I just didn’t want you kissing someone else." 

 "Do you really think a kiss determines a relationship? Its more than that Jaehyun. We are so much more than a small scripted kiss.” He nodded and pulled me into a hug. I held onto his jacket. 

 "I’m so sorry for being such a dick.“ He whispered. I heard someone whistle behind us and as we turned around, we saw Haechan smirking at us. "Go to hell Donghyuck,” Jaehyun yelled as he snapped another picture of us and sticking out his tongue. We both laughed and then stared into each other eyes. We were so much more than scripted kisses.

Pose for me (M) Kihyun x Reader

Bonjour!  When I saw this one pic of Kihyun for their “beautiful” comeback, I knew I had to. Please keep in mind that my first language is french, I’m fluent in english, but don’t be surprise if some sentences sound weird. This is the FIRST time I’m writing something like this so please, bear with me. I still tried my absolute best to give you some quality content so please enjoy! Any feed back is appreciated :) 

-Flo


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As someone who’s been passionate about photography all my life, I’ve never thought that I would be able to make a living out of my passion. For the longest time, I was fascinated about how the beauty of the world, stories and memories could be stored in a little box. I was seven years old when I got my first camera from a box of cereal Kellogg’s. To be honest, I remember the pictures being kind of blurry and filled with my little thumbs but, for a seven years old, it was plenty. My mom soon became aware of my interest in photography and for my 10th birthday, she and my dad got me a Kodak DC3200 which was pretty much the Holy Grail for me. After receiving such a gift, I started to take it more seriously by reading books about technics and lightings and taking pictures of everything around me, such as my cat, flowers and people coming by our family house.

And I’m now 20 years old, freshly graduated from college with a diploma in photography and desperately sending out resume to get a dream job in something I’m passionate about.

“Y/N! Come to the kitchen!” Said my mom from downstairs.

“Stop yelling so loudly in the morning, Jesus!”

“It’s 1 o’clock so I can yell all I want! Now come to the kitchen there’s something for you!“

I could barely keep my eyes open when I was fumbling my sheet in search for my phone. My mom was right. It really was 1 in the afternoon! I grabbed the same clothes from yesterday that I left on the floor in a hurry to go back in the warmth of my bed and went downstairs.

“What’s the thing you got from me?” I said while rubbing my eyes and gradually adjusting to the bright sunlight and making my way to the fridge.

“Good afternoon Y/N, this letter just came in and I thought you would want to have a look” Said my mom with a big smile on her face.

“Who is it from?” I asked pouring myself a glass of orange juice.

“I don’t know but…” My mom said playfully.

I raised an eyebrow and looked at her in confusion.

“It’s from Korea.”

It took me a moment to understand was she just said. When I came back to my senses, I dropped my glasses and took the letter from her hand and ran like I never ran before across the house to go to my room and shut the door close with a loud “BOOM”.

“Oh, my god, it’s really happening! After months of sending resumes at different agencies they finallyyy replied!”

My hands were shaking like hell and I couldn’t get my heart to calm down. I ripped slowly the side of the letter and wonder which Korean agencies would reply to someone like me. I kind of decided to send my resume to Korean entertainment agencies just in case they would call me back of send an e-mail or a letter but, I never thought they would actually reply. I’ve been a fan of K-pop for the longest time and I thought it would be a dream to work as a photographer for BigHit to shoot the 7 lovely boys or for JYP to get a glance at how dreamy Got7 look in real life or work for my all-time favourite k-pop group, Monsta X.

I took a deep breath while slowly sliding the letter out of the envelope. After the letter was out, I turned it over and looked at the logo on the top left of the page.

“MOM!” I yelled while running down the stairs as quick as when I got up earlier.

“MOM! It’s from Starship Entertainment.”

“And? What did they say?”

The smile on my face said it all but I still gave the letter to my mom, who was looking dumbfounded, and said, “I’m starting Monday!”

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It’s been now a year since I’ve received the letter from Starship entertainment. I did my best at that time to be ready for my first day. I managed to find myself a plane ticket to Korea and a small apartment quite close to my new workplace and all that in less than 2 weeks! It took a few weeks for my parents to get used to me being at more than 10 000 km away from home but, with me calling every day to reassure them helped a lot for sure.

