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I Was Wondering - Jeff Atkins Imagine

Jeff Atkins x reader 

Request: I would like to request an imagine where y/n is Tony’s best friend there very close but Jeff has a crush on y/n so one day in gym class Jeff talks to tony about y/n when y/n talks to Clay cause there good friends too . So tony gives good wording about Jeff then he leaves them alone in a group in gym class they bond and he walks her home spending time in his house and while they were talking somehow they ended up cuddling and he asks her out.

WARNINGS: Fluff


“You look ridiculous in those shorts”

“Shut up Tony, your smaller than me so you have no say so in my gym clothes.”

He puts his hands over his heart and fake cries “Ouch y/n, way to burst a mans ego”

I playfully push him as we walk into the gym. There are a few guys playing basketball and volleyball, girls walking around the gym talking, some girls practicing their cheer routine, and other people just sitting on the bleachers. That’s what me and Tony do until gym class start in 10 minutes. 

“You’re still driving me home right?”

“Yeah, cause after I have to take it to the shop and it’s right by you.”

I roll my eyes, “You and that damn mustang” I laugh.

“You can never take a car to serious miss.”

“Yeah whatever auto boy”

“Don’t ever say that again please”

We both laugh and start talking about the game next week. As we are talking, Tony’s friend Jeff comes and sit down next to us.I don’t know much about him, but I know he’s close to Clay and Tony. I know he’s surprisingly not an ass like the other jocks. 

“Hey what’s up Tony”. They do their ‘boy’ handshake and then he glances at me and smiles.

“Hey y/n” I looked at him surprised. I didn’t even know he knew me. We aren’t what you call, in the same ‘popularity range’ not that he seemed to care. As I looked at him I never realized how cute he was up close. That sounded kind of creepy.

“Hey Jeff” I smile.

“What are you guys up to?”

“Nothing we were just talking about the game next Friday”

“Oh, well thanks to Clay I can play” he smiles at me. I look away, not wanting him to see me obviously blushing at his look.

As soon as he said that, we heard a thud on the gym floor. We look and see Clay laying on the floor holding his head. Of course, leave it to Clay to get hit with a ball. 

“Oh Jensen” I whisper. “I’ll be right back guys, I need to give Clay tips on catching the ball with his hands and not his head.”

As I bounce down the bleachers, I here the guys laughing at my statement. I jog to Clay and help him up.

“I fucking hate gym” he whispers.

“I’m sure gym hates you too” I laugh.

“It’s that obvious huh?”

“Very much so” I laugh.

“What are you guys talking about up there?”

I look back up to the bleachers and see Jeff quickly snap his head back towards Tony as they continue their conversation. He was looking at me. I smile to myself.

“Hello,earth to y/l/n”

“Sorry, just school stuff, come up and sit with us unless you want these balls to keep kicking your ass.”

He rolls his eyes, but starts walking towards the bleacher, knowing I’m right. When we get there Jeff is red and Tony is just staring at me. We all start talking and laughing. Jeff is in the middle of talking to Clay about his sad love life when Tony turns to me.

“Hey y/n um.. I’m not gonna be able to drive you home today.”

“What the hell Tony why? you know I don’t like walking alone”

“Well because, my buddy Jeff is gonna walk you home.”

When he said that, I saw Jeff staring at me, looking somewhat anxious for my reaction. I choose to react coolly although my girly insides were screaming. 

“Oh.”

“Oh come on y/n/n I honestly think Jeff is pretty good company. You’ll like him.”

I know there was more meaning behind what he said but I didn’t say anything. I look towards Jeff and a still oblivious Clay still rambling about Hannah and smile.

“Okay, yeah why not.”


Me and Jeff walk together in silence side by side while my hands are on my book bag and his in his front pocket. It’s so silent it’s almost laughable. I decide to break the silence, but so did he.

“So-”

“So-”

We laugh and he looks down at me.

“Sorry you first.” With his eyes still on me I continue.

“So did Tony really blow me off, or was it his lame excuse to get us to walk together?” 

“I’m the guilty one. I wanted to get to know you and wanted us to be alone.”

I look away to hide my goofy smile and pull my hair behind my ear. I start to smell that dampy air and know rain is about to come. 

“Well that’s honest of you.”

“Why thank you miss.”

He brings up the dance and ask if I was going with anyone. When I was about to say no, it started pouring down out of nowhere. 

“Shit, its coming down hard!”

I use my sweater to cover my hair, but I can already feel myself getting soaked and my house is still about 6 blocks away. 

“My house is right around the corner if you want to wait for it to settle down!” he yells over the rain. I think about it and its better than getting even more soaked. 

“Ye-yeah okay!”

We jog to his house, and I sigh in relieve when we enter the warm house. 

“My parents aren’t home if that’s okay.” 

“Yeah that’s fine.” I stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. He noticed and spoke up.

“Um if you want, we can chill in the living room and watch tv until we dry off so I can continue walking you home.”

“Yeah sure.” I smile. We sit on the couch and Jeff gets a blanket for us to share and to warm up. He turns on Family Guy and we start laughing immediately. I didn’t even realize how close together we became after the second episode. I was leaning into his shoulder with his arm around me and our legs were tangled together on his coffee table. I didn’t know if he realized but I know one thing. I hope we stay like this. I snuggle closer into him and he looks at me.

“Y/n”

“Yeah”

“I have been wanting to ask you something” he seemed anxious again.

“So ask me.”

“Will you go out with me?”

I don’t even have to think to know my answer.

“Yes” I smile and Jeff breathes out the breath he was holding in and smiles with me.

“Thank god” and he pushes me in closer and smashes his lips on mine.

Being a McCall and dating Isaac would include *PART ONE*

- you hating isaac at first

- being the first person to see his soft side

- scott getting mad at him when he tries to talk to you

- you and isaac smiling at each other as scott walks away

- “i’m sorry. he’s-”

- “it’s okay.”

- you and scott arguing about you liking isaac

- your mom tells scott to let you be

- isaac considering you as his only best friend

- later on, as his girlfriend

- scott and stiles going on protective mode when they found out

- isaac smirking at them when you tell the duo to stop

- “he’s smirking! y/n!”

- “shut up! i’m still talking!”

- isaac being the one who calms you down in times like that

- him cuddling you when you’re stressed about the duo and/or school work

- “but i’m busy.”

- “and i’m clingy. so what?”

- him accidentally saying the “L” word while you two run around the house

- saying it back

- having a heated make out session

- your friends walking in on you

- “gotta blast!”

- taking each other’s virginities

- having slow and meaningful sex

- him sometimes going rough

- you love it either way

- him being proud of you when the school announced you were at the honors

- “i love you so much!”

- “i love you too.”

- him getting “mad” at you for wearing his scarves

- he likes it when you wear his clothes

- allison and lydia steals you for a day

- isaac calling every 25 minutes

- “isaac you have to stop.”

- “well lydia, i’m sorry i’m worried about my girlfriend.”

- “is that my phone?”

- treating you like a princess

- “i’m so lucky”

- him taking care of you while you’re on your period

- him taking your pain away

- “thank you”

- randomly saying i love you

- him getting jealous over guys you’re not even interested in

- him smirking in victory when you finally smile after having a hard day

- you being the first person that comes to his mind when he wakes up from a nightmare

- sneaking into your room

- “isaac?”

- “oh. hey mrs. mccall.”

- you stroking his hair as you both fall asleep

- scott and stiles finally lets you be

- “she’s my baby sister. i want her to be happy.”

- the duo acting like parents and have dinner with isaac

- you walk in on them

- “good luck.”

- isaac begging you not to leave him

- you staying at the living room, waiting for pack missions to end

- scott and isaac finally going home

- isaac immediately falling into your lap

- singing him to sleep

- singing p!atd songs at the top of your lungs when you think no one was home

- isaac walking in on you

- isaac joining you in singing

- arguing at who’s going to order the pizza

- “fine!”

- you falling asleep on his lap after eating all the food you ordered

- both of you falling asleep on the couch

Greedy ( Jeff Atkins x Reader)

Request : Hiiii can you make a Jeff Adkins smut where he gets jealous because your talking to Zach? Idk lol if you want to😊

A/n: Hey yo was goodie  guys is your girl back with another smut this request was lowkey fun to write idk why but anyways thank you so much for over 500 reads on need a hand and 330+ followers I honestly feel like this was a shitty imagine because it was rushed because i have finals so I’m sorry if you don’t like it I promise not to suck so bad for the next one. Anyways if you’re waiting on the Jason imagine or the rest I’ll try to get them all in before next weekend key word try because finals have me pulling my hair out.