As for me, it’s been quite of an emotional roller coaster. I had to get accustom to a new culture, new people, new language, new job. However, it’s all in the past, I’m totally in love with my new place and my job and I couldn’t be happier.

This morning, I woke up to my phone ringing loud as a truck in my ears making me wonder why I didn’t turn it off before going to sleep.

“It’s my fist day off in a while, can’t they leave me alone?” I mumbled still half-asleep.

It keeps ringing.

“Give me a break…”

Still ringing.

“I give up” I picked up my phone which was left on the nightstand “Hi, what can I do for you?” I said with my sleepy voice and my eyes still shut.

“Good morning Y/N! I hope I didn’t wake you up. I know it’s your day off today but I think what I’m about to say will interest you.”

It’s uncommon for my boss to call me on my phone, in fact, I think it’s the first time he ever called me on my phone. Usually, it’s his secretary that’s calls me to inform me of anything about job-related stuff. This surprise phone call from my boss got me to sit straight on my bed with my eyes wide open, the exact opposite of 10 seconds ago.

“One of the photographer from our agency suddenly got sick and can’t come to work today. Since you’ve been working as a photographer for the group Boyfriend for a year now and been showing skills exceeding our expectation, we thought about you right away. So, if you are up to, come to work in 2 hours and we will explain the job when you’ll get there.”

I cleared my voice after I took all the information in and said determined: “You can count on me I’ll be there on time, thank you for your consideration!”

I quickly jumped out of bed to get ready for my day. I couldn’t believe the agency thought about me for a replacement and said all those nice things about my work. Although they didn’t specify the job I’ll be doing today, I surely couldn’t deceive them and I absolutely got to do the best I can to make sure they can count on me for future opportunities like this one.

Exactly 2 hours after the phone call, I reach for the entrance of the building of Starship entertainment and with the help of my key card I went inside. As I was waiting for the elevator to take me to the shooting studio on the 5th floor I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and the only reason for this was because I was really excited to hear what my boss will make me do today! I’ve been shooting for Boyfriend for a while as their exclusive photographer, don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy working with the boys as they are sweet and talent but, I still want to try something new for once.

“Are you coming in or not?”

I suddenly came back to my senses, I was so immersed into my though I didn’t realize the doors of the elevator opened and someone already went in.

I raised my eyes to lock them with Kihyun’s, who was looking at me with a mocking smile.

“Ah… hum… yeah!” I said taken aback by the situation.

“looks like someone is still a bit half-asleep this morning” Said Kihyun with a smirk on his face, pressing the 5th button of the panel of the elevator.

I can’t deal with Kihyun. I don’t know what he did to me but, since the first time I locked eyes with him a year ago, on Monsta X’s shooting set, when the staff introduced me to them, I just can’t get him out of my head. Every time I feel like I’m in control of my emotions he comes out of nowhere and makes a mess out of me. When he passes by to come say hi to Boyfriend, I can’t help but to follow his every movement closely and when he looks my way, I avert my eyes quickly and continue to work in hopes he didn’t notice me until he leaves.

He too, looks like he just woke up. His hair was still messy underneath his cap and he was wearing a simple white t-shirt that made his skin look stunning and some black pants with holes on the knees. Even like this, he looked extremely handsome. The way his slender fingers made their way to his front pocket, his shoulder leaning on the elevator’s wall, his tongue licking softly on his perfectly parted lips…Before my heart was beating because of the work that awaits me but now, it’s beating for a completely different reason.

“See you around”.

I came back to my sense and realised I was totally staring at him once again.

“Oh! Yes… have good day!”

When the doors closed, I crouched and took my head in my hands wondering how I could’ve looked so stupid in front of Kihyun. He certainly thinks I’m having a crush on him or even worst, that I’m a crazy fan that took this job only because I could be close to Monsta X. The cringe continued till I reached the floor where I was supposed to meet my boss.

My boss was sitting in front of his computer when I knocked on the glass door. With a single hand gesture, he tells me to come inside with a smile. As I while taking a seat he greeted me with a good morning and a quick apology for making me come on my day off.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my pleasure to come and help when one of my colleagues is sick. What was the job you were talking about earlier on the phone?”

“So, as you know, we are currently working on Monsta X’ comeback. We are almost finished but there’s still some of the boys that didn’t have their photoshoot yet. Since Min Soo Ri called in sick this morning, we were looking for someone to replace her. I immediately recommended you since the work you do is always impeccable. So, what do you say?”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Me? Working with Monsta X? My boss trusted me enough to let me be part of this photoshoot. This is an incredible opportunity for me to prove that I’m someone who’s hardworking and skilful.

“I’d be happy to take part of this photoshoot! Thank you for your consideration.”

“It’s my pleasure, thanks to you Y/N. The rest of the team should be preparing the set on the 5th floor, they must be waiting for you to start!”

I bowed to my boss and made my way out of the office and suddenly thought about something.

“Sorry to disturb you again Mister but, who will I be working with today?”

He told me to wait a bit as he was looking through his documents and when he got hold of his agenda, he told me what I was anticipating the most since I got the call this morning but I eventually shoved the though in the back of my head every time it came to my mind.

“Today is Thursday so, it’s supposed to be… Kihyun.”

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I was waiting for the elevator to come down when all sort of thoughts came to my mind. How I am supposed to have a photoshoot why Kihyun when I can’t even look at him in the eyes without getting flustered? Even the lenses between us won’t make any difference. And with the way I acted this morning, he must still think I’m a freak with ulterior motives.

I opened the doors of the studio and what I saw was stunning. The concept of this photoshoot had the be related to mirrors because of the abundance of those in the room. With the hints of blue on the walls and the light directed perfectly on the set, it made it look like I was in some sort of dream which would be difficult to come back from. Everyone was ready to start but across the room I could see Kihyun, whose back was facing me, still getting his make-up done.

I went to greet everyone to make sure I was being professional and immediately started to get my equipment in place to be ready to start by the time Kihyun will be done with his touch ups.

After I put up the last pieces of my equipment in front of the set and let out a slight sight. I was genuinely hoping everything was going to unwind neatly. I was here to do a great job, not only for myself and to prove I was capable of any task I was assigned but, I had to do an unblemished job for all the Monbebes out there waiting impatiently for those photos. If something were to happen, I would be feeling responsible for the rest of my life. I did a last check through my stuff to make sure I was perfectly place for the first set of pictures that’ll be taken. The first set was simple yet, breath-taking. A dark blue wall in the back, a chair and a single mirror topped table. It was perfect for Kihyun, simple things put together to make something purely wonderful.

I looked through the lens on last time to ensure the camera was in focus and at the exact same moment what I was seeing through the lens became clearer I saw Kihyun, calmly sitting down on the chair in the centre of the set, beside the mirror-table. My heart clenched a little when I saw how beautifully stunning he was. The red sparkly patterns on his sweater matched perfectly the dark of his deep eyes and the soft pink of his lips. His hair resembled the way it looked this morning but, this time, instead of a bed-head look, it was more of a “bedroom look” which was making Kihyun look extremely sexy.

I moved back from the camera and looked at the stunning view with my own eyes. It was simply mesmerizing. I was wondering how I could convey the feeling I’m getting right here and right now, into photographs. Several people started gathering around Kihyun, indicating how he had to pose, where he had to look and fixing his make-up one last time before I start taking pictures.

I went back behind my lens and waited patiently for them to leave the set. They finally backed off and told me quietly that I could start doing my job. At first, they told Kihyun to simply put his arms on the table, to look turn a bit to his right and to look straight forward. With this pose, it was easy for me to take amazing pictures. His side profile was no joke. The lighting made his skin look flawless and charmingly dewy, and his jawline look sharp as a knife.

The shoot went surprisingly well and was about to come to an end. There was only one last pose to try and hopefully, it’ll come as good as the other pictures. During the break, I looked through the ones I took and I was totally impressed by the work I did. I gained a lot more confidence for the other half of the shoot and I’m sure it’ll show up in those photographs.

As Kihyun did his last pose, I was totally mesmerized. His head was laying softly on the mirror topped table and his hand was placed in front of his peaceful-looking face without covering the whole of it. Some strands of hair were beautifully shielding his forehead. Even with the camera between us, the look in his eyes at that moment were powerful yet soft. For a second, a shiver went down my spine and made its way between my legs, making them squeeze together. I could feel myself getting wetter every time I locked eyes with Kihyun through the lens and the feeling was unbearable. It might just be in my head, but I could feel that, with every shiver that came through my body, the look in his eyes becoming even more alluring and… thirsty.