Warnings:Smut sin sin sin more sin just you know sin eating out , slight dominance coming from Jeff? jealousy you know the usual. Also they are juniors in this imagine so 

You and Jeff had never been the fighting type if you guys had a problem you would talk it out in a mature non-violent way. Lately things have changed Jeff wanted to argue with you about the littlest things. When you took to long to answer his messages because you were taking a shower or too busy doing homework. When you didn’t spend enough time with him. When you didn’t show up to his baseball practices. Little things that never bothered Jeff before now let’s not get it twisted you loved spending time with Jeff after all he is your boyfriend for a reason but lately you both have been so stressed and busy looking at colleges and preparing for the SATs that you guys had no time for each other. 

Junior year is a stressful year you both knew and understood each other or at least you thought you did out of nowhere Jeff started acting really possessive and weird towards you. You tried talking to him but he wouldn’t budge to tell you what’s been on his mind. You decided to go to his baseball practice since he was complaining the whole week that you hadn’t gone. It was Friday and honestly all you wanted to do was go home and sleep but you decided to come support your boyfriend. You were making your way towards the field when you spotted your friend Zach .

“Hey y/n” he said as he spotted you

“ oh hey Zach ” you said hugging him

 Change POV 

“Where are you going ?” He asked

“ I’m gonna go watch Jeff practice you know I have to support the boyfriend ” I say giggling

“ ah I’m heading there too I’m waiting for Bryce you want me to walk you ? ” he asks 

“ yea sure why not ” I say smiling

We walk together into the bleachers laughing at dumb jokes zach is making. When we reach the bleachers I look to the field and spot Jeff looking at me I smiled and wave but he just ignored me or maybe he didn’t see me. I shrug it off and take a seat in the bleachers watching the practice until is over. When the coach blows the whistle I run up to the field and hug Jeff he doesn’t return the hug instead he mutters and awkward hi. I give him a concerned look but he just shoves past me going to the locker rooms to change. I decided this needed to stop and I should talk to him. I start walking to the car deciding to wait for him there. A couple of minutes later Jeff comes in the car throwing his duffel bag on the back seat and putting the key in the ignition.

“ Are you coming over today? ” he asks not even looking at me

“ As a matter of facts yes I am there’s obviously something we need to talk about ” Waving my hands In front of me to emphasize my point.

“ I don’t know what you mean there’s nothing to talk about ” he says as he starts to drive to his house. I stay quiet for the rest of the ride.

When we arrived at his house he opened the door letting me in first Jeff might be mad at me and act like a dick sometime but he never looses his manners. I rush upstairs to his room throwing myself on his bed and letting out a frustrated groan. I feel the bed tip and he lays besides me. He grips my waist but I pull away from his hold.

“ what’s wrong babe ?” He says coming closer.

“ I should ask you the same thing since you decided to be a dick one second and then a sweetheart the next” I say standing up and going over to sit in his computer chair.

He start walking towards me he grabs a hold of my wrist and pulls me up pushing our bodies together. I try to get out his grip but it’s not very useful since he’s stronger than me. He pulls me towards the bed and throws me on it.

Pinning me down he starts kissing my collar bone and he whispers “ Do you want to know why I’ve been so moody lately ” he nibbles on my neck

“ Well I mean it’s not like I’ve been asking for the past 2 weeks now ” sarcasm dripping from my voice he might have me pinned down and it’s slowly turning me on but there’s always room for sarcasm.

He cups my face kissing me roughly “ you’ve been spending so much time with Zach the little giggles here and there , laughing at his jokes , hugging him ” he says with a husky tone. “ do you think I don’t notice oh sweetheart , baby girl you have a lot coming if you think you can play with me like that ” he says attacking my collar bone again.

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He sucks on my neck harshly marking me moan. He makes his way down my body slowly teasing me.  He suddenly rips my shirt and I gasp.

“OMG ARE YOU SERIOUS THAT SHIRT WAS TWELVE DOLLARS” I say looking at my now ripped shirt.Jeff only smirks and continues kissing down my body.He reaches the hem of my skirt and pulls it off in one swift movement.My heart beats faster as the heat between  my legs starts increasing.

He moves his hands trailing them up and down my bare legs admiring them.I had to admit that would be kind of cute if i wasn’t so eagered for his touch.

He comes back up kissing me passionately and pulls me up to unclasp my bra, He slides it down my hands and throws it across the room.He kisses down my bare stomach reaching the hem of my panties grabbing the elastic and letting it go so it emits a sound.

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He pulls my panties down slowly tormenting me and throws them across the room joining my bra.He starts kissing on my thighs and  I close my legs rubbing them together to create some friction Jeff smirks and pulls them apart coming closer to my core but not yet touching it.  I feel his breathing hit my spot and I shiver from anticipation.He suddenly licks a stripe parting my lips apart and a loud moan fall from my  mouth.

“Jeff stop teasing babe” I said whining

“Tell me what you want then” he says rising and eyebrow 

“ I want you to do something” I said whining again

“ and that something is “ he says moving his hand over my thighs 

“ I want you to fuck me with your mouth” I say frustrated “Is that what you wan- OH MY GOD” I couldn’t even finish my sentence he plunged his tongue into me cravingly exploring my insides like his life depended on it.


My hips bucked upward from the pleasure as moans escaped my mouth here and there.I grabbed onto his hair pulling it slightly and he moaned into my core making a waveof pleasure  run through my body, I felt on cloud nine with his mouth working wonder as he gripped my thighs forcefully trying to keep me steady.My eyes rolled back from the pleasure, I could hear myself gasping slowly every time he moved his tongue. He was writing words or maybe the alphabet at this point I couldn’t tell. His appetite didn’t seem to be satisfied every taste he had made him want more.


His greed, urgency and desire all came  together to form a combination I couldn’t explain.I felt myself coming closer as pure bliss kicked in a harmony of melodies falling from my mouth along with some curse words. Jeff plunging his tongue into me ,drawing patterns and pulling me closer all of that combined  pushed me to the edge and I felt a wave of rhapsody run through me I slowly rode out my high thrusting my hips upward as Jeff wiped me clean.

He stood up with a satisfied smirk wiping the corners of his mouth coming closer to my face .He kissed my forehead “ you “ he kissed my left cheek “ know” he kissed my right cheek “ I’m”  he kissed my chin “ greedy “ he kissed my lips passionately “ and that I hate sharing baby so why do you push me “ he says smirking. 

“ I don’t Mr.Atkins” I say in between pants 

He pulls me up by me hair and whispers “ you know you’re mine “

“ I’m all yours my greedy man” I say pulling him in for a kiss.