We wrapped the shoot after about an hour and a half. It not only went well because everyone knew what to do and were adequately prepared but, also because Kihyun showed modelling skills that I never expected to see in him. Everyone, including me, were truly amazed.
Before packing, I decided to through the photos again. I couldn’t believe they came out so nicely! As I was lost in thoughts, I didn’t realise that the entirety of the staff was long gone and that I was alone in the studio. I felt really bad about taking my sweet time while others were cleaning up so I started tidying my spot.

“You’re so obvious, Y/N”

I turned over to see someone looking at me a giggling a little, back against the wall.

“… Kihyun? You’re still here?”

“I couldn’t leave without bidding you goodbye, not with the way you were acting during the photoshoot”

My heart was racing like crazy. What was he talking about? Just how does he think I was acting that was “so obvious”?

“What are you…”

“When I went visiting Boyfriend’s set, when we crossed each other in Starship’s building, this morning in the elevator, and just now during the photoshoot.”

As he talked, he was slowly walking in my direction which made me step back till I reach the table with my things spread on top, making a small noise.

“You’re always staring at me with your lustful eyes. You thought I didn’t know?” He was saying that with a mischievous look on his face, which made me extremely self-conscious. “You were so obvious all those times, I’m 100% sure that all the staff knows, and my members.”

He was getting closer and closer, I needed to get out of here, I felt so ashamed and powerless in front of Kihyun. And to add to all this, he was completely right. I did look at him lustfully, I did think about lewd thing just now, during the shoot. Which made me feel even more vulnerable toward him.

“I’m sorry, but I really need to go my boss wants to see the photos of today’s shoot.” I dodge Kihyun and began to make my way to the entrance.

“I am sorry, but you’re not going anywhere Y\N.” He pulled me and pushed me against the wall.

He grew closer to me.

“Before it was easy for me to hold back, but today, seeing you lick your pinkish lips…” His thumb caressed them softly.

“seeing you squeeze your legs tightly together…” A shiver ran down my whole body when his slender, yet muscular tight slowly found its way between my legs.

“But today, I guaranty you that they won’t stay close tightly.”

My lips and his were only centimetres away from each other, and even though I was reluctant at first, the warmth of his body meeting mine, the smoothness of his fingertips brushing my demanding lips… I felt my last will to fight leave the moment his lips crashed onto mine.

Despite myself, I imagine sharing a kiss with Kihyun countless times. So many times. Thinking about it would make my heart go wild and my body ache. But the kiss he gave me wasn’t like I imagined it to be, not at all. It wasn’t sweet and tender like his character, instead it was fierce and playful. The way he teased by kissing my lips, suddenly dodging them only to make them meet mine again was driving crazy.

By the time his right hand cupped my ass and closed the gap between us, my hand was already brushing his hair and I was deeply kissing Kihyun, as if I needed him more than anything at this moment.

“How dare you kiss me like that without warning.”

I lifted my head to lock eyes with him. He wasn’t the only one that likes to play that game. “You should’ve known, since I’m “so obvious”, am I right?”

“… Fuck.”

The teasing game was over for Kihyun the moment I said that. His kisses became thirstier and the motion circles his tight made on your sensitive spot would definitely leave a wet spot on his black pants. The hand that was earlier on my ass was now making its way to my breast, making sure no skin was left untouched. The other hand travelled from my nape to my tight, lifting my skirt to reveal my panties.

The hotness of his fingers on me, dangerously coming close to my core made my heart beat uncontrollable and my breathing was desperately trying to maintain stable.

“…Kihyun”

He then left my lips to look at me, quietly asking for my consent to continue further. Being unable to think straight I took his hand and directed it where I needed it the most. He softly brushed my weatness through my panties and his touched left your knees weak.

“Y/N… Are you always this wet thinking about me?” He shifted his head to kiss my neck. “In the elevator, this morning…”  He pushed my panties down with his other hand. “Have you thought about me…” He nibbled my ear and quietly whispered. “fingering you?” As the last word left his lips, one of his finger penetrated me sharply yet, easily due to how dripping wet Kihyun’s dirty talk made me.

I felt my whole body become numb as he motioned his thumb on my clit and pumped his finger, that eventually became two, inside of me. My back was arching every time his fingers hit deeply in me. My moans became louder and uneven. I was struggling to stand and when I stood close to my limit, the weight of my body was pressing against his.