°• ☆ ———— LAST WORD SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ Please, just go, save yourself. ’
’ I.. I just.. wanted… to tell you.. ’
’ Go! Go now! Leave me! ’
’ I just.. wanted you to know.. I love you. ’
’ I’ve always.. loved you. ’
’ Help… h-help me.. ’
’ Am I going to die? Please.. please don’t leave me. ’
’ I’m not going to make it… just go.. ’
’ You know.. I’ll always find.. you. ’
’ Go! Go now! Go! Before it’s too late! ’
’ Oh, oh.. God! Am I dying? ’
’ I’m bleeding! Oh, oh my god. ’
’ Please, please… whatever you do… don’t forget about me. ’
’ Hey, I’ll see you on the other side someday, don’t cry. ’
’ Shhh… sh.. don’t cry. ’
’ No! No! Please! Don’t you die on me now! ’
’ Please, please.. just stay with me a little longer. ’
’ No.. please… come back to me! Come back to me! ’
’ Please, don’t die on me, I love you! ’
’ I’m going home now, let me go. ’
’ I’m going, I’m-I’m… ’
’ I.. can’t… hold on.. anymore. ’
’ I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please wake up! ’
’ I’m so sorry… for everything.. ’
’ When I’m gone, don’t forget about me. ’
’ Please.. just don’t leave me here to die! ’
’ Just take me with you, even if I don’t make it. ’
’ I’m not going to make you, leave me to be. ’
’ Don’t worry, I’ll hold them off for you as long as I can. Go now! ’
’ No! I’m not leaving you here to die alone! ’
’ No! Please! Please don’t die! Please stay with me! ’
’ Don’t you die on me you son of a bitch! Come on! ’
’ Remember me always… ’
’ I’m glad.. we get to spend these last moments together. ’
’ You’ve made my life worth while. ’
’ You’ve made every second count from the moment we met. ’
’ Please.. don’t cry, I’m not leaving you by choice. ’
’ Please.. please, just stay with me some more. Please.. ’
’ I’m sorry, I’m sorry… you have to do this. ’
’ I’ll always remember you! Because you will be with me, alive! Please! ’
’ Please don’t say that! You’re going to make it! ’
’ Just don’t let go of me… ’
’ Hold me.. hold me.. I’m scared. ’
’ I’m scared.. please, please.. don’t leave me like this. ’
’ I’ll always be with you, in your heart. ’
’ Please, please.. I don’t want to die. I’m scared. ’
’ I’m scared, hold me.. I’m so cold.. I want my mother. ’
’ Please don’t make me laugh, not right now.. It’s not funny. ’
’ I can’t.. I can’t go on without you. Don’t leave me. ’
’ Please, just go.. I don’t want you to see me like this. ’
’ I can go any further.. I’m not going to make it. ’
’ I can’t believe this is happening.. please wake up! ’
’ Wh-what? What did you say? Tell me. ’
’ Shh.. shhh.. It’s okay, now. I’m here, I’m here. ’
’ No, no, no, no – it’s okay now. Shhh… don’t talk like that. ’
’ It’s okay.. everything’s okay, don’t say anything, shhh. ’
’ Shhh… shh, I’ve got you, I’m here. ’
’ I’m here now, don’t.. It’s okay. I’m here. I’m right here. ’

Originally posted by alectightwood

A/N: this was requested by @dylanobeminegrantgustin hope it’s ok

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“You know I’m really starting to love this uniform of yours” Archie says right before the big football game

“Well don’t get too excited you’re about to go on” you say, arms around his neck, his around your waist and the both of you swaying from side to side a bit

“And so is she” Cheryl comes in interrupting yours and Archie’s moment. Both you and Archie sigh and break a part

“Come on you can fool around after you win the game” Cheryl says grabbing your arm and dragging you away.

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Dean’s Doc

Originally posted by ellen-reincarnated1967

Summary: Reader has a new patient Dean who comes in handy when she least expects it…

Pairing: Dean x Therapist!reader

Word Count: 1,800ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Quote for this one was, “It’s a horror show up here,”…


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how couples spend their free time together

men’s expectations of wlw relationships:

oh yesss right there….yeah let’s have sex…all we ever do is have sex….and wear only nice frilly lingerie and nothing else when we are at home….hey let’s call marcus for a threesome 

actual wlw relationships:

*wearing baggy polyester shirt that has become a little off-white*

“hey hurry up, the show’s coming on.”

“Fine, fine. Wait, what r u eating.”

“Oh I found some crumbs in my room. You know, from the time we baked brownies two months ago.”

“Are you for real.”

women’s expectations of mlm relationships:

hey sweetie, the roses came in from Cecilia’s today, don’t you love them? Oh I see you’ve replaced the windows, they look so much prettier now, I love you cupcake. Here let me fix you a cup of tea. 

actual mlm relationships:

*playing video game*

“good fucking god you were supposed to catch that, you n00b”

“and how am i supposed to know that was for me??”

“You just had to catch it!”

“YOU BOUTTA CATCH THESE HANDS”

❝ At the end of the day ❞

Plot: When you and your boyfriend Jimin get into a fight, he hits you and you’re scared of him. 

Pairing: JiminxReader

Words count: 2,3k+

Genre: Angst, fluffy ending 

For anon, I hope you like it! M. ♥

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥

“So do you choose your job? Again? ”

“I don’t choose, you know I’ve to do it.” He hums, bowing his head and you can see guilt in his  eyes, even if he hid them to you.  

You look at him, trying to figure out why you’re once again the second choice. You can’t even more to get mad because you know he won’t never choose you and it’s the thing that hurts the most.

You sigh and get up off the couch, where until a few minutes before you were joking and laughing like two children, turning away from him and from the sense of oppression that that situation is causing.

“Y/N, wait! ” He yells, but you don’t listen to him and not turn around.

“Can I be alone?”

“Nope… We need to talk about this.”

“Why?” You ask, upon entering the kitchen, continuing to avoid his gaze.

“Because we should fi-”

“Fix what? You has already decided that you’ll forsake our anniversary for the job, as all the other times. ” You stop him, twist out and look straight at him. He keeps his head down and you would just for once, one time, he chose you. You bite your bottom lip while you’re holding back from saying more and perhaps more painful. Despite everything you don’t want to hurt him.

“You know if I cou–”

“No, because even if you could you would choose BTS. I figured it out months ago and I accepted it, they’re important and are part of you. But, I mean, what am I to you? ”

“You choose your work often, Y/N”.

His answer has a bitter taste, you can feel the resentment you didn’t know he tried. Still he can’t compare your occasional waivers to his constant “No, today I’ve practice”; “I need to register”; “We’ve got some photoshoot”.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. ” You whispers, lowering your head, turn off and trying to hold back your anger. You don’t want to fight and for that let slip the matter, feeling his arms tighten around your hips. He draws you to him and buries his face against your neck, wondering again sorry.

“Okay, it’s work.. go Jimin, otherwise you’re going to be late.. ”

“I promise to come home soon, I swear.”

You just nod, knowing that he’ll shed ever soon, smiling at him and leaving a little kiss on his temple. Those little moments are sweet and bitter for you, because on the one hand his sweetness makes you melt but you know it’s temporary, like a thunderclap and this leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

“Go!” You yell at him with soft voice, faking a smile, which he interprets as true. He moves and after a few minutes you hear his joyful greeting to the entry, remaining totally alone. The silence of your apartment, you two still don’t live together but he often stays at your place when you’re spending time together, envelops you and makes you feel even more his absence.

“As always.. Y/N get dressed, it’s no use staying here to bask in commiseration. Go shopping, have fun.. You don’t need him. ”

The problem is that you always need him.

                                             ____

The laughter of your friends are echoed in the small “cabine” of the photo’s machine, while you’re keep doing strange poses to every flash that blinds you eyes. You’ve not checked the clock or cell phone once, you didn’t want to ruin your mood but when your friends finally make you aware that it’s nearly 1 a.m., you get out of the cubicle and greeting all with a quick gesture of the hand.

The fresh air of the night is a cure and the thought of your boyfriend not grazed even once your mind. You missed him, every moment, but you got to live with it so as not to spoil yet another evening.

“Oh… Why are the lights on? ” You talkin’ to yourself in front of your door, noticing the lights in the living room.

You come quickly and approaching the room, just to freeze on the threshold when you see your boyfriend sitting on the couch, a bouquet in his hands and a cold dinner on the coffee table.

“Jimin..”

“Hey, hi.”

“What…?”

“You know when I said that I would come home early, I really meant it.” He whispers and his voice is cold, provoking you a chill that runs along your spine and lets on you a strange sensation.

“Jimin.. do you know how many times you said it and you never came home earlier? ”

“So you thought this time would be so? You’ve so little faith in me, Y/N? ”

“It’s not what I’ve say!” You shout, albeit quietly, taking your jacket of and dropped it on the floor along with the bag.

“What’s that?”

“Do you know how many times you’ve made promises that you broke? I was tired of building expectations and see them collapse like a house of cards. ”

“So on our second anniversary you decided to party with your friends?” He asks, getting up from the sofa and throwing the bouquet on the coffee table with an huffy gesture. You also see from his gaze, as his eyes are dark, the hard line of his jaw. Jimin exudes anger and it scares you.

“What was I supposed to do? Stay home? Wait without knowing whether you were coming home or not? ”

“Yes, it was what you had to do.” He replyes and his eyes are on you, they don’t let a moment.

“Excuse me?”

“It was what you had to do. Stay at home, waiting. ”

“Like all the other times, Jimin?” You ask with tired tone, feeling his anger on your skin. Your mood is totally ruined and even this time you would like to discuss, but he seems to want to pick up a fight with you.  