“Kihyun… I’m so close”

“Fuck Y/N you’re so hot but…we’re not finished yet” To my extreme disappointment he withdrew the fingers that were giving me so much pleasure and removed my shirt to have a better exposure of my breast. I did the same with his, and another wave a pleasure stung me down there when I felt his toned chest. The bulge in his pants rubbed my tight urgently as he approaches his lips from mine.

“Kihyun… I need you” I said out of breath, unzipping his pants eagerly. “Kihyun I need you, now.”  

“That’s the words I was dying to hear for a long-time Y/N”

His two big hands left my body to pull down his pants and almost instantly, my hand went to caress his manliness, ready to pleasure him like he previously pleasured you.

“Let me take care of you Y/N, since you need me that much.”

Kihyun lifted my leg and made sure my back was properly leaning on the wall before entering me in a single push, making me moan his name louder than before and scratching his bare back with my nails. The feeling of Kihyun was exalting, as if it was making me feel whole. With every thrust he granted me with, my mind became blank and I couldn’t think straight. The hotness of our bodies intertwined blurred my senses and everything became pointless. My mind was solely focused on how good Kihyun made me feel and the thought of him being one with me drew me closer to the edge.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful Y/N”

“Kihyun I’m nearly there, please!”

As if he had read my mind, the speed increased and the friction became intolerable. I clenched onto Kihyun harder and contracted all my muscles as the overwhelming feeling of my release made its way from my core up to my entire body. My sudden tightness lead Kihyun reaching his own climax simultaneously. As we regained our calm, we slid on the floor, Kihyun’s back on the wall and my head resting on his chest, the two of us out of breath.

Without leaving me a chance to talk, he stood up and left me here, sitting alone and naked on the floor. I laughed to myself thinking of how foolish I was thinking he really cared.

I took my clothes spread across the studio’s floor only to find Kihyun coming to me with a worried sight on his beautiful face.

“What are you doing?” He seemed do worried about my body hurting. “Don’t get up just yet. Rest for a bit and I’ll clean you up, alright?”

I haven’t felt this relieved in such a long time. With only a sweet smile and some caring words, Kihyun made my worries disappear.

“Now that I got you Y/N, I won’t let you go.”

Neighbors Steve Rogers x Reader

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Characters: Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Some mention of race and insecurities

Word Count: 3,468

A/N: Hey guys, I have been working on this for a while and it’s really long, like 6-7 pages long. I hope you guys enjoy this and that none of my friends read this either. Enjoy adorable Steve Rogers!!!!


Originally posted by yalica


I was scrolling through Tumblr and what not when I heard a loud knocking at my door. Which was weird, because I wasn’t expecting anyone, I have no friends that would come over, and I don’t have a boyfriend to come over and surprise me. So it is either a very polite serial killer, or it’s someone who is lost and needs help of some kind. When I opened the door, I was met with an insanely tall and muscular chest.

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Picking Up the Pieces

Title: Picking Up the Pieces

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,497

Anon Request: hey love! can you do a fic where you overhear Dean crying in his room because he feels useless and like everything is his fault and that he ruined your life and Sam’s etc and you comfort him

Warnings: slight angst, self loathing, self-hate, fluff.

A/N: Please note that it is faintly implied that the reader has depression, but this is about Dean. I hope y’all enjoy it.

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It had been a rough couple of weeks. You and the Winchester’s had just gotten back to the bunker after hunting a nasty demon for three weeks. You were all exhausted and agreed to take some time to rest and get your strength back.

 The hunt hadn’t gone as planned. You were captured by the demon and tortured for twelve hours before the boys could find you. You had cuts and bruises all over your body, a couple of them needing stitches, but you were okay. You had to be. Sam was thrown into the wall, a sharp piece of wood cutting his back, requiring a fair amount of stitches. You knew Dean was taking it rather hard. You knew he was blaming himself for you getting hurt. He always made it his responsibility to protect you. You were his best friend; his family. He would go to any lengths to make sure you okay.

 You decided you were going to make your specialty pie, which just happened to be Dean’s favourite pie in hopes to cheer him up and make it known that you didn’t blame him. You made your way into the kitchen to find Sam sitting at the table with a salad and his computer.