“Do you think I might like? Do you think I’d be happy to know that you were waiting for me and I couldn’t be with you? ”

“Honestly?”

“Yes, honestly.”

“I don’t think you’d be happy, but if you cared more you would have been looking for ways to change things.”

Your voice is a whisper but you get that he heard, you see it in his eyes and you realize it’s time to create some space between you two. You ignore your jacket and your bag on the floor, turn away and head off towards the stairs but an iron grip on your wrist makes you freeze. A slight pain spreads in the part that he’s clutching, but you just ignore that itching and don’t turn around to face him. 

“Do you really think I don’t care about you??”

“I think you can’t put things on a right perspective Jimin. I think you keep thinking about the fact that I’m here. But I might as well not be there next time. ” You grumble, trying to wiggle out your wrist from his grip.

“Tell me while you’re looking at me in the eyes”  

It’s rude the way he appeals to you and how he does you turn, continuing to clutch, even stronger, your wrist.

You look at him in the eyes and you can’t find your Jimin in that gaze. It’s someone you don’t know.

“You’re hurting me.”

“So you’re telling me you’re not going to be here the next time? Is this what you want? What the hell can I do? You’re putting me in front of a choice, Y/N ”.

“No, it’s you. I’m not giving any ultimatum and especially I’m not asking you to choose, because we already know who would you choose. ”

It’s a split second. One minute you were just watching with anger into each others eyes, the next minute you’re sitting on stairs’ top step, your cheek that burns and him looks at you, completely shocked. He never laid a hand on you, even now he did it voluntarily, but still the pain you feel is true, real, so much so that tears begin to slip silently on your face.

You look at him in disbielief, brushing your cheek with the gentle touch of your fingertips while your breath is broken with sobs and tears continue to run on the skin of your cheeks.

“Y/N”. He stutters falling to his knees in front of you, on his face a terrified gaze that think you’re reflecting on your face. “I.. I-I’m sorry.. I didn’t want to… I-I… I just wanted to… Hell, I’m so sorry… I-I’m going to get some ice.” He adds and staggering rises again, rushing into the kitchen and leaving you alone.

You take a deep breath and review the scene in your mind. Trying to unburden the grip on your wrist, you started to jostle him and he caught off guard, he lefts your wrist with a violent gesture, only to give you a slap on your cheek. You saw the sudden change in his eyes, from dark and full of anger to innocent and scared. And that’s what doesn’t make you run, albeit feel fear grasping to each inch of your body. Your gaze alights on your hands and you try to stop their trembling, but it seems almost impossible.

“Here’s the ic–”

Hear his voice makes you jump and you move involuntarily, causing him to freeze instantly. He lays the ice on the small step beside you and walking away a few steps, sitting on the floors so that you can watch. You’re unable to speak or move, fear prevents you from doing anything.

“Y/N.. Please.. Say something.. ”

“T-thanks for the ice.”

“I would never hurt y-you…”

You just nod to his sentence, you know that but at that time you can’t think straight. You take the ice and resting on your cheek, sighing with pleasure for the relief that immediately causes you. Along with your sigh, though, you hear a different sound and lifting your look you realize that he started to cry. He keeps his face hidden in his hands, is folded back on himself and you hear his “I’m sorry”, murmured softly.

Something inside you changes, you feel the fear slipping away while a pain more stronger starts to make you tremble. As much as you don’t like what happened, seeing him in that condition makes you even more hurt.

“Jimin..” You whisper and stand up, by kneeling in front of him and trying to take away his hands so that you can look into his eyes.

“No.. I-I don’t deserve your sweetness Y/N… I hurt, I.. ”

“Yup, you hit me but it was accidentally. I know you would never hurt me. ”

“But I did.. and not just by hitting you. I hurt you for weeks. Yes, I see it in your eyes..”

“W-What?” You ask stammer.

“I see that I’ll always let you down, your smiles are fake and you’ve watery eyes the most of time. I see everything but I can’t do anything.. Because I don’t know how to do, I don’t know how to be scattered by BTS’ Jimin and the other Jimin, the boy madly in love who wants to stay with his girlfriend. ” He murmurs, leaving finally dropping his hands on his intertwined legs. His face is pale, you picture like yours, and immediately you caress his cheeks, erasing the mark of tears.

“Jimin..”

“I have no apologies Y/N, you’re right… You were right to go out with your friends, you did something for yourself and that’s what I love most…that you’re happy. ”

“You make me happy.”

“Yeah, of cour–”

“Stop. Yes, you often call off our dates because of work…but I see your efforts. After two nights in a row in practice for MAMA, two nights with a lack of sleep, you’ve come anyway to know my sister… I see it in your little gestures, your hugs when we sleep, I can tell by the way you look at me. Jimin we knew it would be tough. But no matter what if at the end of the day I can be with you. ”

You lay your forehead against his and feel the softness of his hand on your cheek where he hit. He’s touching so softly that you hardly feel his touch, just smile and touches the tip of his nose with your lips.

“How can I make it up?”

“Mmh …” You mumble, thinking intently.

“Because.. will you forgive me, right?”

“Oh God Jimin, breathe… Let’s do like this, now we sit on the couch, we order something to go and talk all night, as we did at the beginning. ”

“That’s it?” He wonders puzzled, looking at you frightened.

“Jimin, at the end of the day it’s enough for me that you’re with me, remember?”

“I remember …”

“Wel–”

“I love you, Y/N. At the end of the day, in spite of what you may think, I just want you to be with me. ”

Stupid tapes

requested? nope, just had the idea in my head for a few days

pairing: Zach x reader

Summary: Zach doesn’t want to tell his girlfriend about the tapes and she has enough and then Bryce Walker makes things even worse

warnings: mention of rape i guess 

words: over 1.8k

part 2

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Y/N once heard Zach and Justin talking about some tapes and when she asked Zach he only brushed her off with a “don’t worry, love, ‘s fine”. Whoever she asked about those tapes either looked confused or told her it’s none of her business. She asked Zach multiple times about them, hoping he would break and tell her anything, so she would finally know what’s going on, but he didn’t. She noticed how tense he got whenever she asked him about them and how he’s changed through the last few weeks. It was taking a tool on Y/N and their relationship, as the girl thought he didn’t trust her and genuinely knew he was hiding something from her. And one day, Y/N decided enough was enough.

“Zach, I’m asking you one last time, what’s going on with these tapes!” they were sitting in his car, heading for his house so he could help her with her biology homework, as he was a year older and amazing at it.

“I’ve told you so many times that you should forget about them and stop worrying,” he replied calmly, though he could sense that Y/N wasn’t going to drop the topic this time.

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Some Cliché Apartment AU's

[coming from someone who actually lives in an apartment complex]

“I’m trying to get some work done but you and your friend are being really loud could you please stop–oh no you’re cute” AU

“I heard you playing the guitar/ukulele/whatever instrument but you’re really bad at it do you want a quick lesson” AU

“Hey I heard yelling and crying coming from your apartment and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay” AU

“You’re my neighbor who got drunk and thought this was your apartment but I can’t just send you back home when you keep crying and venting about all of these awful things happening to you” AU

“Please stop having sex so loudly–wait that’s not you?? That’s your roommate?? Oh my gosh I’m so sorry” AU

“I just got back home from a rough day when I see you about to jump off of your balcony woah buddy I know life sucks but I promise it will get better” AU

“You’re trying to move in all on your own because no one you know has the time/cares well guess what stranger/new neighbor I care how can I help” AU

“You’re always stealing my parking garage and I’m finally here to comfort you about it (btw your car is ugly but you certainly are not)” AU

“There’s a swimming pool at our apartment complex for people who live there and you swim in it a lot while I like to read by it and we’ve always gotten along pretty well until one day you get my book wet and now I must make you pay” AU

Change - Jughead x Reader

A/N: This is my FIRST time writing smut… I hope its all good guys also sorry about the ending, idk how to end smut. I also didn’t tag anyone j in case they don’t like smut

Request: Smut where Jughead walks in on Reader getting changed, turns hot and heavy ;)

Warnings: Smutttttttttt and swears, and the word vagina because who reads smut and doesn’t expect there to be the word vagina in there. 

Word count: 1456

Italics = Thoughts 


Your POV

You had just finished your shift at Pops and decided to take a shower, it should be a while before your best friend/high school crush/roommate Jughead Jones came home, he was working late investigating for his novel with Betty.

You turned on the water and got undressed, putting your hand in the stream line to check the temperature, you jumped in.

It wasn’t an extraordinary shower, you washed your hair and body, shaved, and washed off that day’s make up.

You turned off the water and then you jumped out you reached for your towel but realised you didn’t have one, you decided to run to your room and grab it, so you walked to the door

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Mustn’t Twitch

Stiles x Reader


“(Y/N)!” Stiles yelped when you pointed your finger at your locker, letting it swing open.

“What… oh right, sorry I’m still sleepy.” You yawned, snuggling into Stiles chest when he rolled his eyes and hurried over to help you switch out your books.

“Yeah well just because you’re tired doesn’t mean you can start zapping things around!” He muttered, as you slumped against him, almost dropping you when you fell asleep. “How are you so tired?”

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Peter Parker X Reader - Fairytale

This is so long I’m so sorry!!! Anyway, Tom Holland Peter Parker X Reader, enjoy!!!!

Word Count: 2603

Summary: After a princess filled movie night, you tell Peter your princess dreams. Being the person he is, he decides to try and make that dream a reality.


“I wonder what it’s like.” You pulled your legs up onto the couch, sitting on top of them.

“What what’s like?” Your best friend, Peter Parker, sat on the floor in front of the couch, a bowl of popcorn in his lap.

“Being a princess. For real.” You grabbed the TV remote and clicked the off button, turning the previously colorful screen black. “Can’t you just imagine it, Pete?”

“Oh yeah, that princess life would be awesome.”

“Oh, you know what I meant,” you said with a laugh, swinging a pillow in his direction. He dodged it with a smile, tossing a handful of popcorn in your direction to fight back. “I just think it’d be refreshing.”

“To rule an entire kingdom?”

“No, to just be somewhere new. Plus, who doesn’t want to wear a beautiful gown?” Peter opened his mouth to speak, but you swung the pillow at him again. “You know what I meant!”

“Alright, alright, truce!” Peter laughed, pulling the pillow from your grasp. “I think that’s enough princess movies for tonight.”

“Just one more,” you insisted, clicking the TV back on. “I think… Beauty and the Beast should close out our movie night.”

“Fine. I’ll put it in.” Peter stood to find the disk and put it in. “Am I Adam or Belle this time?”

“Adam. I’m Belle, obviously.”

“Oh, right. You’re in a princess mood.” Peter pressed play and took his spot on the floor again, bowl of popcorn secure in his lap. He could hear you take in a breath as you prepared to sing the first song of the movie.

“Little town…”

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Mark Imagine - Stress Sex (Smut)

A/N - Requested by @frostbittemyheart! I haven’t written a smut in a while so I hope this one’s still good haha. Enjoy everyone~

Omfg i am in dire need of a Mark scenario where either him or the reader is having a very stressful day and stress sex is the cure :) please and thank you! (P.s. can there be a mention of eating out? Mark’s lips look like they could give some serious pleasure teehee~ #teamMark #teamGot7

Today had been a long day. A LONG day. The kind of day where nothing seemed to be going right and you just needed some time at home spent with your boyfriend, Mark. He was always the perfect cure to a bad day. No doubt he’d had a long week preparing for the next comeback and was also willing to just sit at home and do nothing with you. When you arrived at home and walked in, you checked your phone to see a missed call from Mark. Ringing him back, you went to sit of the sofa. 
“Hey, babe. I just got in and saw your missed call. What’s up?”
“Oh I was just going to ask if you wanted to come over to the dorm. I’ve had a pretty long day and can’t be bothered to move so was hoping you’d be willing to.”
“I’m more than happy to drive over just because your lazy ass doesn’t want to.”
“(Y/N) please don’t make me sound even worse than I am. You know I love you even though I’m tired.”
“I know, I’m only teasing you, Mark. Let me change out of my work stuff and I’ll head over to the dorm. See you soon.”
“See you soon, love.”

After hanging up the phone, you headed into your bedroom to change clothes. While your work uniform wasn’t too uncomfortable, you definitely didn’t want to visit your boyfriend and his friends wearing it. Not to mention it wasn’t the cutest of outfits either. You’d much rather be wearing a nice pair of leggings and one of Mark’s large sweaters you had ‘borrowed’ from him. Feeling nice and cosy, you pulled on some shoes and got in your car. The dorm was only a ten minute drive away so you were more than happy to go over there even after your stressful day. You knew it’d be worth it to spend time with him. When you arrived, Mark was the one to answer the door. Immediately, he hugged you and held you close to him. 
“I’m so glad you’re here, (Y/N). I needed your cuddles.”
“I’m happy to supply them for you, Mark,” you replied, keeping your arms wrapped tightly around his body.
“Want to go cuddle in my room?”
“As long as your members aren’t in there teasing us for cuddling.”
“Don’t worry, they’re all out except Youngjae who’s currently sleeping because he stayed up way too late last night on some new game he bought.”
“Good. There’s no chance of him coming in and being mean to us then,” you giggled as you walked off in the direction of Mark’s bedroom.

As soon as you walked into his room, you jumped onto the bed. The mattress was really comfortable and you loved just lying on it. The temptation to sleep was huge. Mark laughed and sat down beside you, his arms trying to find their way around your stomach. He rested his head in the crook of your shoulder and placed soft kisses to your skin. 
“I like kissing your neck,” he mumbled against your skin.
“Well then don’t stop doing it,” you responded, closing your eyes as you let him work his lips on your neck. His hands crawled up your body, no longer sitting on your stomach and you immediately reacted by shuffling your body closer to his. Mark’s hands continued to explore your body, now traveling down towards your waistband. He playfully teased you with his fingers, making you ache even more for him. 
“Maaark, stop teasing.”
“As you wish, baby.” His voice went deeper, more seductive and it had you desperate for his touches. Mark crawled from behind you, making you whimper at the loss of contact. To make up for it, Mark moved between your legs and let his hands trail slow circles on your upper thighs. You wriggled your hips, praying he’d take the hint and give you exactly what you wanted. Chuckling to himself, Mark removed the leggings you were wearing and tossed them elsewhere in the room 
“What a naughty girl we have here,” he said as he smirked up at you. “Completely bare under those leggings. It’s as if you were expecting this to happen.”
“Can’t blame a girl for wanting it to.”
“No, I think you deserve a treat for being so damn hot.”

Mark glided his tongue over you, the sudden contact taking you by surprise. You let out soft moans as his lips worked their magic on you, unable to get enough of the blissful pleasure he was supplying. Mark could feel you squirming beneath his mouth and raised one hand to keep your hips in place, wanting to have full control over your body. He was worked up and needed to let it all out. And your body was right there, the perfect place to unload all of his stresses. The other hand was tracing shapes on your thighs, edging closer and closer to your dripping core. Not wanting to tease you much more, he slid two fingers into you, curling them perfectly so you’d react in the best of ways. You arched your back involuntarily, absolutely loving how your boyfriend’s fingers and tongue made you felt. Feeling yourself edging closer and closer to release, your moans got higher and Mark quickened the pace, wanting you to climax right there and then. Pleasure washed over you and your release came, leaving you breathing heavily as you came down from your high. Mark got up on his knees and smirked at your state.
“Don’t worry, babe. We’re barely getting started.”

anonymous asked:

RFA boys + V with MC being a teacher and all that comes with it. Like, for older kids a specialized knowledge about a certain subject and knowing teen stuff, and with little kids being up on all the latest "kid" things and always looking at (cont)

(Cont) toys and picture books and singing silly songs. And of course, the grading and lesson planning and kids who give problems and stress that comes on top of that. But she really really loves being a teacher and won’t give it up.


(Combined because of similarity!!)

A/N: These requests are so pure and I enjoy them so much but ive never seen how a teacher prepares for anything so i went based on what a few things teacher friends/my dad told me and how i interact with my siblings and stuff ;A; ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -The two of you act like such kids yourselves, but he absolutely loves it, you teach younger children and he can see how soft and sweet you are to them!