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With You By My Side - Four

A/N: I have said this before and I’ll say it again. This series is gonna be 90% angst. By now you all know that the Reader is sick with terminal cancer, so it shouldnt come as a surprise that its gonna be a bumpy ride. I will try and warn appropriately in each chapter, but if I do miss something, please let me know. Also, thank you for all of your feedback, keeps me motivated and inspired. An last but not least, thank you to my beautiful beta @thorne93, you are a life saver.

Characters: Jensen, Reader. 

Warnings: Sick reader, some angst,  some fluff, probably some language.

Wordcount: 1453

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Originally posted by zest-wincest

Once Jensen parked his car in your driveway you all but jumped out and walked inside the house as fast as your body would allow. Jensen watched you disappear through your door from the car, taking a deep breath to collect himself before he followed with the small bag you had brought with you to and from the hospital. He couldn’t imagine the things that were going through your mind at this point, all he knew was that he needed to be here for you.

You threw yourself down on your bed and let a few quiet tears fall from your eyes. There were so many things that ran through your mind, removing the stitches, starting chemo, getting sicker, dying. You were scared, of course you were, but you knew that Jensen was going to be there with you every step of the way, you knew that nothing in this world could keep him away because that was the kind of man he was, and that was only one of the many reasons you loved him. Guilt clenched at you as you realized he was downstairs alone, probably confused as to why you gave him the cold shoulder, probably struggling with this as much, if not more, as you were. at least you had him to lean on, but who did he have? You had told him not to tell anyone what was going on, but you realized now that he would need someone to help him through this as well.

You didn’t know how much time had passed when you finally emerged from your room and joined him downstairs, finding him by the kitchen table with a coffee in his hands.

“Hey,” you tried quietly.

“Hey,” he responded with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Do you want some coffee?”

“Please. The stuff they serve at the hospital doesn’t really qualify as coffee,” you joked as you sat down across from him. There was a few moments of silence as he got a mug ready and placed it in front of you before taking a seat himself. “Can I tell you something?”

“Of course,” he assured with a slight nod.

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Perfect Perfidy Pt.2

PART 2 OF PERFECT PERFIDY, find part 1 here, part 3 here and part 4 here! part 5 here!!!!

I did trash I’m so sorry but enjoy anyway! I love you all so much. Also please let me know if you’d all like a part 3! Since school started again I’ll have allocate a special time to write for you guys!


A month had passed since you left Jumin, you weren’t sure what to do with him and your marriage, you kept your phone turned off and asked Zen to keep quiet about residing with him temporarily and he had gladly listened to your request. The two of you lived in peace, almost like a couple, he went to work while you stayed at home cooking and cleaning since it was the least you could do, he came home and you hugged him tight as a greeting, the two of you shared a bed every night and you borrowed a lot of his t-shirts. It was natural for the both of you now to act this way although you freaked out when Zen had told you how you yanked him in bed to sleep with you on the first night, despite him assuring you he was fine with it.

You wanted to deny that you were using Zen as a replacement for Jumin, you missed Jumin, he was your everything, but Jumin decided to walk out of your life just as Zen walked in, it was purely coincidental.

Zen was worried that you didn’t see him as a man any more or you were just tempting him, he had to run into the shower to help himself so many times because of you,too many times to count, you would grind on him accidentally while you were sleeping and you had constantly walked around in his t-shirts and when you bent down or reached up he couldn’t help but look at how sultry you looked although he knew your intentions were innocent. He knew you still loved him.

Zen had gotten a new role and had suggested going out for the night to celebrate, also reasoning that you needed to get out of the house and let loose. You agreed and ended up actually leaving the house to buy a new dress, as soon as you got home you tried it on and looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror.

You had lost enough weight for it to be noticeable but you prayed it was just because you were over analysing yourself and it wasn’t really noticeable, the dress was white and had off shoulder long lace sleeves, the dress itself was plain and ended mid-thigh with a straight neckline to level with the start of your sleeves. It looked good on you and you hoped Zen thought so too, you wanted to look for him since he was taking you out, it would be rude to not put any effort in.

You went to the front door when you had heard it open, going to greet Zen, as usual, running up and hugging him like you always do.

“Welcome back Zen!” You said as he turned around to close the door, you hugged him from behind and nuzzled your face into his side with the purpose of tickling him in your mind.