           -He actually enjoys some of the cool kid gadgets you check out for your class

           -That cool robo-dog toy? He wants one now

           -ACTUALLY JEALOUS WHEN YOU GET IT FOR YOUR KIDS INSTEAD BUT PLAYS IT OFF LIKE IT’S NO BIG DEAL

           -He’s actually sat in on a few classes of yours his butt actually fits in the little kid chairs

           -The little tikes love him to death! They like to tease him about dating you

           - though they all think he’s a kid too just in a higher grade ;A;

           -But sometimes kids can get rowdy, and he knows this

           -When you come home stressed out, from kids misbehaving, he’s always there to lighten the mood! Tells you stories from when he was a kid, full of silly sound effects, and he’s even borrowed picture books from his mum to show you childhood pictures! It embarrasses him sometimes, but he knows that you enjoy the imaginations children have so it can’t hurt to tell you, right?

           - also lowkey shows up around snack time when he visits because he freaking loVES THE JUICE BOXES AND COOKIES MC CAN HE HAVE SOME TOO

*ZEN:

           -He knows how difficult teaching can be, his parents were teachers

           -SUPER. HYPED. When he found out that you’re a HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA TEACHER come on y'all i saw the chance so i took it

           -You actually went to school!!!! For acting!!! That’s amazing! He’s a natural so he didn’t have to

           -He tries to come to your class at least once a week to give the students some tips (since he’s in the field and semi-famous and all)

           -IF YOU HAVE ANY ADVICE THAT YOU LEARN FROM YOUR FANCY-DANCY SCHOOL, HE’D LIKE TO HEAR IT MC

           -He dropped out of school and had bad experience with teachers so he was actually really iffy about your job at first

           -But the first time he watched you shine because of your passion for helping these teens, he knew you belonged in this career

           -But when you come home from a long day of teens being….well….teens, he feels so bad

           -He was a rebellious teen so he thinks he can help talk to them about listening and respecting everything you try to do for them he kept them for two class periods one day lecturing them about how much respect you deserve and the kids all literally cried and hugged you at the end of it jfc zen what did you sAY TO THEM

           -Always there to wipe away your tears, whether they be of joy or sadness, when your class puts on plays. You’re proud of your students but he’s always 10x more proud of you because heY MC YOU DID THAT, LOOK

*JAEHEE:

           -YOU’RE A HIGH SCHOOL LITERATURE TEACH MC? THATS DOPE COME TALK NERDY TO ME

           -She thinks it’s so cool because!!!! The two of you can both really appreciate literature

           -It’s like a personal little book club between the two of you, always talking about themes and deeper meanings

           -Not to mention she lives for the drama you over hear in your classroom come on we all live for gossip every now and then dont judge me or jaehee and you can teach her all of the younger lingo which she uses to understand a few of the interns at work

           -When you’ve been up for hours trying to grade papers, she’s always there to help with them

           -Mainly because she wants to avoid you bashing your head against the table because they’re all writing the same things over and over again

           -If she comes across something she’s unsure about in her readings you’re the first person she asks

           -Love love loves helping you pick which books your students are going to analyze next

           -Not to mention!!! You always have all the newest books in almost any genre because of your job and!!! She always has something new to read!!!!

           -If your day was rough though, she’s got coffee at the ready for you, the two of you are going to sit down and just rant about anything and everything that happened because hey kids can be stupid, she’s not gonna tell on you for pointing out the obvious

*JUMIN:

           -He finds it absolutely adorable when you come home covered in paint, glitter, marker, you name it

           -Calls you his masterpiece what a sap

           -Not used to being around kids but he visits your kids as often as possible

           -HE’S SO CUTE WHEN HE’S HELPING THE KIDS FINGER PAINT OH MY GOD

           - they paint kitty whiskers on his face sometimes and you’ve never seen him smile bigger

           -They once asked him to build a tower out of blocks with them and he took over the entire project, made a replica of the C&R building

           -When the two of you are at home, though, he refuses to admit he enjoys it there with the kids. Complains about paint on his white shirt, why are kids to loud, they’re so energetic what the heck, etc etc

           -Always buying cool new toys and craft things for your classroom- he knows how teachers are paid and he just wants to help out. For you. Not for the kids. its totally for the kids dont let him fool you

           -He never really knows how to comfort you if you come home from a hard day with your class, so he usually sits with your head resting against him. He listens to you rant about everything that happened, running his hand through your hair to let you know he’s listening.

           -Never ONCE has he asked you to quit your job. He thinks teachers are important and should be treasured, and he sees how happy the kids make you every day- he could never ask you to give that up but hey mc if you ever wants kids of your own, he’s got you, wink wonk

*SAEYOUNG:

           -Teacher? lmao what’s that not everyone is a freaking genius saeyoung shUT UP

           -MC CAN I COME BY SOME TIME AND LEARN I PROMISE I’LL BE A GOOD STUDENT saeyoung dont do that

           -You were a high school computer science teacher, and hello MC i could be of service saeyoung pls

           -He came in as a guest speaker one day and none of the students could keep up with what he was saying??? What’s all of this?? Mr. Choi can you please dumb down the lesson???

           -By the end of class though, everyone (including him) were just drawing stupid pictures on MS paint sigh

           -He’s actually really excited that you teach computers to teenagers!! Computers are great, MC!!! You can teach them to hack! no saeyoung thats not what i do, thats you

           -Sometimes he’ll play dumb and ask you for help with his computer just to hear your teacher voice (it doesnt work often because you KNOW he knows what’s wrong)

           -“MC, you can be the teacher and I’ll play the naughty student *eyebrow wiggle*” he walks in with a plaid skirt and knee high socks what a fucking doRK

           -There are days that the kids just don’t listen and do whatever they want, and it frustrates you to no end. Some of them were wrestling and broke a monitor once, and you had to call Saeyoung, break down and cry on your lunch break. He’s always there at the end of the day with blanket forts and HBC to get you away from all electronics even for a little while

           -The next day though, he hacks into all the computers in your classroom and scares the students into paying attention because what person doesn’t freak out when someone starts listing their personal information on their screen???

*V:

           -High school dance teacher?

           -Are you his soulmate MC because it’s really feeling like it

           -He’s a dancer himself! (though he doesnt practice it often)

           -So he always offers to be your partner on days you’re teaching couple’s dances!

           -He can tell how much effort and passion you put into helping these kids learn the art

           -You absolutely radiate warmth and excitement if your class holds a recital

           -HE’S ALWAYS THERE TO TAKE ACTION SHOTS OF YOU AND THE CLASS BECAUSE WOW MC

           -But kids will be kids, which means sometimes there are attitudes thrown around

           -Some days you feel as if you get no respect, and they do whatever they want to do, and it breaks not only your heart but your spirit as well and he will not stand for it

           -He’s very good at lecturing, and seeming nice with a threatening undertone. So when he catches something like this happening, you can bet he’s in front of the class, pouring his heart out about how much respect you deserve for all of your hard work and they shape up real quick every time this happens. So he kisses you on the forehead and lets you keep teaching <3

*SAERAN:

           -You work with little kids all day?

           -Why would you wanna do that to yourself jfc

           -You’re always looking at cute, kid crafts and he kind of wants to try them but he’ll never tell you that

           -Very very afraid to visit your class because? He’s scary, he doesn’t want the little kids to be afraid of him

           -But they WEREN’T. AT ALL. He could feel his heart melting at how much they actually liked him like holy crap MC i wanna come visit every day

           -HE FINALLY GETS TO TRY THOSE LITTLE KID CRAFTS WITH NO SHAME, YES, SCORE

           -The two of you are the power team at story time, everyone is completely enthralled with the story, voices, and how you act them out

           -When you first told him that you were a teacher for little kids, it made complete sense to him. You’re so sweet and kind and patient and bubbly and it just cliCKED WOW MC YOU ARE A TEACHER

           -But kids have tantrums, and short attention spans, and they’re very stubborn, so if you have a rough day, you actually have to calm him down instead saeran you cant threaten the children its okay im just tired ill be fine

           -The two of you have naps on those rough days, he’ll rub your shoulders to help you relax, and he actually goes out of his way to look up things for your lesson plan the next day!

red in the face

request: i got like 17 requests for jealous shawn and they were all different but i’m just gonna combine them and do a general jealous shawn imagine

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a/n: i have a killer headache as i’m writing this so i hope it’s decent! (i always have headaches) also, this isn’t smut, but i always just write fluff so this is a lil new to me (give me feedback pretty please!)


“Babe, if we don’t leave now we’re gonna be late.”

You walk out of your bedroom, having just slipped into your dress. “Can you zip me up?” you ask, moving your hair to your shoulder to give Shawn easier access.

He zips up the dress before placing a lingering kiss on your shoulder. He moves up to your neck and places another kiss on it’s base.

“Babe, if we don’t leave now we’re gonna be late,” you say, grinning as you turn away from him and grab your clutch in one hand before reaching for his hand pulling him from the apartment. It takes him half a second to catch up to you, and he places his hand on the small of your back and leads you out of the apartment building and towards his jeep.

“So what is this party for, again?” you ask as you buckle your seat belt.

“I honestly don’t even know. Something important happened for someone important in Island Records. I wasn’t really paying attention.” He looks over at you and laughs.

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~Growing Pains~

How do a cat and dog hybrid get along? Very carefully.

cathybrid!yoongi/doghybrid!taehyung/reader

Word Count: 9,216

The sun was already going to bed and the moon was beginning to rise for her job.  You got out of your afternoon class later than normal, your professor was one of those who was very passionate about their subject so you were kept almost 15 minutes past the cut off time.  You had just finished making a few purchases from the grocery store that was right next to the campus and with your bags in hand you start the relatively short walk to your apartment.  

Rotisserie chicken acquired, you head down the sidewalk, but as you are passing by a small alleyway you see movement coming from somewhere inside, causing you to freeze in place. You turn towards the general direction of the shadow, but don’t want to move any closer, not with your imagination running wild inside your head.

Cautiously taking a step into the darkness, you slowly take a peak and then there’s a loud crash.  

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Movie Time -ch1

Summary: Clay needs some down time, and who better to spend it with than Tony?

Word Count: 2053

Notes: Hey guys, this is my first time posting any writing, but I just finished ‘13 Reasons Why’ and love the dynamic between Clay and Tony so felt inspired. I’m not sure if it’s too long, but I don’t have an archive of our own account. If you are interested in more chapters I will set one up and continue the story…let me know if you are interested (or to let me know if I’m posting wrong or something, I’m pretty new at all this!) Enjoy!

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Clay

It had been a long school year.  After Hannah’s suicide, the tapes, and the court case, he found himself needing a break. Walking out of the school building that Friday, backpack slung over one shoulder, he spotted a familiar red Mustang in the parking lot.  Faltering for a second, the thought crossed his mind that Tony might be tired of seeing him, but he decided it couldn’t hurt to ask and made a B-line for the pristine car anyway.  As he was approaching, he saw the trunk close revealing the leather jacket clad, slick back hair-ed Tony.  

“Clay!” he exclaimed, a big sideways smile lighting up his Hispanic features.  Immediately he felt the knot of tension in his stomach begin to loosen. How did Tony do that? Maybe it was all they had been through together, but he and Tony had been friends for a long time and he always remembered the feeling of calm he got from being next to him.

“Hey Tony! You busy? Or do you have time to hang out?” His fingers tapped the pockets of his jeans like they had a mind of their own.

“Sure Clay, what’s up?”

“Nothing, nothing, I’m fine.” He looked to the side, pretending to pay attention to the flow of students in the parking lot. How did Tony always know? Was he that bad at hiding his feelings? Or was Tony just that good at reading him by now?

“You sure?” Tony asked, tilting his head sideways as he leaned a hip against his car.

“Yeah…It’s just, I dunno. Feeling like I need a break I guess,” He admitted, shrugging, “My mom is, ya know, being herself and I just kind of need to veg out and not think for a while, ya know?”

“I know.” And he did, Tony always did. “I’m meeting my dad at the shop now, but I’ll be around if you want to stop by later.”

“Great, see ya later!” He nodded, giving a short wave as he turned towards where he had left his bike.

“Hey Clay!” Tony called after him.

“Ya,” he turned, half expecting Tony to have remembered that he had better ways to spend his Friday evening.

“You like black and white films?”

“Yeah man, I work at a movie theater, remember?” he said with a smile.

“Right.  You’re in charge of the popcorn then,” Tony said as he slid into the mustang, not even waiting for a response.  

‘How can you have a movie without a snack?’ he thought as he unlocked the chain to his bike.  He made a mental note to stop by the store on his way home for popcorn and candy feeling much better than he had been just a few minutes before.

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He was at the table eating Mike and Ikes while doing homework when he heard the front door open and the unmistakable clatter of his mom’s heels.

“Hey mom,” he said, closing up the box and heading towards the front hall where she was unloading her purse and briefcase.

“Hey sweetie, how was school today?”

“Fine. How was your day?”

“Good, good. I’ve got to meet with a new client in a bit so you and your father are on your own for dinner,” she said as she took her shoes off and checked her makeup in the front hall mirror.

“Uh, actually, I’m going over to Tony’s in a bit. Having a movie night. If that’s ok?”

“Yes, sure sweetie. It’s been a while since you two hung out, you spent so much time together when you were working on that history project.”

“Yes, that,” he said, guiltily running a hand through his short hair, ruffling it at the back a bit. “It’s just that, you know, he’s been spending a lot of time with his boyfriend.” He didn’t know how his mom would respond to Tony having a boyfriend. Not that it mattered to him, but according to Tony it was a common fact that everybody knew.

“That’s nice, you should always make time for the people you love,” his mom said with a smile. Apparently Tony having a boyfriend was no news to her, furthering in his mind how clueless he must have been.  She looked up at him from her briefcase for the first time since she had gotten home and immediately a frown crossed her face. “Oh dear, that scar is still showing on your forehead, when will that ever heal?” She reached up as if to rub the spot from his face.

“Mom! It’s fine, it’s healing just fine,” he said, turning back towards the table where he’d left his homework. Seeing a text from Tony he picked up his phone read, ‘Home now, just cleaning up. You can come over anytime’. It would take a while on his bike so he figured he would start now. “Hey mom, I’m leaving. Good luck with your new client.” He sent a thumbs up emoji to Tony and started gathering his homework from the table.

“Thanks sweetie, text if you’re going to be very late! Say ‘Hi’ to Tony for me.”

“Will do,” he said with a smirk and a salute as he headed upstairs to dump his homework and grab his backpack with the snacks. He sniffed his shirt on his way up, opting to change into a fresher one and reapply his deodorant before the ride to the other side of town.

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“Hey Mr. Padilla,” he said as he swung off his bike at the end of the driveway.

“Oh, hey Clay,” Tony’s dad called out, barely looking up from under the car hood, “Hey, grab me that wrench there in my toolbox, will ya?”

“Sure, this one?” He said as he grabbed the one on top and started handing it over.

“No, not the screwdriver, Clay, the wrench, the wrench! How do you work on your bike if you don’t know what a wrench looks like?”

He dropped the tool and grabbed for another that Tony’s dad was pointing to. He turned his head to the side and shrugged, “Uh, well Tony usually fixes it for me?”

“Dad, give him a break,” he heard Tony say from behind them as his dad shook his head. “I don’t mind fixing it,” Tony said with a shrug and a look in his direction.

“If you always do it for him, how is he supposed to learn anything? I had you under the hood of this car since before you could walk.”

“Alright dad, next time Clay’s bike breaks down, I’ll make him fix it on his own,” Tony said with a smile, “You hungry Clay? I was just about to eat some dinner when I decided to rescue you.”

“Yeah, I haven’t had dinner yet either, my mom had a meeting – she says ‘Hi’ by the way,” he said as he followed Tony inside the house. “Hey, you weren’t serious about my bike, right?”

“You’ll have to learn sometime, and a bike’s not that difficult Clay,” Tony said with a smile and a sideways glance as he held the screen door open.

“Mmm…unhelpful Yoda,” he mumbled softly as he walked by Tony and into the house, a soft laugh his only indication that Tony had heard him.

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Dinner at the Padilla house was always nice, and very different from the quiet dinners he was used to at home. Tony and his three brothers all talking and laughing loudly, recounting their day in a mixture of English and Spanish to their parents, his sister louder than them all. He found it hard to focus on his own thoughts, which was quite refreshing. He even found himself swept up in the laughter and dinner talk, and out of the corner of his eye had caught Tony smiling at him more than once. Now he and Tony were in the living room on the couch all set up with their popcorn and miscellaneous candy. Tony’s siblings had gone their separate ways, his mom in the kitchen, and his dad had gone back out to the garage.