Zen laughed and turned around to return the embrace, but he froze when he saw what you were wearing, your smooth and bare shoulders flicking a switch in his mind with just a mere glance, the dress was short and tight, serving as the last push he needed to take her completely right there.

“M-MC, you look great! But I should go and get uhh changed” Zen somehow managed to spit out as he ran to the bathroom.

You smiled to yourself as you went to make yourself a cup of tea while you waited for Zen to get ready completely clueless of what was going on behind the bathroom door. Zen cursed at himself in the shower as he reached down to help himself once again with the thought of you in his head, you affected him so much and it infuriated him that you didn’t even realise it.

Once Zen was showered and dressed the two of you then later found yourselves standing outside a club, the outside had a placid feel with few people loitering here and there but you could hear the booming music from the inside, a high contrast with just a wall to divide them. The two of you walked in and sat down, ignoring the sudden blast of hot air and scent of alcohol obnoxiously hanging around you.

You looked to your left and saw Zen already had a beer in hand so you ordered one of your own drinks to help you slacken up, before you knew it Zen had taken your hand when he was sure you both were intoxicated enough to have some fun and took you to the dance floor, he was drunk and so were you and the two of you were dancing together, completely failing to notice someone slip something into your drink and speak urgently into the phone. The two of you moved suggestively against each other, his hands touching you all over with an occasional squeeze and your hands behind you palming him through his jeans. It was like that for a while before the song changed and Zen pulled you back to where you drinks were.

“We should continue that somewhere else MC” he whispered into your ear as he pulled one of your hands forcing you to touch him again “You’ve woken up the beast”

You giggled as you drank the last of your drink with your other hand ignoring the slight chemical taste in it. Zen pulled you outside of the club and walked into an alleyway, shoving you against the wall and attacked your neck, it all had happened so quick you didn’t notice how fast the place had emptied and how chilly the air had gotten.

A whimper slipped from your mouth as he sucked hard and let go, admiring the oval shaped hickey he made.

“MC, you have no idea how crazy you drive me, you’re so beautiful at home, I can’t ignore a princess like you walking around in nothing but my shirts, it drives me insane” he said as his hand slid up your thigh and pushed your dress all the way up to your hips. You went to move your arms to push him off but you couldn’t control your arms, they felt numb. Panic flared in you and your eyes widened, had your drink been spiked?! You couldn’t be sure right now but that would be the most plausible explanation considering it was a club and that kind of thing happened all the time.

You tried to move your legs but you found that you didn’t have any control over your legs either, meanwhile Zen had continued his assault on you, clearly inebriated to the point of no return, he was acting on complete impulse without a second thought. He moved from your neck and peppered light kisses on your cheek before going for your mouth, the drugs you had inadvertently taken has now taken its full effect on you, you couldn’t move your head away to avoid his kiss or even stand up, you were relying on his tight hold he had on your hips.

Zen had now completely violated your mouth with his tongue and you would have been shaking in fear or struggling against him if you had been able to move, you accidentally moaned when you felt one of Zen’s cold hands slip into your panties, he smirked against your lips before you felt him being ripped off of you and you felt yourself fall forward, a scream about to rip from your mouth since making noises was the only thing you could do, although a familiar black haired man caught your fall and stopped your scream.

Your heart dropped when you realised it was Jumin and that he had thrown Zen onto the ground a couple of meters away from you, effectively halting Zen’s assault, you cursed yourself when you realised Jumin had caught you wasting your life away at some club and had witnessed you in your weakest state and to top it all off, he hated Zen and here you were letting him get intimate with you.

“Let’s go home princess” Jumin said as he fixed your clothing up, threw his coat over you and then threw you over his shoulder walking back to his limo. Jumin lightly set you down on the seat and then climbed in himself, telling driver Kim to go to the penthouse as quick as he can.

Jumin stared at your unmoving body, his hands fiddling with each other, you couldn’t help but remember how those hands touched another woman the way he was only supposed to touch you, that same hand with a ring on it touched another woman when he had promised to be yours. You felt tears drip from your eyes and roll down your cheeks but you couldn’t move to wipe them off

Your eyes shot up when you felt a thumb wiping your tears away, your stomach churned in disgust and hate before you willed your tongue to project your thoughts.

“Don’t touch me with your defiled and tainted skin, Jumin” you spat, relief sweeping over you when his eyes widened and soft hand disappeared.