“Hey, thanks again for having me over,” he said as he watched Tony pick through a box next to the TV. The lights were off, but he could still see Tony’s handsome features from the light coming from the TV.

“No problem man, anytime,” Tony said with a look over his shoulder, “You spend way too much time in your head, you need a break.”

He sank more comfortably into the couch, “Yeah, but it’s harder to do in your house, your family is a lot noisier than mine.”

“Hey,” Tony said in a mock stern voice as he waggled a VHS at him.

“I mean in a good way!” he exclaimed as Tony inserted the VHS, “I love my family, but it’s too easy to get lost in thought and forget you’re not alone.”

“I get it,” Tony said as he planted his smaller frame next to him on the left and put his socked feet on the table in front of them. “But it’s hard to find a moment of peace and quiet to yourself here. Why do you think I love my car so much?”

“You love the car cause it’s awesome,” he said, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the table and leaning back. “Now, what are we watching?”

“Be patient, you’ll see,” Tony said slyly as he toyed with the remote.

“Is it Casablanca?” he guessed, watching to see Tony’s reaction.

“Dude,” Tony said as he lightly smacked his chest, “the movie’s starting, don’t ruin it.”

He smiled to himself, how many times had they seen this movie? It didn’t matter, it was a classic and they were hanging out without talking about Hannah or Alex or any of the number of messed of things that seemed to be happening in their lives right now. He started as a piece of popcorn bounced off his forehead, jogging him out of his train of thought. He looked over at Tony who was watching him with concern in his eyes. “Thanks,” he said as he popped the piece in his mouth and returned to watching the opening scene. Tony nodded in response.

Not twenty minutes later, Tony’s dad appeared with a beer in hand and took up a position in the armchair to the side of the couch. “Ah man, not this again,” he said half-heartedly as he swiped their popcorn bowl and settled in. “How many times have you guys watched the movies in that box, huh? Must have seen them all a hundred times…”

“Shhhh, dad, this is the good part,” Tony said with a smirk. As his dad turned back to the screen he sprawled out a little more between the couch and the table, one arm on the armrest and the other coming around the back of the couch.

He took a second to marvel at how much Tony resembled a cat. Relaxed and content, yet ready to spring at a moment’s notice. Hair still neatly held in place by goodness knows what kind of hair product. He turned back to the television screen, now wondering since when had he taken to staring at Tony so much? But the longer Tony sat next to him, the more inviting his relaxed position seemed to be and he felt himself nodding off not much later.

“Is that comfortable?” he heard Tony whisper over the sound of his dad’s snores. Tony was lightly touching the back of his head that had slumped to his chest of it’s accord.

“Mmmm…mmhmm” he murmured sleepily as he shook his head lightly. Still sleepy, he leaned his weight to the left, his head finding Tony’s chest. When his move seemed to bring about no commotion, he tucked his legs onto the couch and let his body relax against Tony’s. He was about to ask if it was alright, but slowly Tony’s right arm made it’s way down to land on his side, fingers curled around his arm, softly keeping him right where he was. He let a small sigh escape him as he happily breathed in Tony’s aftershave, but before he drifted off he felt something brush the top of his head. His last thought before succumbing to sleep was ‘Was that a kiss?…’

Tortured Nights

Pairing: Fuckboy!Theo Raeken x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of sex

Trigger Warnings: Eating disorder

Request: Can I get a fuckboy theoX bestfriend were she’s in love with him and they live together so she gets tortured by him having sex with other girls and she starts fading away from him and develops a eating disorder? Sorry if thats to much. Please&thank you.

A/N: Sorry it took a while, its just that writer’s block is a thing and school has been tiring. Sorry

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Tommy's Girl (Tom Holland)

Originally posted by tomhollandislife

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader, Cole Sprouse x Reader

Warning: Cursing

Summary: Tom calls Y/N to see what time they would be home while they are still hanging out on set with Cole. But, when Y/N thinks they hung up on Tom, Tom overhears their conversation with Cole.

Author: Dizzy

A/N: Another Cole and Tom fic! I loved the last one and I’m glad others did too. This sweet fic was requested by an anon who said, “can you do another tom imagine ft cole? I luv your last one!!! The reader stays back at set with cole when she recieves a call tom. After they finished the call, she thinks she hung up but she doesnt and tom overhears their conversation. And cole asks if she would ever cheat and she tells cole how much she loves tom. She gets home and tom is already asleep so she sneaks into the bed with him accidentally waking him up, he doesnt tell her he heard he just says i love u, and she just gets confused.”


Masterlist Request a Prompt


You sat in Cole’s dressing room, drinking and laughing with him. You loved times like this, where you could relax after work with one of your best friends. You sat close to Cole, his arm around you while he told a story of him and his brother, a story you’d never heard before.

There was a moment of pause in Cole’s story because you two were laughing so hard and the memory. It was then that your phone rang, the loud staccato of your ringtone broke the laughter and you cleared your throat to answer it.

“Hello?” You answered and slapped Cole’s arm in an attempt to quiet him.

“Hey, babe. When are you coming home? I was thinking about making dinner soon.” Tom’s voice echoed through the phone.

You smiled, played with the hem of your shirt as you spoke. “I don’t know. I’ll be home in an hour maybe? Cole and I are just hanging out.”

“Oh okay. Do you mind picking up some onions on your way home? I’m going to go through all of the ones we have. I’m making that spaghetti you love.”

You couldn’t help but gasp at the mention of your favorite meal. “Really? Tom, you like never make that.”

“Well, I was thinking since you’ve been eating take out with Cole and working hard so much lately, you deserved a home cooked meal. But, you need to get the onions, okay?”

“Okay.” You replied, taking a look at Cole, who was making faces at you. “Thank you, baby. I’ll see you at home.”

“You’re welcome, love. Bye.”

“Bye.” You repeated and hung up.

Or at least, you thought you hung up as you set your phone down beside you.

“Sorry, Cole. Tom was just wondering when I was getting home. He’s making that spaghetti I love.” You apologized, the smile Tom put on your face did not falter.

“It’s fine, Y/n. How have you guys been?” He asked, placing a hand on his knee.

“Good. Great, actually.” You smiled, a blush crawling up your cheeks.

“That’s nice. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course. What’s up?”

“Would you ever cheat on Tom?”

The question shocked you as you sat frozen for a second, tried to process what Cole had asked and shook your head.

“No. Oh god, no. I would never cheat on Tom. I love him, Cole. He’s the best damn thing to ever happen to me.” You stated in an offended tone. “I should- I should go.”

You stood up and started to get your things and all the while, Tom had heard every word, finally knowing that you loved him before he hung up the phone.

“I’ll see you later.” You muttered and walked out the door, despite Cole’s begs for you to stay.

You walked out to your car, texting Tom and apologizing that you would be home later than what you said due to something coming up. You needed to drive around to take the stress off, just as you used to as a teen.

It was nine o'clock by the time you texted Tom again, an hour after you last one with you saying you would be home soon.

You were still upset by what Cole had asked, but you were not as upset as you were earlier. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of comfort when you walked into the home you shared with Tom.

The house was quiet as you walked into the kitchen, where a plate of spaghetti waited for you.

You assumed Tom had already went to bed as you set your bag down. You smiled to yourself and walked into the bedroom to find Tom asleep, hugging a pillow and snoring softly with the TV still on.

Without a sound, you climbed onto the bed near where he rested and ran your fingers through his hair. You smiled softly as he stirred before he woke up.

“You are one light sleeper.” You laughed lightly. “Thank you for the dinner. I’ll eat it soon.”

Tom yawned with a lopsided smile. “How was your time with Cole?”

“I don’t really wanna talk about it.” You sighed.

“Oh, did something happened?” Tom asked, knowing exactly what happened, but asked nevertheless.

“Yes.” You said and took in a deep breath. “But I’ll tell you about it later so you can sleep and I can go eat and then come back and join you.”

You ruffled his hair a little and placed a kiss on his lips before walking to the door, but was stopped when Tom said your name.

“Y/n?” His voice was soft and innocent sounding.

“Yeah, honey?”

“I love you.”

You stood, shocked for a moment at what caused Tom to say those three magical words before you accepted the idea of him loving you too and confessed your own feelings softly.

“I love you, too.”